Starting from the Abandoned Disciple in Laoshan

The moment Shen Mo swung the hatchet, there was no longer the old celestial master, no Longhu Mountain in his eyes, and even the heavenly and earthly evil formation formed by one hundred and eight demons, he turned a blind eye to it.

He sees the whole world.

To be precise, it is a world woven by his inner delusions.

This world is a huge cocoon wrapping him.

And besides this silkworm cocoon, there are silkworm cocoons.

There is a day out there!

Shen Mo has never been so clear-headed and deeply aware of what the world is at any moment in his life.

I am the world!

What I see and hear is the world.

Where the hatchet blade passes, it is the principle of the great law!

What this knife slashed away was no longer Longhushan, the old celestial master, and the god of heaven and earth, but the whole world of delusion, which was the giant cocoon that wrapped him up and prevented him from becoming a celestial being.

The avenue is like a front, everything can be cut off.

But the sharpness of this knife did not cut through the cocoon of delusional thoughts after all.

Each thread seems to be soaked in unknown water, wet and luscious, and twisted together, it has the softness of water and the toughness of silk, which constantly wears away the sharpness of the hatchet.

The world is like tide and people are like water!
This water is the water of the world.

Shen Mo's heart felt a little heavy.

He understands that these worldly tides come from the world of mortals he experienced.

He remembered that sentence again.

"People in the arena involuntarily."

He is in delusions, and the delusions are generated by himself, so he is another kind of person in the arena.

Everlasting regret that this life is not mine, when will I forget it!

Shen Mo is burdened by the world, seeking the way of longevity is no different from seeking fame, fortune and wealth.

This water is also the water of desire for longevity.

Shen Mo has such a big desire, and his delusions are always endless.

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Outside, Ah Bidao slashed down with three sabers.

Longhushan fell into gloom and mist, the light in the eyes of the old celestial master was dim, and Tiangangdisha was a little at a loss.But Longhu Mountain was only crumbling, not completely destroyed.

The old celestial master could see that Shen Mo's knife was shocking, but something was wrong.

Half-step celestial being, after all, not a celestial being.

He didn't feel lucky, because Shen Mo was young enough.

And under the shroud of this knife, the old celestial master can only resist.

After all, he is just the old celestial master in Shen Mo's delusional world, not the great celestial master who will become more than ten years later.

At this moment, the old heavenly master was dejected, but not completely disheartened, because the extraordinary realm displayed by Shen Mo made him see the way ahead.

The road to the great road leads to the same goal.

The deeper you go, the more similar the paths become.

Whether it is seeking longevity, seeking supernatural powers, or seeking spells, it will eventually fall on seeking the Dao.

For example, if a mortal's skills reach the peak, he will naturally be able to understand the Dao.

Therefore, in ancient times, there were great sages and sages who once realized suddenly, became mortal in the morning, and became holy in the evening.

Or there are Pao Ding and the like, whose skills are as advanced as Tao, and who study heaven and man.

Saints and cooks all lead to the same goal by different routes.

The old heavenly master has forgotten the enemy and ourselves at this moment.

He even hoped that Shen Mo's knife would fall, for nothing else, he wanted to see the knife of heaven and man.

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What the Tie Jian nun saw was also seen by the old heavenly master.

She wasn't worried that Shen Mo wouldn't be able to become a heavenly man.

If even Shen Mo can't succeed, then neither should those celestial beings in the past.

Although Shen Mo is young, his accumulation is enough.

Since ancient times, those who have made great achievements do not depend on their age, but on whether they have accumulated enough and their will is strong or not.

She firmly believed that Shen Mo could pass this hurdle.

If Shen Mo can't make it through, it's a problem with the practice path in the world, not Shen Mo's problem.

Even so, with Shen Mo's talent, he can find another path.

Taoist paved the way.

It's not because the Dao of Cultivation was originally there, but because the Dao Patriarch opened it up.

What the predecessors can do, the future generations will naturally be able to do by stepping on the shoulders of the predecessors.

"It is the luck of the world to have Shen Mo in this world."

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Shen Mo naturally didn't know what the old heavenly master and the god nun were thinking.

In fact, he is not the kind of genius who is born out of the world in the eyes of outsiders.

Before time travel, he was just an ordinary person, at most a little smarter than ordinary people.

It's just that he embarked on this path of practice, let him continue to transform, and finally came to today's realm and cultivation base.

However, practice is like sailing against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat.

Today's step, even if it's not the best time, he still has to take it.

Because the road ahead will only become more and more difficult, and those talented and brilliant people in front of them, such as Taihe and Demon Buddha, may have already fallen.

Shen Mo fell here, afraid of being laughed at by them.

Of course, he doesn't care about other people's jokes.

But today I can't make it through, I'm really upset.

The water-soaked threads of delusion tightened more and more, not only wrapped around the hatchet, but also tightly wrapped around Shen Mo.

Shen Mo also felt wet and heavy all over.

This heaviness is like the whole world of bitterness pressing on him.

The world is like a cage, and the tide is endless.

Shen Mo wanted to break free, break free, but couldn't.

Because his body is also a part of the world, so is the hatchet.

The same is true of sin.

People are like rivers and lakes, how can they escape?

Shen Mo had an incomparably deep understanding of what it means to be in a cocoon.

Is the difficulty of this pass the same as that of the predecessors?

Shen Mo didn't know.

This has nothing to do with his current situation.

"Using the magical powers and mana of the world cannot solve my predicament."

His mind became extremely calm and clear.

"The tide of the world, in the final analysis, comes from my experience in this world, not all the bitter seas of the heavens. This kind of restraint comes from this side of the world. It should be released from outside the sky."

"My body is from this world, but my soul is not."

"But my soul doesn't have magical powers and mana. How can I resolve the predicament in front of me?"

"fire!"

A word suddenly sounded in Shen Mo's heart.

Human civilization began by drilling wood to make fire.

Why not practice?

Yuan Ling is really hot?

"But the True Fire of Yuanling that I have learned comes from God Nun Tiejian, and it is also a worldly thing here. I'm afraid it won't help me break the tide of the world."

"But there is one exception."

"Nanming Lihuo comes from beyond the sky."

The mystery of Nanming Lihuo suddenly flashed in Shen Mo's heart.

"With my soul as salary, ignite Nanming Lihuo."

Shen Mo's soul erupted in an instant with a miraculous flame, which attached to the dust thread in an instant.

The fire was blazing, but there was no smoke.

And the damp feeling on Shen Mo's body has dissipated a lot.

At the same time, his body was also burning under the flames.

A little bit of blood condensed in the flames.

That was the blood of the evil bird in Shen Mo's body.

His body disappeared, and his blood was condensed into the size of an eye.

A blood eye, quietly suspended on Longhu Mountain.

The bloody eyes turned faintly, and there was actually everything in it.

"Heaven and man transform into life!"

The bloody eyes are Shen Mo's divine appearance.

He no longer has the appearance of a human being, but he has realized the appearance of heaven and man.

Enter the realm of heaven and man!
Ah Bi Dao's three knives suddenly appeared, and once again slashed towards Longhu Mountain and the entire world of delusion.

Shen Mo split the mountain!

Rumble!
Amidst all the deafening noises, Shen Mo finally stepped into the realm of heaven and man steadily.

And the blood eyes appeared in the real world.

This is not a dream!

Achievement of the tide of vitality and various visions attracted by heaven and man, immediately shocked the world.