Ancient Gods

Mo Yang did not hesitate and walked directly towards the Samsara Tower.

After entering the Samsara Tower, the stone door slowly closed by itself. With a slight sound, the tower fell into darkness.

Just as Mo Yang entered the Samsara Tower, a figure in the distance silently looked at the direction of the Samsara Tower. It was a young monk, known as the most talented and enlightened person in the Buddhist sect at the moment, named Bai Fan.

"I actually came here!" Bai Fan muttered to himself, just frowned slightly, and then turned and walked away.

After Mo Yang entered the Samsara Tower, he saw a dark scene. Although Mo Yang knew very well that this was just an ancient tower, he spread his mind and felt that this was a vast and boundless space, as if there was no boundary.

Mo Yang's mind was tense and he walked slowly.

I don't know how long it took, the front was turbulent like water waves, the light flashed, and a few big words appeared. Mo Yang hurriedly stopped and looked at it. The four big words were called Three Life Samsara.

"There is a saying in the Buddhist sect, is there really reincarnation in the world?" Mo Yang said to himself.

After a few ancient characters dissipated, they turned into a picture, on which a vague figure appeared. His face was not clear, and the outlines of his facial features were extremely blurred, like a mist, but from his figure, Mo Yang recognized that it seemed to be the Star Emperor.

This made Mo Yang unbelievable. Although he was not sure about many things, he had always had many guesses, especially about his life experience. Now seeing the vague figure in the picture, Mo Yang was shocked.

Could this so-called reincarnation tower really reveal the secrets of heaven?

However, the figure of the Star Emperor only appeared for a moment and then dissipated, and from the beginning to the end, it seemed that there was an invisible force blocking him, and his face was not clear. If Mo Yang had not seen the marks left by the Star Emperor several times, he would probably not have recognized it.

The picture trembled and almost collapsed.

Mo Yang had heard some stories about those ancient supremes. Those strong men who reached the peak of martial arts were too powerful. Where they passed, they could erase all traces invisibly. There was no way to deduce their stories.

At this time, some blurred pictures began to appear in front of him, but they were too blurred. Even if Mo Yang stared at them intently, he couldn't see them clearly, like a mist.

After a while, his figure appeared in the picture. He was rescued by the four elders of Lingxu Sect and then brought back to Lingxu Sect. Everything before that seemed like a blank, as if it had never appeared.

What appeared afterwards was what he had experienced. The scene was very real. At this time, he was like a bystander, watching the past.

After ten years of darkness, he walked out of Lingxu Sect and went to Xuantian Holy Land...

The pictures flashed one after another, at a very fast speed, until he came to the Buddha Sect and walked into the Samsara Tower. The picture paused at this point, but after a moment, the paused picture began to flash again.

But Mo Yang did not see himself walk out of the so-called Ten Thousand Buddha Cliff, but several huge figures appeared on the screen, and wars were everywhere. It seemed that the whole world was in chaos, the sky seemed to be shattered, and the earth was sinking...

Mo Yang was horrified. What he saw seemed to be millions of people falling in a pool of blood. The several senior brothers and sisters he had seen died tragically without exception. There was also Er Gouzi, whose body seemed to be shattered.

There was also Yu Yao from Xuantian Holy Land, standing on the broken Holy Maiden Peak, swallowed by a sharp sword that fell from the sky. All the people who appeared were people who had been related to him, and it seemed that no one was spared.

The picture was extremely clear, just like what happened in front of him, and it was indescribably real.

Watching those figures fall, Mo Yang's eyes were red, and murderous intent was in his heart. The hatred hidden in his heart seemed to be pulled out in an instant, because in the picture he seemed to see his former master, who was broken and fell in a pool of blood in despair in order to fight for a glowing holy grass.

"Demons are born from the heart!"

A sigh sounded in the Samsara Tower, followed by the sound of chanting. At first, the sound was very small and vague. After a moment, it was like a drum beating, as if it was right next to him. Mo Yang felt a sharp pain in his ears. The chanting sound was like a huge hammer swinging in his mind, as if it was going to destroy his consciousness.

At the same time, Mo Yang saw bloody mouths appearing around him, as if they were about to swallow him at any time.

Mo Yang's mind was stabbing, and he felt that his consciousness was about to blur. He hurriedly recited the Star Emperor Sutra. After an unknown period of time, Mo Yang felt a chill all over his body. The Star Emperor Tower trembled slightly in his dantian, and a ray of light flowed out, which made him sober up instantly.

After opening his eyes, there was an endless sea of ​​blood in front of him.

"Is this an illusion?" Mo Yang was shocked.

However, he urged his true energy and raised his hand to cut out a sword, which actually splashed a large amount of blood, and he could clearly smell a pungent smell of blood.

At this time, a stone tablet appeared in front of him, with two sentences engraved on it, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back and you will find the shore!"

Mo Yang wanted to curse at this time, because when he looked back, he found that there was also a boundless sea of ​​blood behind him. He hurriedly turned back, and the stone tablet had disappeared.

"There is no shore to turn back, why turn back!" Mo Yang forced himself to calm down, looking at the endless sea of ​​blood and sighed: "The so-called divine nature and devil nature are nothing but human nature!"

"Senior sister once asked me what is right and wrong. I think right is right, and wrong is wrong. This world is a sea of ​​suffering, and everyone is struggling. I have my own shore in my heart. Cultivators go against the will of heaven. No matter there is a shore ahead, there is no turning back in life, so why should I turn back!"

Mo Yang closed his eyes and sighed, his heart completely calmed down, and then he did not open his eyes, just step forward.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes, the previous sea of ​​blood had disappeared without a trace, and there was a huge Buddha statue in front of him.

The Buddha statue is connected to a long stone road, and there are two green lamps next to the Buddha statue. At first glance, the scene is a bit weird.

Mo Yang did not stop, and walked slowly towards the Buddha statue, but no matter how he walked, it seemed that the distance between him and his Buddha statue did not change. Looking up, he seemed to be standing in the same place.

At the same time, outside the Samsara Tower, Er Gouzi was silently guarding here, because a full day had passed, and there was still no movement in the stone tower.

The middle-aged monk was also standing not far away, with a trace of doubt on his face. After Mo Yang entered the Samsara Tower, the stone door of the stone tower had not been opened, but a long time had passed.

In the past, some people had come to the Samsara Tower and the Ten Thousand Buddha Cliff, but without exception, they retreated from the stone door after a few hours. The middle-aged monk was puzzled. Mo Yang had such a strong desire to kill, and his hands were stained with countless blood, why could he stay in the Samsara Tower for so long.