"Master uncle, master uncle, it's not that I'm using my magical power to plot against you, it's because you are pedantic and believe that fate is determined by God! You just think, if fate is really determined by God, then why should we struggle and lie down?
"
"In the battle of heaven, if you don't fight, you will die! People, there is always something to fight for."
"Now that I'm so pitiful, I'll definitely offer you a favor when the time comes, and you won't refuse."
"It's just a pity that the true magical power of Fate Power is not there. It may be difficult to trigger the life skills that the poor monk has been blessing on you for decades. Otherwise, things will go more smoothly. Now I can only try my best to give it a try."
"Don't let me down, my nephew!"
As Jingjie who has realized the power of destiny, he has used this magical power to arrange backup plans for himself over the years. There are a lot of arrangements, both overt and covert, I don't know how many.
The only pity is that he never thought that he could still lose his magical power.
After so many years of planning, this magical power is needed to trigger it. Now that the magical power is lost, if someone takes advantage of it, he will cry to death.
Fortunately, he has recovered a lot of the remnants of his magical power these days, allowing him to regain a lot of strength. By chance, he even realized the same clairvoyance as his master!
"I'm afraid Master Zucheng never thought that I could realize his divine ear from his magic-breaking conch!"
Jingjie couldn't help but show a proud look on his face.
Not long after, the dusty treasure palace finally appeared in front of us, and the aura of decay was released from inside.
As a Qingci old monk who firmly believes in fate, he has never been willing to enter the stupa to be locked up. According to him, destiny is determined by fate, so what is the use of a stupa?
"Uncle Master, I'm here!"
Jingjie slowly walked into this palace that had been covered in dust for who knows how many years. He suppressed his excitement and called out affectionately.
As long as he gets the other person's dedication, his meritorious deeds will definitely go further, and he may even be able to convert to the Mahayana Pass by relying on the Buddha Heaven left behind by the other person's four reincarnations.
"Um?"
However, until he walked into the temple, he still didn't get the slightest response from the old monk Qingci.
Jingjie couldn't help but feel something bad in his heart.
Could it be that this damn old monk died early?
That shouldn't be the case. He had determined the date based on fate. Tonight was the time for the other party to pass away. Could it be that something had happened somewhere?
Seeing Jingjie rummaging through the treasure hall in search of old monk Qingci, Yang Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the hall, lowered his eyes.
"hehe."
What a coincidence!
An old acquaintance, Monk Jingjie!
Moreover, the first time he saw the other person, Yang Fan felt the strange movements of the three magical powers in his body!
Heavenly eyes, divine feet, destiny!
At this moment, they all emitted golden light.
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and slowly released the brilliance of three magical powers outside his body!
"Buzz!"
At the same time, a fateful vibration also appeared in Jingjie's heart, and he sensed the aura of magical power!
Supernatural power!
Jingjie's heart trembled. Could it be that Qingci realized supernatural powers before he died, so he passed away early?
Good fortune!
He clenched his fists suddenly, suppressed his excitement, and ran towards the top of the palace. In his induction, the magical power stayed on the top of the palace!
"Uncle, you are such a good person!"
He walked as fast as flying, spreading his legs to look for the great blessing that Qingci had left for him.
Sure enough, from a distance, I saw a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"My! My! Great Fortune!"
Jingjie felt that this was where the supernatural aura was emanating, so he took three steps and one step at a time, and flew towards the back of the figure.
Snapped!
However, the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he fell to the ground.
"what happened?"
The sudden change stunned him.
But what followed was a fierce sound of wind coming from the back of his head. Before he could react, his whole body was hit by a hard fist, his head tilted, and he fainted.
The second before he passed out, there was only one thought in his mind.
Damn it, old monk Qingci harmed me!
And at this time.
However, Yang Fan managed to retract his casserole-sized fist, and the layer of bone armor that covered it slowly faded away, and he lifted Jingjie up by his neck.ωωw..net
"Tianertong, where is it?"
He looked up and down the street.
found it!
The other hand was as fast as lightning, piercing Jingjie's body fiercely.
Whoosh!
A golden ball of light escaped instantly, escaping Yang Fan's grasp in an instant.
"What a speed!"
The true species of Tianer Tong can clearly detect thousands of sounds and colors, and often it can evade in time as soon as Yang Fan makes a move, causing Yang Fan to make several attempts without success.
"interesting!"
Yang Fan slowly activated the three Buddhist magical powers in his body, and the divine power of Tian Er suddenly paused, and he felt hesitant and lingering in mid-air.
Whoosh.
As soon as Yang Fan thought about it, three magical powers wrapped it up and brought it in front of him.
Tianertong, get it!
Those with celestial ears can hear the words of pain, joy, sorrow, and joy of beings in the three realms and six realms, and can hear all the sounds in the world without any obstacles.
Sure enough, as the true seed of Tianertong entered the body, Yang Fan instantly felt the difference. For the first time, he realized that the sounds and colors in the world were so wonderful!
He closed his eyes subconsciously and listened to the world with his heart.
Wan Lai has a sound!
Even every sand, stone, grass and tree has its own sound and color changes.
The sounds of everything in the world are intertwined with each other, and it seems vaguely like the whole world is breathing and trembling, as light as the wind returning to the snow, and as heavy as the thunderbolt!
And when you reach the highest place, Wan Lai Xianning!
Great sound!
Like a silent voice!
Yang Fan was intoxicated by this change of voice and color, and it took him a long time to wake up.
"What a clairaudience!"
He had always felt regretful about not getting it from Zu Cheng, but instead of going around in circles, he actually got it from Jingjie!
With his own strength, he gave himself two magical powers, a corpse, and some treasures...
Yang Fan glanced at Jingjie, who was unconscious on the ground, and decided to spare him this time.
Maybe one day, the other party can give him a new magical power!
As a human being, you have to be grateful.
He must be able to understand if he spares his life this time and takes something from the other person next time!
"After all, I plan to find some resources at Haiyun Temple this time. You happen to be here, so I don't need to borrow the name of the mountain chief again!"
At this moment, Yang Fan felt that the other party was really a good person.
It's better to come early than to arrive well.
It is better to receive it accurately than to arrive by chance.
If you come earlier or later, they won't encounter you, but they do!
Of course, if Liu Xuan were here, he would definitely understand that this is the hexagram he divined for Yang Fan beforehand - Dayou hexagram!
Xiang said: There is great good fortune, it is from God's blessing.