The Dinghai Divine Pearl is an extraordinary magic weapon.

Even the Dharmakaya of the Monk King regards it as an opportunity to achieve enlightenment and wants to turn it into the twenty-four heavens, and use it to entrust it with his body to achieve enlightenment and enlightenment.

Zhao Xuantan was even more ambitious. He wanted to turn the divine pearl into the void, seal it with the law, and fuse it with his body. Once he succeeded, his magical power would be boundless and his supernatural powers would be vast, and he would immediately transcend among thousands of monks.

In fact, with his current strength, even the Chaos Swordsmen would not dare to take advantage of him. If he goes one step further, the whole world will be really shocked.

However, he grew up too fast. He had reached this stage because of Li Motian's huge karma. If he didn't slow down and solidify his foundation at this time, but instead was eager for success and profit, and if he wanted to go further, it would be counterproductive.

"I can help you stop any huge disaster...but you still have to walk the road to the future on your own..."

Li Mo spoke softly, and the implication was obvious. No matter what calamity Zhao Xuantan encountered, Li Mo could bear it for him, but once he took the wrong path, there would be no turning back.

"Disciple understands. Teacher is a great kindness, and I will remember it in my heart."

Zhao Xuantan saluted, and his heart felt much more relaxed. He soon realized that he had improved too quickly, and was obsessed with the pleasure brought by the increase in strength, and almost fell into the devil's path.

"The devils break the rules and practice alternative ways... The world is short-sighted, mistakes shortcuts, indulges in self-indulgence, and if there is a slight deviation, it will be doomed. How can we reach the end?" Li Mo said calmly.

"There are thousands of paths to practice, all leading to the same destination. To follow a different path requires great perseverance, great wisdom, and great courage..."

"Those who have entered the path of demons will see the path to the extreme. Only one among tens of millions will survive, and the rest will be just ashes of calamity."

In Li Mo's view, the real path of demons is more difficult to walk than ordinary people. People in the world think that this is a shortcut to practice. In order to pursue power, they step into it, but they don't know that just this thought can lead to eternal disaster.

Just like Hua Liubing, she is obsessed with the power brought by Dharma Tibet, but she doesn't know that she has already been lost in the power of controlling lust. She is already in the abyss, how can she escape.

A truly powerful person in the demonic way can be possessed by demons but not become a demon, maintain his own way without a demon, indulge himself, control himself, and transcend himself...

This is what is truly terrifying.

There was once a crazy monk in Buddhism who scolded the Buddha and the ancestors, drank and drank all day long, and behaved erratically. However, through his practice in the world, he obtained the great Dharma and finally became enlightened.

He once said that after wine and meat passed through the intestines, it remained in the heart of the Buddha. If people in the world imitate me, it will be like entering the devil's path.

"Why does the teacher feel this way?"

At this moment, Zhao Xuantan couldn't help but ask, pulling Li Mo back from his thoughts.

"I heard you talking about the Ten Thousand Souls Catastrophe... Since ancient times, there have been many evil treasures in the world. They can be evil for a while, but they cannot be evil for a lifetime..." Li Mo said lightly.

He believed that if someone had a great opportunity, obtained a treasure, and suddenly emerged as an army, he would be able to become a leader.

But if it is said that this person can rule an era by relying on the treasure, he does not believe it at all. If this is really the case, then it is not the magic weapon that is powerful, but the person.

"The Ten Thousand Souls Demon Ancestor... he should be a true demon master." Li Mo sighed.

"The Demon Ancestor of Ten Thousand Souls appeared briefly like a meteor, leaving behind the most splendid brilliance, overwhelming the world in cultivation for three hundred years. From now on, no one can surpass this monument..."

"Everything about him is still a mystery." Zhao Xuantan whispered.

In this world, to most people, the Ten Thousand Souls Ancestor is just a legend.

"Li Mo..."

At this moment, Shen Qingge suddenly spoke. She looked at Li Mo and asked with some uncertainty.

"What you just did... was the Eight Treasures Sutra Tower!?"

Golden light spread all over the ground, and suddenly the Buddha's voice was heard. Such power was completely different from Li Mo's.

The evil Prajna perished on the sea, and the [Eight Treasures Sutra Pillar] also made no sound and was never seen again.

"Qingge, although you don't have the opportunity to enter the Xuantian Immortal Sect, your cultivation has improved a lot, and your vision is vicious." Li Mo nodded.

After the Canghai War, he subdued the [Eight Treasures Sutra Tower] and suppressed it within his body.

"Sure enough... you can even suppress that thing!"

Although he had already suspected it, Shen Qingge couldn't help but show a strange expression when he heard Li Mo's reply.

You must know that the Eight Treasures Sutra Pillar is not an ordinary treasure, but a [King-level Saint Weapon], and it is made by the monk king and has great power.

Even if the evil Prajna has perished, this magic weapon cannot be suppressed by ordinary people.

"The risk is not small..." Fang Yuan frowned.

"You are right."

