Chapter 591 Shoulders of Life

It hurts! The pain of tearing!

When Moke woke up again, he was stunned to find that he was lying alone in the Xiaoyao Hall, with severe pain all over his body. What was more frightening was that he found that his soul had collapsed and turned into a villain composed of colorful fog, which was slowly healing under a great and holy force.

"Amitabha... Me, didn't my soul collapse? Why, didn't you die?" Moke was stunned and a little stunned.

Then, Moke suddenly remembered his mother and the seventh princess and hurriedly sensed his Buddha country. After finding that they were doing well in the Buddha country, he breathed a slightly relieved and sent a message to them to tell them that they were fine. Because he was worried that there might be other dangers in the Xiaoyao Hall, Moko did not release the two, but sat on the ground and began to practice and accept.

"Little guy... You are awake..."

At this moment, an old voice sounded, full of a high and supreme taste.

"You don't have to say much. I'm not the soul of a saint, but a trace of unwillingness left by them. In those years, five Taoist fruits appeared on the 33rd floor of the sky, and the chaos was chaotic. Even the saints could not keep calm, and they all participated in it. In that war, the immortals fell and the pseudo-saints chattered. Five saints finally got great benefits, and even more sinisterly ambushed, killing and suppressing the remaining three saints, and imprisoning the three of them here with six reincarnations. The place of exile, 100,000 copper mountains, and the holy world are all suppressed in those years..."

"Amitabha, in this way, the battle that day was a shocking battle that no one knows? Taoist fruit, what on earth is it? Moke was stunned and heard this statement for the first time.

"Oh..." The sound let out a long sigh and seemed to be extremely worried.

"Taoguo.... Daoguo..... Little guy, you should have heard of Hongjun's ancestor, the saint's master, who finally achieved supreme fruit with his body. Taoist fruit is supreme fruit. As long as the saint gets it and refines it, it can be comparable to Hongjun! Moreover, Hongjun fit into the Tao. Since then, there has been no Hongjun in heaven and earth, only the way of heaven, but the saints who have refined the fruits of Taoism are different, independent and surpassing saints!"

Beyond the saints!

Hearing this statement, Moke was stunned and unimaginable. In his understanding, saints are simply omnipotent and make all sentient beings tremble. Unexpectedly, there is also a existence beyond saints.

"Amitabha, predecessor, I don't know which of the five existences beyond saints are?" Moke asked, and there was already a vague guess in his mind.

"I don't know this. When I was formed, it was the three saints who finally burned everything and deduced the supreme method. They were born with only sporadic information. Little guy, the only thing I can be sure of is that Taoism is extremely important, a great creation, or a big conspiracy! All sentient beings, all sentient beings in heaven and earth, are covered up in this great conspiracy, which is the conclusion reached by the three saints at the beginning! In order to break this big conspiracy, the three saints finally evolved the heart of heaven, saw a trace of hope for the future, and arranged a series of backhands. The five treasures and tests are all part of them, in order to find the predestined person and inherit the heart of heaven!" The old voice came again, and the message also shocked Moke.

Moko can't tell the right or wrong of the resentment between the saints, but when he heard the sound, the three saints who were suppressed here seemed to have great compassion. In the end, he self-destruction, pushed a trace of future, and the mysterious heart, and made arrangements and backhands.

"Amitabha, senior, what is the heart of heaven?"

"The heart of heaven, beyond the creation of saints! Once you have the heart of heaven, you can get in touch with the source of the road in the dark, and finally slowly brand it, which will be of great benefit to you in the future! The most important thing is that only by understanding the heart of heaven can we truly refine the fruit of Taoism! The sixth fruit will appear, which is your greatest opportunity! However, it contains many dangers, which is a road deduced by the three saints, and the feasibility is unknown. Little guy, although I didn't know much when I was born, I can be sure that after the disaster after the decline of heaven and man, all sentient beings will face a life-and-death choice. You must do whatever you can to understand the heart of heaven and finally surpass the saints. This is the most promising one in the future of the three saints!"

Moke's heart was extremely heavy when he heard this old voice. Indeed, he also felt something in the dark. This time, the five declines of heaven and people are different from the past. Moreover, there are also the mysterious activities of the Father God, chaotic spiritual fetuses, and everything makes the future situation of the flood and famine more serious.

Power! Powerful power! At this time, Moko knows very well that only powerful power can reverse everything and turn the tide.

"by the way, little guy, when the five of you came to test together, a powerful pseudo-saint came with a forbidden spell, destroying the most basic repressive force in this place. The collapse of the six reincarnations should be irreversible. Originally, if there was no pseudo-saint, once you understand the heart of heaven, you can imprint the source of the road, spend thousands of years to pull some original forces, and suppress the six reincarnations again. At this moment, it's too late..."

