In mid-air, Jiang Xiaofan, who was falling rapidly, felt a chill run down his spine. He was just an ordinary person. Other than death, he couldn't think of any better outcome after falling from such a high cliff.
The wind whistled in his ears. After an unknown period of time, there was a loud splash and water splashed everywhere. Jiang Xiaofan was immediately happy. Fortunately, he had learned how to swim in order to peek at beauties playing in the water. Otherwise, he would really have to play chess with Satan this time.
"Damn it, damn gigolo. How dare you burn the bridge after crossing it. When I get out, I'll get a big black dog to bite you to death!" Jiang Xiaofan cursed as he swam towards the shore.
"Benefactor from afar, you're finally here. This old monk has been waiting for you for a long time."
He had just climbed onto the shore when he heard such a voice in front of him. Not far away, there was a dilapidated stone platform. An old monk sat cross-legged on it. He had lived for an unknown number of years. His flesh was dried up like rotten wood.
"Who … Who are you?"
Jiang Xiaofan was shocked and involuntarily took a step back. He didn't expect there to be a monk here. To be precise, it was more like a dried corpse.
"This old monk is Randeng …"
"F * ck, I'm Shakyamuni!"
Jiang Xiaofan was shocked and subconsciously opened his mouth. However, he immediately felt that his words were too much. However, the old monk nodded.
"You … believe it?"
"Of course, why wouldn't I? Buddha once said that heaven and earth are one. The vast universe is formless. Everything in the world is Buddha. "
Jiang Xiaofan was surprised. He felt that this old monk was not ordinary. He was very different from the monks in temples on Earth. Although he was extremely thin, he had an extraordinary temperament.
Jiang Xiaofan wasn't a coward. He calmed down and asked the old monk why he was here. However, the old monk's answer made him curse again. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I have been meditating here for eighteen thousand years, waiting for a fated person to pass down a Buddhist scripture …"
The old monk's eyes were very deep, making Jiang Xiaofan feel a chill run down his spine. He shook his head resolutely. What a joke, he was still a pure virgin. He wouldn't be able to see through the world of mortals so quickly.
The old monk froze for a moment before he seemed to have thought of something. Smiling gently, he placed his palms together and said, "I'm only here to impart my teachings. In the future, everything will be up to you, patron …"
Jiang Xiaofan seriously looked at the old monk in front of him. He found it unbelievable that he would meet the legendary Dipankara Buddha here, who wanted to teach him Buddhist scriptures. It was like a dream.
He was skeptical. He had no interest in Buddhism, but he could feel the sincerity of the old monk. He should not be lying to him. Most importantly, he did not feel that he was worth being lied to.
He raised his head and rubbed his chin. This was a legendary figure. Although he felt that it was a bit unreliable, he didn't care. In any case, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage. At worst, he would just treat it as listening to a storytelling.
Seeing Jiang Xiaofan nod, the old monk smiled and raised a skinny finger. A wisp of golden holy light entered Jiang Xiaofan's forehead. In his mind, billions of golden runes appeared. Finally, they condensed into a huge "Buddha" character. It turned into a golden radiance and merged into his meridians.
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes widened. He was dumbfounded. He never thought that the old monk's so-called teachings would be like this. This was simply a real immortal!
"This was left behind by my Buddha. Keep it well. You must not show it to the world."
After imparting the Buddhist scriptures to Jiang Xiaofan, the old monk appeared somewhat weak. His expression was solemn as he solemnly handed over a palm-sized silver copper plate. It was inconspicuous. It flickered before Jiang Xiaofan's eyes and disappeared, reappearing in his body.
"Boom …"
The moment the silver copper plate entered Jiang Xiaofan's body, his body seemed to ignite. It bloomed with a blazing rainbow light that illuminated the entire Divine Cliff.
At this moment, he actually saw through his own body. In his abdomen, there was a small rainbow lake. It was so mysterious that it was almost illusory. In the center of this small lake, a palm-sized copper plate appeared. It quietly floated there, emitting a faint divine light. It was like a sacred source that supported this part of the world.
This mysterious lake became even more resplendent. Seven-colored divine light seeped out from it like the origin light of the world. He could vaguely hear an extremely unique sound coming from the silver copper plate.
"The Dao of Heaven, replenish the deficiency and diminish the excess …"
The heavenly sound of the Great Dao was vast and profound. It was like a gurgling stream that flowed through one's heart. It seemed to have cut through time and space from ancient times. It was like a great bell that shook Jiang Xiaofan's heart.
The old monk revealed a surprised expression for the first time. However, it only lasted for an instant before he calmed down. It seemed that nothing in this world could affect him anymore.
"What's going on? What just happened! "
When everything returned to normal, Jiang Xiaofan looked at his hands in surprise. He looked up and down at his body, afraid that he was missing some important part.
