Suddenly, a sound of a thick Buddha's trumpet came from the center of the Xuankong Temple, interrupting Hun Ding's monologue and drawing Bu Feng's eyes to the temple. The direction from the thick Buddha's horn suddenly arrived However, Bu Feng's side is still empty.
Bu Feng was startled, he clearly knew that the old monk who gave out the Buddha's name was using spatial movement to change positions, but he couldn't grasp the location of the old monk at all, because the space where the body was located had no abnormal spatial fluctuations, The spatial rhythm remains unchanged.
A chubby bald head appeared in front of Bu Feng's eyes. The bald head slowly turned around and looked at Bu Feng with a smile. Only then did Bu Feng see clearly the face of this mysterious monk, which was exactly the same as the one in his imagination. The old face with air-dried orange peel is completely different, round and fat, with a shiny face, wearing a light yellow ordinary monk robe, only the pair of long white eyebrows that drag down to his shoulders let Bu Feng know the old monk's "oldness". ' Not from Hundin's speculation.
The old monk ignored the old man Hun Ding at all, just looked Bu Feng up and down, the flashing light in his eyes was definitely not the eyes he had when facing an ordinary stranger, but like, like evaluating something Like things, a pair of squinted eyes scanned Bu Feng's body up and down, and there were only data without flicker evaluation left.
With Bu Feng's indifference, he was still uncomfortable being scrutinized by the old monk's rather ambiguous eyes. Just when his brows were about to frown, the old monk finally spoke.
"Actually, the movement of space does not necessarily cause abnormal fluctuations in space. You know, space always has its inherent fluctuations and rhythms. Although these fluctuations are only emitted with the jump of the inherent rhythm of space, however, Any space has something in common. All space fluctuations are transmitted through the space medium. There is a natural law between these transmissions. As long as you grasp the law, oh, no, just understand it, you can be in space Find the space gap in the spontaneous fluctuations, and the rest is just some tricks!"
The old monk seemed to have known the doubts in Bu Feng's heart, he said with a smile, and gently revealed the secret rules of the space, with an expression as if he was explaining a certain passage of Buddhist scriptures to his disciples, leisurely and natural.
Bu Feng's obsession with these rhythms and rules is far beyond that of ordinary people. He has always explored and analyzed the way of rhythm by himself. Even though using different spiritual levels to simulate the rhythm of the spatial level for analysis, quickly digesting the words of the old monk, I completely forgot where I was and why I came here!
Hun Ding looked at the old monk suspiciously, he was not very familiar with this old monk, let alone Bu Feng? However, seeing how the old monk looked at and guided Bu Feng just now, how could he be a stranger? He thought about the reason, and suddenly a familiar voice came into his ears.
"Old man Hun Ding, long time no see!"
"Peanut monk? Haha, why are you monk here?" Hunding looked at an unusually old and thin monk striding out of the temple gate, and he was in a good mood. He didn't expect to meet a good friend here. .
The creases on the tall and thin monk's face were like dried orange peels. He was very old and his body was extremely thin. Shang Chui Luo, the tall and thin monk approached and looked at Hun Ding with a smile, then bent over to the fat monk with long brows who had been standing beside Bu Feng before, and said: "Senior brother!"
Bu Feng looked at the extremely old monk calling the former fat monk his senior brother, and felt absurd in his heart. It seemed that the tall and thin monk could be more than enough to be the master of this slick monk. a lower seniority.
Hun Ding was also taken aback for a moment, he never knew that Monk Peanut had a relationship with the Kongxiang master here and his brothers. He had known this tall and thin monk for thousands of years, and he had never heard of any relationship between him and the Kongxiang. What's more, as far as he knows, Kong Xiang is an advanced monk of Zen Buddhism, and this monk Peanut is a big shot in Tantric Buddhism. How can the two come together? Or is it a brotherhood—
Puzzled on Hun Ding's face, he looked at his thin and tall friend.
Monk Peanut smiled, showing an innocent smile that did not match his old complexion, but naturally, he said softly: "Before the monk entered Tantric Buddhism, he was also a Zen disciple, and he has been with Brother Kongxiang for hundreds of years. Fate of the same family!"
Hun Ding nodded, and then said in a low voice to the fat monk: "Master Kong Xiang, Hun Ding really has something important to ask for here!"
Kong Xiang nodded, motioned for Na Hun Ding to continue, his face was still smiling, and the light flickered in the small seam of his eyes, as if he was still looking at Bu Feng non-stop.
