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The so-called tribes are the most primitive civilizations. Matthew has practiced Buddhism for hundreds of generations, and the only small world he has encountered is the world in front of him, which is outdated to the point that there are no Buddhist cultivators and no civilization inheritance. Cultivating Buddha in such a low-end small world, Ma Xiuyuan recalled his original life, and he almost wanted to cry without tears.

You'll never understand how tiring it is for one person to challenge the perception of the whole world. Ma Xiuyuan of that life passed down the Taoist system of cultivating Buddhism, established the world's largest temple, and finally passed away in the temple.

However, until the day before he passed away, when he stepped out of the mountain gate and sat down to drink tea and chat within a radius of less than 20 miles, someone actually asked him: "What is the Buddha, can you eat it, and how much is a catty?" At that time, Matthew Yuan could only laugh. The inheritance of Buddhism requires the baptism of years, and the power of one is shallow after all.

The only thing that is different from those low-end small worlds is that Matthew has learned from the transparent mouths of some tribes that there is a central avenue that is very different from this place.

"Son, since you want to know so much, then I'll tell you. This avenue is the embodiment of the spirit of the angry lion. The food and utensils of our tribe are all collected by the sparks, and when it comes to the holy pilgrimage, they are exchanged on the streets. So didn't the old patriarch always hand it over to you to learn the collection spell of Starfire? ”

Ma Xiuyuan was still stunned, but suddenly came back to his senses and said, "Ah, patriarch, I won't ......"

The old patriarch estimated that he was old and had a bad memory, and as soon as Ma Xiuyuan arrived in Shicun, he thought he was a naughty child in the clan, and directly called the ear to mention the order.

"Look, I'll teach you again, if you can't learn it again, just follow those wastes and go to the Mountain of Atonement to sweep the holy path. ”

The old patriarch's hands moved slowly, and a large number of sparks seemed to be mobilized from the transparent body, and said, "Take a look." With the sound of the incantation, the spark was slowly swallowed into the old patriarch's body, and Ma Xiuyuan was a little speechless, wouldn't this hurt the foundation?

"Patriarch Grandpa, when can we go to the Holy Dao?" Ma Xiuyuan really wanted to see what kind of strange inheritance this so-called Holy Dao was, which could exist alone from all races.

"Soon, in a few days it will be the lion fight, when the holy path will be opened, and we will be able to exchange these collected sparks for things. The old patriarch said with a relieved face. After collecting a lifetime of sparks, he naturally wants to use these life's efforts in exchange for a better development of the tribe.

"Patriarch Grandpa, do we have lions in Shicun?"

"You don't know how to spark art, how many times have I talked about this lion fighting meeting, but I haven't listened to it, I'm confused all day long, it seems that I really want to punish you to sweep the holy way! The lion fighting club is a great competition once in a hundred years for all races, and it is said that every time you win the three crowns, you will have the opportunity to receive the baptism of the holy fire and achieve the body of the flesh, just like the protector of the holy road. ”

"What? The people on that holy path are all fleshed?" asked Matthew, a little surprised.

The old patriarch nodded and said with a smile: "That's right. Although the lion fighting will only be opened once in a hundred years, but the holy road will be opened once in ten years, the road is all with the body of the master, envy and envy must work hard, although this lion fighting meeting, may not have your chance, but you are still young, the next hundred years, you can fight. ”

Ma Xiuyuan's heart stirred up turbulent waves. I thought it was an illusory copy of the illusion, but when the old patriarch said it, he did come from the mouth of the angry lion before. The people here are naïve enough to think that only powerful people can have physical bodies. Those who have flesh are the supreme rulers of this world!

This is no longer simply a fantasy.

Most likely, it's a small world of its own!

"That's right, Shi Yanzi. What's your name?"

"Wait. Matthew ran quickly towards the sacred mountain.

The old patriarch shook his head and sighed, "Which family's parents are these, so casual." It's really embarrassing to call it a stone and so on. ”

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After the pilgrimage to the sacred mountain, no one stayed except for the eternal flame at the top of the mountain. Such a holy place, no one among the ten nations would dare to have the slightest disrespect. Every tribe was taught that they were not allowed to stay on the holy mountain except for sacrifices and worship.

Matthew Yuan went up the mountain at this time, as if he was in a no-man's land.

As he approached the top of the mountain, Matthew slowed down. The trace of Buddha power in the center of his eyebrows quietly came out, and quickly crossed Ma Xiuyuan's fingers.

The angry lion Buddha fire, which had been burning quietly, suddenly shook a little.

Matthew felt his heart beat strongly. Freed from the shackles of his body, he seems to be able to exert his strength and Buddha power to the extreme.

Thump!

Thump!

Great dark sky.

There was nothing but black and white in his eyes. The black is perished, and the white is the eternal glory.

"Sure enough, there is only that way......"

He suddenly flashed to the side, and the whole person was like a turtle's breath, not moving at all.

A figure descended from the sky.

"It's strange, there was obviously a slight fluctuation in the holy flame just now, why did it suddenly disappear......"

A figure landed, and the black shadow was stretched narrow under the light of the flame.

"What's the matter?"

"Lord Lancang, there was a slight movement in the holy flame just now, so I came to check it out, but I didn't expect to alarm you, my lord. ”

The black shadow sighed softly, and a gust of wind rose, quickly sweeping around.

After a moment, the wind was quiet.

"It's okay to think about it too much. However, the rice is about to ripen, and the closer you are to harvesting, the more careful you are. ”

"Your Excellency, you mentioned that. ”

The black shadow nodded and said, "After this time, I will naturally give you a recast body as a reward." ”

The old man's figure trembled, kneeling on the ground and tears were rampant, "Lord Xie." ”

"Go ahead. The fishing nets outside have also been cast, and it is time to reel in them. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

The priest retreated quickly. There was a long and narrow figure beside the holy fire, "The master has fallen, Nirvana is imminent, I have to wait quickly." ”

"Don't worry, this time the fish will definitely satisfy you. ”

"Boom. ”

The laughter faded into the sky above the top of the mountain. After coming over for a long time, a small head came out of the bushes on one side, and Matthew Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "If he doesn't leave, the baby really can't hold back." ”

In his heart, there was already a trace of doubt about this strange world. Eccentric transparent people, eccentric civilizations, and that eccentric central holy path......

Matthew glanced at the burning flame and asked himself, "Is ......the rice ripe?" What exactly is to be harvested?"