Drift along.

Airflow.

Grain.

These impurities and vulgar objects in the air fall into the eyes, but like a movie playback, they quickly reflect one figure after another.

The figure is constantly flickering.

Finally, it was fixed on an ordinary monk.

Like Zhou Fan, the old monk sat in a fixed seat.

Suddenly.

The old monk opened his eyes.

The golden Buddha light soared, instantly covering the entire room, and his eyes contained supreme Dharma, reflecting two magnificent Buddha statues.

At the same time, the chanting of Buddha music is like thunder.

Clang!!

The bell rang.

The two Buddha statues spoke, “All sentient beings are like Buddhas, all sentient beings are equal, with the other side in mind, and crossing the sea of suffering… Amitabha. ”

The last Buddha word fell.

The projection in front of Zhou Fan’s eyes disappeared in an instant, and he seemed to have enlightenment, and the Buddha light on his body shone.

“Ding! Congratulations on seeing the projection of Amitabha Buddha and automatically comprehending the Supreme Sutra of Amitabha Buddha. ”

He was completely immersed in the Supreme Dharma.

For the prompts in your mind, you don’t hear it.

With immersion.

The Buddha’s light shone, and in just a few dozen breaths, it suddenly soared, shrouding the entire Shaolin.

The abbot presided over and tens of thousands of Buddhist monks were shaken one after another.

Shaolin sensation.

All the monks looked up at the magnificent Buddha statue condensed by the light of the Buddha.

There was a sound of Buddha in my ears.

“Buddha comes, Dharma comes!!”

The abbot and the hosts of the temples cried out with excitement.

They did not expect to see the Buddha come again in this last time.

This is a sign that the Dharma is about to flourish.

Every monk was excited and burst into tears.

Inside the monastic room.

Zhou Fan opened his eyes, and the blooming Buddha light slowly disappeared.

The vision of Buddha light that shrouded the entire Shaolin also disappeared completely.

But the abbot presided over tens of thousands of Buddhas who still knelt down to worship.

All this.

Zhou Fan didn’t know.

He looked at the reincarnation mark.

[Name: Zhou Fan].

[Realm: Foundation Building (Perfection)].

[Attribute: Miscellaneous].

[Law: The artistic conception of all things – 42 layers of water, 30 layers of fire, 22 layers of wood, 18 layers of earth…].

[Treasure: None].

[Middle-grade Talent Exercises: Heavenly Soul Technique Level 1].

[Exercises: Observing the Supreme Sutra of Amitabha Buddha, the Fifth Stage of the Ancestor’s Long Fist, and the Foundation Building of the Inner Law of Tai Shang Induction].

[Reincarnation points: 780,000].

The Talent Technique is elevated to the mid-grade level.

The soul is completely transformed.

Now he.

It can be said that if you practice a technique casually, you can fully comprehend it in a short time.

Before.

He can’t sense it yet.

But nowadays.

He understood that the limit of this small world was to build a complete foundation and could not be improved again.

No matter how sensitive his soul sense is, even if he realizes the Golden Pill Chapter of the Tai Shang Sensing Internal Law, there is no way to upgrade to the Golden Pill Realm.

This is the limit of heaven and earth.

The shackles of rules.

“It’s time to leave!”

He murmured and slowly stood up.

The points of understanding accumulate to the limit, and there is no point in staying any longer.

Wow.

The door opens automatically.

He stepped out, and the person had already left Shaolin.

A few days later.

A sweeping monk in Shaolin had just entered the monk’s room where Zhou Fan was staying, and a burst of Buddhist music was chanting.

The sweeping monk’s eyes saw the Buddha’s light converge.

A stream of mysterious Phrysy spread out with thunder.

The abbot shook again.

They rushed to the monastic room and knelt down to worship.

They finally found the source of the Buddha’s light – a child prodigy who had not stepped out of the monastic house for decades.

One by one, they came back to their senses, regretted not falling, and hurriedly looked for the prodigy, but they could no longer find it.

……

At this time, Zhou Fan had returned to his hometown.

Although his father is sixty years old, thanks to the longevity treasure he purchased from the reincarnation mall, he is still walking like a fly.

The mother is as gentle as forty, and she can’t see the old age.

His wife was virtuous and reasonable, and although she had not seen her for twenty years, she did not complain.

When the family saw Zhou Fan, their joy overflowed.

The children are even grown up, and the grandchildren are babbling, just like Zhou Fan back then.

It’s fun and lively.

When Teacher Da Ru heard that Zhou Fan had returned, he rushed to the Zhou Fan family in his old age, and although he sighed at Zhou Fan’s resignation, he still cared about blame and was proud of him.

Years passed.

Teacher Da Ru passed away at the age of eighty-six.

As his most proud disciple, Zhou Fan guarded his soul.

Everyone in Shilin also paid their respects one after another, regretting it.

His Majesty, who had been newly enthroned by the imperial dynasty for less than five years, personally sent people to come to comfort him, expressing the importance of the imperial dynasty, and at the same time revealed that he invited Zhou Fan to come out of the mountain to become an official again.

But Zhou Fan declined.

Now his mind is naturally not on being an official.

The vigil is complete.

He began to wander around the world to build a foundation perfection realm and powerful soul induction, and all the resource treasures of this small world could not escape his eyes.

In just two years, he searched for resources worth half a million reincarnation points.

These resources are equivalent to the five enlightened golden rays.

Forty-seven years of the advent of the Small World.

A day in May.

Zhou Fan came to the Wasteland Snow Mountain.

Here, he sensed a rare iceberg snow lotus.

Its value is estimated at 100,000 reincarnation points.

Moreover, Snow Lotus was of great help to the Ice Attribute Cultivation Perception Artistic Conception.

Rumble!!

However, as soon as he reached the top of the snowy mountain, he felt a violent aura surge.

Take a look.

It turned out to be Ji Ruxue, Wang Jun, and the white-clothed blood sword youth, competing with each other for the ownership of the iceberg snow lotus, it seemed that they had been plotting for this resource for a long time, and they were all prepared.

But.

The white-clothed blood sword youth was strong, and Wang Jun and Ji Ruxue could only join forces to resist.

Zhou Fan did not deliberately hide his aura, and with his strength, there was no need to hide.

Brush.

His appearance immediately attracted the attention of Ji Ruxue and others.

The three stopped.

Qi Qi looked at Zhou Fan.

Being able to find the top of the snowy mountain already shows the strength.

Wang Jun’s face changed slightly.

Over the years, he knew that Zhou Fan stayed in Shaolin.

But that’s the land of Buddha.

If he makes a move, he will definitely lead the imperial dynasty.

Under all kinds of considerations, he temporarily suppressed the idea of plundering the treasures on Zhou Fan’s body and concentrated on cultivation.

I never thought that this Zhou Fan had actually found the top of the snowy mountain.

“The strength of Baiyi is too strong, the three of us want to get Xuelian, we must join forces, back then in the imperial dynasty, it was wrong for me, when Baiyi is solved, I will make amends to you!”

Wang Jun’s mind turned and shouted.

Of course, he couldn’t really make amends to Zhou Fan, and the reason why he said this was completely expedient.

After all, the biggest threat to him at the moment was this young man in white.

When solving the problem of the young man in white, Ji Ruxue and Zhou Fan were all in his pocket.

However, at this time, a faint voice sounded.

“Snow lotus – I want it.”



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