Where the Xuming self-destructed, the space suddenly cracked, and the old monk wearing a red cassock stepped out. His eyes slowly swept across the surroundings, and a faint sadness appeared on his face.

"Amitabha!" He lowered his name and suddenly raised his hand to spread his five fingers. A phantom of a villain appeared in his palm, carefully identifying that it was the faint mind that had already exploded and died.

His lips squirmed as if he had said something, then he put his hands together and slowly dissipated.

The old monk in the red cassock recited the scriptures of rebirth, and the warm Buddha light emanated from his body, gradually spreading the entire space.

After a long time, he stopped reciting scriptures and whispered: "Don't worry, I know who the person who harmed you is, and I will not let him be free from Buddhism."

"I will capture him back to the Buddha's sect, and conquer him under the Buddha's mountain, and suffer from endless sins and karma fire, which will never be able to transcend you forever."

When the words fell, the old monk in red cassock suddenly took a step forward, and the next moment, his figure appeared at where Mo Yu was before. With a slight sense, his face couldn't help but show gloom.

After a while, he clasped his hands together and spoke respectfully, "Please help me."

Buzz —

The rule suddenly trembled, and a Buddha's phantom slowly emerged. His face was blurred, but his eyes were extremely bright, as if he could see through his previous life's rebirth.

He turned around and looked into the distance, his body suddenly stiffened, and two lines of blood flowed down from his eyes, and a sigh came from his mouth.

"Xule, this person is involved in the chessboard of the heavens, and it is beyond the limit you can master. Don't continue to investigate and return to the Buddha Sect."

The peaceful voice came from the Buddha's phantom, without any pain.

"Buddha..." Xu Le showed shock.

"Go back, he now blasphemed my Buddha and will eventually suffer retribution in the future... This is a determined fate." The Buddha's eyes were bleeding continuously, but a faint smile appeared on his face, which was infected by blood, which looked particularly strange.

...

Mo Yu suddenly felt like a ray of light on his back, and his figure stopped suddenly, but before he could sense it carefully, the feeling suddenly disappeared.

His brows were frowning without any reason, and deep disgust surged in his heart and his eyes showed a gloomy look.

But now it is not the time to delay. Mo Yu took a deep breath and felt overwhelmed. His feet moved and moved again, and his figure appeared outside a star.

After a moment of sensing, he did not notice the threatening aura, and he quietly fell into this star.

...

"Grandma! I've been away for a few days. Why did you rent out the yard where I live without my consent? No, I want to drive him out!" A strong boy spoke angrily, turned his head and rushed out of the door.

The old man's face darkened, and his body lying on the bamboo chair raised his back, "Bastard, that's your grandfather's yard, when will it be yours? Besides, he has paid a year's rent, but there are ten top-quality treasure crystals. If you dare to mess around, please see if I don't smash your butt!"

The boy shrank his neck and muttered, then he spoke in surprise, "Ten top-quality treasure crystals? Grandpa, you are right!"

The bald old man smiled proudly, "You heard it right, there are ten top-quality treasure crystals, which can match our family's income for more than half a year. You have the tuition fee this year. If he can rent it in our family for several years, that would be great."

The young man hummed a few words and finally stopped talking about chasing people. He looked at the courtyard opposite that he didn't want to stay, and said with a lip: "I must have a bad mind if I rented ten best treasure crystals here... By the way, this is a typical person who is stupid and has a lot of money. Grandpa is a new word I just learned. It is said that the adults in the sect say this."

Bang-

The boy was slapped in the head, and the grandfather was so angry that he widened his eyes, and his two mustaches jumped, "You bastard, don't talk nonsense!"

He looked at the opposite side carefully, and then he felt a little relieved, "Grandpa tells you that the tenant on the opposite side must be an amazing person. You must not be rude, do you understand?"

Hu grinned with a headache and kept nodding, but he was quite dissatisfied. If he was a capable figure, how could he live here? Yingxianju, specially built by the sect in the inner city, is no better than here!

