Mysterious World Tour

"Leakage-free Pass?" Tan Mo's eyes moved slightly. He was indeed the destiny transformed from the corpse of Zhiwo Evil. He actually mastered the magical power of Leakage-free Pass. Fortunately, he still had one more trick.

"Have you heard of the Wu Tian Sutra?" Tan Mo looked at Wu Tian Taoist and deliberately said slowly.

Wu Tian Taoist looked at Tan Mo and said nothing.

He had just fallen into danger because of Tan Mo's words. How could he be fooled and speak again at this time? He spoke just now just to shock Tan Mo's mind and disrupt Tan Mo's Buddhist power fluctuations, so as not to be suppressed by Tan Mo all the time.

And if he really reached the point of being completely suppressed, he had no choice but to self-destruct.

There was no hope of escaping, so he could only strive to die together.

"This little monk knows the Wu Tian Sutra." Seeing that he didn't say a word, Tan Mo continued to speak on his own.

Wu Tian Taoist's expression could not help but move slightly.

Wu Tian Sutra, he couldn't not care!

That is the advanced version of Wu Tian Dao Jing, and also the evolution of the most perfect state of Wu Tian Dao Jing, just like the leak-free pass, it is flawless and perfect.

"In addition to Wu Tian Zhen Jing, I also know a trick of Wu Tian Zhen Jing. Speaking of this Wu Tian Zhen Jing, I got it from the Taoist priest. In this case, I would like to ask the donor to see this trick." Tan Mo said this deliberately. The Taoist priest he mentioned was naturally not the Wu Tian Daoist in front of him, but the real Wu Tian Daoist.

The Wu Tian Daoist who had no success in his early years of practice and had to go home to inherit the huge family wealth.

Then the word donor was used to address the Wu Tian Daoist in front of him.

Wu Tian Dao Ren's face changed drastically, and he blurted out: "Have you cultivated to be lawless?"

"That's right - lawless! Wu Tian!"

When Tan Mo finished speaking, his figure disappeared instantly, and then the area of ​​ten miles turned into a golden glass world, directly covering Wu Tian Dao Ren. Endless Buddhist rhymes came from all directions, interweaving into mysterious golden lines.

One after another, Buddha's phantoms appeared, and faintly, the sound of endless chanting came from the void.

"Namo Amitabha!"

"The Buddha Kingdom in the Palm!" Wu Tian Dao Ren's face changed, and then he smiled bitterly.

He knew that he had lost.

Moreover, he was defeated very thoroughly. He could already feel the familiar power of destiny condensed and formed in this little monk.

Immediately, he resolutely exploded.

In the battle of the Unpredictable Realm, it has never mattered whether to win or lose, but only life and death.

Wu Tian Dao Ren died.

Tan Mo was naturally unscathed, his telepathy was so strange.

But Tan Mo did not feel relieved at this moment, because at this moment, the power of destiny that had just condensed in him suddenly left him, and then gradually condensed into a figure similar to him in front of him.

A little golden light fell, turning into a nine-grade lotus platform that bloomed.

The figure then sat cross-legged on it.

"Namo Amitabha!" The figure put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

Tan Mo looked at the figure in doubt.

Because the aura of this figure is 50% to 60% similar to that of the Wu Tian Taoist who just exploded and died!

"Ming Wuyan, I am the corpse that holds me, not the Mahakala destiny that I turned into later, and I am not the Wu Tian Taoist who just died." At this time, the figure spoke.

Tan Mo thought for a while, then asked woodenly: "Are you the same as the evil ghost?"

"You can understand it this way, but if you are serious, it is actually four words - specious. Because I have more autonomy than the evil corpse. The evil corpse is like you and everything is up to you. Let's get back to the point. You can see me now. I think it's because the destiny of the Mahakala that I will transform into later has failed? This is what I expected. Once I get greedy, I will no longer be me, but a demon."

Tan Mo didn't expect that this Wu Tian Zhiwo Evil Corpse would become the Mahakala. Before his death, he had expected such a scene, but he also saw that this figure seemed to be talking to him across the long river of time, so he asked: "Then why are you showing up now?"

"Ming Wuyan, I am showing up just to ask you a question I asked you when I fought you in ancient times. Are you willing to convert to my Buddha?" This figure said, and then stood up. The face that looked like Tan Mo suddenly became lively, and the eyes seemed to penetrate from the long river of time.

Tan Mo was still expressionless when he was looked at like this. He said: "Convert? My Buddha?"

As these two words fell, some pictures seemed to appear in his mind, but Tan Mo could not remember these pictures at all, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

So he was silent for a moment, then asked: "Since you have converted to Buddhism, where is the Buddha waiting for me to convert?"

"The Buddha is naturally in my heart."

Tan Mo frowned slightly. He was very dissatisfied with this general answer, so he asked: "If there is Buddha, there will be demons, so where is the demon?"

"Demon, you have conquered the demon, where does the demon come from?" The figure suddenly answered loudly at this time.

Like a morning bell!

Tan Mo's mind was shocked, and his eyes suddenly bloomed with dazzling light. At this moment, his stiff face seemed to be reborn, as if some ancient forbidden curse had been lifted, and the corners of his mouth curled up, and then he smiled.

"Yes, I have conquered the demon, so where did the demon come from?" Tan Mo whispered to himself. He turned his head and looked at the Buddha Kingdom in his palm that never disappeared. At present, he had disconnected his mind and soul from the Yongquan acupoint. His cultivation had already fallen to the sixth level of the Guiyi upper realm, but the Buddha Kingdom was still there, so...

He immediately understood that this Buddha Kingdom in his palm was probably a cocoon for himself.

However, Tan Mo had already made up his mind, so he asked: "What benefits will I get after I convert, and what do I need to do?"

"The benefit is that from now on, there will be no second ancestor Ming Wuyan, no World Honored One Wu Tian, ​​only the little monk Ming Wuyan in this life!"

"And what you need to do is to continue what World Honored One Wu Tian has not done yet! Accept the regretful marriage of World Honored One Wu Tian!"

"Ming Wuyan, then, are you willing to convert to my Buddha?"

Tan Mo looked at this figure, and his smile became even bigger. Then he put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name: "Namo Amitabha, I, the little monk Ming Wuyan, am willing to convert to my Buddha!"

"Namo Amitabha!"

The face of this figure also showed a smile, and then this figure scattered like a group of fragments, along with this ninth-grade golden lotus and this Buddha country in the palm of your hand.

Tan Mo looked around, and there was a mess around him, which was caused by the self-explosion of Wu Tian Taoist. Mountains and rivers collapsed, grass and trees turned to ashes, water stopped flowing, and birds, beasts, fish and shrimp turned to dry bones.

Tan Moxin sighed and looked at the sky.

The sky was the same as before.

The previously vague memory was now clear.

He opened his mouth to speak, but when the words came to his lips, he held them back and changed his mouth to chant softly: "When I was a child, I looked up at the stars and could pick them with my hands. Now I am seven feet tall, and the sky is too high to reach."