Covering the sky: At the beginning, the emperor invited me to become a fairy

Chapter 131
On a certain barren star, in a mysterious space contained in a stubborn stone.

The majestic and majestic mountain is towering, just standing there, there is a unique charm.

And on the top of the sacred mountain, like a nine-day waterfall falling down, ten thousand immortal spirits are submerged in a fairy pool.

The sky is full of rosy clouds, and the mist is transpiring, reflecting the entire Eight Treasures Merit Pond.

Standing on the bank of the Immortal Pond, Zhou Luo and the others could feel the beauty of Zhong Tiandi's beauty even more.

Xiantai was clear and clean, and Zhou Luo directly plunged his spiritual thoughts into the bottom of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

I saw the crystal-clear, blood-vessel-like silk nets emerging, wrapping the meritorious pestle, and strands of immortal essence flowed and submerged in it.

It really looks like a complete placenta, in which the fairy treasure is conceived.

In addition, Zhou Luo could also clearly see that the nine huge golden lotuses were also rooted in the fairy placenta, and they were born with the precious pestle.

This can't help but remind Zhou Luo of Kunlun, which is also the sacred mountain of the universe.

Although he has not been there in person, it can be seen from the original book that the scene in Chengxian Pond should be similar to this place.

If the immortal placenta hadn't been smashed into pieces by a ruthless person in later generations, and she shot to cut off the spirituality of 99 Longshan, Kunlun should be as magical as this place.

Thinking of this, Zhou Luo's mind moved, and he wanted to take out the treasure pestle.

"Whoa!"

I saw the fairy liquid in the Eight Treasures Merit Pond surging, causing waves.

In the end, a bright golden light flew out, fell into Zhou Luo's palm, and re-manifested into a majestic treasured pestle.

Opening the Divine Dao Heavenly Eye, it seemed as if the real divine thoughts gushed out, and Zhou Luo carefully observed and sensed them.

The whole body of the treasure pestle is brilliant purple, and there are golden cloud patterns all over it, faintly shining with the Buddha's light.

The whole seems to be made of fairy gold, and it seems that the most powerful person has cut off the brilliance of the stars in the sky and tempered it, which is gentle and vast.

All in all, even if ignoring the eternal energy released by the treasure of meritorious deeds, judging only from the appearance, it is a rare treasure in the world.

With a thought, Zhou Luo injected a trace of divine energy into it.

"boom!"

Immediately, the treasured pestle of meritorious virtues radiated golden light, boundless chaotic energy surged forth, the avenue of heaven and earth resounded harmoniously, pieces of light feathers fell down, and golden lotuses surged from the ground.

At the same time, there are phantoms of ancient and modern holy Buddhas emerging from the heavens, and the sound of grand Buddhist chanting resounds through the void.

Such visions made the old monk Mara on the side dumbfounded.

Compared with the treasured pestle of merit and virtue in his hands today, the performance can be said to be very different.

"This treasure is really extraordinary, I am afraid it is not weaker than the Golden Bridge on the other side!"

Fuxi and Nuwa who stood beside Zhou Luo were also amazed.

The two of them had been in close contact with the Golden Bridge on the other side many times, and since they said this at this time, it was not aimless.

"buzz"

Behind Zhou Luo, the Golden Bridge on the other side, which had been unknown until now, hummed to express its dissatisfaction.

The radiant golden light shone in all directions, as if competing for glory with the treasure of merit.

Moreover, there are faint fluctuations of spiritual thoughts coming from the golden bridge, implying a threat.

Fuxi and Nuwa immediately stopped talking.

Just kidding, if the Golden Bridge on the other side is dissatisfied, they will not have the opportunity to privately comprehend the God of Dao Fa on the bridge.

Zhou Luo had a panoramic view of all this, with a slight smile on his face, and looked at the treasured pestle in his hand again.

This should be in line with the true strength of the fairy treasure bred by Mount Sumeru.

He made a little judgment, and the meritorious pestle at this time was enough to resist ordinary emperor soldiers, and if it was controlled by an enlightened supreme ancient Buddha, its power would be even stronger.

