Mysterious World Tour

Tan Mo's condition was a bit strange at the moment. It was not bad, but a bit too good.

The cause of the incident started from the moment he picked up Huo'er and cast the Wanhua Magic Sutra on her.

There was no strange phenomenon or spiritual power fluctuation when the Wanhua Magic Sutra was cast. Only a trace of wonderful rhythm was produced, like a string of a piano, which spread to the surroundings at this moment.

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Then, a pale white light spot appeared in Tan Mo's field of vision.

This light spot looked like it was desperately running away when it saw him.

Out of curiosity, Tan Mo tried to touch it.

It was easy to touch.

Then the light spot dissipated at once.

But then, in Tan Mo's mind, various strange pictures began to emerge.

The first one was a picture standing above the nine heavens.

Above the clouds, looking up and down, there are fairy islands floating around, and there are faint sounds of string music coming slowly.

Tan Mo listened to the pleasant string music, and his mind suddenly became dazed.

Then, he found that he seemed to be guarding the door.

Guarding the door?

Tan Mo looked carefully and found that he was wearing a strange outfit, and there was a group of people dressed similarly to him near him.

Tan Mo looked for a while and barely understood that he seemed to be guarding the entrance gate of a fairy island.

Thinking of this, Tan Mo finally realized that he seemed to be a soldier guarding the door.

Then, the picture suddenly changed.

Tan Mo found that he was on a mountain.

At this moment, on this mountain, there was a king of a small country, facing him, paying homage with great ceremony, and offering precious fruits and dishes. Surrounding him were beautiful women with graceful figures, dancing gracefully.

Tan Mo looked around and suddenly realized that in this picture, he was still the gatekeeper of the fairy island.

However, compared with the previous picture, he was extremely humble last time, but this time, his identity seemed high and mighty!

This change in identity made Tan Mo, who was incarnated, subconsciously produce a greedy thought, and couldn't help thinking-he also wanted to be flattered, instead of being humble and only guarding the gate of a fairy island!

With the birth of this thought, the picture that Tan Mo saw changed again.

This time, it was the magnificent and beautiful fairy islands that were constantly collapsing, and an invisible terror was spreading between heaven and earth.

That was the sky full of immortals and gods falling.

One by one, they fell from the heaven like dumplings, and even if they tried their best to escape, they could not escape the poisonous hand. The unknowable and unappearable thing has come with the avenue!

The blood of immortals and demon gods splashed everywhere, making the world look like a bloody rain.

No one was spared!

Immortals and gods were bleeding!

Tan Mo was still the soldier this time.

When he saw this scene, a strong sense of fear surged from the depths of his heart, and at the same time, a very happy thought arose in his heart!

You who are high above will also die!

You will also fear death!

As this thought came into being, the picture that Tan Mo saw changed again.

A tentacle with corrosive power fell from the sky.

Then, "he" survived.

"He" didn't know whether it was the tentacle that saved him or "he" was lucky, so "he" hid. "He" had a humble status in the heaven, but he was also a first-class immortal god. "He" had a very long life span. As long as he hid, "he" could live for a long time!

The picture that Tan Mo saw turned into a bright world.

Although this world was incomplete, it was thriving.

This time, Tan Mo did not feel that he had become the soldier in the picture, so he started looking for him. It was not until the picture suddenly changed that Tan Mo saw the man.

The man was still dressed as a heavenly soldier, and now he was lying in a coffin.

The face of this heavenly soldier had changed from being young to being old, with wrinkles all over his face.

Then, Tan Mo felt like he had transformed again.

He seemed to have become the person in the coffin.

The heavenly soldier had not yet completely died. The immortality material was exhausted, and the cultivation method passed down by the heavenly court was unable to continue. "He" needed to find a new way to immortality on his own, but "he" had limited qualifications and was not enough to support "him" to open up a new way to immortality.

His life span was almost exhausted, and all he could do was lie in the coffin and wait for death.

Perhaps thousands of years later, this would become a fairy coffin.

However, in this coffin, as time passed, "he" began to gradually become hesitant from being ready to die, and finally became afraid in his heart that was difficult to suppress.

Then, "he" broke out of the coffin.

Having not eaten for too long, "he" wanted to eat something very much.

