This is a yellowed ancient scroll. It is hard to tell what kind of material it is. It looks like animal skin and ancient cloth. At first glance, it looks like an ancient relic from a long time ago.
There are two words on the opening book: Nirvana!
Ye Fan's heart jumped suddenly. These two words have extraordinary meanings in Buddhism, and it is a process of becoming a Buddha.
"Is this the Nirvana Sutra of Buddhism?" His heart trembled.
"It's just one of the essentials in the ancient scriptures, which is specially used for healing. In the past, when I wanted a nunnery master to die, I got this ancient scroll. Not only did he recover from his injuries, but he also gained a transformation like a new life." An Miaoyi replied. road.
There are many ancient characters on the yellowed ancient scroll, densely packed, about hundreds of words, explaining the mysteries of life and death, and explaining the mysteries of rebirth, it is very difficult for people to fully understand.
Ye Fan calmed down, remained motionless, pondered carefully, and comprehended carefully.
Although it is called the Nirvana Sutra, it claims to be reborn, but it is just a metaphor. Who in this world can truly be immortal? Even the ancient emperors could not escape death.
The essence stated in the Nirvana Sutra is only to change the state of life and obtain the power of another kind of rebirth, not the real reincarnation.
Although practicing this sutra cannot lead to longevity, it has the unworldly power of increasing lifespan and delaying decline, and this essence is the supreme healing magic, which has incredible miraculous effects.
At the moment of comprehension, Ye Fan's body suddenly bloomed with precious brilliance, and the golden blood was surging, rushing out of the body and lingering around the body, making him look like a god.
"Because ignorance ceases, the mind has nothing to arise; since there is no origin, the state disappears; because causes and conditions are all destroyed, the mind is all exhausted, and it is called Nirvana..." "Nirvana Sutra" is the supreme skill of the West Desert, which is comparable to that of the East. Huang's several ancient scriptures are discussed together. The sound of Zen singing sounded, melodiously spread in the palace, it was extremely mysterious, and there was a mysterious energy circulating.
This is a precious secret technique in the ancient scriptures, it can be called the supreme healing technique, it has the mystery of good fortune, mysterious and mysterious.
Ye Fan himself is a holy body, and he healed his wounds with the holy technique of Nirvana, and suddenly appeared a variety of visions, accompanied by chaotic green lotuses, possessed by immortal kings, mountains and rivers appeared, and yin and yang life and death pictures surrounded his body.
The indestructible golden body is resplendent, not only has the majesty like a god, but also has the unique majestic aura of the holy body, as if sitting cross-legged in the nine heavens, looking down on the world.
An Miaoyi's beautiful eyes glowed brilliantly. She did not expect that Ye Fan was not only unparalleled in body, but also had a high level of understanding. He had such a clear understanding just after he got the sacred art in the ancient scriptures. She lightly opened her red lips and explained it in detail.
"Accepting all causes and conditions, not being subject to all causes and conditions in the cycle of life and death, is called Nirvana. Nirvana and the world, there is no little difference, the world and Nirvana..."
Ye Fan was silent, and the golden blood energy became more abundant, enveloping him, submerging him, his whole body bursting with divine light, and the immortal golden body was almost transparent like colorful colored glass, clean and spotless.
He is struggling to restore the source of life, and wants to make the crack in the avenue disappear, so that he will be free from time to time, keep his immortal body forever, and live in the world forever.
"boom!"
Ye Fan's body was shaken, his blood was surging, and almost turned the whole palace into dust. If An Miaoyi hadn't already laid the pattern, everything would have been destroyed.
This is the physical body of the Eucharist. It is so powerful that it is unbelievably powerful. It is unbearable to have the power of thunder in just a few moments.
A smear of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he failed to restore the source of life for the first time. Even the supreme healing magic in the ancient scriptures could not heal the scars left by the Dao.
An Miaoyi's hair was like a waterfall, her skin was as clear as snow, crystal clear and tender, she was as ethereal as a fairy, standing beside Ye Fan, said: "Come again!"
