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Wang Ziwen felt that Ye Fan and Pang Bo should know, because they were not surprised at all.

"Ye Fan Pangbo, do you know?"

"Just found out."

Ye Fan briefly repeated what Luo Mo had just said, and everyone couldn't believe it.

Luo Mo is a monk.

There are still many monks on earth.

We are only human?!

After finally digesting the information, Wang Ziwen asked a question that Mark had also asked.

"Then we are returning to Earth now?"

"No, we should be heading to Ziwei Star. You can tell by looking at the map." Luo Mo pointed at the starry sky and carved a map.

There is a cutout on the wall of the bronze coffin, which represents the star field, with a thin line traveling through the star field.

One boy broke down and shouted, "Ziweixing?! What Ziweixing? Take us back to Earth quickly!"

"I'm just an ordinary monk in the Life Spring Realm. Don't let me do such a difficult thing. Crossing the starry sky is something that only monks in the Immortal Stage can do. The gap between the wheel sea and the Immortal Stage is like

It’s the same as kindergarten and college.”

Luo Mo's words shocked everyone again.

Ziweixing?

What the hell is that place!

"Is it true that I can't return to Earth?" Ye Fan was also a little anxious, but he didn't collapse like the boy before.

"Let's go to Ziwei Star and think of a solution. Ziwei Star is an ancient star with a prosperous cultivation civilization. It's not as good as the Earth's Dharma Ending Age. There are many monks there, so maybe there is a way."

The uncertainty about the future made everyone confused. At this time, someone rushed towards Luo Mo excitedly, shouting: "What monk, what Ziweixing, you must be causing trouble in the middle, let me go back -"

bang

The green divine light turned into a big hand, grabbed the classmate, held it one meter above the ground, and held it in his hand.

"Calm down, panic and anger will not help the situation. It is better to have a good rest and recharge your batteries. Next we will arrive at a strange planet. I hope everyone can calm down. After all, other planets are not as safe as the earth."

After Luo Mo finished speaking, he added: "A civilization with extremely powerful personal force does not have much respect for human rights and life."

After he finished speaking, he let go of the classmate, who was forced to calm down and shrink into a corner.

After all, normal people would feel fear when facing extraordinary power head-on.

Others also thought, because what Luo Mo just said made sense.

Just like Luo Mo just did, his personal force is extremely powerful and he has the ability to take away the lives of others at will. Will people or creatures in that kind of place respect the lives of others?

Not necessarily.

Because of the powerful display of force, all treacherous thoughts were suppressed, and no trouble could be caused, because Luo Mo had the force value to take away their lives at will.

It was quiet inside the copper coffin. Whether they wanted to or not, everyone started to recharge their batteries as Luo Mo said, because they didn't know what kind of environment they would face next.

As for whether Luo Mo is really controlling the Kowloon Coffin?

It doesn't matter if there is or not, people have the force and whatever they say is the truth.

"We still have some time to arrive. Let's have something to eat." Luo Mo took out a jade tripod, which was just an ordinary container with some medicinal fruits inside.

Then he closed his eyes and rested his mind. The green light on his body flowed, and a ray of light bloomed. Luo Mo became the only light source in the copper coffin, so that everyone would not act in the dark.

He was sitting on the small coffin, holding a bodhi seed in his hand.

The bodhi seed is the one I found under the bodhi tree. It is dusty and inconspicuous, but it has a natural picture of the compassionate Buddha on it.

The bodhi tree is one of the elixirs. If the essence of the elixir is ingested, it will undergo nirvana, turn into seeds, and find a suitable place to grow again.

Let's go to the Big Dipper, where the many elixirs are Luo Mo's targets.

The bodhi seed in his palm became hot, and through it and the small copper coffin, Luo Mo listened to the scriptures from Shi Hao, the emperor of Huangtian.

The Great Dao Tianyin is as deep as the ocean, profound and vast, with hundreds of words in total, but every word is in imperial script.

The ancient emperor could only understand a few numbers. There are nine imperial texts in the Taiyin and Sun Scriptures, but every word in this scripture about repairing the fairyland passed down by Shi Hao is in imperial texts.

Pang Bo came back with two peaches and said, "Here are the leaves."

While eating peaches, Ye Fan asked Pang Bo next to him, "Did you hear anything?"

"No." Pang Bo shook his head, "Well, this peach is really delicious, I don't know what kind it is."

Ye Fan ate the delicious peach meat in three or two mouthfuls, then approached the direction of the sound with confusion, and gently placed his hand on the copper coffin.