"What? Six reincarnations are doomed to collapse? Hearing this, Moke was terrmented.

Six reincarnations, maintaining the flood and famine, the four continents, the most fundamental place of hundreds of millions of planets. Once they completely collapse, hundreds of millions of ghosts in it will escape. Moreover, once all sentient beings die, they have no destination and cannot be reincarnated and reborn. The whole famine will be completely rioted. And the five declines of heaven and man that followed were enough to completely destroy countless creatures!

"Amitabha, senior, what should we do?"

"Hey..... The collapse of the six reincarnations is just an opening. Real riots will come one after another, and the flood world will really face a great crisis and infinite disasters. Little guy, I don't have much time. I will open the inheritance for you. You must understand the heart of heaven! The life and death of all sentient beings may be on your shoulders!"

Moco's mood is very heavy. What happened that made the birth of the saint so long and sigh? Now I am just an ancient Buddha. How can I save all sentient beings? Ten thousand years later, the five declines of heaven and man have completely begun. Where should all sentient beings go? Is all your efforts just like a car, and you can't measure your strength?

took a deep breath, Moke abandoned many thoughts in his heart, and then smiled and said, "Amitabha, senior, please start the inheritance. The little monk should do his best!"

The responsibility of carrying all sentient beings on his shoulders is too heavy, but Moke did not hesitate at all, just like his previous wish.

"Rumble..."

In the Xiaoyao Hall, the three towering illusory figures trembled together, and then quickly merged with the only one. Suddenly, a magnificent, flood-like supreme breath surged in. In the void, the five treasures all roared, sad and sad, with a feeling of cuckooping blood.

In the end, all the horror seemed to converge and turned into an extremely tedious and perfect pattern understanding structure, which integrated into Moke's heart. At the same time, like a vast ocean-like message was transmitted into Moke's mind.

In the Xiaoyao Hall, two figures suddenly appeared, one small, wearing simple clothes, as if they were a father and son. The child held a leather drum and sat on the bone stool, happily looking at his father set up a stone pot, holding a wooden stick, stirring in a yellow mud table, as if cooking something.

"Heaven's heart is the most merciful... The heart is ruthless... Guide without interference... Selfish..."

Moke tasted the information that poured into his mind. This vast message was full of talking about the heart of heaven. With the scene in front of him, Moke savored it carefully and seemed that every moment had a completely different new perception.

Gradually, Moke fell into a deep realm of perception. His colorful soul like fog was shaking and seemed to extend, and his breath was ever-changing, sometimes tender, sometimes cold, sometimes blazing, sometimes slowly, as if it had evolved into everything in the world, experiencing all kinds of things in the world... .....

Day by day...

Year a year...

Ten years.....

100 years......

One hundred and thirty-five...

Finally, on this day, Moke's body, who was sitting in the Xiaoyao Hall, moved, and his body no longer changed his breath rapidly, but suddenly restrained, deep and quiet, and suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes showed a bright light, pure, holy and ethereal.

135 years have passed, and Moke finally woke up from his perception of the heart of heaven.

At this moment, if someone takes a closer look at Moco, he will definitely be extremely fportuncing. Moco doesn't seem to be the same as before. It changes rapidly, and everything in the world seems to exist in his body. After a quarter of an hour, this strange feeling completely restrained, and Moke returned to his previous posture again.

"Amitabha... It took me more than 100 years to understand the heart of heaven! Fortunately, I finally realized the mystery of the heart of heaven, found the origin of the road, and imprinted a trace of soul... With the rapid growth of my strength now, it should be comparable to the strong man in the perfect situation of Daluo Jinxian!" With a smile, Moko made an assessment of his strength.

Now, Moke's understanding of the heavenly heart, it seems that the Buddha's power in his body has not changed, but the real combat power has soared too much. Now, his original soul is different from any creature in the flood and famine. It has turned into a holy seven-color, and he has found the source of the road in the dark, on which he has imprinted a trace of his own soul.

How to go next? Although the three saints vaguely pointed out a way for him, Moke had no practice at all. Moke could only rely on himself.

"Little guy..... You really understand the heart of heaven! The Xiaoyao Hall, the Holy World, and the River of Light are the blood sacrifices of saints, all belong to you. Go, the six reincarnations had collapsed ten years ago, and now the flood has begun to be chaotic. You have to grow up quickly in the disaster and turn the tide..." The old voice is getting weaker and weaker, and it seems that it is about to disappear.

"Wo..."

At this time, the Xiaoyao Hall where Moko was located quickly shrank and fell into Moke's palm. Similarly, the seemingly boundless river of light also quickly shrank and fell into his palm. A magnificent force swept Moke and shook again. Moke had fallen into the violent void.