Chapter 84 I'm afraid you'll lose it
(First update, update as usual two thousand words on the weekend, by the way, the first time I wrote to cry myself...)
In fact, Zhang Yan is not to be blamed. After experiencing such a strange and thrilling thing, whoever he is, his mind will become dull.
But Zhang Yan obviously doesn't think so. He thinks that he just hasn't formed a good vigilance and hasn't used his consciousness freely to send and receive.
Obviously, Zhang Yan is a person who requires himself to be very strict. It is precisely because of such a temperament that he can change again and again in the pursuit of heaven step by step. Finally, how far he can go depends on his creation...
The divine consciousness was released, and everything around him was reflected in his mind. In an instant, he saw the dead branches still obliquely inserted there. It devoured Zhang Yan's Buddha yuan, and there was no change in its appearance. It was still crooked, black, and a faint transparent vitality on the surface of his body... disappeared!
Why is it missing? If you spend a lot of Buddha yuan, can you only let it appear for a moment?
A sense of extreme imbalance surged into my mind, impossible! Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain on his body. He opened his eyes and stared closely at the dead branches around him, but everything he saw in his eyes once again proved that the dead branches were really nothing!
With a fierce curse in his heart, Zhang Yan stood up tremblingly, staggered to the dead branches, and looked at the black guy extremely complicatedly. His lips moved slightly, resisted the impulse to swear, and sat on the ground.
Looking at the dead branches that cost his own painstaking efforts, he muttered to himself, "Xiaohei, Xiaohei, you have swallowed so many real yuan of me and made me dizzy. Are you still holding here with an ugly face, silence, silence, sinking your uncle's silence!"
In the end, Zhang Yan's face was excited. Just as he was about to shake his fingers, a feeling of pain hit his heart, and his mouth couldn't help grinning and sweating coldly.
Looking at the crooked appearance of the dead branches, as if laughing at his own vulnerability, Zhang Yan's anger rushed up and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe I can't cure you!" Wait, black thing!" He doesn't even call Xiaohei...
Despite the pain, Zhang Yan stavered to his room and never looked at the dead branches again.
He didn't know that at the moment he entered the door, there was a faint layer of transparent gas flow on the surface of the black dead branches, brushing up a fine dust on the ground...
Zhang Yan sat on his knees**, carrying up the supreme Buddhist scriptures, and his body crazily absorbed the abundant aura in the spiritual virtual garden, like a hungry man who had been thirsty for several days.
Thirty-six small Sundays, 72nd Sundays! Is the Buddha yuan less than 1%? Come again! Run again from thirty-six days!
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It cycled like this. As soon as Zhang Yan closed his eyes, he was motionless for more than ten days, just like a rock. There seemed to be endless pure aura pouring into his body. At this time, a mini golden lake appeared in Dantian again, and ** Buddha Yuan slowly rippled, emitting a bright golden light. The ochre yellow Yixuan bell sank in the lake, dripping and rotating, and circles of golden ripples swaying around.
The Buddha in his body has recovered as before! It is even a little stronger than before. However, Zhang Yan did not need to stop the operation, and his eyes were still closed. After more than ten days of isolation, a wonderful change occurred in his body, and a feeling of ethereal, ethereal, mysterious and mysterious surged into his heart from the recovery of Buddha Yuan. Bathing in this feeling, he unconsciously released his heart, his body and mind were chaotic, sitting awake, forgetting everything in his heart, forgetting all the people and things, and forgetting who he was.
The skills in the body seem to be spiritual, orderly and natural in the absence of consciousness. The surrounding aura pours into the body faster, ten times faster than before! But Zhang Yan's body did not feel any discomfort, not even a slight reaction.
At a distance, Zhang Yan's body is light and restrained, full of simple and light taste. His body is motionless, but there is an indescribable sense of rhythm, which makes people feel a sense of tranquility and distance at a glance.
Like the body, the inside is like wood and stone, motionless and unshaken! External emptiness, no obstruction, no way, no gains or losses! At this time, he suddenly realized!
When you hear the experience, you will be enlightened in an instant, and your delusions will disappear in an instant! Zhang Yan was suddenly shining with the golden wheel of Tibetan knowledge in the sea. A line of simple and magnificent golden runes appeared around the Tibetan golden wheel, like an elf with golden wings, dancing around the golden wheel of Tibetan knowledge.
The range of the golden light of the hidden gold wheel has not only expanded tenfold. In addition to a hidden gold wheel and a galaxy purple heart, he still occupied a large part of the gray space. At this time, the light of the hidden gold wheel suddenly soared, just like a round of golden sun.
