Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 63 Xiaguang
Mana, feeling the full mana in his body, Mo Chen was about to cry.

It's not easy, since being sealed by Laojun, in order to restore his cultivation and help Liu An ascend to the throne, he was almost hacked to death by Marshal Tian You, and it was the Demon King Peng who saved him.

Without these extraordinary existences that influenced the battle situation, the army of King Chu who had lost their morale was quickly wiped out by Liu An. Liu An officially secured the throne, and Mo Chen immediately got the merit that is enough to make a man immortal. The spiritual energy absorption speed has increased.

Rejecting Liu An's good intention to build a national teacher's mansion in Yujing City for him, he didn't want to become that damned big centipede, instead he went back to the Ksitigarbha Temple in Quanshan and practiced there.

In the Dizang Temple, the little monk Jueqiao who could emit Buddha's light by chanting scriptures and the big black dog disappeared. There was only an empty temple, where Mo Chen practiced for 50 years and reached the realm of Sanxian again.

Compared with the last time when he didn't know anything and started directly with Bajiu, Mo Chen, who had already reached the peak of the early days of Tianxian, had a deep understanding of Bajiu. It has been 50 years. It seems that it has taken a long time, but it has made Mo Chen's foundation much deeper.

Xiuxian asked, not seeking speed, but like building a building, the deeper the foundation, the higher the future achievements, and the less likely to encounter bottlenecks in breakthroughs.

At least relying on the understanding of Bajiu that has been re-cultivated once now, when Mo Chen breaks the seal, he may be able to practice directly to the Bajiuwuzhuan Consummation.

It's just that now, mana can't increase anymore, and that merit can only help Mo Chen restore mana here, and he still needs other merits in the future.

I remembered what Peng Mowang said to me when I saved myself 50 years ago:
"Little crow, don't be greedy for this kind of replacement of the throne of the great human country in the future. Your cultivation base is still too shallow. If you want merit, you still have to go to Xihe Niuzhou. The Buddhist sect has deployed a lot of followers there and raised them in captivity. A lot of monsters are making trouble, and there are many small countries there, which are not eye-catching, so you should go there."

After all, the great sage Huntian is well-informed, he is right, the great destiny of the human race is profound, and it is deeply involved. This time he just helped the emperor ascend the throne, so he pulled out a statue of the four sages of the North Pole, who was almost hacked to death. I can't stay here any longer.

Just when Mo Chen was thinking about leaving, an old voice came from outside: "Master, you can teach me some skills of cultivating immortality and longevity, I beg you."

It was Liu An. That young man had long since turned into an old man with gray beard and white hair. Although he was wearing a dragon robe and a crown, his imposing manner was extraordinary, but his body was filled with the dead air of old age. He couldn't live. How long.

In the past two years, he often came to beg Mo Chen to teach him how to cultivate immortals, but Mo Chen imposed a ban on him, so he couldn't enter the Ksitigarbha Temple at all.

"Master, please save this disciple!"

With another shout, Mo Chen stood up, waved away the restraint, and walked towards the outside of the temple.

"Master, Master!"

Seeing that Mo Chen came out, he was still a young man who looked like the son of the aristocratic family back then, Liu An directly "plopped" and knelt on the ground, completely disregarding the majesty of the emperor, begging Mo Chen.

"Get up, it's not that Mo Chen doesn't want to teach you, it's God's will, you gave me a few copper coins back then, and I'll help you ascend to the throne of God, our fate is over, Mo Chen is leaving Wei Kingdom today, hello Take care." Mo Chen looked at the kind-hearted young man back then, and said quietly.

"Master, don't go, teach me the immortal law, I am willing to exchange the great Wei Yiguo!" Liu An's white hair was disheveled, and he begged frantically.

Mo Chen just shook his head lightly, waved his big sleeves, and the person is already floating in the air, living forever, regardless of his glory, wealth, emperors and generals, he will not live forever. On the top of the Great Dao, Fang can live happily ever after.

The taste of mana is different. Mo Chen has not experienced the feeling of flying in the sky for a long time, and even his life-saving ability has been greatly improved. In the situation like last time, he can use the vertical golden light technique to escape. Not passive, even being cut can't run.

Mo Chen's cloud speed is not slow among the Sanxians, but within two or three days, he crossed the West Sea and was almost at Xihe Niuzhou, but when he was about to leave the West Sea, a faint ray of light suddenly emerged from a distance.

"Baby!" Mo Chen's eyes lit up, and he lowered his cloud head without thinking about it.

It is not far from the sky, but it is hundreds of miles away from the West Sea. It is a small hill composed of more than a dozen peaks. It lacks spiritual energy. It should be that there are no immortals and monsters entrenched here.

But Mo Chen is still very cautious, meeting a baby in the wilderness is very likely to be dangerous.

He flew at an extremely slow speed, observed all directions, and would use the vertical golden light technique to leave if there was any disturbance, and would never stay. However, the journey was smooth and smooth, and no accidents happened, and he did not even meet a practitioner.

"Is it really my luck, Mo Chen?" Seeing that he arrived at this small mountain safe and sound, and nothing unusual happened, the little crow relaxed his vigilance, but he still kept his eyes on the surroundings. There must be danger near the treasure, it's impossible It's free.

"Ok?"

Mo Chen, who searched a small hill, suddenly felt that something was wrong. The hill he searched just now was so quiet, there was no snake, insect, bird or beast, it must be weird!
Sensing something was wrong, as soon as Mo Chen's magic power circulated, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the golden light technique was activated, and he wanted to leave this place.

However, in the next moment, a huge suction force came from the valley, and before Mo Chen could fly, he was already sucked by that huge suction force.

"Damn it, what's going on!" This was the last thought in Mo Chen's mind.

In the valley formed by several small hills, there is a big black hole on the ground, which is bottomless, and the rays of light diffuse from it. The moment Mo Chen was sucked in, he had lost consciousness, and the glowing glow was also disappeared.

Under the black hole, there is a distorted space. At the other end of the space is a pale boy with three eyes. The eye on his forehead emits a faint light, which is exactly the same as the glow that attracted Mo Chen to explore. He has a strange aura. , It is not the breath of any race in this fairy world at all.

If Mo Chen wakes up, he will definitely find out that this aura is exactly the same as the aura of those creatures who died under the golden halberd in the picture that the Roc Demon King passed him the sky-shattering combat skill.

The young man's eyes were like ice, with a tyrannical and murderous intent hidden in them, but when he swept across Mo Chen's body, he showed a little satisfied expression, and he murmured: "In 3000 years, I found that the weak point of this space is 3000 After many years, I have finally waited for a suitable body, Great Desolate Continent, here I come.”

And behind the comatose Mo Chen, there are countless white bones, some of which are from the monster race and human race, and some of them even become white bones, and the bones are still as shiny as jade. The phenomenon, is the great master of Jinxian...

(End of this chapter)