The silver moon slanted to the west and the mountain wind blew. The fragrance of orchids wafted through the air as the beauty left, leaving behind a beautiful silhouette as she disappeared into the horizon.
A smile on a flower, a meeting after ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes. When Buddha spoke of fate, was it the moment of looking back or the endless distance?
"Eternity, or an instant? I am undefeatable in this world. What karma, what entanglement, what karma, I will destroy all of it!"
Ye Fan did not believe in the afterlife and only believed in this life. This was not only the difference between Dao and Buddha, but also his own belief.
"All of this can be broken through. I have the power to fight the heavens, I have the heaven-defying merit. Nothing will be a problem."
Although he said this, his heart still palpitated for a moment. In this world, there were many things and people that could not be solved with power.
"My master is in the present, why should I fear the future!" In the end, he made up his mind. Fearless, he looked into the distance as if he could see through the sky.
In the east, the first rays of the morning sun appeared, cutting through the mist and shining on the prairie.
The mist stirred and the whole prairie was covered in a layer of water vapor that shone with all kinds of colors under the sunlight.
"Dong!"
The bell rang and the grand ancient temple became even more solemn and sacred. It was like an immortal monument standing there quietly, giving off a vast and inviolable sense of solemnity.
In the morning sun, the ancient temple was no longer glowing by itself. Instead, it was dyed with a layer of golden light as if there was a great Buddha sitting inside.
Ye Fan returned and saw a shocking scene. Yan Yixi, Li Tian, and Little Tong Tong were standing in front of the temple, motionless as if they were in a meditative state.
Comprehending the Dao, entering the Dao with their divine sense, and entering the ancient temple with their hearts — these were the states the three were in.
What surprised Ye Fan was that Little Tong Tong was also in a daze.
This ancient temple was not ordinary and was left behind by a saint. There were mysterious marks circulating inside, making people feel as if they were in an abyss or a vast ocean, as if they were in another world.
"The ancient temple of a saint must have been left behind by a disciple of Buddha," Ye Fan said to himself.
It was rumored that Amitabha's fifth disciple had once entered northern plains to spread Buddhism and preach in the northern lands. In the end, he died in meditation in the vast grassland, leaving behind an immortal ancient temple that stored supreme Buddhism.
Not long after, Li Tian Xing turned around and muttered to himself, "How strange. That Bodhisattva is so beautiful, but there's no way to get close to her."
Ye Fan really wanted to give him a slap. This guy was really too evil. He even wanted to blaspheme the mark of a Bodhisattva.
"Don't use your complicated thoughts to measure my pure and true nature. I'm just reminiscing about the Dao Realm just now. Nothing else," Li Tian said.
"I didn't say anything. Are you confessing?" Ye Fan smiled.
Li Tian said, "Tell me, what did you do last night? Where is she? Why didn't she come back with you? This girl is on par with Yi Qingwu! "
"Boohoo … Uncle pervert, please let me go. I really hate you." At this moment, Little Tongtong also woke up and bawled.
"This child is getting more and more unlikeable. Even a romantic and elegant person like me is always beaten by him." Li Tian glanced at the little guy.
Yan Yixi stood in front of the temple, still not moving. He seemed to be connected to the ancient temple. He was enveloped by the golden morning glow and entered the Dao.
"Brother Yan seems to have learned something," Ye Fan said.
The owner of this temple was undoubtedly a saint. He did not leave a word and was free and unrestrained.
"The saint's Dao is of a high temperament. It suits a carefree pervert like my Senior Brother. Just like how he never touched a single leaf in a field of flowers, they are all the same." Li Tian curled his lips.
After a long time, Yan Yixi woke up with a solemn expression. He said that he touched a vague Dao but could not accurately capture it.
"Junior Brother, use your heart to feel it. There is a Dao here that is similar to my sect's. You must get it!"
"Are you sure that it is on par with the Dao of Human Desires?" Li Tian was shocked.
"Yes!" Yan Yixi nodded.
Ye Fan came to a sudden realization. An Miaoyi must have attached great importance to this Dao. There was indeed a method they needed. Perhaps it really was a great fortune.
