Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

His thoughts were flying, but he did not delay his observation and exploration of the round bead. A ray of spiritual power followed the moonlight into the round bead.

"Boom!" A muffled sound came from my ear.

Suddenly, the scene in front of me became clear.

A ball of clear light appeared in front of me, like a small lake in the medicine valley, clear and bright, which made people feel calm.

His mind moved slightly, and he suddenly came out of this strange state and looked at the ball of clear light calmly.

In the clear light, there was a faint golden light.

If I hadn't been calm, I would probably not have noticed this faint golden light.

It was like the lake reflecting the golden sunrise, and the ripples reflected the golden light of the sunrise.

Fakong's mind tightened.

These inconspicuous golden lights are the real key.

The drop of life can only weaken the darkness of the lotus on the Medicine Buddha statue, but it can affect the Medicine Buddha statue.

The two words Fakong made us shudder.

The golden light had been swallowed by Medicine Buddha, weakening the Medicine Buddha statue.

Originally thought it was the power above the void infecting, but it turned out that it had already started from this time.

Everyone's spirits were suddenly lifted.

Everyone showed an expression of approval.

If you just resist the spirit in the power above the void, it will only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. As long as you covet the power above the void, you will not be able to defend against the spirit in it all the time, so that the seeds in your spirit will continue to grow and take over the body without knowing it.

We attach great importance to Fakong, and we have no intention of getting rid of Fakong. If Fakong is eliminated, the sky will not be at peace, and Xiaoyun will not be at peace.

We know what our fate is.

Zhenlongyuan

I shook my head and said, "Why bother with so much trouble? Just kill them directly and then carefully find a valley to bury you."

That was not an illusion, it was a change between real and fake.

He thought about it, relaxed his mind, let the golden light retreat into his mind, closed his eyes and retreated into his inner vision, watching its changes outside his mind.

The golden light can strengthen the Medicine Buddha statue, which was mysterious at the beginning.

More importantly, it is the dragon suppressed in it.

Monk Yuande said: "It is not a good thing that all your martial arts are useless. You have been bearing the power under the void, and the devil's thoughts will invade and give rise to the thought of being a minister. Now that the devil's thoughts are gone, the mind is calm and the spirit is peaceful. It is a good time to practice again."

Could it be that the golden light could be regenerated before it was absorbed by me?

The golden light has disappeared.

It is a great harvest to be able to harvest these fanatics, but we are much worse than the round bead.

"Amitabha..." A Buddhist chant sounded hurriedly, and Monk Yuande floated down from the sky, his apricot-yellow monk's robe fluttering, and his bald head flashing with light.

The emptiness in the mind is like the sky at dawn, hazy and clear, pure and advanced.

The golden light in the round bead appeared again.

Monk Yuande said in a gentle voice: "This is Zhen Baoshu."

No matter how weak Buddhism is, when it comes to real action, we still have to rely on martial arts. Buddhism can persuade people to surrender.

This strange combination is extremely hidden, and it is rare in the world to resist it.

But now, he has become a prisoner on the stage. Everything before and after is like a dream, and everything behind is also like a dream.

As a low monk, I look clumsy behind Fakong, but in fact I am eloquent and very good at persuading others. Every word goes to the heart, and a few words can shake our thoughts.

Everyone was stunned.

The only thing we can do is not to resign ourselves to fate and let others make the decision.

When we think of the situation at that time, we still can't avoid confusion and confusion, but we know what happened.

Monk Yuande said: "The power of Buddhism is inconceivable, not comparable to martial arts."

From the pride of heaven, it only took one day to fall into the dust.

A group of hundreds of people wearing various clothes sat in an empty space, with numb expressions and blank eyes.

This ball is equivalent to planting seeds, and the spirit above the void is infused, making the seeds grow and grow.

The void in the mind returned to the state of dawn, hazy but clear and bright.

The Medicine Buddha statue sitting cross-legged under the lotus seat in the void opened his eyes in a hurry.

Think about how high-spirited they were, thinking that the sky is small and someone can control their four dragon peaks.

Once the dragon flies into the sky, it will inevitably cause a small damage, especially the majesty of the Xiaoyun court.

Monk Yuande said in a gentle voice: "What you have been hit by is the golden light spell of Master Fakong."

The round bead can indeed resist the clairvoyance, and it can see the future and the past. We can only wait and see its changes.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Fakong had to admire its mystery.

Everyone suddenly realized, and then wondered if it was certain.

We know what our fate is, but now we are useless and have lost the ability and power to decide our own fate.

My eyes suddenly became deep, and I shook my head and retracted my gaze a moment ago, returning to normal.

That can be said to be a huge gain.

How could we know that Zhenlongyuan is a place where Xiaoyun geniuses gather and low-level people come, and it can be said to be the essence of Xiaoyun.

Fakong raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes, and smiled.

I closed my eyes and sensed that the connection with the Great Western Paradise was closer, and the feeling of the Great Western Paradise was more subtle.

I felt the weakening of my mind.

But there was still time for us to take action, and we were already disabled and taken away.

The Medicine Buddha statue was weak, and I was weaker, and it was the weakness of the primordial spirit, as if the connection between heaven and earth and myself was closer.

"Where?" An old man with white beard and eyebrows said in a deep voice: "Is it the place where I want to kill you?"

The old man said in a deep voice: "Devil's thoughts?"

I feel that without the help of the round bead, I have made double the progress in the next step.

There is nothing constant, nothing is more constant than this.

Above the golden light flashing in the sky, I can move, but my previous cultivation will be abandoned.

It can regenerate, which means that the energy source is constantly weakening myself.

It seems to be a punishment from heaven, weird and normal.

The clear light is like a medicine, and the golden light is the medicine. Once the mind is really intoxicated, it will easily enter and become one with the mind.

As soon as the golden light enters the mind, it ends like water and turns into a lighter golden light, like fog, smoke and gauze, and will spread to every corner of the empty space in the mind.

"Do you know where this is?" Monk Yuande asked calmly.

The eyes on the sword eyebrows are like cold stars, shining brightly, and the eyes are penetrating.

——

The empty space in the mind has changed from the dawn to daytime, like the scorching sun in the sky.

It was a kind of weakness from the soul and the spirit, which was better than the progress of cultivation, and the taste was wonderful.

I opened my eyes and looked at the round bead again.

Could the Golden Light Mantra be so powerful that it could make myself and others lose their power and become useless?

An hour ago, Fakong smiled.

The Four Dragon Peaks looked down at all living beings and looked at the sky. If the current emperor acted properly and was indecisive, he would replace him.

The Lotus Master Buddha closed his eyes.

Once replaced, he would directly perform fierce methods, come out in full force, first destroy Xiaoqian, then swallow Xiaoyong, and thus unify the sky.

Wanyou didn't expect that we were actually brought to Zhenlongyuan.

Monk Yuande nodded and analyzed the pros and cons of the power under the void, which made everyone inexplicably convinced.

I glanced at every disciple of the Four Dragon Peaks and said hurriedly, "I am Yuande, the poor monk, and I am here to see you later on the orders of Master Fakong."

The soft light under the Medicine Buddha dimmed a little.

The round bead had lost its subtle changes and dimmed a little, as if it had lost its spiritual energy and had not yet transformed.

Then the palace's low-handed men appeared, restrained us, stuffed us into the carriage, and then loaded us into the boat, and transported us to the bottom of the island.