Floating.
Air currents.
Granules.
When the impurities in the air entered his eyes, it was like a movie replay, quickly reflecting figures.
His figure flickered continuously.
In the end, it was fixed on an ordinary monk.
Like Zhou Fan, he sat cross-legged in meditation.
Suddenly.
The old monk opened his eyes.
The golden Buddhist light around his body surged and instantly enveloped the entire room. His eyes contained supreme Buddhist Dharma, reflecting two majestic Buddha statues.
At the same time, Buddhist chants sounded like thunder.
Clang!
The bell rang.
The two Buddha statues said," All living beings are like Buddhas, and all living beings are equal. With the Nirvana Realm in mind, you can cross the sea of bitterness…Amitabha.”
The last Buddhist word fell.
The projection before Zhou Fan's eyes disappeared. He seemed to have gained enlightenment, and Buddhist light shone from his body.
"Ding! Congratulations on seeing Amitabha's projection and automatically comprehending the Amitabha Supreme Sutra.”
He was completely immersed in the supreme Buddhist Dharma.
He didn't seem to hear the notification in his mind.
As he immersed himself.
The Buddhist light shone. In a short span of dozens of breaths, it suddenly expanded and enveloped the entire Shaolin Temple.
Head Abbot Fang Zhang and the tens of thousands of Buddhist monks were shocked.
Shaolin was in an uproar.
All the monks raised their heads to look at the majestic Buddha statue condensed from the Buddhist light.
Buddhist chants sounded in his ears.
"The Buddha has descended, and the Buddhist Dharma has returned!!”
The abbot and the abbot of the various palaces cried out in excitement.
They did not expect to see the Buddha descend again in this Age of Chaos.
This was a sign that Buddhism was about to flourish.
Every monk was so excited that tears streamed down their faces.
In the monk's room.
Zhou Fan opened his eyes, and the Buddhist light around him slowly disappeared.
The Buddhist light that enveloped the entire Shaolin Temple also completely disappeared.
However, Abbot Fang Zhang and the tens of thousands of Buddhists still knelt down to pay their respects.
All of this.
Zhou Fan didn't know.
He looked at the reincarnation mark.
Name: Zhou Fan
[Realm: Foundation Establishment (Perfection)]
[Attribute: Mixed]
[Law: The Concept of All Creation-Water Level 42, Fire Level 30, Wood Level 22, Earth Level 18…]
[Treasure: None]
[Middle-grade innate cultivation technique: Heavenly Soul Technique, Level 1]
[Cultivation Method: Amitabha Sutra, Fifth Level of the First Ancestor's Long Fist, Foundation Establishment Chapter of the Supreme Sensing Inner Technique]
[Samsara points: 780,000]
His innate cultivation technique had been upgraded to the middle-grade.
His soul had completely transformed.
The current him.
It could be said that any cultivation technique could be fully comprehended in a short period of time.
Previously.
He was still unable to sense it.
But now.
He understood that the limit of this small world was the perfect foundation establishment, and it could not be improved anymore.
No matter how sensitive his soul senses were, even if he comprehended the Golden Core chapter of the Zenith Inner Sensing Technique, he would still be unable to advance to the Golden Core realm.
This was the limit of heaven and earth.
The binding of rules.
"Time to leave!"
He muttered and slowly stood up.
He had accumulated his Comprehension points to the limit, so there was no point in staying any longer.
Whoosh.
The door opened automatically.
He took a step forward and left Shaolin.
A few days later.
A Shaolin sweeping monk had just walked into the room where Zhou Fan was staying and was chanting Buddhist chants.
The sweeping monk could even see Buddhist light gathering in his eyes.
Waves of profound Buddhist principles spread out along with the sound of thunder.
Head Abbot Fang Zhang and the others were once again shocked.
They all rushed to the monk's room and knelt down to worship.
They finally found the source of the Buddha's light-it was the child prodigy who had not stepped out of the monk's room for decades.
One by one, they came back to their senses and regretted it. They hurriedly looked for the prodigy, but they could not find him.
……
Zhou Fan had already returned to his hometown.
Although his father was already 60 years old, thanks to the longevity treasure he bought from the Samsara Mall, he was still able to walk as fast as he could.
Her mother was gentle and gentle like she was in her forties, and one could not tell that she was old.
His wife was virtuous and reasonable. Even though they had not seen each other for twenty years, she did not have any complaints.
When the family saw Zhou Fan, they were overjoyed.
His children had grown up, and his grandchildren were learning to speak, just like Zhou Fan back then.
The atmosphere was harmonious and lively.
When the great scholar teacher heard that Zhou Fan had returned, he rushed to Zhou Fan's family at an old age. Although he sighed at Zhou Fan's resignation, his words were still concerned and reproachful, and he was proud of him.
Several years passed.
The Confucian teacher died at the age of 86.
As the disciple he was most proud of, Zhou Fan kept a vigil for him.
Everyone in the school of martial arts also paid their respects with regret.
His Majesty, who had just ascended the throne less than five years ago, personally sent someone to comfort him and express the importance of the dynasty. At the same time, he also invited Zhou Fan to come out of the mountain and become an official again.
However, Zhou Fan declined.
The current him was naturally not focused on being an official.
The spirit guard was over.
He began to travel around the world. With his perfected foundation establishment realm and powerful soul senses, the resources and treasures of this small world could not escape his eyes.
In just two short years, he had searched for resources worth 500,000 reincarnation points.
These resources were equivalent to five golden lights of comprehension.
It was the forty-seventh year since he arrived in the small world.
One day in May.
Zhou Fan arrived at the snowy mountain in the Wilderness.
Here, he sensed a rare snow lotus growing on the ice mountain.
Its value was estimated to be 100,000 reincarnation points.
Moreover, the snow lotus was extremely helpful in the comprehension of the ice attribute.
Boom!
However, as soon as he arrived at the peak of the snowy mountain, he felt a violent surge of aura.
He looked around.
It turned out that Ji Ruxue, Wang Jun, and the white-robed young man with the blood-red sword were fighting over the Iceberg Snow Lotus. It seemed that they had been plotting for this resource for a long time and were all prepared.
However…
The white-robed man with the blood-red sword was so powerful that Wang Jun and Ji Ruxue could only join forces to resist him.
Zhou Fan did not deliberately conceal his aura. With his strength, there was no need for him to conceal it.
Swoosh.
His appearance immediately attracted the attention of Ji Ruxue and the others.
The three of them stopped.
They all looked at Zhou Fan.
To be able to find the peak of the snowy mountain was already a testament to his strength.
Wang Jun's expression changed slightly.
All these years, he knew that Zhou Fan had stayed in Shaolin.
But that was the land of Buddhism.
If he, a prince, made a move, he would definitely stir up the dynasty.
After some consideration, he temporarily suppressed the thought of plundering Zhou Fan's treasures and focused on his cultivation.
He did not expect Zhou Fan to find the peak of the snow mountain.
"Bai Yi is too powerful. If the three of us want to get the snow lotus, we have to work together. It was my fault back in the Imperial Academy.”
Wang Jun shouted.
Of course, he couldn't really apologize to Zhou Fan. The reason why he said this was completely a stopgap measure.
After all, the biggest threat to him right now was this white-robed young man.
Once he dealt with the white-robed young man, Ji Ruxue and Zhou Fan would be his.
However, at this moment, a faint voice sounded.
"Snow Lotus, I want it."
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