Starting from the demon, turn history into myth!

Only after worshiping in a temple can one barely survive in the world.

Of course, although the Yuan Ling was weak and lacked in wisdom, this Yuan Ling came from Zhang Sanfeng after all.

Extraordinary savvy.

Soon, he understood countless Buddhist scriptures, and the Dharma was profound, and the name of Nuo Da was spread.

Until the fifth year of Yuanling Lower Realm.

On this day, the Yuanling was preaching the Dharma at a Fa conference when he suddenly looked at a child in the arms of a believer not far away.

My head shook violently.

The originally perplexed brain seems to have opened up the world, evolving infinitely clear.

The divine light blooms in the eyes, and the Buddha's name is proclaimed.

"Where did Bodhi come to have the fruit, and today I know that I am me!"

"I see!"

Between a smile.

Suddenly one step out.

Disappear.

It caused countless people to turn pale with fright.

I thought I saw a ghost.

Although there are occasional existences of the Houtian realm in the world today, it is absolutely impossible to do so.

Those who can do this are either immortals or ghosts.

Not human anyway.

As for this, the temple where Zhang Sanfeng was originally was also very anxious, and directly declared that Zhang Sanfeng was the reincarnation of the true Buddha.

Going to meet the true Buddha Dharma.

Of course, all of this is not important to Zhang Sanfeng.

Because it's been five years since his spirit descended to the lower realm, he finally found the reason for his lower realm.

Of course it is impossible to stay there and continue to talk about nonsense Buddhism.

As for the cause and effect with Buddhism, in the past five years, the temple has used its own fame to recruit disciples and incense, and it has been cleared up.

If you really have to calculate carefully, this is also the repayment of the remaining karma owed by the Shaolin monk back then.

What's more, he, Zhang Sanfeng, acted immediately, so why did he need to explain to others.

Immediately, without looking back, he followed that family member, and Ming Ming Yuan Fa had already reminded him.

For these years, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the end of Dharma, comprehend the rules of heaven and earth, even capture the fruit of the magic fairy, and comprehend the method of achieving the path of immortals and gods.

Great gains have been made.

But this is far from enough.

To become a fairy god requires more than perseverance, wisdom, realm, and even cultivation.

The most important thing is a chance.

Therefore, he only had a ray of Yuanling from the lower realm back then.

It is because I have realized some kind of fate in the dark.

But now, the predestined relationship has already appeared in this world.

Accompanying Zhang Sanfeng to leave the Buddhist temple.

While comprehending the changes in the rules between the changes of heaven and earth, adjust the current state of this body.

While following the family.

soon.

He came to the family's mansion.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were moved when he saw the mighty clouds and great luck that shrouded the mansion in the distance.

A certain kind of purple air came densely, not the appearance of emperors and generals, but something else vaguely emerging.

Immediately, Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After receiving the courtesy, and seeing the five-year-old boy who couldn't speak again, he realized something vaguely.

Immediately, leave a sentence.

"What a boy, it's a pity that the truth is revealed"! "

is to leave.

And the grandfather also seemed to have realized it, and changed his name to "Shouren" for his grandson, and since then the child has spoken.

Since then, the legendary life of this little boy began to be written.

Born extraordinary, young and promising, married wives from various families, was demoted to enlightenment, quelled rebellion, set up a courtyard to give lectures, and governor of Guangdong and Guangxi.

And also in this process.

Wang Yangming has also met many strange people many times, enlightening his thoughts, as if in the dark, it seems that there is a great fortune of heaven and earth guiding him and making his achievements.

Some kind of strange power gradually appeared in his body, and his heart became brighter and brighter.

Originally practicing ancient martial arts, the acquired true qi was destroyed in a blink of an eye.

There was no wave in his heart.

If there are still masters in the world, they will be shocked to find that even if the other party does not have the slightest cultivation base, that will is more brilliant than their strong men who have condensed their divine will.

Special rules loom over Wang Yangming.

It makes him often seem to be in it, but not in it.

And as Wang Yangming's aura became more and more miraculous, he also became thinner and thinner.

The strength gradually became weaker and weaker.

Even walking a few steps, you may be out of breath.

It is completely impossible to see that this was once an all-rounder with both civil and military skills and an undefeated military career.

However, although his body was getting weaker and weaker, a certain light in his eyes was getting brighter and brighter.

Finally, it was the seventh year of Jiajing.

Wang Yangming's body couldn't hold on any longer, and after the rebellion was put down, he retired and returned home.

Without waiting for the approval of the court, he set foot on his way home.

His disciple said with a worried expression while driving the carriage.

"Teacher, is it wrong for us to leave in such a hurry? Chaotang has not responded yet."

"If you leave without permission, I'm afraid there will be political enemies who will attack you!"

Wang Yangming was lying in the carriage, wrapped in a quilt, heating the stove, and exhaled heavily.

Only then seemed to slow down, and smiled a little tiredly.

"If we don't leave, I'm afraid it will be too late!"

"Some things are still waiting for me... Huh... Finish!"

Just talking a few words seemed to make him a little tired.

Had to take a few more breaths.

Lift your spirits.

But even so, his gaze was still gentle and bright, as if an eternal lamp was lit in it.

never goes out.

If at this time, another master, or even a strong man in the realm of a great master, comes to see him.

I am afraid that he will be overwhelmed by his terrifying spiritual state immediately.

Like a god, like a saint, this is the kind of person he describes.

Of course, the master, the great master, may not exist in the world, but there is still a celestial being.

When there is still the last section of waterway from home.

Suddenly, Wang Yangming's eyes burst into an incomparably bright light, as if an ancient god had come alive from his body.

"Ruzhong (word), stop!"

"The person I want to meet as a teacher is here!"

On the last stretch of the journey from the ferry.

Wang Yangming suddenly stopped the disciple Wang Longxi who was driving and told him to stop.

Wang Longxi was a little puzzled, not knowing exactly who Wang Yangming said he wanted to meet.

There is still some distance from the ferry, and there is no one around.

Of course, although he was puzzled, he stopped and waited quietly for the teacher's instruction.

However, at this time.

The spirit in Wang Yangming's eyes became more and more intense, and his voice, which was a little weak in the past, became full of energy.

"Friend Daoist, you are here!"

"I have been waiting for you!"

"For more than fifty years, I have always felt that someone in the dark is constantly guiding me."

"Once I am confused, I can meet strange people to solve my doubts!"

"I can feel your presence!"

"When I got it more than ten years ago, I thought you would show up, but you didn't show up."

"Now I'm going to die!"

"Aren't you coming to see me? If I really die? We will never see each other again!"

It seems to be returning to the light.

This time Wang Yangming not only became stronger, but even stepped out of the carriage.

The god in his gaze seemed to really wake up completely, and his whole body was glowing with some kind of light.

His disciple Wang Longxi's eyes were dumbfounded at this moment, looking at this teacher who looked like a celestial being.

It was as if seeing his teacher for the first time.

fell into sluggishness.

But soon, he seemed to remember something again.

Teacher... dying?

At this moment, a thunderbolt flashed in Wang Longxi's mind, and his whole body trembled a little.

All of a sudden, all kinds of feelings came to my heart, looking at my teacher, I was speechless for a while.

Just like that, time passed minute by minute.

Wang Longxi finally woke up from the sudden blow, and looked at Wang Yangming, who had lost a lot of weight without knowing it.

The eyes are still alive.

It looks like a flash of light.

He couldn't help but fell to his knees and cried.

"¨‖Teacher, your friend hasn't come, why don't you go back to the car, it's windy outside."

And it was accompanied by Wang Longxi's words.