At an infinite height, there is a scene where heaven and earth have not yet opened. There is no distinction between purity and turbidity, and no creation is revealed.
Two dazzling golden lights shattered everything and shredded the chaos.
Inside the black dragon's nest, in the Immortal Mountain, lies the ancient cave of the Immortal Tears Green Gold Mine.
The two golden lights that shook the heavens gradually extinguished.
Zhou Luo's originally ups and downs gradually calmed down.
Just now, the imprint of his spiritual thoughts left in Fuxi and Nuwa's Immortal Sea of Consciousness was touched, and he was suddenly awakened from his deep state of enlightenment.
At this moment, he had come to his senses and had a slight feeling that the two of them should be fine.
After hundreds of years of experience in the world of mortals, although the two of them are not at a high level at present, they have become saints after all, enough to walk among the stars.
For some reason, he was able to provoke an opponent who could touch the imprint of his spiritual mind.
Originally, Zhou Luo didn't plan to fight the younger ones and get out the older ones like the villains he had seen in movies.
Leaving a mark of spiritual consciousness is just to protect the disciples' most basic lives.
In his view, the next generation's grievances must always be resolved by themselves.
Otherwise, if you encounter something trivial, ask your dignified Heavenly Lord to stand up for your disciples.
What is cultivated is ultimately just a flower in a greenhouse, unable to grow into a powerful person capable of ruling the world.
But today, Zhou Luo felt that there seemed to be a destiny in Mohu, so he made a calculation on a whim.
"Huh?" It was rare for him to take the initiative, and he was unable to see the cause and effect.
"interesting."
Zhou Luo pondered for a moment, then turned into colorful bubbles and disappeared into the Immortal Gold Ancient Cave.
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This is an inconspicuous star in the vast universe.
The ancient star is not desolate, but it is not prosperous either. The origin of heaven and earth is weak, and the path of cultivation is difficult.
If there are saints passing by outside the territory, a rough induction will tell that the strongest people here are only on the second or third level of the Immortal Platform, and there are only a few Dao-killing kings.
Zhou Luo's figure appeared in the air, overlooking an inconspicuous hill at his feet.
Fuxi and Nuwa were lying in the grass, as if they had just woken up, their faces full of confusion.
Among the waist-high grass, an abandoned ancient temple is looming.
At the end of the mythology, Buddhism was not considered a major religion, but its teachings did spread, especially in places where life originated from major religions that were not inherited from ancient times, so temples were not uncommon.
The first time he landed on this star, Zhou Luo's divine thoughts instantly covered the entire star.
After traversing the world of mortals, only this tunnel is extraordinary.
Zhou Luo slowly fell from the sky.
"Master!"
The moment they saw Zhou Luo, the two of them suddenly regained their clarity.
Although he had forgotten the cause and effect and had no idea why he ended up here, he still saluted Zhou Luo respectfully and said:
"Disciple Fuxi (Nuwa) pays homage to the Master."
Zhou Luo nodded, and his invisible spiritual mind carefully explored this place, not even giving up the smallest particle in every grain of sand.
However, no abnormality was found. It seems that the culprit has already left and all traces have been erased.
To be able to hide it from Zhou Luo, I think the other party must have a high level of cultivation, or possess a supreme level treasure.
Zhou Luo raised his eyes and looked at the two people opposite who were still slightly confused:
"Do you two know why Master is here?"
Fuxi and Nuwa looked at each other and shook their heads honestly.
Seeing this, Zhou Luo smiled slightly:
"My master has left an imprint of spiritual thoughts in the consciousness of the two of you on the Immortal Platform. You will not touch it unless your lives are at stake."
"But just now, that divine thought has dissipated."
As soon as the words fell, a look of horror suddenly appeared on the two people's faces.
Even though he was surprised at the master's soft talk, he still protected the two of them after all.
At the same time, it's also horrifying that someone can actually touch the master's spiritual imprint and still succeed.
What kind of state should this person be in?
Fuxi and Nuwa both felt that they would survive the disaster.
At this moment, the two of them racked their brains to recall, but in the end they only felt that their minds were empty, and the most crucial memory was lost.
