Chapter 1079: Pick up

Ye Fan's golden thoughts are like a sword ... The sky was cut open ... This is a field that belongs to the spirit and the mind, is an illusory world.

The majestic voice disappeared, and the world was clear a lot. The Sifang Luohan were all surprised and all looked forward.

Ye Fan didn't stay. The gold body Luohan he saw was branded thousands or tens of thousands of years ago. It was not a clear consciousness, and it was difficult to have deep communication.

This is like a ruined world. Some big Buddhas have unbelieving monks in front of their marks, but the more vast area is desolate.

Of course, not every place is unobstructed.

Some ancient temples and sacred temples are shining brightly, illuminating the whole universe, breaking through the sky, and standing on the most majestic mountain. This kind of very difficult place to enter, has the true damage of the true Buddha.

In some forbidden places, Ye Fandu can only walk around.

The sound of Buddha is like a holy mountain of thunder, the grand temple is magnificent, and the Buddha is magnificent. He clearly saw several ancient Buddhas, just like sitting in front of the ancients, preaching across time and space.

"The Confucianism is really unpredictable. The former sage created a spiritual field. After the decapitating, the people who entered the in-depth set will have the opportunity to enter. Here, they will enlighten the Dao in order to prove the Buddha's position in the future."

According to rumors, this spiritual field is based on the infinite power of Mount Xumishan, radiating out.

In Lantuo Temple, the belief power of this place is much worse than that of Mount Xumi, which cannot be compared.

If it is in Mount Xumi, you may enter a strange field world, and even more wonderful things will happen.

Because there is a place in Xumi Mountain, the spiritual field is substantive, and it can allow the real body to go, just like God Realm.

Now ... in the Lantuo Temple, what I see and feel is not clear, and many places are ambiguous, and they are not the same.

Bypassing the ancient battlefield of a large area, walking through the endless earth, Ye Fan found nothing ... I didn't see An Miaoyi's figure at all, I don't know where she wandered.

When you are in the depths of this field, there are golden lotus everywhere.

"this is……"

He finally realized that he saw a small stone temple, sitting on the shore of a Linghu Lake. The golden lake water was like melted gold ... This is pure spiritual energy, and it is one of the origins of this strange land.

There are traces left by An Miaoyi. A piece of lying cow-shaped bluestone is engraved with her mark.

"Eight Extinct Scriptures?" Ye Fan murmured to himself, frowning. This is a scripture to break red dust. He was born cleanly. Although he never read it, he heard it.

It is said in the scriptures that if all beings read more, they often respect the Eight Destruction Bodhisattvas ... and then they have to be sentimental.

Ye Fan moved forward, and soon saw another ancient temple with traces of An Miaoyi. He once cultivated the god's dharma dharma body here ... to read the delusion is also a concept of reincarnation.

Daqian world, red dust is false, not clean and dirty ... often looking at Sendai, bright and clean like glazed glass ... it dissolves all kinds of thoughts of the human heart, and has a "bone-like view".

This is the way to get rid of the dust and get out of the world, cut off the red dust, and advance to the realm of desirelessness and surpass the world.

Ye Fan worries that after such a practice, it is really far away from everything in the world and jumped out, but can it succeed?

The only person who can really do this step is only the fairy in nine days. How could a person get to this step, it is too detached.

Whether the afterlife of Buddhism is right or wrong, he does not know, if he did so, how could this life be like nothing and nothing.

"Well ...".

Ye Fan pursued her trail, calling out loudly, but unable to see it, even passing through the Bodhi land, and rushing into the ancient Buddha Nirvana Valley, completely losing her trace.

Ye Fan recites his sutra, calls her spiritual thoughts, wants to make a spiritual connection with her, and ferries her back.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of the waves, and walked across an ancient ruin, the cliff in front of him was blocking, and the sea of ​​silver was skyrocketing.

A stone vein stretched across, blocking the mysterious silver sea, he saw a beautiful shadow in a trance, his coat fluttered, and jumped in.

"In the past!"

Ye Fan hurriedly rushed in. There were three big characters on the cliff, and the name of the silver ocean was written clearly.

"Obviously, it should be the mark left a long time ago. She jumped from here and J, ...".

Ye Fan said to himself, but wanted to go to sea, but felt a great crisis, which was incompatible with his Doug.

"I don't believe in the past, I don't cultivate the afterlife, I just believe that this world is invincible and I can go on forever. This sea is called" past ". I have no way to enter and rush with me. "

He stood on the cliff, frowning, and then suddenly shouted, striding forward, said: "I firmly believe in his own way, what is past the sea, everything is illusory, sweeping this life invincible, will fight all the way, then There is an immortal road at my feet. "

Ye Fan went into the sea in search of safety and security, regardless of danger, and punched out, and the sky collapsed. The silver sea of ​​gods was steamed out of an area, which could not stop him.

Within ten feet, nothing can get close, and the Buddha's light is still intact. The golden lotus is magnificent, and there are so many traces that it is difficult to break its way.

"Boom!"

The big silver waves, the golden lotus rooted in the void, almost drowned him, but he shook the sky with golden light, sweeping all the obstacles.

"Xian Lu is in front of me. I climbed by myself. The Buddha walked by the Buddha. I walked by myself, and I didn't need others to cross." He made a sound of heaven, disturbing all kinds of road marks, moving forward without changing the path.

He firmly believes that as long as invincibility can be broken, dominate everything by himself, not relying on the emptiness of the future, let alone wandering in the past.

