MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v8 Chapter 49 9 black suns

Only the intelligent life thinks about the meaning of existence, and it will happen only after the intelligent development reaches a certain stage.

The ascending astronauts, whether they are immortals or gods and buddhas, are people with great wisdom. When they are still in that world, and they have just embarked on the path of spiritual practice, they must start thinking about this problem and find Your own answer.

In the long road that followed, this answer may make some corrections as the information grows, but the foundation will certainly not change much. They will not take this answer out for a moment until they are in the last moment of existence, in order to get real peace and joy.

Rejoicing that the monk saw Jing Jiu ’s sword, Xilai ’s Death Wing, and General Li ’s departure in the outer galaxy, he had already determined his thoughts and got real peace before he changed his name from great sorrow. Cheng Huanxi.

At this time, on this planet named Mochizuki, the sky was covered with overcast stars, he had a clear sense, and then something might happen, maybe even see the last moment of existence, but he did n’t have to think about it anymore. , Just do it calmly, waiting for those things to happen.

The big nirvana floated in the night sky. He sprinkled the sky with Buddha light, condensed into a tower, and suppressed the cracks in the space.

The invisible and immaterial dark energy flowed out of the cracks in space, bombarding the formation and his Zen heart.

That is the will of a universe that is vaster and larger than the universe he is in.

The Buddha array and Zen heart can block each other for several hours, which is already very remarkable.

More and more dark energy invaded the Buddha's light, shaken the tower, and spread toward the surface of the planet. Two hours ago, there was a skyrocket in the cracks in the space, which triggered a strong earthquake and shattered the edge of the Buddha array, making this trend irreversible.

The joyful monk stood on the big nirvana and looked up at Shino. I saw farms in the distance, fields and barren hills in the distance, bursting into extremely subtle sparks from time to time, watching as if fireflies were shining, and then Die.

It was an infected cockroach that exploded after sending out an early warning signal.

The humans of the Galaxy Alliance have always used this method to observe and determine the boundary of dark energy.

Looking from the high altitude where he was, the sparks on the ground looked like a big circle with a diameter of tens of kilometers, very clear.

In this great circle, the wild grass under the snow and the dead trees have been slowly infiltrated by dark energy, and the color is going towards gray and black, and the branches are swaying in the wind, as if they are coming to life.

I do n’t know how many monsters are walking under the ground. You can hear the panic screams of life and the sound of friction when you run away. The ground is arched from time to time. Many voles and insects flood out and flee in all directions.

A gray rabbit was infected with spores and fell heavily on the ground shortly after jumping out of the ground. After a while, he slowly stood up. There was no fear or luster in his eyes, just a dead air, gray hair on his body. It also fell with the wind, and with a swish, turned into a black lightning, exuding a cold and terrible breath, and ran toward the distant city, much faster than when it was alive.

The joyful monk was a little tired, and his eyelids were a bit heavy. Withdrawing his sight to the distance, he naturally looked at the space crack below.

A generation preface is trying to crawl out of the cracks in the space. The thin arms like the dead wood are pulled to the edge. The surface of the body is like charcoal leather. The whole person is like a hairless monkey, giving a ghastly and evil feeling. .

The Buddha's light fell from the pagoda and shone on the body of the prologue, producing a blue smoke like burning.

The generational order did not know if there was pain or fear of disappearance. I saw it grinning his lips, revealing gray gums and sharp teeth, and silently howling at the joyous monk in the night sky. There were no gray eyes. Any emotions.

With a buzzing sound, the generation jumped directly out of the crack and rushed towards the happy monk in the sky, but he could not get close to the body of the happy monk, and he was turned into nothingness by the sky of Buddha.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of generations came out of the fissures in the space, jumping up and down, facing the repression of the Buddha's light, and wanting to bite the happy monk. He was about to touch his broken monk's clothing.

Through the cover of these generations, a larger number of half-tails flew out of the cracks in space like lightning. The range disappeared into the fields under the night.

This has happened twice. The generations that the human beings were transformed into have no wisdom, but they are clearly organized and more planned. They actually found a chance to escape for those half-tails through crazy attacks and self-sacrifice on the happy monks.

When those half-tails disappeared into the field, a larger number of blood thumbs floated out of the space cracks. These monsters turned from microorganisms are difficult to see with the naked eye, but when there are too many and gathered together, they seem to become real Black smoke.

The joyful monk sat down on the big nirvana without expression, closed his eyes, and gently turned the rosary with his right hand, his thin lips slightly opened, and the truth came out.

The Buddha's light instantly flourished, and the towers shone like glass, illuminating large fields and the space telescope on the top of the mountain in the north of Wushan City.

In the chirping noise, the black smoke faded at a rate visible to the naked eye, and it was not known how many blood thumb had been purified.

The generations that jumped into the air made a silent but screaming cry, which disintegrated into black charcoal flesh, and then turned into smaller spores, but the spores were not able to float away. Fo Guang was crushed into a tiny powder.

Whether it is purified black smoke or those tiny powders, they float up on their own and enter the big nirvana one after another.

