Chapter 1078 Goodbye An Miaoyi

The tripod in the void is floating, condensed by the power of faith, and a wisp of thought flying from all directions sinks into the tripod, making it boil.

The world refines the body, and the world refines the heart, but in the end, it can't resist the fire of karma, which may turn into ashes, and the previous achievements will be abandoned and turned into Dongliushui. This is the consensus of some powerful monks.

Ye Fan's frontal bone is like a mirror, reflecting light, and his body surface is like a divine skin, shaking gently, absorbing firelight and quenching flesh and blood.

His joints are moving, his organs are trembling regularly, hammering, forging his body and sharpening his muscles and bones.

This is a world tripod, which gathers the power of the world, turns into endless karma fire, and burns Ye Fan's body and yuanshen. The tripod and his body are very crystal clear.

The furnace and the tripod are often connected, which has a special meaning.

Heaven and earth are copper furnaces, smelting all sentient beings. Anyone is in this universe, receiving melting and forging, and finally becoming ash.

The red dust is fire, and the power casts the tripod. Now the human world tripod can also be called the furnace, burning the body and forging the road, which is a hundred times and ten thousand times the copper furnace of heaven and earth, which is a tribulation for monks.

refining the body with the copper furnace of heaven and earth, and quenching with the world's great tripod, this is what many powerful monks must experience after reaching the later stage. The fire refines real gold, the one who leaves shines brightly, and the loser becomes the ashes.

Ye Fan has not yet reached that point, but he has experienced it in advance. Naturally, he relies on the soul of the holy body of the human race, which can survive such a disaster.

The treasure light flashes, the mind in the tripod boils, and the power of faith turns into Buddha's light. If he is cooking, it will be covered and covered, and his whole body is tempered.

The monks in the Lantuo Temple chant the true scriptures. The treasures are solemn, and the Zen singing is endless, louder and louder, ringing all over the mountains.

Ye Fan is not afraid of karma fire. The movement of the bone joints is like the sound of popping beans, the organs are shaking, the whole body is ringing, and the sound is deafening.

Through the battle just now, he had a deep understanding and strengthened his way. His heart was ethereal. A golden little man sat in front of his eyebrows and accepted the fire of karma like his body.

This is no less than a divine catastrophe of the Holy Body. He refines his own body, refines his muscles, bones and gens. He is calm and endures grinding.

Ye Fan's golden yuanshen and fetal bones are tempered at the same time. His Taoism is progressing, and all kinds of wonderful skills in his heart are also in a state of transformation.

Over the years, his cultivation has been very fast compared to others, and now he has been baptized and tempered by karma and has been consolidated.

Generally speaking, this is something that a saint can only consider in the future. Now he has experienced it in advance, and his foundation will be indestructible from now on.

"Kkaze!"

For two hours, Ye Fan's bones moved back and forth. In the process, his body was an inch shorter, and then the ten-way essence was filtered by karma fire and sank into his body, and the fetal bone was being refined.

The fetal bone is moving, and the flesh and blood are being quenched. Now that he has practiced in such a field, it is difficult to be reborn. Unless the undead medicine is found, the result of such fetal bone changes this time is already against the sky.

"I may stand on the seventh small step at any time..." Ye Fan said to himself.

At the beginning, it took him ten years to climb the sixth small step of the beheading road, and since then, it has been extremely difficult to take half a step forward. Now with the purest power of Buddhism, I never thought that there would be a breakthrough.

The old monk recited Amitabha Buddha bitterly and chanted scriptures, which was incredible. Whoever dares to break into the Lantau Temple, half-saints have to drink hatred when they come in. With so much power of faith, no one is invincible. I never thought that the holy body of the human race could resist the fire of karma and refine the body.

lasted for a total of three hours. Ye Fan was full of energy, his body was shining, and his flesh and blood were strong. He stepped out of the world.

Ye Fan felt that his body was like an eternal furnace, carrying his own yuan god, with blood surging and strength to the extreme.

When he raised his hand and raised his foot, he felt that he was particularly powerful, detached from the six reincarnation fists, and all kinds of magical skills were sublimated, as if he had opened some kind of shackles.

With an invincible belief, coupled with such a physical body, he really wants to fight with ancient princes such as Huo Qizi and Huang Xudao to test his Taoist fruit.

