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

The sky, dark clouds, thunder roared.

The black clouds quickly condensed, enveloping millions of miles in an instant.

The clouds of calamity hung low, and the thunder was like hundreds of millions of purple dragons swimming, exuding terrifying coercion, like a disaster to destroy the world.

Although the West is barren, there are always living creatures in the vast land.

At this time, they were in a panic under the clouds.

The beasts returned to their holes, the birds returned to their nests, and all the beasts trembled.

The cultivator's face was even more frightened, and his Dao heart trembled, and he immediately hid in the cave, not daring to come forward.

The door to the quiet room opened, and Mo Yan stepped out.

Looking up at the Nine Heavens Thunder that was brewing rapidly, his face was calm, his heart was pure, he moved his legs, and ascended to the sky step by step.

The dark thunderclouds became deeper and lower, as if they might fall to the ground at any time, and the thunder became more and more terrifying.

Moyan's expression was always calm.

Boom!

A hundred years later, the clouds of calamity were finally accumulated, and the vast thunder fell with a bang, like hundreds of millions of thunder dragons attacking, hideous and terrifying.

Tsing Yi flutters, Mo Yan does not dodge or dodge.

Use your body to harden the thunder and refine your Dao body.

At the same time, the original spirit is out of the body, sitting in the void, refining itself.

The clouds were enraged, and thunderbolts fell one after another, piercing the void.

Waves are scary than the waves.

One game at a time, one at a time.

Mo Yan never took half a step back and continued to refine.

The Dao body continues to grow stronger, blooming with brilliant blue light, and the Yuan Shen is constantly transforming, full of brilliant glow

It wasn't until after thirty-six thunderbolts that a change finally appeared.

The White Lotus of the Nine Grades of the Pure World appeared at his feet, the Pure Bell hung three feet above the head of the Yuan Shen, and the immeasurable divine light protected him, and Mo Yan continued to absorb the weakened thunder.

Forty-nine thunderbolts later, the vitality of the tripod hung overhead.

The thunder was first weakened by the Nine Rank White Lotus, then devoured by the Vitality Ding by one layer, and the last layer continued to be divided between the Yuan Shen and the Dao Body.

The Dao body is powerful and absorbs directly.

The original spirit is supported by a pure bell, and it is also unhindered.

After fifty-four thunderbolts, the original god returned to the Mud Pill Palace.

After sixty-three thunderbolts, six pure bamboos appeared, turning into towering giant bamboos, blocking in front of Mo Yan's body, weakening part of the thunder.

The Dao body is still being tempered with the help of thunder.

After seventy-two thunderbolts, the vitality treasure bottle manifested, and the mouth of the bottle turned downward, pouring the vitality water, and even the three-light divine water.

Although the Dao body was gradually damaged under the thunder, it was blessed with majestic vitality and quickly recovered.

The damage was healed again.

Shattered and reshaped.

Moyan is like a towering sacred tree that has existed since ancient times.

If all laws are not violated, ten thousand disasters will not be destroyed.

In his eyes, Huanghuang Tianwei is just a cultivation resource.

It wasn't until the eighty-first thunderbolt that the scene suddenly changed.

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This last thunder was the real Zixiao Divine Thunder.

Incomparably pure, silent, and directly hitting the heart of the Dao.

It is a calamity within a calamity, a calamity for the calamity of the question's heart!

The nine-grade white lotus is unstoppable.

It's hard to get enough life.

Six pure bamboos are hard to stop.

Mo Yan was hit, and in a trance, the heavens and the earth changed.

He saw that after his endless years, he sat on the lotus platform, presided over the Buddhist gate, worshiped by ten thousand Buddhas, and was the only one in heaven and on earth!

He saw that after his endless years, he was supreme, overlooking all beings, all the ways bowed their heads, and all the saints lived below him!

He saw that after his endless years, the avenue was alone, the way of heaven followed, the tunnel was guarded, and the desolate world was in the palm of his hand!

"It's a pity that I have a pure heart and am at ease!"

"Heaven and earth are in my pocket, and I have only one leaf. "

A sigh rang out in the endless years.

Immediately after, a green bamboo leaf flew up.

Ye Fei, the years have been ups and downs.

The leaves fall, the illusion collapses,

Above the void, Mo Yan opened his eyes.

Behind him, a green bamboo tree emerges through the sky, with lush branches and leaves, reborn, filled with infinite vitality, endless purity, and immeasurable freedom.

