When the voice fell, Instructor Yunyu and Elder Discipline in the room were all shocked, and then became somewhat silent.
Ye Fan just looked at the two of them at this moment, with a smile on his lips.
"What happened to you on the seventieth floor?" After a long time, Yunyu made a voice and looked at Ye Fan, "Why do you need to use force to break through?"
"What you encounter cannot be overcome by being determined." Ye Fan replied, but he did not tell what happened in the illusion. He was a little curious, "Why is Master Yunyu here."
"Just dropping in." Yun Yu replied, waved her hand, and then, without stopping, turned and walked towards the door.
Watching Yun Yu leave, Ye Fan didn't say anything. He moved his eyes to the Discipline Elder on the side and smiled, "Elder, I have passed the seventieth level of the Mingxin Trial. If I remember correctly, I can do it in the Mingxin Trial."
Five things have been chosen in the main hall."
These words made the Discipline Elder stunned, "You came to challenge the Clear Heart Trial to get a reward?"
"Not entirely." Ye Fan replied, "Part of it is to see what his character is like now."
"You kid..." Elder Discipline said. At this moment, he, who was always strict, did not say any words of blame. Instead, he was a little choked and panicked.
Mingxin Sect is based on state of mind. Based on this alone, the teenage boy in front of him is even qualified to serve as a mentor in Mingxin Sect.
In terms of firmness of mind, he is even better than his hundred-year-old self.
With these thoughts, the Discipline Elder could only wave his hands helplessly.
"Okay, choose."
"Thank you, elder." Ye Fan replied, cupping his hands.
Elder Discipline once again led the way, but this time he didn't go very far. Behind the hut, he pushed open a hidden compartment on the wall. Behind the hidden compartment was a palace.
This palace is full of dazzling things. At first glance, there are many altars for worship. On the altars, there are many objects. Most of the objects have some light flowing on them, and they are obviously not ordinary objects.
"You have three quarters of an hour to choose five items. They cannot be replaced. Just pick them up and you will select them." Elder Discipline spoke up and stepped aside.
When Ye Fan heard this, he nodded and looked towards the hall in front of him, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
This is the reason why he rushes through the seventieth floor despite the danger. After passing the seventieth floor, he can choose two more rewards, and every item in the Mingxin Hall has a mysterious origin and is even more valuable.
If you can choose one more item, you will earn a lot of money.
"Thank you very much, elder."
Ye Fan did not hesitate, bowed his hands to the Discipline Elder, and then walked into the hall.
There were a dazzling array of items on the altar. Even with Ye Fan's knowledge, there were still many items that he couldn't understand clearly. However, after all, he had some experience. Without a moment's effort, he picked up a string of Buddhist beads and a wooden fish. After a slight pause,
He picked up another black cassock.
"Is this kid ready to become a monk?" Not far away, the Discipline Elder looked at what Ye Fan had chosen, his eyelids twitching a little. After seeing Ye Fan pick up another futon, he couldn't help but make a sound.
"Boy, everything in this hall is extremely precious. Don't limit yourself to just one place."
"The elder is interested, but the junior has already planned." Ye Fan said, but did not put down the futon. He took the futon and walked around. This time, he picked up an artifact that looked like a wine gourd.
Seeing that Ye Fan had not selected all the Buddhist items, the Discipline Elder breathed a sigh of relief and coughed, "Since all five items have been selected, let's leave quickly."
"Okay." Ye Fan nodded without any hesitation, put away the five things, just bowed his hands to the Discipline Elder, and walked outside. Before leaving, he did not miss the hall at all.
This made the Discipline Elder nod secretly, but when he turned his head and found that Mark had disappeared, his face turned dark.
"This kid, like his ancestors, has no manners at all! Why don't you say goodbye when you leave!"
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Outside the Yangxin Hall, at this moment, Ye Fan seemed to have his next destination, and his steps were steady and powerful.
"Jiu Xian Gourd, old friend." Walking on the road, Ye Fan took out the gourd he finally got, patted it with satisfaction and pinned it on his waist.
The Brewmaster's Gourd is rumored to be a gourd forged by the Brewmaster to make it easier for him to drink. It has wonderful and overbearing abilities. In short, it is a gourd that can automatically make wine. It can automatically extract the essence of the elixir and turn it into wine.
The higher the quality and rarer the medicine, the sweeter the wine tastes, and the more powerful the effect will be.
Holding this thing in your hand is equivalent to having the best purifier and brewing machine in the world, which is a permanent bonus. In the previous life, Ye Fan picked it up and used it for hundreds of years and still couldn't put it down.
Ye Fan randomly took out a few elixirs, which seemed to be fire-related elixirs. He pressed the Jiuxian Gourd, and soon, the Jiuxian Gourd flashed with golden light, and several medicinal herbs were sucked into it.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction before continuing to move forward.
