"After the Tathagata opened up Mount Sumeru, he built a temple in the mountain." Although the little nun in white said that the string of relic rosary beads had the breath of a rebel, she still turned them over and looked at them, wishing to see them one by one. Pull it down and check it carefully.
"What happened next?" Ye Fan urged.
"What later?" The little nun replied casually, but she was fiddling with the rosary beads carefully.
"Of course it's what happened to Sakyamuni." Ye Fan looked at her with a smile.
"Oh, you said him, there is no later." The little nun pointed the rosary at the sun and watched intently, obviously not wanting to continue.
"How could there be no later? I said little master, the Buddha once said, don't lie, how can you not tell the truth."
"What I said is true." Nun Luo Li pouted, very dissatisfied, she couldn't see clearly the mystery in the relic, and finally took out a bunch of jade flowers and tapped it back and forth on the relic. The fragrance was tangy, and small rays of sunlight shot out like thorns, cutting towards the relic, and there was a faint fire shining.
However, the six relics did not change in any way, let the slight light shoot, the sparks flickered, and they were always lying there, motionless.
Ye Fan hurriedly stopped, saying, "What are you doing, stop quickly."
"I want to cut it open and see, there seems to be something inside." The little nun persevered, shaking the bunch of jade flowers, the sharp blade flew, and submerged the relic.
"That's my rosary."
"I didn't say it was mine." The little nun muttered in response, still working hard.
A black line appeared on Ye Fan's forehead, and he said, "It's not yours, you still want to cut it open?" He made a quick move, grabbed it forward, and wanted to retrieve the rosary.
"Don't be so stingy, okay, show me for a while longer." The little nun's white clothes fluttered, and in that slender jade palm, a dim little world seemed to appear, covering the rosary.
The fluttering maiden was surprised, and said: "This is a secret technique... the universe in your palm?"
After Ye Fan's hand reached over, he submerged into the miniature world, and couldn't touch the rosary at all, and it was always a little bit short, as if he would never be able to catch it.
He smiled, and grabbed the little nun's wrist with his backhand, trying to take it seven inches. However, the hazy little world moved like a dragon and appeared on her wrist, blocking his fingers again.
"I'm offended." Ye Fan's palms and fingers changed, and his five fingers pinched, shaped like a dragon's head, shooting out nine rays of light, each of which was like a dragon, rushing towards that small world.
"Ah, this is..." the little nun was surprised.
Ye Fan pinched the seal and rushed out nine little sky dragons, which were so similar to the imperial dragon spirit coiled around her brother's body that they could be faked. And it was so powerful that it rushed into the illusory space in her palm and shattered it. When she was distracted, she took the rosary back.
"What kind of secret technique is this?" The Holy Maiden of the Fluctuating Light was at the side, seeing all this clearly, she was very surprised.
The great skill of killing in the Nine Secrets, Ye Fan's simple use of a knife, can be transformed into the palm of his hand, naturally has extraordinary power, it is difficult for outsiders to see clearly.
"Give me another look." The little nun in white begged.
"Tell me what happened to Tathagata?" Ye Fan smiled, holding the rosary in his palm.
"I really don't know what happened next, because this name seems to have been erased from the history books, and I can't find any more details about him." The little nun in white looked honest.
"I don't believe what you said." Ye Fan gently twisted the rosary, smiled and shook his head.
The little nun in white puffed her cheeks, stared at him with wide eyes, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you, it's nothing anyway."
"Then tell me in detail, and I will listen carefully."
"Buddhism has no Tathagata from now on!" Daxia's young princess said solemnly.
"What do you mean?" Ye Fan asked carefully.
"This is a conclusion I came to after reading many Buddhist scriptures. I searched through various classics and connected all the clues together. In fact, there is only one sentence." The little nun in white said seriously.
"Little master, you are lying." Ye Fan shook his head.
"I dare to swear to the World Honored One that everything I said is true. This is the conclusion I came to after checking hundreds of Buddhist classics. Moreover, I have asked others, and the great Buddhist master shook his head and sighed. Since then, there has been no Tathagata in Buddhism." The little nun looked like you had to believe me.
"From then on, Buddhism has no Tathagata..." Ye Fan touched his chin, this sentence can lead to endless associations, what happened
The Tathagata is no longer the original Tathagata, or Buddhism is no longer the original Buddhism. Who is the one on Mount Sumeru now
The fluctlight maiden is also thinking, she knows even less, but she has gradually touched a vague outline from various clues.
"Show me the rosary again." The little nun in white stretched out her little hand.
Ye Fan fiddled with the rosary and said, "Your brother's face changed when he heard Tathagata. He knows some secrets, so you don't know?"
"What he can know is that Elder Zong told him not to mention this name." The little nun curled her lips.
"Why do you tell me so?" asked the fluttering maiden.
