Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 939 Ancestor Wanfu (55)

"Go back to the ancestors, the disciples don't know."

"Then continue copying."

The two children took it for granted, opened a blank scripture book and continued to copy, the hall was quiet, and this silence would last forever without end.

The ancestor lowered his eyes slowly, with a soft golden light all over his body, he looked at the black remnant soul that had been floating in the palm of his hand.

The other half has been found, and now the remnant soul is half the size of a palm, floating in that white palm like a fish, becoming more lively, and will gently bump into the ancestor's finger from time to time.

The remnant soul is soft, it feels like a cloud falling on the finger, it is soft and soft, making the apex of the heart itch.

The ancestor raised his other hand, and lightly tapped the remnant soul that was constantly swimming. The force of his fingertips was very light. It was obviously just a superficial touch, but he was cautious.

Perhaps this Dharma Hall was too cold and silent, and the slightest movement attracted the attention of the two children. The two quietly raised their eyes to look at the ancestor sitting on the lotus seat, and saw that the old man was still full of desolation and silence. I was going to take another look and look back, but I didn't expect that the moment my gaze moved down, I found that the ancestor was teasing the thing in the palm of his hand expressionlessly.

Speaking of this thing, it is considered the strangest thing that happened to the two little boys since they went to the Nine Heavens.

The ancestor who has no desires, no desires, and apathy, has never been so concerned about anything.

Even the monsters and beasts in the world of gods and immortals, the second joint invasion of the two races of monsters, and the turmoil in the four worlds for hundreds of years, and the ancestors who have been sitting quietly in the Fa Dao Hall did not respond.

Still practicing chanting scriptures every day, waving his sleeves to watch the turmoil and casualties in the lower realm, the ancestor looks indifferent like a real golden Buddha, his lowered eyebrows and eyes are as calm as thousands of years.

In the end, it was the God Venerable and the Immortal Venerable who came to invite them in person, and the ancestor bestowed a magic bag. With such a magic weapon, the four worlds that had been in turmoil for hundreds of years returned to peace.

During this process, the ancestor never left the golden lotus seat under him from the beginning to the end. The suffering of the six realms will not cause too many disturbances to this golden Buddha. He is like a protective wall guarding the six realms. No more feelings for the Six Realms.

The two children have served their ancestors for nearly 3000 years.

Since the several immortals who served in the Poxu Palace had left the lower realm one after another, the two of them took over the tasks of the immortals.

There is nothing to do on weekdays, and the ancestors can't retreat, so they can walk freely in this illusory realm. When the ancestors leave the customs, they only need to come to the Dharma Hall every morning to kneel and copy the scriptures. These universal scriptures They are all dictated by the ancestors themselves, and they have benefited a lot since they studied for thousands of years.

Today is no different from usual, copying the scriptures, and quitting when the ancestor needs to clean up.

But today is a little different from the past.

The ancestor made some movements that he would not do normally, and there were some slight changes on his face.

And the two children both knew that these changes originated from a ray of remnant soul, judging by the color, they did not belong to the world of gods and immortals, let alone the world of humans.

No matter what race it is, in short, the ancestors cared about it very much, nourishing the soul with a golden tripod, and protecting it with its mellow and powerful spiritual power when chanting scriptures every day.

The two of them didn't know the origin of this remnant soul, so of course they didn't dare to ask further.

When I was thinking about it, the time came, and the ancestor needed to clean up and settle down.

The two children withdrew silently, and after closing the door, they stood by the door and looked at each other.

(End of this chapter)