Legend of the Mythological Genes

“Don’t break it?”

Feng Lin couldn’t help but think about it when he heard the answer from Bodhi’s founder.

As if I understood something, I didn’t understand anything.

Idealism and materialism are the two poles of philosophy.

But compared to the idealistic metaphorism, matter builds everything in the universe, from small particles to stars, and materialism is undoubtedly more real.

So when the universe changes, can the illusory and ideological power really reverse everything and reverse the universe?

Even if she awakened the spiritual system and strengthened it to a very high realm, Feng Lin couldn’t be convinced of this.

He couldn’t help but ask again, “I also ask the ancestors to show clearly! How old is the cultivator?”

The Bodhi ancestors faintly laughed and sat high on the altar as if they saw everything in the world, and the wind was light and dark, and everything was under control.

“Is it!” He opened his mouth, sounding like a bell, washing people’s hearts, echoing between heaven and earth. “I don’t know how big or small the world is. The outside world is flowing, the sky is moving, the sky is clear, everything is big, and the world is raised.” Spirit, the only thing is one. When the age is aging, everything is difficult to save. But there is no way for heaven. Life is the spirit of heaven and earth, born and spiritual, there is a small world, and the heart is power. The way of cultivator is to draw The origin of the materialism of the Great Heaven and Earth, the growth of its own small universe, the replenishment of the soul, and finally the spiritual manifestation of the Holy Spirit, the unique universe. The world is old, and I am not old. The universe is ruin, and I am immortal… This is the way to the other side!”

The ancestors came to know the mystery of the heavens and the earth, the cultivator, and the soul. One after another, unconsciously all around the cultivators have been fascinated and unable to extricate themselves.

Feng Lin fell into deep meditation.

The Bodhi ancestors said that it is Supreme Great Dao, deep and mysterious, but how to do it?

See the Bodhi ancestor sitting high on the altar, behind the clouds, showing a lot of wonders, self-owned and immortal infinite mystery.

In the middle of the big world, the place where he stands is like a world in his own right, seemingly in front of him, but far away in the sky!

Wonderful, wonderful!

Isn’t this the great Dao mystery that the ancestors said before?

Seeing the personal performance, Feng Lin blessed the soul and deeply fell to the ground. He really wanted to say: “Call the ancestors to pass the Fa!”

“Bold! I dare to rush to the ancestors!”

“Not a good man, drive him out of Flower Fruit Mountain!”

“Give me down!”

……

Other cultivator sees is both shocked and angry, where is there a little bit of calm before?

They dare not ask the ancestors themselves, and secretly hate the stone monkeys what they have and abilities, dare to ask such a dream!

Feng Lin did not pay attention to the reaction of these people, but a pair of eyes staring straight at the Bodhi ancestors, as a firm expression, such as the millennium stone is difficult to shake.

This is his only way to solve the disaster of the universe!

Even if he was trapped in this mythical fantasy for countless years, he would have to get an answer, and no one could change his mind.

These people have a little bit of speech, and they have nothing to lose. What do they count?

All around people blame not only, but the Bodhi ancestors were plain, not horrified, did not agree but did not refuse, just smirked and asked.

“Wukong, you know that the law does not pass six ears. Great Dao can’t be passed down! If you want to pass the Fa, can you know what?”

The ancestors added a tone to the word “six ears”. The seemingly faint words were like the golden bells of Da Lu echoing in the ear.

A pair of clear-light scorpions passed through all kinds of wonders, as if they had seen through all illusions.

Feng Lin’s body suddenly became tight, only to feel that under his eyes, his whole body was seen through, no secrets at all.

Even he thinks that the Bodhi ancestor is not the body of the stone monkey, but the soul of Feng Lin.

One person and two ears, is the sixth ear said to be himself?

Bodhi ancestors saw through thousands of years and saw me?

How can this be?

Is this the sage of the saint?

……

Feng Lin was ashamed in his heart, only horrified, but no name.

