This is a yellowed ancient scroll, I can't tell what material it is, it looks like an animal skin, and it looks like an ancient cloth, and it looks like an ancient artifact from a long time ago.

There are two words written on the opening book: Nirvana!

Ye Fan's heart jumped suddenly, these two words have an extraordinary meaning in Buddhism, and it is a process of becoming a Buddha.

"This is the Buddhist Nirvana Sutra?" his heart shook.

"It's just an essential part of the Sutra, and it's used for healing.

In the past, I wanted a nunnery master to be dying, and when I got this ancient scroll, I not only recovered from my injuries, but also obtained a new transformation. An Miaoyi replied.

There are a lot of ancient characters on the yellowed ancient scrolls, densely packed, about hundreds of words, explaining the mystery of life and death, explaining the mystery of rebirth, which is very difficult and difficult for people to understand.

Ye Fan was calm and concentrating, motionless, thinking carefully, and understanding carefully.

Although it is called the Nirvana Sutra and is claimed to be renewable, it is just a kind of comparison, who in this world can be truly immortal? Even the ancient emperor cannot escape death.

The essence of the Nirvana Sutra is that it can change the state of life and gain the power of another kind of rebirth, not the actual rebirth.

Although the practice of this sutra cannot be immortal, it has the immortal power of increasing longevity and delaying decay, and this essence is the supreme healing magic, which has an incredible miraculous effect.

At the moment of enlightenment, Ye Fan's body suddenly bloomed with precious light, and the golden blood qi surged, rushing out of the body and wrapping around the body, making him look like a god.

"With ignorance extinguished, the mind does not arise, with no cause, the realm is extinguished, with the cause and cause are extinguished, the mind is exhausted, and the name is nirvana......"

"Nirvana Sutra" is the supreme heavenly merit of the Western Desert, which can be compared with several ancient scriptures in the Eastern Wilderness. The sound of Zen chanting sounded, melodiously coming out in the palace, incomparably mysterious, and there was a mysterious qi machine circulating.

This is a treasure in the ancient scriptures, which can be called the supreme healing holy art, with the mystery of heaven and earth, mysterious and mysterious.

Ye Fan himself is a holy body, and then heals his wounds with Nirvana Holy Technique, and suddenly a variety of visions appear, accompanied by chaotic blue lotus, possessed by immortal kings, mountains and rivers are presented, and yin and yang life and death diagrams surround his body.

The immortal golden body is brilliant, with the solemnity of the gods, and the unique divine martial momentum of the Holy Body, as if sitting on the nine heavens, looking down on the world.

An Miaoyi's beautiful eyes were shining, she didn't expect that Ye Fan was not only peerless in the flesh, but also had a very high understanding, just after getting the holy art in the ancient scriptures, she had such an understanding, she lightly opened her red lips and explained in detail.

"Being reincarnated by all causes, being born and being born without causes, is called nirvana. Nirvana and the world, there is no difference, the world and Nirvana ......"

Ye Fan was silent, the golden blood qi was even stronger, the mist swirled, submerging him, his whole body bloomed with divine light, and the immortal golden body was almost transparent like colorful glass, clean and unblemished.

He was struggling to repair the origin of life, wanting to make the crack in the Great Dao disappear, so that he would be flawless, and he would always maintain his immortal holy body and live forever in the world.

"Bang"

Ye Fan's body was shocked, his blood was surging, and he almost turned the entire palace into powder, if it weren't for An Miaoyi, who had already laid out the formation pattern, everything would have been ruined.

This is the body of the Holy Body, which is incredibly powerful, and has the power of thunder in a slight burst, which is unbearable.

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the first time he failed to repair the origin of life, even if it was the supreme healing holy technique in the ancient scriptures, it was difficult to heal the scars left by the Great Dao.

An Miaoyi's hair is like a waterfall, her skin is better than snow, crystal smooth and tender, she is ethereal like a fairy, standing beside Ye Fan, and said, "Keep coming again!"

Ye Fan stood still, as if sitting in the dusty ancient heavenly court, dormant nirvana, looking forward to turning into a dragon.