"I want to ask Master to help me wait for the two to search for a space layer!" Hun Ding said, pointing to Bu Feng and continued: "It is this kid's private space, and for some reason it has been separated from his body—"
When Hun Ding said this, he couldn't help but glance at Bu Feng, why are the problems on this kid so strange
He went on to say: "There is a key item stored in that private space, and that item is closely related to the safety of my apprentice. Now this kid can't sense that private space, so I hope that Master Kongxiang can help us put that Only by recovering the lost personal space can I save my disciple's life."
Before Kong Xiang could make a sound, the Peanut monk looked at Hun Ding suspiciously and said, "Your disciple? You old man Hun Ding has always been alone, when did you have another disciple?"
"Of course it's my new apprentice, old man. Could it be that he got it by cheating?" Hun Ding snorted twice, proudly showing off: "My apprentice is much stronger than your disciples and grandchildren, full of aura, Born to be a good material for a fortuneteller, I am not afraid to tell you that her spiritual perception is extraordinary. With the help of that keen perception, the old man got a very clear prediction! You should also know that general predictions are vague , hidden in the river of time, it is difficult to see the whole picture, but that time, I used the perception of that apprentice, and I predicted it very clearly!"
The two bald monks were terrified when they heard what Hun Ding said. Every practitioner in their witch realm is a very powerful fortune-teller. With their attainments in divination and astrology, they can only glimpse a part or two of the future. , the prediction results always have only an approximate range, which is plausible, and only in very exceptional cases can a clearer prediction direction be obtained from the complicated prediction streams. And according to what Hun Ding said, he actually used that apprentice's spiritual perception to discern the future direction, and got quite accurate results. In this way, this old man's apprentice is really amazing, he is really a genius !
Bu Feng was also quite surprised. He didn't expect Gu Yueying to have such a precise ability to sense the rhythm of time. He said to himself silently: In this way, it is very similar to me before. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but Feeling sad for that girl, a girl is also enduring her previous life, enduring the seemingly boundless darkness, really—
However, he was wrong. Although Gu Yueying has a keen mental perception of the rhythm of time and is precise in choosing future tributaries, her mental power is far inferior to Bu Feng. Without the guidance and help of Hun Ding's spiritual power , There is no way to sense the rhythm of time at all, let alone predict it. From this point of view, she is much luckier than Bu Feng!
The skinny monk who was called Peanut Monk by Hunding showed doubts when he was excited, looked up and down at Hunding and said, "Old Man Hunding, aren't you bragging about yourself?"
The fat and fat Master Kongxiang also squinted his small eyes and looked at Hun Ding, with the same meaning in those eyes.
It's not that these two monks are overly suspicious, but if what Hun Ding said is true, then his apprentice will definitely become an unprecedented fortune-teller, and he will surely blow up a hurricane in the world of divination. All the spatial dimensions of this time dimension have crossed the barrier of space. They are a peculiar group that studies time. It can be said that they are the group at the top of the pyramid in this time dimension. The hurricane in the divination world will definitely affect the entire time dimension. all spatial levels!
Hun Ding also knew the concept of what he was talking about and what kind of consequences it would cause. Seeing the questioning eyes of the two old monks, he nodded firmly and whispered in his heart: That little girl is really a natural A fortuneteller, perhaps the greatest miracle among all dimensions of space, of course, except for the monster of divination wind——
Strange colors appeared on the faces of the two old monks, Master Kong Xiang's squinted eyes shone brightly, staring at Hun Ding and asked softly: "Your disciple, is he also a human being?"
Monk Peanut was also waiting for Hunding's answer, with a bit of anticipation in his eyes.
"That's right, a little human girl!" Hun Ding nodded slightly and smiled triumphantly.
Kong Xiang and Monk Peanut looked at each other, and then smiled, it was a very comfortable smile, and Kong Xiang's squinted eyes revealed a meaningful divine light, and whispered to himself: "We must That girl is trained to be the top fortune teller, heh, the Xuanwu tribe can't always be on top of us humans!"
Hearing Kongxiang's self-talk, Monk Peanut nodded slightly.
The three old things were quite comfortable imagining a hopeful future, Monk Peanut frowned, and suddenly asked: "Old man Hun Ding, what happened to that apprentice you just said? What's wrong? We need to find The chaotic space of this little friend can only be restored, right?"
"That's right, that's true. The situation is quite complicated, so let's not talk about it." Hun Ding said, "I have to hurry up and explain the last mission to those guys in the Presbyterian Church. Wu Jing, please take care of this matter!"
