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The first thousand and seventy-ninth chapters

Ye Fan's golden mind is like a knife... it cuts open the sky... This is a field that belongs to the spirit and mind. It is an illusory world. What you feel and see may not be true. It is made of the incomplete marks of the previous sages.

The majestic voice disappeared, and the world became much clearer. Arhats from all directions were surprised and looked at it.

Ye Fan did not stop. The golden Arhat he saw was imprinted thousands or tens of thousands of years ago. Without clear spiritual consciousness, it was difficult to have any deep communication.

This is like a ruined world, with godless monks gathering in front of some giant Buddha marks, while the wider area is desolate.

Of course, not every place is accessible.

Some ancient temples and holy temples are so bright that they light up the entire universe and cut through the sky. They stand on the most majestic mountains. These places are difficult to enter and have the relatively unimpaired imprint of the true Buddha.

In some forbidden areas, Ye Fan could only walk around.

The sound of the Buddha was like a thundering holy mountain, the temple was magnificent, and the Buddha's light was vast. He clearly saw several ancient Buddhas, as if they were sitting cross-legged in front of ancient Buddhas, preaching across time and space.

"The Lucky Teaching is really unpredictable. The predecessors created a spiritual field. Those who have succeeded in attaining the state of concentration will have the opportunity to enter it and gain enlightenment in order to achieve the status of Bodhisattva in the future."

It is said that this spiritual field is based on the infinite thought power of Mount Sumeru and radiates out.

Landuo Temple, the power of belief in this place is far inferior to Mount Sumeru and cannot be compared.

If it were in Mount Sumeru, maybe the real body would enter a strange field world, and even more wonderful things would happen.

Because there is a place in Mount Sumeru where the spiritual field is materialized and can allow the true body to go there, just like the realm of gods.

Now... when I am in Lantuo Temple, what I see and feel is not clear. Many places are blurry and cannot be compared.

After bypassing large ancient battlefields and walking across endless land, Ye Fan found nothing... He didn't see An Miaoyi at all, and he didn't know where she was wandering.

When you are in the depths of this field, there are golden lotus flowers everywhere, and the path marks are like wisps, intertwined and intertwined, making the journey difficult.

"This is……"

He finally realized something and saw a small stone nunnery located on the bank of a spiritual lake. The golden lake water was like molten gold... This was pure spiritual energy and one of the origins of this strange paradise.

There are traces left by An Miaoyi here. A piece of bluestone shaped like a lying cow is engraved with her mark, and she once attained enlightenment here.

"The Sutra of Eight Destructions?" Ye Fan said to himself and frowned. This is a sutra that will end the world of mortals and be born pure. Although he has never read it, he has heard of it.

It is said in the scriptures that if there are sentient beings who have many thoughts and always think of and respect the Eight Destroying Bodhisattvas... they will be able to separate from their emotions.

Ye Fan walked forward and soon saw an ancient temple with traces of An Miaoyi's path. He once cultivated the Divine Ryu Dharmakaya here... To think about killing illusions is also to re-view the world.

In the vast world, the mortal world is vain, impure and dirty... I often look at the Immortal Terrace, which is as clear as glass... to resolve all kinds of thoughts in people's minds, and there is also the "White Bone View".

This is the way to leave the world, break away from the world of mortals, and advance to a state of no desire and thought, transcending the world.

Ye Fan was worried that after practicing such a method, he would really be far away from everything in the world and escape, but could he succeed?

The only people who can really achieve this are the immortals in the Nine Heavens. How can a person achieve this? It is too transcendent.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for Buddhism to cultivate the afterlife. If he did so, this life would be empty and illusory.

"Wonderful...".

Ye Fan followed her traces and called out loudly, but could not find her. He even passed through the Bodhi Land and entered the Nirvana Valley of the Ancient Buddha, completely losing her trace.

