Chapter 645 Good Health

His heart was extremely heavy. Moke felt in vain that the whole famine, hundreds of millions of creatures, and even saints seemed to be shrouded in an invisible net. He was a chess piece, a plaything, and the root of everything came from the mysterious primitive door!

What kind of big secret is hidden in this primitive gate?

Moke was in a trance and fell into a kind of meditation. At this moment, Hongjun said again, "The five declines of heaven and man are about to open. This time it will be different. I can feel that in the primitive door, there is an extremely magnificent original atmosphere of the road brewing, which is larger than when Taoist fruit was conceived. Many! Moreover, this Taoist fruit is the ninth Taoist fruit, which is in line with the extreme number of nine, and it is likely that there will be other changes.

"Amitabha... Senior, what are you going to do? After a moment of meditation, Moke asked.

"Naturally gives you a great creation! Take this Taoist fruit for you, little guy, don't forget that I am still the embodiment of the road at this moment, in line with the Taoist fruit! Although this ninth fruit may contain a big conspiracy, there is not only the origin of the road, but also at least three paths of creation, which will be of great benefit to you in the future. Hongjun opened his mouth and explained to Moke.

The ninth Taoist fruit, Hongjun mentioned this thing, and Moke was moved and afraid. There is no doubt that this is the most precious thing, but it may also hide a great conspiracy.

"Amitabha... Elder, I don't know what the spirit of creation is?

"This spirit is very mysterious. Although people can't find that opportunity to become a saint, its value is comparable to Hongmeng Ziqi! It is well known that the innate spiritual treasure is extremely precious, and the chaotic spiritual treasure is more precious. However, if the innate spiritual treasure is integrated into a spirit of creation, the power can directly catch up with the chaotic spiritual treasure, and if the chaotic spiritual treasure is integrated with the Hongmeng purple gas, it will undergo amazing changes and directly transform into a stronger weapon. It can't be described as a spiritual treasure, but a magic artifact!"

Hongjun continued to explain that each fruit contains a spirit of creation, which can be separated from the source of the road and integrated into the spiritual treasure, causing it to undergo a shocking transformation. In those years, Hongjun did not integrate the spirit of creation into the spiritual treasure, but placed it in a very ordinary innate spiritual treasure on the split treasure cliff. I don't know who had to leave.

Since there is an ocean of Taoism and the ocean of Buddha, according to Moke's guess, I'm afraid that the six saints will definitely integrate the spirit of creation into the spiritual treasure, causing it to transform and form a creation artifact.

Taoist fruit, the primitive door, the artifact of creation, these things are unreachable for some weak practitioners or mortals, and they are still busy with their own small profits. They are sad, and in the same way, they are happy.

At this moment, Moke deeply realized a truth that only by standing at a certain height can he see certain facts. And since you have seen a certain fact clearly, you must do what you can and try to break an invisible net in the dark.

"hehe..... Little guy, how do you feel now?

"Depression! Heavy! "Decisively!"

"Are you confident?"

"Amitabha... The little monk is determined!"

"Okay, good! Within a hundred years, there will be a catastrophe. At that time, you only need to do your best to make a living for the people of the wilderness. I will make a last effort to seize the great creation for you. Before that, I will completely pass on my manor to you..."

The bright light mass shook, in which a great force was emitted, which suddenly enveloped Moke, and a vast river-like mysterious practice method was transmitted. Finally, these magical secret methods merged into one, forming a mysterious secret magic power, one gasified three clear! According to Hongjun, four of his brothers met this secret method, and the method of sanctification of three corpses was also created by him.

In the wilderness, only when Pangu opened the world, an airflow burst out of his body and turned into three Qing, giving birth to three famous strong men, Yuanshi Tianzun, the master of Tongtian, and Laozi. Later, these three rumors all became saints.

Immediately after that, Moco was shrouded in another larger momentum.

Time flowed slowly. A whole month later, Moke woke up with a shock on his face.

He has obtained an extremely horrible practice method and has already known the path of its practice. This practice method does not cut off three corpses. Once it is first achieved, it can compete with ordinary saints, and then experience the terrible risk before it can vaporize the three clears and evolve the three bodies. This risk is nothing to Moke, because he is unique. With the help of God's will, he has evolved the innate three heads and six arms. As long as he reaches that height, he can operate a gasification three-clear magic power and can succeed. After that, Moke, who turned into three bodies, will practice the heart, body and magic power respectively. All three will reach a time when the three bodies are united and impact a higher level. Once successful, it will be indescribably horrible!