It's hard to hurt his real body!

All the monks had to sigh that the strength of the human Eucharist could not be calculated by Taoism, which broke the common sense.

The tripod of the world was dispersed and turned into a sea-like mind, which was brilliant and shrouded in the top of the Lantuo Temple.

"Please open the stone pagoda and let Miaoyi out." Ye Fan said peacefully.

Kuci nodded and did not go by.

"All races rise together, troubled times come, the road to immortality will also be opened, and there may be shocking changes. I don't want to trap you with the sage array. After all, you are the holy body of the human race."

Ye Fan nodded to express his gratitude. However, I don't think he can really be trapped. He has useless sacred artifacts, and there are lines and words to break the secret array. If he wants to be trapped, he may not succeed.

The nine-story stone pagoda is not magnificent, which is not towering, but the ancient simplicity gives people a vague illusion, such as the nine-story high sky concentrated here and suppresses the Lantuo Temple.

Kuci did not hide it, saying that it was a sacred artifact left by the Great Sanctuary. No one could shake it for tens of thousands of years, and it has been suppressed here since ancient times.

Ye Fan nodded. He couldn't shake anything with six reincarnation punches. It can be imagined that the stone tower is strong.

"We have no malice. It may not be a blessing to suppress her for a hundred years. If we get something here, it is not impossible to prove the Bodhisattva position."

Kuci recited a spell, and the nine-story stone pagoda sounded. The closed stone door shot out ten thousand Buddha's light, and then it opened with a roar, and the Buddha's power was surging.

The stone tower was silent and no one went out. Ye Fan was stunned and poked out his mind and looked inside. Bitter kindness was slightly surprised, and then nodded.

In the fourth floor of the stone pagoda, there is a woman sitting cross-in, with a green lamp accompanying the ancient Buddha, motionless, falling into a deep level of meditation, understanding the Buddha's meditation.

The stone tower is very simple, and there is almost nothing. An Miaoyi comes out of the dust and peace, washes all the lead, like a lotus growing in the stone room, which is unknown.

In the past, she was one of the most beautiful women in the world and one of the most beautiful women in the world, but now she is so quiet that she has faded the glory of the world and her temperament is restrained.

A green lamp swayed, and she was calm and silent, without a sound. She sat on a futon, next to a compassionate stone Buddha.

"Miaoyi!" Ye Fan called.

I haven't seen her for fourteen years, and An Miaoyi has become more and more beautiful. She closed her beautiful eyes and doesn't move, as if she were sitting there.

The blue lamp was given to An Miaoyi, and now the gods have recovered and become a rare Taoist treasure.

Lantuo Temple was relatively enlightened and did not take it away. It suppressed her here and turned her into a "demon" into a " Buddha". Generally speaking, she really wanted to fulfill her.

The dispute over Buddhist doctrine is very frequent and sometimes very sharp. Who can really explain the so-called orthodoxy?

"It's rare that she fell into the deep Bodhisattva world at such a young age. She is indeed a fairy." The bitter arhat nodded.

"Miaoyi!" Ye Fan called again.

"This is a kind of nirvana at the spiritual level. If you want to surpass yourself, you must pass this test if you want to become a Bodhisattva. It is hard to say when you can wake up." Bitter and kind.

He has a sad face, and it is far from as easy as I thought to go deep into Buddhism. There are often some monks sitting in closed places.

Buddhism, all kinds of judence are extensive and profound, but if you want to achieve something, it is very difficult, and it is difficult to practice in some specific realms.

It sounds good to say that it is nirvana. In fact, it is to sit and melt. The enlightenment fails and dies in practice.

The holy monks of all dynasties are as strong as saints, and most of the final endings are like this. A person sits in a sealed stone chamber and ends silently.

Ye Fan waited here for half a month. An Miaoyi remained motionless, her face was clear, and she was with the dust, as if she was about to melt. Even the blue lamp in front of her dimmed, and the wick fire would be extinguished.

"Miaoyi, she will be fine, right?"

"This... in the world of Shenyou Bodhisattva is the most dangerous. This is related to the future Taoist fruit. Anything can happen. Many amazing Buddhas are placed with high expectations. There are many future successors of Xumi Mountain, who have inexplicably sat in this realm." Bitterness frowns.

