Shrouding the Heavens

See Luke all over the road!

This was beyond everyone's expectations. Even Ye Fan was shocked by the excitement of several old monks, extremely pious, chanting the Buddha's number, and touching the ground with his head.

The fallen flowers are colorful, and the gleaming crystal flowers are rustling, but the world is more peaceful. An ancient Bodhi tree takes root. A dusty man sits under the tree, blends with everything, and lives with the road Off

He closed his eyes, and Yingcan's flowers fell on him.

If a person's throne is the same as the Buddha in the temple, it is undoubtedly awe-inspiring.

Shimoti and others percussed them with great excitement to see Shakyamuni, even if he was to die immediately, there was no regret in his heart

This is the great wish of our lives for the purpose of seeing the real Buddha, and perceiving them as if they were on the ancient road leading to Lingshan, their wish came true, and witnessed the Buddha's posture with their own eyes.

Quasi-Emperor Shakyamuni!

Ye Fan was also trembling in his heart. This is a character who only appeared in legend, but now he really saw what he expected.

Qijia is an ancient person who was 2,500 years ago. He has a great view of the Brahman teachings of the Vedas.

The guru of India took a step forward and murmured in the mouth of the falling flowers, gradually reaching the ancient Bodhi tree.

Ye Fan also moved forward, did not bow down, but looked at the quasi-emperor and Fan's temperament under the tree for a moment, making people follow all the troubles in the world.

"when"…"

The Brahma Bells in the distant mountains are separated by tens of hundreds of miles.

The ancient temple clock in the deep mountain, the Buddha under the bodhi tree, all this is like a dream, there is no dust here, Shakyamuni is motionless, and can't speak the law but spread the world.

"You ride late, Lingshan is closed, and the world can only be reproduced unless the sea is dry." A wave of waves passed, and the closed figure of the bodhi tree whispered like a dialogue with them across time and space.

"Buddha!" ​​Shimoti waited for the mountain to chant, and they heard the true Buddha talking to them, and they were so excited that they couldn't help it.

"Why are we holding the sacred object that opened the ancient Lingshan Road late?" Ye Fan stood not far from the bodhi tree and asked for advice.

"Lingshan has withered, it is difficult to show that there are holy things in this world, but there is no secret word, and it is impossible to open the way." He looks extraordinary.

Ye Fan wondered, is this really Shakyamuni? Has he already crossed the sky and entered the depths of the starry sky? How could he see him here?

At that time, he had seen the back of Wu Shi Emperor in the Purple Mountain. At first, he thought it was true, but now it is just the shadow that was branded many years ago.

Is it the same with what you see? But why can I talk to them and blend with the heaven and earth avenue, there is a worldly atmosphere that suppresses the ancient world

"Lingshan Road is at the end, and back is the shore." Under the ancient Bodhi tree, this vulgar middle-aged man whispered, his eyes were still closed, and the look was peaceful and tranquil.

Shimoti and others led the way back, but Ye Fan did not move, because at this time he saw the green ancient Bodhi tree petrified, and even the man under the tree became a statue.

The falling flowers fall into stone flowers, and the fluctuation of life disappears. What you see becomes a stone sculpture. It is very different from the previous one. This is the power of Dharma.

Ye Fan was relieved that Shakyamuni had gone down the ancient road of the starry sky. He couldn't be on the earth anymore. All this was brought about by the old forces.

Moreover, if they are really a quasi-emperor, they may not be able to approach their physical bodies so close, the roads blend, and all things fit together. What they see is only the law of the past rather than the body of today.

"This is" "Several old monks from India shivered.

They thought of a legend that the Buddha had ten disciples. Before his true body left, ten people had worked together to shape the Buddha ’s body on the Lingshan Road.

This should be done by the top ten disciples of the Buddha. This incarnation of Shakya can show that part of his supernatural powers are not considered to be false, so it can also be inferred that Lingshan is near, not far in front.

However, Shimoti and others stopped and did not want to go any further, they did not dare to violate the law of Sakyamuni.

"Lingshan is in sight, don't you want to go in, even if you don't see success, why don't you go and watch it?" Ye Fan said.

"Sinful," several gurues folded their hands together, and at the same time persuaded Ye Fan not to leave, just turned around.

Ye Fan ignored the petrified Bodhi and Feng Jiamoni, and continued to walk forward. Several old monks were stunned, all staring blankly on the spot.

The ancient road meanders and travels for a few more miles, and finally it is completely broken. A vast mountain looming in front is at the end of the world

There's nothing angry there, only a vast wave of Buddha-like fluctuations in the mountains without life, not even a Swiss animal and avian.

Ye Fan opened his eyes, but it was still blurry. The vast Lingshan Mountain could not be seen clearly, only the quiet mountain ancient temple was full of silence.

Obviously, there are only tens of miles apart in front of my eyes, how can I say that Lingshan is closed? He thought about it and strode forward, even if there was no way, he wanted to move forward and open up his own way

However, as soon as he took the first step, he immediately saw chaos and turbulence, and Lingshan became more and more faint, as if he heard the sound of the ancient Buddhas chanting.

Ye Fan kept on moving forward but there was a Buddha ’s lion roaring and passing like a Rohan was reading a mantra, holding down a magic pestle to press him, it was the Buddha ’s light

He whispered, unable to get close to open the golden sanctuary, the sky with a loud bang "Boom" seemed to collapse, and the demonic pestle flew backwards, and he strode forward

In the distance, Shimoti and others were stunned. Was it to fight against the Bodhisattvas and break into the Lingshan Mountain? !

"boom"

At this moment, the mixed nose violently raged in front of the mountain. It seemed to be overwhelming and suffocating.

"Ton!"