This method is simple to say, but in fact there are many difficulties. Even Hongjun's ancestor did not reach that level in those years. According to him, his master Chaoyuanling faintly took half a step.

The primitive door of terror is still slowly devouring the light mass transformed by Hongjun. After teaching Moke the secret method, Hongjun directly fell into a deep sleep. As for Moke, he felt that a force suddenly rejected him, and woke up again, and unexpectedly appeared on the top of the previous peak.

After waking up, Moke pondered slightly, and then stepped on his feet, and his figure had disappeared.

Still in Dongsheng Shenzhou, Moke first looked for a giant city controlled by Taoist gates. Through the Jiuding League, he knew what had happened recently. Then he made a plan to go to Beiju Luzhou to meet the Seven Princesses and others!

With the Buddha's land, Moke's whole body seemed to be integrated into the flood and famine. Every moment, it appeared in an extremely distant place. Just as he quickly approached Beiju Luzhou, he suddenly felt a unique breath tens of millions of miles ahead.

This breath was extremely charitable and close. As soon as it was caught by Moke, it immediately aroused the feeling of the fruit of wishes in his body, as if he had found a relative.

Moke has never encountered such a situation since his practice. Surprised, he directly flashed his body and quietly went to the place of induction.

Among countless ancient trees, there is a huge lake as blue, beautiful scenery, and islands dotted with stars. At this moment, a simple thatched hut is built by the lake. A barefoot charity monk is sitting cross-legged, 20 or 30 years old, with snow-white eyebrows Cheng gives people a sense of incomparable holiness, and he keeps reciting the scriptures. As he opens his mouth word by word, countless creatures around him are also reciting.

It's really amazing. These creatures are all fierce beasts, some of which are tigers and eagles, some turn into ferocious men, charming demons, etc., and their bodies are extremely strange. As they recited, a faint Buddha light emerged and wrapped around them, making these monsters converge, and there was a solemn taste of treasure.

"To all wisdom, all wisdom, all wisdom, get the dharasani samadhi. Live in the samadhi. All games are made of great power. Mature people do not rest for a while. There are no troubles and obstacles. Great compassion appears in all lands in all directions. Good can go against the infinite Buddha. Live in the empty realm without phase. Move and retreat for the benefit of all sentient beings. Do good deeds in all Buddha realms. Wisdom is boundless with emptiness. The samadhi is as subtle as the sea. My heart is not shaken like Mount Sumeru. Pure and urchinless is like a lotus flower. The heart is as kind and pure as Manibao. His heart is as bright as real gold..." The monk recited one by one, with a mysterious charm and power.

There is a faint white-gold light around him, which is extremely holy and bright, which is a kind of Buddha light.

"Roar... Damn bald donkey! I'm the second head of the rhinoceros. How dare you subdue my evil python lake demons, the four guardians, how can you follow him to recite those bullshit? Look at me!"

With a crash, the lake splashed everywhere, and a tall giant man like a giant tower rushed out, wearing black gold armor and holding a glowing gold mace. He roared out fiercely.

This giant is a giant demon in the early days of a golden fairy, and the weapon in his hand is even more extraordinary. He is a top-quality fairy weapon.

"Amitabha... Evil! You are too fierce, and you are addicted to killing countless creatures. You will devour nearly 100 mortals in one day and act as blood food. I, the Buddha, am compassionate, and the poor monks pass through this place. Naturally, I will subdue you and wait for you! Look at it!"

The monk raised his palm, and a Buddha-lighted King Kong pestle suddenly flew out of his body and hit the golden mace. At the same time, the King Kong pestle shook from afar and immediately imprisoned the great demon, and the endless Buddhist meditation songs were transmitted everywhere.

"Amitabha... All sentient beings have crossed, and the sea of suffering is boundless. Looking back is the shore, the Taoist field of bliss, a dream, all kinds of pains and troubles. Once they convert, they will all be relieved! Great general Zen method! Convert! Convert! Convert!...."

"Roar... The bald donkey has been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years. After all kinds of hardships, he has fought countless times. He is as strong and does not move. He has become a golden fairy. You want to transform me and dream!" The big man roared and showed a ferocious look on his face.

"It's sad! Sad! Falling demons can't extricate themselves. In this case, the poor monk will help you! Pudu Cihang, Pudu sentient beings..." The monk opened his mouth again, and his voice was simple, like a morning bell, like a dusk drum, washing people's hearts, making people hear it, and naturally, turning into the idea of conversion.