Bo

A Bodhi leaf in his pocket shattered and turned into a wisp of green light, which was inhaled by Ye Fan. In an instant, he heard the vast sound of heaven, and was immersed in this peculiar state, listening over and over again.

In Luo Mo's sea of ​​suffering, ancient characters from the Immortal Realm's repair scriptures emerged one after another on his divine pattern sword, imprinted on them, and each word was flowing with immortal energy.

But once the entire scripture is imprinted on it, all the ancient characters disappear, as if they should not exist in this world.

But it was not in vain. Luo Mo imprinted the scriptures over and over again, and the scriptures disappeared over and over again, but his sword became more and more dazzling. Marks appeared on it, turning into dragons and phoenixes.

The moon, stars, mountains, rivers and earth seem to have a vast fairyland world about to emerge from the sword.

Luo Mo imprinted the Immortal Realm Repair Scripture over and over again, and then sent the Bodhi Seed to the sword.

The Bodhisattva's natural Tao patterns form a pattern of the compassionate Buddha, but these are only traces left by Sakyamuni.

And when it really gets hot, Luo Mo communicates with its origin using the Emperor Qi of the Wood, and he can see the picture of the true path inside it, which is not Sakyamuni, but a figure who is both an immortal and a monk, enlightening to enlightenment under Bodhi.

This is the true pattern of the Bodhi seed. The appearance on the surface is just the shadow left by Sakyamuni.

Luo Mo does not think that the core pattern of Bodhisattva is related to the great Buddhist emperor Amitabha or even the weaker Sakyamuni. Instead, it may be related to the ancient Immortal Monk King.

This kind of Taoist pattern belongs to the elixir, and the elixir was an Immortal King-level powerhouse when he was alive. If it were to be imprinted with a Taoist pattern, the effect of this Taoist pattern would not be worse than the Taoist pattern recorded in the ancient emperor's scriptures.

At the same time, he also used the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda to imitate the fairyland repair scriptures and the Bodhi Son Dao Mark. The Divine Mark Purple Gold is said to be able to capture the traces of the great road between heaven and earth if it is developed to the point of psychic.

The time Luo Mo sacrificed to refine the Divine Mark Purple Gold was short, only a few years, and he was not a being born with a psychic and near-immortal nature. Logically speaking, it would be difficult to refine the Divine Mark Purple Gold to that level.

But he used a large amount of chaotic temperature to nourish the Shenhen Zijin, and also used some of the great refining techniques of the Three Thousand Avenues to refine it, consuming his own essence, blood and mana to refine it. Now it is branded with Shi Hao through the Third Generation Copper

The fairyland repair scriptures and Bodhisattva traces passed back from the coffin.

At this moment, the divine mark Zijin seems to be alive, the divine marks are flowing, like the pulsation of breathing, and the tower body reflects the traces of the avenue.

It seems to be channeling!

In just a few years, under the nourishment of the Chaos Qi and the two supreme techniques of refining treasures in the Three Thousand Avenues and repairing scriptures in the Immortal Realm, Shenhen Zijin seemed to be in a wonderful state.

The Bodhi Seed was collected by the Purple Gold Pagoda with Divine Marks, and its whole body glowed with countless runes flying, forming a form on the highest floor of the Purple Gold Pagoda with Divine Marks.

It was a figure that was both an immortal and a monk, surrounded by Buddha's light and chanting Zen music. It was imprinted in the pagoda, but it was still very blurry.

However, the Bodhisattva is here and can be reflected for a long time, capturing the traces of its great path and making this figure more solid.

The Zen sound penetrated the Purple Gold Pagoda with Divine Traces, revealed Luo Mo's sea of ​​consciousness, resounded in the copper coffin, and made people have an epiphany. However, if they thought about it carefully, it would be like a mirror, and in the end, nothing would be gained.

Because the monk Luo Mo made the noise, everyone didn't think anything of it. Some people even regarded it as a lullaby and planned to take a rest.

Some people with keen minds thought that this might be something useful, but they couldn't tell the reason, and instead felt sleepy.

Although the medicinal fruit given by Luo Mo was not very old, it was enough to satisfy the hunger and soothe the spirit, so everyone gradually fell asleep.

In the end, the Divine Mark Zijin did not take that crucial step, but it had become extraordinary and could imitate the Dao Mark, but it only missed the mark.

Because I am not using the method of covering the sky to perform sacrifices?
Chapter completed!