Shrouding the Heavens

The ancient and humongous tea of ​​the mountain long stock rushed to the face, Ye Fan and they felt like they had come to the ancient times and returned to the wild land.

In the distance, I do not know the mountains of tens of thousands of texts, towering towering, old trees covering the sun, there are inexplicable creatures. When it gets closer, the eagle roars into the sky, the beast roars the river and mountain, looks like thunder, thunders and ears, terrifying.

They do not know where they are, they look around, it is a brand new environment, like leaving the earth and entering a primitive world.

"Where have we come?" The Sanskrit authority panted a little. He was not a monk. He didn't even activate the Sea of ​​Bitterness. He was just a little more powerful than usual.

"Most of us are close to Lingshan, and maybe we can see the ancient Bodhisattva and the victorious Buddhas in the heavens." One teacher said.

An ancient road is at their feet. This is the only thing that makes them feel at ease. By this way, they can see some Buddhist traces on the road every time.

Even some ancient Sanskrit characters were engraved by powerful people, blooming brilliantly, condensing the rhythm of Taoism, and meditation to appreciate the Taoism in it.

Ye Fan was very calm. There was nothing to say. Several masters had different points. They were all extremely excited and seriously observed, hoping to realize the Buddha.

In order to speed up the movement, they wanted to perform the technique and increase the process, but this is not right now, the ancient road is blurred and will disappear.

"Looking for Lingshan requires worshipping with piety, otherwise we can never be approached, we can only move forward step by step." Shimoti said, chanting the Buddha's number, asking the Buddha for forgiveness.

Ye Fan frowned. Is there really an ancient Buddha and an ancient Bodhisattva in front of him? Once they walked on foot, the ancient road appeared spontaneously, which was very weird.

"This is a huge place where the unpredictable Lingshan Mountain is really extraordinary!" Finally, after going out for a long time, he observed signs, and inexplicable patterns were running.

After walking for more than a hundred miles, there was a ruined place in front of the ancient road. There was a ruin next to it, bursts of crying, and it made people goose bumps, very emaciated.

A temple has become a desolate place, with broken walls and overgrown weeds. The Buddha's nature is lost here, and only a few gusts of turmoil are rushing towards us.

Weeping more and more, approaching thunder and lightning, he blinked and flew over like a ghost.

However, the little stone Buddha in Ye Fan's hands was blooming, and the evil shadow didn't dare to get too close. Suddenly haunting Siye, it was incredible.

Shimoti and the two old monks and the four guru changed their colors, which is much faster than them. It is not what they can fight. Fortunately, Ye Fan ’s expression did not change, and his face calmed them down. Just rest assured.

"Wow!"

A cry like a baby burst into their ear canals, and a gray shadow finally appeared. This is an old monk, wearing a gray monk's robe, with a strong body, black air, a fierce face, and red eyes.

And there are some fine scales on his face, and the bright red like blood spreads all over the body such as the neck and arms, which is a bit fierce, unlike human beings.

"Why did you do such a bad thing, this teacher?" The ancient Sanskrit authority asked. He had not really stepped into the practice world, and he could not see the depth of this person.

"This man has lost all his buddha nature, he has long lost his true self, and now there is only a bad thought supporting the flesh, or he is already dead." An old monk said.

"It's a pity that this person is so tall, why are you lost here?" One guru wondered.

"Are you looking for Lingshan too, I hate ..." This old monk with red eyes was sensational, black and energetic, like a ghost, and said in a sad voice: "One heart to the Buddha, but the Spirit Mountain is not seen. What's the point? "

Everyone understood at once that he had such a demon body with endless grievances.

"Buddhas are dead, what else are you looking for, the illusory Spirit Mountain, what about going up, I'll save you." The old gray-clothed monk was crying with blood and rushing over.

People sighed in their hearts that this person respected the Buddha's life, but in the end it was empty, and died on the way to seek the Buddha, which turned into endless resentment, gathering and perseverance.

He raised his hand, and one of them appeared, as one side of the purple-gold skydome fell down, shining everyone under it, covering the sky, digging up the ancient roads under his feet, the ground in Shino collapsed, the wind blew, and the big trees were uprooted.

Several guru changed their color, which is far more powerful than them, and they were not frightened at all. If Ye Fan was not here, they believed that this blow would make everyone ash.

"Ding"

Ye Fan raised his hand a little, a golden finger pressed against the bowl, easily penetrated and cracked, and a broken light appeared in the sky. This demonized old monk-flew out loudly and crashed into Piece of ancient temple.

