Doing this can be regarded as an encouragement to the young monk. If he can't understand his intention, then I'm sorry, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't want to be a disciple.
"No different, this eye is a magic weapon. I put it between your eyebrows. If it bites back, you may be burned to death by the red lotus fire. But if you can control it, your strength will be
Will you go further, how do you choose?"
Mo BuTong was stunned. He didn't expect that he might die if he accepted the divine weapon. But think about it, this is not his own thing. Of course it would resist. If it released the red lotus karma fire between his eyebrows, it goes without saying that Mo BuTong
In an instant, he will be burned through the sea of consciousness on the Lingtai, and he will die suddenly.
Facing death and magic weapons, Mo Tong was in a dilemma. Chu He thought he would refuse. After all, in the face of life and death, many people would choose life.
Even if Mo Tong didn't refuse, he would at least hesitate for a long time.
What I didn't expect was that it took just one breath to decide.
"Master, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor. Whether you can get the magic weapon is the disciple's destiny. Even if you die, the disciple will still have no regrets. I sincerely ask the master to give you the magic weapon!"
"Okay, if you have courage, even with your fierceness, you will not be mediocre. I will help you and let you refine it!"
Chu He's thoughts flowed, and a spiritual stone fell off his arm, turning into a black barrier to cover the divine eye, which could isolate the red lotus karma fire.
Chu He directly used his fingertips to slide Mo BuTong's eyebrows apart and put the third eye in.
Due to the change of owner, the Divine Eye began to resist violently, and the flames spurted out, but were blocked by the shield made of colorful spiritual stones.
But even so, Mo BuTong was unbearable. Just for a moment, the center of his eyebrows was like an explosion. Seeing that the red lotus karma fire could not cause any harm, the magic weapon began to erode Mo BuTong's sea of consciousness, trying to control Mo BuTong.
, come and occupy the magpie's nest with a dove.
How could Chu He fail to see what the magic weapon was doing? He hurriedly wanted to get the magic weapon back. To be honest, he was a little abrupt. After all, the difference in strength was too big. Even if Mo Tong was given the magic weapon, he would still have to wait until he was able to prove it.
After becoming a Golden Immortal, he could barely resist the divine soldiers until he had the blessing of the Great Dao Rules.
Now he has almost no chance of winning.
Unexpectedly, Chu He stretched out his hand, but Mo Bubuhong reached out with difficulty to stop him.
"Master, please believe that I can conquer the magic weapon, give me this chance!"
Now that he said so, Chu He stopped insisting and encouraged Mo Tong in a low voice.
"If you can recover the divine weapons in the immortal realm, your future achievements will be limitless. I hope you can survive."
Such a good opportunity, the eyes of Master Mingdong and Master Songling are green. If they had known that they would get such a good fortune by worshiping Chu He as their teacher, they could even become Chu He's grandsons. If Chu He dislikes it,
, they can follow the surname Chu.
But in this case, it is useless for them to be envious. Who made the two of them rebel and try to rebel when they were fighting against the Monkey King? Otherwise, they might not have to be weapon spirits. Chuhe had already released them.
Already.
After all, he is a Golden Immortal, so the probability of Chu He giving them the magic weapon is much higher than giving it to Mo Ding.
But regretting it was useless now. Master Mingdong glared at the young monk fiercely, his eyes full of regret for his misfortune and anger.
Then he protected Mo Dongfang with the six-petaled lotus, while Master Songling stood guard in front of him. At this critical moment, he didn't want his disciple to have any accidents.
The young monk also hurried over to protect the Dharma, but with his strength, he could not do anything at all. Mo Tong was the protagonist. He could only recite the six-character mantra continuously and pray for Mo Tong's safety.
Seeing the young monk devote himself to praying for Mo Tong, Chu He was very pleased. The two disciples shared joys and sorrows, shared life and death, and shared life and death. This was what he wanted to see.
"If you dare to give my eyes away, I will kill you!"
Li Zhi was completely furious, and the light around him suddenly broke through the shackles of the Shensha Banner, but Chu He was not afraid at all.
Without the magic weapon, Li Zhi was like a tiger with its teeth pulled out. It was useless and could no longer cause any substantial harm to Chuhe.
"It's no longer your eyes, and a beast like you who doesn't know right from wrong and helps others do evil is not worthy of having a magic weapon at all!"
"This is your punishment for hurting Ling'er. This is just the beginning. Just wait for the subsequent revenge. I will make sure you live and die!"
Li Zhi had lost his mind. He rushed toward Chuhe angrily. He had just broken through and suppressed him, which had already made the divine weapon Shen Sha Qi very embarrassed. Now he dared to attack his master. How could Shen Sha Qi still let him get his wish?
The two big flags fell, one after another, through his hands and feet, nailing Li Zhi to the ground completely. Li Zhi was filled with grief and anger, but could not move at all.
Li Zhi was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back. Lingbao Tianzun did not expect that the Taiyi Immortal Gourd and the six-petal lotus that he thought he had under control would fly away and go to Chu He's disciples.
Dharma protector.
How could he bear this?
"Why are you still standing there? You can't defeat the demon Chu He. Why don't you attack the little Taoist priest while he is subduing the magic soldiers? Take advantage of his illness and kill him!"
The minds of the generals are now blank. They can only follow the instructions and perform attacking actions mechanically.
How could Master Songling let these people hurt Mo BuTong? He has a deeper relationship with Mo BuTong than Zhenren Mingdong. If Mo BuTong can really control the magic weapon, his future achievements will definitely be limitless.
When the time comes, as his previous supreme leader, he will be able to protect himself no matter what he says.
Just like in the palace, the mother is more valuable than the son. Whether Master Songling has a future depends on how far Mo Tong can go!
"You bunch of bastards dare to harm your master's disciples, you are seeking death!"
The Taiyi Immortal Gourd instantly grew in size and flew towards the golden-armored god general.
"Collect it from me!"
As Master Songling shouted, a terrifying suction force came from the gourd. The strength of these divine generals was not even as good as the eight guardians. How could they withstand the Taiyi Immortal Gourd that could contain the King Huwei?
Almost as soon as they met, the golden-armored generals were sucked into the Taiyi Immortal Gourd like ducks in the water, and they screamed incessantly.
Seeing that all these people were about to suffer disaster, Lingbao Heavenly King urged the Heaven-turning Seal to smash down, and Taiyi Xianhu had no choice but to avoid it.
Just when King Lingbao was lucky to succeed with his attack, Chu He suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Damn old dog, it's time to settle the score between us!"