Chapter 1609 The third literary power! The hidden secret of literary power!
There is a thought in the heart, and heaven and earth are connected!
Boundless black clouds enveloped the sky, and lightning snakes kept jumping in the clouds, making Yang Fan's face become more and more gloomy.
"Will my Chinese Miao descendants, who have suffered many disasters, not even have a happy ending after death?"
Although he claimed to protect all sentient beings, survive all hardships, and even avoid entering the three evil realms when he obtained the fruit of Buddhahood in this world, it was equivalent to making a grand wish. Now he is not that capable of shouldering such a huge cause and effect.
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After all, his Ten Thousand Buddhas Dharma Realm is, after all, the pure land of all Buddhas. If the souls of the dead stay there for a long time, they may be completely dissolved by the power of Buddha, which is no different from letting their souls fly away.
What's more, even if you don't dissolve, you will become a pure believer in Buddhism.
For him, it was also difficult to accept to some extent.
"I know that even a saint is not omniscient and omnipotent after all..."
Yang Fan looked solemn, knowing that he had to make a decision, "But as a descendant of China, I have suffered countless hardships. How can I still be unable to return home after death?"
The atmosphere was depressing and thunderclouds were rolling, as if a big storm was about to come.
It can be seen that Yang Fan's heart is complicated at this moment.
"unless……"
I don't know how long it took, but a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Unless I can find a way to create a region that can carry these dead souls..."
For example, these dead souls were among the Qing army flags before. It was equivalent to a place where the dead souls were placed!
It will not only house the creatures killed by one's own side, but also carry the heroic spirits in the army. This can not only deter the four parties, but also fight with the help of the dead heroic spirits. This is why the ancient military flag is so important.
Naturally, he would not want to enslave his compatriots, so there was only one way.
"Han soil!"
Yang Fan immediately thought of the Han land in the "Chinese" magic power, which was constructed based on the beauty of Chinese uniforms and the great etiquette. To be precise, a corresponding new world evolved based on the Han land as a reference!
"The living people return to the Han Dynasty, and the dead souls return to the land of gods!"
At this moment, the light in Yang Fan's eyes was particularly bright!
"The Chinese people, who have suffered many disasters, deserve to return to their eternal homeland!"
Yang Fan stared directly at the sky, word by word, as if declaring to the heaven and the earth, "Yang is not talented, but he is willing to open up a sacred land so that all the descendants of China will not fall into reincarnation, not be tainted by cause and effect, and will not enter the evil path after death..."
"May your spirit last forever! May you one day be able to see with your own eyes that our Chinese clan will always stand proudly among all races! May this prosperous China be as you and I wish!"
Yang Fan shouted loudly, as if all the emotions in his body were vented out at once.
"Shenyang! Come out!"
Boom!
A magical power filled with endless divine light slowly emerged from his body at this moment. The power and weight were so great that even with his anode body, he couldn't help but tremble slightly at this moment.
Quite strenuous!
"Phew! Come out!"
Yang Fan shouted loudly.
His anode body exploded with all its power almost uncontrollably, flesh and blood surged, muscles expanded like a dragon, bones were like pillars of heaven, and a huge body of ten thousand feet suddenly appeared in the world!
The ground is like a mountain!
Shining like a dragon!
Use the body of a heavy building to support the "Shenxiang"!
And that one is far better than
The even more dazzling divine light of his energy and blood slowly floated up from his body, forming an extremely huge magical light ball, shining brightly, implying the mountains, rivers and land!
That's exactly what Yang Fan wants - Shenxiang!
The feet are in Han soil and the head is in the land of gods!
At this moment, Yang Fan is like a giant who opened up the world!
However, there is a saying that this "Shenxiang" is really too heavy, even if it is supported by his anode body, it is a bit difficult. If he hadn't stepped into Chonglou Martial Arts, I'm afraid he might not be able to lift it.
stand up!
"This thing... is like a hammer. I'm afraid not many of the same level can pick it up, right?"
Yang Fan touched his chin, thoughtfully.
Boom!
As soon as this "Shenxiang" of literary and Taoist supernatural powers was born, it had reached perfection. The souls of the dead who were wandering around Yang Fan seemed to have sensed something, and they instinctively rushed towards the "Shenxiang".
And that "Shenxiang" is like an endless eternal hometown, absorbing all these millions of dead souls in one fell swoop. However, before entering the "Shenxiang", the eyes of these dead souls seemed to have more sparkle.
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They bowed to Yang Fan three times before gradually leaving.
Buzz!
When all the dead souls bowed to Yang Fan three times, the brilliance of "Shenxiang" slowly converged and rotated slowly, like a big star sinking, and returned to Yang Fan's body.
"China", "Education", "Shenxiang"!
At this moment, the radiance of the three literary and spiritual powers reflected each other and merged perfectly into one. The light circulated and circulated endlessly.
Among them, "Shenxiang" refers to the way of heaven, "Jiaohua" refers to the way, and "Huaxia" refers to the way of earth.
The heaven, earth and people are the three talents!
Sancai
Together, like a big star, they finally condensed into Yang Fan's divine treasure of literature and art!
Yang Fan, who had always stayed in the realm of great sages, unexpectedly stepped into the realm of semi-saint at this time, and the hidden name of a literary and Taoist god also appeared in his mind.
"Holy!"
A single word is his divine name!
"In the name of the Holy One! This divine treasure... is a bit heavy!"
Yang Fan's face showed a bit of strange color.
"Um?"
However, Yang Fan's ears twitched slightly, realizing that the movement here might have attracted outsiders.
As soon as he thought about it, he stepped on his feet, and his muscles suddenly tightened, relaxed and released, and disappeared in an instant like chasing stars and chasing the moon.
Guangning City.
Yang Fan's figure flashed and he had already entered Chu Lianxin's handsome mansion and went straight into the quiet room.
The experience of this fateful meeting not only placed the dead souls properly, but also removed the sacred treasures of literature and art in one fell swoop.
Moreover, this sacred treasure has penetrated the three realms of "heaven", "earth" and "human", and is named "holy", which has to be said to be a great gain, but he thinks that he has just done something within his power.
!
"Cause repays retribution, who can say clearly?"
Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
However, the meaning of this sacred treasure is different. Compared with the origins of other magical powers, the three magical powers were all cultivated by himself and represent his original will.
Just in the name of "holy"...
"How can I, Mr. Yang, afford this?"
Yang Fan fell into silence, feeling his heart heavy, especially when he thought about what he learned the last time he met Mr. Yangming, which made him know that this "saint" is not that easy to do!