What's more, the current treasure of merit has not yet been fully conceived. As long as it is placed in the pool of eight treasures of merit, it can continue to transform.

In the end, it must surpass the ordinary emperor soldiers by a lot.

Don't underestimate that this is just an imperial weapon.

In the original book, only the real extreme powerhouses can refine it.

Even at the very beginning, it was rumored that the Holy Land of Shaking Light held a joint sacrifice for tens of thousands of years, and finally moved the gods to cast the black gold tripod with dragon patterns, which was finally confirmed to have the shadow of the Ruthless Emperor.

According to the rumors, only Kunlun gave birth to the fairy bell, and because of its age, it is impossible to verify whether it is true.

From this point of view, the Eight Treasures Merit Pond of Mount Sumeru can breed the emperor's soldiers, which is already considered an extraordinary good fortune.

Holding the treasured pestle in Zhou Luo's hand, even if he waved it casually, he easily tore through the void of the universe, filled the air with the Buddha's light, and cut out wisps of wisdom swords, making Xu Midu tremble.

It is indeed a fairy treasure born of heaven and earth!

Zhou Luo admired in his heart, and couldn't let go of the treasure pestle in his hand.

If it wasn't for his lack of interest in Buddhism, he would have had the urge to escape into Buddhism just a moment ago.

Could it be that he was transformed by this treasure?
Such a thought flashed by, and Zhou Luo immediately laughed at himself.

He is one of the Nine Great Heavenly Venerates, and he is also proficient in the way of primordial spirits. Who in the world can transform him, not even a fairy weapon!
Still don't force it.

After all, he and this treasure are only related to each other, and a little application is fine, but they cannot really communicate with it.

Thinking of this, Zhou Luo threw the meritorious pestle back into the fairy pond.

"crash"

The divine liquid splashed all over, turning into the purest source energy of heaven and earth, nourishing this place.

Seeing the meritorious pestle sank into the fairy pond again, Zhou Luo frowned slightly.

Although the Eight Treasures Merit Pool is already extremely extraordinary, if the world does not change much, I am afraid that it is really possible to turn the merit treasure into a fairy weapon, but in the end, it is still impossible.

Recalling his experience in this world, Zhou Luo saw the True Phoenix Immortal Medicine that had to be nirvana, and his disciple Fufeng also chose to cut off the imprint of the Immortal Realm and rebuild this realm law.

It can be seen that the Dao of this world innately suppresses the laws of the Immortal Dao, and the surviving Immortal Artifacts may have already been slashed.

He became more and more curious about how Emperor Zun could refine the cauldron of all things in just thousands of years.

Among them, of course, there are 99 credits for the magic of Longshan and the arrangement of Ming Zun against the sky, but it must be related to the strange creatures.

Zhou Luo shook his head, suppressing his thoughts for now.

"crash"

The whole body is bright, and the emerald green Bodhi tree is manifested, rooted in the Sumi Pure Land beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, and absorbing the divine liquid in the Immortal Pool.

Visible to the naked eye, the countless branches are getting stronger and stronger, and the emerald green leaves are swaying, shedding pure wisdom.

Zhou Luo watched with divine eyes, and saw that the earth veins were flowing, and the Eight Treasures Merit Pond was actually connected to the sea of ​​bitterness outside Mount Sumeru.

On the one hand is the divine pond where Zhong Tiandi made good fortune and gave birth to immortal treasures, and on the other hand is the bitter sea that reflects the six desires. One can only marvel at the uncanny craftsmanship in the world.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Luo made a move, using the Shenyu Jingping Bottle to absorb the most quintessential fairy liquid in the Eight Treasures Merit Pond, and picked off three accompanying golden lotuses, and put them into the bottle.

On the other side, he probed into Mount Sumeru and took away about one-third of the most divine pure land.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the divine light of the entire Sumeru suddenly dimmed a lot.

On the side, the old monk Mo Luo felt heartbroken, but he didn't dare to speak out to stop him.

At the end, Zhou Luo looked at the old monk with a smile, and motioned for the Bodhi Tree rooted in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool:
"I will also take this tree with me, but I will order it to return to this place after it is fully used."

　The second update is around 23:[-]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)