She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

Chapter 581 626-13 Crisis
"Junior brother, what does this sentence mean?"

The old monk could not understand this classic saying.

He had never heard of it. Could it be that monks could also eat meat and drink wine?
This was not a taboo, which caused him deep doubts during his hundreds of years as a monk.

"I don't know what this sentence means. Where is the taboo Buddha?"

If they make these mistakes and are not punished by their master, they will be locked up in a tower to fight those monsters.

Think about the terrifying hand monster tower. All the monsters in it are very scary and powerful.

I can't help but think about it.The body trembled.

"Then let's ask the master after he comes out of seclusion. But congratulations to the junior brother for finally passing the test and becoming a true holy son. This is a blessing to the Holy Land of Ancient Buddha."

The old monk put his hands together, congratulations!

Their ancient Buddhist Holy Land finally had the Holy Son. He wanted to become the true Holy Son at the beginning, but he couldn't withstand the temptation and fell into it. As a result, he could not become the Holy Son, which was his lifelong regret.

The Holy Son represents everything about the Holy Son of the Ancient Buddha and will be the future heir of the Holy Land of the Ancient Buddha.

You can also practice more profound Dharma. Although you are envious, you are not jealous.

And because the Holy Land rejoices in having the true Son.

Xumi accepted this ceremony and became the holy son of the ancient Buddha's holy land, and his identity changed drastically.

He is no longer the simple disciple of the Lord of the Holy Land before, he has a bright and bright future in the future.

I just don't know why, I feel a little regretful.

For some reason, the gear slowly walked out step by step.

I thought of an echoing scene in the empty hall. There were many golden Buddha statues next to it. I closed my eyes and stared at the middle position.

The place is solemn and solemn, and the Dharma resounds throughout the entire holy land.

The people outside stood respectfully on both sides, waiting for their Holy Son to come out.

Mo Yuheng had no idea what was happening here.

When I woke up from the inexplicable illusion, I felt that there was no longer darkness in front of me.

But when the sun sets on the top of the mountain, it is very bright and beautiful.

All the beautiful scenery came into my eyes, and my mood became broadened, as if my state of mind, which I had been thinking about for a long time, had improved again.

His cultivation level has also improved. His cultivation level has consolidated the Dharma in his body, and a small condensed Buddha statue is constantly swirling in his Dantian.

And his Dantian is his space, surrounded by the sound of Mi Mi.

All green plants are constantly undergoing transformation and no longer retain their original level.

Mo Yuheng was shocked. He didn't expect that something incredible would happen after he had a dream.

I have absolutely no idea what the hell is going on?

Could it be that it was as simple as just taking a nap?

But he always felt that it was not as simple as it seemed. All the memories of previous dreams were engraved in his mind.

Let him become mature and steady, and only think about avoiding harm in everything he does.

Ability to control emotions.

At this moment, the world was originally as dark as ink. A ray of warm sunshine broke through the silent darkness and became bright.

The mood is no longer heavy and becomes cheerful.

Slowly looking at the changes around him, this place was originally dark and the environment could not be seen.

When he reacted, he found that the place he was in was a large square, with other buildings hidden in the formation, and countless fonts on it.Continuously surrounded by light.

With strong pressure, there was a faint tendency to press it to the ground.Ji Wei stepped back and carefully observed that all these political and legal formations were higher than the fourth level protective formation. Logically speaking, how could a Jindan family have such a powerful formation?

It seems that Shujia is not as simple as it seems, but there are still various doubts.

He couldn't get close to these formations at all, let alone be able to further understand the situation.

He didn't give up and looked everywhere.

Even if he couldn't get close to the formations, he could observe the various characteristics of these formations from a distance.

Unexpectedly, the string of fonts on his surface were all ancient characters, not simple fonts.

Judging from the age, it is a Buddhist font used in Buddhism in ancient times.

It has a long history, but many places are a bit dilapidated, and important information cannot be found.

However, the fonts on these are very mysterious and seem to be useful to him, able to draw the spiritual power in his body.

His eyes were bright, and he thought of a good way. The spiritual power in the body was constantly being pulled and transformed into Buddha spiritual power, and these fonts were constantly removing the dross and extracting the essence.

It becomes a golden light that surrounds the whole body.

It seems that a Tathagata Buddha has appeared in this world, with kindness and majesty.

Entering a deep enlightenment, he felt as if he was bathing in the sun and felt very warm and comfortable. He saw the fonts flying towards him and wanted to break free.

But he found that around his body, each font seemed to be alive, from chaos to disorder.

It began to become orderly, each font continued to surround it, and finally integrated directly into his body.

It feels very magical why these fonts do not exclude her.

Could it be that he has the blood of the Shu family to receive such preferential treatment, and the inheritance cannot be passed on.

Suddenly he smiled, could this world still be the same as what was written in the novel? He became the heroine in the book and could get all kinds of inheritance and favor.
But think about it, how is this possible?

Do you want to think about it, or continue to refine the spiritual power in your body?
It's just that those wisdoms have been compressed to the point where they can no longer be compressed.

Slowly, the spiritual power in his body slowly turned into fonts, as if coming to life, turning into fonts and constantly rushing into his mind.

It seemed to force him to write it all down, directly hitting the depths of his mind.

It feels like there is constant turbulence in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if it is about to explode.

My head hurt so much that I reached out and hugged it.

I want to look up to the sky and scream, I want to pinch my head with my hands, but I can't relieve the pain.

He kept rolling on the ground, as if he felt an itch, and he stretched out his hands to scratch it but found no relief.

Instead, the itch penetrates to the bone marrow, and this feeling is unbearable.

My mind was constantly pounding, as if it was about to be torn apart.

But he still couldn't control the smells that kept colliding and breaking his sea of ​​consciousness in his mind, and he had to spend a lot of spiritual consciousness to consolidate those broken places.

There is also a part to block the entry of those words.

It won't work like this, it's a drop in the bucket.

His spiritual consciousness is limited. The longer the time goes on, the more he consumes. In the end, he can only let those terrible words slaughter him.

No, absolutely not. If he continues like this, his life will be in danger.

Moreover, if the divine time is torn apart and exploded, it is not a joke, but his soul will be severely damaged, or he will become a fool, or he will really become a lonely ghost.

Some are more terrifying than lonely ghosts, and they may even leave you alone.

Thinking of this, he was sweating all over his body, but it couldn't relieve him at this moment.Fear, fear.

What should I do?
(End of this chapter)