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Being in mid-air, Jiang Xiaofan, who was falling sharply, felt a chill down his spine, and his heart was cold, he was just an ordinary person, falling from such a high cliff, he couldn't think of any better ending than death. (Please search, or enter directly to see the latest chapter)

The wind in his ears was whistling, and he didn't know how long it was, with a loud 'poof' sound and splashing water, Jiang Xiaofan suddenly became happy, fortunately, he had learned to dive in order to peep at beautiful women playing in the water before, otherwise he would really have to play chess with Satan this time.

"Damn, damn little white face, actually crossed the river and demolished the bridge, wait for the uncle to go out, get a big black dog, and bite you to death!" Jiang Xiaofan scolded while swimming towards the shore.

"Donor from afar, you have finally arrived, and the old man has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

As soon as he climbed onto the water's edge, there was a sound in front of him, and not far away there was a dilapidated stone platform, on which an old monk sat cross-legged, and he did not know how old he had lived, and his flesh and blood were dry and dry, like rotten wood.

"You... Who are you?"

Jiang Xiaofan was shocked, and involuntarily took a step back, not expecting that there was actually a monk here, to be exact, more like a dried corpse.

"The old man lights the lamp..."

"I'll poke, Lao Tzu is Shakyamuni!"

Jiang Xiaofan was startled and subconsciously spoke, but then he felt that this was too much, but the old monk nodded.

"You... Convinced?"

My Buddha once said that heaven and earth are one, Hongyu has no appearance, and everything in the world is Buddha. ”

Jiang Xiaofan was surprised, feeling that this old monk was very unusual, too different from the monks in those temples on the earth, although he was thin and unlooking, he had a natural temperament.

Jiang Xiaofan was not very timid, his mood calmed down, and he asked the old monk why he stayed in this place, but the old monk's answer made him burst into a foul mouth again, and he almost couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"The old man meditated here for 18,000 years, waiting for someone who was destined to pass on a Buddhist scripture"

The old monk's eyes were very deep, which made Jiang Xiaofan feel frightened, and shook his head very resolutely, just kidding, he is still an innocent virgin, and he didn't see through the red dust so quickly.

The old monk was slightly stunned, as if he had thought of something, smiled slightly, folded his hands, and said: "The old monk only teaches the Fa, and in the future, the donor will still be in charge of yourself..."

Jiang Xiaofan looked at the old monk seriously, and felt unbelievable, he actually met the legendary ancient Buddha of the burning lamp here, and wanted to pass on his Buddhist scriptures, which was like a dream.

He was skeptical, he had no interest in the Buddha, but he could feel the sincerity of the old monk, he should not have deceived him, and the most important thing was that he really didn't feel that he had anything worth being deceived by others.

He raised his head and touched his chin, this is a legendary big man, although he feels a little unreliable, but whatever, he doesn't suffer anyway, it's a big deal to listen to a storytelling.

Seeing Jiang Xiaofan nodding in agreement, the old monk smiled slightly, raised a thin finger, and a ray of golden holy light did not enter Jiang Xiaofan's eyebrows, and in his mind, hundreds of millions of golden charms suddenly appeared, and finally condensed into a huge 'Buddha' word, turning into golden mangs and integrating into the meridians of his whole body.

Jiang Xiaofan's eyes widened and he was dumbfounded, he never thought that the old monk's so-called transmission of the Fa would be like this, this is simply a real immortal!

"This is what my Buddha left in the past, you should keep it, and you must not display it in front of the world. ”

After passing the Buddhist scriptures to Jiang Xiaofan, the old monk looked a little weak, his face was solemn, and he solemnly handed out a palm-sized silver copper sheet, which was inconspicuous, shook in front of Jiang Xiaofan's eyes and disappeared, appearing in his body.

"Boom..."

The moment the silver copper piece entered Jiang Xiaofan's body, his body seemed to be burning, blooming with a blazing colorful glow, illuminating the entire Divine Cliff Mountain Stream.

At this moment, he actually saw through his body, and in his abdomen, there was a small colorful lake, mysterious to the point of almost dream. In the center of this small lake, a palm-sized piece of copper appeared, quietly suspended there, emitting a faint divine light, like a holy source, supporting a piece of heaven and earth.

The mysterious lake became more and more brilliant, and the colorful divine glow came out of the body, like the light of the world, and vaguely, he heard a very special sound, coming out of the silver copper sheet.

"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency and lose more than the loss..."

The sound of the avenue is vast and profound, like a gurgling stream crossing his heart, as if it came from the ancient flood through time and space, and vibrated in Jiang Xiaofan's heart like Huang Zhong Dalu.

The old monk showed a surprised look for the first time, but it was only an instant that he calmed down again, and there seemed to be nothing in this world that could affect him anymore.

