The monk sitting cross-legged in front was still looking at Lin Mo.
Not only was he watching, the ferocious blood dragon growing out of his neck was also watching him.
The eyes are empty, dull and dull.
However, as the gaze lengthened, countless red dots began to appear in the whites of the strange pupils.
At the same time, Lin Mo could clearly feel that under his gaze, the distance between the two was getting closer.
It was as close as a flash.
But in an instant, the two became close to the same degree.
The two stood opposite each other, so close that the other person alone occupied most of his field of vision.
An unspeakable smell of blood hit my face.
At the same time, the noisy roaring beasts in my ears became louder and louder, and the sound of chanting Buddha's name and chanting sutras became more and more passionate.
Lin Mo's eyes widened, a strange black light condensed in his pupils, and he took a step forward.
boom!
Their foreheads collided.
He looked at him.
A ferocious smile.
Phew! Phew!
The clothes behind him exploded instantly, and two black shadows quickly emerged. They were his two accompanying black dragons.
The black dragon's scales were pitch black, with black smoke solidifying in the gaps. Two pairs of overlapping pupils in a pair of blood-stained eyes, both with double pupils, stared at the monk in front of the mountain wall.
Let out a silent roar.
The monk's compassionate and peaceful expression stopped and he smiled.
Then, with one finger.
Wow!
The next moment, the countless blood threads piercing into the ground beneath his body began to tremble and twist.
Suddenly, most of them were pulled up suddenly and fired in all directions.
Some of them turned into blood elephants with surging noses and hooves, some turned into giant pythons that straightened up and stuck out their tongues, screaming silently, and some turned into slippery and thick tentacles...
The blood threads evolved into all things, directly lifting the monk who was sitting on the ground.
One person and one dragon, hanging high in the air, looking calm, looking down at the end of the forest.
His eyes were gentle, compassionate, and tinged with compassion.
It's just... the figure lowered his head at first, looking down, but at the back, his eyes were still fixed on the person in front of him, and his head slowly began to rise...
At the end, I raised my head and looked up at the sky.
Lin Mo, who was originally standing below him, suddenly saw countless black smoke venting out of his eyes, nose, mouth and ears.
Quickly gather.
Then his body appeared in front of him, riding on the black mist, rising into the sky.
At the same time, more and more black smoke spewed out, quickly covering the monk's package.
During the process, there were countless black shadows crawling and crisscrossing like snakes and pythons.
In less than a breath, Lin Mo was floating above his head.
Hoo ho ho!!
At the same time, the black fog that originally spread began to slowly dissipate.
The dark shadow that was traveling quickly revealed its true appearance.
They were thick and twisted dark tree roots, with fine dragon scales on the surface and a cold sheen.
The whole thing looks like a dark snake.
These tree roots are intertwined, spread and connected, and finally form a huge hollow sphere.
Every node where the roots of the latter tree are connected has a ferocious, trembling face.
It was roaring silently, seeming to be suffering unspeakable pain.
Lin Mo's entire body stood at the top of the black sphere.
The countless tree roots come out of the black light wheel that is constantly crawling behind it.
Seen from a distance, this huge and evil black sphere is like a giant spider web, and Lin Mo is the coldest and cruelest top predator on the spider web.
"..." The monk raised his head, the compassion in his eyes stagnant.
The height difference between the two is too big.
Compared with the giant black sphere, all the blood beasts that lifted him up were like tigers and kittens.
"Surrender... surrender..."
Lin Mo murmured softly, looking at the monk in front of him, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.
The two behemoths, one big and one small facing each other, are already bigger than the mountain behind them.
But the monk not far away seemed not to see him at all.
You were still carrying the water, and I was watering the vegetables, humming a few lines of Buddhist scriptures from time to time, and having a great time.
Lin Mo looked at the monk beneath him. If he was not mistaken, he was the Fifth Patriarch Hongren mentioned by Zhenyi.
That was the last great enlightened deva since recorded in Landa Temple.
Its current state is an explanation of its way of heaven and man!
And the reason is very simple.
Use your body as a prison to subdue all things, subdue your horse, and transform your body into a blood dragon!
"I realize, I understand!...It turns out to be surrender..."
Lin Mo opened his arms and embraced the world, with a ferocious and cheerful smile on his face.
"...Actually I was on the right path from the beginning...!! I've never been on the wrong path!!"
The next moment, the thousands of faces on the huge black ball beneath him turned at the same time, opened their eyes, and stared at the monk below.
boom!!!
Countless black shadows moved around, instantly occupying the entire inside of the black ball and covering the entire world.
The roars of countless beasts and the monks chanting Buddhist scriptures disappeared in an instant.
