Buddhist disciples of the prehistoric

Chapter 515 The Battle Is Coming
The place where Mo Ke preached on Xiniu Hezhou was not fixed, but the auspicious clouds under his seat fluttered around with the breeze, and then he saw a good place, so he fixed the auspicious clouds and began to preach for all living beings.

Every time Moko is in a place, he will leave after 30 years of preaching, and every time he leaves, countless souls follow him.

As for those monks who listened to Mo Ke's sermon and felt something in their hearts, Mo Ke also took action to protect them so that they would not be disturbed.

If you want to say why Mo Ke doesn't always determine a place, the reason is also very simple, that is, there are too many monks!

If he had been stopping at one place to preach, the aura in that area might not be enough for so many monks to cultivate.

In other words, Mo Ke was worried that they absorbed too much aura and destroyed Xiniu Hezhou, which had a relatively fragile environment.

However, doing so would be a pain for those monks who followed the sermon. Mo Ke could ride the auspicious clouds to drift around, but they could only control the auspicious clouds and follow them by flying at low altitude.

But in the eyes of those monks, this is nothing at all, and they even feel that this is Moco's test.

If Mo Ke knew that they were thinking this way, he would definitely feel a little dumbfounded.

"Huh? The way of heaven is no longer hidden so deep!" Mo Ke, who was sitting on the auspicious cloud, was curious for a while, and wanted to find out how many quasi-sages had been born over the years, but he did not expect to find this accident things.

Then after thinking about it, Mo Ke knew the reason. It was nothing more than Tiandao felt that the enemy was approaching, and the prehistoric world was difficult to preserve, so he slightly loosened the hole to prove the Hunyuan!

If there is a quasi-sacred book, wandering on the edge of the holy land, maybe you can use this opportunity to successfully prove the Tao.

But how can it be so simple to prove the Dao?Although the way of heaven has relaxed a little, so far, no holy monks have been born.

"Now the quasi-sage who may take advantage of this catastrophe to prove the way..." Mo Ke thought about it carefully, and then several names emerged.

The two ancestor witches, Shakyamuni, Yunxiao, Jumang, and Xuanming, and the two gods Shiqilin, Yuanxia, ​​and Youli, there are no more than seven people in total!

Except for the seven that Mo Ke thought of, it is not impossible for other quasi-sages to prove the Tao, but the probability of success is not as high as them.

"The best result is that these seven can prove the Dao and strengthen the strength of Hong Huang, and the worst result..." Mo Ke shook his head, it is impossible that none of the seven can seize the opportunity to prove the Hunyuan Bar.

Mo Ke thought about it wildly, and suddenly saw countless creatures looking at him eagerly, and then remembered that he was still preaching for everyone.

"Cough." Mo Ke coughed a little embarrassedly, and then spoke the truth of the Dao.

There is no golden lotus springing up from the ground, no celestial maiden sprinkling flowers, if there is any vision, it is Mo Ke who took a lot of spiritual energy from the chaos.

To be more precise, this is the aura that Mo Ke absorbed from his own Kurong Heaven.

If it wasn't for Mo Ke's actions, the aura nearby would not be enough for so many monks to swallow together, and it would be even more insufficient if a large number of monks broke through.

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Time flies by, and more than 3000 years have passed in the non-stop sermons of the saints.

Mo Ke temporarily stopped his preaching in Xiniu Hezhou, because his teacher Amitabha summoned him and told him to return to Mount Sumeru as soon as possible.

"Teacher, uncle, what's the matter?" When Mo Ke returned to Mount Sumeru, Dashizhi, Sakyamuni and others had already arrived.

Amitabha said slowly: "I brought you back this time to tell you that the five great worlds are not far from the prehistoric world."

"Teacher, are you going to tell them the matter?" Mo Ke was not surprised about this matter. After all, so many years have passed, they should be here.

Mo Ke was surprised that his teacher was going to tell Shakyamuni and other quasi-sages about this matter.

"The war is about to break out. If we don't tell them and give them time to prepare, it will be too late." Zhun Ti explained.

Shakyamuni and other quasi-sages all showed doubts. They knew that there must be a reason for Tiandao's sudden lifting of the ban and allowing the holy land to enter the prehistoric world.

Some people also guessed that a world war will break out, but judging from the reactions of Amitabha and others, this war may be very dangerous!
That's why so many monks in the holy realm have been preaching for thousands of years. I hope they can have some insights, and their cultivation can go further, and then their strength can be improved.

Mo Ke nodded, there is nothing wrong with these words, but...

"Teacher, have the other saints told the quasi-sages in their forces?" If only the Buddhist family did this, it might be a little inappropriate.

"Everyone has said it one after another, but it is strictly forbidden to pass it on to monks below the quasi-sage."

Amitabha turned to Sakyamuni and the others, and said, "Soon, a great war will break out in the wild!"

"A big battle that is very likely to destroy the prehistoric world!"

Immediately afterwards, Amitabha told everyone in detail, including the opponent's strength that was several times greater than that of the prehistoric.

"Uncle, since they are so powerful, why did we leave Honghuang early? After all..."

Midway through Mitreya's words, he suddenly remembered the existence of the Wind Spirit Realm, and it was not suitable to publicize it, so he shut up abruptly.

"The prehistoric world is the most special world in the chaos..." Zhun Ti explained in detail why he didn't leave.

"And if the situation is really bad, we will do our best to take you away from the prehistoric world."

Shakyamuni suddenly asked: "Dare to ask the saint, are these five great worlds caused by a certain quasi-sage who went to the chaos to find opportunities, but was caught?"

"Yes." Mo Ke interrupted and asked, "Do you know which quasi-sage it is?"

Sakyamuni nodded and said, "If I didn't guess, it should be Ziwei."

"Why do you think it's Ziwei?" Mo Ke was puzzled. He had seen Ziwei before, but he didn't find anything wrong with him.

"You have been preaching all these years and didn't pay attention to what happened in the prehistoric world. Naturally, you don't know that not long ago, Ziwei's cultivation suddenly regressed, and even Ziwei Star God, the God of the North Pole, almost failed to keep the god position."

Mo Ke was startled when he heard the words, according to what Sakyamuni said, this incident might really be caused by Ziwei.

And the reason why Ziwei was affected not long ago should be that the five chaotic gods and demons knew that they were not far from the prehistoric world.

In this way, the Ziwei avatar that led the way was naturally useless, and was obliterated by them, and then affected Ziwei.

"Even if this battle was not caused by Ziwei, it will be caused by other people in the future." Amitabha shook his head and said, "This is the cause and effect of Pangu and the Chaos gods and demons. One day, it will end."

(End of this chapter)