Chapter 973 Xumi Karma, Ye Fan attains enlightenment
In the dark void, countless light feathers were falling, accompanied by the roar of the heavenly sound of the avenue and the distant sound of chanting.
At the same time, many visions were manifesting between heaven and earth, and the source of the avenue surged, all pouring onto the figure below.
It almost made this burial place shrouded in strange black mist for countless thousands of years, making it look like a fairy land on earth.
The gaze of Holy Master Li Daoqing of the Shaking Light passed over the ethereal, aloof and immortal figure in the middle, and then he looked at the Holy Master of the Ji family beside him, and said with sincere emotion:
"The Ji family is silent, and among the descendants of Emperor Void, there is such a fairy seedling. It seems that the Ji family is destined to prosper in this life."
Li Daoqing's words indeed expressed the thoughts of many sects and emperors present.
After hearing this, the Holy Master of the Ji family could not help but smile, and then he shook his head helplessly and said:
"Zi Yue has an extraordinary mind and has always been eclectic. If she wants to calm down and practice, it is really more difficult than reaching heaven."
The strong men of various religions couldn't help but secretly criticize his other way of showing off.
Li Daoqing raised his head and looked behind the Holy Master of the Ji family.
Although the emperor of the Ji family and Ji Haoyue were not as good as Ji Ziyue when it came to understanding the carvings here, they were undoubtedly stunning.
Thinking of this, Li Daoqing couldn't help but sigh.
After all, the Ji family is the descendant of two supreme emperors, and its heritage is profound and unmatched by other inheritances.
Fortunately, Yaoguang's blessings are profound, and he also obtained the ancient holy body in this life, which is by no means weaker than the emperor's own son.
At the same time, Ye Fan, who was being talked about by Li Daoqing, was naturally comprehending the marks on the cliff.
It must be said that his understanding is extraordinary, and he has sensed many of the true meanings of the great road, which is like an enlightenment and is thought-provoking.
Originally, Ye Fan was quite satisfied with this.
Who would have thought that not only did Wang Teng and others perform miraculously, but a "monster" like Ji Ziyue appeared later, who actually communicated the origin of this world and overwhelmed everyone.
Seeing this situation, Ye Fan naturally couldn't hold back anymore and used his "killer trump card".
"Buzz——"
I saw an ordinary-looking bodhi seed manifested with only a picture of the Buddha's path, and it was firmly held in Ye Fan's palm.
Sensing the breath of Bodhisattva, the ancient Buddha in Mount Sumeru suddenly opened his eyes, and the majestic Buddha light spread out with the might of the saint.
He stared straight into Ye Fan's palm, clasped his hands together and said:
"Amitabha, little donor Ye really has a connection with Buddha."
After hearing this, before Ye Fan could react, the ancient sage of Yaoguang showed a wary look, as if he was afraid that Mount Xumi would "transform" Ye Fan.
Seeing this, the ancient Buddha held up the flowers and smiled:
"Fellow Taoist misunderstood, it's just because of the Bodhisattva."
Ye Fan thought for a moment, then raised his hands and said:
"I dare not hide it from the ancient Buddha. This thing was obtained by the younger generation from the Great Leiyin Temple."
Hearing this, everyone in Sumeru couldn't help but change their colors.
The Great Thunder Sound Temple mentioned by Ye Fan is naturally not on Mount Xumi, but on the distant ancient star Yinghuo.
Previously, Jin Chanzi visited Xumi, and they had learned about this from his mouth.
And when they learned that the other party was a disciple of Sakyamuni, they expelled him.
However, the most abhorrent thing is that when the golden cicada left, he actually "bewitched" the most outstanding disciple of Mount Xumi's generation away, causing many Buddhist temples and ancient temples to be furious.
"I wonder, can Donor Ye allow me to have a look?"
The ancient Buddha asked with a kind expression on his face.
For Ye Fan, he personally was naturally unwilling.