"Hui ..." shouted sternly, the old monk's face was rueful, fangs were born in his mouth, blood was dripping from his eyes, and he roared and rushed over again.

Ye Fan raised his hand and pressed it forward, like a golden golden millstone, and pressed it to the ground and couldn't move it. This is the manifestation of great magical power.

Beside, several guru are all shocked, in their view, this is an indescribable magic face, but it is easily suppressed by this.

Ye Fan sighed softly, and did not crush his crushed body. In a certain sense, this is a pitiful person. He believes in life, but in the end it is empty, and his death is the only one. Resentment does not go away.

"Please let us see him off." Shimoti couldn't bear it and stepped forward to salute his hands.

Ye Fan nodded and said nothing. Several masters stepped forward, all sitting next to the demon monk, chanting the scriptures, trying to get rid of the evil spirit, and sent him to life.

"Nanwu Amiduo Po Ye, Dota Gado Ye, Do Du Ye Ye He, Amiduo Po ..."

Not long after, the old monk who was pressed by Ye Fan under the golden master emptied himself, his **** scales disappeared, and the look on his face gradually became peaceful.

Eventually, Ye Fan raised his hand, and the old monk turned into a holy light and sat up, chanting Nanwu Amitabha, and disappeared as a rain of light, dispelling his resentment.

"My generation of monks are too respectful of the Buddha, so obsessed that they are too deep to see the true Buddha. So this is the end ..." ... It's not his fault. "A guru Hesh silently recited the scriptures.

They continued on the road. The ancient road leading to Lingshan was so dry along the way. When they came down all the way, there were no fewer than hundreds of them.

This has to be sighed by those who worship the Buddha to find here, but they can only die halfway, not close to Lingshan, it is really sad.

Suddenly, the ancient road was broken, and a dark abyss was lying in front of it, blocking the way, and the road leading to Lingshan was still vaguely visible on the opposite side.

"Is this a test of Yihe?" Ye Fan asked.

"No, it's because I didn't wait for all the ciphers I got from my predecessors to have a broken circuit, and now it seems that I can only cross the past to connect the broken circuit." An old monk said.

In this process, Ye Fan always meditated on the mantra and blessed the small stone Buddha with his own strength, so that there was an ancient road that did not spread forward, and was finally blocked at this time. "Okay, let's cross over." Ye Fan wanted to go into the Lingshan Dojo to take a look. The job fluctuated no less than Xumi Mountain, and there must be a terrifying ancient dojo.

"Uh……"

Suddenly, a cry of sternness came, and the dark mist of the abyss was so violent, there was a ghost crying, with demons and ghosts, struggling inside, trying to rush out.

"This is Chaos Demon Abyss, but many demons of the various roads suppressed and cut off before Sakyamuni's enlightenment are filled into this abyss." Xi Moti exclaimed.

This abyss can't fly over, condensing the murderousness of countless demons, and turned into a killing field, only by crossing the past step by step by oneself.

"Really, I also have a look at what the demon slashed by Shuka Buddha looks like." Ye Fandao said, he shone a few people in the golden light, and walked over the abyss, stepping on the evil one after another. Walk by spirit.

Swarm of demons!

Countless monsters and demons are all resented by resentment. Although they are no longer viable, they are also terrifying and crying and rushing.

"Sunburn ..."

Ye Fan had thunder and lightning roaring outside, and the golden sanctuary propped up. He crossed the **** like a **** and walked above, and in the process he really saw several powerful characters.

"boom"

A leader-level demon spirit was turned into a black light by his finger, turned into nothingness, and shocked an evil spirit, and then when a huge white skeleton appeared, the whole chaotic abyss suddenly boiled.

"The demon with bones!"

Ye Fan's eyes were exquisite. This was so rare. His strength was extremely strong. His bones were hard to hit him without breaking, and he fought against him.

He was lightning fast, leaping from dragon to tiger, beating the snake from the ape, striking out a heavy hand, and hitting a total of eighteen blows, with a bang, shattering the snow-white bone.

Next to it, several Indian monks were shocked, and for a long time one of them said: "If I am not mistaken for the Throne of the Seal of India, this bone is a protector of my Buddhist door. Crushed like this! "

They don't understand that the Buddhist protector is an indestructible body, and it will not hurt his body even if he dies. How powerful is this young man in front of him? Flesh Buddha!

Chao Mo Yuan is really a dangerous place. From time to time, demons and ghosts rushed out. They were bound here. They wanted to be buried by the resistance, and it was difficult for ordinary people to pass through.

Several gurus know that in this world, many people have to die, and it is impossible to break through. The evil spirits in the world were all formed after the death of the ancient supernatural powers.

