Facing the rising sun, Duobao jumped down from the boulder where he had stood for half a moon. He patted his clothes in a dashing manner, looked back at the stone that had witnessed his first epiphany, and the joy in his eyes flashed. After that, he turned around and left without the slightest nostalgia, and once again embarked on the road of travel.

And just as he turned to leave, Duobao didn't notice that a faint fluctuation suddenly flashed on the stone, and the surface of the stone subtly revealed a faint yellow and white light. In the stone, a weak consciousness appeared, so weak that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

It's a fluke that this boulder produces intelligence. As an ordinary boulder, it is simply a heavenly dialect to generate spiritual consciousness, not to mention one thousandth, it is one in ten thousand, and it is impossible to produce one in a hundred thousand. Otherwise, there are so many stones in the flood famine, and it is not the stone that is refined to dominate the famine.

This stone produces spiritual intelligence, all thanks to this epiphany of Duobao. Duobao had an epiphany, and his body naturally released mana fluctuations, and it was this inconspicuous mana fluctuation that successfully planted a simple spiritual introduction for the stone.

The aura attracted by cultivation is constantly washing the boulder, and it is this aura that is forcibly washed out that has laid a solid foundation for this ordinary boulder, so that this ordinary stone has never had the potential to cultivate and be successfully reborn, and this kindness will not be finished for a lifetime.

These are secondary, just with a shallow foundation. In the end, it was his cultivation that caused the change from quantity to quality, and the power of the primordial gods that had been lurking in his mind since his reincarnation played a key role.

We can use an analogy, in this accident, the mana of Duobao is like a seed. The power of the primordial spirit that unconsciously emanated was like the power of creation that gave birth to this seed. It can also be said that the aura that is constantly washing away. Fertilizer that nurtures wisdom.

It is triggered by the extreme coincidence of the right time, place and people. Only then did the stone have a simple consciousness. But even so, it can also be seen that there is a difficulty in this. The time and place are favorable, and it is impossible to succeed even if there is no difference.

Duobao's epiphany this time fulfilled this ordinary stone, which can be interpreted as either an outlier or a noble person in Duobao's later life. The fate of this stone in the future will certainly be bound to him, and the two sides will certainly be entangled.

All of this was ignored by the cheerful Duobao. Because this trace of mutation is too weak, how can he, a rookie who has just stepped into the cultivation world, feel the negligible fluctuation. I'm afraid that only a Golden Immortal-level monk can detect this unusual fluctuation.

Duobao may not know that it was this fortuitous retreat that brought him an assistant who he regarded as his right-hand man. Of course, all this is a matter of the future, and if you want to wait until that day, it will still take time to precipitate.

This surprise enlightenment allowed Duobao to successfully step into the cultivation realm, and his cultivation was also stabilized in the middle stage of refining and refining qi. The realm has even stepped into the late stage of refining qi and transforming the gods, and all this can be attributed to the magic of creation and the ethereal luck in the dark.

Thoughts flow. Duobao's footsteps have not stopped, and they are still unswervingly moving forward, there is no destination and no final reassurance, there is only a changeable mentality. As Duobao's footsteps faded away, his young figure was stretched by the newborn sunlight until it disappeared into the distance.

Duobao left there, and he wandered in Hezhou alone, and did not come back once. And the fast stone has also made great progress in these years. The consciousness that had just been born had grown much over the years, and it was already able to begin to think simply.

But all this, Duobao never knew. He didn't know that in a certain place, there was a spirit stone that had a deep fate with him, waiting for him to come again. Waiting for him to know all this, waiting for the smile on his face when he learned all this.

In the following years, Duobao's footsteps have traveled to every inch of rhinoceros Hezhou. It is the holy land of Buddhism, Lingshan, and he is also fortunate to visit it. Along the way, Duobao's mentality has undergone tremendous changes every day, and it is not an exaggeration to call it ever-changing.

Everywhere he went, he must have carefully understood the customs of each place, the religious beliefs of each place, and the different perceptions of Buddhism in every place. He also went to the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain, which is close to the rhinoceros Hezhou, and also listened to the immortal Taoism lecture of Zhenyuan Daxian.

The experience of these years has made Duobao live a very fulfilling life every day, and every day is full of energy. He is like a sponge that can never be absorbed, constantly absorbing nutrients from the red dust. Strive to analyze the essence of it.

After experiencing the baptism of the big dye vat of Hongchen, he was originally a little immature, but he has also matured a lot, and the wisdom revealed in his eyes from time to time reminds him of his goodness. All of this is inseparable from Duobao's own efforts and innate talent.