His body became more and more pressing, and even An Miaoyi had to retreat, that kind of golden blood and qi surrounded his body, he was as terrifying as an eternal divine furnace, making it impossible for people to get close.

A subtle and mystical chant emanates from his body, where his "passing self" and "Tao me" are chanting, praying for eternal life in this life.

"Bang"

Ye Fan was shocked again, bright red blood with a faint golden color, overflowing from the corners of his mouth, even if it was a holy body, he also shook for a while.

The second time he failed again, and the scars left by the Great Dao showed no signs of healing at all, making him shake for a while, and the immortal golden body was a little dim.

Ye Fan opened his eyes and sighed lightly, this holy art is endless, but after all, it can't fight against the injury of the Great Dao, making him feel powerless.

"Don't give up, if you don't do it once, just two, three, four times, there will always be some effect. An Miaoyi was very unwilling.

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "It's too difficult, this is to consume my own essence and blood to achieve nirvana, in the long run, if it can't be effective, I can't afford to consume it even if I am a holy body." ”

If it is an ordinary person, he will have to cultivate if he carries out a holy art healing, and he can't do it again, he is a holy body, his physical body is unparalleled, once or twice is nothing, but if he continues to do it, he will not be able to bear it.

"How can this be...... Shakyamuni's disciple once said that the Nirvana Sutra is the highest healing technique in the Western Desert, although this is only an essential article, but it is almost the ultimate in the world, and any injury can be treated. ”

"Shakyamuni's disciple, who is he?" Ye Fan wanted to know very much, and even more wanted to know everything about Rulai.

"I don't know who he is," An Miaoyi shook her head.

Miao Xiang Nunnery, originally a sect of the Western Desert, inherited the Buddhist immortal Zen Gong, later split, crossed to the east, and obtained the Taoist double cultivation method, renamed Miao Xiang Nunnery.

A thousand years ago, Shakyamuni's disciples returned from the sea, the path to the east wilderness, met the master of the Miao Desire Nunnery and was about to die, because there are inextricable links in the inheritance, so he left a Nirvana essence, and drifted away.

"Do you know Shakyamuni's past?" Ye Fan asked.

"It is only known as a Buddhist taboo, and I don't know the details. An Miaoyi shook her head.

"The wounds of the avenue cannot be cured, one by one, one by one", Ye Fan stood up.

An Miao is slim, the moonlight spills in, setting off her empty and peerless, beautiful black hair, smart eyes, ice muscles and jade bones, undulating curves, and a moving figure, like the most perfect masterpiece of God.

"Nirvana Sutra plus my Miao Desire Nunnery Supreme Double Cultivation Method, the last attempt, if you still can't survive, little man, you are really sorry for me" She walked over lightly, stretched out her slender jade hand, pinched Ye Fan's cheek, smiled beautifully, and said: "It has always been someone else who has fulfilled the disciple of Miao Desire, and today I may be the first person to make an exception and fulfill your resurrection." ”

In the palace, An Miaoyi's jade-like boat crystal ** is as transparent as transparent under the hazy moonlight, flawless, with a layer of faint brilliance flashing up and down her body, her hair is scattered, and her face is like a flower

This has nothing to do with Fengyue, it is just a way to save people, Ye Fan has always had a negative attitude towards the double cultivation technique, and he didn't want to experience it himself.

"Little man, take care of yourself!" On the white jade bed, in the red gauze tent, An Miaoyi's snow-white body shone brightly, and she tapped Ye Fan's forehead to calm him down.

In the face of such a beautiful and beautiful woman, it is impossible for any normal man to be calm and waveless, and Ye Fan naturally cannot settle down as quickly as an old monk.

An Miaoyi's whole fairy body is as snow-white and crystal as ivory, as colorful as a beauty snake, with exquisite undulating curves, ** flawless.

After a short time, the sound of Zen chanting recorded in the Nirvana Sutra sounded, and the palace was holy and peaceful.