"The Golden Age is about to begin. The Dao of Heaven will be reactivated …"
After doing all this, the old monk stared at Jiang Xiaofan. His eyes deepened. He didn't say anything else as if he had completed his task. He put his palms together and golden flames appeared around him. His body began to coil, scaring Jiang Xiaofan so much that he jumped far away.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Jiang Xiaofan turned pale with fright. He quickly jumped to the side of a nearby stream of water. He stretched out his hands and splashed water at the old monk. However, what shocked him again was that the water was still in midair. It evaporated when it was still a few meters away from the old monk.
"Willing to achieve enlightenment in the boundless world, give up Tushita, surrender to the imperial palace, give up my position as a monk, and practice the Dao. What is the Dao? Show it, follow the boundless world, use the power of wisdom, subdue demons and resentment, obtain the subtle Dharma, achieve enlightenment, return to heaven, and finally reincarnate … "
The old monk was as thin as a matchstick. He appeared very calm as he recited Buddhist principles. His body was surrounded by holy and bright flames. His body was transparent and everything inside could be seen.
This stone platform was peaceful and covered by the aura of the Great Dao. After a while, all his bones were broken. His flesh and blood turned into light and turned into ashes. Nothing was left. He was forever erased from this world.
Jiang Xiaofan stood dozens of meters away in a daze. He only walked over after a long time. Looking at the ashes on the stone platform, his eyes widened. The previous scene was still replaying before his eyes. That golden flame was peaceful. He didn't feel any heat. He didn't even know how the flame appeared. However, it burned the old monk completely.
"Is this the legendary death?"
Jiang Xiaofan was a bit shocked. However, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that he was playing with fire.
"The holy monk passed down the Buddhist scriptures to me. No matter what, he is still my master. Please accept this disciple's bow!"
Jiang Xiaofan put away his hooligan behavior. His expression was solemn and respectful. He used the ashes on the stone platform to build a cenotaph. Finally, he seemed to have thought of something. He carved a line of words on the stone platform: Dipankara Ancient Buddha's Sacred Position. Then, he forcefully kowtowed three times in front of the stone platform.
Was this fate? He was a bit emotional. The affairs of the world were really strange. He had only known the old monk for a short while. The other party had passed down the Buddhist scriptures to him. Now, he had personally built a tombstone for him.
"Forget it. Let's see if the scriptures passed down by the holy monk are as profound as he said."
To Jiang Xiaofan who lived on Earth, obtaining such a sacred scripture was no different from winning the lottery. How could he not be excited? He immediately sat down with his legs crossed, closed his eyes, and used his heart to feel.
Dipankara Ancient Buddha had a pivotal position in China's myths and legends. In the World of Buddhism, he was second only to the existence of Gautama Buddha. The ancient scriptures passed down by him were called Buddhist scriptures. Naturally, they were extraordinary. They were definitely the supreme scriptures of Buddhism.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan was using his mind to trigger the Buddhist scriptures. There was still darkness in front of him. It was the same as before. There was no reaction. It was no different from usual. There was only a special feeling.
However, he did not give up. Slowly, specks of mysterious light suddenly appeared in this dark space. Golden runes slowly appeared one after another, as if a sacred lamp had been lit. Then, these golden runes turned into rays of golden light that spread in all directions.
His essence, qi, and spirit were quickly immersed in it. His mind was like flowing water. It flowed through every corner of his body along with the wisps of golden light. During this time, he saw the small colorful lake again. There was a palm-sized silver copper plate floating in the center.
He tried to get closer. However, although the small lake was right in front of him, it seemed to be infinitely far away. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get close to it. It was as if there was a world between them.
His mind was thinking, but the golden divine light did not stop. It flowed through his internal organs, crossed his eight extraordinary meridians, and spread to every corner of his body in a specific trajectory.
At this time, what even Jiang Xiaofan did not know was that golden Buddhist mantras flashed in the void where he sat cross-legged. Golden lotuses appeared on the ground. A hazy figure appeared behind him, and its movements were exactly the same as his.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xiaofan woke up from his meditation. He looked at his hands and gently clenched them into fists. He felt that he was different from before. His body was filled with a huge amount of power.
He picked up a small stone from the ground. Holding it in his hand, he exerted a little force. Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard. The stone the size of a bird's egg was crushed by his bare hands.
"God! I'm rich! "
Jiang Xiaofan almost couldn't help but shout out loud. He clenched his fists. With this mysterious technique in hand, he could almost imagine his beautiful future in this world. He would sit on a vast land, have a harem of three thousand beauties, and have a large group of subordinates. In the end, he would become an immortal.
He sat cross-legged again and closed his eyes to operate the Buddhist scriptures. He saw the small colorful lake again, and the palm-sized silver copper plate. This time, he tried to use all his strength to move this mysterious copper plate.
This was something that the holy monk gave him at the last moment. From the holy monk's solemn eyes, he could imagine that this was definitely a great treasure. It was even more precious than the Buddhist scriptures.
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