Eight hundred and seventieth chapters encounter wood Taoist
This is the famous wonderland of the "Liuyan Sea", the southern wilderness.
Although it is an ocean, there are countless volcanoes in the sea. Countless volcanoes erupt all year round, flames soar into the sky, magma rolls, and stirring up a large area of water boils all the time. Except for some strange creatures with extremely tenacious vitality, other fish and shrimps cannot grow here at all.
Moreover, due to the relationship between magma and volcanic smoke, this Liuyan Sea only has fire-resistant fire-attribute spiritual plants growing on the island and underwater, and other ordinary plants cannot grow here at all.
So when Ji Hao saw a Bodhi tree standing on the island from afar, he felt something strange.
Especially from a distance, the Bodhi tree was only more than ten feet tall, but Ji Hao could see this Bodhi tree at a glance, and the short trunk gave him the illusion of standing tall.
"What's wrong!" murmured to himself, Ji Hao turned around and left.
The golden bridge of heaven and earth brought a dark golden light to break through the air and led Ji Hao forward. The next moment, Ji Hao's eyes flashed. He was shocked to find that he had reached the sea less than a hundred miles away from the Bodhi tree.
"What's wrong!" Ji Hao exclaimed, he put away the golden bridge of heaven and earth, and a golden light rippled all over his body, and used his magical power with all his strength to rush back.
The void was torn apart in a 'swish', and Ji Hao smashed the void and pierced it, and his head stood on the ground. The head of the Witch Emperor was so hard that Ji Hao's head broke into a deep hole on the ground, splashing a large area of dust.
"You little fellow Taoist is so polite, you're welcome, why bother so much?"
A subtle voice came from Ji Hao, and then a powerful palm held Ji Hao's shoulder and gently lifted it up. Ji Hao couldn't help but jump up. He shook his head hard, shook the dust on his head, and looked in front of him.
The Bodhi tree was right in front of him, under the Bodhi tree carved with green body like jade. An old man with a yellow face and a small bun on his head was sitting on a dry grass cushion, with a strong bitterness on his drooping mouth. The corners of his drooping eyes looked even more weak, and he looked sick and looked very uncomfortable.
Ji Hao looked at the old man and felt a little sad because of his frowning look.
In a brutal way, Ji Hao seemed to feel the great sorrow accumulated by countless creatures from the deep wrinkles on the old man's face. An unprecedented strong sense of sorrow slowly rippled out of his heart. Ji Hao felt heartache as if he was twisted, and two lines of tears couldn't help but slide from his eyes.
The old man looked at Ji Hao in a daze, his gray-white and broken linen cloth was automatically worn. It was as if he had not eaten enough. The old man said softly: "I have a good understanding. When I see the old Taoist, I can understand the wonderful truth of all sentient beings suffering. Friends, you have a destiny to have a relationship with the old Taoist. Come on, kowtow a few times and worship the old Taoist as your teacher!"
After hearing the old Taoist words, Ji Hao felt a bitter heart, and then a strong bitter taste spread in his internal organs, and then a strong bitterness spread in his mouth. It was like 100,000 bitter gallbladder and 1 million kilograms of coptis chinensis made into a small bowl, and then he held this bowl of bitter soup in his mouth and savored it carefully.
This bitterness that makes the soul almost collapsed, Ji Hao's pores were filled with sticky cold sweat, and his sweat was full of bitterness.
Tears flowed, Ji Hao forced himself to stand up straight, looking at the old Taoist with awesome eyes.
Bodhi tree, old Taoist...
Ji Hao vaguely thought of something, but his whole body and mind were soaked in the terrible bitterness. Ji Hao's thinking speed became like a snail, and the old Taoist's name was right next to his mouth. But he could not think of his name, and he could not say his name.
"You, you..." Ji Hao pointed at the old Taoist tremblingly.
"Everyone is sad and suffering, and the sea of suffering is boundless!" The old Taoist's mouth drooped, his eyes drooped, and his whole face drooped. Even in Ji Hao's eyes, the old Taoist's bones seemed to be drooping in a weak manner.
Sorrow, sadness, a bleak and despairy aura rushes out from every corner of the old Taoist body, turning into a thick sky that firmly traps Ji Hao inside.
The strong wind blew across the sea. The Bodhi tree behind the old Taoist shook gently, and countless leaves on the Bodhi tree swayed. Each leaf seemed to have a small world, with countless frightened, panic, sad, and desperate faces flashing.
In this Bodhi tree, it seems that all the unfortunate and pitiful people in the world are staged countless life dramas filled with tragic atmosphere and soaked in bitter bile.
A lot of saliva gushed out of Ji Hao's mouth, and bitter saliva kept flowing out along the corners of his mouth.
He opened his mouth wide, and the clear bitter water poured out endlessly. The strength on his body slipped away in strands of the bitter water, making his whole body sore and soft, and his kneecap became weak, and he was about to kneel to the ground.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, compassion is the boat." The old Taoist squinted his eyes and looked at Ji Hao and smiled: "When you come into my door, you will be free from suffering and worry! I, Taoist Mu, should be your teacher!"
"Haha, haha, haha!"
Ji Hao looked at the old Taoist in a daze and suddenly laughed foolishly.
The Sun Taoist Seed condensed into substance emits infinite golden light, and the chains formed by countless golden road patterns surrounding the Sun Taoist Seed rotate rapidly. A stream of pure Yang Zhigang, the domineering and powerful aura continued to release from the Sun Taoist Seed, and quickly flowed throughout Ji Hao's body.
Panli Sun is controlled by the Sun Taoist seed, and terrible heat currents fill Ji Hao's body, resisting the invasion of bitterness.
A trace of extremely thin golden light continued to seep out of Ji Hao's body, and his skin gradually brought a layer of sacred and brilliant gold, and his hair faintly turned into gold, as if it was drawn from pure golden silk.
The old Taoist frowned slightly, and a stronger feeling of bitterness rushed towards Ji Hao like a whistling thunder.
Ji Hao giggled a few strange laughs. His eyes and eyes widened at the same time, and a long roar, waved the Nine Yang Spear with his right hand, and swung the four-style integrated attack with all his strength.
A brilliant golden arc slashed hard at the old Taoist's head, and Ji Hao shouted sternly: "It's bitter? You..."
Ji Hao wanted to curse and swear, but his swear words were still brewing in his mouth. A irreversible will to heaven and earth suddenly came, blocking his verbal words and preventing him from making that bad curse.
However, his full-strength attack on the old Taoist was almost perfectly released.
The Nine Yang Ge made a dull roar, and almost as Ji Hao waved it, it landed on the old Taoist's head and touched his small bun.
The old Taoist sighed lightly and muttered faintly "Those who are bitter"!
He waved his right sleeve and slapped at Jiuyang Ge. He pulled out a green green branch from somewhere in his left hand, and a continuous green light swayed to Ji Hao and slapped it on his chest. (To be continued.)
ps: April is too tired, so fat Taoist has lost a lot of weight.
The big wave of Taoist Mu finally appeared, well, the curtain of history finally slowly opened!
Or, the wheel of history, he finally began to roll forward with a 'smash'!
What happened next? There will be updates when Fat Taoist gets up tomorrow!
Also, let’s make sure that looking at the backstage records, Fat Taoist actually updated nearly 240,000 words in April!
In other words, although I have been working hard outside for more than half a month, the update has not been lost!
Chapter completed!