At this moment, the gate of the opposite courtyard suddenly opened, and a young man walked out of it. He was wearing a black robe and his handsome face turned slightly pale.

As if he noticed their gaze, he nodded slightly at a glance, turned around and sat on a chair next to his hand, closing his eyes slightly to bask in the sun.

Hutou was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, "Grandpa, is this the tenant in the yard?"

"How is it? Grandpa didn't lie to you, right?" The bald old man narrowed his eyes and spoke.

Hutou hesitated for a moment and nodded. He didn't notice anything, but he felt instinctively that the temperament of this young man was different from that of ordinary people.

His every move was very calm, but in this calmness, there was something inexplicable.

But no matter how you look at it, Hutou can't catch such things.

An hour later, the young man in black robe stood up on time and returned to the courtyard. When he closed the courtyard door, a faint look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that in this place, there would be an old, a young man and two ordinary people with such keenness... Of course, they all had some cultivation, but in his eyes, they were not different from ordinary people.

Because he was Mo Yu, he had already fallen into the Emperor Realm twice with his king-level cultivation, and one of them was the Xuming Buddha of the Imperial Level Perfect Secret Tibetan Buddhism.

Of course, to do this, he also paid a huge price and was forced to hide here to recuperate his injuries, which is the best proof.

When he walked through the courtyard and pushed the door into the room, Mo Yu sat cross-legged and placed a cushion. A spot of light as small as a grain of rice suddenly lit up in the air, densely packed like a sea of ​​stars. If you carefully distinguish it, you will find that what it presented was Mo Yu's eyebrows! The powerful forbidden power covered all the breath. Even if a monk swept over the divine consciousness, unless his cultivation reached the level of the Divine Emperor, there would be no discovery at all.

This restriction automatically appeared in his mind after Mo Yu left the Yongnan Star Realm, perhaps from the bloodline in his body... or the Xuanhuang Palace that was still sleeping in his eyebrows! It seemed that he had exhausted all its power, and could sense it but could not be summoned, otherwise he would have another powerful trump card in his hand!

His eyes fell on a Buddha bone relic not far away, and Mo Yu couldn't help but frown, revealing deep worries.

This relics come from Musang. After special practice of the Buddhist sect of the Secretariat Buddhism, they have become similar storage rings, and are extremely safe.

But in it, he could not find the city that cannot leave. Fortunately, his intuition told him that the people in the city that cannot leave have temporarily escaped from danger.

At this moment, I can only wait until my injury recovers before setting off to search.

Mo Yu took a deep breath and suppressed all his thoughts. A phantom of a black cauldron suddenly appeared, wrapping his body inside.

The powerful and gentle power turned into countless flying spots of light and slowly injected into his body.

After killing Xu Ming, Mo Yu always felt like he was being watched. Although it was intermittent, it brought him great anxiety.

In this case, instinct told him that it would be better not to expose the black cauldron, so Mo Yu gave up teleportation and entered the exile sea, choosing this slow but safe way of healing.

Time passed quietly, and nearly a day passed in a blink of an eye. Mo Yu's eyes slowly opened and his brows subconsciously frowned slightly.

At this speed, it will take at least several years to completely heal the injury, and this is because he uses the power of the black cauldron.

The emperor-level perfect cultivator exploded, and once the terrifying mark of destruction carried by the terrifying power was very difficult to remove once it was bombarded into the body.

Soon, Mo Yu's expression returned to peace. Since he had no choice, he could only face it calmly.

Any anxiety and anxiety will not benefit his injury recovery at all.

He stood up and closed the ban here, pushed open the door, and walked out of the yard.

...

Time passes quietly like the water of a quiet stream.

It seemed like half a year had passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside the courtyard, Mo Yu was wearing a black jacket, squinted his eyes and looked at the monks passing by on the street, and his mind was unprecedentedly at ease.

The past six months of recuperation allowed him to be freed from the bloody world, and he could have time to sort out what he had and quietly experience the power he had.

