This immortal is a little crazy

Chapter 61 The illegitimate son of Emperor Huangtian

Even in the same realm, monks are divided into higher and lower levels.

Some kings and saints are born because of the good times. When they encounter the golden age, the wheel and sea can rush to the Dao Palace, the Dao Palace can rush to the four poles, and even transform into dragons and rush to the king, and the king can become a saint.
But parallel imports are parallel imports. If a saint from the golden age meets a saint who appeared in the era of dryness and silence, then expect to be beaten and killed.

But what if instead of saints from two eras meeting, but two saints of the same level from the same era meeting, let's see who can overcome the tribulation more violently.

So regardless of the group of saints and great saints in Nandou Ancient Star, in fact, most of them are parallel imports.

The real strong saint is Li Changsheng, the current Taoist disciple of the Changsheng Dao Sect, but is it possible that besides Li Changsheng, there is no strong person in the entire Nandou Ancient Star who can do it?
Yes, of course there is, but all of them have been defeated by Zhetian's cultivation method, which is like cultivating gu.

The first Heavenly Lord must overthrow all the powerful enemies of his generation to achieve enlightenment!
Sweeping across the entire ancient star, they were unable to even catch up.

Therefore, the Ancient Star of the South Dou has now been swept away by the Taoist Immortal, and the real genius has long since withered and been extinct.

"There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, parting from love, long-lasting resentment, not being able to ask for anything, not being able to let go." Mo Luo clasped his palms together, leading thousands of living beings back to the One, constantly increasing his self-qi, and accumulating infinite life potential.

The distance between people is actually the spiritual gap between humans.

Demons eat away at the hearts of humans.

You can't understand the people around you, and the people around you can't understand yourself.

Violence, crime, sexual impulses, deceit are all despicable means by which human beings protect themselves.

The human spirit has been too polluted, and the filth of mankind has reached the point of no return. Only by returning to the mother body and restarting human history can tragic consequences be avoided.

The cloudy sky depresses the human mind, and the rain stimulates the animal nature of the human being.

Humanity needs to wake up and return.

"Destiny is created by oneself, appearance is born from the heart, everything in the world is transformed. If the heart does not move, everything will not move. If the heart does not change, everything will not change." Mo Luo said that the blood-colored Buddha's light spread across all the earth in the ancient star of Nandou. It transformed into images of eight celestial dragons, arhats in the heavens, bodhisattvas and Buddhas all over the sky.

The sea of ​​blood engulfed the entire ancient star. It was a bright red color that looked like burning blood, squirming, shapeless, bodyless, or even demonic thoughts that had no real existence.

Everywhere, everywhere.

We are one, and one is us, merging with each other, and all returning to one place.

Praise the supreme true Buddha, praise the true self, and praise life itself!

When a great sage shares his essence with ordinary people, it is like the warmest embrace of a mother, like life is conceived in the amniotic fluid, and all rivers of life flow back.

An unknown saint faced the surging sea of ​​blood, roared to the sky, and the holy weapons in his hands exploded, unleashing an unparalleled force of divine order that crushed the heavens and the earth.

The endless killing energy impacted the void of heaven and earth, covering the world and creating a huge hole in the sea of ​​blood. However, after the brief wave faded, an even more violent wave came.

A relief sculpture of a bloody Buddha emerges from the sea of ​​blood. The thumb and middle finger are twisted together, and the other fingers are relaxed naturally.

"All love encounters are impermanent and hard to come by. There are many fears in this life. Life is in danger from the morning dew. From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear. If you are separated from the one you love, there is no worry or fear." Use the Dharma Wheel to destroy worries. , to purify the body and mind, the unknown saint screamed and was directly submerged by the huge blood-colored waves, fell into the endless sea of ​​suffering, and disappeared without a trace.

With compassion on his face, Mo Luo pressed towards the gate of immortality step by step.

The entire formation was creaking, and the transparent barrier was dyed red by the sea of ​​blood. Thousands of faces were singing softly, luring all living beings to return to their true self and the Supreme Buddha.

"Insanity!"

The cold figure shook the surrounding void, and the old hair was like a rope of heaven, and its roots were like dragons, locking the surrounding time and space, making it difficult to enter the torrential sea of ​​blood.

It was a quasi-monster from the Immortal Dao Sect who broke through the divine source. He raised his hands and feet, almost destroying the world, as if the whole world could not accommodate him and everything would be destroyed.

His hair has long since turned gray, and his skin has long since become saggy, but the divine light from his eyes still shines brightly through the void, allowing the world to imagine his martial prowess across the world when he was young.

This is a quasi-deity whose strength is so powerful that no one can fathom it. In the past, it required all living beings to pay homage to it, but now it has truly appeared in reality!
"Young man, Nandou is the place where all spirits live and where the Heavenly Lord preaches. Retreat and don't make any mistakes." The words of the old quasi-master were cold and turned into gusts of wind. His divine power evaporated the endless sea of ​​blood, and he stood alone in the endless sea. In the sea of ​​blood, there is a lot of momentum.

The blood-colored Buddha transformed by Mo Luo puts his right hand on his right knee and touches the ground with his fingers. The Buddha's light shines everywhere. One becomes a hundred, a hundred becomes a thousand, and thousands of Buddhas are transformed into one. Tens of thousands of Buddha illusions are born under the Buddha's seal and Buddha's light. , and blessed it with his own great power!

This is - the demon subduing seal!

"Young man, you are very courageous, but the gap between the great sage and the quasi-master is irreparable. Today I will kill a talented man with great pain." The old quasi-master took action, simply and directly, and hit Mo Luo directly. go out.

A simple punch, but it was like the pulses between heaven and earth were connected, tearing the sky apart, and tens of thousands of black voids appeared, obliterating the avenues of heaven and earth, and creating thousands of strange phenomena.

Even though he has fallen into old age, his power cannot be touched by a great sage. With just one blow, the bloody Buddha was defeated. The huge golden body turned into thousands of blood rains and rained down, causing the heaven and earth to fall. sorrow.

Did it end so easily?
Do not!
The old quasi-master was cold, and he saw the sea of ​​blood rolling, the endless scarlet blood setting off thousands of feet of turbulent waves, the white lotus in the sea of ​​blood igniting red flames, the blood waves rising up like mountains, thousands of creatures crying, and the huge power of karma flowing. , among the red lotus karma fire, a frantic figure became increasingly clear.

"All living beings have Buddha-nature. Buddha-nature is impermanent and impermanent. It does not depend on the existence of the body or the existence of the mind. Therefore, the body can be destroyed, the mind can be destroyed, and the Buddha-nature cannot be destroyed."

When the Buddha's body bleeds, the Buddha is also angry. He shows disrespect and disbelief towards the Buddha and even slanders the Buddha and harms the Buddha.

One great sage, two great sages, three great sages, four great sages. Densely packed and endless, the red lotus of karma burns out the void. Hundreds or thousands of demons appear at the same time. Infinite incarnations, a sea of ​​​​blood formation, will make the old age come true. Surrounded by people.

Numb, really numb. Looking at the densely packed Mo Luo in the sky, the many saints in the formation were stunned.

Can the Great Sage still produce in batches?

Yes, the Great Sage can indeed produce them in batches, and even the Great Emperor can produce them in batches.

Especially the Beast Milk Emperor, although drinking beast milk is stupid, and it is indeed difficult to open up the sea of ​​suffering to practice, but being a human being does give everyone a strong potential to practice.

But now, Mo Luo is going against his origin, which means that Mo Luo can be traced back to the Immortal Emperor or even a higher level existence.

(End of this chapter)