Chapter Seventy-Three: The Ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern

With the beating of the flames, the temperature in the whole grass house slowly rose, and at the same time, a melodious tone sounded, and the two of them only felt a burst of enlightenment, and their ears and eyes were clear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Fan looked at the bronze ancient lamp in his hand blankly, his arm was a little trembling, and the bronze lamp holder was rusty, depicting mysterious symbols.

"Dang!"

The sound of concussion like Hong Zhong Da Lu suddenly sounded, and Ye Fan and Ye Jin's hearts trembled violently, and their hearts actually gave birth to a sense of detachment.

Almost at the same time, he slowly sat down on the ground, involuntarily clasped his hands, and above the heads of the two of them, a burst of golden light flickered continuously, and above the golden light, there seemed to be a vague figure sitting cross-legged.

"Accompanied by the green lantern, purifying all sentient beings, my Buddha is merciful, willing to fall into reincarnation! Amitabha-"

The melodious sound of the Buddha's horn sounded, Ye Fan's eyelids jumped slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at the figure above his head.

The golden light gradually faded, and a vague figure slowly emerged, it was an old monk with kind eyebrows, who was looking at Ye Fan kindly.

"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked.

The old monk shook his head slowly, put his hands together and said: "The Buddha's body has self-destructed, I am no longer me, how can I get my name?

"What is Buddha's fate?" Ye Fan frowned slightly, since a catastrophe 10,000 years ago, the Buddhist family was wiped out, and Buddhism, which was at its peak, has long since disappeared.

Ten thousand years later, people have long forgotten the existence of Buddhism, Ye Fan is only fourteen years old, and naturally he has never heard of the legends about Buddhism.

The old monk sighed heavily: "Child, the word Buddha, the old monk has never understood the word Buddha for three thousand years, so why should he be obsessed with a name? You don't know, it's because the great war back then has completely destroyed the Taoist system of Buddhism, but if my Buddha fire is not extinguished, it will eventually become a prairie fire one day." ”

Ye Fan was a little confused, what the hell did this old bald man say?

The old monk continued: "I have lit the inextinguishable green lantern, from now on, you will be the descendant of my Buddhism, child, are you willing, the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, always by your side?"

"I don't want to!" Ye Fan's answer made the old monk stunned.

"I just want to work hard to improve my cultivation and protect the people I can protect! Just like the fifth brother protects me!" Ye Fan's eyes were firm.

The old monk shook his head slowly, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "That's it, one day, you will understand, but since you have lit the Buddha lamp, I can't break the rules he set, and I will teach you the Buddha Gate today!"

The old monk stretched out his index finger and gently pointed at Ye Fan, and that finger seemed to penetrate the void and hit her eyebrows.

The golden light burst out, and Ye Fan's entire body was bathed in a golden light.

The old monk withdrew his fingers, looked at Ye Fan who was wrapped in golden light lovingly, and said softly: "Child, there are some things that have been destined by fate, and you can't change them if you want to, I hope that these things left behind can help you become a Buddha as soon as possible!"

Ye Fan's breath rose rapidly, and at the same time, the inextinguishable green light flickered, rushing towards Ye Fan in the golden light.

The speed was extremely fast, but what was surprising was that the flame that seemed to be weak did not fluctuate for half a minute, and it never entered his eyebrows.

The entire grass house, with the explosion of golden light, completely disappeared, and even the figures of Ye Fan and Ye Jin disappeared with it, and they didn't know where they went.

It's just that in the original location of the thatched house, a few lines of golden characters emerged.

"The lights are not extinguished, the ever-bright fire, the Fusang wood, the emperor's road, the three-life monument, there is no realm!"

"Millennium Guardian, the Three Great Treasures, whether you can transcend it today depends on what you little guys can do!" Then, a mysterious voice suddenly sounded.

Then, the whole space returned to calm.

Ye Mo looked at the tarsal vine that had completely trapped himself in it, and a wry smile pulled up at the corner of his mouth, at this moment, there was really no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground.

His whole body seemed to be in a blood-red space, but although the tarsal vine enveloped him, he didn't see the slightest movement, just swayed gently.

His eyes narrowed slightly, he had seen with his own eyes the horror of the tarsal vine, the fighting power of the red feather eagle was no less than his own, and it was only a moment before he was sucked into a dry corpse.