"That is to say... she may be very dangerous?" Ye Fan asked.

"The Dharma is boundless and powerful, but there are many obstacles in practice. Some people who were considered to be reincarnated as ancient Buddhas in those years were halfway." Kuci replied indirectly.

Ye Fan frowned and waited for another half a month. He found that An Miaoyi's breath was much weaker. The green light was extinguished, and his peerless appearance became clearer and less, as if he was going to be isolated from the world.

"No, I'm going to pull her back, what Bodhisattva world, what ancient Buddha heaven, tell me how to get in?" Ye Fan felt that he couldn't wait, and he was very worried.

"If you don't practice Buddhism, even if I tell you, it is impossible to enter the Bodhisattva world, and there is no way to bring her soul back." He shook his head bitterly.

Ye Fan was anxious and walked around.

"Lord, you have to know how to put it down." Sigh bitterly.

"Why put it down?" Ye Fan said.

"She turned her heart to Buddha. Before entering my Landuo Temple, she smiled indifferently and put down everything in the world. Even if you enter the Bodhisattva world, you may not be able to bring her back."

Ye Fan didn't speak.

More than ten days later, An Miaoyi lost a little weight and became more and more dusty. She seemed to have lost her vitality in the stone room, and there was a danger of silence.

"Miaoyi, wake up!" Ye Fan was worried and called softly, but An Miaoyi seemed to leave the dust and could not wake up.

Ye Fan wants to travel to the Bodhisattva world!

"Who said that I didn't understand Buddhism? Didn't I ever fight against the monk with the word Tianyin?" He insisted on visiting the Bodhisattva's realm and leading An Miaoyi back.

Ku Ci was stunned and said, "Well, you can try, but if you fail, please return immediately, otherwise you may be destroyed and leave only an empty shell."

Ye Fan shouted the word Tianyin in his mouth. The universe began to open, the heaven and earth began, and everything was born. He wanted to forcibly enter the mysterious spiritual field of Bodhisattva.

Behind it, a tall figure appeared. The divine light shone, but it was not a Buddha statue, which made Kuci and a seng of old monk speechless for a while.

"Others display the word Tianyin, showing a Buddha behind it, representing respect and obedience, but behind him is himself."

"Is it too self-centered, or does he not respect heaven and earth, and only has his own way in his heart?"

Even a band of old monks can't help slandering. Such a way is too strong, and the fairy road to enter is destined to be domineering, and most of them will be punished by God in the future.

The cosmic sound resonated with the Buddha. The figure behind Ye Fan was like a demon god. His eyes were sharp and his black hair was scattered. Then he forcibly tore open a spiritual field and stepped in.

This is a special spiritual field of Buddhism. It is difficult for outsiders to enter, and only the divine monk who understands the Tao can wander in.

As soon as Ye Fan came in, he felt a kind of sacredness and peace. Some monks, arhats and others sat on the cliff, and some walked in the deep mountains of the ancient temple.

All kinds of shadows are very vague, but they give people a very real feeling. Zen singing is endless, and it comes slowly.

Ye Fan passed by the ancient temple, walked through an ancient battlefield, and looked for An Miaoyi in this spiritual field. Soon, he saw a monk sitting on the ground and reciting the true scriptures.

In front of him, there is a seal of the Great Buddha, which needs to be worshipped. Ye Fan's arrival seems to be out of place. He only recites his real name, does not recite the Buddha's name, and does not respect everything here.

"Who breaks into the happy land and desecates the Bodhisattva world? Why doesn't he worship the heavenly Bodhisattvas and respect the ancient Buddha?"

"Why should I worship? The Buddha said that everyone has a Buddha nature, and everyone can become a Buddha. It is enough to respect yourself. The true Buddha does not need to be worshipped. Ye Fan said.

"Are you questioning the gods and saying that the former sages are fake Buddhas?" A majestic voice came from a high altitude, and the strong pressure fell.

Ye Fan didn't say anything. He punched it directly and began to recite his own "Sutras", where he wanted to save the marks of all kinds of Bodhisattvas and monks.

"Who is this, invincible Bodhisattva, disrespecting the Buddha, only respecting himself?" Some of the arhat's thoughts swept over at the same time. RO