“Amitabha! All benefactors come to dream of the ancient forbidden land, life and death will be safe!”
The ten Buddhas came quickly, and the leader clasped his hands together and said loudly.
The headed Buddha also has a rather young face, with a broad face, a fat head and big ears, and is quite rich.
“Xuanzhen Great Buddha, I have heard of your reputation for a long time, and you are one of the most talented Great Buddhas in Xumi Lingshan. I hope to see your profound Dharma in the Forbidden City of Dreams!” Mo Lin looked at the head of the Great Buddha, said loudly .
When everyone heard the words, their eyes flickered slightly. These ten great Buddhas were all famous people, all of them had amazing talents, and among them, the Xuanzhen Great Buddha was the most famous.
This person is less than a hundred years old, but he has already cultivated in the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm, and the Dharma is extremely profound.
“The benefactor of Molin has won the prize, what difference does it make if you see it or not!” Xuanzhen Buddha shook his head slightly with a calm expression on his face.
Immediately, he scanned the audience, and finally landed on Su Mo, who had the lowest cultivation level, and said in a deep voice, “This benefactor, whose cultivation level is not at the Martial Saint Realm, has entered the Forbidden City of Dreams. He will die ten times without life. Listen to the poor monk.” Advice, go back and forth from wherever you go!”
Xuanzhen Buddha saw that Su Mo was the lowest cultivation person here, only the eighth level of Wu Zunjing, so he said something.
It’s not that he is a good guy, but he is aware of the dangers of the Menggu Forbidden Land. The possibility of a martial artist under the Martial Saint Realm being able to walk out alive is almost non-existent.
Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If a word can save a life, then he will not hesitate to say it.
So, he casually advised.
After hearing the words of Xuanzhen Buddha, everyone’s eyes fell on Su Mo in unison.
Many people showed disdain on their faces. A martial artist at the eighth level of Wu Zunjing actually wanted to enter the Forbidden Land of Dreams. Isn’t this courting death?
Except for Su Mo, all the people with the lowest cultivation level were half-sages, and they were all powerful half-sages, so there were only a few of them.
“Thank you, Master, for your warning. I am never afraid of danger!” Su Mo clasped his fists at the Xuanzhen Buddha, and the other party reminded him that it was a good intention.
“Amitabha, since the benefactor is determined to do so, then please seek blessings!” Xuanzhen Buddha clasped his hands together and sighed softly.
Immediately, he stopped talking and waited for the tide to come.
Everyone paid no attention to Su Mo. Few people were afraid of Xuanzhen Buddha and other ten people.
Time passed, and everyone didn’t wait too long. In just half an hour, the strong wind blowing from the space crack hanging upside down in the sky weakened to a certain extent, and stopped the momentum of weakening.
Whoosh whoosh!
All of a sudden, the sound of piercing through the air continued, and figures rushed into the cracks in space like fish jumping over a dragon’s gate.
Swish!
Without hesitation, Su Mo stepped into the crack with a flash.
In the space crack, it was pitch black, full of destructive space storms, but with his strength, he was completely fearless.
Flying non-stop, Su Mo kept rushing into the depths of the space, surrounded by lights, and thousands of people were almost walking together in a vast expanse.
This process lasted for as long as a cup of tea, and a bright light appeared ahead, approaching rapidly.
Swish!
In a breath, Su Mo rushed out from the space crack and came to a vast world.
Swish Swish Swish! !
At the same time, thousands of people rushed out at the same time.
Su Mo glanced around. The world was endless and vast, filled with the atmosphere from the remote and ancient times, wild and ancient.
The vegetation on the ground is extremely astonishing, the ancient trees are as high as a thousand feet, and the weeds are so lush that they submerge everything, stretching endlessly.
Moreover, in the air of this world, there is a dense mist floating everywhere, which seems to be dense.
This mist is not aura, but mind power, the power of faith, just like the mind power floating on the Sumeru stars.
At a glance, this time is a sea of plants, except for the weeds that drown everything, there are towering ancient trees standing.
And behind him, there is still a huge space crack in the sky, hanging upside down between the sky and the earth.
“Where is the Ancient Dream Grass?” Su Mo thought to himself. He had already learned about the shape of the Ancient Dream Grass from Ye Sanniang when he received the Sanniang wine some time ago.
The ancient dream grass is a kind of treasure, not only can it help Qing Sui recover her memory, but also has great effects on warriors.
Its main function is to allow people to improve their strength in the dream, because under the effect of the ancient dream grass, the warrior’s understanding will be greatly improved. big effect.