An old monk with long eyebrows and kind eyes, wearing a cassock and precious clothes, holding a shining precious pestle.
He is sitting cross-legged in front of a fairy pond with beautiful fairy clouds and steaming Buddha light. When Zhou Luo's figure appeared on the top of Mount Sumeru, he saw such a scene.
The Eight Treasures Merit Pool is overflowing with light, and there are endless Zen chants of the innate Buddha's voice. Seeing this, Zhou Luo couldn't help but sigh: "Mount Sumeru is still the same as before." The small but majestic voice resounded throughout Mount Sumeru, like throwing a stone into a deep pool.
The long-browed old monk Mara below could not help but tremble. Someone actually sneaked into this place silently!
In shock, the old monk Moluo first tightly squeezed the merit treasure pestle in his hand, but he relaxed after sensing the familiar breath of Daofa Tianzun.
"My Buddha is merciful, and Mara bows to see the Heavenly Lord!" Knowing that the Daofu Heavenly Lord is coming, the old monk Mara is sincerely convinced and bows respectfully.
Seeing this, Zhou Luo just nodded and didn't say much. A bright green light slipped from Zhou Luo's hand and took root directly at the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.
It was a sacred tree that looked like it was carved out of jasper. It had lush branches and leaves, rustling, and was only about three feet tall.
It was the Bodhi tree that Zhou Luo took away.
"I keep my word and I will never break my promise." Zhou Luo said calmly. Seeing the return of the sacred tree, the old monk Mara cried with joy, and the Bodhi tree also shed its light of wisdom to comfort the latter.
His expression immediately returned to calm, and Moro looked at Zhou Luo respectfully: "I wonder if the Heavenly Lord has come, but does he have any other instructions?" Zhou Luo originally planned to use the Eight Treasures Merit Pool to breed immortal seeds.
But suddenly I thought, wouldn’t I be born bathed in the Buddha’s light? Do I really want to be a monk?
So I gave up the idea immediately. After thinking about it, Zhou Luo asked Moro to lead him to the mine containing the purple gold divine iron.
Zhou Luo came here not to take away this divine material. It was soaked in Buddha's light and was not in line with his way.
The center of Xiantai's eyebrows shone brightly, and divine thoughts poured out. Zhou Luo used his supreme divine thoughts to inscribe on this place, and placed four extremely divine inscriptions, which shone brightly in the sky: "All living beings are to be feared." If someone comes here to take it away God knows, you can naturally see this motto.
When it was over, Zhou Luo immediately turned around and left. Before leaving, Zhou Luo looked at the old monk with a smile: "You also want to proclaim yourself?" Knowing that he could not hide it from Zhou Luo, the old monk Moro said truthfully: "Even if the source liquid produced by the Eight Treasures Merit Pool is not as good as the immortal source, it is It is also enough to seal away the old age and leave it to future generations.”
"If you don't see the true Buddha, how can you be scattered!" When talking about this, the Buddha's light flickered in Moro's eyes, like a magic lamp burning, trying to illuminate the future.
There are three thousand avenues, Zhou Luo has no intention of blocking him, and just drifts away. And the sacred mountain Sumeru also dimmed in an instant and disappeared from the human world. It will not reappear after an unknown number of thousands of years.
At the next stop, Zhou Luo came to Feixian. I saw that the ancient stars that were originally so majestic now seemed silent and dull.
And all this is because the supreme beings in the Immortal Cave all chose to hibernate and fell into the deepest level of slumber.
All supernatural beings no longer manifest themselves in the outside world, and naturally no immortal shadows rush out or fly in the starry sky. Zhou Luo knew that this was also the method used by the Feixian Supremes to deal with the catastrophe of the end of the world.
Naturally, this place is not a good place to breed fairy seeds. Zhou Luo came here just to take away all the immortal materials left in Tianzun's ancient cave, as well as the long-lived magic medicine.
Before leaving, Zhou Luo took a deep look at this place. This was his first stop in this strange but familiar world.
The magical elixir of Tai Sui, the old Taoist Zhong You, the emperor's visit, the path to immortality...the memories of each scene were extremely vivid, and they were immediately hidden in his mind. Zhou Luo had no memories of this place anymore.
Traveling alone in the universe, Zhou Luo really felt like the whole world was lonely. The emperor died, and the heaven collapsed.