"How would I know." The little nun in white tilted her head and said, "I have read all kinds of ancient books in the imperial dynasty, and I also came to the same conclusion... From then on, there will be no Sakyamuni in the world."
"From now on, there will be no Sakyamuni in the world..." Ye Fan had many speculations in his mind, but each of them was difficult to prove.
"Your Highness!" The guard not far away hurriedly saluted.
The Prince of Great Xia, with black hair fluttering, powerful tiger eyes, shining iron clothes, and nine dragons encircling his body, came with his head held high, full of the royal aura of ruling the world.
He raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and his tiger eyes shot divine light, he was very dissatisfied with these guards.
"Your Highness, please calm down. It was Her Royal Highness who told me not to get close." The guard leader hurriedly explained.
"Yao Xi has met His Royal Highness the Prince." The Holy Maiden of the Light shook her head with a smile.
Prince Daxia responded politely, without putting on airs of being one of the heirs of the Immortal Dynasty at all, and said: "Fairy is like a bright moon in the sky, if you make friends with my imperial sister, it is really a blessing."
Ye Fan didn't get such a good treatment. The more Prince Da Xia looked at him, the more bored he became, and he frowned, wanting to kick him away from the little nun in white.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Pindao came here to send the Emperor's Dao Heavenly Book. Since His Highness is not sympathetic, then I will go find someone who is destined, and Pindao will go." Ye Fan walked away.
"Hey, hey, Taoist priest, show me that string of beads again." The little nun in white whispered.
Prince Daxia didn't say anything, but just glanced at his sister, so pure and delicate that the little nun muttered, but couldn't say anything.
The Holy Maiden of the Light also wanted to leave, and she left in a hurry, catching up to Ye Fan briskly, and said, "Please, Taoist priest."
"Okay." Ye Fan understood that this was the invitation of the saintess of Yaochi, and Yao Xi was just passing on the message.
Walking through the wonders of the rockery piled up with stones and the small stone arch bridge over the spring, the two came to a quiet courtyard together.
Here, the road is paved with cobblestones, the bamboo forest is in pieces, there is a stone table in the forest, and four stone piers are placed beside it, which is peaceful and quiet.
The saintess of Yaochi is showing the tea ceremony, her bare hands are light and agile, and every movement has a natural way, completely blending into the scene, and the faint tea fragrance is wafting with the wind.
"Fairy Yaochi's tea art is the same as her guzheng art. It is close to the Dao realm, but she almost never shows it. This is really rare. Obviously, she regards you as a distinguished guest." Yao Xi's fairy body shook, her skin was as white as jade, shimmering and crystal clear, and she turned her head and smiled. Bai Meisheng.
Such a stately demeanor naturally reminded Ye Fan of the scene of the two fighting at the beginning. The other party's fairy muscles and jade body were almost completely exposed, and the scenery was infinite.
"Master Taoist, have you really cultivated Taoism for more than three hundred years?" Yao Xi chuckled.
"I'm ashamed, the poor Taoist wasted his spring and autumn, and lived in vain for more than three hundred years, but achieved nothing." Ye Fan recited the Taoist name.
Yao Xi pursed his lips and smiled slightly, his hair fluttering lightly, and said: "I think the Taoist priest seems to have a young heart."
Ye Fan's heart shuddered. It was only a moment of distraction just now, and the other party felt a little abnormal, very keen, which made him have to pay attention and be careful, so as not to show his feet.
"Fairy is such a peerless beauty, at the first sight, even a thousand-year-old elder would probably face it calmly, and it is normal for Pindao to be a little distracted."
The two came to the bamboo forest.
The saintess of Yaochi moves gently, and her onion-like fingers draw a graceful trajectory, giving people a visual enjoyment. The various tea sets on the stone table seem to have life, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing and permeating.
"Taoist priest, please use tea." The sweet voice of the saintess from Yaochi came, with delicate hands, she picked up the teacup and personally brought it to her.
Ye Fan thanked him and asked, "I don't know what is the fairy's mission?"
"The Taoist priest is being polite. There are indeed some things that require the assistance of the Taoist priest." The saintess of Yaochi said softly.
"Yaochi has a long history and stands on the top of the clouds. What can't be solved? I'm afraid I will disappoint the fairy because of my limited ability." Ye Fan calmly said.
"I want to ask the Taoist priest to go to Yaochi."
"I don't know why?"
"There are some mysterious stones, which are very unusual. I would like to ask the Taoist priest to taste them." Just revealing such a little information from the Yaochi saintess is enough to shake Ye Fan's heart. Those stones may have amazing origins.
"Wouldn't it be enough for Yao Chi to just resolve the stone?"
The saintess of Yaochi shook her head and said, "Until you understand it, you can't cut it open."
Ye Fan became more and more sure that those stones were no small matter.
"At that time, I'm afraid it will be a grand stone appreciation event." Yao Xi laughed.
