Lord, I am such a good person.

I don’t know if it was because he couldn’t resist the so-called [Qingyang Old Buddha Candle] or because he couldn’t hear the classics he had always dreamed of,

the Buddha’s voice at this moment was shrill and desperate.

“Hey, you finally stopped calling me young? I was wondering, how come you don’t remember our first meeting after you got your memory back?”

In the distance,

a drop of blood suddenly flew up from the ground, and then the blood mist in the air flew quickly towards the drop of blood.

"Gurgle~"

Soon,

As this drop of blood continued to surge, Shi Ran's body slowly appeared,

"The first level of body forging gained the magical power of [Eyes in Dark Blue] because of the demon body, and the second level of Qi refining gained the magical power of [Blood Drop Rebirth] because of the [Killing Arhat Sutra].

They are all top-level magical powers, and I am lucky because I still have this demon body, so this magical power of [Blood Drop Rebirth] can be used twice in a short period of time."

Looking proudly at the huge green candle in the distance, Shi Ran grinned palely.

"Haha, you're still alive? Okay, okay, please recite the sutras, please recite the sutras, okay?"

After discovering that Shi Ran had reappeared, the wax body that had been silent started to riot again.

"Good fellow, it really is worthy of being a five-level golden body. I spent all my gains to exchange for a one-time treasure, but it can't completely restrict it.

Bah, did the system deduct it in the middle? I remember that the requirement for my exchange was to be able to deal with the five-level golden body?"

However, unlike the previous irritability, at this moment, the Buddha seemed to have experienced the feeling of losing and regaining, and his tone was full of a hint of begging.

"Hey~"

Looking at the face that appeared on the green wax body, Shi Ran's mind suddenly appeared the scene of the first time he saw the old monk.

"Hehe, I still remember that the old guy lied to me that he ran into me because he got up early for morning exercise. What a pity."

Shaking his head and laughing, Shi Ran took a deep breath,

The moment he sat cross-legged, a blood-red lotus flower appeared under him,

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva When practicing deep Prajnaparamita...”

He suddenly recited a scripture,

The next moment,

I saw the blue candle in the distance suddenly freeze,

The face on the candle was full of excitement, and then the countless tentacles that passed through the bright sun quickly turned into a pair of clasped flesh palms in front of the wax body,

"The true scripture, this, this is the supreme true scripture~"

The lips trembled, and then a large string of wax beads kept sliding down from the corner of the eye,

"All dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed..."

As the scripture continued to flow,

The face on the blue candle was extremely pious, and even the bright sun was half burned without any feeling,

"The heart is free of worries, and there is no worry, so There is no fear..."

At this moment, Shi Ran's face was calm and calm, and the blood-colored lotus under his body slowly flew up to the sky while spinning.

And as the scriptures continued to be recited from his mouth,

the aura around him began to boil continuously,

a touch of blood began to gather, and then turned into the backlight of the generous and bright light behind Shi Ran's head.

Inexplicably,

it seemed that a blood-robed Arhat slowly appeared between heaven and earth,

half happy, half angry.

………

“Bodhi Svaha.”

As the last sentence of the scripture fell, Shi Ran slowly opened his eyes and looked at the blue old candle in the distance that was about to burn out.

“May I ask the master, what is the name of this sutra?”

It seemed that he didn’t care about his imminent dissipation at all. The face on the last bit of wax was full of joy.

“Amitabha, the name of this sutra is [Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita]”

At this moment, there seemed to be no hideous and terrifying old Buddha who could eat people in the field. There was only a seeker who did not regret even though he died nine times.

“Thank you, Master!”

In the last ray of the sun’s afterglow, Shi Ran seemed to see the Buddha transformed into an old monk again, and bowed to him with a smile.

"Amitabha, good, good~"

He also stood up and saluted in return. Shi Ran looked solemn, looking up at the place still burning in the distance and gradually lost in thought.

"Although the mantis finally turned into a yellow bird and I won, you are a true seeker of truth. Compared with you, I am just a lucky man."

Sighing, Shi Ran just raised his feet,

"Young man!"

The next moment,

I heard a familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears,

"Fuck~"

Shi Ran's scalp exploded instantly, and then he frantically urged all his magic power,

"Shua~"

The figure immediately appeared in the distance, and then the demon body soared into the sky, like a swimming dragon, protecting Shi Ran tightly in the center,

"Eh? Young man, is it Me~"

It was not until then that Shi Ran could see clearly,

It turned out that a hazy light and shadow appeared where the Qingyang candle was completely burned out.

This light and shadow was not high, and it looked less than half a meter.

"Old monk?"

"Hehe, young man, it's me~"

The light and shadow seemed very happy, and raised his hand and waved at Shi Ran.

"Old monk, what's going on with you?"

Although it looked like the old monk in his memory, and he didn't feel any dangerous aura, Shi Ran was still cautious and alert.

"Oh, I don't know what's going on. It's that I didn't seem to eat me, but threw me out in the end."

The light and shadow seemed a little confused, touching his head with a puzzled look.

"This state seems to be the Yuanshen?"

However, just as Shi Ran was struggling over whether to go over and touch it, the old monk's voice sounded again,

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