Fuxi and Nuwa couldn't help but have a look of shame on their faces:
"This disciple is really incompetent. I might not be able to help Master catch the thief."
Seeing this, Zhou Luo comforted him and said:
"There's no need for that. The difference between you two and him is too big, so there's nothing you can do about it."
Zhou Luo looked at the dilapidated ancient temple, and there was a layer of faint Buddha's light covering it, which he couldn't even notice.
It's a pity that the man was cautious and didn't leak any breath, only a kind of Tao Yun remained.
But it is enough to give a glimpse of his extraordinary cultivation.
Thinking of this, Zhou Luo smiled confidently.
I am the Heavenly Lord, who can be afraid of anyone in this world?
Zhou Luo's eyes were slightly closed, and there was a nine-color fairy light flowing in the celestial platform between his eyebrows, and the most powerful Yuan Shen Dao thoughts were pouring out like the Milky Way hanging upside down.
"boom!"
It was like a divine thunder suddenly sounded in the void, and a hazy white mist emerged.
Although they knew that the strange phenomenon here was caused by the master's magic, the sound like the roar of gods and demons coming from the misty mist still made the two of them feel sad.
What Zhou Luo used at this time was the supreme secret technique that was originally used to return to the original source and recreate the scene of the Underworld Emperor.
It was used at this time just to deduce an existence that is not at the supreme level.
Of course it's a piece of cake and doesn't require the assistance of the Yuan Shen Fairy Fruit at all.
"boom!"
Zhou Luo opened his eyes, and the scene of the sky and the earth opening and the stars rolling over flashed by.
The white mist exploded instantly and turned into a shower of light, baptizing the place and recreating the scene at that time.
Zhou Luo protected the two disciples and looked at the field curiously.
Among the grass, the figures of Fuxi and Nuwa emerged, and opposite them was an old monk with long eyebrows reaching to the ground.
The old monk has kind eyebrows and kind eyes. The top of his head is not bright and has sparse yellow hair. He is wearing a cassock and precious clothes and holding a purple gold alms bowl.
But Zhou Luo clearly felt that there was a heavy weapon hidden in his body, and I am afraid it was this weapon that helped him erase all traces.
"Master Moro!"
The first time she saw the old monk, Fuxi Nuwa's mind suddenly exploded, and the sealed memories came over like a tidal wave.
I saw three people sitting on the ground, quite elegant.
Fuxi looked solemn:
"Reporting to Master, since I became a saint, the two of me have traveled around the heavens. I heard that there are relics of the ancient gods here, so I came here specially, but in the end I found nothing."
"However, I met this master Moro by chance in this ancient temple on a deserted mountain. His cultivation is unpredictable, but he treats others peacefully. We had a great conversation."
As Fuxi came one by one, the scene in the field also changed.
Nuwa on the side then added:
"He wanted to lure us two into Buddhism, but when he was rejected, he just held up flowers and smiled. Immediately, he took the initiative to give lectures to my brother and sister. I saw flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses sprouting from the ground. It was truly magical."
Speaking of this, Nuwa's face suddenly turned red:
"My brother and I were fascinated by what we heard, so drunk that we fell unconscious immediately..."
"You guys." Zhou Luo shook his head, showing a helpless expression.
These two disciples are good at everything except they like to listen to people preaching the sutra.
Perhaps it was because I had tried to practice on my own before, suffered a lot, and was fascinated by all the wonderful scriptures, but this time I really got the Tao.
In the field, as Master Namoluo's sermon gradually reached its climax, scriptures filled the sky, the sound of the great road roared, and Fuxi and Nuwa fell to the ground in response, unconscious.
Immediately, the old monk stopped, with a successful smile on his face.
Perhaps he was too relaxed, but now it seems that the old monk's originally kind-hearted look turned out to be cunning and cunning.
Zhou Luo's eyes swept over and he actually found a fluffy tail from behind the cassock.
What kind of eminent monk is this? He is clearly an enlightened weasel!
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Wow, the author misestimated his coding speed. I'm afraid the third update will be after midnight. Let's publish the second chapter now.
If you guys can't wait, you can save the third chapter until tomorrow, I'm sorry.
