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

Prehistoric, Western Continent.

A figure walked out of Mount Xumi.

Traveling between mountains and rivers.

Sometimes it's windy and rainy, sometimes it's covered in stars and the moon.

Sometimes it sinks into the mountain and falls into the ground; sometimes it wanders through the mountain peaks and appears on the surface.

This figure in green clothes is really strict.

The west is barren, the earth's veins are broken, and there is no inspiration.

He traveled to the West, not only to increase his knowledge and collect heavenly materials and treasures, but also to repair the earth's veins and regain his inspiration.

It is not only practice and enlightenment, but also accumulation of merit.

Nine hundred years of repairs, one hundred years of travel.

To repair a piece of land, a part of the creation will be intercepted on this land.

To repay the cause and effect, it is quite wonderful to get both money and goods.

This journey lasted six thousand years.

Mo Yan repaired six earth veins and traveled six hundred thousand miles.

Along the way, he had mixed emotions.

He knew that the West was barren, but he did not expect it to be so barren.

In the six hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers, he saw only billions of wild beasts and only tens of thousands of spiritual beings. Most of them were acquired, and only a few were born.

In the six hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers, some areas are barren of grass and have no spiritual power, just like a deserted place; some areas look lush and green, but there are few innate spiritual herbs and very few acquired magical medicines.

In the 600,000 miles of mountains and rivers, he rarely encounters spiritual mountains. Most of the mountains and rivers have thin spiritual energy, low-grade spiritual lands are rare, and medium-grade spiritual lands are difficult to find. The great clans of the ancient times have disappeared, and the West is collectively despised.

Mo Yan once heard his master say that the Golden Immortal was already a powerful person in the West. He had half doubts about it before, but now he firmly believes it.

Six thousand years of sun and moon, six hundred thousand miles of road.

He has never met a golden immortal.

There are not more than a hundred mysterious immortals, it is difficult for true immortals to reach thousands, and it is difficult for heavenly immortals to exceed ten thousand.

At this moment, Mo Yan had a deep understanding of Master Zhunti's act of forming a connection everywhere, and developed a strong respect for him. He also understood why Master Zhunti and his uncle were able to become saints, and why Buddhism flourished.

In addition to being the Lords of the West, possessing great fortune and great karma, because of the great war between Taoists and demons, Hongjun Daozu owed great karma to the West; because heaven and earth needed guidance and guidance to mend the earth's veins and restore wisdom; because they had great perseverance. , great aspirations and great merits

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On this day, Mo Yan had just repaired the seventh earth vein and gathered his inspiration. Suddenly on a whim, he flew out of the earth vein, soared into the clouds and mist, turned into a ray of green light, and flew towards the direction he sensed.

A few days later, he descended on an ordinary mountain peak.

The spiritual energy of this mountain is thin, which is very common in the West. It looks nothing special, but Mo Yan has already cultivated to the late Golden Immortal stage, and he will not believe that he will have a whim for no reason.

He let go of his soul and carefully explored the mountain peak, not missing any corner. He wandered for several months and finally made a discovery.

He should be in a secret fantasy. Thinking of this, Mo Yan thought about the reason for his whim.

First, he took out the ninth-grade white lotus, but saw no reaction at all; then he manifested the Immortal Dao Qingyun, a lush green bamboo towering into the sky, filled with mysterious Taoist charms, filled with endless vitality, and blooming with vast pure divine light.

Only the white lotus and his own body cultivation are precious to him, or they are the great avenues he has cultivated, and now he can only try them one after another. as expected!

After the innate spiritual root Qingxin Bamboo appeared, the feeling of whim became more intense, and secret fluctuations came from the void, which was instantly captured by Mo Yan. He raised his hand and threw out a towering mountain, which was the shadow of Mount Xumi.

Boom!

The illusion was shattered, and the mountain peaks collapsed in front of me.

The scene changed, and Mo Yan was suddenly in a towering mountain. However, at this time, most of the area collapsed, the mountains were in a mess, and there was boundless evil energy.

