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Chapter 895

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Chu Mo was slightly startled and asked with a smile, "Why do you say that, Senior?"

"Don't you think so?" The old cultivator drooped his eyelids and said indifferently, "The Ancient Netherworld Sect … They don't know what kind of existence it is. There are many sects in the Immortal Realm, like carps crossing the river. But this Ancient Netherworld Sect is still able to spread its name throughout the Immortal Realm. What do they rely on? Benevolence? Universal love? "

The old cultivator had a mocking expression on his face. "Don't talk nonsense … They rely on strength!"

"…" Chu Mo looked at the old cultivator speechlessly and thought to himself, Isn't this nonsense? Which sect does not rely on strength?

He had just come out and wanted to buy a map of the Immortal Realm. Seeing that the old cultivator's stall had one, he casually chatted with the old cultivator. In the end, they hadn't even exchanged a few words when a cheer came from the tavern, interrupting their conversation.

"Young man, it seems that you don't understand what I mean." The old cultivator glanced at Chu Mo. "What I mean is, since the Ancient Netherworld Sect can rely on strength to gain a foothold in the Immortal Realm, will they be helpless against an ancient relic? This is clearly the great danger hidden in the ancient relic! They don't want to lose their own people, so they came up with this method. What do you mean there are only twenty places? Bullshit! They are afraid that it will be difficult to control if there are too many people! Dozens of people at a time … It's just right, it can play a role in exploration and is easy to supervise. Anyway, if this batch dies, there will be another batch. This Immortal Realm … has no shortage of poor rogue cultivators. "

The old cultivator finally sighed and seemed to be somewhat emotional. At this time, he stood up and walked with a limp. He turned out to be a cripple.

Chu Mo was somewhat surprised and looked at the old cultivator. "Your leg?"

"It's a cripple, a Dao injury, it can't be cured." The old cultivator smiled bitterly. "Otherwise, why would a Mahayana cultivator like me set up a stall here to eat and wait for death?"

As he spoke, the old cultivator's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence. "My leg suffered a serious Dao injury when I was exploring a relic for the Ancient Netherworld Sect. It can't be cured at all. So, my life is like this. I can only retire here. "

After the old cultivator finished speaking, Chu Mo checked him with the Firmament Mirror and found that he was indeed a cultivator of the Great Vehicle Stage. Moreover, his cultivation was at the middle stage of the Great Vehicle Stage. The wound on his leg was also caused by a Taoist injury. But it was not incurable.

However, those herbs were definitely very rare in the Immortal World. Even if he could see them, the price was definitely not something this old cultivator could afford.

Thinking of this, Chu Mo said, "Maybe one day you will meet someone who can cure your leg."

The old cultivator waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "That's impossible! If it could be cured, why would I waste my time until today? It was cured a long time ago! " With that said, the old cultivator began to rummage through his stall. "You just said that you want a complete map of the Immortal World? There was no such thing. To be honest, the Immortal World was simply too vast. Almost no one who had the ability to create a complete topographic map of the Immortal World was willing to do it. If they had the time, they might as well spend it cultivating. That's why … most of the maps of the Immortal World are divided into regions. Young man, can you tell me where you want to go? I'll find a map of the regions for you. "

Chu Mo hesitated for a moment before saying softly, "I want to go to a Buddhist sect."

"Huh?" The old cultivator was startled and looked up and down at Chu Mo. "Young man, I see that you are full of vigor, your face is ruddy, and your forehead is full. There shouldn't be anything that you can't get over, right?"

Chu Mo couldn't help but laugh. "Old mister, you also know how to do divination?"

"Divination? Come on, that's just a trick. We're all cultivators. If we don't cultivate real scriptures, who dares to say that they know how to do divination? They'll definitely be laughed at. " The old cultivator grinned. "I just think that you're so young and have nothing that you can't get over. Why would you want to go to such a place?"

"Why? Do I have to become a monk to go to a Buddhist sect? "Chu Mo said with a smile.

"Why would I go to a Buddhist sect if I don't become a monk?" The old cultivator stared at him and said, "Don't tell me you haven't heard of the legends about a Buddhist sect?"

With that, the old cultivator sat back down. He was no longer in a hurry to find a map for Chu Mo. He looked at Chu Mo and said, "Those who enter that place rarely come out! I had a friend who wasn't used to the fighting and killing in the cultivation world. He said he wanted to go there to purify his soul. In the end … he didn't come back. He directly entered a Buddhist sect and became an ordinary disciple. A few years ago, we still had some contact. His realm didn't make any progress for hundreds of years and even regressed. I asked him why. Do you know what he said to me? "

The old cultivator looked at Chu Mo. "He said, 'Why do I need to improve my realm? I just need to improve my soul! '"

The old cultivator sighed. "My friend was a very talented cultivator. If he had been willing to cultivate hard, he would have already entered the Ascension Stage. He might even have had the chance to ascend to the Heavenly Realm! Now … he's completely wasted. He's not even as good as this old cripple! "

"Everyone has their own choices. Buddhist sects might not be as bad as you think, right?" Chu Mo said.

"It's not bad, it's just that the power of their scriptures is too strong." The old cultivator sighed. "Let me put it this way. You were originally a person with lofty ambitions and wanted to make a name for yourself in the cultivation world. But if you listen to their scriptures, you will most likely give up on that idea. This kind of thing is naturally nothing to ordinary people. Because their lives are very short. They want to be rich and have a good life in their next life. So it's actually beneficial for them to cultivate Buddhist scriptures. At the very least, it can guide people to do good. But for cultivators … an unshakable Dao Heart is the foundation! If this Dao Heart is shaken, then their cultivation path will be ruined! Although everyone has their own choices, this … is a bit of a pity. "

Chu Mo nodded. "I think a Dao Heart that can be easily shaken is not a true Dao Heart."

"You don't know the power of their scriptures." The old cultivator sighed and looked at Chu Mo with some pity. "You and I don't know each other, but I'll give you a piece of advice. If you can avoid that place, try not to go."

"I have a reason I must go." Chu Mo sighed.

People in the cultivation world seemed to have a deep prejudice and fear towards Buddhist sects. But none of them said that Buddhist sects were evil. This also meant that Buddhist sects had never committed any evil acts since ancient times.

For an ancient sect to be able to survive from ancient times to the present day and not commit any evil acts was actually a miracle in itself.

Therefore, Chu Mo didn't have any prejudice or fear towards Buddhist sects.

"If that's the case …" The old cultivator shook his head. "Then I won't say anymore. I'll help you find it."

With that, he stood up again and rummaged through his stall. After a while, he found a jade slip and threw it to Chu Mo. "See if it's this? Buddhist sects are tens of millions of miles away from here, in the far northwest. "

Chu Mo took the jade slip and looked at it with his divine sense. Then, he nodded and said to the old cultivator. "How much is it?"

"Forget it, it's free. I'll give it to you. But I have a favor to ask of you. " The old cultivator said to Chu Mo with a serious expression, "If you see my friend, please pass a message to him."

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