Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 203
Mo Yuan could not have imagined that not long ago, he showed his supernatural power and killed Pudu Cihang and a group of old Buddhist monks. In the end, an old monk would come to save him.

It was an old monk wearing a scarlet cassock. He had a ruddy complexion, a tall stature, and a peaceful and gentle smile on his face. Feel good about it.

However, as soon as he appeared, Mo Yuan flew towards the golden liquid Yuanshen. Even if he stopped in place, the mana that sealed the Yuanshen disappeared.

"It's you!"

Since his appearance, Donghuang Taiyi, who has always shown that everything is under control, changed his expression for the first time, and he said in disbelief: "How could it be, how could it be, my Donghuang Bell clearly covered up all the secrets, How did you find out?!"

"Amitabha, all these are predestined dharmas!"

The old monk clasped his hands together, bowed his head to Tai Yi, pointed at the Eastern Emperor Bell with a smile and said: "Fellow Daoist, this treasure is destined to belong to the poor monk!"

"Quite mention, quasi mention!"

Tai Yi's voice suddenly raised, and he asked loudly: "Tell me, what's wrong? I've planned for hundreds of millions of years, and I have my brother to help me. There is no reason to reveal my identity. Even saints like you are determined not to be able to track it down." Find out the whereabouts of the Eastern Emperor Bell!"

Ready to mention!

Hearing this name, Mo Yuan's heart was shocked. This one is one of the two founders of Buddhism in the legend. He is a Taoist, comparable to Sanqing, and he is definitely one of the top giants in the heavens and myriad worlds.

But then he also fell into the same confusion as the Eastern Emperor. He seemed to have no connection with this giant. It didn't make sense that he would pay attention to himself, a figure who could not even be considered an ant, and come to save himself?

"The poor monk naturally cannot detect the whereabouts of the Chaos Clock, but if it appears in front of the poor monk, it will be difficult for the poor monk not to notice it."

The smile on Zhunti's face became more and more intense. He stretched out his hand slightly, and Mo Yuan's primordial spirit fell into his palm, and he said: "In the Great Desolate Continent, catastrophes continue. Daoist friend, you have been silent for many years. You must not know what is happening now. Speaking of the situation in the Three Realms, it is thanks to this little benefactor."

"Let me understand!" Donghuang Taiyi said with an ugly expression.

The Zhunti monk in front of him was the one who proved the Dao and sanctified in the past, and he was far from his opponent when the Taiyi was in its heyday, not to mention that now there is only a wisp of illusory primordial spirit left.

The moment the old monk Zhunti appeared, this ancient demon emperor, who had been waiting for hundreds of millions of years, already knew that he had no chance.

Therefore, he only wanted to know the truth and why he lost.

Zhunti didn't make a fool of himself, saying: "Dragon and Han cataclysm, Lich catastrophe, you and other monster races lost their position as the overlord of heaven and earth, and on the prehistoric continent, it is the human race that occupies the destiny of heaven and becomes the well-deserved protagonist. Then it broke out The Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods, this catastrophe allowed the Heavenly Court to officially take control of the Three Realms. But now, it is a catastrophe that deserves the great prosperity of my Buddhism, and the poor monk has always focused his attention on the key point of the catastrophe."

The key to the catastrophe?
Donghuang frowned slightly, thinking carefully, Mo Yuan brought the Donghuang bell, not to mention other worlds, in that prehistoric world, except for the dragon clan, the only thing that was unusual was the flowers and fruits of Dongsheng Shenzhou. mountain.

"You mean, the key to this catastrophe is Huaguo Mountain, this kid went to Huaguo Mountain, that's why you noticed me?" Tai Yi said.

"exactly!"

Monk Zhunti nodded and said with a smile: "This young man has bumped into the poor monk's hand. It must be that the poor monk has a predestined relationship with this treasure."

"Does it have a relationship with you? I don't think so!"

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi sneered, and said: "The Eastern Emperor Bell is the treasure that opens the heavens, and it is the top-level divine object in all heavens and myriad realms. How can you easily surrender it, unless it takes the initiative to recognize its master, otherwise, I will If it dies, it will immediately escape into the long river of fate and hide itself in the heavens and worlds, even if it is as strong as you, it will never be possible to obtain this treasure!"

"Friend Daoist is wrong!"

Zhunti smiled again, pointing to Mo Yuan in the palm of his hand, and said: "Chaos Clock has already recognized this young man as the master, and when your remnant soul is wiped out, the poor monk will use the boundless Dharma to save this boy as a statue of my Buddhist sect." Dharma protector, at that time, this chaotic clock will naturally be the treasure of my spiritual mountain, and suppress the luck of the great religion for my Buddhist sect!"

Donghuang Taiyi's expression changed, of course he knew that what the old monk in front of him said was true, how could he have the ability to travel through ten thousand realms and heavens with his remaining sliver of primordial spirit? Otherwise, how could he, a majestic generation of demon emperor, allow this treasure of opening the sky to descend on an ordinary human race?
Mo Yuan also had a bad expression on his face. He thought he had escaped from the tiger's den, but who knew he had entered the wolf's den again!
The Eastern Emperor Taiyi wanted to kill himself, but the great savior, the monk Zhunti, was not a good person. He was a majestic saint, and he personally used the Buddha's teachings to save himself. I will be used by Buddhism forever.

After being reduced, is he still himself?
Of course not, at that time, there was no more Mo Yuan in the world, only one Buddhist protector!
However, even if you know this situation, so what?Mo Yuan couldn't change the ending at all.

The two people in front of him, whether they were the demon emperor's remnant soul or Zhunti's main body, were existences that he could not afford to offend, anyone could easily kill them, even if he was unwilling, he could not struggle.

Become stronger!Become stronger!
Since Mo Yuan became conscious, he has never had such a desire to become stronger in his heart like this moment.

"Also invite fellow Taoists to die!"

Zhun Ti clasped his hands together, and bowed to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Donghuang Taiyi suddenly burst into laughter, the laughter was full of madness, it took him a while to stop, pointing to the monk Zhunti and said: "Zunti, hundreds of millions of years ago, you were the one who plotted against my nephews and made the monsters After hundreds of millions of years of fighting against the witch clan, you are the one who prevented me from returning. I swore a great oath on the throne of the demon emperor. One day, all the heavens, myriad realms, and endless monster clans will surely slaughter the entire Buddhist sect, and let fate flow forever. Among them, there is not a single monk!"

"I swear a great oath on the throne of the Demon Emperor..."

This oath, following the rules in the dark, resounded in the eyes and ears of every powerful monster in the heavens and worlds, and also echoed in the sky above the Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan, and it lingered for a long time.

Journey to the Great World, Xiniu Hezhou, Futu Mountain.

A young man in a golden robe suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of A Chinese Ghost Story. There were tears in his eyes, and he murmured, "Uncle, uncle!"

Jilei Mountain, Moyun Cave.

A bull-headed monster with a strong breath was hugging a peerless beauty and talking and laughing. When the voice came, his expression changed drastically. After he heard the words clearly, he curled his lips and said, "Shilao!" Zi Yaohuang, what happened hundreds of millions of years ago, my old cow will not listen to you and seek death!"

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(End of this chapter)