The Evil Lord of All Realms

The atmosphere in the main hall instantly became tense. The middle-aged monk looked calm, without sadness or joy, and even had a kind-hearted feeling. But at this time, Mo Yang was already tense, and the true energy in his body was silent. The powerful aura was flowing through his meridians, rising and falling on his body.

"Senior, do you want to kill me?"

Mo Yang's tone was no longer as polite as before, and there was a hint of coldness in his words.

The middle-aged monk still stared at Mo Yang, as if he wanted to see through Mo Yang completely. His eyes moved on Mo Yang and stared at Mo Yang's Dantian for a long time. For the first time, a look of confusion appeared on his face. Then he let out a faint sigh.

"I just advise the benefactor to put down the butcher's knife. There is no end to the sea of ​​suffering, but when you turn around, you will find a safe place!" the middle-aged monk said.

Mo Yang then spoke: "I, Mo Yang, have no intention of offending the Buddhist sect. I am just here to pray for Bodhi blood today!"

But then Mo Yang sneered and said: "You have a shore in your heart, and I also have a shore in my heart. Is it possible that the shore in your heart is the shore?"

"You said I have a demon in my heart, but you only saw my hands stained with blood. Have you ever seen those people who are deliberately trying to kill me? Do I have to be captured without any help, so I should be killed, and I can't resist?"

"At this moment, if I kill you, what will happen to you?"

As Mo Yang spoke, the aura around his body surged, his dantian seemed to be glowing, and the outline of a stone tower could be faintly seen.

Although Er Gouzi also knew that the Buddha Sect was powerful, he seemed to dislike this middle-aged monk. At this time, his body suddenly grew sharply, and a holy level pressure emanated from his whole body.

The middle-aged monk looked at Mo Yang silently, but before he could speak, another voice came first: "Well, since the donor is here, he must also know the rumors about the Buddha Sect. If he can get through the Tower of Samsara and the Cliff of Ten Thousand Buddhas, , Bodhi blood can be given to you!”

Ergouzi hurriedly raised his head and looked around, looking wary. Mo Yang was also surprised. He could only hear the sound, but didn't know where it came from. There was an inexplicable power in the sound, which made the people in the hall tense. The atmosphere calmed down silently.

The middle-aged monk bowed slightly in mid-air and saluted, then glanced at Mo Yang and Er Gouzi and said, "You guys come with me!"

When he walked out of the hall, Mo Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, and Er Gouzi said in a low voice: "Boy, that old guy who just spoke, his cultivation is at least at the level of the Holy King!"

Mo Yang frowned and asked Er Gouzi: "What was your cultivation level at your peak?"

Although Er Gouzi has boasted countless times and claimed that saints are his snacks, since he is trapped in the tomb of the ancient gods, this guy's cultivation level may not be much stronger.

"Boy, I am the greatest divine beast in the world. At its peak, everything is like an ant!"

Mo Yang was speechless and said: "You haven't been trapped in the tomb of the ancient gods for hundreds of years!"

Ergouzi immediately showed a bit of embarrassment, pretended to dryly cough a few times, and said: "Boy, a hundred years after the laws of heaven and earth changed, the cultivation world began to wither. No matter what race, cultivation is far worse than before. Just like today Although there are many big forces in the world of cultivation, I am afraid that the strongest one is at the Holy Emperor level!"

"Boy, you are still young now. You have not experienced the beating of this cruel reality, and you have not experienced the despair of cultivation. Cultivation is not as easy as you think. When you reach the realm of a saint one day, you will find that the next higher realm is difficult. What is beyond your reach is that the Supreme Elder from your mother-in-law's family should be at the level of the Holy Emperor, but it is impossible to be stronger. Not to mention now, even thousands of years ago, I have not heard of anyone who has surpassed the realm of the Holy Emperor! "

Mo Yang sighed in his heart. Although they seemed to be only a few realms apart, they were separated by a chasm. For him now, even the transcendent realm seemed to be separated by a chasm.

Following the middle-aged monk, Ergouzi reminded him: "Boy, I heard that the past and present lives can be seen in the Tower of Reincarnation. You have been looking for the mystery of your life experience. You can pay attention and maybe you can find some clues!"

Mo Yang was surprised. This Samsara Tower is so mysterious. Destiny is a secret that cannot be spied on. According to legend, even the most powerful people are taboo about prying into the secrets of heaven. How did this Samsara Tower do it?

"Boy, don't be so surprised. It is said that there is a power left by the Buddha in the Samsara Tower. It is certainly not simple!"

Not long after, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi followed the middle-aged monk to an ancient temple. It seemed that no one had taken care of this place for too long, because the front of the ancient temple was overgrown with weeds, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves. layer.

Arriving in front of the ancient temple, the middle-aged monk put his hands together and bowed to the ancient temple, then turned around and said to Mo Yang: "Buddha is compassionate, this is the path he left to the world!"

Mo Yang silently looked at the ancient temple in front of him. It was an ancient pagoda that seemed to be several feet high and only had six floors in total. Looking from the outside, there was nothing special about it at all.

There is no gorgeous decoration at all, and even the reliefs on it have begun to peel off. It seems that it is too old. At first glance, it looks more like an ancient temple that has been abandoned for a long time.

"How do you pass the Tower of Reincarnation?" Mo Yang asked.

The middle-aged monk looked calm, looked at the ancient pagoda, and said: "After the Samsara Tower is the Cliff of Ten Thousand Buddhas. If the donor walks out of the Cliff of Ten Thousand Buddhas, it will be considered a success!"

"Boy, no matter what you encounter after entering, remember to keep your mind!" Ergouzi reminded.

Mo Yang frowned and took a deep breath. He saw the middle-aged monk clasping his hands together and starting to mutter something, as if he was reciting the Buddha's name. Golden light bloomed from his hands, like a bright golden lotus blooming.

At this moment, there seemed to be a vague Sanskrit sound coming. Although the sound was faint, it was shocking, making both Mo Yang and Er Gouzi slightly change their expressions.

The ancient pagoda's stone door, which had been closed for who knows how many years, made a soft sound. The lines carved on the stone door began to glow with brilliance as if they were being induced, and then the closed stone door was slowly pushed open.

Mo Yang and Er Gouzi both hurriedly looked inside the stone door, but there was a mist inside, which seemed to be light, but also seemed to be an eternal darkness.

The middle-aged monk stopped his hand at this time and turned to look at Mo Yang. At this time, Er Gouzi looked into the Tower of Samsara and asked, "What exactly is in this Tower of Samsara?"

The middle-aged monk shook his head and said: "If you have a demon in your heart, what you see is a demon; if you have a Buddha in your heart, what you see is a Buddha!"

Ergouzi was speechless and said: "Old man, you said before that Mo Xiaozi has a deep demon in his heart. Does that mean you have a demon in your heart, so you think everyone is a demon?"

The middle-aged monk's face changed slightly, and he was speechless for a moment.

At this point, Mo Yang didn't want to offend the middle-aged monk, so he said: "Thank you, senior!"

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