Thinking that he had been entangled in the ankle by the tarsal vine before, if it wanted its own life at that time, I am afraid that it would not have been spared, let alone cut those rattans.

In this way, it doesn't want to hurt itself at all, but why should it trap itself?

"Whew-"

Suddenly, countless thin tarsal vines wound around his body.

Ye Mo's face changed, and there were blood-red waves in all directions, dense and dense, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

Letting the cold rattan entangle his body, Ye Mo still didn't move, and there was no way to avoid it left and right, so let's bet once, just bet on this tarsal vine to trap himself, what is the purpose.

After the tarsal vine wrapped Ye Mo around, he took his body and shrank back towards the ground.

Before Ye Mo could react, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and when he regained his eyesight, he found that he had entered another cave blessed land.

The terrifying air currents raged and churned, and the entire space was filled with a sense of chaos and destruction.

"Heir, welcome here!" a voice rang out from across the space.

Ye Mo glanced around, but he didn't find a figure, and couldn't help but try to contact the Wujun Heavy Silkworm, but the Wujun Heavy Silkworm seemed to be asleep and couldn't be contacted at all.

"Forget it, if you come, then you will be safe, and see what you want to do?" Ye Mo collected his mind slightly, and looked up to the sky and asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

The voice laughed and said, "Don't you want to know what kind of space you are in now?"

"If you don't say it, how do I know?" Ye Mo pouted.

"This is the internal space of the Three Lives Monument of Hatred!"

"What!?" Ye Mo was shocked, Wujun Heavy Silkworm said that the Sansheng Monument was the treasure of suppressing the hatred of the sky, and he was reluctant to give up because he couldn't move it.

I didn't want to be in its internal space at the moment, and hurriedly asked, "Can I still get out?"

"Of course!" the voice laughed, "It's just that since you have entered the Sansheng Monument, you are the successor of the Sansheng Monument, but if you want to be recognized by it, you must pass his test!"

"What a test, come here together! I'm in a hurry to go home for dinner!" Ye Mo said with a smile.

"The test is divided into three levels, and all the three levels of the test are qualified, and you will be the owner of this stone tablet in the future, but with your current strength, you can barely go through the first layer!"

Ye Mo was surprised: "But I don't want to be this inheritor, can you just let me out, I don't even have a head to cultivate, give me this treasure, I deserve it!"

The voice said disdainfully: "You don't like to be embarrassed to use a stone tablet as a weapon in the future, right?"

Ye Mo smiled embarrassedly, indeed, there was no place to attract him from the Sansheng Monument, if it was really used as a weapon, I am afraid it would be even more embarrassing than the burning stick in his hand.

At the beginning, if you want to include him in the space, you can also comprehend the Heavenly Dao through its origin of hatred of heaven, but at this moment, it is absolutely impossible to ask it to be the master of the Three Lives Monument.

"I don't know how many people want to be the owner of the Sansheng Monument, but they are not qualified, and now I take the initiative to invite you in, but you are still not happy, I really don't know what to do!"

Ye Mo said with a smile: "You don't know what to do, let me out, I'm really in a hurry to go home!"

"Hmph, is this up to you alone?" The voice said lightly: "The suppression of the Sansheng Monument is the condensation of the origin between heaven and earth, not only can it suppress a domain, but it can also suppress all things, if it passes the test of the three levels and becomes its true master, you can use its power, and when the time comes, you can suppress the other party in the palm of your hand, and you can't turn over for ten thousand years, do you think it's just an ordinary thing?"

"Is it really that powerful?" Ye Mo suddenly said, if this is the case, he can barely accept it, and be careful not to be discovered when it is a big deal.

"Don't talk nonsense, take the first test!"

As the words fell, around him, a hundred figures in golden armor appeared out of thin air.

"In the first level, kill a hundred powerhouses of the same level!" the voice continued to sound.

Ye Mo's heart was relieved, this is simple, his current combat power can be comparable to the True Martial Eight-Rank Realm, and it is not difficult to face a hundred True Martial Five-Rank Realm powerhouses, just take advantage of the complex terrain to fight.

It's just that when the hundred gold-armored people released their breath, Ye Mo's relaxed face immediately cooled.

"Your mother's cheating, these are clearly the masters of the realm of the eight grades of true martial arts, and Lao Tzu is the fifth grade of true martial arts!"