Li Mo nodded. In fact, in his current situation, he could not take action at will. Suppressing a king-level holy weapon was extremely risky. It not only required the power of a mountain and sea, but also needed to resist the call of the monk king at all times.

"If this wasn't the Xuantian Immortal Sect, the Monk King would have called back the [Eight Treasures Sutra Building] long ago." Li Mo said solemnly.

The Xuantian Immortal Sect is a magical weapon left behind by Li Zu. There is a barrier between the inner and outer worlds, so the call of the Monk King is greatly weakened.

Otherwise, even with Li Mo's current strength, he would not be able to suppress this [Eight Treasure Sutra Building].

"You killed the Dharmakaya of the Monk King and suppressed the Eight Treasures Sutra Tower... I really don't know if you can walk out alive."

Just thinking about it, Shen Qingge couldn't help but feel his scalp numb, and he started to feel worried for Li Mo.

Killing the Dharmakaya of the Monk King is tantamount to cutting off the other party's hope of further progress. Such great hatred cannot be eliminated even in death.

Not to mention, he now regards the [Eight Treasures Sutra Building] as a trophy and suppresses it in his body.

Such behavior is simply a provocation.

Although it is difficult to find a king-level holy weapon in the world, such an opportunity is not so easy to digest.

"If you want to refine the [Eight Treasures Sutra Tower], I'm afraid it's impossible."

Fang Yuan saw Li Mo's thoughts and shook his head directly, urging him to stop his delusions.

Holy soldiers are divided into five levels, and small holy soldiers can go to heaven.

The Great Holy Soldier can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice independently.

The innate holy weapon gave birth to a trace of instinct and will.

As for the king-level holy soldiers, the reason why they are called kings is that their divine power is vast and indelible.

Even if there is a catastrophe and only the original remains remain, it can slowly recover and regenerate as time goes by.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! If Li Mo wanted to refine such a king-grade holy weapon, it would be better than ascending to the sky. Not to mention, if he really started to refine it, the Monk King would definitely sense it.

At that time, if there is really a killing disaster, it is still unknown.

"If we find a place where the connection with the outside world is the weakest... maybe we can cut off the Monk King's perception."

Li Mo thought about it and was unwilling to give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

His Qingping Sword was originally an innate holy weapon. It took countless opportunities to grow to its current level. After entering the Xuantian Immortal Sect, he refined many magic treasures, and now it has reached a critical juncture.

If the Qingping Sword is refined into the [Eight Treasure Sutra Building], it will definitely be able to break through the bottleneck, step into a higher level, and reach the rank of King Grade.

"You are playing with fire." Fang Yuan shook his head.

In his opinion, the Eight Treasures Sutra Pillar was simply a hot potato. Others could not throw it out quickly enough, but Li Mo had already planned how to eat it.

"Senior, Dharma Master, is here. Junior, I'm here to see you."

At this moment, a loud voice, exuding great respect, came from outside the restaurant.

As soon as Li Mo thought, he saw a Taoist standing outside the door with a gourd hanging on his waist, and a young man standing respectfully behind him.

"There's someone here from Tianqi Palace... We're still familiar..." Li Mo smiled.

These two people were no one else, they were Taoist Jiuhu and Ning Jianliu whom they met on the Heilong River that day.

The uncle and nephew were both masters of Tianqi Palace. Ever since that chance encounter, they had been heading east along the river and sea, following the traces of Li Mo.

After the battle in Canghai, they smelled the smell and finally found Li Mo.

"Li Mo, we shouldn't have too much contact with the indigenous people here."

Shen Qingge frowned slightly, reminding Li Mo of the rules of Xuantian Pavilion, and at the same time glanced at Zhao Xuantan intentionally or unintentionally.

In fact, Li Mo already violated a taboo by accepting a disciple that day, and he still doesn't know how to get rid of him in the future.

"Come in."

Li Mo seemed not to hear and spoke softly.

The next moment, Taoist Jiuhu walked in with Ning Jianliu. They met again after a long absence. The two of them no longer had the condescension they had last time, and bowed to Li Mo.

They knew that the seemingly young man in front of them actually possessed astonishing cultivation. He had fought across the sea and was known to the whole world. He was quite similar to the demeanor of the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Ancestor back then.

There has not been such a person in this world for three hundred years.

"There's no need to be so polite. We've known each other once and become acquainted twice. We can be considered old acquaintances." Li Mo said calmly.

Jiuhu Taoist laughed along with him, thought for a while, organized some words, and then said: "This junior comes here on behalf of the master of Tianqi Palace. I hope to invite senior Dharma Master to come in person and enter the palace to have a chat."

"Li Mo..."

When Shen Qingge heard this, he spoke to remind Li Mo before he could speak.

"good."

Li Mo agreed without even thinking about it. He was so decisive that Fang Yuan couldn't help but look at him one more time.

"Teacher is really amazing. Even the aloof Tianqi Palace has to humble himself and come to invite me." Zhao Xuantan couldn't help but sigh.

He has been born in this world since he was a child. To all the living beings here, Tianqi Palace is like a heaven-like existence.
To be continued...