Ye Fan recited his own sutra, called on her spiritual thoughts, and wanted to communicate with her spirit and bring her back.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of waves and walked through an ancient ruins. In front of him was a cliff, and the silver sea was surging into the sky.

A stone vein ran across it, blocking the mysterious silver sea. He saw a beautiful figure in a trance, with his clothes flowing, and jumped in.

"Go to the sea!"

Ye Fan rushed over in a hurry. There were three big characters on the cliff, clearly describing the name of the silver ocean. It was endless as far as the eye could see. Where are the beauties?

"I clearly saw it. It should be the imprint left a long time ago. She jumped out from here..."

Ye Fan said to himself that he wanted to go to the sea, but he felt a huge crisis, which was incompatible with his way of doing things.

"I don't believe in the past, and I don't cultivate the afterlife. I only believe that if I am invincible in this life, I can go on forever. This sea is called 'the past.' There is no way for me to enter it and challenge my path."

He stood on the cliff, frowning, then suddenly screamed, strode forward, and said: "I firmly believe in my own way. Everything is illusory when I cross the sea. I am invincible in this life, and I will fight all the way. Then, then

Under my feet is the road to immortality."

In order to find An Miaoyi, Ye Fan ignored the danger and jumped into the sea. With one punch, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The silver divine sea was evaporated out of an area, unable to stop him.

Within ten feet, nothing can get close to you, even if the Buddha's light shines all over you, there will be no harm, the golden lotus will bloom with great power, and there will be countless traces of the path, and it will be difficult to cut off its path.

"Boom!"

The silver wave surged into the sky, and the golden lotus took root in the void, almost drowning him, but he shook out the golden light that filled the sky and swept away all obstacles.

"The Immortal Road is ahead of me, and I will climb it myself. The Buddha's path was followed by Buddha's. I will walk my own path without anyone else crossing it." He uttered the sound of heaven from his mouth, which dispersed all traces of the path. He did not change his path and moved forward bravely.

He firmly believes that as long as he is invincible, he can break through anything. He can control everything by himself and do not rely on the vague future, let alone wandering in the past.

"Open it for me!"

Ye Fan's whole body was overflowing with golden light...like the sun that was passing away from me, illuminating the road ahead. He raised his hands and feet and waved them at will, causing the silver sea to collapse, which was shocking.

He searched in this silver divine sea, looking in every direction, and even some golden Arhats looked at him, feeling surprised.

"Who is this person? He dares to cross like this. Instead of purifying himself with the past sea, he shatters everything..."

Ye Fan rushed into the depths and searched in every possible way, but to no avail. There was no glimmer of hope, and he had no idea where An Miaoyi had jumped to.

Finally, he opened a way, defeated the silver sea of ​​the past, and crossed out.

Standing on the cliff, he said nothing for a long time. Everyone has their own way... He wanted to call An Miaoyi to appear, but he could not change An Miaoyi's path and take her out.

With a long sigh, Ye Fan stayed in this mental field for long enough and had no choice but to withdraw.

In Landuo Temple... there was a surge of powerful energy. His spirit returned to his shell and his vitality was restored, which surprised some old monks.

It was not common in ancient times for an outsider to really enter the Bodhisattva realm and then exit calmly.

"Donor, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and you are willing to enter my Lantao Temple... If this is true, you will definitely be able to attain an ancient Buddha in the future, and even become a Buddha," Kuci said.

Ye Fan was speechless. The people at Landuo Temple wanted to convert him into Buddhism. This was impossible. How could he agree?

"Master...has Miaoyi ever woken up?"

In the nine-story stone pagoda, the aura of that beautiful figure became weaker and weaker, and the wick fire as big as a pea was about to be extinguished. The person, the lamp, and the stone Buddha were all extremely dim.

Like a gust of wind blowing, everything will come to an end.

"Miaoyi... wake up." Ye Fan called, which is worrying... He has been in seclusion for a long time and still doesn't wake up. This may be because the god will be destroyed, leaving only his body and the world of mortals.

