Things have changed, things have completely changed.
The moment Hong Jingtian admitted that he was convinced, the sky changed.
"Ha ha!"
Lin Fan laughed loudly, it was so fast to dominate a place, but after all, Lin Fan would not stay in this protected place for too long, because he had to continue to improve his strength and kill the ancient tribes.
"Hong Jingtian, you are not bad. You are the first to survive so many times in my hands, so you are very proud." Lin Fan said comfortingly.
But these words were so harsh in Hong Jingtian's ears.
What does it mean to be proud? Am I, Hong Jingtian, such an easy person to deal with?
However, given the current situation, Hong Jingtian did not dare to say anything more.
He was already frightened by Lin Fan's fists, which were so bloody that they could be played by humans.
A few days later.
"Donor, why are you so depressed recently?" Venerable Sakyamuni looked at Lin Fan and asked curiously.
Lin Fan looked at Bald Donkey and said, "Bald Donkey, I've been feeling restless lately. I feel like something will happen and I want to go out and have a look."
"That poor monk..."
"You can stay here. At least one person from the rebel army must be here." Lin Fan said.
"Donor, you don't want to dump me, do you?" Venerable Sakyamuni said suspiciously. Ever since his chest was beaten like this by Lin Fan, Venerable Sakyamuni has been in great pain.
But as time went by, he gradually stopped thinking about these things and seemed to be used to them.
"How is it possible? I, Lin Fan, am a responsible person. Since I did it, I will definitely help you recover." Lin Fan said.
"By the way, my martial arts has improved a lot recently. Maybe I can help you get back to your original state."
When Venerable Sakyamuni heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and said, "Donor, is it true?"
When Venerable Sakyamuni heard this, he was naturally very happy, but suddenly he reacted, "Donor, you'd better tell me how to do it, otherwise this poor monk will feel uneasy."
"It's very simple. Just let me punch you a few more times. I'll blow you up and you should be able to return to your original state. Don't look at me like that. I've done experiments and I'm very confident." Lin Fan
Seeing Bald Donkey's suspicious eyes, he suddenly became a little dissatisfied.
If I hadn't been gay towards you, I would have left you alone a long time ago.
It's good now, I still don't believe the young master. This is a distrust of the young master Chi Guoguo.
"Ahem, donor, the poor monk absolutely believes in you, but after thinking about it, he might as well wait. When the donor is 100% sure, the poor monk will give it a try."
Venerable Sakyamuni trembled when he thought of blowing it up like Lin Fan said.
This is a bit scary.
"Donor, when are you going to leave?" asked Venerable Sakyamuni.
Lin Fan hesitated for a moment, "I will leave tomorrow. Ever since I came to this protected place, my heart has been beating loudly. There is a feeling in the dark that makes me leave here."
Venerable Sakyamuni looked at Lin Fan, and then nodded, "Everything has its own definition. Since the donor can feel this feeling, he naturally has to go with his heart and stay here forcibly. There may be changes.
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"Yes." Lin Fan nodded. Although he did not practice Buddhism, he also knew this principle.
Buzz!
"Donor, this is the cultivation technique of "Transformation Method", given to you." Venerable Sakyamuni raised his finger, and a golden "Swastika" floated out.
The vast Buddha-nature rushes towards the face, and the visions of Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat and so on surround "Swastika".
"Bald Donkey, why are you so generous?" Lin Fan had been looking forward to "The Art of Transformation" for a long time. He didn't expect that when he was about to leave, the Bald Donkey actually gave it to him.
"Donor, the poor monk thinks you are humiliating the poor monk. The poor monk has always been known for his generosity. Since you doubted the poor monk, the poor monk took it back."
"Hey, hey, why are you just joking?" Lin Fan couldn't let "The Art of Transformation" fly like this, so naturally he accepted it all.
Lei Lei needs this "Transformation Technique" to train Dharma King, and he needs this "Transformation Technique" even more.
Lin Fan is still thinking about upgrading the "Art of Transformation" to the final version, which would be very cool.
"It's just a pity that this "Great Transformation of Buddha's Light", if it were not lost, then everything in the world can be transformed." Venerable Sakyamuni said regretfully.
Lin Fan smiled calmly and took the shining golden "Swastika" into his body. Suddenly, the Thunderous Training Arcana King roared.
""The Art of Transition" This is the "Art of Transition". As long as you can practice it to the peak, this Dharma King can become a Buddha of enlightenment."
The King of Thunder Training rushed towards him hungrily, wanting to devour the "卍", but in an instant, he was blocked by Lin Fan.
"Master, please give it to me," the King of Thunder Training said pitifully.
"I'll give it to you later."
Of course, Lin Fan couldn't let Thunder Train Dharma King swallow him, otherwise what would he do?
This "Art of Transformation" is so awesome, then if "The Technique of Transformation into Buddha's Light" is not against the heavens.
"With the wisdom of this emperor, I am enough to comprehend the "Great Transformation of Buddha's Light" from this "Art of Transformation"." Lin Fan said confidently.
"Blow, keep blowing, can we be a little embarrassed?" Venerable Sakyamuni said in disbelief.
"Haha, Bald Donkey, when this emperor realizes this "Great Journey into Buddha's Light", don't beg me." Lin Fan said with a smile.
"Absolutely impossible. If this poor monk begs you, he will be a dog." Venerable Sakyamuni shook his head and said decisively.
Late at night.
Lin Fan said, "There is a difference between men and women" and sent the bald donkey away.
Lord Sakyamuni looked at the bright moon in the night sky and couldn't help but feel inspired to write poems. However, he had nothing in mind and could not think of anything for the time being.
"Hey, Master Lin Shi is leaving." Venerable Sakyamuni sighed, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes, but in an instant, he started laughing.
"The poor monk is the deputy captain of the rebel army, but if Donor Lin leaves, wouldn't the poor monk be the leader? Yes, yes, this life is meaningful."
Venerable Sakyamuni walked towards his house, thinking about how he would respond to every call from now on, with countless members supporting him.
This scene could not be dissipated in the mind of Lord Sakyamuni for a long time. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.
The next day!
Lin Fan left quietly.
However, in the words of Venerable Sakyamuni, the captain is practicing in seclusion and there is absolutely no way he will come out in less than 180 years.
For everyone in the rebel army, Lin Fan was their backbone. If they knew that the captain had left, there was no telling what trouble would happen.
In particular, some other teams may mercilessly mock the rebels, so Lin Fan would never let this happen.