Only Lin Mo's own twisted and shrill laughter remained.
"Don't be separated from the sect and seek other ways from outside. It is Changhua's origin, pure Yuan's original heart, binding the true nature, and finally achieving the transformation of heaven and man. It is interesting and interesting."
Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes. The blood and tears on his face disappeared, and he was no longer in the same state as during the great destruction.
Restored to its original appearance.
He read out the original writing on the stone wall.
But the stone wall in front of me suddenly opened a ferocious crack in the next moment.
Click click click.
The cracks continued to expand and began to extend...
Snapped!
The latter turns directly into gray.
Lin Mo stepped forward, bent down, brushed the gravel and lime, and picked up a small white flower.
Blow gently.
Dust is flying on it, and the petals are shaking.
He put it away carefully.
Then he looked at the pile of sand and dust at his feet.
It has existed for more than a thousand years, and its survival to this day is entirely due to the divine will of Hongren, the fifth ancestor.
Now that the will of God has been taken away by him, he naturally has no choice but to rely on himself to face time, and finally turns into a handful of loess under the knife wheel of time.
Tread.
A series of footsteps.
Zhenyi and Qiu Kun, dressed in bright red cassocks, slowly walked up from downstairs.
The two of them were turning the beads in their hands, and their lips were moving slightly from time to time, as if they were reciting some sutra silently.
Lin Mo turned around in time and looked at the two of them, with a look of guilt on his face.
"I unintentionally damaged the treasures in the temple, senior brother. Qingliang feels guilty."
He spoke with sincerity and sincerity, not the flattery he had in the past when discussing friendships with superficial friends.
The two of them looked across the end of the forest to the pile of lime, and their eyes froze for a moment.
Qiu Kun's face moved slightly and he hesitated to speak, but Zhen Zhen's face remained calm.
"What the Fifth Patriarch left behind was originally intended for the next Great Enlightenment, but it's a pity that no one can get anything from it. It collapsed today. It should be a complete success. How can Junior Brother feel guilty?"
Lin Mo remained silent.
It actually makes sense to put it this way.
But this is setting aside the facts.
In the final analysis, he got the opportunity of the latter's sect and even destroyed this secret treasure.
Like this stupa, without the divine suppression left by the Fifth Patriarch Hongren, the strength of the field would be directly weakened by at least 70%.
Although it is considered a treasure now, it can suppress incoming enemies and temper the disciples in the sect.
But the value is greatly reduced.
Perhaps, from now on, even for the ordinary Five Dynasties Great Sages, it will have little effect.
It is equivalent to invisibly damaging the great heritage of Landa Temple.
Lin Mo thought for a moment and stretched out his hand.
Wow.
Countless black mist surged out from his sleeves.
The mist, which had almost condensed into substance, was like a tide, dyeing all the stupas on the ninth floor pitch black.
"This is..." Qiu Kun and Zhenyi saw the black mist in front of them and subconsciously wanted to resist.
Especially the latter, whose memory of this thing is still fresh.
But after seeing the calm-looking Lin Mo in front of him, he stopped moving again.
The latter had no reason to kill them.
Because if you really want to take action, it is actually easier to attack directly.
Not long after, black mist filled the entire floor.
Rustle rustle.
There was a strange noise.
After counting the interest.
The black fog slowly dissipated.
Instead, the many painted Buddha carvings originally on the walls of the hall were now covered with countless dark tree roots.
There is a strange aura exuding from it.
Even Zhenyi and Qiu Kun felt a sense of depression.
"There seems to be something missing." Lin Mo took back his hand and looked around.
Finally, his eyes fell on the original position of the stone wall.
He was thoughtful, then a black light flashed, and a large piece of primeval stone appeared.
Then he slowly stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the Yuanshi wall.
A black light flashed and countless white gravel fell.
After counting the interest.
Lin Mo carefully and carefully photographed a white flower that had been collected into the Yuanshi wall.
There is an extra line of writing on it.
But it is different from what the Fifth Patriarch Hongren left before.
Rather: equality reaches all directions, is untainted when entering the dust, and is not lost when leaving the dust.
That little white flower is right in front of the word "chuchen".
Lin Mo also has divine meaning on it.
Although he didn't leave any Kung Fu inheritance in it, his divine will was strong, stronger than that of the Fifth Patriarch Hongren.
Therefore, whether it is the training of divine will, the efficiency of accelerating the interaction between heaven and man will also be higher.
But outsiders here, below heaven and human beings, will have their mind and energy wiped out.
Once someone takes action, they will be attacked by the roots of immortal trees set up around them.
It can be regarded as leaving a layer of protection for Landa Temple, which can be regarded as making up for the inheritance he received.