Ye Fan shouted and said the mantra of Buddhism. At this time he suffered great coercion, even if it was a holy body, there was a feeling of crushing the bones.

This is the coercion of Lingshan. This is the fluctuation of the vast Buddha power. It is the thought of not knowing how many creatures gathered here in the past. No one can resist it.

The impact of chaotic mist, the eight priests such as Yasha, Ashura, Ganda Po, and Gyaluo emerged. It was also that the Buddha's divine light turned into Ye Fan, and even the ton of phonetic sounds had no such great effect, only smashing the part.

Ye Fan stepped back and suffered great coercion. He believed that another person had already died of crushing his bones, and he could not even support his holy body.

Lingshan, worthy of being the most famous original dojo in ancient times, is inviolable and cannot be approached

This place is guarded by a tremendous array of people, separated by tens of hundreds of miles, and so if you really go forward, there will definitely be a disaster.

Ye Fan looked at the little stone Buddha in his hand, frowned for a while, without secret words, he could not enter this holy relic alone, thinking that there must be something amazing inside, otherwise it would be impossible to guard like this.

He knew it was difficult to get in but wanted to get close to see what happened to Lingshan, why did it happen, a long roar, the golden holy blood boiling in his body, like a large river, rushing into each meridian, bursting into thunder, shaking for nine days. In trembling, with Avenue and Naruto.

Ye Fan covered his entire body, stepped on Xing Yu Jue, propped up all kinds of visions, and killed the past. Finally, he was near. He glanced in a trance, and the old monks sat on the cliff, next to the Buddha platform, and died like a quiet.

Without one grass and one tree, everything is withered, the spiritual springs and pools are withered and there is no vitality, like no one has stepped on since ancient times.

Withered Spirit Mountain!

This is the truth, the ancient temple stands upright, and the temple is in a film, but there is no one, no bodhisattva, and no creature in the ancient Buddha is visible.

Silent and silent, you can see a piece of Buddha treasure, a large ancestor, Mengjian is there, there is no living person, death-like tranquility.

The prestige of the mountain, infinite, is more terrifying than a real ancient star, Ye Fan can't come near, and it is shocked by the vast wave of shock and the corner of the mouth overflows with a ray of golden blood.

He did not reluctantly, retreat back, the Lingshan dried up, no wonder closed mountain.

However, what I saw should be only the gate of the mountain. Everything in the depth of Lingshan is very dim. There is an ancient Bodhi tree. The leaves are light, but there are traces that block the main body of Lingshan.

Moreover, at this time, the large mountains were blurred, and the main body of Lingshan disappeared. This scenario was irreversible, and Ye Fan blessed the small stone Buddha in his hands with mana.

"boom"

In the end, a huge wave rushed, he was shocked for more than ten miles, and everything was gone

The sky is blue, like a blue crystal, and a few white clouds float over it, making people feel so close to the sky, like it can be touched by jumping, the air is fresh and unusual

Ye Fanzheng, he stood in the mysterious ancient road of the vast and unpredictable Lingshan Mountain in the Tibetan area, which was a smoke cloud.

A few miles away, a group of monks in India were also amazed at why they suddenly flew into a familiar world, and the ancient road disappeared.

Ye Fan drove to the front of them, and then looked around. Tibet has high altitudes and mountains, but it cannot be compared with those just now.

"Where is it hidden, is that ancient road and Lingshan all in the Tibetan area?" This is the same question among all of them.

Ye Fan asked them to wait here, he turned into a lightning flying in the sky and released a powerful consciousness, swept through every inch of the land, and looked for it carefully, but he still found nothing.

Finally, he flew thousands of miles, landed on a majestic mountain range, and felt the martial arts. The Holy King made the sacred king to kill the **** seal at night. Throne Devil Ao Nine Heavens Strongest Abandon Shaozhou Zhou Royal Martial Universe Qiankun Night Kill God God Seal Throne Qiu De Aoshi Nine Heavens Strongest Abandon Young Da Zhou Imperial Clan Gods Kill Night God God Throne Seek Devil Ao Nine Heavens Most The Royal Family of Shao Da Zhou was forced to abandon a vicissitudes, but could not see a trace of magic. This is the towering Kunlun across the Qinghai-Tibet.

Ye Fan was very big for a while, and Lingshan was already mysterious enough. I do n’t know which area is hidden. Kunlun is definitely more extraordinary. It is the first mountain in ancient Chinese mythology. It is the ancestor of all veins. related!

Soon after, Ye Fan returned to the city and another pedestrian returned to India. Before the breakup, several guru met him. When he went back, he would ask others for Lingshan secret language. No matter whether he had gains, he would visit and ask him again.

As soon as Ye Fangang took the ride, he felt that something was wrong. The lawn outside the old villa was filled with potholes. It seemed that he had been struck by lightning and was damaged.

Nothing has changed in this old villa, because he engraved a few simple magic circles, even if it was hit by an impact, it was indestructible, and it was surrounded by a mess. Obviously someone was here to do it.

Liu Komatsu! "

Ye Fan was taken aback and entered the room in a flash, but it was cold and sad ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Nothing.

Where did the purple little thing go? Suddenly he felt cold in his heart, searching in Shino, and released a powerful call of consciousness: ", Komatsu ..."

In the distance, next to the trash can, a dirty little guy leaned out his head timidly, turned into a purple light, and hung on him, trembling.

What's wrong? "Ye Fan's heart is far from being as calm as his words. He took it home and put it on the sand."

Komatsu's leg was injured, limp and scared. However, in order to make Ye Fan smile, he turned around to please, but the trembling pain was innocently smiling.

Ye Fan felt distressed for a while, who actually hurt the purple little guy, he had a killing intention in his heart!

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