Mysterious World Tour

Chapter 121 Jin Chan and Ba Jie (Thanks to Shou Bai Lian Bu Hei for the 10,000-point reward)

Looking at the moonlight on the ground, the black-gray smoke that flew towards him disappeared in the moonlight, and Tan Mo couldn't help but fall into silence.

After a moment, he sat down cross-legged.

"I don't know who you are, whether it is my evil side, or the real me, but you died because of me, and I should recite this Rebirth Sutra for you."

Tan Mo began to recite the sutra.

After reading the sutra once, Tan Mo felt extremely complicated. He originally went to ask for an inheritance, thinking it was an opportunity, but it turned out to be a disaster, but he also took this opportunity to glimpse a corner of this world.

In this world, whether it is Yingchoujian or the world outside the chain, the immortals and Buddhas are probably no longer in existence.

The ancient Lotus Buddha is dead, leaving only the remnant soul that has turned into inheritance, continuing the final path of cultivation.

Tan Mo didn't want to explore what happened in this world. That would be too much for him. After all, people have a limited life span. If they don't return to the original state, they will be nothing but a pile of yellow earth after a hundred years.

Unless he swallowed the dragon ball and became immortal, otherwise, these things had nothing to do with him anyway.

But how could this dragon ball be easily obtained?

The white dragon was killed, and the dragon ball remained in the Dragon Palace. The soul of the dragon might also be there. And judging from the situation in this world, even if the soul of the white dragon is not dead, it is at the same level as the King of Ominousness.

Besides, can the words of this Lotus Ancient Buddha be trusted?

Tan Mo couldn't help but sigh lightly. He was almost dead and survived, which made him cautious again.

Originally, because of his own blood, the ability to control objects was played in his hands, and Tan Mo was indeed a little arrogant.

Tan Mo took off the cassock from himself to avoid some reactions after being exposed to the moonlight and being pulled into the inheritance of the Lotus Ancient Buddha. At this time, as the cassock was taken off, Tan Mo suddenly made a discovery.

He saw that there was actually a scripture on this cassock.

Looking at it, Tan Mo inadvertently recited it:

"One is to abstain from killing."

"Two is to abstain from stealing."

"Three is to abstain from sexual immorality."

"Four is to abstain from lying."

"Five is to abstain from drinking."

"Six is ​​to abstain from holding incense and flowers."

"Seven is to abstain from sitting or lying on a high bed."

"Eight is to abstain from eating at inappropriate times."

"Are these the eight precepts of Buddhism?" Tan Mo was stunned, and at this time, because he recited the scripture, his mind was a little dazed, and in the daze, Tan Mo saw a picture.

A monk whose face could not be seen clearly was preaching to an ugly man among green mountains and clear waters.

The magical thing is that Tan Mo heard the scripture clearly.

"This sutra is the Cicada Shedding Sutra, also known as the Mortal Shedding Sutra. There are nine levels. If you shed the nine levels, you can soar up to 90,000 miles and realize Bodhi. This is what I practiced in my previous life. I am passing it on to you now. I hope you will practice well, Bajie, and stop being greedy for glory and beauty."

After the voice fell, Tan Mo was shocked and woke up. He found that he had not moved around and was still in the wing room. In terms of time, only a few breaths had passed.

However, a scripture appeared clearly in his mind.

The Cicada Shedding Sutra, also known as the Mortal Shedding Sutra.

"This scripture..." Tan Mo looked unbelievable. To practice this scripture, you don't need any talent or spiritual roots at all. Any mortal has practiced it.

"If such a scripture is spread out..." Tan Mo couldn't help thinking so, but then he shuddered.

If this Cicada Shedding Sutra is spread out, although whether it can be practiced successfully is one thing, this scripture will be a terrible impact on the current spiritual world.

It can directly break the pattern of family bloodline inheritance.

By then, Tan Mo didn't think he would be regarded as a great hero in the spirit world because of this. He probably had a higher chance of being crushed to dust.

"Then, let's just keep quiet and make a fortune."

Thinking of this, Tan Mo decided that only he knew that if he could practice to the level of his master Da Mo monk before his death, he would be qualified to spread the Chan Xue Jing.

Tan Mo didn't practice immediately, but carefully put away his cassock and lay down to sleep.

It wasn't that he was too sleepy, but the practice of the Chan Xue Jing didn't require meditation and qi training, just silently recite the scriptures and observe the daily "eight precepts" to increase a level of skill.

Of course, this is based on the premise that the Chan Xue Jing can be successfully practiced.

So in order to practice successfully, Tan Mo decided to get up early tomorrow and think about it before practicing.

Nothing happened overnight. After getting up, Tan Mo didn't practice boxing and chanting as usual, but went to find Zhixing. As a result, this guy hadn't gotten up yet, but met Zhihui who had called for fellow Taoists to discuss Taoism yesterday.

"Junior Brother Ming Wuyan." Zhihui greeted with a smile.

"Hello, Senior Brother Zhihui."

"Junior Brother, I came to see Zhixing, but is there something?"

"I want to ask Senior Brother Zhixing what I need to do before worshiping Buddha in Wenqing Temple. I want to go to worship Buddha."

"As long as you are sincere, it will be fine. But there are some other rules in the temple. Since you asked, I will tell you." So Zhihui explained it in detail.

After listening, Tan Mo thanked him sincerely, and then parted with Zhihui. He returned to his room and concentrated his thoughts.

Soon, the pattern in the field of vision responded.

Sincerely pray + burn incense and bathe + recite the Eight Precepts, the success rate of practicing Chan She Jing + 50%.

Tan Mo couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Only 50% success rate?"

In his eyes, if the success rate of this thing is less than 100%, even if it is 99%, it will fail in the end. This 50% success rate completely indicates that the practice will fail in the end.

Tan Mo had to give up practicing for the time being. The practice of Chan Tui Jing is not a matter of perseverance. Once the practice is successful, the cultivation level will increase every day. If it is not successful, then it will never be able to enter.

Tan Mo felt that he needed an opportunity.

But now there is a more important thing. He has to go out and find his senior brother’s friend in Tongwen County.

He wanted to go back to Lotus Temple and tell his senior brother about the Fang family.

The old Taoist priest surnamed Fang is still in Lotus Temple. If he is dead, it’s okay. If he is not dead, Tan Mo has a hunch that this old Taoist priest is probably going to take the opportunity to cause trouble.

He solemnly paid homage to the Buddha in Wenqing Temple. After all, he had said it before, so he had to do the whole show. Tan Mo walked out of the temple and went to the place his senior brother said.

There were many people on the streets of Tongwen County, but there was also a smell of cow and horse manure.

Horse carriages and ox carts shuttled back and forth.

There were also people traveling in rickshaws, these were all wealthy families.

Tan Mo walked forward and passed by a meat stall, just in time to see a pig's head hung up by a butcher. The pig was thin and not big, so the pig's head was naturally not big either.

Tan Mo didn't care at first, but the pattern in his field of vision suddenly reacted.

Eat a pig's head, and the success rate of practicing the Chan Xue Jing will increase by 100%.

Tan Mo: "..."

Eat a pig's head?

Success rate +100%?

He blinked, what happened that year?