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Buddha Country, Borneo.

In a solemn hall, on all four walls, there are rows of bookshelves, on which tens of thousands of scriptures, classics, and secret scrolls are placed. These books record the history of the entire Buddhist kingdom for thousands of years, the secrets of 10,000 years ago, and countless ancient rumors.

This is a true treasure trove of wisdom.

Books are the crystallization of human ingenuity. By reading books, you can know the truth, understand right and wrong, distinguish right from wrong, and find the true path of cultivation from it.

"Not this one. It's not that one, either. Where the hell are you, come out!"

At this time, a tall monk wearing a white monk's robe was floating back and forth in the temple barefoot. From time to time, he floated to a bookshelf and quickly flipped through the ancient scriptures.

He had shut himself up in this temple for a number of days. It's been a long time for him to lose track of time.

"Impossible, impossible! I have already flipped through the classics, and there has never been a record in the books, someone can use such a sword! Yang Yunfan, how did he do it? He shouldn't have that kind of strength......" The Wisdom Venerable's face was crazy, and he sat in the center of the grand hall.

One of his sleeves was empty, revealing a severed wound.

The wound on his arm had already healed the day after he returned to the Buddha Kingdom. It's just that he still can't let go of the shocking scene of Yang Yunfan in his heart.

It became a nightmare in his heart!

If he couldn't crack Yang Yunfan's knife, he probably wouldn't dare to walk out of the Buddha country again!

Twenty years ago, Huaxia forbade Yuanjun's divine sword, so that he almost didn't dare to go out of the Buddha country for almost twenty years, but in recent years, he gradually realized that Yuanjun seemed to be unable to leave Huaxia too far, and there were any restrictions, so he gradually began to be active on the world stage.

Over the years, as he traveled everywhere, the power of the Brahmanical cult and the Buddha kingdom began to gradually rise and have some influence in the world. It also gave several countries in Europe and the United States an illusion that Buddhism seemed to be able to replace China's position in the world.

However, Yang Yunfan's knife cut off all his hard work!

Yang Yunfan is not a forbidden Yuanjun, this guy is ambitious, almost the same as what he has done in the past 20 years, active on the world stage, constantly creating mythological miracles, and forcibly letting people all over the world see the magical medical skills of China!

Behind the medical skills is the Chinese science, technology, and various powerful soft powers.

His existence is much more terrifying than that Forbidden Yuanjun who has been staying in the capital of Huaxia, staying at home, and only has the ability to deter.

In addition, Yang Yunfan is still so young, when he gets old, who else in the Buddha Kingdom and the Brahmanical Cult can compete with him?

"There had to be a way to restrain his stab. Otherwise, when he has completely mastered this sword, he will be invincible in the world! I, the Brahmin Divine Sect, which is on the side of China, will never have a foothold!" The Wisdom Venerable's face was full of anxiety and fear, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

He already felt the urgency of time.

"Venerable!"

At that moment, a monk knocked lightly on the door, then pushed the door in, and whispered.

"Didn't I say it's okay, don't bother me casually?" Venerable Wisdom raised his head and glared at the disciple angrily.

The huge coercion immediately enveloped the past, and the disciple only felt that his heart instantly tightened, his body weakened, and he knelt on the ground, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and his eyes were full of horror.

He prostrate himself on the ground, extremely respectful, and his lips trembled: "Tell the Venerable, the Great Python God, Lord Yu, you are back." ”

"You're talking about the Pandit family, the kid who raised snakes?"

Hearing this, Venerable Wisdom put down the scroll in his hand and frowned slightly.

He remembered that the Pandit family, the child named Snake Feather, was very ordinary, he was once an ordinary member of the Eight Tribes, and he died when he followed the Kumora brothers to Huaxia on a mission. How did he get back?

"Yes. Lord Yu has returned, and he has successfully cast a golden body and reached the cultivation of a golden arhat. And unlike ordinary golden-bodied Arhats, his power is incomparable, and he seems to have learned some kind of unique secret method. Lord Celestial Dragon, Albus, stopped him at the gate of the main hall, but he was not his enemy. ”

"In addition, the big python domesticated by Lord Yu, unknowingly, has changed and has advanced into a divine dragon. ”

Hearing this, Venerable Wisdom couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

He was worried that the Brahmanical Cult would have no successors, but he did not expect that the child of the Pandit family, who had cowered in the past, would go out on a trip and have such a miraculous change in more than a year. He must have gotten some adventures out there.

It is not surprising that he has cultivated to reach the realm of a golden-bodied Arhat.

However, the python he domesticated actually advanced to a divine dragon. This is also extremely rare in the historical texts of the Brahmanical cult.

That kind of divine dragon is enough to rival the five golden-bodied Arhats in itself, not to mention some unique talents.

"Snake Feather, where is he? let him come to me!"

The Venerable Wisdom did not blame Snake Feather for breaking into the palace without permission and fighting with the people of the Eight Divisions, but was full of anticipation.

The disciple said with some trepidation on his face, "Lord Yu, he is heading towards the Wisdom Temple. His family's secret god and ghost control scroll, the Ajrva Veda, seems to be stored in the Temple of Wisdom, and Lord Yu should have come here in the hope of borrowing this "Ajrva Veda" from His Holiness. ”

It seems that he has already gone back to the ancestral home of the Pandit family to look for it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that this book of scripture is in my hands. ”

The Venerable Wisdom was not angry, but smiled with great satisfaction: "He can think of this scroll of scriptures, it seems that his strength is far beyond that of ordinary golden-bodied Arhats, and he has already glimpsed Bodhi, but he can't touch it. He's only thirty years old...... What a young man! With this talent, in time, or hopefully, he will inherit the throne of the Venerable of a certain temple. ”

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Beyond the Temple of Wisdom.

"Lord Yu, please stop! This is the Temple of Wisdom, no one can trespass without the permission of His Holiness!"

On both sides of the temple, dozens of monks surrounded the snake feathers, but they didn't dare to take a step forward, and their faces were very jealous.

"I know. Moreover, I am not trespassing, I am just here to retrieve the sacred scrolls that have been passed down from generation to generation in my family. Serpent Feather stopped, his face expressionless, but his tone was resolute.

On his arm, a golden dragon was swimming slowly, shaking his head from time to time, looking noble and mysterious. This is the most revered divine beast in the eastern country, and in the Buddha country, there are not many people who believe in the dragon god.

"It's the dragon god......" Seeing the dragon god on the arm of the snake feather, many disciples were prostrate on the ground, chanting the scriptures of divination in their mouths.