Break free from the mire and regain control of your body.

This feeling is naturally indescribably beautiful.

It's a pity that in Ye Fan's mind, the strange and evil black mist still exists, and it is accompanied by a thick ominous aura.

It is suspected that the evil ghost who was suppressed by Sakyamuni himself and sealed for more than 2,000 years is now living in Sendai, the center of his eyebrows.

The danger of the demon is unquestionable, and his strength is self-evident.

At least, it is by no means that Ye Fan, who has only opened up the sea of bitterness at present, can resist.

This is also the biggest reason why the evil ghost relaxed his guard and dared to return his physical body to Ye Fan.

He knows everything about Ye Fan well, and the latter is destined to make any waves.

However, even in such a dangerous situation, Ye Fan did not fall into despair, but thought more and more calmly.

Since the evil ghost can be suppressed by Shakyamuni himself, its predecessor must be a certain incredible existence, even if the cultivation is not comparable to the Buddha, it is by no means comparable to the monks of the contemporary earth, needless to say, it is likely to be a legendary saint!

There is no doubt that this evil ghost is a living fossil-like existence, even if its current cultivation has almost been wiped out, but its vision and heritage are still there, and it is by no means ordinary.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan immediately calmed down and looked inwardly at the sea of wheels.

I saw that the golden sea of bitterness was far beyond the previous one, it was really vast and boundless, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and the waves were undulating.

I never thought that Ye Fan was originally going to self-detonate the source stone, but in the end, he fulfilled himself, which was really a creation and trickery.

"Leaf, come on!"

Just when many thoughts were rising and falling in Ye Fan's heart, Pang Bo's shout not far away woke him up.

Hearing the sound, Ye Fan suppressed the thoughts in his mind for the time being, and immediately took a step, truly stepping into the range where the Great Lei Yin Temple was located.

In fact, Ye Fan's eyes were like torches, and he had already watched and watched, except for a stone Buddha and a bright bronze ancient lamp in the ancient temple.

Of course, it is even more impossible to have a Buddha in everyone's hearts.

However, although the people did not see the Buddha, they also turned out some broken objects in the thick dust, with many mysterious and complicated lines on them, like words, and like meaningless scratches.

Since Ye Fan had shown an understanding of Chinese myths and legends, as well as Zhong Dingwen, Pang Bo, Zhou Yi and others all looked at Ye Fan expectantly, hoping that he would be able to figure out the origin of these things.

"Give!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Pang Bo threw the most mysterious and complete bronze ancient lamp in his hand to Ye Fan.

The ancient lamp is wonderful, sprinkled with bright and clear glow, and the dust is not clean.

Ye Fan pretended to turn a few times and said with a smile:

"Well, the copper lamp that Shakyamuni personally wiped in the past can be sold for a good price."

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but laugh, and their tense nerves relaxed slightly.

It's a pity that even Ye Fan, who is a monk, can't see the origin of these Buddhist artifacts in front of him, and he thinks it's because the realm gap is too big.

Seeing that Ye Fan shook his head, although Wang Ziwen, Lin Jia and others were disappointed, they were helpless.

"These artifacts are wonderful, let's search them carefully, and it's good to keep them for self-defense."

Under the mobilization of Zhou Yi, everyone once again mustered up their enthusiasm to explore the dilapidated ancient temple that had accumulated a thick layer of ash.

Ye Fan saw that someone even hit the idea on the plaque of the "Great Leiyin Temple" and the stone Buddha in the ancient temple.

Thinking that he didn't have a decent Buddha treasure in his hand, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel itchy, and was about to step forward to join the ranks of everyone.

"Humph! All that is on the ground is mundane things, and if you leave the barrier of the old bald donkey, you will definitely not be able to withstand the erosion of time! ”

Wudi, in Ye Fan's mind, there were words of sincere disdain from the evil ghost.

Ye Fan was also quite surprised that the evil ghost took the initiative to speak.

He had thought that the demon should be the type of man who was silent, but now that he thought about it, it really seemed to be a bit of a talker.

At the same time, Ye Fan's mind turned, keenly caught the key words in the evil ghost's words, and asked rhetorically:

"Could it be that under this Great Thunder Yin Temple, there is a cage where you are imprisoned?"

Regarding Ye Fan's speculation, the evil ghost was noncommittal, and only said with compassion:

"In the eighteenth layer of hell, there are indeed a lot of 'good things', what, do you want this seat to show you the way?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan shook his head decisively.

Just kidding, even this old ghost has to desperately flee from the place, he doesn't have a long life.

Moreover, when I heard these eighteen layers of hell, it didn't feel like just one prisoner was imprisoned......