I can’t tell, the road is unknown, I can’t guess it… God knows it.

With his current limited cultivation base, it is impossible to imagine what the realm of the saint is. He only feels that the universe has been vicissitudes for thousands of years, and all changes are under the control of the saints.

Even if he is hidden in the body of the stone monkey, he can’t stop the peeping of Bodhi’s ancestors.

The eyes seemed to have penetrated everything. For a time, Feng Lin didn’t know how to answer it. He just fell down deeply and said again: “Please ask the ancestors to guide you!”

The Bodhi ancestor shook his head and sighed: “I don’t know how to be strong, but you don’t know how to seek law, such as the flowers in the mirror, moon reflected in the water, it’s hard to be long!”

Feng Lin is not shaking, and then worships: “Zu Shi, I am thinking of this, I would rather take it straight, no longer ask for it!”

This statement has already shown determination.

“Not dead!”

“Bold, the ancestors have refused, do you dare to offend?”

“Zu Shi, drive him out of the square inch!”

……

The shemale is not standing.

As a monkey demon, the stone monkey has suffered a lot of rejection in a group of human cultivators. Now that he is so ignorant, many cultivators are accused of not stopping.

Feng Lin is unmoved and regards these people as nothing.

At this time, the Bodhi ancestors also seemed to be angered by Feng Lin repeatedly. Only the depth of his eyes was deep and deep, and he suddenly sighed. “Wukong, you don’t respect the teacher, you are not coming!”

“This is offensive to the founder, to be bad luck!”

“Come out of the square inch, maybe!”

“Fanginch Mountain is a cultivation holy land. When can a wild monkey come in?”

……

A taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune.

Feng Lin is took a deep breath, controlling the body of the stone monkey to go forward and worship it.

“Pool monkeys, let you not respect the teacher!” At this time Bodhi’s ancestors took the ruler and slammed on his forehead.

It seems that the wind is light and the light is slamming, but it seems that there is a lightning explosion, and it is lost in happiness.

Feng Lin maps Hao Hao rays of light in the scorpion, a vast voice echoes in the world of the mind, everywhere, looming six characters, “Bodhi infinite heart.”

There is also a saint saying that it is above the heavens, infinitely vast and vast.

“Realism can’t, idealism is power! The law is empty, not born, not clean, not clean, no increase or decrease. It is colorless in the air, no thoughts, no eyes, no eyes, no color, no color The scent touches the law, there is no vision or even unconsciousness. There is no ignorance or no ignorance, no old death, no old death, no pain, no wisdom, no wisdom, no gain, no evidence. Everything is fine. If the heart doesn’t move, the sky doesn’t move, prove me Bodhi!…”

The infinite universe of mysteries is filled into the brain, and the mystery of the mind is no longer hidden.

Powerful way to pass the Fa, 醍醐 顶 top!

Feng Lin is immersed in the endless mystery, and he has an endless mystery in an instant, but he seems to know nothing.

Only speak, can’t be said!

“This can be a disaster for you, go!”

Drink lightly.

The next moment seems to have a breeze, Feng Lin feels that he has been pushed abruptly, the soul is infinitely light and spirited, out of the body of the stone monkey, riding on the wind, flying up into the universe.

The illusion began to burst, waiting for him to look down.

I saw that the silhouette of the fairy wind bones still sat on top of the cloud, smiling at myself, slightly nodded.

Before he even thought about it, Feng Lin had returned to the gods and was wearing a mecha-suit in the starry sky.

The catastrophe of the universe is like an endless shadow that spreads over all the interstellar humans, and no one escapes and struggles.

Feng Lin is blessed with the soul, sitting on the void, chanting the mysterious, and the voice is not big, but it has spread all over the universe in an instant, and the whole body shines brightly, breaking all evil obstacles.

“Realism can’t, idealism is power! The law is empty, it doesn’t kill, it’s not clean, it doesn’t increase or decrease…”