Lin Mo briefly explained the truth, and Qiu Kun introduced it.
"Thank you very much for today, junior brother." Zhenyi finally nodded.
Lin Mo shook his head and said no more. He turned his hand and gave away a rosary.
It is made of unknown black wood, like stone, and exudes a cold air.
"It's equivalent to me taking action once, which may solve the problem."
Of course, it was just a move under normal circumstances, but even so, according to Lin Mo's estimation, if it were a sneak attack, a player of Taoist Guangmiao's level would probably not be able to withstand it.
"Shan." Zhenyi signaled Qiu Kun to catch it.
Lin Mo nodded and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, he was stopped by the truth.
"Junior brother, if you practice the method of binding precepts and have time, you can go to Daxue Mountain to observe the inheritance of the Eternal Buddha. It is passed down from the ten immortals of Qianyu Realm, and it may be useful."
Lin Mo nodded thoughtfully, and ripples appeared in the space around him.
In an instant, an invisible vortex appeared and the figure disappeared without a trace.
…
In the stupa.
Qiu Kun played with the rosary beads in his hand, and at the same time looked at the tree roots on the wall, stretching out his fingers to poke them from time to time.
Finally, I sat in front of the newly minted yuan stone tablet in the hall,
Surprised.
"Master, I finally understand why Qingliang is not a disciple of our temple, and you took the initiative to tell us the secrets of the temple.
Not only is this man very capable, he is also a very nice person..."
Qiu Kun said with a smile.
The rosary in his hand alone seemed to him like a silent volcano.
It seems calm and peaceful, but as long as it is provoked a little, it will definitely have earth-shattering killing power.
There is no doubt that this is a good treasure!
If he had this thing when he was attacked by Taoist Mingya before, we still have to touch it to know who will win!
And this Yuan stone tablet is even more extraordinary. Before this, he felt Tao suppression, even stronger than the previous relic hall.
This means that practicing here to strengthen your muscles and muscles and temper your mind will undoubtedly be more efficient!
Put this way, it’s actually not a loss.
It's just that Zhenyi smiled at this time.
Although his tone was slightly helpless: "I'm just following the general trend.
He... is actually the same person as me. He came to look for me, but he actually made up his mind.
Whether I say it or not, they will be found. It is just a matter of time.
And my active release of goodwill is just to make both parties look decent."
"Ah? I...I thought he was a good person..." Qiu Kun was dumbfounded.
Subconsciously, he looked at the rosary in his hand, and then at the Yuan stone tablet behind him.
"He is indeed a good person." Zhenshi smiled and said, "He got something and left without taking it by force. What is this other than a good person?
Even the first ancestor did not refrain from doing evil and practice good deeds, so whether you, me, or even him, all you have to do is purify your mind."
Qiu Kun seemed to have some realization.
"Okay, I'm going to retreat to see if I can figure out the last step.
Next, there is a true person in charge of the temple, but now there is a natural change and the people are suffering. This is the beginning of the natural change. You go down the mountain to have a look.
See how you can purify your mind if it were you." Zhenyi said.
Lin Mo did not return directly to Lingtai Temple in the Yin River Valley, but followed the map directly and headed to Hanzhou.
The purpose is naturally to go to the top sect in Hanzhou, the Snowy Mountains, to find the so-called Eternal Buddha inheritance.
Yes, his strength is indeed far stronger than Zhenyi, but that does not mean that the latter has no merit.
Anyway, Yizhou and Hanzhou are not far apart, especially for Lin Mo now.
Using the Realm of Dead Souls as a passage, the speed is extremely fast.
In just two days, he arrived in Hanzhou.
Compared to Yizhou, Hanzhou is colder.
It's so cold that ordinary people will get frostbite if they stand outside, even if they don't have time to drink tea.
Regardless of the official roads or provincial roads in Hanzhou, except for some armored ox convoys composed of warriors who are still moving around, ordinary people rarely go out.
Heavy snow fell one after another along the way.
White occupies the entire world.
There are few traces of living creatures.
Only some large cities and towns still retain basic human settlements.
Only when he saw it with his own eyes did Lin Mo truly understand the information conveyed to him by the Black Hand Tower in the temple: the weather was extremely cold, people were in danger, and the year was difficult.
What exactly does it mean?
He was confused and headed directly towards the Snowy Mountains.
Daxueshan is located to the north of Hanzhou and is truly located at the northern end of Kyushu.
It is known as a place where all living things die.
The former is located in the tallest and most majestic place among the mountains.
But before Lin Mo got close, he felt a violent surge of energy from a distance.
From time to time, huge snow-capped mountains collapse suddenly, forming avalanches that last for days.