"This... is really dangerous... Saint monks and ancient Buddhas throughout the ages were like this when they were sitting and reborn." Kuxi frowned.

An Miaoyi retreated to death, and the sacred gem entered the Bodhisattva realm. I don't know what happened, but it was difficult to wake up again.

"Wonderful... wake up!" Ye Fan recited the scriptures... He wanted to realize her return and awaken the potential... using her body as a magic weapon to collect her soul and return.

However, another half month has passed, and An Miaoyi's body has become a little dazed. The sacred rose has been separated from the flesh shell for too long, and its vitality has returned to silence.

It's not that the physical body is about to die, but it's too dangerous. The potential of the physical body thinks that the soul is dry and cannot be returned, so it protects itself.

The human body is a treasure. Even after the death of God, the body can still exist for a long time. This seems to be reflected at this time.

"After hearing about death, are you really going to sit down and die?" Ye Fan's words trembled and he clenched his fists. He wanted to enter the Bodhisattva world again.

However, the result was disappointing. He went in and out seven times, but without any results.

"Miaoyi, you don't want to die..." Ye Fan was anxious and his emotions fluctuated violently. Did the farewell fourteen years ago mean goodbye forever?

"Hunxi, come back!" He sat cross-legged in the stone tower and called with all his heart, hoping to guide a lost soul back.

Kuci recited the name of the Buddha, and the scriptures continued. At this time, it was obvious that, just like the saints of the past generations, An Miaoyi sat down and passed away, and it was difficult to return.

"Why is this happening?" Ye Fan cried sadly.

He stood up in a hurry and entered the Bodhisattva realm for the eighth time. This time he moved forward bravely, clearing the way and even breaking into the marks left by many great Buddhas.

He stopped at many magnificent holy temples, looking up to the sky and roaring, looking for that beautiful and beautiful woman.

In another blurry world, it is filled with Buddha's light, and his brilliance also illuminates the entire world, standing like a god, looking down in all directions, roaring loudly, calling An Miaoyi.

He is like the largest ancient Buddha, roaring to heaven and earth, blooming with invincible brilliance, illuminating all directions.

In the end, Ye Fan returned exhausted again, almost desperate. Even if he was invincible, he couldn't change everything.

Forty-nine more days passed, and the compassionate monk judged that there was no hope for An Miaoyi.

A group of old monks recited sutras to save her from being reborn in bliss. They all knew that no miracle could happen and could not defy heaven.

Ye Fan went deep into the Bodhisattva Realm for the ninth time. This time he almost died inside. He struggled to break out, looked up to the sky and shouted angrily, unable to return.

"Wonderful..." Ye Fan called, holding his cold body and walking out of the pagoda, full of sadness.

"She has officially passed away. Look at the Buddha flowers flying from her head, which proves that the soul fire has been extinguished." Kuci said.

A fragrant fragrance filled the air, and a large rain of flowers fell from the void, spreading all over the stone tower. An Miaoyi's body became completely cold, and the green lamp was extinguished.

"How could this happen?" Ye Fan was in despair, touching that cheek, feeling no warmth at all, and tears couldn't help but fall down.

The petals in the sky fell, the last light was extinguished, the fragrance dispersed, and An Miaoyi looked peaceful, as if she was in a deep sleep.

"Miao uh... wake up." Ye Fan cried.

Kuci led the old monks to withdraw. There was nothing they could do. Even the roses were gone. How could they wake up?

The stone tower was quiet, and Ye Fan sat alone with his cold body in his arms. What did he do to cultivate, and in the end, what was the point of being separated from each other like this?

"Miao uh... wake up." He called over and over again, tears continuing to fall.

I don’t know how long it took, but a weak voice sounded, saying: "You are crying..."

The cold body like a jade sculpture moved slightly, and a pair of eyes on this peerless face opened with difficulty. (To be continued.


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