Looking at the gradually dissipating thunderclouds, he suddenly smiled.

No matter how high the nine heavens are, it is difficult to shake the Dao heart.

No matter how terrifying the heavens are, I am pure.

From now on, he not only broke through the second layer of the Great Freedom Nirvana Technique, but also achieved the Great Luo Golden Immortal and enjoyed great freedom.

The rain of endless creation fell, and the void resounded with the supreme sound.

Most of the creation was absorbed by Moyan, and a small part was scattered into Lingtai Mountain and the surrounding area, transforming together.

The next moment, the original god rose into the air.

Immerse yourself in a mysterious and unpredictable fate.

The long river is vast, I don't know how far, how wide, and how long, encompassing the endless beings of the desolate world.

Every drop of water is a living being, a destiny.

The surging power of fate pervades the air, locking every drop of water.

Mo Yan saw the thread of fate tied to him.

As he struggled hard, his unbreakable fate was broken, countless lines were broken, and the true spirit flew out of the long river of fate.

The next moment, the original spirit entered the long river of time.

Seeing the past, present and future.

Seeing the self who tasted the spiritual root in the world from the past going downstream, and seeing the self shrouded in a mysterious halo that could not see the truth, going upriver from the future.

Convergence in the present, convergence in the present.

He stands in the long river of time, holding the past in his left hand and the future uncertain in his right hand, all in the present.

The past cannot be changed, and the future depends on the present.

Above the void, the immortal Dao Qingyun manifested.

The original spirit returned, and two lines were wrapped around his body.

One is connected to the long river of destiny, and the other is to communicate the long river of time.

Eventually, both the True Spirit and the Present merged into the Taiyi Dao Fruit.

From then on, the true spirit returns to itself, unbound by fate!

The past, present and future are unique!

Taiyi Daoguo transforms into Daluo Daoguo!

The road flowers are swaying, the law is dense, and the avenue is deduced.

Mo Yan felt relaxed all over, as if he had removed the mountain that had been pressing on his body, and his whole person was blooming with immeasurable freedom.

Mana, Dao Body, Yuan Shen, Divine Power, Dao Xing, etc. are all soaring wildly, all rapidly transforming, and all sublimating to the extreme.

A coercion and rhyme that belongs to Da Luo are pervasive.

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Lingtai Mountain and Moyan are connected with luck and achieve each other.

This time, he jumped out of the long river of fate and successfully achieved the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and this cave blessed land was also greatly created and transformed.

Coupled with the joint efforts of the congenital high-grade spiritual root enlightenment tea tree and the Moyan high-grade innate spiritual root pure bamboo, Lingtai Mountain began to be promoted.

The aura in the mountains gushes, and the creation bursts out.

The mountain range is expanding wildly outwards and also rising upwards, the earth's leylines are rapidly increasing, nine small innate spirit veins are sublimating, and medium-sized innate spirit veins are being born.

Exotic flowers and herbs, fairy root elixirs grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and countless heavenly and earthly treasures are being nurtured and born, full of vitality.

The luck of the entire Lingtai Mountain is advancing by leaps and bounds, and even feeds back to Moyan, making him have a more thorough understanding of the avenue and a wider understanding.

Hundreds of thousands of miles of leylines in the vicinity have been repaired, and now under the influence of the promotion of Lingtai Mountain and the achievement of Moyan Daluo Jinxian, the profit has been divided to part of the creation, and the spiritual machine is rapidly recovering.

The closer you are to Lingtai Mountain, the faster you will recover.

There are even two low-grade spiritual lands and one medium-grade spiritual land.

Mo Yan was happy to see this, turned around and returned to the bamboo building, immediately retreated, digested the gains, and seized the opportunity to improve himself as much as possible, and maximize the absorption of the creation brought by the promotion of Daluo and the dojo.

Millions of miles away, two figures hid in the void.

One is slightly chubby, the other is thin and tall, which is the quasi-mention and lead.

Feeling that Mo Yan was crossing the catastrophe of Daluo, they quickly came, and in addition to protecting the Dharma, they were also ready to come to the rescue.

Fortunately, the disciples were angry, and they just made a false alarm.

"Congratulations to the junior brother for accepting a good apprentice!".

Zhun Ti smiled and returned the salute.

"It's all the same vein of Mount Meru, and the senior brothers are happy together!".