I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

Qianyuan Realm, Buddha Realm.

The place called the land of the Buddha by the living beings in the real world, the four ancient temples of Buddhism are all located in this area, the Buddha's light is immeasurable, radiating hundreds of realms in all directions, every inch of land here is faintly exuding the Buddha's light.

Antai, tranquility, and peace are the main themes here.

"Amitabha!"

A monk wearing a white monk robe with an extraordinary handsome face walked slowly through the bustling streets. With every step, there were light spots converging into golden lotus flowers under his feet. There was divine light flowing on his body surface, and the Buddha light rising from the back of his head. .

Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, the noisy street suddenly became quiet.

"Ah! This is the eminent monk of the Holy Buddha Temple!"

"It's Master Mingjing, I've seen Master Mingjing before!"

"Master Mingjing!"

Everyone cast respectful glances at Mingjing and saluted respectfully. People who live on this land are protected by many Buddhist schools, so they all love and respect Buddha. For example, Master Mingjing of the Holy Buddha Temple is a natural born Buddha. It spread.

Mingjing smiled at the corner of her mouth, folded her hands together, and nodded to everyone, with a peaceful demeanor, making one feel like a spring breeze.

The reputation of Buddhism in this world is very good, and there is no such thing as the so-called bad reputation of poisoning the people. This is also related to the fact that all the monks practice Buddhism.

Buddhist monks can pass through the world safely by swallowing the aura of heaven and earth, so why do they need to enclose land and raise people in captivity to support themselves?

As for the yellow and white things like gold and silver, they couldn't get into the eyes of Buddhist monks, and the treasures of heaven and earth they pursued couldn't have anything to do with ordinary people.

There is no conflict of interest, and Buddhist monks also enter the world to save people. As far as the practice of merit is concerned, it will benefit these common people without any harm. Naturally, they will be respected and loved by all living beings.

Today's Mingjing is no longer the little monk who was sympathetic to all living beings in the ancient world but was helpless, but has grown into a well-known Mingjing master with profound Dharma!

During Mingjing's strides, it seemed as if the ground was shrinking into an inch, but in a moment, he left the bustling city and came to the foot of the incomparably mysterious Mount Sumeru.

At a glance, the mountain seems to be very large, but also very small, and the rotation between the very large and the small is indeterminate. The shape changes, all have a mind, it is a sacred mountain handed down by Buddhism since ancient times.

The Holy Buddha Temple stands on this mountain.

Mingjing's eyes were slightly closed, the Buddha's light was shining, and he pinched the mysterious Buddha's seal with his hand and pointed out, the void shrouded by the supreme formation suddenly rippled, and Mingjing stepped into it one step at a time.

"Master Uncle Mingjing is back!"

"I've met Uncle Mingjing!"

Along the way, the junior monks of the Holy Buddha Temple all respected and saluted Mingjing, and the peers they met also greeted him happily, which shows his popularity.

Leaving aside all fellow monks, Mingjing returned to her small courtyard, sat cross-legged behind closed doors, and recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!"

The thoughts then escaped into the spiritual altar, the soul entrenched in the center of the Divine Sea, the pure white Buddha light lingered, and the sounds burst out, with endless bright, upright and holy meanings filling the entire space of the Divine Sea.

Tick--

There was an inexplicable sound of water droplets, and ripples suddenly appeared in front of Mingjing, like a disturbed mirror of a pool of water.

A reflection slowly appeared on the "water surface" under Mingjing,

Dark, evil, the breath is completely opposite to the bright and clean soul, like the two sides of light and dark.

"Little monk Mingjing!"

"Moro!"

The light and shadow flowed, and the entire bright and clean Shenhai world suddenly turned upside down. The dark and evil reflection instantly turned virtual into reality, while the clear and clean soul became an illusory reflection under the water.

"Hehe, I met you Mingjing, but I don't know if it's my good luck or bad luck!"

Mo Luo looked gloomy, and the inverted "卍" characters between the eyebrows were extremely black and deep, and strange black and white chains spread down from the body, closely connected with the clear reflection in the water.

In the ancient world, when he met the madman Ji, he knew that he would not be able to escape. He had fought Ji once a long time ago, and it was a disastrous defeat!

Countless years later, when he stood face to face with the fierce again, and even felt the danger of mortal death, he suddenly realized in his heart that the realm of fierce rules had far surpassed him, and he could be completely obliterated.

"Hmph! Fierce, you can grow so fast, don't you rely on the prestige of Ji Dao Zhong?"

"A true ancient artifact, indeed extraordinary!"

