Covering the sky: At the beginning, the emperor invited me to become a fairy

Break free from the mud and regain control of your physical body.

This feeling is naturally an indescribable beauty.

It's a pity that in Ye Fan's mind, the weird and evil black mist still exists, and it is accompanied by a strong ominous atmosphere.

Suspected to have been suppressed by Sakyamuni himself and sealed away for more than two thousand years, the evil spirit is now living in the place where his eyebrows are located.

The danger of the evil ghost is unquestionable, and his power is also self-evident.

At least, Ye Fan, who has only opened up a sea of ​​suffering, is by no means able to resist.

This is also the biggest reason why the evil spirits relaxed their vigilance and dared to return their bodies to Ye Fan.

He knew everything about Ye Fan like the back of his hand, and the latter was destined to be difficult to cause any disturbances.

However, even in such a dangerous situation, Ye Fan did not fall into despair, but began to think more calmly.

Since the evil spirits can be suppressed by Sakyamuni himself, their predecessor must be a great existence, even if their cultivation level is not comparable to that of the Buddha, it is definitely not comparable to the monks on the contemporary earth. The legendary saint!

There is no doubt that this evil spirit is a living fossil-like existence. Even though its current cultivation has been almost wiped out, its vision and background are still there, which is absolutely extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan immediately calmed down and looked inside the sea of ​​wheels.

I saw that the golden sea of ​​bitterness was far beyond the previous ones, and it was indeed vast and boundless. Accompanied by lightning, thunder and thunder, the stormy sea undulated.

I never thought that Ye Fan was going to explode the source stone himself, but in the end he fulfilled himself, which is really good fortune.

"Leaves come!"

Just when many thoughts were fluctuating in Ye Fan's mind, Pang Bo's shout not far away woke him up.

Hearing the sound, Ye Fan temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his mind, and immediately took a step forward, stepping into the area where the Great Leiyin Temple is located.

In fact, Ye Fan's gaze was like a torch, and he had already waited and watched. Apart from a stone Buddha and a bright bronze ancient lamp, there was nothing else in the ancient temple.

Of course, it is even less likely that there is a Buddha that everyone is thinking about.

However, although the crowd did not see the Buddha, they also found some broken objects in the thick dust. There were many mysterious and complicated lines on them, like words and meaningless scratches.

Because Ye Fan had shown his understanding of Chinese myths and legends and Zhong Dingwen just now, Pang Bo, Zhou Yi and others looked at Ye Fan expectantly, hoping that he could figure out the origin of these things.

"Give!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Pang Bo threw the most mysterious and complete ancient bronze lamp in his hand to Ye Fan.

The ancient lamp is miraculous, with a clear and clean glow, and it is spotless.

Ye Fan pretended to turn around a few times, and said with a smile:
"Well, the copper lamp that Sakyamuni wiped with his own hands in the past can be sold for a good price."

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but smile, and their tense nerves relaxed a little.

It's a pity that even Ye Fan, who is a monk, can't see the origin of these Buddhist artifacts in front of him. I think it's because of the great gap in realm.

Seeing Ye Fan shaking his head, although Wang Ziwen, Lin Jia and others were disappointed, they were helpless.

"These artifacts are miraculous, everyone should search carefully and keep them for self-defense."

Under Zhou Yi's mobilization, everyone mustered their energy again to explore the dilapidated ancient temple that had accumulated a thick layer of dust.

Ye Fan saw that someone even made their minds on the plaque of "Da Leiyin Temple" and the stone Buddha in the ancient temple.

Thinking that he didn't have a decent Buddha body protection, Ye Fan couldn't help itching, and was about to step forward to join the ranks of the crowd.

"Hmph! The things on the ground are just vulgar things. If you leave the barrier of the old bald donkey, you will definitely not be able to withstand the erosion of time!"

Suddenly, in Ye Fan's mind, the evil ghost's sincerely disdainful words came.

Ye Fan was quite surprised that the evil spirit opened his mouth.

He originally thought that the evil ghost should be the type of few words, but now that he thinks about it, he seems to be a bit talkative.

At the same time, Ye Fan's mind turned, and he keenly caught the key words in the evil ghost's words, and asked:
"Could it be that under the Great Leiyin Temple is your prison?"

Regarding Ye Fan's guess, the evil ghost was noncommittal, and only said sadly:

"In the [-]th floor of hell, there are indeed many 'good things'. Why, do you want me to show you the way?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan shook his head decisively.

Just kidding, even this old ghost is going to desperately escape from the place, he doesn't think his life will last long.

Moreover, the [-] floors of hell don't sound like there's only one prisoner being imprisoned...