With the passage of time, Duobao has also changed from a ten-year-old child who has not dried up to a dignified young man in his twenties. The traces left by the years on him are so clear and eye-catching.

At this moment, the temperament on Duobao's body is no longer the innocence of the age of ten, and the temperament revealed by his whole body has been replaced by a vicissitudes that have gone through the red dust for thousands of years. After that vicissitudes, the shadow hides the elegant temperament of a polymath.

Those dark eyes are immersed like an unfathomable cold tan, calm and quiet, without a trace of waves. With such a temperament, even if his face is full of dust now, it can't cover his unique temperament.

As long as you stand in the crowd, it is like standing out from the crowd, and you will become the focus of people's attention in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, at the gate of the capital of the Kapila Patriotic Kingdom, Duobao stood here with emotion, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar place, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart. This is where he was born, where his home is, where his relatives are, and where he is in this world, the only place where he worries about his stomach.

Looking at the familiar city gate, Duobao couldn't help but feel a little weak. He had promised his mother that he would not go long, but he missed the appointment. This trip has been more than ten years, and he doesn't dare to think about what his mother will become, whether she is still as beautiful as she was then.

He looked at the city gate worriedly, gritted his teeth, and said secretly: "After so many years of ups and downs, I don't dare to go home now, let those friends know that I haven't been laughed to death by them! I'm not a Golden Immortal Great Perfection monk." ”

Duobao thought so in his heart, and that trace of weakness of heart also became much firmer with the return of self-confidence. He looked at the gate and walked in. These thoughts, just a few circles in the mind, successfully aroused the crowd of onlookers, both old and young, very lively. It can be seen that the charm of Duobao is that all ages are killed.

Soon, Duobao came to the gate of the palace. He looked at this familiar palace gate, and the cowardice that he had just suppressed was born again, and he couldn't help but hesitate in his heart. Looking at the palace with a complicated face, his mind couldn't help but think of his mother's grief-stricken look when he left, and his heart was in turmoil for many years.

Over the years, every time Duobao is quiet in the dead of night, his mother's kind face will appear in his mind, he will think of his parents' tireless nagging and admonitions, and his mother's reluctant cry will appear. Every time I think of this, Duobao's lonely heart will be relieved a lot, and a fine smile will be put on his immersed face again.

The fluctuation in his heart was not calm, and Duobao's own mana was also affected, and every mana in his body was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, galloping and raging in the meridians. 7A feeling of swelling and pain from being hit by mana poured out from all over his body, constantly impacting Duobao's mind.

The mutation and swelling pain in the body finally woke up Duobao, who had fallen into deep thought. He felt the situation inside him, and his face showed a hint of surprise and fear. If it was some time in the evening, he would have been miserable. Duobao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly transported the mana in the dantian in his body.

Under the conscious guidance of Duobao, the unstable factors that were about to break out in the body were also suppressed, and when he felt that things were resolved smoothly, Duobao's tense heart was also much looser. The heartbeat that was speeding up because of the tension also eased a little, and the whole person couldn't help but take a long breath to relieve some non-existent fatigue.

After doing this, Duobao made up his mind, looked up and glanced at the palace, and had a conclusion in his heart. With the result, Duobao is not the kind of indecisive person, his eyes were firm, he no longer hesitated, and said secretly in his heart: "Since I came to the door, I haven't seen my parents for many years, I don't know if they are okay." ”

With doubts and expectations, Duobao walked towards the palace step by step. Soon walked to the gate of the palace, and the royal guards standing at the gate of the palace immediately drew out the weapons in their hands, all of which were aimed at Duobao without any other means, with a vigilant expression on his face, and his movements seemed to be like facing a great enemy......

Seeing this situation, Duobao's pace of progress stopped, he was going home, not causing trouble. What's more, when Duobao returned to his own home, there was naturally no hostility. But after leaving for so many years, the guards at the gate of the palace have changed much, how can they remember him as a prince. So, the comedy of going home and being blocked really happened in front of me.

The two sides looked at each other without saying a word. At this time, the person who looked like the head of the royal guard took a step forward and said, "You are a person, why do you want to enter the palace, don't you know that idlers are forbidden to come here?"

There is a big case of disagreement and big shots. Duobao ignored this without surprise. With a flick of his hand, a golden token appeared in his hand. The token is engraved with a chanting Buddha on the front and the name of Siddhartha Gautama on the back. He didn't look at it, and threw it away. (To be continued......)

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