This time, they entered the temple side by side. They stopped at every corner and used their hearts to feel it. Ye Fan was no exception.
"Dong …"
An ancient bell rumbled. There was a large bronze bell at the back of the temple. It was ringing without anyone pushing it and was covered in rust.
"Unfortunately, it is not a saint's weapon. It is just an ordinary bell and not a weapon."
"Hmm, that's not right. This bell has been blessed by a saint and contains Buddhist light. Otherwise, it would not have existed in this world for so long."
The few of them noticed the abnormality. They carefully pondered and extended their divine senses to feel it. However, they were disappointed in the end and did not obtain anything.
This seemed to be an ancient bell that was frequently blessed by a saint and personally struck. There were no divine patterns of laws left behind.
There were great buddhas in every temple. Li Tian and Yan Yixi finally found the source. They stared at the ancient buddha in the center that had lost its gilding and was only mottled with green rust.
Soon, they entered a meditative state and immersed themselves in a kind of lofty dao realm. They were unable to extricate themselves and soon obtained a flawless dao art.
Ye Fan did not go anywhere else. He stood in front of the ancient bell and after an unknown period of time, he suddenly punched out!
"Dong!"
The bell was deafening. The entire grand ancient temple trembled as if it was about to collapse.
Inside the main hall, Yan Yixi and Li Tian were shocked. Little Tong Tong hurriedly covered his ears and hid in the divine light emitted by Li Tian.
"What is Little Brat Ye doing?"
"He did not shatter that ancient bell with one punch. It is definitely not an ordinary item. That is a punch of a saint physique!" Yan Yixi was shocked.
"Dong …" Ye Fan punched out again. Golden blood qi soared into the sky. The big bell suddenly burst forth with endless Buddhist light and emitted an even louder sound that traveled thousands of miles.
All the grass in the endless grassland was flattened and turned into a green carpet under the sound waves. A few lakes also surged with waves.
"Break for me!"
Ye Fan roared and punched again. The big bell immediately cracked, and Buddhist light soared into the sky, drowning the entire land.
"Wastrel, this is a treasure of Buddhism. He broke it." Li Tian stomped his feet.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, a great buddha emerged from the cracked bronze bell. It was vivid and lifelike in the golden light. It was solemn and dignified as it sat there cross-legged.
"Retreat!"
Ye Fan shouted and took out his damaged saint weapon — the Purple Golden Hammer.
Li Tian and Yan Yixi felt their hair stand on end. They grabbed Little Tong Tong and turned to leave, disappearing from the main hall in an instant.
"Ah!"
A zen sound that wasn't very loud but spread throughout the grassland crossed the barrier of time and space, shaking the surroundings.
The entire ancient temple was annihilated without a sound. This ancient sound collided with the Purple Golden Hammer in Ye Fan's hand, producing a crisp crack.
In the distance, Li Tian and Yan Yixi were aghast. What was the Purple Golden Hammer? It was a damaged saint weapon. With it, one could run amok under the heavens.
But now, a crack appeared from a person's roar. This was like the Arabian Nights, inconceivable.
"This is just a brand, but the divine sound he shouted out is so terrifying. It's too terrifying." Yan Yixi and Li Tian felt a chill down their spine.
However, after this great buddha released such a sound wave, its body suddenly became faint and could no longer display its previous might.
Ye Fan put away the Purple Golden Hammer and took a step forward. He directly reached for the center of the buddha's eyebrows, wanting to grab it.
"Little Brat Ye is trying to steal from the Buddha. He doesn't pay his respects but forcefully snatches it. This is really …" Even someone as evil as Li Tian couldn't help but be surprised.
"Hou!"
Ye Fan's roar attacked the golden buddha, causing it to awaken and react.
Although he was very domineering, his heart was still excited because he knew he had encountered a heaven-defying opportunity. He had encountered an ancient sound of the six words of Buddhism.
In the present world, the Hou, Ma, Ni, Pad, Mi, and Hou words were almost lost. Only a few ancient temples in the Western Desert had one each, and it was difficult to reassemble them.
Encountering the "Hou" sound here was a great opportunity, but the prerequisite was that he could obtain it.