Not long after the line of simple and magnificent golden runes appeared, they turned into golden light and drilled into the hidden gold wheel. The golden wheel suddenly expanded, and the extremely concentrated power of the divine consciousness became more and more, and its volume expanded again! From the size of the original jade plate to a grinding disc! The area covered by the golden light is more.
At this time, the star river Zichen at the other end of the sea and the hidden golden wheel in front of us have become a shining light, and you can't compete with it~
After sitting quietly for three days, the golden lake in Dantian has filled half of Dantian and is about to invade the other end of the purple demon yuan. Zhang Yan suddenly noticed it, smiled faintly, and moved his body and mind. The wave of the golden lake suddenly rotated back and returned to his territory to sleep.
At this time, he just woke up from the epiphany, with a clear mind, no desire and no thoughts, and his mind moved slightly, like his arms and fingers, round and freely!
Wow~ Zhang Yan took a long breath and saw a golden glow spewing out, two feet away. Tuying Naxia! This is the phenomenon that the true element of liquefaction has reached the extreme, which should impact the Jindan period!
In just over ten days, his Buddha Yuan was so thick! It's more than ten times more than before~
Next, wait for the disaster to come! Zhang Yan naturally understood the abnormal situation in front of him, and his mind was stunned and smiled. After an epiphany baptism, he had a qualitative change in both cultivation and heart. The heavy worries in my heart disappeared and no longer existed. I was thorough and clear-minded.
He stood up and stretched his waist. Then he heard a crackling sound like fried beans. His height actually grew a lot!
At this time, he did not have the magic to cover his face. At a glance, he was arrogant, extraordinary, cold and resolute cheeks, clear and deep eyes, which were more comfortable and clear than before.
"So you are so beautiful~" Wu Xiurong's crisp voice sounded again...
Zhang Yan naturally turned his head and looked at the hole in the wooden wall, looking at Wu Xiurong's big dark eyes flashing there,
"Man, is it really you? I look at you like this, you are not my man~" Wu Xiurong's big eyes saw Zhang Yan's front, her eyes were obviously blank, and her voice became small, very confused.
Zhang Yan stared at her big eyes and waved, meaning that you came to me, and I explained to you.
"Okay~" Wu Xiurong shouted crisply, and his big eyes moved away from the hole in an instant. After a tinkling sound, Wu Xiurong rushed in.
She was obviously very excited, curious and eager. As soon as she entered Zhang Yan's room, she pulled away the messy green silk on her forehead, stared at Zhang Yan closely, squeezed her little mouth, and saw Zhang Yan's face clearly. She looked very stunned. Like seeing a stranger, she pointed to him and said uncertainly, "You...you... Who? Why are you standing in my man's room? Where's my man? Did you kill him? I..."
She was very excited and had a crying voice, and her big eyes were full of tears.
Zhang Yan was stunned and looked at Wu Xiurong like a fierce kitten. His heart was soft and there was no idea to hide. He whispered, "What you see now is the real me."
With that, he carried out the magic and became the simple appearance that is harmless to humans and animals. "This is my changed appearance, and it is also me you know..."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Xiurong suddenly jumped into his arms, wrapped his arms tightly around Zhang Yan's neck, cried loudly, and his little body trembled violently, "You...you... I'm so scared~ I'm so afraid, you know, I'm afraid that one day you will lose like this, so I always want to stay with you. I'm not annoyed. Human spirit, I'm not a fool, I'm just... afraid you'll lose it~"
Zhang Yan's heart was shocked and there was a feeling of suffocation on his neck. He knew that she was grasping herself with all her strength. So he didn't go even if he loosened her arm a little. At this time, he understood this feeling and there was tenderness spreading in his heart.
Her body trembled violently and cried regardless of the image. Tears fell on his neck one by one, drawing a scorching emotion. Through the skin, it filled the bottom of his heart. He felt that he did not wipe or dry her tears. Cry, let me remember the tenderness here and never forget the burning feeling of your tears.
Her words are choked and intermittent, which is a secret that comes from the deepest part of her heart. There is no gorgeous expression and a beautiful rhythmic format. She just said over and over again, "I'm afraid of losing you..."
He didn't want her to be afraid. He put his hands around her waist and clung to his arms, as if it could give her a feeling of not being afraid.
What lingered in his nose was the fragrance of the girl's body. The green silk was scattered on his face, and there were tears. He was also sad and wanted to cry for a sense of guilt and emotion.
But he can't. The man has tears and can't bounce. He is not a hero, just to swallow in his heart and leave all the marks here.
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Pine incense
flowing
Pity here
Two people know
Remember
When Yan Yan is smiling
Love becomes a net
Handweaving