"Give me!"

Ye Fan's whole body overflowed with golden light ... as a round of my sun shining on me, illuminating the way forward, raising my hand and raising my foot, waving at will, the silver sea that hit was broken, and the stone broke the sky.

He was searching in this silver sea of ​​gods, and he was frustrated, and some shocked golden bodies of Luohan looked up and felt surprised.

"Who is this person, and dare to do so, instead of purifying himself with the past, but smashing everything ..."

Ye Fan rushed into the depths and searched in vain. After all, it was fruitless. Without seeing a glimmer of hope, he did not know where An Miao Yi jumped.

In the end, he opened up a way to break the silver past sea and crossed out.

Standing on the cliff, he hasn't spoken for a long time. Everyone has their own different way ... If he wants to call An Miaoyi to appear, he can't change the way of An Miaoyi and send her.

With a long sigh, Ye Fan stayed in this spiritual field long enough to withdraw.

In Lantuo Temple ... The powerful majesty was turbulent, and his soul returned to the shell, and his vitality was restored, which surprised some old monks.

An outsider really entered the Bodhisattva world and then calmly withdrew, which is not common in ancient times.

"The donor, who has a relationship with my Buddha, may wish to enter my Lantuo Temple ... If so, it will prove an ancient Buddha in the future, even if he becomes a Buddha." Ku Ci said.

Ye Fan was speechless. It was impossible for the people of Lantu Temple to send him into the Buddha Gate. How could he agree?

"Master ... Did Miao Yike wake up?"

Inside the nine-story stone tower, the breath of the beautiful figure became weaker and weaker, and the wick fire that was as big as a bean grain was going to be extinguished. The people, the lamp and the stone Buddha were extremely dim.

As if a gust of wind blew past, everything would come to an end.

"Miao Yi ... wake up." Ye Fan called, which made people worry ... it hasn't been awake since he was closed. This may be that the **** will be destroyed, leaving the body and red dust.

"This ... is really dangerous ... This is how the saints and ancient buddhas of all dynasties sat down." Ku Xi frowned.

An Miao relied on death, and the gods entered the Bodhisattva world. I did n’t know what happened, and it was hard to wake up.

"Miao er ... wake up!" Ye Fan recites the scriptures ... want to spend her return, the potential of awakening ... using the flesh as a magic weapon, returning to the soul.

However, half a month later, An Miaoyi's body was a bit stunned. The Divine Rose and the flesh shell were separated for too long, and the vitality returned to silence.

This is not to say that the physical body is going to die, but that it is too dangerous. The physical potential all believes that the Yuanshen is dry and cannot be returned, and has been self-protected.

The human body is a treasure, the **** is dead, the body can still exist for a long time, at this time it seems to be reflected.

"Smell the death pass, do you really want to sit here?" Ye Fan's words trembled and clenched his fists, and he wanted to re-enter the Bodhisattva world.

However, the result was disappointing. He went in and out of seven, and there was no result.

"Miao Yi, don't you die ..." Ye Fan felt anxious in his heart and his emotions fluctuated violently. Wouldn't he say goodbye to the fourteen years ago?

"Soul, come back!" He sat inside the stone tower and called with his heart, trying to guide a lost soul back.

Bitterly chanting the Buddha's number, the scriptures continue, it is already obvious at this time, like the saints in the past, the tranquility has settled down, and it is difficult to return.

"Why is this so?" Ye Fan mourned.

He stood up and entered the Bodhisattva world for the eighth time. This time he moved forward bravely and opened the way all the way. Even the marks left by many Buddhas were broken into by him.

Many magnificent sacred temples were stopped by him, looking up at the sky and looking for the beautiful woman.

In another vague world, full of Buddha's light, but his glory also illuminates the whole world, like a **** standing, looking down on the ten directions, shouting loudly, calling for An Miaoyi.

He is like the largest ancient Buddha, roaring in heaven and earth, blooming invincible brilliance, illuminating all directions.

Eventually, once again exhausted, Ye Fan was almost desperate. Even if he was invincible, he could not change everything.

Forty-nine days passed, and the bitter and merciful monk judged that he was sitting peacefully without any hope.

A group of old monks chanting verses and surpassing her bliss, they all know that no miracle can happen, and they can't go against the sky.

Ye Fan went into the Bodhisattva world for the ninth time. This time he nearly collapsed into it.

"Miao er ..." Ye Fan called, holding the cold body, and walked out of the pagoda, full of sorrow.

"She has officially sat down, you see a Buddha flower flying out of her head, proving that the soul fire is extinguished." Ku Ci said.

A piece of fragrant fragrance permeated ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A large piece of flower rain fell from the void, spilled over the stone tower, An Miaoyi's body completely cooled down, and the green lamp went out.

"How could this happen?" Ye Fan lost his soul and touched the cheek, feeling no warmth, and tears could not help sliding down.

The petals in the void fell, the last light extinguished, the fragrance spread out, and the expression calmly and quietly seemed to be like a deep sleep.

"Miao er ... wake up." Ye Fan wept.

Bitterness took those old monks out, there was no way out, and even the roses had disappeared, how could they wake up?

The stone tower is quiet, Ye Fan sits alone with the cold body, what is the act of cultivation, but in the end it is so life and death, what is the point of it.

"Miao er ... wake up." He called again and again, tears kept falling.

I didn't know how long, a weak voice sounded, said: "You cried ..."

The cold body like a jade sculpture moved a little, and on this peerless face, a pair of eyes opened hard.