Chu Mo suddenly looked at the old monk with a dull look, and his mouth twitched: "What do you want to know?"

"Take out the beads that seal your family." The old monk whispered: "A group of dying souls can only be relieved and happy."

Chu Mo mouth corner pumped, like a ghost looking at the old monk: "How do you know?"

"Oh, the breath of your body has already told me." The old monk looked at Chu Mo: "Relax, young people, Buddhism is not as terrible as you think, nor is it like the legend. If one day, you can really take it out. That step, then picking up your family is. At that time, if I deceive you today, wouldn’t it mean that we have left a huge disaster for our Buddha?”

"Do you know what I think in my heart?" Chu Mo looked at the old monk, his eyes filled with incredible.

The old monk smiled and laughed: "The old man has lived a little more, not as magical as you think."

Chu Mo looked at the old monk, and looked at the virtual monk who had bowed down from the moment, and he was quite uncertain in his heart. If this place is not the location of the Buddha's door marked on the map, Chu Mo is hard to believe that this desolation will be the Buddha's Gate.

Such a broken place, is it really a place where even the heavens are jealous?

Although rumors of this kind of thing, most of them have a big gap with the facts. But then again, there is no wind and no waves. The rumors that are completely unreliable can't live long.

The old monk said: "The skin is nothing."

Chu Mo is completely shocked!

He looked up and looked at the old monk: "Will you read the mind?"

"Ha ha ha ha." The old monk laughed happily: "Young people, are you looking at the legendary story? If the old man is the supreme, perhaps you will really say this magical power. The old man is just an old monk who is flying up. , where is that kind of magical power?"

"Flying period..." Chu Mo’s heart sinks, and the heart says that the monk in the ascendant period is so terrible to you? I didn't say anything at all, and I was guessed by you; I didn't show any emotions, just think about it in my heart. You came here with a sentence: skin!

Do you want to be so enchanting?

Or does this Buddha Gate have a unique magical power?

In contrast, Chu Mo is more inclined to the latter. Because he has a similar **** ventilation!

Think of this. Chu Mo suddenly moved, launched Feng Shui magical powers, and glanced at the desolation of the land of Buddhism.

brush!

A piece of golden light, almost stunned eyes!

hiss!

Chu Mo couldn't help but **** a cold breath. Go back a few steps backwards.

The old monk glanced at the ink with his eyes open, and the light in his throat flashed, not knowing what he was thinking.

The little monk's vain is a shocking color, and his face looks incredible and looks like Chu Mo. It is also like a ghost.

Chu Mo couldn't help but close his eyes. He was really shocked by the scene he saw... and he was scared!

At that moment, the scene he saw... Where is the broken and desolate scene? It is clearly a vast and vast palace!

This palace covers the sky and covers millions of miles!

Tall to the sky!

A statue of the Buddha, located in every palace, just the golden light that almost swayed the eyes of the Buddha, is the one that the Buddha statue exudes!

Every big Buddha is solemn in law, and his body exudes a sense of peace and dignity. It seems that they all suppress one side of the world.

"This... is this?" Chu Mo explained that he only used the technique of Fengshui magical power, and he saw this directly.

The old monk looked at the ink. Said faintly: "The skin is nothing."

"..." Chu Mo is full of black lines, do you want to be so hypocritical? He looked at the old monk: "Can you tell me something?"

The old monk sighed: "It’s all brilliant, what can you say?"

"The huge palace that covered millions of miles, the golden Buddha in every palace?" Chu Mo looked at the old monk and his eyes were stunned.

The young monk suddenly slammed down to the ground, folded his hands together, burst into tears and said, "It’s really a young saint. It’s really a young saint. Only he can see... really exists... it turns out Everything is not fake!"

"Oh..." The old monk sighed again. Looking at the virtual ferry said: "Everything has a law, such as a dream bubble, such as dew is like electricity, should be like a view. How is there. If it does not exist, how should it be?"

"But Master, this means that we have had a glorious past!" The words of tears burst into tears.

"You are too close." The old monk sighed for the third time, and then waved his hand: "You are not suitable to stay here again, go to the heavens and the heavens. Perhaps, there, you will find what you have been pursuing. of."

Falseness is a bit dumbfounded. Looking at the old monk, fierce gimmick: "Don't Master, the disciples know that they are wrong, and ask the Master not to drive away the disciples..."

Chu Mo was stunned and looked at this scene, he could not insert words. I don't understand what medicine the old monk is selling.

The old monk puts his hand: "The origin is like a flower, and why should you be a child? You know it well. Your future is not here. Now that the saint has experienced it, you should naturally leave here. Follow the law in your heart."

At this time, the eyes are still crying, but the look is no longer so fearful. He suddenly looked at Chu Mo, and his look was very sincere: "Can the donor tell me about it, what did you see at that moment?"

Chu Mo said: "A huge palace over a million miles, the palace is very tall and straight into the sky. In every palace, there is a golden Buddha, and every big Buddha seems to be suppressing one world."

"I understand." Fudu rushed to Chu Mo with his hands together and gave a deep ritual: "Thank you for the enlightenment of the donor, Xiao Xiao owes the donor a big cause and effect, and one day he must return."

The vain said, and smashed the head of the old monk, then stood up and walked out without looking back.

After a while, suddenly there was a strong and uninterrupted breath outside, and this breath continued to rise upwards!

"Is this?" Chu Mo was shocked, and rushed straight out, and saw that in a void in a thousand miles away, a thin figure, under the sky, was spurring the robbery.

That figure is not someone else, it is the little monk who just left!

But is he not a monk of the Mahayana period? How can it directly lead to the robbery? No, no... He is no longer a Mahayana monk! Chu Mo’s stunned look at the body of the figure constantly exudes a more intense atmosphere.

In a short period of time, the hard-boiled climb to the breath of the boom!

The improvement of cultivation... can it be like this?

Rumble!

A thunder, directly to the young monk.

However, the young monk reached out and grabbed it, but he directly grabbed a thunder.

This is the first time that Chu Mo has seen someone facing such a robbery.

Snapped!

That Thunder is directly caught in the hands of the little monk, and then... throw it away!

Boom, dissipated in the sky.

Then, another heavenly thunder. The little monk is dressed as usual, grabbing it, throwing it...get it!

"Is this in a robbery?" Chu Mo was stunned. (To be continued.)