The mother-in-law looked at her face with shock, and her heart was full of pity.Now countless lives on the mainland are all tied to Mo, and she can imagine how much pressure there is now.Moreover, they are only a child in their eyes, but they have to bear such a great responsibility, which makes the loving lady quite sad.

She said softly: "We are like children in front of us, we can't stop it."And only you who have a chaotic spiritual soil can grow up to the height of the mixed year, sorry for the child."

Mo left his head, who had been low, slowly raised: "Mother does not need this, if it is not seven predecessors, the mainland will have long since perished, maybe there is no such person as me, it should be us thank you."

He said, “I am a man on the mainland, and I have my friends and relatives on the mainland, and I will never let the mainland be destroyed before I die!”

Then he looked at the old man: “Senior, what should I do?”

The old man said softly, “The first thing you need to do now is . . . sanctification.”

“Seniors, no one has been sanctified except the seven of you, for countless years.”

The old man shook his head, “You are different from them.”

He stood up and said, “The biggest difference between heaven and earth, do you know what it is?”

He shook his head blankly.

The old man stretched out his right hand, and an illusory force surrounded his right hand.

Mo left his eyes and was surprised: “This force...”

He also extended his right hand, and an illusory force slowly emerged.

The two forces in the hands of Hongjun ancestors and Mo, the breath is very similar, almost the same force, but there are several levels between the two forces.

The old man said lightly, "This is the necessary condition for sanctification, the holy force."

Mo said, “Holy . . . . force . . .”

“The Holy Spirit is the power of the monk’s spirit, body, and soul, and although the power in your hand is strictly different from our strength, it has opened half the door of your coming to the holy place, and the remaining half is already in your hands.”

He looked at the old man with some dazedness, and the remaining half was something he did not know.

But the ancestor of Hong Jun did not explain, but continued: "When you cultivate your courage, physique and soul to the extreme, you have already one foot out of the realm of heaven."

Looking at the two saints and the real king, he nodded slightly.

In the hearts of many strong people in heaven, similar to the strong of the great saint and the true king, it is half holy.

“They stopped at this level forever and couldn’t really get to the holy place.For in order to reach the sacred place, it is necessary to condense the Eucharist, that is, the body that is completely integrated with the spirit, the body and the soul, and the body, when the human soul is one, is the Eucharist.”

The old man looked at him and said, “The true Holy Spirit is condensed by the Eucharist, and the Holy Power in your hand is created by your chance by chance with the courage as the core, which combines the power of the soul and the body.”

Mo left suddenly realized, so the holy force in his hand was countless grades lower than the holy force of the Hongjun ancestors, although they all belonged to the holy force.

"One more thing, you must realize the power of life and death, the power of space and the power of time to the extreme, otherwise the road is dissatisfied, and still can not break through the sacred realm."

Mo nodded from the color, looked at the space inside the tai chi map, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Seven-leaf lotus, the space of the original stone quietly lying in the tai chi map, this is the most powerful resource for his rapid improvement of power.

As for the power of time, he looked at his heart.

Mo away from the depths of the heart, a drop of illusory sperm slowly exudes a force of time as the heart beats, flowing along the blood vessels of the heart through the whole body.

The blood of the heavenly old man contains the supreme law of time, as long as he can eat this drop of blood, then his power of time will reach the highest, even not lower than the heavenly old man.

Mo looked at the old man with a very heavy face: "If the younger generation gets lucky to enter the holy land, then what?"

Although Mo did not speak clearly, everyone in the room knew what he really meant.

Even if he breaks through the holy land, he only reaches the same level as the seven saints present, he does not believe that the seven saints are easily seriously injured, and more than one of his saints can have any impact on the influence of the seven saints.

The old man shook his head: “I don’t know.”

Unexpectedly, “What did you say, forefathers?”

The old man was calm and disoriented: "above the Holy One is the level of chaos and chaos, which we call the realm of the Lord."But how to get to that level, we don't know."

"Amitabha, Mo is away from the little benevolent, it is up to you, and it is true that you are sorry."

The face of the Buddha's apology, softly sounded to Mo.

Laughing and reacting.

The Seven Holy Beings and the saints have been in the land for countless years, and if you know how many times you have tried to break through the Lord's realm, I am afraid you have tried it.

Taking a deep breath, he said, "In any case, I must break through the realm of the saints, and as for the realm of the Lord, it is not too late to consider it."

The old man nodded, and he looked at the five-line tree that was shaking from his hand: "Leave it here, saying that it will not help you in the future."

Mo left his right hand lightly lifted, the five lines of trees slowly vacated, consciously generally fell on the building wood, and then slowly integrated into the wood.