The impact is far beyond what the world imagines. Nowadays, even a quasi-emperor is hard to find in the entire universe. The great times are declining, and prosperity turns to decline. This is an eternal truth.
Zhou Luo passed by Gouchen and took away the Ziwei Emperor Divine Flower that he had been waiting for for a long time. He passed by Beidou again and saw similar scenes at Shenxu and Xianling.
The mist is so hazy that it really wants to disappear from the world. Finally, Zhou Luo came to the depths of the universe. Looking from a distance, the aura of the netherworld rises into the sky, as if it is another universe of its own.
Hell! The moment Zhou Luo stepped into the underworld formation, the water-like light spread out, and the black sky-reaching underworld treasure emerged, and the gods in it manifested in front of Zhou Luo.
"I thought, Daofa, you had forgotten that you are also the Lord of the Underworld." The god of Tongtian Mingbao complained with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Haha, there are Ming slaves and Ming Bao in the underworld for you to preside over. I, the master of the underworld, are really unworthy." After not seeing this living treasure for a long time, Zhou Luo swept away the gloomy silence along the way and showed a rare smile.
However, the next moment, Ming Bao actually said with a solemn tone: "If you come a few days later, I will prepare to hide the underworld from the world." Hearing this, Zhou Luo joked half-seriously: " So, aren't I just using my time to get some benefits in the end?" After Zhou Luo finished speaking, Tongtian Mingbao immediately understood that Daofu Tianzun did not intend to proclaim himself along with the underworld.
The brilliance on the dark treasure flickered, and after a long time, the god sighed: "It's okay, we are friends after all. I wish you success in your immortal path." It is rare to see such a serious side of Tongtian Mingbao, and Zhou Luo also put it away With a joking expression, he said solemnly: "I hope I can see you again someday, and by then, Mingbao, you will have turned into an immortal weapon."
"It's not easy to become an immortal weapon." Ming Bao shook his head and said no more. Finally, Tongtian Mingbao accompanied Zhou Luo on a tour of the underworld.
On the dark underworld, countless coffins were laid out, and the Yin soldiers and generals with considerable cultivation were lying quietly among them.
As for the walking dead without coffins, they all consciously buried themselves deep in the underworld and fell into deep sleep.
In the end, Zhou Luo only took some fairy liquid from the source of the underworld and the eye of creation, and left. A few days later, a roar that shook the heavens came from the vast underworld.
When everything was over, some monks who had the courage to go to inquire found that the universe was empty and the earth was hard to find.
On the aqua blue stars, there is the only sacred land hidden in the formation. The sacred mountain towers into the clouds, as if it has penetrated into the universe, surrounded by chaos and stars.
Kunlun. In the core fairy land, thousands of mountain peaks gathered together, and thousands of lifelike dragon heads emerged, all of which revealed their essence toward the fairy pool.
It has to be here! Zhou Luo sighed in his heart. After much thought, he concluded that this place was the most suitable for breeding immortal seeds.
Covered by the great array of Emperor Zun and Ming Zun, it will not manifest in the human world for at least tens of thousands of years. And if you add some arrangements of your own, I'm afraid I can avoid the eyes and ears of the Supreme for even longer.
Thinking like this, Zhou Luo immediately started to take action. His cultivation level is not much weaker than that of the original Emperor Zun and Ming Zun, and he is also proficient in their scriptures, so it is easy to adjust and change the formation.
Not only did he add a few more hidden formations, but he also modified his method of fishing from the lake and seizing the source essence of the ancient stars, heaven and earth.
Finally, Zhou Luo dropped the withered immortal seed in his hand into the immortal placenta. There seemed to be a buzzing sound in the void.
In an instant, Zhou Luo was keenly aware that the great road here had changed, as if it had been completely activated. The essence of the dragon heads of thousands of dragons and the fairy essence of the earth's divine spring were all absorbed into that fairy seed.
Silently feeling the momentum coming from the entire Kunlun, Zhou Luo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Different from the birth of the immortal weapon, at this time, I only feel the immortal essence flowing out, and it does not cause any additional burden on the earth's heaven and earth avenue.
After settling a matter on his mind, Zhou Luo immediately turned into a dream and disappeared without a trace.