However, Ye Fan's combat power was staggering. Although he had encountered several fierce battles, he was victorious and killed all the way.

The strength he showed seemed to be close to the gods in several people, and he kept suppressing demons from all walks of life. No one could stop him.

Eventually, Ye Fan killed Chaos Demon Abyss, successfully embarked on a broken circuit, and moved on again.

"boom"

Xiao Tao soared into the sky, hitting the sky, a vast area. This is a vast sea, which stopped their way, the sound of waves bursting, deafening, making people wonder in their dreams.

I don't know how many miles I went out. They came to such a place. The ancient road was blocked, and there was an endless ocean in front of me.

"How is this possible, are we out of the Tibetan area?" The ancient Sanskrit authority stayed.

"This is a bitter sea. If you want to get close to Lingshan, you need to spend it. This may be the real earth. What we see on weekdays may only be part of it." An old monk said.

"The bitter sea is boundless. If we turn back to the shore, shall we cross?" Said another old monk.

"Don't look back without seeing Lingshan." Ye Fan whispered.

Several people have seen his great magical powers, and seeing him speak like this naturally represents their common decision, and they must definitely move on.

Ye Fan stretched his hand a little, and a copper warship appeared in the void, so that several people boarded, slowly paddling through the endless bitter sea and advancing towards the other shore.

"poison.

The stormy waves swept the shore, and the raging waves washed the sky. The black ocean was frightening. Every surging was like turning the world over, and there were creatures in the sea, who roared.

They were taken aback by the Yingying Scriptures. After hundreds of miles of travel, dense bones and claws protruded from the sea, and even more terrible demons rushed to the warships in the sky. It is much more horrible than Chaos Demon Abyss, among which there are non-contemplative evil spirits, with a breath of heaven!

Ye Fan took out a copper lamp, faced with ghosts, refused to sit on the bow, and taught the calm and calm, all the demons and ghosts disappeared, and no longer made waves.

This is the bronze lamp taken from the ancient stars, which was left by Shakyamuni to suppress the rebellion and become a holy sacred ghost. It is a strange treasure, burning the fat of ancient saints.

Everyone was amazed that this bitter sea is absolutely terrifying. If it is normal, I am afraid that even the golden Luohan will come down. I never thought that because of the existence of a copper lamp, the next thing was smooth sailing.

The black bitter sea was turbulent, and there was no more crisis. However, it was felt that there was a terrifying demon swimming under the sea surface, peeking at the top from time to time, but they dared not approach.

This copper lamp has a long blue light and a lifelike shape. The person is close to the road, the face is ghostly, the tongue is the wick, the flame is beating, and the ancient charms are burned out, which surrounds the entire copper ship.

Moreover, a dry little old man appeared, crouching on the bow of the boat, smiling strangely at several people, the inexplicable demons, so that several guru from India came out for a while.

Ye Fan has not seen him for the first time, so his appearance has not changed. I have to say that this copper lamp has divine power and can suppress all evil spirits.

Nine days passed, and no demon jumped out on the way, and even the whole bitter sea calmed down and was deterred by it.

Nine days later, they landed on the other side, and then looked forward, a huge Yueji dumped into the clouds, vast and magnificent.

"Lingshan, we are almost at the ancient Lingshan Dojo!" Several old monks were very excited.

Ye Fan didn't say a word, he felt the martial arts, the Holy King made the holy king, and the night will kill the God Seal, the throne. Dazhou royal family martial Qiankun will kill the **** Immortal throne in the night to seek the devil Ao Nine Chongtian strongest abandon the young The fluctuation of Buddha's nature is ups and downs, he knows the darkness ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ really close to the legendary Lingshan.

"Huh, that's ..."

One day later, they walked through one after another, and a little light came in front of them, and the glory of divinity diffused.

Ye Fan was also shocked. He became a celestial eye, he could naturally see farther, and had already seen the wonders on the horizon.

The goddess is flying, turning into a rain of light, brilliant and brilliant.

There, there was an ancient Bodhi tree, with a branch mad like a dragon, spreading in all directions, the leaves were lush and green, and there were fluctuations in the road.

Under the ancient tree, a middle-aged man in his thirties sat cross-legged, immaculately stained, his body imprinted in the void, and blended with the avenue, as if he were born in the next three times in space and time.

"Buddha Buddha Shakyamuni!" After seeing it clearly, Xi Moti and others suddenly grew their heads, almost exploded, and all bowed down as soon as possible.

Ye Fan was also surprised for a while. This person's appearance is really special. It looks exactly like the Buddha in the temple. At this time, he blends with the Avenue!