Chapter 422: Nirvana **

This is a yellowish ancient scroll. It can't tell what kind of material it is, like animal skin, or ancient cloth. At first glance, it is an ancient antiquity. (Reading novels)

There are two words on the open book: Nirvana!

Ye Fan's heart suddenly jumped, these two words have an unusual meaning in Buddhism, it is a process of becoming a Buddha.

"This is the Nirvana of Buddhism?" He shook his heart.

"It's just an important point in the car scripture, which is specially used for healing.

In the past, I had a desire for a lord to die, and to get this scroll, not only the wounds were recovered, but also a new metamorphosis. "An Miaoyi replied.

There are many ancient characters on the yellowed scrolls, densely packed, about hundreds of words, explaining the mysteries of life and death, explaining the mysteries of regeneration, it is very difficult, it is difficult for people to understand.

Ye Fan meditation, still motionless, conscientiously figured out, carefully understand.

Although it is called Nirvana, it is said to be renewable, but it is just a kind of comparison. Who can truly be immortal in this world? Even the ancient emperor could not escape.

The essence of the Nirvana is that it can change the state of life and obtain the power of an alternative new life, rather than a real rebirth.

Although the practice of this scripture can't live forever, it has the power of increasing life and delaying the decline of decay. This essence is the supreme healing magic and has incredible magical effects.

In the moment of enlightenment, Ye Fan's body suddenly bloomed with splendor, golden blood surging, rushing out of the flesh and lingering outside, making him look like a god.

"With no ignorance, the heart has no effect; with no cause, the state is destroyed; with all causes, all the hearts are known, and the name is Nirvana ..."

"Nirvana" is the supreme power of Xi Mo and can be discussed with several ancient scriptures of Dong Huang. The sound of Zen singing sounded melodiously in the palace, and it was extremely mysterious. There was a mysterious Qi machine circulating.

This is a treasure in the ancient scriptures. It is a magic technique of supreme healing. It has a mysterious and profound mystery, and it is mysterious and mysterious.

Ye Fan itself is a sacred body, and then healed with nirvana, and suddenly appeared a variety of visions, accompanied by chaotic green lotus, immortal king possessed, mountains and rivers, and Yin and Yang life and death maps around.

The immortal golden body is dazzling, with both the dignity of the gods and the unique divine power of the holy body, as if sitting on the heavens for nine days, overlooking the world.

An Miao's eyes were full of beauty, she did not expect that Ye Fan was not only unparalleled in flesh, but also highly savvy. She had such enlightenment as soon as she got the holy art in the ancient scriptures.

"Due to various reasons, in the cycle of life and death, not subject to various causes, it is called Nirvana. Nirvana is indistinguishable from the world, there is no difference between the world and Nirvana ..."

Ye Fan was silent, the golden blood was more powerful, and he was drowned, drowning him. He bloomed divinely throughout the body, and the immortal golden body was almost transparent like a colorful glaze, clean and clean.

He is struggling to repair the origin of life, and wants to make the rift of that avenue disappear, so that he has no time to protect the immortal body forever.

"boom"

Ye Fan's body was shocked and his blood was surging. He almost turned the whole palace into powder. If the Throne of the Immortals wasn't peaceful, it would have already been laid, and everything was destroyed.

This is the flesh of the Eucharist, which is unbelievably powerful, and with a slight burst of thunder, it is unbearable.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and the first repair of the source of life failed, even if it was the supreme healing magic in the ancient Scriptures, it was difficult to heal the scars left by the Avenue.

An Miao is like a waterfall with hair, her skin wins snow, and she is radiant and smooth. She is like a fairy, standing beside Ye Fan, saying: "Continue to come again!"

Ye Fan stood still, sitting in the dusty ancient heaven, dormant, looking forward to coming out of the dragon.

His body became more and more compelling, and even Miaoyi had to retreat. The kind of golden blood circling the body, he was as terrifying as an eternal furnace, making people unable to get close.

A subtle and mysterious Zen sing comes out of his body, that is, his "dead me" and "Dao me" are chanting, praying for this life in order to seek eternal life.

"boom"

Ye Fan was shocked again, the bright red blood with a touch of gold, overflowing from the corner of his mouth, even though it was a Eucharist, he wavered.

The second time it failed again. The scars left by Dadao showed no signs of healing at all, making him shake for a while, and the immortal golden body was a bit dim.

Ye Fan opened his eyes and sighed. The magic was endless, but he couldn't fight Dadao's wounds after all, making him feel powerless.

"Don't give up. If you can't do it once, just two, three or four times, there will always be some results." An Miaoyi was very unwilling.

Ye Fan shook his head and said: "It's too difficult. This is to consume nirvana to achieve nirvana. If this continues, if it can't be effective, I can't spend it even as a holy body."

If you are a normal person, you need to cultivate a holy spell to heal. You can't do it anymore. He is a holy body, and he is unparalleled in flesh. Once or twice, it is nothing.

"How can it be like this ... Sakyamuni's disciples once said that the Nirvana ancient scripture is the highest healing sacred art of Ximo, although this is only an important point, it is almost the ultimate in the world, and any wound can be cured. Correct."

"Who is he, Sakyamuni's disciple?" Ye Fan wanted to know very much, and wanted to know everything that had come.

"I don't know who he is." Peerless Allure shook his head.

The Miaoyu Temple, originally a sect in Ximo, inherited the Buddhism of Buddhism, and later split and came east, and obtained the Taoist double cultivation method, which was renamed Miaoyu Temple.

A thousand years ago, Sakyamuni ’s disciples returned from the sea, and they were on the way to the wilderness. When they met the master of the Miaoyu Temple, they were inextricably linked to each other. .

