Buddhist disciples of the prehistoric

Chapter 512
Tiandao lifted the ban and allowed the holy land to enter the prehistoric world, but it also added a few restrictions.

But this is also what it should mean. When cultivators in the holy realm practice, the spiritual energy they need is too huge. If so many monks in the holy realm return to the prehistoric wasteland to absorb the spiritual energy, then I don’t know how many monks will have no spiritual energy to absorb. .

Not to mention the strength of the monks in the holy realm. If they acted in the prehistoric, the land would collapse and the earth would crack, and the sky would collapse. The destructive power would be too great.

But all in all, the way of heaven still allowed the holy monks to enter the prehistoric.

'It seems that Tiandao doesn't have much hope for this matter. Mo Ke said silently in his heart.

Presumably, among the five Great Thousand Worlds, the five weakest are all chaotic gods and demons in the late stage of the Holy Realm.

In the face of such a strong lineup, it is normal to have no confidence. On the contrary, if Tiandao is too confident, it will look a little weird.

Mo Ke shook his head slightly, and while everyone was still digesting Hong Jun's words, he secretly communicated with Amitabha and said something.

After hearing this, Amitabha sighed in his heart, but for the sake of Honghuang, he had to speak out.

"I know that you all have your own petty thoughts. This is human nature, but I hope that before this great war breaks out, Honghuang's strength will not be lost due to internal fighting." Amitabha said lightly.

It was just that Mo Ke secretly told Amitabha Buddha what he had seen before, hoping that he would come forward to warn him, so that everyone would feel awe, that's why this situation happened.

Everyone present was not unwise, and naturally heard the warning in Amitabha's words.

Regardless of whether they can do it or not, at least now, in front of Amitabha, they all nodded their heads.

"I hope you can really do it." Amitabha shook his head, left this sentence, and left with Zhunti and Mo Ke.

Although it is possible to enter the Great Desolation, before that, the four of Amitabha still need to prepare.

"Teacher, Uncle Martial, do you think those people will really be honest after listening to your warning?" In fact, Mo Ke already had the answer in his heart, but he just wanted to ask what other people think.

Zhunti shook his head, and said helplessly, "Even if they know that the enemy is at hand, they will probably fight among themselves first, to compare the outcome."

Perhaps the scale will be reduced due to the war, but no matter what, they probably don't want to let it go.

One is because of the hatred between the two parties, and it will not be turned into jade just because of the arrival of foreign enemies.

The second is because it is related to the face and luck of the monks in the holy land, and these two things are the most important things in the holy land.

"Alas!" Amitabha shook his head and sighed, his attitude towards the outcome of this war became more and more pessimistic.

Mo Ke can't do anything about it, everything that needs to be said has been said, it is impossible for them to come forward to arrest each other, and prevent them from plotting against each other, right?

"Do your best and obey the fate." Mo Ke said helplessly: "We have done everything we should do. If Honghuang is still defeated in the end, then we will break out of the siege and save our lives. There is nothing embarrassing."

Zhunti couldn't help laughing when he heard Mo Ke's words, and said, "You think simply."

"After all, you can't be too pessimistic." Mo Ke said with a smile: "After so many years of cultivation, I still have some self-preservation power, which can save the lives of some close people."

After the four masters and apprentices chatted for a while, they were not so nervous, and they no longer kept thinking about the conflicts of the other saints as before.

Just like what Mo Ke said, just do your best, obey the destiny, and do your best.

Afterwards, the four of them went to prepare separately, closing the small world they created, so as not to be taken advantage of by others.

Especially Moco's Kurongtian, where the spiritual plants and elixir that he has collected over the years of cultivation can be planted.

Even a large part of them were extinct in the prehistoric times and were extremely precious.

For these elixirs, Mo Ke specially enlightened a dozen Taoist boys, taught them patiently, and watched them learn it before leaving with peace of mind and entering the prehistoric world.

And in the prehistoric, people were extremely surprised because the Heavenly Dao lifted the ban and allowed the holy monks to enter the prehistoric.

But what surprised them even more was that all the saints were preaching for the disciples of their own forces.

No matter how close you are or how close you are, no matter how high or low your cultivation level is, as long as you are his descendant, you can come and listen to the sermons of the Holy Land!
Especially the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, Zhen Yuanzi, would not reject anyone who came. Cultivators of any status could come to Longevity Mountain to listen to the sermon.

"Teacher, there are four saints in my Buddhism. It would be a waste to preach together."

When Mo Ke saw Zhen Yuanzi preaching, his eyes lit up immediately, and he said: "Otherwise, follow the example of Senior Zhen Yuan, my senior brother and I will go to preach to non-Buddhist monks, teacher, you and your senior uncle will preach to your brothers." road."

"Teacher, what do you think of this idea?" After finishing speaking, Mo Ke looked at Amitabha Buddha anxiously, hoping that he could answer.

There are four holy places in Buddhism, and the number is indeed a bit too much. I don’t think about other forces, there are only two at most, and it’s just right to replace them in turn.

What's more, preaching to all living beings is not only a great ambition of Amitabha Buddha and Zhunti, but also brings a good reputation to Buddhism.

"Since you want to go, let's go. Zhunti and I are on the side of Buddhism." Amitabha nodded and agreed.

Mo Ke hurriedly pulled Dashizhi away from Mount Sumeru, found a random place in Xiniu Hezhou, and then said to Dashizhi: "Brother, I'm just preaching here, you can find a place by yourself."

The general situation was dumb, and he shook his head and said: "I didn't even promise to come out with you, so you just pulled me out, it's really overbearing."

"If senior brother is unwilling, how can I pull you out?" Mo Ke replied with a smile.

"Forget it, I can't say enough about you." Da Shizhi shook his head, and flew away directly.

Mo Ke smiled, calmed down his mood, and his voice was filled with mana, and the voice spread: "I am Mo Ke, a disciple of Buddhism, and I am here today to give a lecture on the way of cultivation."

When the creatures within a radius of ten thousand miles heard these words at the same time, their first reaction was not surprise, but suspicion!
Even if the holy land has returned to the prehistoric world now, Mo Ke, as a monk in the holy land of Buddhism, does not preach at Mount Sumeru.

How could he come here for no reason and preach to people who have nothing to do with Buddhism?
But there were also some monks who, with the thought of giving it a try, rushed over following the guidance of the voice.

Many smart people among them felt that it was impossible for anyone to pretend to be a monk in the holy realm, so they rushed over early.

(End of this chapter)