At this time, two new Mo Ce realms in this world came to "him" together, with the purpose of exploring the immortal coffin in this place.

"He" became angry for no reason and killed the two Mo Ce realms.

Having survived the collapse of the Heavenly Court, his strength was not comparable to those who had just entered the Mo Ce realm. Even if these two Mo Ce realms joined forces, they were not "his" opponents.

Then, "he" ate the two Mo Ce realms.

Even "he" himself couldn't figure out why he suddenly behaved like that, just like a wild beast in the forest, he needs to hunt when he is hungry.

And after eating these two unpredictable realms, "he" suddenly found that because his life span was exhausted, some vitality appeared intermittently in his body, which was supported by the power of the immortal spirit.

"His" longevity actually increased a little.

"He" can live again, but "he" is not very happy.

The scene ends abruptly at this point.

It took a while after the scene ended for Tan Mo to recover from the state of transforming into an immortal.

He exhaled slowly.

Although it was just a picture that appeared in his mind, the "sense of substitution" was so strong that Tan Mo almost thought he was that heavenly soldier.

The power of the unpredictable realm is truly unpredictable.

The person who wants to seize the body fire is actually the soul of an unpredictable immortal Buddha...

When Tan Mo thought about this, he sat cross-legged and began to chant sutras.

He is adjusting his condition.

Although what Tan Mo saw was only a memory image that survived from the true spirit of the immortal Buddha, the perception of heaven and earth in it was also integrated into Tan Mo's state of mind, giving him an unprecedented understanding. Enlightenment.

The spiritual power in his body seemed to be boiling now, constantly devouring the last bit of Buddhist power in his body.

Foli was quickly devoured.

"Neither birth nor death, neither dirt nor purity, neither increase nor decrease..." The sound of the scriptures also stopped abruptly.

Tan Mo opened his eyes, the gaze in his eyes was inexplicably deep.

He stood up.

At this time, there was an indescribable but extremely strong impulse deep in my heart.

This impulse began to appear as his own spiritual power strengthened.

Tan Mo thought for a while, but followed his uncontrollable intention, walked out of the house, looked up at the sky where the morning light was already shining, and then let himself go.

At this moment, extremely strong spiritual power fluctuations surged out of Tan Mo.

Spiritual power fluctuations are invisible and qualityless.

But at this moment, Tan Mo's spiritual power fluctuations manifested their essence, like streaks of glazed golden light rising into the sky, making Tan Mo at this moment look like the birth of a true Buddha.

Boom!

There was no thunder and lightning, but such a sound suddenly appeared.

It was deafening and numb all over.

Originally, the sky was white and the sky was already bright, but as Tan Mo's body surged with spiritual power, the entire sky fell into darkness again.

He was groggy, as if someone was holding a black curtain to cover the sky.

It's like it's late at night again.

After nine breaths, the sky suddenly changed and returned to the way it had been with the morning light.

Tan Mo took back his mind.

"I see!"

As soon as this sound fell, Tan Mo's cultivation level broke through the bottleneck, and he suddenly stepped into the sixth and ninth levels.

The state of great perfection!

However, Tan Mo's improvement in cultivation did not stop there.

For his senior brother Lotus Monk, Tan Mo quietly stepped into the Three Talents Realm, which was as difficult to open as a heavenly palace.

In the realm of three talents, the yin and yang interact with each other and form the holy fetus.

Sympathizing with yin and yang is observing the world.

The holy fetus is the fruit of the Tao.

"Namo Amitabha!" Tan Mo announced the Buddha's name, and the aura in his body was like a bamboo that suddenly grew, rising steadily.

Sancai is on the second floor.

"Namo Amitabha!" Tan Mo proclaimed the Buddha's name again, and his cultivation level improved again.

The third level of the Three Talents Middle Realm.

Tan Mo raised his head slightly, looked at the rising sun, and once again chanted the name of Buddha.

Finally, Tan Mo's aura slowly stopped amidst the constant roaring and fluctuations of spiritual power.

At this moment, Tan Mo's spiritual power fluctuated all over, and traces of Buddhist charm had appeared.

This is the eighth level of the Three Talents Realm!

Going one step further, Tan Mo is one of the Three Saints.

"Namo..."

Tan Mo had an expressionless face and clasped his hands together, but this time he did not pronounce the complete Buddha's name.