"However, there is indeed something extraordinary here, I don't know, do you have that kind of wisdom root?"

The demon's tone teased Ye Fan's heart.

Standing in the main hall of the ancient temple, he did not rush to search for the Buddha treasure, but seriously pondered the words of the evil ghost.

After a while, Ye Fan's eyes were shining, and he smiled.

He did the opposite, and instead of going with his classmates to search for the ancient temple, he walked straight towards the door.

"Yes, you're not stupid."

In the words of the evil ghost, there was a rare hint of praise.

Ye Fan's physical body is special, and he is undoubtedly the most suitable carrier for him at present.

And if Ye Fan can cultivate to a higher realm, the greater the hope of the evil ghost's recovery.

Of course, in this process, it is inevitable that there will be intrigue between the two.

In fact, the evil ghost was not as powerful as Ye Fan imagined.

More than 2,000 years ago, he was unwilling to accept his fate and paid a huge price to escape from a Jedi somewhere.

Unfortunately, he bumped into Shakyamuni, was arrested on the spot, and was suppressed under the Great Lei Yin Temple.

And he, not even a complete life form, even his memory is obviously missing.

But even so, this evil ghost still made Shakyamuni jealous, and he only dared to suppress it, and did not dare to get rid of it, for fear of being contaminated with great cause and effect.

In the end, Ye Fan dug out a Bodhi seed from the soil under the Bodhi tree, which showed a natural Buddha path map.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan's mind came with a cold snort of the evil ghost, which seemed to be full of resentment and many complex and inexplicable mood swings.

Ye Fan had a thoughtful expression, and then took the opportunity to ask:

"Who left this Bodhi Seed?"

"Shakyamuni."

The evil ghost didn't seem to want to mention the name more, but even if it was just a short four words, it still made Ye Fan's heart surge.

Sure enough, it's this sage!

Although there have been many speculations before, they are not as good as the evil ghost's own admit.

And to be able to let Sakyamuni personally suppress it, and even left a big thunder sound temple, this old ghost is really not to be underestimated.

Could it be that it's Monkey King!?

Such a whimsical idea appeared in Ye Fan's mind for a moment, and he was vetoed by himself.

"You kid!"

The evil ghost in his mind naturally knew what Ye Fan was thinking.

learned that his real body was mistakenly thought that his real body was a monkey, and he almost turned Ye Fan's sea of knowledge upside down.

It was only with great difficulty that the black mist in his mind was calmed, and the demon did not stop for long before it trembled violently again.

The immense power in the underworld almost made Ye Fan's physical body unable to withstand that kind of coercion, and it could collapse at any time.

At the same time, it was the rather solemn voice of the evil spirit:

"The breath of Shakyamuni."

Hearing this, even Ye Fan couldn't help but be shocked.

Immediately afterward, the person looked in the direction where the evil spirit had spawned, but found nothing.

However, soon, not only Ye Fan, but even everyone in the Great Lei Yin Temple had a sense, and they all came to the outside of the ancient temple and looked into the distance.

"Winter!"

"Winter!"

"Winter!"

I saw that at the end of the desolate and boundless world, a figure of a model lake manifested and slowly walked forward.

With the sound of majesty and grandeur, the void shook violently.

There is also a certain kind of sacred and peaceful fluctuations spreading, and the Buddha is full of meaning, so that the dilapidated Da Lei Yin Temple in front of him is flowing out of the surging Buddha light.

However, although this kind of power is amazing, the feeling that it brings to Ye Fan in the dark is far inferior to the evil ghost just now, and even inferior to Duan De before.

Therefore, Ye Fan did not believe that the person who came was Shakyamuni himself.

Combined with what the evil ghost said just now, it must be someone related to Shakyamuni.

Just when Ye Fan and the others were full of thoughts in their minds, the figure far away in the sky seemed to have exerted the legendary magic power of shrinking the ground into inches, and after a short time, it came to everyone.

It was a young monk who looked to be no more than ten years old, wearing a white monk's robe, holding a Zen staff made of black iron, and his body was shrouded in Buddha's light, accompanied by some kind of unique Taoist rhyme.

Although the top of his head is bare, he is definitely dignified and full of jade.

"I've met your donors."

Everyone took the Nine Dragons to pull the coffin and descended to Yingchao, not only saw the legendary Da Lei Yin Temple, but now also met such a living little monk, it was really like a dream.

Just when everyone was stunned, the little monk's gaze wandered over Ye Fan and Pang Bo, with a thoughtful expression.

Seeing this, Ye Fan took the initiative to take a step forward and asked with a smile:

"Dare to ask the master's number."

"Golden cicada."

With the peaceful voice of the little monk coming, the place was instantly silent, silent.