Honghuang: Rebirth of Lingzhu, I am the leader of the Western Cult

Flood famine, Western Continent.

A figure walked out of Mount Meru.

Shuttle between mountains and haunt rivers.

Sometimes it is in the wind and rain, and sometimes it is covered with stars and the moon.

Sometimes it sinks into the mountains and falls into the ground, and sometimes it wanders the peaks and appears on the surface.

This Tsing Yi figure is really strict.

The West is barren, the leylines are broken, and the spirit is missing.

He traveled to the West, not only to increase his knowledge and collect treasures, but also to repair the leylines and reunite his spiritual opportunities.

It is not only the practice of enlightenment, but also the accumulation of merits.

900 years of repair, 100 years of travel.

Repair a land, and cut off part of the creation on the land.

In order to repay the cause and effect, it is quite wonderful to have both money and goods.

That's 6,000 years.

Moyan repaired six leylines and traveled 600,000 miles.

Along the way, he had mixed feelings.

He knew that the West was barren, but he didn't expect it to be so barren.

Of the 600,000 miles of mountains and rivers, he only saw hundreds of millions of beasts, and there were only tens of thousands of cultivated beings, most of whom were born after tomorrow, and there were very few innate beings.

600,000 miles of mountains and rivers, some areas have no grass, and the spiritual wit is exhausted, like a Jedi; some areas look lush, but the innate spiritual grass is scarce, and the acquired elixir is scarce.

600,000 miles of mountains and rivers, he rarely encountered the spiritual mountains, most of the mountains and rivers have thin spiritual energy, the lower grade spiritual land is scarce, the middle grade spiritual land is difficult to achieve, the flood and wilderness clan is nowhere to be seen, and the West is collectively disliked.

Mo Yan had heard his master say that Jin Xian was already a strong man in the West, and he was half-skeptical in the past, but now he is convinced.

6,000 years of sun and moon, 600,000 miles.

He had never met a single golden immortal.

Xuan Immortals are not more than a hundred, true immortals are difficult to reach thousands, and Heavenly Immortals are not more than 10,000.

At this moment, Mo Yan had a deep understanding of Master's Zhunti and developed a strong reverence for his actions, and he also understood why Master's Zhun Ti and his master's guidance were able to become holy, and why Buddhism flourished.

In addition to the fact that they are the masters of the West, they have great luck and great karma, because of the original Dao Demon War, Hongjun Dao Ancestor owes the West great cause and effect, because heaven and earth need to be guided and quasi-mentioned to repair the earth's leylines and restore their spiritual opportunities, because they have great perseverance, great aspirations and great merits.

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On this day, Mo Yan had just repaired the seventh leyline and gathered the spiritual opportunity, when suddenly on a whim, he flew out of the leyline, soared through the clouds, turned into a blue light, and flew in the direction of the sense.

A few days later, he descended on an ordinary mountain.

The aura of this mountain is thin, it is very common in the West, and it doesn't seem to be peculiar, but Mo Yan has already cultivated in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, and he won't believe that he will have a whim for no reason.

He let go of the Yuan Shen and carefully explored the mountain, not letting go of any corner, wandering for months, and finally made a discovery.

He should be in a hidden illusion, and with that in mind, Moyan pondered the reason for his whim.

He first took out the nine-grade white lotus, and saw that there was no reaction, and he manifested the immortal Dao Qingyun, a lush green bamboo towering to the sky, full of mysterious and mysterious Dao rhyme, filled with endless vitality, blooming vast and pure divine light.

Only the white lotus and his own ontological cultivation are precious, or the great avenue he has cultivated, and now he can only try one after another.

Sure enough!

After the appearance of the Innate Spiritual Root Pure Heart Bamboo, the sense of whim became even stronger, and there was a secret fluctuation in the void, which was instantly captured by Mo Yan, and he raised his hand and threw out a majestic mountain, which was the phantom of Mount Meru.