"Do you know the past of Shakyamuni?" Ye Fan asked.

"I only know that it is a taboo of Buddhism, and I don't know its details." An Miaoyi shook her head.

"The injuries of the avenue cannot be cured one by one," Ye Fan stood up.

An Miao Pavilion is beautiful, the moonlight is falling in, and she is set against the empty and peerless, beautiful black hair, smart eyes, ice muscle jade bones, curvy curves, moving body, like the most perfect masterpiece of heaven.

"The Nirvana Sutra plus my supreme practice of the Mysterious Temple, the last attempt, if you can't survive the throne of the Divine Seal, you can really be sorry for me, little man." She walked lightly, her slim jade hand extended , Holding Ye Fan's cheek, with a beautiful smile, said: "It has always been someone else who has fulfilled Miaoyu's disciples. Today I may be the first one to make an exception, and you will come back to life."

In the palace, An Miaoyi's boat-like crystals are as transparent as jade under the hazy moonlight, perfect and flawless, with a faint radiance flashing on and off her body, her hair scattered and beautiful

This has nothing to do with Fengyue. It is just a way to save people. Ye Fan has always held a negative attitude towards the double cultivation technique.

"Little man, take your heart!" In the red jade bed of Bai Yu's bed, An Miu's body shone brightly, and she tapped Ye Fan's forehead to make him meditate.

In the face of such a beautiful and beautiful beauty, all normal men cannot be calm, and Ye Fan cannot be as fast as an old monk.

An Miaoyi's whole fairy body is as white as ivory, as colorful as a beautiful snake, with curvy curves and no flaws.

It didn't take long for the sound of Zen singing recorded in the Nirvana ancient scriptures to be sacred and peaceful in the palace. At the same time, Ye Fan covered An Miaoyi and the two cultivation methods worked.

Bright moonlit night, time passes like water, and tranquility in the city of God.

Miaoyu Temple, this palace was blocked, so as to avoid the spread of Daotianyin and a hazy light.

An Miaoyi is the first descendant, her maidens are not weak, and she is the most beautiful in the world. There is no competitor in the Miaoyu Temple. What she wants, the younger generation no one dares to violate.

Although some guessed something, no one dared to approach and disturb, let alone say much.

In the middle of the night, Gong Quezhong was in harmony and tranquility, Ye Fan did not speak, and the Nirvana Sutra and Shuangxiu Divine Art could not heal the scars left by the avenue and failed to change anything.

He wrapped An Miaoyi's hair around his fingertips, quietly thinking, whether there is still a way out, and where to go, is the mature immortal medicine useless?

The most precious sacred thing in the world of Archaic Divine Medicine, if the Throne of the Immortal Seal is even ineffective, then one's life will really come to an end.

However, Ye Fan was very difficult to accept. Was n’t even the King of God a little unsure, not sure that the undead medicine was absolutely ineffective, and he decided to fight at any cost.

Originally, he prepared Shihpi and took risks for God King and Xiao Tingting. Now he has lost his life, and he has no way back, he can only go to nothing.

"This may be the last time we met." An Miaoyi sat up slowly, her hair falling like water, staring at Ye Fan.

"It's never the last time I met." Ye Fan was very serious and smiled brightly. "Please believe that I will not die. I will live another ten thousand years and leave those holy places speechless."

"In ten thousand years, pink powder became a skeleton ... a long time ago" An Miaoyi got up, walked to the jade bed, stood in front of the window, and looked at the moon.

"The other half of the Devils Canister is about to be born." Do not know how long after that, An Miaoyi suddenly said.

"Do you need the **** body, the holy body, and the celestial body to be the same?" Ye Fan asked.

"Don't go, don't ask why" An Miaoyi said calmly without looking back.

"Well, I won't go." Ye Fan replied.

After a long time, she came back, looked at Ye Fan, said: "Let's go, little man."

"I will survive." Ye Fan sat up.

"It's time to leave." An Miaoyi helped him put on his shirt, moving very softly and slowly.

"Well, to prove that I am still alive in this world, every once in a while, you will hear about me, this land will not be quiet," Ye Fan said as he left.

The **** city is prosperous, but Ye Fan will eventually leave. He did not leave immediately because he was waiting for the Black Emperor.

In the next few days, he walked in the city of God, so that the younger generation could not be more shocked, no one dared to multilingual, the power of the Eucharist was undiminished, awesome.

He easily killed Wu Ziming and Li Chongtian, and shocked everyone, fearing that he would step into the footsteps and be mercilessly killed by him.

Everyone knows that the Eucharist is not much time, there is no scruples at all, no one dares to touch the mold.

Even if all the saints are far away ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I feel dazed, I am afraid that Ye Fan will challenge them at this time, it is not impossible, the last madness, provoking power, killing them, it is really great Bad luck.

Even the golden-winged Xiaopeng King is very peaceful, and rarely appears. It is said that he will return to the central part of the East Wasteland, and will follow the old Pengpeng King.

Fenghuang was also low-key, and seemed to be quiet all at once, and rarely appeared.

In the last days of this life, Ye Fan's mighty power, no one dared to sakura Feng, all the sons and maidens could not avoid, the younger generation was fearful, they were all silent, and did not dare to release any sentence Disrespectful words.

Every time when he appears, it will quiet down a piece of land. Compared with a few days ago, it is quite different. Everyone is uneasy.

The Black Emperor came back, listless, full of frustration, cursing constantly, saying: "Damn, Zishan can't get in! Damn, what happened ?!"

Goodbye, God City!

Ye Fan said goodbye to the Peerless King, just to see the scene of the marriage between the Holy Lord of the Wind Race and the White King.