Mingxinzong is not a small one. Ye Fan walked all the way and it was getting late. Finally, he stopped at the foot of a hill.
At this moment, there was no full moon rising in the Mingxin Sect. Ye Fan did not go up the mountain. He sat down on the spot, picked up the Jiuxian gourd, took a sip, and the wine entered his stomach. The strong momentum made Ye Fan speechless, and then he let out a cheerful cry.
With a loud voice, he punched the heavy sword on the ground and casually leaned against the big stone.
As time goes by, the full moon gradually rises. Under the night, the combination of the young man, the heavy sword, and the wine gourd looks like a wanderer walking in the rivers and lakes.
Snap, snap.
And soon, under the full moon, at this moment, footsteps sounded at the foot of the hill, and an old monk stepped forward. When he saw the young man drinking alone at the foot of the mountain, he frowned slightly and then stopped.
"Why are you drinking here, kid?"
This strange question made Ye Fan raise his head. When he saw the old monk in front of him, a meaningful smile appeared on Ye Fan's face.
"Master Ran Deng, junior Ye Fan, please obtain the Sutra of Suppressing Evil and Combating Disasters."
"The Sutra of Suppressing Evil and Preventing Disasters?" These words made Master Ran Deng's eyes change slightly, but then he quickly shook his head and said, "The old man's mantle is still there, Buddhist scriptures cannot be taught indiscriminately."
"I don't ask for a mantle, I just ask for scriptures." Ye Fan replied, but he stood up and took out the Buddhist beads, wooden fish, cassocks, and futons that he had selected in the Mingxin Hall one by one.
"The juniors are not just talking nonsense. They have brought the inheritance of the ancient Buddha Moning to Master Randeng. The beaded fish, cassocks and futons are all there, so that Master Randeng can understand the mysteries of the ancient Buddha."
These things were placed one by one, and Master Ran Deng's eyes changed again. He looked at Ye Fan and said, "Since I have the mantle of an ancient Buddha, why do you want old scriptures?"
"The younger generation has not finished his thoughts and cannot enter Buddhism and practice Buddhism. The only thing that can be cultivated is the Sutra of Suppressing Evil and Combating Disasters, which is an unlimited and wonderful book." Ye Fan replied, but he didn't say much at the moment and raised his hand, "
The younger generation has ambitions in the world and wants to fight against the cunning and evil people, so he needs this book."
Hearing this, Master Ran Deng looked at Ye Fan's palm, and with just one glance, he saw the black mark left by the Soul-Eating Dragon in Ye Fan's hand.
"My little friend is entangled by such vicious things." Master Ran Deng made a voice, but became somewhat silent. He glanced at the four things in front of Ye Fan, "But the scriptures are only passed down to people in the Buddhist sect. If they are passed down to young people,
Friend, you broke the rules."
"Only asking for the second half of the scripture to save you from trouble, if you don't complete the book, it doesn't count as inheritance." Ye Fan handed over his hand.
This time, Ran Deng hesitated, but after a while, he finally nodded, raised his hand, and half a scripture appeared in his hand.
"Even so, there is no harm in passing on half of the scripture to my little friends."
Seeing Ran Deng agree, Ye Fan also showed a smile on his face, took the scripture, nodded, and then drew the heavy sword on the ground.
"Thank you to Master Ran Deng for passing on the message. Master can take the ancient Buddha's mantle for himself."
Holding the scriptures, Ye Fan put the wine gourd on his back and prepared to leave. Master Ran Deng had a strange look on his face. He watched Ye Fan gradually go away, but he still couldn't hold back and moved his hand, as if he was calculating something.
And soon, he seemed to have figured something out. Looking at Ye Fan who was about to disappear into the darkness, he made a sound.
"Little friend Ye Fan, please wait a moment."
Ye Fan stopped and turned to look at Ran Deng, "Master Ran Deng, do you have any parting words?"
"I just calculated the fate of some little friends." Ran Deng opened his mouth, looked at Ye Fan, paused for a moment, and then said, "My little friend is a person who is destined to be robbed, and he is also a person who is dedicated to breaking the tribulation. He will definitely bear the blood and blood on his body."
"Buddhism does not kill all living things. Although the old man passes on the scriptures, he cannot inherit the cause and effect of my little friend. I also ask my little friend not to use what I have learned from the scriptures to kill the common people."
"What does common people mean? Is it all things, or just the human race?" Ye Fan frowned and asked.
"Common people, nature is all things."
"Can't you kill those extraterrestrial monsters?" Ye Fan asked.
"Of course." Ran Deng replied, looking at Ye Fan, but he bowed and clasped his hands.
"Black and white coexist, and the same is true for humans and animals."
"My little friend is eager to overcome the calamity, but all sentient beings suffer, and the only way to overcome it is by oneself."