Honghuang: Rebirth of Lingzhu, I am the leader of the Western Cult

Near Lingtai Mountain, on a mountain peak.

Mo Yan flew out of the depths of the earth, looking at the Mai Taoist who couldn't see the depth in front of him, his heart was turbulent, and he was often calm on the surface.

"Moyan has seen his predecessors. "

"I wonder what happened to my predecessors?"

Moyan was straightforward.

Lingtai Mountain is its dojo.

The leylines around them are gradually regaining their vitality.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the nearby mountains have been repaired, and the cultivation of the Daoist in front of him is much higher than him, and Mo Yan doesn't believe that the other party doesn't know about it.

If it is to repair the leylines and earn merits, the west is vast, and there is always something else to choose from, but it is obvious that there is something wrong with coming here and meeting him in the depths of the leylines.

Mo Yan had a straightforward personality in his previous life.

After being reborn as a pure heart bamboo in this life, he speaks without beating around the bush and asks each other calmly.

Mai Daoren's face was very satisfied, and after hearing this, he also said bluntly, and he made his intentions clear.

"Poor Dao is the ancestor of the Western Spiritual Root, and the quasi-Daoist of Mount Meru. "

"Xiaoyou was born in the West, is the innate spiritual root incarnation, and tirelessly worked hard to repair the earth's leylines, benefit the living beings, have merit, outstanding conduct, and I have a master-apprentice relationship. "

"Poor Dao is here to accept apprentices this time, and Xiaoyou is willing to worship me as a teacher and enter my Sumeru Mountain. "

Quasi-Tidao people!

One of the Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao in the Future!

I didn't expect that the Mai Daoist in front of him was this great power.

In the face of this opportunity, Mo Yan couldn't maintain his calmness, smiled, and immediately apprenticed.

"Disciple Mo Yan pays a visit to the master. "

received a good apprentice, and Zhun Ti was overjoyed.

Swinging out a mana to hold up Mo Yan, looking at the disciple who was looming the light of merit, he said three good words in a row.

"From now on, you will be my great disciple. "

Zhun Ti smiled.

After digesting the results of Daozu's second sermon, he originally wanted to go to the east in front of him, raise the west with the east, and make good connections.

Unexpectedly, this thought just arose, and before he left, he took a whim, quasi-proposed to the mountain, and followed the induction in his heart to come here.

Seeing the handsome Lingshan, the surrounding mountains and rivers are also rejuvenated.

I know that although there are creatures with great perseverance, they are repairing the leylines.

Under the joy, the quasi-Taoist pinched his fingers and twisted the calculation, only to find that this creature had a master-apprentice relationship with him, and immediately understood the reason for his whim.

After the encounter, I saw the future apprentice with my own eyes with good luck and merit and perseverance, and Zhun Ti was even more satisfied.

The West is barren and talent is scarce.

There is a shortage of congenital beings, and there are few innate gods and demons.

Even if it is an inferior innate god and demon, there are very few of them.

Not to mention, it is still the innate spiritual root that is born in the form, even if it is only a lower grade, it is a surprise for Zhun Ti.

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"The disciple's dojo is nearby, please enter the dojo to rest, so that the disciple can serve left and right. "

Mo Yan invited the would-be Daoist into the mountain.

I can't get to the door of my house, and I don't even have a cup of tea.

Zhun Ti did not refuse.

After a while, he stepped into the mountain, and looked at the mountain full of life and energy, and he smiled.

This mountain is well maintained by the disciples, the vegetation is luxuriant, the blue waves and bamboo sea, full of vitality, and the earth qi and spiritual energy have been restored.

In terms of quality, it is already the best spiritual land, because the recovery time of the leylines is short, and it has not yet fully exerted the effect of the spiritual root of the first world.

Light a real fire and take out the spiritual spring.

Mo Yan personally brewed a cup of bamboo tea.

