The clouds are rolling and the tide rises and falls.

Gao Huan stood on the back of a sea turtle, floating casually on the blue waves.

The turtle is very large, and the carapace on the back of the turtle is more than ten zhang square. Four-legged flapping, the speed of swimming on the surface of the water is not slow, and it is extremely smooth.

Gao Huan happened to meet this old turtle, and just as he needed to calculate quietly, he forcibly restrained the turtle. If you want to say that this turtle has a long lifespan, I don't know how many thousand years it has lived. The purity of the demonic power is far ten times better than Gao Huan.

However, he doesn't have much wisdom, how can he resist Gao Huan with only natural instincts. After being subdued by Gao Huan, he forcibly printed a beast control talisman in his mind, which became Gao Huan's car.

When Gao Huan was in the Xuansi Academy, he had learned the method of controlling beasts for a period of time. Gao Huan used the method of Tai Chi to penetrate the law and martial arts, and the spell was another kind of martial arts in his eyes. Although the time to learn is short, it is not difficult to draw the beast control talisman.

Of course, Gao Huan's ability to control the turtle was more with the power of the artifact, rather than the subtlety of his beast control talisman.

After Gao Huan, Shen Lang and Zhu Qiqi said goodbye, they tracked down the group of iron-beaked red eagles all the way to thousands of miles away.

The iron-billed red eagles do not inhabit an island, but a giant tree floating in the water. The giant tree was thousands of feet long, with a trunk as thick as a mountain, and thousands of iron-billed eagles perched on the giant tree.

The giant tree doesn't look like an ordinary tree, but there are thousands of iron-billed flying eagles living on it, and they can't afford to risk it. Gao Huan decisively left immediately.

This road was cut off, and Gao Huan died of luck. Finding a floating island in the vast North Sea is not a needle in a haystack, but it is not too much.

If you just think about luck, then it's really not possible.

The jade slip sent by Shen Lang. gave Gao Huan a clue. Although the record is simple, it marks the location of several Abbot Islands. Shen Lang had been to two of these places again and confirmed that there was no shadow of Abbot Island there.

Gao Huan suppressed the impetuosity in his heart and caught this turtle. I drifted with the turtles every day, and my mind was calculating the location of Abbot Island.

If the senior of Kungo Kenzhai is correct, Hojo Island is drifting along a fixed route, and through the location of these Hojo Islands, it is possible to push the location of Hojo Island backwards.

This is only theoretically possible, but in practice it is almost impossible to do because there is too little information.

Gao Huan has the "Future Star Sutra" as the foundation, and can communicate with the stars of the nine heavens. Precise orientation. With accurate bearing, at least calculations can be made.

But with just a few locations, it is almost a dream to calculate the rafting route of Hojo Island.

Dozens of days. Gao Huan had no effect at all. Gao Huan has been calculating continuously for so long, and he is also tired. Lazily lying on the back of a turtle, looking at the countless stars in the night sky.

The distant and mysterious stars emit power that permeates the universe. Gao Huan was sighing, and suddenly his heart moved. Trying to locate on the ocean is ridiculous, as long as you find the stars that correspond to those positions, you can do a reverse extrapolation.

It was really putting the cart before the horse. All the difficulties, all through. Gao Huan couldn't help but laugh loudly.

The "Future Nakshatra Sutra" claims to be able to predict the future, and it is through the calculation of star power. Thus conclusions are drawn. Find the star corresponding to Abbot Island and calculate it again. You will be able to know when the next time Abbot Island will pass through these directions.

With these calculations, it was really only a matter of time before the abbot island was found.

Gao Huan flicked his sleeves and put the turtle away, and the lotus grew under his feet, and he quickly marched into the distance. Thirty-seven days later, Gao Huan finally saw a small black spot on the sea.

It was only at this time that Gao Huan breathed a sigh. The Future Nakshatras are at least not a lie. He ran seven places and finally found Abbot Island here.

Seeing Abbot Island, Gao Huan was not in a hurry. Abbot Island didn't know what else was dangerous, he couldn't just rush forward like that. ...,

Releasing the turtle, Gao Huan instructed the turtle to chase to Abbot Island, while he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

Gao Huan followed Abbot Island so unhurriedly on the turtle, until the morning sun rose the next day, and Gao Huan, who was full of energy, flew to Abbot Island.

Hojo Island is really small, only about 100 zhang square, full of craggy rocks, only a few scattered grass and trees. In the center of the island, there is a black stone monument several feet high and several feet thick, standing steadily.

The island is small at a glance, there is no special vitality fluctuation, and there is no natural treasure, Gao Huan observed for a while, and did not find any problems, before falling in front of the stone tablet.

The stele is engraved with two huge patterns, one is a huge dragon and the other is a giant elephant with ten tusks on its mouth.

The technique of both carvings is simple, even crude. But the lines seemed to permeate the entire stone tablet, full of endless power.

The huge dragon body stretched, swinging its tail and probing its claws, roaring with its big mouth open, its expression fierce and domineering, but the dragon's eyes were extremely peaceful, and there was a sense of compassion.

Fierce and peaceful, domineering and compassionate, the majestic Canglong contains contradictory divine will, but it is profound and endless.

Gao Huan just glanced at it, and the dragon seemed to leap down from the stone tablet and flew directly into his sea of knowledge.