"If I want nothing, this day... must not exist! This is - Wutian!" Because a man who looked exactly like Tan Mo, but with a gentle smile suddenly walked out of Tan Mo and said so.

Tan Mo glanced at him, still expressionless.

He just said: "The third demon spirit."

…

This is a quiet stretch of water, the water is so clear that you can see the palace under the water at a glance.

This is the Dragon Palace.

A terrifying place that swallowed countless lives.

With the death of the original insider, no one knows about this place.

No one can find it now.

There are dragons in this dragon palace.

But that is the Bone Dragon that no one can see!

The Dragon Palace is not big, but the white-bone dragon is so big that its head protrudes from the Dragon Palace.

The white-bone dragon sunk at the bottom of the water suddenly raised its head as the sky continued to be dark for nine breaths. A pair of ferocious eyes seemed to appear in the empty eye holes, and the vicious energy surged out like waves, and the overwhelming evil energy, All of a sudden, he rushed out of the Dragon Palace and turned into billowing smoke, covering the sky and the sun!

Then, the white-bone dragon stretched out its dragon claws that had turned into white bones, and the water palace shook. The white-bone dragon was about to rush out of the dragon palace!

It's going to stop this celestial change!

However, the moment the White Bone Dragon rushed out of the water palace, the White Bone Dragon's figure paused and then stopped moving.

It is very unwilling.

However, it has failed.

The destiny of Mahakala is completely revived.

The three words Yingchoujian have disappeared. In everyone's memory, it was replaced in an instant. It's like this place is called Mahakala from beginning to end.

And no one remembers these three words "Yingchoujian" anymore.

The battle between avenues is the most cruel.

What's more, trying to usurp the Tao Fruit?

The moment it fails, it will be wiped out.

A dragon roar suddenly resounded through the sky.

The body is turned into white bones and can no longer make a sound. This is the groan of the heaven and earth for it, and it is also the death knell that is sounded, which means that this white-bone dragon will be destroyed in both form and spirit.

The furious White Bone Dragon turned into pieces of broken bones and suddenly fell down.

This time, it completely turned into a dead thing.

There will never be another moment of movement!

"Buddha... Xiaolong realized his mistake." An extremely weak voice suddenly appeared in the water, but it was destined that no one could hear it.

Not to mention that no one would know that there was a daring heavenly dragon that coveted the Tao Fruit left by the Buddha.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

A white figure suddenly set foot in this water area after the Bone Dragon died.

"You are indeed here."

With a chuckle, Zizun's figure emerged.

The white figure suddenly turned around and looked at Zizun. On a face that was neither male nor female, a pair of cyan eyes were particularly chilling.

It was as if there was something terrifying hidden in those blue eyes.

…

"It's me, you guessed it." The monk said with a smile on his face, "But compared to me, Ming Wuyan, you are more suitable to be called a demon. Look at me, how bright my smile is. ,nice?"

"The young monk is not a joker, why are you laughing?" Tan Mo had a dull face, refusing to admit the fact that he had facial paralysis.

"Haha." The third demon chuckled twice, then looked at Tan Mo and said extremely seriously: "You call me a demon and call me the third demon, but in fact, you are the real demon. . You are the devil!"

"These words sound so familiar. I think I heard it from some idiot." Tan Mo continued to look at the third demon with a dull face.

The smiles of the three demon spirits froze. He looked straight at Tan Mo. After a while, he showed his signature gentle smile again and said: "The first demon spirit is not mature yet and is in that place. It is inevitable that he will be affected by some things." The interference affects you and makes you unable to express what you want to express correctly. I think that place will not feel strange to you, right?"

"It's very strange." Tan Mo said honestly.

The third demon spirit's smile froze again, and its eyes once again became straight at Tan Mo.

Tan Mo still had a dull face, looking unmoved.

The third demon spirit seemed to take a few deep breaths, and then said: "We are one, can't we be honest with each other? Although one of us is destined to die, there is no need for enemies, right? After all, I am you, you It’s me too!”

"Xiao Monk doesn't like men." Tan Mo still had a dull face.

The third demon spirit's smile froze again.

Forget it, why are you talking so much nonsense to this little bald donkey? Just do it!

The third demon rolled up his sleeves.