He stepped on the ninth-grade white lotus, protecting his body with endless pure immortal light. The purifying divine light opened the way, flew towards the depths, and finally landed in front of a great innate formation.

Mo Yan has been sitting cross-legged here for hundreds of years, doing two things: purifying the evil spirits and clearing away the filth of the mountain, and at the same time meditating on the great formation.

After he thoroughly understood the formation, he took mysterious steps, landed on the formation nodes step by step, and entered the interior of the formation.

Fortunately, this formation only has the effects of hiding, gathering spirits, and confusing people. Otherwise, Mo Yan would not dare to enter without permission.

After passing through the formation, a strong spiritual energy and surging vitality hit his face, making his pores open and feel particularly comfortable. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was full of life. This place is small, with only an innate spiritual lake and a towering spiritual bamboo. But the spiritual energy It is so thick that it cannot reach the paradise of heaven and earth.

Mo Yan flew to the depths of the spirit lake, looked at the orange spirit bamboo in front of him, and understood that this was what inspired him. He tried to imprint his soul into it and obtained a lot of information.

"The laws of heaven are unpredictable and misfortunes and fortunes are unpredictable. Good luck to you, senior!"

Mo Yan bowed to the spiritual bamboo in front of him, with a sigh on his face.

It turned out that this spiritual bamboo was the best innate spiritual root: the Bitter Bamboo. Lingzhi was born in the last era, but due to the calamity of the three clans and the battle with the Tao Demon, the Lingshan Mountain where it was located suffered. The devastating disaster, the erosion of boundless evil energy, the earth's veins completely collapsed, the spiritual energy was seriously lost, and Kuzhu's spiritual consciousness was also severely damaged.

In order to protect himself, Kuzhu covered the incomplete spiritual mountain with illusions, and then shrank the innate formation to protect himself and delay the loss of spiritual energy..

However, a long time passed, because the level of Lingshan continued to drop, and only the Xiantian Linghu was left to barely provide spiritual inspiration. The

Bitter Bamboo spiritual consciousness was seriously injured, and it could not be nourished enough. In addition, coupled with the erosion of the evil spirit in the mountain, it could not survive in the end. , disappeared in the years, and even the body was damaged. Although it was still the best spiritual root, the mystery of gathering spiritual intelligence and suppressing luck was greatly reduced. Even the bamboo shoots selected every ten thousand years were absorbed by instinct in order to maintain the grade.

Mo Yan was attracted here because the earth vein he repaired happened to be near the Broken Lingshan Mountain and was sensed by Bitter Bamboo.

He was also an innate spirit bamboo, and he came out again. The bitter bamboo's spiritual consciousness remained in his body unwillingly. Attracting it, and after Mo Yan Yuan Shen's brand entered the bitter bamboo, the residual thoughts finally completely dissipated

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Beside the Xiantianling Lake, Mo Yan was in a complicated mood.

He could understand Senior Kuzhu's reluctance.

Innate spiritual roots are uniquely endowed. The higher the grade, the more difficult it is to give birth to spiritual consciousness, and even more difficult to transform.

Especially the best innate spiritual roots are extremely difficult.

Every birth is a great blessing.

It's a pity that he was born too late and had bad luck. He finally cultivated to the perfection of Taiyi Golden Immortal. As long as he stepped into the threshold of Daluo, he could transform into another form. However, he was too close to the center of the Dao Demon War, and he suffered from the jealousy of heaven, so he couldn't survive. After the catastrophe of time, it is natural that the body will die and the soul will disappear.

Looking at the bitter bamboo, Mo Yan already had some concerns in his mind.

However, he did not act immediately.

After all, this place is not Mount Sumeru. When walking outside, be careful. Mo Yan first put away the bitter bamboos, and then took away the Xiantian Spirit Lake and its springs. He spent thousands of years repairing the spiritual veins of this place. After settling the cause and effect, he transformed into an escape. Light, returns to Mount Sumeru.