Yu Chonga also interrupted from time to time. Although Mo Xian is from other worlds, they have heard of their reputation. Yiba is a casual cultivator and a martial cultivator. He has not joined the outer sects of the three major sects. He is also a famous figure in the world of cultivation. It is said that he has reached the God Refining Stage, with the black iron sword behind it, but the heavy sword has no edge, and is known as the dull sword Mo Shanzi. ◎

Mo Xian smiled and it seemed that it was his family. However, Mo Xian didn't know whether Mo Xian's surname was Mo. He had been in the Hall of Yama since he could remember. There was a system in the Hall of Yama. The Hall of Yama. Orphans in the world and even children of good families were abducted and had never asked about their origins.

As for martial arts practitioners, if they can refine the spirit, their strength is similar to that of the cultivator of the Yuanshen, they can be called human immortals, but they are different from the true humans of the Yuanshen. His whole body has been condensed into one piece, forming a golden body and jade bone, and the spiritual consciousness is complete. It is no longer spiritual awareness. It can be released outside and even reborn in the body. However, the soul cannot leave the body. When competing with the cultivator, once it is close to the body, within a radius of dozens of feet, it will almost become a terrible domain.

Even if a god-transforming cultivator is unable to bear it, he can't stand it. It is said that when he reaches the level of martial arts cultivation, his spiritual consciousness can sense tens of thousands of miles, and even attack thousands of miles away, his feeling is extremely sensitive unless there is a secret method that can avoid it.

Mo Shanzi couldn't do such an exaggeration, but she could also do more than ten miles away, and the huge flow of energy destroyed the mountains and collapsed. This was a single run, and there were a total of three people.

The second one is the first Taoist cultivation and Nascent Soul cultivation. He is an outer disciple of the three sects. He is of the same nature as Mo Xian. He is known as the God of Fire Chen Wujie. It is strange that most of the world is dominated by oceans and water, but he specializes in fire.

There were four people in this draw. There were one more draw, and one person was one. Wu Xiu Chixia, and he was a woman, but his cultivation was high, no less than that of the Taoist Nascent Soul, and he could leave his body with his soul for thousands of miles.

These four people are here, and now they are on Yu Tong's boat. There are five people in total. Yu Chongaha laughed: "It's so lively, it seems we're late."

"It's not too late. The cave has not opened yet. I wonder if it will come again?" Mo Shanzi said that he had the highest cultivation level at the scene.

"Amitabha, donor, this is the place where my Buddhist master is left. Please come back!" Master Zhiguang said.

"A joke, there is no master here, so why do you say Buddhism and Taoism? Everyone depends on your ability!" Chixia spoke.

Just as Master Zhiguang was about to refute, Mo Xian spoke: "This fairy is right, everyone depends on his ability. Do you know which senior's cave is?"

"What do you care about him? We came to search for treasures, not to verify history. Who cares who he is?" Chen Wujie said impatiently.

Mo Xian didn't take his words seriously. He was just a middle-aged man among the crowd. Although he was known as the God of Fire, he was just a Nascent Soul. Mo Xian turned his head and asked Master Zhiguang: "Does the master know whose cave this is?"

"This is a Bodhisattva's cave. Donors, although my Buddhists are compassionate, they are also very angry. You must force them to enter. Don't forget that the clay man has three parts of nature. My Buddhists are not so easy to bully." said Master Zhiguang.

Mo Xian didn't care, but Yu Tong's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, a golden light rose from the sea and rushed straight into the sky from the sea. The sky was falling in the middle, and golden lotus rolled, and a statue of the Bodhisattva appeared. Mo Xian was stunned. It seemed that it was Guanyin, and it was difficult to reach this place. Putuo Mountain.

Then he found it funny that he knew that Guan Shiyin's temple was the legendary Putuo Mountain, with a peak named Luojia Mountain, and was always free in the purple bamboo forest.

Master Zhiguang had already bowed and declared: "Namo Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Mo Xian knew that he had guessed correctly, but he didn't expect that this was Guanyin's temple. Yi Yutong was a little confused, and Yu Chong'a's eyes lit up. Mo Xian saw this and knew that Yu Chonga knew.

The Buddha statue faded away, a passage appeared in the golden light, and a whirlpool appeared in the sea water. Yu Tong said to everyone in a low voice, and everyone took the air. He pointed casually, and the boat immediately shrank and put it away.

Someone moved there. Mo Shanzi pulled out. A monk named Ningde seemed to have just completed the golden elixir and turned into a ray of light and rushed away. As soon as he reached the vortex, he heard a scream. The man turned into ashes. As soon as he died, the others immediately stopped.

Mo Shanzi was furious and roared, and a punch was filled with energy, turning into a blue dragon dozens of feet, plunging into the golden light passage.

A thin light immediately appeared in the golden light channel, cutting directly. The dragon transformed from the qi met the light, causing thousands of changes. The golden light wave after wave, and with a bang, the Qinglong directly knocked through the finely cut light and entered an unknown space.

He saw the fist turning into a green dragon, breaking through the shattered light and entering it, and the person also broke in. Before entering, he called someone behind him: "Use magic weapon to protect yourself and break in with me!"

One person behind immediately raised a Hunyuan umbrella, and the umbrella emitted light and protected him inside. Mo Shanzi did not use magic weapons to protect her. The qi around her shook. As soon as all the light approached him, she was immediately shattered by the qi and the two broke in.

As soon as they broke in, the others moved. A Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover appeared beside Chen Wujie, and nine circled to protect the four of them and entered it. When they entered, a figure flashed, and there seemed to be many ghosts around him, and it was Chixia, who came first with her back and broke into it before Chen Wujie.

Yu Chong'a moved his steps, and the true fire of the Great Sun Tathagata rose from his head, wrapped around his whole body, and also threw himself into it. After a few intrusions, Mo Xian saw the gap between his eyes. When his body moved, there was no treasure light. The figure was blurred. It was not that he used Yin and Yang to escape, but that his body quickly avoided the fine light. The light did not touch his body and entered it.

By relying on the universal Ruyi, I protect myself and my disciples, and also enter them.

Master Zhiguang yelled the Buddha's name and walked step by step under his feet. Every step he took was a lotus under his feet, and he was chanting the Heart Sutra. What is strange is that as he recited, the golden light channel reached straight under his feet, connecting him and his people together, and the shattered light seemed to have not appeared at all.

Mo Xian entered it and found a mountain in front of him. There was a stone in front of him. Luojia Mountain was carved on it. It was a temple of Guan Shiyin. There was a purple bamboo forest in the mountains, but the road was blocked by a man. This man looked dark and strange, wearing armor and holding a studded iron stick.

"Who are you?" Mo Shanzi drank.

At this time, Master Zhiguang came in. When he saw this person, he was overjoyed and said, "I have seen the lord guarding the mountain under the Bodhisattva's seat!"
Chapter completed!