A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 519 Burial God!Break the boundary!
The soul energy of the world of mortals is extraordinary.

In fact, it is the precipitation of a life of a monk who practiced in Yizang's world.All living beings can only live in the world of mortals to be immortal.

Contaminated with the world of mortals, one can experience the pain of life and death; one can return to one's innocence only after washing away the world of mortals.

The world of mortals is the only way to practice!

Su Mo's soul energy of the world of mortals turned into a lump of red soil as soon as it entered the pool.And in the red soil, the ancient lotus seed sprouted a bud at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fairy bath ancient lotus has really taken root and sprouted.

Su Mo looked at the little greenness and smiled slightly.

At the same time, he looked up at the Bana flower in the corner.It's a pity that within that small nether world, there is still chaos, and there is no growth of the other side flower.

Of course Su Mo was not in a hurry.

If it can germinate in a hundred years, it is definitely not the other shore.You must know that the Bianhua flower may exist for many monks in several lifetimes, and they may not necessarily see it.

Burial God!

Su Mo swirled one hand in front of him, and a god-burial cyclone appeared in his palm.It was a faint aura glowing with black light.

The aura in Yizang is somewhat different from that in the Three Realms.

If it is in the Three Realms, Su Mo's realm should be called Xuanxian Realm.In the past, such a realm was not worth mentioning in Su Mo's eyes.

However, everything after reincarnation has to start all over again.

Today, Su Mo is already a monk of the Burial God.In fact, the exercises in Su Mo's memory are vast, and many secret techniques are innumerable.

However, after he buried the gods, he still chose "Dust Luo Sutra" first.

Last time, when he was in the cave of the hidden soul altar, those scriptures flew into his sea of ​​consciousness.It's just that due to the limitation of the realm, he still can't practice the exercises inside.

The first part of the Dust Luo Jing is about the soul skills, and the second part is about many thaumaturgy.

The former Bone Without Drying Art has completed its mission.

After Su Mo entered the God Burying Realm, he automatically practiced the highest state of the Undead Art - the Undead Soul.In fact, this is mainly due to the fact that Su Mo is a reincarnation.

Otherwise, he would have to practice for an unknown number of years.

Some of the exercises and thaumaturgy in the Chenluo Sutra were novel to Su Mo, but some of them turned out to be his own exercises in the Three Realms.

In particular, all of Xiao Luo's exercises are actually in the book.

"This is the exercise compiled by Senior Sister Mu!" Su Mo sighed softly in his heart, "The Chenluo Sutra is a collection of exercises from the Three Realms and Yizang!"

So Su Mo didn't think much about it.

Burial God!

This realm is not high for Su Mo. To become a god in 3000 years, this burial god can only be regarded as a small step.Therefore, after sorting out the exercises, Su Mo closed his eyes again.

He wants to continue to be a monk and continue to improve.

hum!

The little white pig in Huagu hummed a little bit honestly.

Because, after Su Mo woke up, he never thought of picking fruit for it to eat.It's been waiting 100 years and it's a pity the owner seems to have neglected it.

The little white pig lay down at Su Mo's feet unhappily.

Fortunately, he fell asleep.

You practice, I will sleep, let's see who can survive the other?
In an instant, the little guy was snoring loudly, and his white belly rose and fell in an orderly manner.

The Heiyu Shenhong in the distance is not as boring as the little white pig.

It is a beast that can overcome loneliness.

Heiyu Shenhong just let out a low cry, and then moved freely in the Valley of Flowers.Its goal is to cultivate itself into a red state.

One man and two beasts.

Inside the hidden soul altar cave, it is not deserted, but it is not deserted; it is not deserted, but it is a little deserted.However, many times, this is the state of practitioners.

Enduring loneliness is the way to success!
flower, still open;

Wood, still long.

Time flows away little by little in the seemingly boring but necessary days.

Su Mo stood there cross-legged, standing still.

There was always brilliance flowing on his black robe.

That is endless spiritual power.

The aura in the hidden soul altar was continuously absorbed by Su Mo.There are related magic circles arranged around his body.Therefore, his surroundings will automatically be filled with the required top-grade spirit stones.

At the beginning, Su Mo prepared a large number of top-grade spirit stones for himself.

Because, he really has a mine.

Of course, at Su Mo's level, even top-grade spirit stones are only a small help.But talking is better than nothing.Su Mo has such a condition, of course he must use it.

Improving the state is a big goal of Su Mo at present.

In a blink of an eye, another century!
During this time, Su Mo never rested, nor did he open his eyes.

The middle of the burial!

Su Mo slowly opened his eyes, but he just looked around lightly.

The fairy bath ancient lotus is growing little by little, and two green leaves are already floating on the pool.The other side flower under the black cliff is the same as before, without any movement.

However, that little netherworld is even more like a nether world.

Dark and gloomy.

Perhaps, the other side will also sprout!

Su Mo originally wanted to pick some fairy fruits for the little white pig.However, he found that the little guy was sleeping soundly at his feet, snoring loudly.

Therefore, Su Mo didn't wake it up, but picked many fairy fruits in one swoop, and landed directly next to Heiyu Shenhong.

"Shenhong, practice hard!"

Su Mo didn't say much, but closed his eyes again.

And Heiyu Shenhong looked at the little white pig gloatingly, then lowered his head and almost ate the fairy fruit one by one.It's a pity that the little white pig doesn't know it at all.

The red feathers on Heiyu Shenhong's body increased a lot.

Continue to practice.

In the hidden soul altar, day after day.

In fact, whether it is Su Mo, Little White Pig or Heiyu Shenhong here, their concept of time is very vague.They count the time more based on their own state.

Suddenly, another hundred years.

In other words, Su Mo has practiced for 300 years in the cave of the Tibetan Soul Altar.

Su Mo in this life, since his practice, this is the longest time he has really practiced quietly.His realm can be said to advance by leaps and bounds.

Because, for Su Mo, there is no bottleneck at all.

The middle stage of Burying God, the late stage of Burying God, the Great Perfection of Burying God...

On this day, the black light on Su Mo's body was especially strong.

Heiyu Shenhong noticed this first.Now, he is very used to the god-burial coercion emanating from his master.

However, the atmosphere of this day is completely different.

The black light on Su Mo's body was gathering bit by bit.

They are like fog, like clouds, and they are gradually churning.

The black air is like a sea!

There seemed to be slight changes in the entire hidden soul altar cave.

hum!

The little white pig was awakened, and then looked around sleepily.This guy really slept for 200 years.

The majestic dragon-like soul-devouring beast actually brought out the characteristics of a pig to the fullest.

chi chi-

The surrounding airflow unexpectedly became a little sharp.

Su Mo's body was like a rock.

However, all this indicates a change in him.

Little White Pig and Heiyu Shenhong both understood.Their master is going to be promoted across borders again.

Boom—click—

Several thunderclaps sounded beside Su Mo.The black spirit mist exploded violently.However, no catastrophe fell.This is the advantage of the reincarnation of the Three Realms!

The little white pig didn't pay attention, and was directly slashed.

In an instant, the white pig turned into a black pig.

boom - boom -

This voice came from Su Mo's Danhai.Look again, all the black mist in the cave rushed into Su Mo's pill sea in an instant.Rolling thunder, protracted.

Half an hour!

Su Mo's aura has undergone a qualitative change.Finally, he opened his eyes.Su Mo's gaze became different again.

Because, he has broken the boundary!
(End of this chapter)