A treasure map every day, I dig for treasure and revitalize my family

In the spiritual cultivation area, the golden body slightly opened his eyes, and then closed them again.

He knew everything about the old man of the Sun family.

Extending the life of the old man would not help the Han family much.

The old man was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and was still a long way from the foundation-building stage.

Although now, the spiritual energy on Zhaoyao Island is comparable to the concentration of spiritual energy that can be provided by the third-level lower-grade spiritual vein.

With the old man's talent, it may take decades for the Sun family's skills to break through to the foundation-building stage.

If you want to help, wouldn't you have to sacrifice several annual fruits?

The way of God is affectionate, but it is not promiscuous.

For the sake of public affairs, the golden body will not do this, so he asked the elder to pass on the message on his behalf and reject Sun Quanhua's request.

As for personal feelings.

All the situations of Qingling Island and the four affiliated islands were within his sight and hearing.

Just when Sun Quanhua walked out of the door of the meeting hall, he felt the old man's last wish.

He hoped that Sun Quanhua would not do anything stupid.

The old man's life has been hard enough.

The last great elder of the Sun family died early at the hands of the human-faced golden centipede.

Many affairs were shouldered by the old man.

To say that his realm progress was slow, these complicated affairs may not be without certain reasons.

However, perhaps it was a happy ending after all the hardships.

He saw the crisis resolved, saw the Sun family relocate, the living environment became very good, and safety was guaranteed.

There was even a chance to see Sun Quanhua enter the foundation-building period and the family transformed.

The old man was very satisfied and had no more expectations.

Even the last half of his life, he was sitting in the family and stabilizing the overall situation, which was enough to worry about.

He had no children in his life, and he had already regarded Sun Quanhua as his own.

The only last wish was that Sun Quanhua could accompany him before he died.

The golden body also learned all this through the power of faith provided by the old man, and respected his choice.

However, the golden light entered the conference hall and poured into the old man's body.

The originally weak breathing actually had a trace of strength.

Not long after, Sun Quanhua's figure came to the door of the conference hall again.

The old man opened his eyes miraculously and slowly stretched out his hand to the gate.

Sun Quanhua reached out and held the skinny hand, crying.

The old man finally died in his arms, and the last power of faith slowly flew out from the top of his head.

Floating and swaying, he came to the spiritual land, sank into the top of the golden body and the ancient god tripod.

The golden body's closed eyes trembled slightly, and finally did not open.

He devoted himself to the refining of the relics.

Life and death are the laws of nature, and there is nothing to worry about.

No one likes separation, but life is full of separation.

On the road of cultivation, you must get used to life and death.

The golden body refined the relics and gradually reached the wonderful place.

With his eyes closed, a magical illusion slowly appeared in front of him.

Was he hit?

The golden body looked around. This was a great hall, surrounded by countless cushions and three thousand fruit positions.

But they were all empty, and no one was sitting cross-legged.

On the golden lotus throne in front of him, there was a bright Buddha that seemed to fill the sky and earth, with a solemn appearance.

Seeing the golden body looking at him, he slowly opened his eyes.

A breathtaking force suddenly surged out of his eyes, as if everyone who looked at him would convert and submit.

However, the golden body's eyes were calm. He had made a great wish, but it had not yet been realized, and his mind was unshakable.

It could not be shaken by external forces.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

The Buddha chanted the Buddha's name loudly, like the sound of the great way.

The golden body seemed to have not heard it, and looked at the Buddha quietly.

There was admiration and surprise in his eyes, but no submission.

"Who are you? Why do you occupy my Buddhist relics?"

The Buddha slowly spoke, with an angry look on his face, trying to scare the golden body.

"I heard that there are three sins in Buddhism, namely greed, anger and ignorance. You are a Buddha, how can you commit the sin of anger?"

The golden body asked.

The Buddha replied:

"My Dharma has many forms. Sometimes it is like a spring breeze, and sometimes it can be a wrathful Vajra."

"You have occupied the Buddhist relics and refined the faith for your own use. Naturally, I will hold you accountable!"

The golden body nodded, but there was no Buddha or the Great Hall in his eyes.

It was as if he saw the blue sky through the illusion in front of him.

The world is so vast.

The Buddha frowned, not expecting that the person in front of him was not afraid of him at all.

So he stretched out a big hand, lying not far in front of the golden body, and said:

"How about I make a bet with you?"

The golden body looked at the huge palm and asked calmly:

"How about the bet?"

The Buddha smiled and said:

"Come to my palm, I will give you one stick of incense time. If you can fly out of my palm, you will win, and I will send you out of the illusion of the temple!"

"If you can't fly out, you have to convert to Buddhism, how about it?"

The Buddha's voice was filled with a special magic that bewitched people's hearts.

The golden body moved slightly, and was about to lift it up uncontrollably.

But put it down in an emergency.

"No matter!"

The golden body shook his head.

"I'm not in the palm of my hand, so how can I jump out of it?"

"The world is so vast, why do we need to fight for the victory or defeat of a palm?"

"If you really have great power, just destroy me and kill me! Why set up a trap to deceive me?"

Above the golden body's head, golden light condensed and gradually turned into a golden tripod!

Countless lights and shadows flew out from it!

The ancient ancestors made a pilgrimage for sacrifice!

The sacrificial sound resounded throughout the Great Hall, and the entire palace was shaking, suppressing the sound of the monks chanting.

Above the earth, divine light emerged!

Ten thousand divine lights overturned the dome, illuminating the vast blue sky! The Great Hall was torn apart, revealing the vast world behind the Buddha!

The six-dragon chariot rushed out with the divine sun!

It was actually about to hit the Buddha!

"Om!"

The sound of the mantra resounded!

The sound waves collided with the phantom of the six-dragon chariot! A dazzling light burst out!

"Boom boom..."

The sky collapsed, the sky shattered, and the earth collapsed.

The illusion of the temple was broken!

In the spiritual land, the golden body suddenly opened his eyes!

"Boom!"

There was a terrifying breath like a volcanic eruption, echoing endlessly in the entire Four Elephants Zhouxing formation!

The relics were completely refined, and the golden body reached the level of great perfection of the transformation of the spirit.

However, his eyes were solemn, with a hint of coldness in them.

"Buddha..."

This time, it seemed that he was calm in his response, but in fact it was extremely thrilling.

He almost got into trouble. If the golden body really stepped into that palm, he would probably not be able to get rid of it.

It was the best result to fall into the illusion of the Galan forever. I am afraid that when I wake up, this body condensed by the power of faith will have a new owner!

Then, the consciousness of the golden body swept across the entire Qingling Island, and his face changed slightly.

Then he looked at the projection of the treasure map, and saw that on the treasure map, various light spots were shining against each other.

White, green, blue, purple, and various colors.

He quickly collected the recent power of faith into the ancient god tripod and analyzed them one by one.

After a long time, he couldn't help but look strange, muttering to himself:

"It seems that it hasn't been long, but I didn't expect that I stayed in the Galan illusion for a full three months..."