Recently, all the living beings of the West Ocean had arrived at Bright Sparrow Mountain. This mountain was an unremarkable island in the West Sea. It was because a person had recently come to the West Sea. This Daoist was dressed in a light black robe and walked barefoot on the ground. He preached to everyone he met, and everyone who heard it had gained enlightenment. His reputation in the West Sea had soared. After that, the Daoist settled down on Bright Sparrow Mountain and set up a Taoist temple. He would preach once every ten years. Although he didn't know who this person was, his strength was unfathomable and his preaching was simple and easy to understand. That was why everyone called him teacher. Today, there were groups of Dao Seekers waiting to open the mountain outside Bright Sparrow Mountain. There were demons, monsters, and many spiritual creatures. The surroundings were surrounded by a sea of people. They had all come because of their reputation. Many of them hadn't left after listening to the sermon last time. Instead, they had taken root outside the mountain, waiting for the altar to open again. Perhaps sensing everyone's anxiety, the array gate outside the island suddenly opened. Everyone had happy expressions on their faces as they filed in. After entering the mountain gate, there was a small open space for people to sit cross-legged. In front of the open space was a tall stone platform. On the platform was a praying mat. There was no one in the sky. After all the living beings took their seats, they remained silent, showing their respect for their teacher. After a while, a shadow appeared on the stone platform in the silent sky. Everyone stood up. They shouted at the man sitting cross-legged on the praying mat,"Welcome, Teacher's avatar!" His master had an indifferent expression, and his body seemed to be surrounded by clouds and mist. Specks of light enveloped his true body. It was Mo Nan. It had been decades since he left Donghai. The purpose of Mo Nan's trip was to preach overseas, educate his believers, and plan his overseas forces. From now on, all the calamities of the Primordial World would occur in the Primordial World, and there would be very few overseas calamities. There were no capable people occupying the Four Seas, but one should not underestimate the water of Wang Yang because of this. There were still many loose immortals and living beings living here. When they gathered together, they would be a strong force. Therefore, he wanted to make these people respect or believe in him, so as to lay the foundation for his future plans.
In the past decades, the subordinates led by the Eastern Emperor and Emperor Jun had begun to wantonly recruit their clansmen in Untainted Land. The Demon Sages and Demon Kings had all become their subordinates and had become the main characters in Untainted Land at this time. Only the remaining ones were to be recruited, such as the Kunpeng Patriarch in the Northern Dark Pantheon of Demons at the top of the North Sea, or the Demon Tribe far away in the sea. However, these were only a few. Their main goal was still the Wilderness, so they did not spread overseas. During this period, Mo Nan also felt the obvious changes in the demon race. Now, the cowardly little demons swaggered around in the world, as if they had become arrogant in an instant. They would also act arrogantly when they met the powerful ones, not putting the other party in their eyes at all. If they dared to attack, they would say the name of East Emperor Taiyi, which had vaguely become a golden signboard. On the other side, the Sorcerer Tribe led by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery was also spreading rapidly, almost to the ends of the world.
Monan opened his eyes indifferently and glanced at the millions of creatures who were listening attentively. He said,""This will be my last sermon, so you all must use your heart to comprehend it.”After several decades of traveling, he had already explored the entire West Ocean and influenced countless living beings. It was time to call it a day. When everyone heard that he was about to leave, they were extremely reluctant. This was because many of them had only successfully transformed or advanced their realms after listening to Mo Nan's sermon. They already regarded him as their true master. Everyone from Monan Temple was filled with sadness. They shouted,""You have distracting thoughts and are indecisive. How can you become a Great Dao!”Everyone was woken up by his sharp warning, and their faces were filled with shame. Immediately, Mo Nan began to preach again. For a moment, the wonderful sound of Bright Sparrow Mountain entered his ears, and a stream of light appeared. It was a wonderful sight. This time, he had been lecturing on the Great Dao for a hundred days. Seeing that everyone was still immersed in their comprehension and could not extricate themselves, Mo Nan sighed softly."The turbid green lotus, Pangu opened the sky and earth. The Great Way is ruthless and fruitless, and it is difficult to distinguish it in the ant trap.”With that, his figure gradually faded away and disappeared from sight. After a long time, the living being who had regained consciousness bowed to the throne left behind by Mo Nan.""Disciple respectfully sends off teacher!" Later, Bright Sparrow Mountain was regarded as the holy land of the West Ocean. It was a place where Taoist disciples could gain enlightenment and communicate with the truth of heaven and earth. The prayer mat left behind by Mo Nan was worshipped as a sacred object. Mo Nan was also known as Master Bright Sparrow. He was like a saint in the West Ocean and had been passed down for thousands of years.
A few months later, Mo Nan appeared in the sky above the South Sea and once again began his grand plan to reform the living beings overseas. Mo Nan sang as he walked. He sang loudly, and his voice covered the entire sea. Those who heard it were still puzzled at first, but after listening for a moment, it was as if they had obtained a treasure. Because the song contained a mysterious Dao fruit, they immediately rushed towards the source of the sound. Sensing the countless presences rushing toward him, Mo Nan smiled and landed on an island. He sat cross-legged and sang at an unhurried pace. A few days later, hundreds of thousands of Dao Seekers suddenly appeared on the deserted island, and the number continued to increase. Everyone sat on the ground and listened to the Daoist preach. In the blink of an eye, decades had passed. Mo Nan glanced at the living beings and said,""My fate with the South Sea has come to an end. I'll leave now. Cultivate well and hope that one day you can achieve the Great Dao.”When everyone heard this, they were instantly shocked. The few people with good cultivation sitting at the front immediately knelt on the ground and said,"We are willing to follow in Teacher's footsteps.”Someone took the lead, and nearly a million Daoist disciples shouted,"We are willing to follow in Teacher's footsteps!" For a moment, the sound shook the sky. Mo Nan waved his hand and said lightly," I don't have any fate with you as master and disciple. If you listen to me, you can go to Loulan Island in the East China Sea every thousand years. At that time, I will open another training hall to welcome you!"”With that, he slowly disappeared into the void under everyone's regretful gazes. After a long time, the dejected crowd recalled their teacher's words and suddenly came to a realization. Loulan Island in the East China Sea? Then, countless people returned to their nests, planning to fly to the East Sea to settle down. As for Mo Nan's reputation, it had spread unwittingly across the sea as countless believers spread the word. He was addressed as Teacher by all living beings overseas. Due to his erratic whereabouts and unfathomable strength, he attracted countless living beings to the East Sea to seek Dao. For a time, he was equivalent to a supreme existence overseas. If anyone dared to disrespect him, they would be instantly killed by their believers.
In addition, Mo Nan was not in a hurry to return to Donghai. Instead, he strolled around leisurely. Now that the chess pieces overseas had been set up, the next step was to look at the Great Wilderness. Mo Nan sang and walked leisurely along the way. It was as if all his troubles had disappeared with the breeze. Suddenly, Mo Nan felt the spirit treasure oil lamp that he had confined in his sea of consciousness tremble violently. He quickly released it, but the oil lamp shone brightly."Is Dipamkara nearby?" Then, he flew away in the direction the light pointed. Not long after, he saw a person flying towards him. After the two of them saw each other, they stopped in the air. Mo Nan sneered and waved the spirit treasure oil lamp in his hand, which was trembling non-stop, at the other party several times. Shortly after, Dipamkara who was a thousand meters away shouted,""Little thief! Give me back my treasure!"
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