Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

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Since the birth of Sun Wukong, the colorful stone fragments left nearby have long lost their original essence.

Only a field of light black gravel is left.

The surface of the stone is uneven.

Jiang Han picked up a piece of gravel from the ground, held it in his hand and rubbed it gently.

It seemed that as long as he exerted a little force, the stone in his hand would be broken into gravel like tofu.

“Detection”

“Detecting target!”

“Testing completed!”

【Five-colored fairy stone, innate stone, refined by Nuwa, used to mend the sky, creatures in the stone, essence gone, rewards available: None]

Jiang Han listened to the monitoring results reported by the system and fell into deep thought.

He always had a question in his mind, that is.

Did the five-colored fairy stone have spirits first, and then was baptized by the essence of heaven and earth before the creatures were born.

Or was it the fairy stone that produced spiritual wisdom after absorbing a large amount of essence of heaven and earth, and finally gave birth to a strange creature like Sun Wukong.

Both results can be arranged by humans.

So what is the purpose of setting up such a bureau?

And the one who made such a big bureau, from the current point of view, is most likely Nuwa.

Only saints can barely deploy such a huge bureau.

The span of time can be said to have gone through countless Yuanhui.

It is also possible that I think too deeply, and it is very likely that everything is just a coincidence.

Fate and fate, where will all living beings go, who knows, who can tell the magic of life clearly!

Suddenly, a somewhat vicissitudes of life came from not far away.

Jiang Han looked in the direction of the voice.

He saw a middle-aged Taoist priest in a green robe, holding a whisk, walking slowly towards him.

A few strands of green beard on his chin fluttered in the wind.

His face was as delicate as a baby, and his Taoist aura was natural.

He walked in such harmony, as if he was one with the world.

Jiang Han’s heart couldn’t help but feel cold. He had never met such a person before. He could get within five hundred feet of him without him feeling anything.

And this middle-aged Taoist priest did it. To be able to do this, at least a quasi-saint must have the cultivation.

Who are you?

Jiang Han’s heart tightened and he couldn’t help but be alert.

If he hadn’t sensed the murderous aura from the other party, he would have taken action long ago.

Young man, don’t be nervous, the old Taoist priest is just a passerby!

The middle-aged Taoist priest walked slowly, but it seemed so slow that it seemed fast. In a blink of an eye, he was already within ten feet of Jiang Han.

It was as if the earth had been shrunk into an inch.

Jiang Han compared this old Taoist priest with some characters in the world of Journey to the West in his mind.

He found that there was no person or character related to this person in his mind.

What he could conclude was that this person was definitely not Taishang Laojun or Zhenyuan.

You are Bodhi Patriarch!

Suddenly, Jiang Han had an idea.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Jiang Han with some surprise, and smiled gently: Young man, you are not simple!

After that, he neither admitted nor denied.

But Jiang Han could be sure that this person was Bodhi Patriarch.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the place where Sun Wukong was born, and was stunned.

The light in his eyes was jumping, and there were fluctuations in magic power from time to time.

Although the fluctuation of the power of the law was very small, Jiang Han still clearly noticed it.

Shao Yan, the Taoist stroked his chin beard and sighed softly. The road is vast, and different paths lead to the same destination. At the end, who is the chess player and who is the chess piece? It is hard to say!

These words seemed to be said to Jiang Han, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

Patriarch, what did you see?

Jiang Han took a few steps closer and asked.

I am just a useless Taoist, what can I see! But I can see that you have a conflict with Buddhism. I am afraid that you have been in trouble recently. Take care, young man.

After the Taoist finished speaking, a green light flashed on his body and he floated away.

Interesting, Bodhi Patriarch should know something, but I don’t know why he didn’t get involved! Now he reminds me again.

Jiang Han looked into the sky, cold stars flashed in his eyes. Time passed quickly, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

The Three Realms announced a major event.

Tang Xuanzang, the holy monk from the East, will go to the West to seek scriptures and seek the truth.

For a time, Xuanzang’s name was famous in the Three Realms and was unparalleled.

In the world of demons, immortals, gods and Buddhas, it was rumored that Tang Xuanzang was a good man who had cultivated for ten lifetimes.

As long as you eat a piece of his meat, you can gain immortality.

Although Jiang Han has been practicing in Huaguo Mountain, he knows everything about the major events happening in the outside world.

After these days of practice, Jiang Han’s cultivation has improved again.

From the original middle stage of Taiyi Xuanxian, he directly stepped into the peak of Taiyi Xuanxian.

It seems that he can enter the realm of Taiyi Jinxian at any time.

Just when he was moved and happy for his cultivation level being improved again.

A group of uninvited guests came to Huaguo Mountain.

They all wore monk robes, cassocks, smooth hair like mirrors, and looked like monks.

Nearly a thousand Taoist monks gathered together, which is really a rare situation.

Wherever they passed, the Buddha’s light shone everywhere, and the auspicious atmosphere was colorful.

The peaceful atmosphere was overwhelming, as if there was no more pain in the world, only bliss.

I wish I could join the Western Heaven Buddha world and achieve the supreme fruit position in the next moment.

Jiang Han jumped out of the cave, rushed to the clouds, and came not far from the group of monks.

I saw that the leader had his chest and belly exposed, holding Buddhist beads and smiling.

There were two dimples on both sides of his cheeks, as if he was born with a smiling face that would never change forever.

Especially with his round belly, it was even more funny.

Maitreya Buddha!

Jiang Han knew who it was when he saw the person coming.

Amitabha, it is me, the Buddha, who wants to invite you to Lingshan Mountain. Please donate.

Maitreya Buddha smiled brightly, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

If someone who didn’t know the inside story saw this scene, he would really think that the two were old friends who hadn’t seen each other for many years.

Just based on these people, you also want to invite me to Lingshan Mountain as a guest. Tathagata is too petty. Jiang Han smiled coldly, and murderous aura naturally surged out.

Suddenly, a cold hurricane blew up in the sky, and the world seemed to have entered winter from summer.

Donor, you have a lot of murderous aura. Alas, since the donor is unwilling, I can only offend you. I hope you can show me mercy!

Maitreya Buddha always keeps a smile, which has not changed for a thousand years.

After speaking, he smiled warmly and formed a great array to subdue demons!

The many Arhats behind him turned into golden light one by one after hearing the words.

Tuantuan saw Jiang Han surrounded by the core, whispering and singing Sanskrit.

Suddenly, Buddhist music rose up to the sky.

Jiang Han scanned with his spiritual sense and confirmed that there were only these people nearby, so he said no more.

The cultivation of these Arhats is not low, the lowest one is at the Golden Immortal Realm.

Some are even at the peak of Taiyi Xuanxian Realm, which is equivalent to Jiang Han’s current realm.

And the cultivation of Maitreya Buddha in the distance has even surpassed the peak of Taiyi Jinxian Realm.

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