"However, there is indeed something extraordinary here. I don't know, do you have that kind of wisdom?"

The evil ghost's teasing tone made Ye Fan's heart skip a beat.

Standing in the main hall of the ancient temple, he didn't rush to search for the Buddha treasure, but seriously thought about the evil ghost's words.

Not long after, Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly, and he smiled knowingly.

He did the opposite, instead of going to search for the ancient temple with his classmates, he walked straight towards the door instead.

"Yes, you are not stupid."

In the words of the evil ghost, there was a rare trace of praise.

Ye Fan's special physical body is undoubtedly the most suitable carrier for him at present.

And if Ye Fan can practice to a higher level, the hope of the evil spirit's recovery will be greater.

Of course, in this process, the intrigue between the two is naturally inevitable.

In fact, the evil spirit is not as powerful as Ye Fan imagined.

More than 2000 years ago, he was unwilling to accept his fate and died, and paid a huge price to escape from a certain Jedi.

Unfortunately, he ran into Sakyamuni, was arrested on the spot, and was suppressed under the Great Leiyin Temple.

And he is not even a complete living body, and even his memory is obviously missing.

But even so, this evil spirit still made Sakyamuni fearful, he only dared to suppress it, but he didn't dare to get rid of it, for fear of contaminating the great cause and effect.

In the end, Ye Fan dug out a bodhi seed with a natural figure of the Buddha's way out of the soil under the bodhi tree.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, the evil ghost's cold snort came from Ye Fan's mind, which seemed to be full of resentment and many complicated and inexplicable mood swings.

Ye Fan looked thoughtful, and immediately took the opportunity to ask:
"Who left this bodhi seed?"

"Sakyamuni."

The evil ghost seemed unwilling to mention this name more, but even if it was only a short four characters, it still made Ye Fan feel excited.

It really is this sage!
Although there were a lot of speculations before, they were not as good as the evil ghost's own confession.

And Sakyamuni himself was able to take action to suppress it, and even left behind a big Leiyin Temple, this old ghost really should not be underestimated.

Could it be that it was Monkey King! ?
Such a wild idea appeared in Ye Fan's mind for a moment, and was immediately rejected by himself.

"You boy!"

The evil spirit in his mind naturally knew what Ye Fan was thinking.

Knowing that the person mistakenly believed that his real body was a monkey, Ye Fan's sea of ​​consciousness was almost overturned.

It was hard to appease the black mist in his mind, and the evil ghost trembled violently again before it stopped for a long time.

The immense power in the dark almost made Ye Fan's physical body unable to bear the pressure, and it might burst apart at any time.

At the same time, the solemn voice of the evil ghost sounded:
"The breath of Shakyamuni."

Hearing this, even Ye Fan couldn't help being shocked.

Immediately afterwards, the person looked in the direction where the evil spirit had induced, but found nothing.

However, soon, not only Ye Fan, but also everyone in the Daleiyin Temple had a feeling, and they all came outside the ancient temple and looked into the distance.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

I saw that at the end of the desolate and boundless world, a blurry figure manifested, walking slowly.

Accompanied by the majestic and majestic sound, the void and the universe shook violently.

Some kind of sacred and peaceful fluctuations spread out, full of Buddha spirit, causing the dilapidated Daleiyin Temple in front of you to radiate a faint Buddha light.

However, although this kind of power was astonishing, the feeling it brought to Ye Fan in the dark was far inferior to the evil ghost just now, and even inferior to Duan De before.

Therefore, Ye Fan did not believe that the person who came was Shakyamuni himself.

Combined with what the evil ghost said just now, it must be someone related to Sakyamuni.

Just when Ye Fan and the others were full of thoughts, the figure far away in the sky seemed to have used the magical power of shrinking the ground into an inch according to the legend, and within a short time, he came to the crowd.

It was a young monk who looked no more than ten years old. He was wearing a white monk's robe and holding a black iron Zen stick.

Although the top of his head is bald, he can definitely be regarded as handsome and rich like jade.

"I have seen you benefactors."

Everyone rode the Kowloon coffin and came to Yinghuo. Not only did they see the legendary Daleiyin Temple, but now they also met such a living little monk. It was really like a dream.

When everyone was stunned, the young monk's eyes turned to Ye Fan and Pang Bo, with a thoughtful expression.

Seeing this, Ye Fan took the initiative to step forward and asked with a smile:

"Dare to ask the Master's Dharma name."

"Golden Cicada."

Following the peaceful and indifferent voice of the little monk, the place was instantly silent, completely silent.

The two changes are over.

Tomorrow there will still be a change at around 20:23 and 50:[-].

Finally, thank you again for your support!