"Thank you, senior!" After seeing that all the mulberry trees in the tribe have recovered their vitality, the human earth immortal Sangjiang hurriedly greeted Mo Ke and thanked him.

Moke waved his hand and said, "I am also a human monk. When I see the tribe suffering, I will naturally not stand by and watch."

"Senior, there is an acquired mulberry tree spiritual root in the tribe. It has just been borne. Senior, please stay here to taste the mulberry fruit." Sang Jiang wanted to keep Mo Ke and casually guide the people of his tribe.

Mo Ke had long discovered the acquired mulberry wood spiritual roots, and it was because of this that he understood why the spirit of Jiamu has been born here for thousands of years.

"Okay." Moke originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the request in Sang Jiang's eyes, he finally responded.

At night, the people of the Sang tribe placed all the best food in the tribe in front of Moke to express their gratitude to Moke.

Mo Ke did not refuse, but after tasting a mulberry fruit, he gave it to Hu Gan and Jiamu elves all.

"Please give me some advice." Sang Jiang plucked up his courage and knelt in front of Moke.

Moke naturally would not refuse this, "Okay, I will tell you the way of Western religion."

"Did the Tathagata attain the Anuttara Samyaksambodhi? Did the Tathagata preach? Subhuti said. As I understand the meaning of the Buddha, there is no fixed law. It is called Anuttara Samyaksambodhi. There is no fixed law..."

Just as Moke was preaching, a golden lotus suddenly grew in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool on Mount Sumeru in the West.

This movement naturally cannot be concealed by the two saints, Jie Yin and Zhunti. With a thought, I learned the reason from the way of heaven.

"Great goodness! Great goodness!" Zhunti said happily: "This time my Western teachings have been introduced to the Eastern human race."

Jie Yin looked at a place in Dongfang and whispered: "Even those three people can't be criticized."

"This time, it's my Western religion that took the lead." Zhunti smiled.

Although Lao Tzu preached the human race and started the road of cultivation for the human race, he had a natural advantage, the other two sects of Xuanmen have no reputation in the human race. Now that Western sects are ahead, how can Cunti not be happy?

Moreover, this time the preaching was asked by the human race to speak, not Moko! The difference between them is very big!

"With Moko here, the Eastern people will naturally not be ignorant of my Western Avenue."

Zhunti was slightly stunned, but then realized it. Looking at the few golden lotus in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, it seemed as if he had seen the future of the lotus blooming in the pond.

"What my senior brother said is, you and I will calmly lay a solid foundation for the day of prosperity in the West!"

"It's good if my junior brother understands it."

Then, the calm on Mount Sumeru fell into peace again.

at the same time.

In Kunlun Mountain, I was preaching for Xuandu suddenly stunned, but he had just felt the human fortune and had passed away a little from Xuanmen.

"You Yishi? Mo Ke?" I whispered to myself, a complex look flashing in my eyes.

"Whether it's okay, so what if we let the Western religion take the lead?" Looking at Xuandu who was enlightened, my face showed a little satisfaction.

Having said that!

After preaching for the monks of the Yousang tribe for three days and three nights, Mo Ke suddenly stopped, rolled up the ten thousand Jiamu spirit beside him, and flew towards the uninhabited land.

Sang Jiang and others who were immersed in the Western magic suddenly stopped and woke up one after another, with regret on their faces.

Especially Sangjiang, Sangyu and the others, they were only a slight difference to break through the bottleneck and become immortals, but they ended abruptly because of the sermon.

However, because the essence of Jiamu will transform and require a huge vitality of Jiamu. Mo Ke was worried that the mulberry trees of the Mulberry Tribe will wither and then wither, so he hurriedly left with Jiamu spirit.

A huge spiritual tornado was rolled up around, and the spirit of Jiamu was in the eyes of the spiritual wind, sucking and spitting out the spiritual energy frantically.

As for the so-called transformation thunder tribulation in later generations, it does not exist in the prehistoric world today.

Because the so-called thunder tribulation is to be nice to test monks, but to put it bluntly, it is because the world is not in its origin and cannot accommodate too many monks. It needs to use thunder tribulation to control the number of monks and delay the speed of the world's fall into the Dharma-Ending Age.

Today's prehistoric world has sufficient origins and there is no need to control the number of monks through thunder tribulation.

Of course, it does not mean that practicing in the prehistoric world is very safe. For example, the changes caused by the transformation of Jiamu essence have attracted many monks.

However, when they saw that the golden immortal Moke was here, they retreated honestly.

Not long after, the Jiamu spirit broke through the huge rock and turned into a blue calf. Its cultivation level was already a celestial immortal.

"Please give me a name." Qingniu came to Moke and a low voice came from.

Moko said, "Your name is Aoki."

"Thank you, Master, thank you for giving me the name." Compared to Huda, Aoki is obviously much smarter and more stable, and he is better at following his feet.

"Let's go." Moke saw that Aoki had successfully transformed, so there was no need to stay here.

When Sangjiang and others arrived, Mo Ke had already left with Hu Gan and Aoki.

Continue to fly east and pass by many small tribes along the way, most of which are branches of the Youchao Tribe.

Some small tribes saw that Moke had a high level of cultivation and was born in a human race, so they asked Moke to preach in the tribe so that everyone could further their cultivation.

After all, it has been more than a thousand years since I preached and became a saint. The great way he preached that day has been changed a lot to this day.

Especially those great Taoist mantras, because many human races have low cultivation levels and cannot be recorded at all, and now they are almost lost.

Moke naturally would not refuse the requests of these small tribes. If it weren't for the concerns about the Xuanmen Immortal Way and the Three Pure Ones, Moke would have preached in the East long ago.

There are also some small tribes who are worried that Moke has ulterior motives and do not even let Moke enter.

"Master, aren't you a human race? And it's the first generation of human race. Why don't these tribes let you in?" Hu Dan stood in front of a tribe's door and asked in confusion.

Moke shook his head, without explanation, but just asked the tiger to leave and continue flying towards the east.

In this way, after more than a month of walking and going, Mo Ke and the other two finally arrived at a super large tribe.

"Master! There are Daluo Golden Immortals in this tribe, and there are many Taiyi Golden Immortals!" Hu Dao trembled and said with a bitter face: "If I enter, will someone be skinned and thrust?"

It's strange that when he first met Moke, Hu Dan was very slow to breath, but since then, he has become extremely sensitive.

"You stupid guy!" Mo Ke cursed with a smile: "Your master, I am the only remaining generation of human race. If you don't help these juniors, you will give me some face."

Mo Ke walked to the gate of Youchao Tribe and released his momentum slightly. An instant golden immortal came over and asked, "I wonder which tribe you are from?"
Chapter completed!