Honghuang: Rebirth of Lingzhu, I am the leader of the West

Near Lingtai Mountain, on a mountain peak.

Mo Yan flew out of the depths of the earth and looked at the invisible Taoist Mai. His heart was in turmoil, but his appearance was calm.

"Mo Yan met his senior"

"I don’t know why the senior came here?"

Mo Yan said straightforwardly.

Lingtai Mountain is his dojo.

The surrounding ground veins are gradually recovering their spiritual vitality.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that living beings have been repaired in the nearby mountains. The cultivation level of the Taoist in front of him is much higher than him. Mo Yan does not believe that the other party does not know this.

If you want to repair the earth's veins and earn merit, the west is vast and there are always other options to choose from, but you have to come here and meet him deep in the earth's veins. It is obviously something.

Mo Yan had a straightforward personality in his previous life.

In this life, he was reborn as the Queen of Qingxin Bamboo and spoke. He didn't beat around the bush and asked questions frankly.

Taoist Mai's face was very satisfied. After hearing this, he also said bluntly that he made his purpose clear.

"Pindao is the spiritual root ancestor of the West, a Taoist from Zhunti in Mount Xumi."

"My little friend was born in the West. He has taken the form of his innate spiritual roots. He has also worked tirelessly to repair the earth's veins and benefit all living beings. He has merits and virtues and has outstanding conduct. He has a relationship with me as a master and disciple."

"Pindao is here just to recruit disciples. My little friend is willing to worship me as your teacher and join my lineage in Mount Sumeru."

Taoist Zhunti!

One of the six saints of heaven in the future!

I didn't expect that Taoist Mai in front of me would be such a powerful person.

Faced with this opportunity, Mo Yan couldn't remain calm, smiled brightly, and immediately became his disciple

"Disciple Mo Yan pays homage to his master."

After receiving a good disciple, Zhunti was overjoyed.

He waved a magic power to lift Mo Yan up, looked at the disciple with the light of merit, and said three good words in a row.

"From now on, you are my eldest disciple."

Zhunti beamed with joy.

After digesting what the Taoist had learned from his second sermon, he originally wanted to go to the east, use the east to nourish the west, and build good relationships.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought arose, before he set off, he suddenly lifted up the mountain on a whim and followed the I came here through induction in my heart.

Seeing the beauty of Lingshan Mountain, the surrounding mountains and rivers also regained their spiritual power.

I knew that there was a living being repairing the earth's veins with great perseverance.

In joy, Taoist Zhunti counted with his fingers, and then discovered that this living being had a master and disciple with him. After meeting , Zhunti was even more satisfied when he saw his future apprentice's luck, merit and perseverance with his own eyes. The

West is barren and has few talents.

Innate creatures are in short supply, and innate gods and demons are rare.

Even if it is the next There are only a few innate gods and demons.

Not to mention, the innate spiritual roots are born in the form, even if they are only low-grade, it is a surprise to Zhunti

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"The disciple's dojo is nearby. Please invite the master to come to the dojo to rest so that the disciple can serve you."

Mo Yan invited Taoist Zhunti into the mountain.

He couldn't arrive at the door of his house without even a cup of tea. Zhunti did not refuse.

After a while, he walked into the mountain and looked at the mountain full of vitality and abundant inspiration. He nodded and smiled. The mountain has been well taken care of by the disciples, with luxuriant vegetation, green bamboo sea, and full of vitality. The earth energy and spiritual energy have been restored. In terms of quality, it is already the best spiritual land. Because the recovery time of the earth veins is short, it has not yet fully exerted its innate spirit. The efficacy of the roots, with the passage of time, will lead to the promotion to the lower-grade cave heaven and paradise, just sooner or later.

Light the real fire and take out the spiritual spring.

Mo Yan personally brews a cup of bamboo tea

"Master, there is nothing special about this Lingtai Mountain, only this bamboo tea is barely available. Please taste it, Master."

Taoist Zhunti took the tea cup and took a sip. He suddenly felt comfortable, his ears and eyes were clear, and his heart was clear.

Although it had little effect on him, it was indeed a good thing.

"Great tea!"

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

"You are interested"

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After Taoist Zhunti admired Lingtai Mountain for a while, he wanted to take Mo Yan away, and the latter naturally had no objection.

If you only rely on innate inheritance, the perfection of the Golden Immortal will be the limit, and you will still have to take many detours. You can practice with a powerful person and get his guidance. Not only can you avoid many problems, but you don't have to worry about subsequent inheritance. Why not?

Mount Sumeru is far superior to Mount Lingtai and has outstanding natural resources. If you practice there, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

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

He had no complaints about becoming a disciple.

He is not a top innate god. He is already lucky to be a disciple of a saint. Who has the right to complain about the poverty of Western religions in the future? Dislike Zhunti and Yingyin?

Living in the wilderness, Mo Yan knew clearly in his heart that the Great Master would not accept disciples at will, even in the West, which was eager for talents.

In the future, the threshold for saints will only be higher. Even the Jiejiao sect, which teaches without distinction, will have requirements, but compared to other saint sects, the threshold will be lower.

Besides, Mo Yan has a clear mind and thinks clearly.

Western religions teach purity and will not be involved in calamities for a long time.

Although the Sanqing sect is good, it is also full of disasters.

Especially in the future, the tribulation of the gods will be called a catastrophe.

Even if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them.

The more dazzling the Three Purities are, the more entangled the Taoism is with cause and effect.

The vegetation prefers silence to movement. Mo Yan likes to practice quietly, and he is a Western creature. The Sanqing sect is not suitable for him. There is no connection between human teaching and explanatory teaching. Intercepting teaching is too confusing, so Western teaching is the best choice.

Furthermore, in the ancient times, the weak were the strongest, so his cultivation level was low, and he had innate spiritual roots. If he went out to become a disciple, he would easily suffer disaster.

When Zhunti Taoist came to recruit disciples in person, Mo Yan must seize the opportunity and rely on the saint to have a stable future.

As for past life assumptions, it’s just that your mind is as high as the sky. The most important thing is to recognize the reality and grasp the present moment.

Weak people have no right to choose and complain.

Only by strengthening yourself can you have a pure mind, feel at ease and at peace.

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Mount Sumeru.

It is the ancestral lineage of the West.

It is extremely tall and broad, like a divine pillar in the west.

The mountains are surrounded by endless clouds and mist, filled with endless inspiration.

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

Ancient trees undulate continuously, and waterfalls are as powerful as thunder.

There are countless innate elixirs and exotic flowers and herbs everywhere.

Rare birds and animals appear, and spiritual insects and flying fish play around.

There is even a vast and ancient majestic momentum coming towards you.

Compared with it, Lingtai Mountain is like dust and imperfection. The gap is more than hundreds of millions of miles.

Looking at Mount Sumeru in front of him, Mo Yan felt excited.

Lingtai Mountain is not as good as Xumi Mountain, of course!

How could the two future residences of the Holy Land and the ancestral home of the Western religion be normal?

Even if he suffered severe damage in the Dao Demon Catastrophe, he would still be as skinny as a camel than a horse. What's more, with the two powerful men Zhunti and Jieying repairing it, how could it not be like a dead tree?

Above the void, Zhunti said proudly with a bit of sadness.

"Disciple, this is Mount Sumeru, the ancestor of all mountains in the West."

"Although it was damaged during the calamity, it has only been restored to the high-grade Cave Heaven Blessed Land. However, this ancestral vein will one day be restored to its original state."

Opening a passage, he took Mo Yan through the mountain guard formation and flew into the mountain.