The injury has not recovered yet, but Mo Yu has intuition in his heart that this period of rest may give him unexpected gains.

"Uncle Mo! Uncle Mo!" The tiger's head shouted and ran towards him with a pocket on his back. In more than half a year, he had grown half a head, and his strong body became more and more burly, like a calf who was having fun.

Mo Yu opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Here I'm back."

"Yeah!" Hutou grinned and said, "Uncle Mo, my cultivation has already broken through to the power level. The teachers in the school are praising me. It won't take long for me to become a warrior!"

Looking at his proud look, some pictures from a long time ago appeared in Mo Yu's mind, with a hint of remembrance on his face, and he nodded with a smile, "You have good talent and practice hard, and you will definitely have a day to make a name for yourself in the future."

Hutou raised his hand and touched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, thanks to Uncle Mo's advice, otherwise, I would have to break through at least one month."

He lowered the pocket on his back and opened the half-bag of crystal clear Spirit Valley, and the faint smell of rice suddenly filled the air.

"Uncle Mo, your face is pale. It must be because of the lack of qi and blood. Uncle Mo accepted these Linggu, and it will definitely be cured after taking them."

Mo Yu frowned, "Tiger Head, where did you come from the Spirit Valley?"

"Uncle Mo, don't worry, Hutou dare not do bad things. This is the remaining part after the Lingtian in the family was handed over. My mother asked me to take it to the school for extra meals. I was not willing to eat it and brought it back to you." Hutou smiled awkwardly, "Uncle Mo, don't tell my mother, otherwise she will definitely be nagging. You said why I'm doing well to eat Linggu."

A trace of gentleness flashed in Mo Yu's eyes and he waved his hand and said, "Your uncle Xinyi accepted it, but Linggu is not very useful to me. If you take it back and eat it according to your mother's requirements, it will be beneficial for your cultivation."

"This..." Hutou hesitated a little, but when he thought of Uncle Mo's unanimous temperament, he nodded helplessly.

At this moment, a burly man walked out of the yard opposite and smiled and said, "Brother Mo, today Hutou is back, your sister-in-law specially cooked a wild goose I caught a few days ago, and stewed with a secret recipe. Come and have dinner together today."

Hutou was overjoyed, "Yes, Uncle Mo eats with us!"

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Okay. You guys go first, I'll buy a jar of wine in front."

The burly man was the father of Hutou Tang Cheng. He shook his head helplessly when he heard this, but he knew that he was unwilling to take advantage of him, so he could only let him go.

A moment later, the Tang family set up a table full of dishes, Mo Yu and Tang Cheng drank a big gulp, and ate for a long time before saying goodbye and leaving.

When Hutou returned to his room to rest, the sister-in-law of the Tang family hesitated for a moment and said, "Dad, you have seen that just now, so I'd better tell Hutou secretly. Although I want to help Brother Mo, our family saved Linggu to help him improve his body, so it can't be really sent out."

Before Tang Cheng could speak, his father snorted coldly, "Woman's opinion! If Brother Mo really takes over the tiger-headed Spirit Valley, that would be a great joy! You, you are really short-sighted!"

The sister-in-law of the Tang family did not dare to argue with her father-in-law. When he left, she couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "What's wrong with Dad? I didn't say anything wrong."

Tang Cheng shook his head, "I don't know either, but my father is very accurate in seeing people. If you have such a thing in the future, don't talk too much."

He took two steps forward, looked at the courtyard opposite, with a little confused expression on his face, and murmured: "Is Brother Mo really not an ordinary person, but why haven't he noticed it after so long?"

...

Spring goes and autumn comes, and it is another two years in a blink of an eye.

Mo Yu was drinking tea under the tree, and the gate of the courtyard was suddenly pushed open. Listening to the familiar footsteps, he knew who it was without looking back.

Sure enough, the tiger-headed voice sounded quickly, "Uncle Mo!"

This kid looks like a year, and now he has grown into a young man. He is taller than Mo Yu, and he smiles with his mouth wide open.
To be continued...