The dragon is dancing and dancing, the momentum is more and more domineering, every movement is more and more fierce and fierce, the huge dragon body stirs the wind and thunder, and in an instant, the sea is already changing color, that is, the sky and the galaxy hanging above are also moving for the power of the dragon, and they begin to shake and sway.

The dragon is mighty, and the sky will fall.

Gao Huan never thought that a pair of carvings would be as powerful as Si, but his soul was extremely strong, and in his own sea of knowledge, he pinched the Tai Chi Law Seal in his hand to stabilize his soul.

Gao Huan not only killed the real dragon, but also dissolved into the dragon soul in his soul. After reorganizing the Divine Soul, all the power of the Dragon Soul was absorbed by the Taiji Law Seal. But Gao Huan is still very familiar with the power of the dragon soul, and even a little kind.

The flying dragon in the sea is different, and the breath on its body is vast, far-reaching, righteous and majestic. Compared to this, although the poisonous dragon that Gao Huan killed was domineering and arrogant, it did not have this kind of general trend, and it was not worth mentioning.

Gao Huan wondered why Canglong's aura was so changeable. It's domineering, fierce and fierce, and it really looks familiar.

"That's me!" Gao Huan suddenly thought of the key. As soon as he thought of this, the flying dragon suddenly stopped, and the huge dragon eyes looked directly at Gao Huan.

In his peaceful and compassionate eyes, Gao Huan saw the reflection of his soul.

Holding the Tai Chi Dharma Seal in his hand, his eyes are clear and cold, with a firm and strong force that is not moved by all laws, and a lonely and cold that is independent of the world.

"That's me!"

Gao Huan always thought that he knew himself very well, but at this moment, Gao Huan clearly knew what he had become. He is not the ordinary young man who was a little literary and artistic in his previous life, nor is he a strong man who dominates the human world with one hand, after going through so much, his thoughts and beliefs are constantly merging.

The current Gao Huan is a unique Gao Huan.

Gao Huan was in a trance for a while, and before he knew it, everything had become like this!

I don't know when, the dragon has dissipated without a trace. Gao Huan was immersed in a new understanding of himself. Knowing oneself and knowing oneself has always been a very complicated thing. Those who can do this are people with great wisdom.

Gao Huan pondered, not knowing the rotation of day and night, and not knowing the changes of the wind and clouds. Gao Huan was like a statue, standing in front of him without moving.

Dozens of days later, a golden rainbow flew from the sky.

The golden Changhong stopped on Abbot Island, and a short novice in the golden light stared at Gao Huan's figure and said suspiciously: "How can there be anyone?"...,

Another white-eyed old monk in the golden light smiled and said, "Abbot Island is originally an ownerless thing, and it is not normal to have others. ”

Xiao Shami's eyes widened, "Isn't this from our Dragon Elephant Academy?"

The white-eyed old monk lovingly touched Shami's round bald head, and said softly: "The inheritance of the Dragon Elephant Courtyard originates from this, but this place is not the Dragon Elephant Temple. You must keep this in mind. ”

Xiao Shami still didn't understand, "But the senior brothers all say so, even outsiders say so." ”

The white-eyed old monk sighed, "Some people have fallen into the magic barrier and are unable to extricate themselves. I remember that there were eight big characters written on the tablet back then, Buddhism is compassionate, and all sentient beings are universal. What is on the stele is the supreme Fa-rectification, which cannot be passed on lightly. However, if there is an opportunity to come here, the Buddhism is wide and will never hinder sentient beings from learning the Fa. ”

Xiao Shami blinked his eyes and nodded, although he still didn't understand, what the master said was right. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it, remember it and think about it slowly.

The white-eyed old monk knew that these words were a little deep for the little novice, and said: "To put it simply, the secret method of Abbot Island is the wealth left by the predecessors to everyone. We can't just because we arrived first and try to take all of this wealth. ”

"Why can't you?" Little Shami likes to monopolize all the benefits, such as eating jade bee jelly, he likes to eat his brother's share together.

The white-eyed old monk smiled, "The foundation of the magic left by the predecessors is righteousness and selflessness. If there is no such foundation, even if you hold the stone tablet and comprehend for a thousand years, you will not gain anything. Imagine that the more monopolistic you get, the more you get nothing, and the more selfless you get, the more you get. Therefore, this method is called "The Great Virtue Heavenly Dragon Sutra" and "The Ten Directions Divine Elephant Formula". ”

As he spoke, the white-eyed old monk had already led the gray-clothed little novice to land in front of the stone tablet. Only then did Xiao Shami see Gao Huan's face clearly, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Master, he looks more comfortable than those bodhisattvas." ”

The little novice saw a lot of arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas in the monastery, and he liked those female bodhisattvas very much, and felt that the bodhisattvas made him feel comfortable in his heart, and he liked them very much.

The high joy in front of him has the same pure and gentle breath as those bodhisattvas.

The white-eyed old monk glanced at Gao Huan a few times, and couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart. With such a pure Buddhist atmosphere, I don't know which disciple it is, it is really a peerless genius.

"Mingkong, don't care about others, just experience the patterns on it with your heart. It's a rare opportunity, and you don't want to waste it. The white-eyed old monk reminded again, lest the little novice be distracted and negligent.

With an "oh" sound, Xiao Shami reluctantly turned his gaze to the stone tablet.

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