"What's going on?!What just happened!"

When he was relieved, Jiang Xiaofan looked at his hands in surprise and looked his body up and down, for fear that something important was missing.

"The prosperous era is about to begin, and the way of heaven is restarted..."

After doing this, the old monk looked at Jiang Xiaofan fixedly, his eyes became deeper and deeper, he didn't say anything more, as if his merits were complete, his hands were folded, the golden flames around his body were highlighted, and his body began to wrap around, frightening Jiang Xiaofan to jump out of the distance.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Xiaofan was shocked, and hurriedly jumped to the side of the water flow not far away, stretched out his hands, and kept splashing water towards the place where the old monk was, but what shocked him again was that the water was still in mid-air, and it was steamed clean a few meters away from the old monk.

"May you attain enlightenment in the immeasurable world, give up your chances, descend to the palace, renounce your position and become a monk, and learn the Tao through asceticism, what is the way?

The old monk was skinny, he seemed very calm, reciting Buddhism, he was surrounded by bright and holy fireworks, and his body was transparent, and even a qiē in his body could be seen.

The stone platform was peaceful, covered with a great aura, and after a few moments, its bones were broken, its flesh turned into light, and it turned to ashes, leaving nothing behind, and it was removed from this world forever.

Jiang Xiaofan stood dozens of meters away in a daze, and didn't walk over again until a long time, looking at the ashes on the stone platform, his eyes widened, the previous scene was still echoing in front of his eyes, the golden flame was very peaceful, he didn't feel a trace of heat, and even he didn't know how the flame appeared, but it burned the old monk cleanly.

"Is this the legendary Death?"

Jiang Xiaofan was a little shocked, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was like playing with fire**.

"The holy monk passed on my Buddhist scriptures, no matter what, they are all regarded as my master, and they are worshiped by the disciples!"

Jiang Xiaofan put away the hooligan habit, his expression was solemn and solemn, and he set up a mound with the ashes on the stone platform, and finally he seemed to think of something, engraved the next line of big characters on the stone platform, lit the ancient Buddha holy seat, and then kowtowed three times in front of the stone platform.

Is this fate, he sighed a little, things in the world are really wonderful, and the old monk only knew each other for a moment, the other party preached his Buddhism and Taoism, and now he personally set up a tombstone for it.

"Forget it, let's see if the Buddhist scriptures handed down by the holy monk are as mysterious as he said. ”

Obtaining such a Cultivation Sacred Law, for Jiang Xiaofan, who lives on the earth, is undoubtedly the same as buying a lottery ticket and winning the jackpot, how can he not be excited? He immediately sat down, closed his eyes, and felt with his heart.

The ancient Buddha has a pivotal position in Chinese myths and legends, and is second only to the Buddha Shakyamuni in the Buddha world.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan hooked the Buddhist scriptures with his thoughts, but there was still darkness in front of him, the same as the same, there was no reaction, there was no difference from usual, just a special feeling.

But he didn't give up, slowly, a little bit of light suddenly flashed in this dark space, and golden characters slowly emerged, like lighting a holy lamp, and then, these golden ancient cultures spread out to the surroundings.

His spirit quickly immersed himself in it, and his mind flowed like flowing water, flowing through every corner of his body with the wisps of gold, during which he saw the seven-colored lake again, and in the center there was a palm-sized silver copper sheet floating in the center.

He tried to get closer, but the small lake seemed to be infinitely far away, and he couldn't get close to it anyway, as if it was separated by a piece of heaven and earth.

His mind was thinking, but the golden Shenhua did not stop, with a specific trajectory, flowing through his internal organs, crossing his strange meridians and eight veins, and spreading to every corner of his body.

At this time, what even Jiang Xiaofan didn't know was that in the place where he was sitting, golden Buddhist mantras flashed in the void, golden lotuses appeared on the ground, and a hazy figure appeared behind him, which was the same as his movements.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Xiaofan woke up from his meditation, looked at his hands, and gently clenched his fists, he felt that he was different now and before, and his body was filled with a huge force.

He picked up a small pebble from the ground, held it in his hand, and with a slight force, a crisp sound came, and the pebble the size of a bird's egg was crushed by his bare hands.

"God!

Jiang Xiaofan almost couldn't hold back his yell, clenched his fists, with such a mysterious method in his hand, he had almost thought of his bright future in this world, sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, three thousand beauties in the harem, and a group of younger brothers under him, and finally turned into an immortal.

He sat cross-legged again, closed his eyes and went about the sutras, and he saw the small lake of seven colors, and the palm-sized silver copper plate, this time, he tried to hook the mysterious copper plate with all his might.

This is what the holy monk gave him at the last moment, and from the solemn eyes of the other party, he can imagine that this is definitely a heavy treasure, more precious than the Buddhist scriptures.

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