There are many metal lattices on the surface of the big nirvana, and one of them has been filled in the sea of ​​dark objects, and has become two colors of black gold. At this time, another lattice was slowly filled, but the material seemed to be glass and graphite.

No matter whether it is the prologue or the half-tail, or the blood thumb, only the consciousness of killing and destroying, but its own existence is extremely difficult to be wiped out. This war with the seabed continues to the present. The trouble is that the black smoke, the spores of the monster after death, and the invisible dark energy spilled out of the space, constantly consuming the Buddha's light, and the superb Buddha's light is thinned again.

The tower coagulated by the Buddha's light once again trembles and may collapse at any time.

If the tower collapses, those black and gray monsters will burst into space cracks like the tide, will occupy the planet countless times faster than now, and turn all life on the planet into one of them. Mankind can only give up this planet.

The joyous monk was extremely capable of making a decision, and changed his combat strategy before the tower collapsed.

The tower disappeared from the ground in an instant and was taken into the big nirvana.

The big nirvana was supplemented by the Buddha's light and became brighter, looking like a full moon in the night sky.

The broken monk's clothes fluttered, like an unwilling army flag.

Rejoicing that the monk fell before the crack in the space, the Buddha's light was collected in his body, and his face showed a golden light. The original soft lines became much harder, and Qingjun's boy seemed to become a real golden Buddha.

He raised his right hand blankly.

In the night sky behind him, a huge golden Buddha appeared faintly.

Golden Buddha also raised his right hand with his movements, and then fell.

Great handprint!

With a loud bang, the ruins of the factory became shorter with huge impact.

The huge palm of the Golden Buddha landed on the ground, covering the entire space crack.

Very fine turbulence overflowed from the edge of the palm, making a sharp and harsh sound.

I don't know how many monsters of the sea of ​​dark objects have hit this huge palm and turned into nothing.

The unimaginable impact of the tide makes the palm of the Golden Buddha tremble, as if it may be shaken at any time.

The happy monk closed his eyes.

In the Buddha's light, long eyelashes were trembling.

The power of the sea of ​​dark things, whether it is the Great Nirvana or the stupa, cannot be blocked.

Even if his golden body is stable and strong, how long can he resist?

Time passes slowly.

The joyful monk's face was already pale like paper in the sea of ​​dark things, and now it is no more than that.

But I don't know when his eyelashes fell.

It seems that the golden light on the Buddha's hair is not a real gold body.

Or is it precisely for this reason, so the monks in Guocheng Temple have to lose their hair?

Joyous monks are not afraid of the impact of those monsters or the spores, but they will still be eroded by the purest, intangible and dark energy.

The Zen heart is still rock-solid, clear and unobstructed, but the golden body has a slight ailment.

The huge palm of the golden Buddha fell, and the little finger on the edge began to show defects, and there were faint signs of rupture.

The joyful monk's right finger is slightly black.

The night is getting darker and darker, and the starlight is getting thicker and darker. Correspondingly, the Buddha light in the factory ruins is getting weaker and weaker.

I don't know how much time has passed, and the light and shade have changed again. That's because the morning light penetrated from under the distant clouds, gradually illuminating everything in the mountains.

The joyful monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the crack in the space covered by the golden Buddha's big handprint, and there was a very terrifying killing intention in his eyes.

嗤嗤 嗤嗤.

Numerous black tentacles, with an evil and terrible atmosphere, came out from the extremely narrow position between the golden Buddha's palm and the crack in the space.

The joyful monk ’s right hand is still against the void, and the left hand is grabbed across the sky. With this simple action, countless arms stretched out from behind him, and they grabbed the tentacles, seemingly clumsy, but difficult to be accurate and fast. Imagine.

There was an extremely unpleasant cracking sound in the ruins of the factory, countless golden hands grabbing countless tentacles, tearing them extremely savagely, crackling, those tentacles did n’t last long, they broke into pieces and burst into the mouth Debut black smoke, all spores inside.

The joyful monk took a deep breath and drew all the black smoke into his belly.

At the next moment, he saw a slight shock in his body, his chest and abdomen swelled suddenly, and then resumed as before.

Several golden flames protruded from his nose, faded away, and turned into blue smoke.

The spores that he had inhaled into his belly were all burned by the fire.

The black tentacles were torn off by him like tearing octopus feet, but the mother nests were still there.

Only the rumbling sound was heard, and the space cracks inflated again. I do n’t know how many mother nests chose to explode at the same time, forming an extremely powerful force, which directly shattered the golden Buddha ’s big handprint.

The joyful monk was shocked again, and came forty kilometers away along the pit before yesterday evening.

It ’s just that this time he was already prepared. He walked back on the big nirvana and turned back instantaneously, waiting for the space crack to have any movement. He reached out and grabbed a female nest from the inside. The big nirvana cut off for the knife.

Cao Yuan is his descendant in Guocheng Temple, and is called the saint sage.

This ancestor of Zen was not weaker than him at all.

I saw the golden wind blow away the morning light, and more than 30,000 knives were instantly released. The two mother nests were cut into the finest pieces without resistance.

More and more mother nests are coming out of the fissures that have expanded to hundreds of meters.