Ye Fan had been constantly evolving this sound, and he already had one-tenth of its power. It was incomparably vast and terrifying. Now that he had encountered it, he naturally didn't want to miss it.
"Break for me!"
He punched out with the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, which entered the body of the great buddha. It was not a physical body, but a type of brand.
"Hou!"
Next, the endless sound of "Hou" resounded, and at the same time, there was an indescribable chant.
"Convert to my buddha …" A boundless divine sound transmitted over, making the distant Li Tian and Yan Yixi absent-minded. They couldn't help but walk forward, wishing to kowtow and kneel in front of the great buddha.
The two of them were like this even though they were so far away, so there was no need to talk about the nearby Ye Fan. His head was drenched in sweat as he fell into the buddha light imprint.
This was a type of soul ferrying secret technique, invading one's primordial spirit to forcefully convert them to buddhism. There wasn't much harm, but it was almost like a cleansing of one's will, causing them to completely change.
"Carry forward the buddhist dharma, convert to my sect …" A voice that was like a buddhist chant sounded, so loud that even the deaf could hear, attacking one's soul.
The "Hou" sound rotated, returning to Ye Fan's primordial spirit. At this moment, it was also rumbling, assisting in the ferrying. Ye Fan couldn't help but silently chant the "Hou" divine sound.
This was a type of forceful ferrying. To learn this incantation, one had to enter a buddhist sect. This type of will force was incomparably terrifying, something left behind by an ancient buddha.
As Ye Fan chanted the "Hou" sound, an undying great buddha appeared behind him, towering majestically. In addition, a few more appeared around him.
Buddha light shone, wishing for him to kowtow and forever enter a buddhist sect.
"What powerful buddha light, worthy of being left behind by the Amitabha Buddha's fifth disciple. Countless years have passed, yet this imprint is still so terrifying!" Ye Fan clenched his teeth, his forehead covered in sweat. However, his mind was still like steel, not wavering in the slightest.
"Buddha Transformation!" Ye Fan roared loudly.
At this moment, he operated the Fighting Character Art of the Nine Secrets, abandoning the "Hou" divine sound's buddha light, preserving its power. He used the Nine Secrets to evolve it, using the highest secret method of Taoism to transform it into buddha.
"There will be a day when I will become unmatched in the present world. Even if the Amitabha Buddha comes, he won't be able to force me. I'll shatter him with a single fist!"
Ye Fan's black hair danced about chaotically, his eyes like lightning. All of the clothes on his body exploded, revealing a bronze-colored and sturdy body.
He was still chanting the "Hou" sound, but the great buddha behind him was gradually dissolving. In the end, a new figure appeared — it was him.
"This pervert learned someone else's supreme divine technique, but in the end, he only worshipped himself and even dissolved the buddha."
"Not worshipping the earth, not worshipping the heavens, only believing in one's own body — this is a kind of conviction! But even the Great Emperor of ancient times, Amitabha Buddha, isn't willing to yield. This is indeed a pervert. "
Li Tian and Yan Yixi were muttering like this.
In the end, all the buddha light was cleanly dissolved by Ye Fan, and the great buddha was completely replaced by his own divine statue, becoming an undying demonic god.
In the end, with a loud roar, the cracked ancient bell completely collapsed and turned into fine powder. The buddha light that filled the sky disappeared, turning into ashes along with the ancient temple.
In the world, only he stood alone. The demonic god behind him shone with boundless radiance, merging with him and becoming the sole ruler.
He used the Fighting Character Art of the Nine Secrets to completely transform the "Hou" sound, transcending the past and applying it to himself.
Walking the path of invincibility was his promise to An Miaoyi. From today onward, he would crush all obstructions!
…
"Saint Physique of the human race, where are you? I've come specifically to kill you, don't disappoint me." In the distant Southern Mountains, a young and terrifying ancient creature spoke like this. He was of the bloodline of an ancient emperor.
Wang Teng, Hua Yunfei, Li Xiaoman, and the divine sons and daughters of the two ancient divine dynasties of assassins were also waiting quietly in the Southern Mountains for Ye Fan's return.
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