Boom!

The illusion shattered, and the mountain in front of him collapsed.

The scene changed, and Mo Yan suddenly found himself in a towering mountain, but at this time, most of the area collapsed, the mountains were in disarray, and the boundless evil qi was swirling.

He stepped on the nine-rank white lotus, protected his body with endless pure immortal light, purified the divine light and opened the way, flew towards the depths, and finally landed in front of an innate great array.

Mo Yan has been sitting in this place for hundreds of years, using two purposes, while purifying the evil qi and clearing the filth of this mountain, while participating in the Great Array of Enlightenment.

After he thoroughly figured out this big array, he stepped on the mysterious steps, landed on the formation node step by step, and entered the inside of the formation.

Fortunately, this large array only has the effect of concealment, gathering spirits and confusion, otherwise, Mo Yan would not dare to trespass.

Through the large array, a rich aura and surging vitality came to the face, making its pores open, extraordinarily comfortable, open your eyes, full of vitality, this place is narrow, only a congenital spirit lake and a heavenly spirit bamboo, but the aura is not as thick as the cave heaven blessed land.

Mo Yan flew to the depths of the Spirit Lake, looked at the orange and yellow spirit bamboo in front of him, and understood that this was the thing that made him whim, and he tried to imprint the Yuan Shen into it to obtain a lot of information.

"Heaven is impermanent, blessings and disasters are unpredictable, and the predecessors are good!".

He bowed to the spiritual bamboo in front of him, and Mo Yan's expression was embarrassed.

It turns out that this spiritual bamboo is the best innate spiritual root: bitter bamboo.

In the last era, Lingzhi was born, but because of the Great War between the Three Clans and the Dao Demons, the Lingshan where it was located suffered a catastrophe, the boundless evil qi corroded, the leylines were completely shattered, the spiritual power was seriously lost, and the Bitter Bamboo Spiritual Sense was also severely damaged.

In order to protect himself, Kuzhu covered up the incomplete spiritual mountain with an illusion, and then shrunk the innate array to protect himself and delay the loss of spiritual energy.

However, after a long time, because the grade of the Spirit Mountain continued to fall, only the Innate Spirit Lake was left to barely provide the spiritual opportunity

The bitter bamboo spiritual consciousness was seriously injured, and it was not nourished enough, coupled with the erosion of the evil qi in the mountains, it could not survive after all, and disappeared in the years, and even the body was injured.

Mo Yan was attracted to it because the leyline he repaired happened to be near the Broken Spirit Mountain, and it was sensed by the bitter bamboo.

is also an innate spirit bamboo, he turned into a form again, and the unwilling residual thoughts remaining in the body of the bitter bamboo spiritual consciousness attracted him, and after the imprint of the Moyan Yuan Shen entered the bitter bamboo, the residual thoughts finally completely dissipated.

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Next to the Innate Spirit Lake, Mo Yan was in a complicated mood.

He can understand the unwillingness of Kuzhu's predecessors.

The innate spiritual root is blessed, and the higher the grade, the more difficult it is to give birth to spiritual consciousness, and the more difficult it is to transform into a shape.

Especially the best innate spirit root, it is even more difficult.

Every birth is a great creation.

It's a pity that he was born too late, and his luck was not good, so he finally practiced to the consummation of Taiyi Golden Immortal, as long as he stepped into the threshold of Daluo, he could transform into a shape, but he was too close to the center of the Dao Demon War, and he was jealous of the heavens, and he didn't survive the catastrophe of the years, so he could only die.

Looking at the bitter bamboo, Mo Yan already had a plan in his heart.

It's just that he didn't act immediately.

After all, this place is not Mount Meru, walking outside, everything is careful, Mo Yan first put away the bitter bamboo, and then took away the congenital spirit lake and its springs, it took thousands of years, repaired the spiritual veins in this place, and after the cause and effect were concluded, he turned into a retreat and returned to Mount Meru.