So, he glanced at the ancient sage who was shaking his light, and when he saw the other person nodded, he handed the Bodhi seed to the ancient Buddha on Mount Sumeru in a carefree manner.
The ancient Buddha held the bodhi seed in his hand, with gold and silver flowing in his eyes, and his eyes were bright, and he sighed:
"It really is the Bodhi Tree."
In the past, the Bodhi tree was a sacred tree of Buddhism and took root in Mount Sumeru. However, it was only after Nirvana that the Bodhi tree escaped.
Now, nearly three hundred thousand years have passed.
"Huh?"
The ancient Buddha of Mount Xumi frowned slightly and said in surprise:
"There is a mark left by Sakyamuni on it."
Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart moved.
The evil ghost had hinted before that the Buddha had left a mark on the Bodhisattva, but with Ye Fan's current cultivation level, he was unable to remove it.
Thinking like this, Ye Fan immediately said tentatively:
"I wonder if the ancient Buddha can help the younger generation erase it?"
In response to this, the ancient Buddha did not answer immediately, but continued to observe carefully, and finally shook his head:
"Amitabha--"
"I apologize for my inability to do anything, but if little donor Ye is willing to come to Xumi, he might be able to give it a try with the magic pestle."
When the powerful men present heard this, they all couldn't help showing expressions of surprise.
In fact, not everyone knows about the existence of such a powerful man as Sakyamuni. Now it is natural to be surprised to learn from the mouth of the ancient Buddha that his mark can only be erased by casting a demon pestle.
"Thank you, ancient Buddha, for your kindness."
Ye Fan took the Bodhi seed, but did not accept it immediately.
What he was thinking was that if there was a chance in the future, he might be able to defeat the Buddha in a fight through the Holy Prince, which would be more reliable.
Seeing that Ye Fan did not respond directly, the ancient Buddha in Mount Sumeru did not do anything. He just kept holding flowers and smiling.
After all, no matter how you say it, Ye Fan is Yaoguang's choice as the next Holy Lord, and Mount Xumi cannot force him.
Holding the Bodhi seed in his hand, Ye Fan once again realized the Tao marks on the stone wall in front of him. His feelings were really different.
The Bodhi seed is scorching hot and emits a faint light of wisdom, helping Ye Fan enter a deep state of enlightenment.
Those chaotic, yet mysterious and complicated carvings were imprinted on Ye Fan's heart.
He was wandering in the vast ocean, and his whole person fell into a mysterious and mysterious situation.
The originally profound and mysterious carvings disintegrated one after another, turning into the most original true meaning of the avenue, and even melted into a ball of divine light.
And inside the Immortal Light of Creation, Ye Fan suddenly seemed to catch a glimpse of a majestic and heroic figure, sitting cross-legged in a world that was extremely broken and lifeless.
I saw that as soon as the man moved slightly, countless fairy lights shone down, and thousands of rays of light fell down, making the whole world come to life again.
Dimly, Ye Fan realized that he might have seen the scene where the Immortal Emperor created all things in this world in the past.
With a move in his heart, his soul instinctively wanted to get closer to the Immortal Emperor and take a closer look.
However, that figure seemed to be above the world of mortals, as if it were in another world, elusive and hard to find.
Even if the Bodhi seed shines and blooms with the most brilliant light of wisdom, it still cannot help Ye Fan, and his brows become more and more frowning.
Sensing Ye Fan's state, the evil ghost in his mind snorted:
"Hmph! The bald donkey is indeed unreliable. I still need my help!"
As the evil ghost's words fell, Ye Fan felt a majestic and vast spiritual thought falling down, far more majestic than the starry sky and the universe.
It gave him the feeling that he was standing at the pinnacle of humanity, looking past the present and the future, and feeling invincible.
"boom!"
The next moment, a huge roar erupted from the immortal platform between Ye Fan's eyebrows, which was far more powerful than Ji Ziyue's.
Just when the saints, kings, and the younger generation of geniuses all stared at Ye Fan with monster-like eyes——
"Kacha!"
A slightly crisp sound came, making everyone present feel shocked.