Kongxiang interface said: "Well, you go, this little friend will stay here, I will try to find a way, no matter what, I have to let that girl recover, if I can't, there is—"
Before Kongxiang could finish his words, black mist emerged from Hunding's celestial cover, enveloping his figure, and after a slight flash, the space fluctuated slightly, the old man had disappeared from the Xuankong Temple. The monk shook his head, and continued: "This guy is always so impatient, he left without listening to what he had to say, and he will definitely blame me for not telling him in the first place!"
Kong Xiang narrowed his eyes, noncommittal, turned around, and said to Bu Feng: "Come with me!"
Immediately, Kong Xiang walked out first, Monk Peanut smiled and looked at Bu Feng: "Let's go!"
For some reason, Bu Feng had a very strange feeling in his heart. It started when he saw these two monks. It seemed that these two guys already knew him.
Monk Peanut looked at Bu Feng's expression, smiled and said: "You have a good idea, we already know that you and old man Hun Ding are coming, and we have already known about you, as for the ins and outs of it, very It will be clear in no time!"
With that said, he also turned around and walked back with the empty elephant.
Bu Feng had no time to be amazed by the precise measurement of the peanut monk's thoughts in his heart, so he quickly followed the figures of the two people, and the figures of the two people flickered in front of them, and it seemed that they might appear in front of them at any time. Bu Feng knew that it was caused by the special space in the Xuankong Temple, so he didn't dare to hesitate, and followed the steps of the two of them, not daring to take a wrong step.
Although the Xuankong Temple that Bu Feng saw outside the temple was not very small, it was definitely not big. Unexpectedly, after entering the temple, Bu Feng discovered that there was another universe in this temple, and a bluestone path seemed impossible to walk. In the end, after walking for a long time, Bu Feng found a small room in front of him. The room was very old, and after the faint yellow color on the wall faded, it showed a very vicissitudes of life.
After Kong Xiang walked to the front of the room, he looked back at Monk Peanut and Bu Feng behind him, then gently opened the door and walked in.
Through Monk Peanut in front, Bu Feng could see a gap in the door of the room, the inside was very dark, it seemed that there was no light.
After Monk Peanut, Bu Feng also walked in.
The door of the room closed automatically behind him. From the moment he stepped into the room, Bu Feng knew that he had entered another space silently. There was no light here, and his eyes had completely lost their function. Whether the ground really exists, he can't believe the tentacles of his body.
"Bodily sensations confuse the mind. Here, you only need to feel it with your heart!" Kong Xiang's generous voice sounded in Bu Feng's sea of nerves.
Bu Feng protruded his spiritual tentacles to the surroundings, and he was in a void space. In the spiritual world, there was a mass of golden luster on the left side in front, and a golden light could be faintly seen in the golden luster. Relic, and on the other side, there is a lotus flower with a faint brilliance. There is a monk's spiritual body sitting in the lotus flower. It is the monk Peanut. Vitality, if you compare vitality alone, surpasses the golden light on the other side, that is, the monk's relic of the empty image.
Bu Feng thought to himself: Sure enough, people can't be judged by their appearances. Looking at the appearances of these two monks, who can see the difference in the vitality of their spiritual bodies? Perhaps everyone thought that the Kongxiang monk was more energetic, and that's no wonder everyone, with the cultivation of the peanut monk, why did he make his body so old
Thinking about this, he extended his mental tentacles around, and found that there was a very strange space in front of him.
The structure of the entire space in this room is very stable, but the rhythm in that small space is obviously even more special. The rhythm there is composed of three interrelated rhythms, and the three rhythms vibrate and cooperate according to strange laws. Together, a more stable space area was formed. Bu Feng's mental tentacles were lightly refined again, and many finer mental particles penetrated into the three coordinated rhythms, and found that there was an even more peculiar miniature space inside. Oh, no, that's not a space, but a point, a point in a pure sense, Bu Feng can't feel the size of that point, and the rhythm of the space at that point is very chaotic, changing from time to time, out of tune with the rhythm of the surrounding space However, since the structure of this space itself is extremely stable, and there is obviously some magic circle beyond that point, the chaotic rhythm at that point has not affected the stability of the entire space.
Bu Feng explored these, and the voice of Kongxiang sounded again: "Don't put your mental tentacles into the restriction in front, there is a space breakpoint that connects to the outer space... Also, give I'll gather your chaotic energy to use as a search mark!"