The joyful monk was still expressionless, but raised his eyebrows and flew into the high altitude on the big nirvana and began to travel at high speed.

Those black mother nests had just arrived in this world, and they couldn't do anything at all, and they shattered instantly.

The distant star is now some distance away from the horizon, but it is just covered by the dark clouds, and the sky and earth have become a lot colder.

The joyful monk stepped on the big nirvana and walked between the mother nests, bringing out countless bright lights.

He still uses the sword technique, but he does the sword control.

Many years ago, he had been to Qingshan at the beginning of his monastic practice. Qingshan's sword repair gave him an entry-level sword recipe. That introductory swordsmanship is naturally not awesome, not to mention advanced, but falling into the hands of such a great person is enough to cultivate extremely brilliant sword control.

The mother's nest and various monsters burst into space cracks, and he was chopped into black smoke.

The cold sunlight and the dark clouds are covered by black smoke, and no scenes can be seen.

The light from the Nirvana suddenly condensed into a spot at a certain moment.

The joyful monk looked at the depths of the dark smoke and the cracks in the space, his eyes slightly cold.

There was an extremely powerful breath.

As cold as the sky.

It is as substantial as black smoke.

As if death had become a concrete picture, it just landed on the surface of Mochizuki Planet.

The black smoke gradually dissipated and the space was distorted. A huge mother nest appeared over the ruins of the factory.

The occult person is still so ugly and ugly, countless tentacles are still hidden under the leather-like body surface, like the muddy ground where the weeds will come out. , And some life like being swallowed.

-It is the head of another sea giant.

The joyful monk thought about the book written by Jing Jiu, and it is no wonder that the Giants of Chaotian Continent now have only one mentally handicapped descendant, all of which are retribution.

He took a black stone vajra from the big nirvana, prepared to spend half of his magical power, but also to kill the mother nest as soon as possible.

The Underworld is different from the ordinary mother nest, and can even affect the conscious environment of the entire planet. The most direct threat is that the underground base set by the Galaxy Alliance Government on the ordinary moon, such as Mochizuki Planet, has never considered confrontation This level of monsters. Those alloy doors at the base of the ground cooperate with the gravitational field generating device, which can block the erosion of ordinary mother nests or even dark energy, but absolutely cannot block this kind of thing.

If you allow this huge black mother nest to roam the planet, it will only take half a day and all life will die.

But at the next moment, that cold and dead breath ... suddenly became stronger.

That breath is already powerful and unimaginable. How could it be stronger?

In the few observation reports of human beings, this phenomenon has never occurred.

It is already the highest-ranking mother nest and cannot evolve again.

Rejoicing monks do not believe that the Underworld can evolve into a more powerful existence, otherwise what is necessary to fight this war?

Then there is only one explanation. There is no one who came to the moon in the moon watching planet.

Sure enough, behind the dark man who turned into a giant head, another dark man slowly floated out.

The dark man is not the standard form of a mother nest, there are only a dozen weak tentacles on the surface, but there are two wings-like protrusions on the lower side.

Still extremely ugly.

Huanxi Monk confirmed that in all observation reports, even in the girl ’s database, there is no such high-level mother nest.

What kind of monster is this?

Thinking about these problems, he had put away the Vajra pestle and stepped on the big nirvana to a mountain 200 kilometers northwest of the ruins of the factory.

The strongest human ca n’t defeat the two highest-ranking mother nests at the same time. Just like in the sea of ​​dark things a few days ago, the only thing he can do is run away. Gone in the universe.

Standing on the edge of the big mountain, he looked at the ruins of the factory in the distance, and suddenly even the escape was lowered a lot.

Because another one came out of the crack in that space ... the dark one.

Then came another one.

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Some occult people look like birds that are too fat but have no feet. Some dark places are like square stones surrounded by mud. Some darkness is a head. Some of the dark ones are ordinary mother nests. The common characteristics are roughly spherical, black and gray on the surface, some deflated, and some protruding, as if there is something flowing inside, giving a feeling of nausea.

Of course, they will make people feel sick, except for being ugly, more of the breath of death that they carry.

Countless generations, half-tails, and odd-shaped monsters gush out from the cracks in space, spread out like waterfalls, and rush towards the surface of the planet.

The joyful monk did not try to do anything to stop this.

In order to resist the cold breath of those who are in darkness, he has been a little bit hard, his face pale like new paper, and the Buddha's light from the Nirvana is extremely dim.

There are nine dark people floating out of the cracks in space ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ They dispelled the previous black smoke, dispelled the dark clouds in the sky, and came to the extreme height of the atmosphere, overlooking the world like an emperor .

The unimaginable cold breath scattered from their ugly bodies, condensed the mechanical wells in the agricultural machinery factory on the ground, and frozen a few stones.

The black smoke and the clouds are scattered, and it should be reasonable to see the rising sun in that round.

It's a pity not to see it.

The nine black suns in the sky took away all the light.

The joyful monk stood on the edge of the cliff, and the tattered monk's clothing fluttered gently, like a military flag that was about to fall.

He looked at the nine huge mother nests high up in the sky, thinking to himself what the **** is going on?

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