Ye Fan remained motionless, as if sitting cross-legged in the dusty ancient heaven, dormant in Nirvana, waiting to emerge as a dragon.
His body became more and more menacing, and even An Miaoyi had to retreat, the golden blood surrounding his body made him as terrifying as an eternal sacred furnace, making it impossible for people to get close.
The sublime and mysterious Zen singing emanates from his body, which is his "dead self" and "dao self" chanting scriptures, praying for this life and seeking eternal life.
"boom!"
Ye Fan was shocked again, the bright red blood with a touch of gold overflowed from the corner of his mouth, even though it was a holy body, he also shook for a while.
It failed again the second time. The scars left by Dao showed no signs of healing at all. It made him shake for a while, and the immortal golden body was a little dim.
Ye Fan opened his eyes and sighed softly. This holy technique is infinitely mysterious, but after all, it can't resist the injury of the Great Dao, which makes him feel powerless.
"Don't give up, one time won't work, just two, three, four times, there will always be some effect." An Miaoyi was very unwilling.
Ye Fan shook his head and said: "It's too difficult. This is consuming my own blood to achieve Nirvana. If this continues, if it doesn't work, I can't afford it even if I am a holy body."
If it is an ordinary person, it will take a lot of self-cultivation to perform one holy healing, and it cannot be done again. He is a holy body, and his body is unparalleled.
"How could this be... Sakyamuni's disciples once said that the Nirvana Sutra is the highest healing technique in the Western Desert. Although this is only an essential part, it is almost the best in the world. It can heal any injury. "
"The disciple of Sakyamuni, who is he?" Ye Fan wanted to know very much, and even more wanted to know everything about the Tathagata.
"I don't know who he is either." Peerless Qingcheng An Miaoyi shook her head.
Miaoyu Temple, originally a sect in the West Desert, inherited the Buddhism's unworldly Zen skills, but later split up and came from the east, and obtained the Taoist double cultivation method, and changed its name to Miaoyu Temple.
A thousand years ago, Sakyamuni's disciples came back from the sea and traveled through the Eastern Wasteland. They met the dying master of Miaoyu Temple. Because of the inextricable connection in the inheritance, they left behind a piece of Nirvana essentials and drifted away.
"Do you know about Sakyamuni's past?" Ye Fan asked.
"I only know it's a Buddhist taboo, but I don't know the details." An Miaoyi shook her head.
"The injury of the Great Dao is incurable..." Ye Fan stood up.
An Miao was tall and graceful, and the moonlight poured in, setting her off as emptiness and peerless, with beautiful black hair, agile eyes, icy muscles and fine bones, undulating curves, and a moving figure, like the most perfect masterpiece in the sky.
"The Nirvana Sutra plus my Miaoyu Temple's supreme double cultivation method. It's the last attempt. If you still can't survive, you are really sorry for me, little man." She walked over lightly, stretched out her slender hands, and squeezed Ye Fan had a beautiful smile on his face, and said: "Others have always perfected Miaoyu's disciples, today I may be the first person to make an exception, perfecting you to come back to life."
In the palace, An Miaoyi's jade-like crystal clear body was as transparent and flawless under the hazy moonlight, with a faint radiance shining all over her body, her hair was disheveled, and her face was as delicate as a flower.
This has nothing to do with Fengyue, it's just a way to save people. Ye Fan has always held a negative attitude towards the double cultivation technique, but he didn't want to, but he experienced it once.
"Little man, calm down!" On the white jade bed, under the red gauze tent, An Miaoyi's body was white and glowing, she tapped Ye Fan's forehead to calm him down.
Faced with such a beautiful and beautiful beauty, it is impossible for any normal man to remain calm, and Ye Fan naturally cannot quickly fall into samadhi like an old monk.
An Miaoyi's entire fairy body is as white and crystal clear as ivory, as diverse as a beautiful snake, with exquisite curves and flawless body.