On a bright moonlit night, time passed like water, and there was peace in the city of God.

Miao Xiang An, this palace is blocked, lest the sound of the avenue spread and shroud it in a layer of hazy light.

An Miaoyi is the first heir, her identity is not weak, and she is even more glamorous, she has no competitors in Miaoyuan, what she wants, no one in the younger generation dares to disobey.

Although some people speculated about something, no one dared to approach or disturb them, let alone say anything.

In the second half of the night, the palace was harmonious and quiet, Ye Fan did not speak, and the Nirvana Sutra and the Double Cultivation Divine Technique could not heal the scars left by the Great Dao, and they could not change anything.

He wrapped An Miaoyi's hair around his fingers, and quietly pondered, is there a way out, where will he go, and is the mature immortal elixir useless?

The most precious holy relics in the primeval elixir world, if even they are ineffective, then a person's life is really coming to an end.

However, Ye Fan was very difficult to accept, wasn't even the God King a little unconvinced, and he was not sure that the immortal medicine was absolutely ineffective, so he decided to give it a go at any cost.

Originally, he had prepared the stone skin and went on an adventure for the god king and Xiao Tingting, but now his own life is not guaranteed, and there is no way out, so he can only fight hard.

"This may be the last time we will see each other" An Miaoyi slowly sat up, her hair falling like water, staring at Ye Fan.

"It wasn't the last time we saw each other. Ye Fan was very serious, showed a bright smile, and said, "Please believe, I will not die, I will live another ten thousand years, so that those holy lands are silent." ”

"For 10,000 years, pink has become a skeleton...... It's been a long time" An Miaoyi got up, walked to the jade bed, stood in front of the window, and looked at the bright moon in the distance.

"The other half of the Sky Swallowing Demon Jar is about to be born. I don't know how long it took, An Miaoyi suddenly spoke.

"Do you need the Divine Body, the Holy Body, and the Heavenly Demon Body to go together?" Ye Fan asked.

"Don't go, don't ask why" An Miaoyi didn't look back and said calmly.

"Well, I'm not going. Ye Fan replied.

After a long time, she walked back, looked at Ye Fan, and said, "Little man, let's go." ”

"I'll live. Ye Fan sat up.

"It's time to leave. An Miaoyi helped him put on his shirt, and his movements were very gentle and slow.

"Well, in order to prove that I am still alive in this world, every once in a while, you will hear about me, and this land will not be quiet," Ye Fan said as he left.

The Divine City was prosperous, but Ye Fan was about to leave, and he didn't leave immediately because he was waiting for the Black Emperor.

In the next few days, he walked in the city of God, so that the hearts of the younger generation were not unawe-inspiring, and no one dared to speak much, and the power of the Holy Communion was undiminished, which made people awe-inspired.

He easily wiped out Wu Ziming and Li Chongtian, and shocked everyone, for fear of stepping into the footsteps and being ruthlessly killed by him.

Everyone knows that the time of the Blessed Sacrament is short, there are no scruples at all, and no one dares to touch the mold.

Even if all the saints avoided it, they were frightened in their hearts, afraid that Ye Fan would challenge them at this time, it was not impossible, and the final madness would provoke them and kill them, it would be really bad luck.

Even the King of Golden-winged Xiaopeng is very peaceful, rarely appears, and it is said that he will return to the central region of the Eastern Wilderness, and he will go with King Laopeng.

Fenghuang also lowered his profile, seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, and rarely appeared.

In the last days of this life, Ye Fan was so powerful that no one dared to Ying Feng, all the saints and all the saints avoided it, and the younger generation was even more afraid, all of them were silent, and they didn't dare to release a word of disrespect.

Every time he appeared, it silenced the area, and compared to a few days ago, it was completely different, and everyone was uneasy.

The Black Emperor returned, listless, full of frustration, cursing constantly, and said, "Damn, Purple Mountain can't get in! Damn, what's going on?!"

Goodbye, City of God!

Ye Fan went to say goodbye to the peerless god king, just in time to see the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan and the white-clothed god king talking about the marriage.