The old man said to Mo, “Go, we’ll be staring here.”

Mo was deeply remitting to the Seven Saints: “After a thousand years, whether the younger generation succeeds or not, they will return here.”

The great saint looked to the Bodhi father: "Master, I am here."

The real man also said, “I’ll stay here too.”

The old man smiled, “Here we are enough.”

He gently swept away the dust in his hand, and the bodies of the three men of the Great Saint and the Gentleman disappeared in the same place.

The seven saints sat under the wood again, with different looks on their faces.

Perhaps they also do not believe that Moba can reach the highest realm that transcends the saints, but they can only put their hopes on Moshi now.

They are the ones who have waited for years.

...

Falling down.

The Holy Spirit and the Gentleman stood silently in the cave, and sighed deeply in their hearts.

The two of them are very strong, but they are far from looking at it.

The Great Saint looked forward to Mo Yi: "Mo away from my little friend, I hope you can live up to the expectations of the seven adults."

Mo nodded heavily: "The younger generation did their best."

After that, he left the fall, crossed the space, and quickly returned to the city.

He stood quietly in the thousands of miles, looking at the city below, his face changed constantly.

Hm!

The space is slightly rippling, the figure of the left side of the long sky slowly emerges, the figure of the old man on the right slowly emerges, and the three stand side by side.

Ji Changyuan asked, “What happened?”

He shook his head, “No.”

The old man whispered, "My heart has been very restless lately, as if something is going to happen."

He is the source of the earth, closely related to the safety of the mainland, and recently his heart has become more and more uneasy, and there is a breath gradually pressing on his head.

The breath is called the end.

Mo Yi smiled, as if to swear: "No matter what, I will solve it!"

With that, his figure disappeared and fell before the door of a room in the city.

Three miles of laughter came out in the room, and Mo knocked on the door.

The door slowly opened, and the three people in the room looked happy.

“Fuck off, you are back!”

The three of them are Jiang Jiang, Su Yue Ting and wind and snow.

Mo left to nod his head at Jiang Jiang: "Mother."

It seemed to be aware of the slight heavyness between Mo's eyebrows, and the smile on Jiang Jiang's face gradually calmed down and whispered, "What's the matter?"

He smiled, “It’s okay.”

Then he looked at the wind and snow and Su Yue Ting, and said softly, "I haven't brought you to play on the mainland yet."

The wind and snow and Su Yue's eyes are bright, so why not leave the meaning of this saying...

Ginger's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his heart was a little uneasy.

She was vaguely aware that there seemed to be something hidden in Mo centrifugal, but she also knew that the power of Mo was unable to solve, and she could not solve it.

She took the wind and snow and Su Yue-tao's hand and whispered: "Thousand snow, moon, you go out and play with the children."

She nodded quietly to the two women, and the two women nodded thoughtfully.

“Let's go.”

Mo turned away from the room, Jiang Jiang whispered: "Stay with him."

The two women walked away and walked side by side with Mo.

...

East, within a small town.

Mo left the three people walking through the wide streets where people came and went, and Mo Yi looked at the shouting and shouting around the city, while the wind and snow were holding a string of sugar gourds in one hand, as if they saw what a new continent generally licked the sugar coat of the sugar gourd.

It has always been high, and she has been promoted by the wind family as a princess, or the first time she has seen such a noisy market, and it is also the first time to eat such a common thing as sugar gourd.

But somehow, the jade treasure is used to seeing, but at this time, she felt that these small things on the street were particularly delicious and novel.

...

In the west, in the desert.

Mo stepped step by step from the three men, stepping in the desert, leaving a long mark behind him.

Looking at the hot sun in the sky, the heart gradually calmed down.

...

In the south, in the quiet valley.

The three of them sat on a fallen tree, and in front of them was a roasted flowing hare, and the aroma slowly spread out.

After the hare was cooked, the wind and snow and the Su Yue's forefinger moved, without taking into account the image of the big and fast, did not leave a little meat for Mo, and finally even the oil of the finger was clean.

Looking at the two women with a smile on their faces, Mo Yi also laughed involuntarily.

...

In the north, above the huge iceberg, the three people stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the colorful aurora in the sky above their heads.

The soft colorful light rippled in the air, forming a beautiful sight before their eyes.

The wind and snow and Su Yue looked at this beautiful wonder of the world, and his eyes were a little confused.Not only the scenery, but also because the people next to them are not left.

They both looked at each other and smiled.

Mo left his body with an earthquake, and two tender jade hands held his hands separately.

He smiled, and the three of them looked at the sky quietly, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

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