Not long after, the Zen singing recorded in the ancient Nirvana Sutra resounded, and the palace was filled with sacred peace. At the same time, Ye Fan covered An Miaoyi's body, and the dual cultivation method was in operation.
On a bright moonlit night, time passed like water, and the city of God was peaceful.
Miaoyu Temple, this area of the palace was sealed off, so as not to spread the sound of the great avenue, shrouded in a hazy brilliance.
An Miaoyi is the first successor, her status is not inferior to the saints, she is even more beautiful in the world, she has no competitors in Miaoyu Temple, no one in the younger generation would dare to disobey what she wants to do.
Although some people speculated about something, no one dared to approach and disturb, let alone say anything.
In the second half of the night, the palace was harmonious and quiet. Ye Fan didn't speak, and the Nirvana Sutra and the dual-cultivation magic couldn't heal the scars left by the Dao, and they couldn't change anything.
He wrapped An Miaoyi's beautiful hair around his fingertips, thinking quietly, is there any way out, where will he go, is the mature elixir useless
The ancient medicine is the most precious holy thing in the world, if even it is ineffective, then a person's life will really come to an end.
However, Ye Fan had a hard time accepting it. Didn't even the God King feel a little unsure about it? He was not sure that the elixir would be absolutely ineffective, so he decided to give it a try at all costs.
Originally, he had prepared the stone skin, and took risks for the God King and Xiao Tingting, but now his own life is in danger, there is no way out, and he can only go forward indomitably.
"This may be the last time we meet." An Miaoyi sat up slowly, her hair drooping like water, staring at Ye Fan.
"It's definitely not the last time we meet." Ye Fan was very serious, showing a bright smile, and said; "Please believe me, I will not die, I will live another 10,000 years, and let those holy places be silent."
"Ten thousand years, when pink powder turns into a skeleton... It's been a long time." An Miaoyi got up, walked to the jade bed, stood in front of the window, and looked at the bright moon.
"The other half of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar is about to be born." After an unknown amount of time, An Miaoyi suddenly said.
"Do you need the divine body, the sacred body, and the heavenly demon body?" Ye Fan asked.
"Don't go, don't ask why." An Miaoyi said calmly without turning her head.
"Okay, I won't go." Ye Fan replied.
After a long time, she came back, looked at Ye Fan, and 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 clothes, her movements were very gentle and slow.
"Well, to prove that I am still alive in this world, you will hear news about me every once in a while. This land will not be quiet." Ye Fan said when he left.
The city of God is prosperous, but Ye Fan will leave eventually, but he didn't leave immediately because he was waiting for the Black Emperor.
In the next few days, he walked in the city of God, making all the younger generation terrified. No one dared to speak too much.
He easily obliterated Wu Ziming and Li Chongtian, and frightened everyone, for fear that they would follow in the footsteps of others and be ruthlessly killed by him.
Everyone knows that the Eucharist's time is numbered, and there is no scruple at all, and no one dares to touch the bad luck.
Even if the saints all avoided them, they were frightened, afraid that Ye Fan would challenge them at this time. It is not impossible. In the last madness, it would be really bad luck if they showed their power and killed them.
Even King Golden Wing Xiaopeng is very quiet and rarely appears. It is said that he is going back to the central part of the Eastern Wasteland and will follow the old King Peng.
Fenghuang also kept a low profile, seemed to have quieted down suddenly, and seldom appeared.
In these last days when life is limited, Ye Fan is so powerful that no one dares to overwhelm him. All the saints and saints dodge, and the younger generation is even more fearful. They are all silent and dare not say a word Disrespectful words.
Every time he appeared, it made an area quiet. Compared with a few days ago, it was completely different, and everyone felt uneasy.
The Black Emperor came back, listless, full of frustration, and kept cursing, saying: "Damn it, Zishan can't get in! Damn, what happened?!"
Goodbye, Kamijou!
Ye Fan bid farewell to the peerless god king, just in time to see the scene of the marriage between the sage master of the wind clan and the god king in white.