"Amitabha, good, good, the donor's anger and resentment are not small, he has blinded his eyes, the poor monk will do the way for heaven today, behead you, this demon, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" Chen Fan swept around the crowd with a cold expression, opened his mouth and spit out a fire dragon, and several people were immediately burned to ashes, "I don't know what to do, I have to kill the poor monks!" Chen Fan snorted coldly and turned around and left.

"In the past, the five Ming kings visualized in the Mida Sutra are not bad, but after all, it is with the help of the power of the five great Ming kings to protect the body, so it is better not to do it." Chen Fan flipped through the Mida Sutra again and thought about it, only to see Chen Fan smile, "Every cultivation system has merits, there are 129,600 acupuncture points in this human body, of which 1,296 are acupuncture, and more importantly, there are 360 acupuncture points around the body, if you hide and condense 360 golden-bodied Arhats in the 360 apertures, hehe, you will not be afraid of group battles at that time." ”

Chen Fan thought that the fox in his arms suddenly moved at this time, and after waking up, he quickly wiped his mouth, almost dripping onto the little fox's body, no wonder he moved, all the acupoints around his body had been opened, only condensation remained, Chen Fan was not in a hurry to find the present scripture now, and went to the Daqian Dynasty to find Yang Pan, and then Chen Fan entered the place where the royal collection of books was collected, and Yang Pan was afraid that others would disturb Chen Fan, so he sent troops to guard it, and no one was allowed to enter.

"There are three hundred and sixty acupuncture points around the human body, and it seems to be a little difficult to condense three hundred and sixty golden body arhats, but try to condense one first." After Chen Fan thought about it, he released Xiong Ba to protect the Dharma beside him, and Yang Pan, who was correcting the official documents, suddenly felt a terrifying aura coming over, and he seemed to be an ant in front of him.

After Chen Fan's luck, the aura of the entire Yujing was moved, and the overwhelming aura came towards the palace, and gradually formed a fog, the degree of spiritual qi liquid, countless masters were suddenly shocked, and thought: "Is this emperor Yang Pan so terrifying?" I can't imagine! ”

After Chen Fan absorbed the aura, after putting it into the three hundred and sixty big tips, he found that he couldn't form it, which made Chen Fan a little annoyed, and tried it again, and found that it still didn't work, Chen Fan swept the guards outside the door, and said: "No, after they cultivate, they use their own soul and body to fuse each other together to achieve the unity of spirit and flesh, but if you do this, it is a bit like the Wu clan, after the body dies, it is dead, the Wu clan has no primordial god, but Hong Yi seems to be a martial arts double cultivator!" After Chen Fan thought about it, he used the power of the divine soul to condense a golden body and store it in an acupuncture point, this time it did not disperse, Chen Fan's mind moved, and the monk turned into a divine soul, "Yes, although it is a trick, but the power is also good, only one level lower than himself!" After Chen Fan said that, he sat down cross-legged, and continued to condense his divine soul power, ready to fill up the three hundred and sixty orifices, time passed little by little, this royal book collection place seemed to be a forbidden place, no one was allowed to enter, even the prince, Yang Pan looked at the room in the west without incident, it has been a year since Chen Fan entered, and he has not come out, which makes Yang Pan a little worried, but every time he walks to the door, he can feel the terrifying breath, and he does not dare to enter at all.

Just like the original book, although Hong Yi did not get the golden paper of the past Mida Sutra, he also got the cultivation method of the past Mida Sutra, and he found it after picking up a book on the way back, if Chen Fan knew about it, he could be angry to death, he really deserved to be the biological son of this world, and on the way home, he picked up a book with the past Mida Sutra in it, it was really fucked.

"Mystery! What do you say is behind the yang god? On this day, Yang Pan suddenly asked Hong Xuanji a word, which made Hong Xuanji a little confused, the emperor is looking for himself about this? Or is it related to the library hall?

Hong Xuanji clenched his fists and said respectfully: "Your Majesty forgives me, Weichen doesn't know, this Yang God is transcendent from everything, immortal and immortal, immortal, picking the sun and moon in his hands, fighting and turning the world, Weichen really can't think of what is after the Yang God!" ”

"Come on! I'll take you to feel it, don't be disturbed later! After Yang Pan finished speaking, he took Hong Xuanji to the door of the library hall, and the two only felt that they were pressed down by a high mountain, and they didn't dare to make a noise, their faces were red, but these two people were worthy of the posture of heaven and man, and at this time they actually boiled up their bodies, and after about a stick of incense, after the coercion disappeared, the two went back, Yang Pan asked: "Do you feel it?" It was just an inadvertent leak of coercion, if it was murderous, the two of us might have lost ourselves, and I didn't think I was a frog at the bottom of the well! ”

Hong Xuanji thought for a while and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, can you tell who the people in Weichen are?" ”

"Monk, I'm no match for him! There is no way to fight back. Yang Pan told Hong Xuanji about the events of that day, and Hong Xuanji shouted after hearing it: "How is it possible! The Yang God turned out to be the god at the bottom who had just started! Hong Xuanji looked at Yang Pan with a look of disbelief.

"Amitabha, why doesn't the donor believe in the poor monks? The gods are divided into sizes, grades, just like people, three, six, nine, etc., the Buddha who was worshiped in the Great Zen Temple destroyed by the two donors was placed in the middle, and the eighteen Arhats and the Bodhisattvas were placed on both sides, just like the civil and military officials. Chen Fan suddenly appeared in the room and said lightly.

Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji looked at the door and window, and glanced at each other again, the two of them didn't find out how Chen Fan came in, and it was still a body, not a divine soul, how could Chen Fan not know what the two of them thought, but there was no explanation, so he said: "There are three thousand worlds in the Buddhist scriptures, and the Daomen also has the words of the heavenly worlds, they are not much different, and the poor monks are from outside this world!" ”

After hearing this, the two of them changed their faces, and they knew Chen Fan's secret, they didn't know if they could still live, only to see Chen Fan and said: "The problem of the poor monk coming to this world is to preach, the gods and Buddhas worshiped by the people in this world all exist, and the Buddha also exists, but the poor monk is different from the Buddha's scriptures, and the poor monk now does not have the ability to spread to the three thousand worlds, reincarnated as a Buddha, and preach to the world. Therefore, the poor monk needs your help, as long as you help the poor monk to preach successfully, it is just a small thing, and he is just a heavenly soldier in the heavenly court! When the time comes, the poor monk will spread the true path of the two of you! Believe in me, cross the other side, get eternal life, and see the road of enlightenment, if you don't believe me, you can't cross the sea of suffering, and you won't get eternal life! After Chen Fan finished speaking, he felt pretty good, but after he went back, he still learned from Lingshan, his own preaching is like engaging in pyramid schemes, but Buddhism is in all the heavens and all worlds, and he doesn't know how to preach, and his strength is not weak, he is still not good at comparing with him, he is also a family, and the gap is really big.

After hearing this, Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji looked at each other's firm eyes, and then said respectfully to Chen Fan: "We are willing to help the teacher!" ”

(End of chapter)