"It is true that many people will be invited to Yaochi, and there will be many distinguished guests." The fairy maiden of Yaochi replied.
There is no doubt that it is a grand event, and many extraordinary people will enter Yaochi.
"Unfortunately, Pindao has important things to do, so he can't be separated for the time being." Ye Fan declined.
"It's okay, if the Taoist priest has something important to do, I can't force it." The saint of Yaochi took out a jade pendant and said: "However, if the Taoist priest has free time, he can use this pendant to go to any Yaochi in the Northern Territory at any time. Xianshifang, they will definitely guide the Taoist priest into Yaochi."
Ye Fan quickly thanked him and said: "It would be a great pity for the poor to miss such a grand event. I will definitely visit after the important matters are dealt with."
When Ye Fan left the bamboo forest, the people outside had already dispersed.
After he came out, he didn't see Wu Zhongtian, Tu Fei and others, but he didn't look for them either, and went out of the city directly.
Outside Kunyun City, the flames soared into the sky, and one could feel that terrifying aura from a long distance away.
Ten miles outside the city, a great battle was going on, and many monks flew there.
"The Holy Son of Wave Light is indeed invincible!"
"This is horrible!"
Many people were talking about it, and soon Ye Fan found Wu Zhongtian, Li Heishui and others, who were all watching the battle.
Ahead, in the middle of a piece of reddish-brown land, in the independent field of the Son of Light, the Holy Son of Wave Light exudes golden light all over his body. He is like a furnace of heaven and earth, scorching the ten directions, and his powerful breath makes many people tremble.
Under his feet, there were two corpses motionless, all of them were old men with white beards and hair.
And in the sky, there were three old men roaring and rushing towards him.
It's a pity that the whole world is shrouded in holy light, like a copper furnace refining the world, nothing can be broken, and the son of Yaoguang stands in the field like a god!
He is invincible by all methods, like a mountain like a mountain, standing still, and like tomorrow, shining brightly, and the light that shines makes people unable to face it.
"boom!"
He punched the sky with his fist, the sun was covered by divine light, the sky shook, and he seemed to be swallowing up the sky! An old strong man who rushed over was beaten to pieces all of a sudden.
Another person shouted, swooped down, and sacrificed a terrifying weapon, like a comet illuminating the sky, piercing through the sky, and killing the Son of Light, with surging combat power and murderous aura.
However, once the Holy Light of the Holy Son of Light came out, it was really unmatched, causing the mountains and rivers to shake, the blazing beams of light filled the sky, and the world was transformed into a copper furnace!
The holy light was so powerful that it broke through the sky, and the sky was full of brilliance.
"boom!"
The sky was full of brilliance, endlessly blazing, the sky was dazzling, the terrifying weapon vaporized on the spot, and the old strong man evaporated in an instant, completely disappeared by the molten ground.
When the third person rushed over, the golden radiance flowed all over the body of Shengzi Yaoguang, his hair was like gold, dancing messily, and two golden lights shot out from his eyes, and he scolded lightly.
"kill!"
"boom!"
The strong man in the sky was torn apart on the spot, and the dead body fell down, killing him all at once.
"this is too scary!"
"The five powerhouses have all cultivated to the third secret realm, and they were all killed. This son of Yaoguang is really awe-inspiring to his generation!"
"Terrible, daunting! At this level, I am afraid that he is almost invincible at the same level. The son of Yaoguang is worthy of being a wizard in the world."
"Even if the Ji family is bright and the moon is in the sky, and the Jiang family also has a divine body, I'm afraid they can't cover up the invincible demeanor of Shengzi Yaoguang. Such a person is difficult to suppress even the divine body."
At this moment, Son of Light is really like a god, his whole body is glowing, even his hair is no exception, purifying the whole world.
His qi and blood are boiling, boiling like magma, making people unable to approach him, just like a copper furnace that can refine the world!
"I can't stand this breath!" A monk was moaning, feeling powerless, and stepped back.
"His vitality is so exuberant that it almost covers half of the sky. His blood is like a knife. If he releases it naturally, he can hurt other people's souls."
Shengzi Yaoguang is indeed as they said, the blood in his body is like a knife like a rainbow, and everyone who persecutes him must retreat.
Wu Zhongtian sighed, and said: "I am not his opponent. Once the holy light technique is released, I am afraid that it is really invincible in the same generation. Such a holy technique is unrivaled in the world. King Jiang's fighting holy technique can't come out. Fight against it."
"All laws are invincible, the sky is full of holy light, and the heaven and the earth are melted, and I am the only one who is the only one. It is much more terrifying than the Lord Shaking Light when he was young!"
"Right now, the only one who can compete with him is probably the Prince Daxia who is practicing the "Superior Sutra"!"
"Unfortunately, King Jiang's offensive holy law has disappeared forever..."