Murdering Heaven Edge

Chapter 917: scale

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"Old monk, this place is entrusted to you. Can this guy's dharma body be fully explained here?" Chu Mo glanced at the old monk. He really didn't want to let the old monk bear the karma just now. But now, he suddenly figured it out.

The old monk made him meet the young Supreme, so he must be ready to bear all karma!

In particular, the old monk had pointed him out before, saying that Buddhism is the place where all karma arises, but also, it is also the place where all karma ends!

Buddhism... This mysterious and low-key ancient sect has a powerful background that makes people tremble with fear!

Even when the young Supreme came here, he was caught without any resistance. Then, memorizing this karma for him is probably not a big deal for the entire Buddhism.

The old monk smiled slightly: "Leave it to me."

The head of the young man has been completely trampled by Chu Mo, but he has not received any fatal blows. The hardness of the supreme head is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Don't even need to restore...

Young Supreme... that is Supreme too!

How can the supreme head be so easily destroyed. Unless Chu Mo slashed with Heaven Killing. But Chu Mo didn't do that.

But for this young Supreme, this is more uncomfortable than killing him!

From childhood to adulthood, the status is extremely noble, how have you ever suffered such humiliation

He fixed his eyes on Chu Mo.

Chu Mo looked at him with a sneer, his eyes were not weak at all.

The old monk flexed his fingers, and a soft light shot towards the young man's head.

The young man's face was full of ferocity!

But he kept his mouth shut and didn't make a sound. He didn't even look at the old monk, but just kept staring at Chu Mo.

finally.

Bang!

The young man's head exploded, and it turned into a huge law of the great way, forming a dragon of law, which was about to drill into the sky.

There are also six golden Buddhas, each with a mantra, setting this law dragon there.

Then, more and more golden Buddhas appeared around, looming, filling up the whole world, so densely packed, I don't know how many there are. Start chanting.

The scriptures were so obscure that Chu Mo couldn't understand a single word, but he could feel the terrifying power contained in the scriptures. It didn't affect him much, but it was like a real disaster to the dragon of law that the young man's head had turned into.

The dragon of law kept shrinking. In the end, it shrunk to the length of chopsticks and plunged into the chest of one of the big Buddhas before disappearing.

"This is?" Chu Mo looked at the old monk.

The old monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."

Chu Mo: "..."

The old monk continued: "This is Duhua!"

"Is this Duhua?" Chu Mo was shocked.

The old monk smiled slightly: "This is forcible reduction, let this power become one of the sources of power to protect the Buddhist holy land. After all, the power of the supreme realm... this world is almost invisible."

For some reason, Chu Mo always felt that when the old monk said these words, his tone was a bit regretful, as if he wished that there would be more supreme beings in this world, so that there would be more supreme beings who came to find fault...

Of course, this may be his illusion, because at least the old monk treated him very well.

Then, the young man's corpse was also processed by the old monk in the same way. When he pointed it over, the corpse turned into a drop of purple-gold blood.

At this moment, Chu Mo's face finally became serious. He looked at the old monk and asked, "This supreme dharma body is just a drop of his blood, plus some supreme Dao laws?"

The old monk understood what Chu Mo was shocked about, and said, "This is already a very top-level dharma body. Even if it is on the Supreme Being, there are no more than ten drops of this kind of blood essence. Losing one drop is already enough for that Supreme Being." A huge loss."

It was only at this time that Chu Mo suddenly discovered that this old monk who could only display the Ascension stage at most in the fairy world could easily dispose of the young Supreme Dharma Body. He couldn't help but look at the old monk: "What realm are you in?"

The old monk said with a smile: "Everything is empty. I only practice Buddhism, not supernatural powers, so the realm is useless to me."

As he said that, he flicked this drop of purple-gold blood towards Chu Mo: "This blood is destined for you. After refining it, your road to becoming stronger can be faster."

Chu Mo shook his head with disgust: "I don't want it!"

The old monk shook his head: "Don't pay too much attention to some things, just treat it as... this is a treasure you hunted."

"Ahem, old monk, why do you think it's weird to say this from an eminent monk like you?" Chu Mo twitched the corner of his mouth.

The old monk smiled slightly: "If you want to achieve great things, you don't need to stick to small details. Believe it or not, if this young man kills you today, he will not only refine all the blood in your body, but also pull out your tendons and bones." , Refining your ancestral body! He despises you so much, but he is actually very envious in his heart."

"..." Chu Mo's body felt chills after being told by the old monk, and his heart also felt chills.

"In short, this is yours." The old monk said, flicking the drop of purple-gold blood essence.

Chu Mo sighed, and did not refuse again. Today he really understands what kind of opponent he will face in the future.

If he wasn't in this holy place of Buddhism today, as long as he changed to another place, the young Supreme would have countless ways to crush him into scum with ease!

And he... has no room for resistance at all!

This drop of purple-gold blood melted into Chu Mo's palm as soon as it touched it. Chu Mo only felt a burst of comfort all over his body, other than that, he didn't have any other feelings.

There was a look of surprise on his face.

The old monk said: "The power of the blood can only be revealed at the critical moment. Moreover, the old monk thought that you need to refine it, but I didn't expect... the blood in your body is faint, it seems to be higher than This person's bloodline is the best! Otherwise, it would be impossible to absorb it so easily."

Afterwards, the old monk looked at Chu Mo again and said, "The old monk thinks you must have a lot of questions, don't worry, I will explain them to you one by one after the old monk finishes some things."

The old monk said, began to chant sutras continuously, and then formed seals.

His complexion became more and more ugly, as if he was performing some ritual.

By the time Chu Mo realized that something was wrong with the old monk, he was already exhausted. The old monk's body lost weight rapidly, and the huge star array was completely sealed under the watchful eye of Chu Mo's qi gazing technique!

Moreover, the power to seal that place was all sent from this old monk!

That power is majestic and vast, how can a monk in the ascension stage possess it? I'm afraid even an emperor... may not have that strength!

This old monk actually sacrificed himself to help him...

The corners of Chu Mo's eyes were a little wet, looking at the old monk, he didn't know what to say.

"Come here, child, talk to me." The old monk stood up from the void, walked in front of Chu Mo, grabbed Chu Mo's hand with a dry hand like an eagle's claw, stepped over the invisible barrier, and turned back. Go to the ancient temple below.

At this time, all the previous Buddhas in the sky had already disappeared completely.