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Everyone had a creepy feeling that such a big living person as Long Fan had disappeared in front of people's eyes. Moreover, Long Brahma was born with a Buddha heart, and he already had the cultivation of the Arhat realm.

Long Jiaoyang forced himself to calm down, thinking about whether the candle dragon boy would have a chance to kidnap Long Fan when he was fighting with the candle dragon boy.

"Don't think about it, it must be the candle dragon boy just now who robbed Long Fan's little Taoist, let's hurry up and catch up with him and save Long Fan. As soon as Daode Tianjun's voice fell, without waiting for everyone to respond, he directly used the earth escape technique to chase in the direction where the candle dragon boy left.

Xiao Linglong stepped on Wu Qilin's head and shouted, "Hurry up and catch up, don't let this shameless guy gouge out the eyes of the candle dragon boy." ”

Wu Qilin showed his pace and quickly chased after him, and Xuan Yuxi and Tianqi followed and chased after him.

Chu Ling'er pulled Long Jiaoyang, raised her eyebrows and said, "Jiaoyang, I vaguely sense that Long Fan is underground, but the breath is very weak, I can't be sure." ”

"Underground?"

Long Jiaoyang knew that Chu Ling'er was through the Tao, and she could perceive many things that she couldn't perceive. It's just that the whole ground is flat and there are no caves, how could Long Fan go underground?

Long Jiaoyang glanced at a few times, the few people killed by the Daode Heavenly Monarch who broke the gossip lock heaven array before, and the direction where the blood flowed after they died, couldn't help but find something unusual. It is obviously contrary to common sense that the blood of these people died in low places, but the blood after their deaths flowed to high places.

"Ling'er, I'll go down and take a look with a clone. Long Jiaoyang was talking, and one of his six clones turned into a Taiji diagram and bombarded from the place where the blood gathered.

Deep underground, Long Fan's whole body was wrapped in white filament silkworm silk, and his entire body was only his hands outside except for his head. On the opposite side of Long Fan, there was a purple bug that was one meter eight long and very fat.

"When contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when he walks in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he is a qiē suffering, and the relics are ......."

Long Fan was reciting the Heart Sutra, but there was no Buddha light floating on his body, and the insect silk on his body made Long Fan's spiritual power invalid, so this seemingly fragile insect silk could bind it.

"Don't read it, can you really do it with a single thought?" If you don't say anything else, can you really do it with a qiē suffering?" said the fat insect in disgust, "The Buddha said, even if you can't do it, you have to do it with all your might." Long Fan said, "Tsk, is it? What can you do? This prince is very hungry now, can you survive my suffering?" The fat insect mocked, Long Fan opened his eyes and said seriously, "I can't die yet, but I can cut my own flesh to feed you." ”

The fat bug laughed mockingly, "Hahaha...... It's funny, it's so funny, do you really have the courage to do this as a child? If you really dare to do this, cut off half of the flesh on your body, and this prince will make you a mount for the rest of your life!"

Long Fan said in a deep voice, "Untie me first, and I'll come to your suffering." ”

"Interesting, really, very interesting, I was going to eat you straight away, but now it looks like I should play with you first. It depends on whether you, the so-called Buddhist disciple who saves everyone from the sea of suffering, can survive the suffering of this prince. "The fat insect, as soon as it opens its mouth to absorb the worm silk back on Long Fan's body, it is not afraid of Long Fan escaping at all, if Long Fan is stronger than it, it will not be able to catch it.

Long Fanyong chanted the Buddha's name, took off his shirt, his eyes were clear and firm, and said, "The Buddha once cut meat and fed Dapeng to survive his suffering." Today, I will be like my ancestors, cutting meat and feeding insects, and surviving their suffering. ”

"What are you doing, no one can find you, no one can break the secret technique of this prince's heaven-covering machine. So, don't think about delaying time, hurry up and cut the meat. The fat insect said in an evil voice, Long Fan condensed the dagger with Buddha qi, and he said in a deep voice, "Amitabha, please give me the divinity to spend a qiē suffering, so that this insect can transcend." ”

At the end of the words, Long Fan slashed his left arm, and the golden Buddha light flashed, with a piercing pain, making Long Fan almost scream. If it was usual, he wouldn't feel the pain when he went down with this knife, but now the pain is unbearable.

The fat insect had already swept away the meat that Long Fan had cut and swallowed, and it urged, "Hurry up, continue to cut it." ”

Long Fan's will was very tenacious, his dagger did not stop, and he found himself undergoing a test, which would be the path to the Buddha's path.

When Long Fan cut off the flesh of his entire arm and the flesh on his chest, Long Jiaoyang's clone entered, his eyes were about to split, and he rushed to heaven with murderous intent...... Dead worm, I'm going to break you to pieces!"

The fat bug was taken aback when it saw someone breaking in, and tried to escape from the cave passage in the nest, but the mutation suddenly happened, and its belly suddenly swelled, and it was stuck in the cave passage.

"How so?" the fat bug screamed.

Long Fan spoke up to stop Long Jiaoyang from killing the fat bug, "Dad, don't hurt it." If a Buddha wants to overcome the suffering of sentient beings, he must first experience greater suffering, and I have finally realized it. ”

As he spoke, the Buddha light on Long Fan's body was flourishing, the golden Buddha light was mending the flesh and blood that had been cut off for him, and there was immortal Buddha qi surrounding Long Fan's body. The next moment, at the center of Long Fan's eyebrows, eyes, and heart, Buddha lotuses bloomed, and when they converged behind Long Fan, seven golden Buddha lotuses suddenly appeared!

The Seven Lotus Bodhisattva, Long Fan ascended to the sky in one step in front of Long Jiaoyang's eyes, and became a Bodhisattva in the stage of the Saint-level Realm!

Long Jiaoyang was dumbfounded, back then, Tianzhu Zhuoma Buddha was full of energy, and it was impossible for him to become a Bodhisattva with the Seven Lotus when he was six years old.

"Longfan is the reincarnation of the Buddha. At this moment, apart from saying that Long Fan was the reincarnation of the Buddha, he couldn't find a reason to prove why Long Fan could become a bodhisattva at the age of six.

"No...... This prince is not a mount...... "The fat insect screamed and turned into a giant demon butterfly.

It couldn't get rid of it at all, and the meat it had eaten before had become a kind of Buddha vow, so that it had to make a pledge to be Longfan's mount in this life.

"Dad, why are you unhappy when I have an epiphany?" Long Fanpan sat on the back of the demon butterfly, surrounded by Buddha lotus, looking like a real Buddha.

Long Jiaoyang said with a bitter expression: "Dad, I never thought of letting you become a monk. ”

"Dad, it was the Stone Buddha who saved our family, we owe the Buddha, and we should repay it with the Buddha Qingxiu. "Long Fandao" We will go to the Brahman realm, which is calculated by the stone Buddha. Long Jiaoyang shook his head and said, "Dad, if you and your mother have never been to the Brahman's realm, I will not survive." The child will not go to the house yet, but will not go until the karma is repaid. "Long Fan's hands are folded, and the law is dignified.

Long Fan was blessed by misfortune, ascended to the sky in one step, and also got the Demon Butterfly Prince as a mount, but Long Jiaoyang was not happy at all, because he saw the final ending of himself and Tianzhu Zhuoma from Long Fan.