Thinking of the unpleasant past, Mo Luo's expression suddenly sank. He was destined to die that day, but it was a coincidence that Ming Jing, a natural Buddha, existed in the ancient world, which gave him the possibility to use forbidden techniques to steal his life.

Who is he Moro! ?

It is not so easy to kill a fierce man who has entered and exited the mother river dozens of times and still maintains his true self!

But this little Mingjing monk also brought him some accidents, so that until now, his spirit has not been wiped out.

This Mingjing turned out to be the reincarnation of an eminent monk from the Holy Buddha Temple, the Garan Glazed Buddha—that is, Mingjing's previous life, a Buddha from the Eighth Demon Era.

"unlucky!"

Mo Luo lowered his eyes, looking at the clear and illusory reflection through the water.

"Amitabha, Mara, no matter what plan you have, the monk will not let you succeed."

Mingjing clasped his hands together, his expression was peaceful and compassionate, his aura of true self had been awakened, although he was suppressed by Moro, it was not so easy to completely solve him.

"Little monk Mingjing, why are you so stubborn? Is my proposal not good? Wouldn't it be great if you and I cooperate to achieve the body of a demon Buddha? It's easy to break through the tenth realm, even the legendary eleventh realm. A trace of qualifications to peep!"

When it came to the eleventh realm, the dark Buddha light in Mo Luo's eyes boiled endlessly, with a frenzied expression on his face.

Why was he tricked into falling into the chessboard of the ancient world, wasting tens of millions of years?

Isn't it just for "Cang", one of the five-color god stones?

That's right, with Mo Luo's wisdom, when he was in the heart of the ancient world, he had already realized that he was being calculated.

Being able to use "Cang" as the bait, with such an overall situation, Mo Luo thought that he was not wronged.

Mo Luo is a person with great wisdom, great perseverance, and great ambition. With his talent, he only needs to follow the steps step by step. It is not difficult to break through to the tenth level, but his capacity is more than that. Take a peek at the legendary Eleventh Realm.

And collecting all the five-color god stones is the only sure way to reach the eleventh realm in many ages and endless years in this world.

There are many other ideas and trials, but there is only a small chance of one in a billion. It is almost impossible to break through the eleventh realm.

The same is true of his newly deduced "The Way of the Demon and Buddha".

"The Way of the Demon Buddha? Hmph, talking nonsense!"

The clear and illusory reflection shook his head slightly, showing a rare disdain, obviously amused by Mo Luo's wishful thinking.

"Ami Wutian Buddha! Little monk Mingjing, a person like you naturally cannot realize the vision of this seat."

"How pedantic are you guys? What do you care about? Hehe, as long as you can break through the eleventh realm, you can deal with alien races, isn't it easy?"

"The foreign race thinks the same way, and those guys don't have so many worries. If this continues, maybe the foreign race will be the first to find the five-color god stone!"

"Hey, you can imagine what will happen to the human race then."

Mingjing closed her eyes and said nothing, clasped her hands together, and recited scriptures with compassion.

"Hmph, boring!"

"Little Monk Mingjing, I found something interesting this time. This thing may be of great help to me."

While speaking, Mo Luo flipped his hands and took out a string of Buddhist beads. The bracelet of Buddhist beads was carved from white jade, and there were twelve in total.

"Tianluo space? Hehe, it's really interesting!"

Mingjing's brows and eyes trembled slightly, he naturally knew about this string of Buddhist beads, and the way he obtained them was also very strange, as if the beads came to him automatically, but unfortunately, they were intercepted by Mo Luo.

"This Tianluo space is very strange. It actually contains the power of dimensions. After several years of careful peeping, this thing seems to be the legendary ancient artifact, the dimension world!"

Mo Luo's eyes were shining brightly as he stared at the Buddha beads in his hands. After the battle with the fierce ancient world, Mo Luo suddenly became sober. Competition will undoubtedly become cannon fodder for the high-level people, aliens, and demons.

The matter of the ancient world is an example.

If you want to prove the way, you must first have the power to protect the way, and this is suspected to be the Tianluo space of the dimensional world of the legendary ancient artifact. If it is captured, then he has the capital to truly participate in the five-color god stone. contention.

"The most wonderful thing is that the owner of Tianluo Space doesn't seem to be very strong!"

"Hahaha, little monk Mingjing, tell me, is this an opportunity God gave me? No! God is not qualified to interfere with my fate. This opportunity was won by me! Hahaha ..."

Mo Luo raised his head to the sky and laughed loudly, setting off endless Buddha light, which drenched the entire space of the Divine Sea into pitch black.

"Amitabha……"

Mingjing whispered softly, and a trace of worry flashed in the illusory eyes.

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