"Master, there is nothing else in this Lingtai Mountain, only this bamboo tea can barely be handled, please Master taste it. "

The quasi-Tidao person took the teacup, took a sip, and suddenly felt that the whole body was comfortable, the ears and eyes were clear, and the heart was clear.

Although it did not help him much, it was indeed a good thing.

"Good tea!".

"This bamboo leaf comes from your body, and with the innate spiritual spring, it is quite mysterious. "

"You have a heart. "

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After admiring Lingtai Mountain, the quasi-Daoist wanted to take Mo Yan away, and the latter naturally had no opinion.

If you only rely on the innate inheritance, the consummation of the golden immortal is the limit, and there are still a lot of detours, you can follow the practice by the side of the great power, and get his guidance, not only can you avoid a lot of problems, but also don't worry about the follow-up inheritance, why not?

Mount Meru is far better than Lingtai Mountain, outstanding in creation, and practicing there will get twice the result with half the effort.

Above the sky, Mo Yan's excitement gradually calmed down.

He had no complaints about his apprenticeship.

He is not a top innate god, he is already lucky to be able to enter the saint's door, so how can he be qualified to complain about the barrenness of the Western Sect in the future?

In the flood wilderness, Mo Yan knew in his heart that the great power would not accept disciples at will, even if it was a thirsty West.

In the future, the threshold for saints will only be higher, even if there are sects with no class, there will be requirements, but compared with other saint sects, the threshold is lower.

Besides, Mo Yan was sober and thought very clearly.

The Western religion is pure and will not be involved in the calamity for a long time.

Although the Sanqing Sect is good, it is also full of disasters and difficulties.

Especially in the future, the god will be a catastrophe.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

The more dazzling the Sanqing, the more the Taoist system is riddled with cause and effect.

The grass and trees like to be quiet and do not like to move, Mo Yan likes to practice quietly, and he is a Western creature, and the Sanqing Sect is not suitable for him.

Moreover, the flood famine is weak and the flesh eats the strong, his cultivation is low, and he is an innate spiritual root, if he goes out to apprentice, it is easy to suffer.

The quasi-Tidao person personally came to the door to collect disciples, and of course Moyan had to seize the opportunity and rely on the saint to ensure that the future could be stable.

As for the conjecture of the previous life, it is just that the heart is higher than the sky, and it is the most important thing to recognize the reality and grasp the present.

The weak are not qualified to pick and complain.

Only by strengthening oneself can one be pure and at ease.

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Mount Meru.

It is the ancestral lineage of the West.

It is extremely tall and broad, like the West Heavenly God Pillar.

The mountains are surrounded by endless clouds and mist, and there are infinite spiritual opportunities.

Thousands of lakes are vast, and thousands of peaks are verdant.

The ancient trees are undulating, and the waterfalls are like thunder.

There are countless innate elixirs, and strange flowers and plants are everywhere.

Rare birds and beasts are infested, and spirit insects and flying fish are frolicking.

There is also a vast and ancient majestic momentum.

Compared with Lingtai Mountain, it is like dust and carelessness, and the gap is hundreds of millions of miles.

Looking at Mount Meru in front of him, Mo Yan's mood was agitated.

Lingtai Mountain can't compare to Mount Meru, that's right!

The two future holy land residences, the Western Ancestral Court, how could they be normal?

Even if he suffered a heavy blow in the Dao Demon Tribulation, it was a skinny camel bigger than a horse, not to mention, there were two powerful repairs to Zhun Ti and Lead, how could he not die in the spring?

Above the void, Zhun Ti said proudly with a little sigh.

"In vain, this is the ancestor of all mountains in the West, Mount Meru. "

"Although it was damaged in the tribulation, and now it has only been restored to the blessed land of the Shangpin Cave, but the dripping stone wears, and this ancestral vein will one day be restored as before. "

Opening a passage, he led Moyan through the mountain protection array and flew into the mountain.