No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 189 Great Merit
For example, these little-known shocking secrets, Qingniu is not a coincidence, maybe he will never know it in his life, and no one will tell him these things easily.

The three old monks may have misunderstood that the Supreme Elder of Qingniu Temple is still alive, and Qingniu is the head of a sect, and will be like the Supreme in the future, so there is nothing to hide from him, it's just a matter of time.

It's just that Qingniu got to know this by chance, although he is eager to know the real reason behind it, why the civilization of cultivating immortals coexists with the civilization of science and technology; for what?
Qingniu didn't dare to say, didn't dare to ask, didn't even dare to think, he was worried that the three old monks had deep cultivation bases, if there was some supernatural power and secret method like his heart-to-heart, he could sense the timidity in Qingniu's heart, and even went to Qingniu himself. After exploring Niu Guan and finding out the background of Qing Niu Guan, the Qing Niu Guan that has been passed down for thousands of years will be completely destroyed.

The three old monks paused for a moment, then continued: "The revival of the earth's spiritual energy that you know is actually a major event that benefits the entire universe, the three thousand worlds!"

"It stands to reason that each of the ten geniuses who participated in this event has immeasurable merit and great potential, but in fact, we have observed secretly that no one has ever had as much merit as this son." The three of them said. The old monk also said in surprise.

"At first, I didn't see Yi Fan in the Shangqing Temple, and I didn't pay attention to it. I just felt that such an unheard-of feat should not have so little merit. Now that I saw Yi Fan, I suddenly realized it. It turns out that most of the power of merit and virtue has been acquired by this son." The three old monks sighed.

"Thus, this son should be the one who opened the gate of innateness and benefited the three thousand lower realms. It should be this son." The three old monks took a deep look at Yi Fan who was enlightening.

"Three seniors, in the small secret realm of Xuanhuang World, there are ten congenital stones with completely different attributes located in different places, and they are guarded by the foundation-building monster. The Gate Supreme Treasure managed to defeat the Guardian Monster Beast, and then obtained the Innate Stone to open the Innate Gate. According to what the seniors said, wouldn't it be that most of the Innate Stones were found by Yi Fan, and most of the credit for opening the Innate Gate Did it fall on him?" Qingniu was puzzled.

He absolutely didn't believe that nine of the top ten talents combined were not as good as Yi Fan?
So why is Niu Pi still only a registered disciple in Shangqing Temple?
In other words, if one of you named disciples is so perverted, how terrifying would it be for you to watch other people?
If this is the case, then why do we cultivate immortals?With such a huge gap between heaven and earth, we are still desperately trying to make a living. Wouldn’t it be nice to be a billionaire and enjoy his life honestly?
"Although it is unbelievable, according to the situation, it is indeed the case!" The old monk nodded and said.

"Buzz!"

While several people were talking, a vast, masculine and peaceful aura suddenly hit their faces. At the same time, the sky was filled with flowers, colorful clouds, immortals and Buddhas all over the sky, Sanskrit sounds bursting out, and a huge heaven and earth phenomenon appeared in the Vajra Temple.

And the center of all this is Yi Fan, who has understood the power of merit and virtue to condense the golden wheel.

"What a Yi Fan, he is indeed extraordinary. Kuhai, what are you waiting for? Quickly throw the angry-eyed golden body into the arms of this son!" The old monk was greatly amazed and hurriedly ordered.

A trace of reluctance and heartache flashed through the sea of ​​bitterness, and with a heartless heart, he threw a person with a golden golden glaring vajra body at Yi Fan.

"clang!"

The moment the golden body touched Yi Fan.

Suddenly, a huge bell ringing sounded between heaven and earth.

The sound of this bell is majestic, long and ancient, echoing endlessly between the heaven and the earth, making people feel shocked when they hear it, and their hearts are clear. Many unreasonable things and incomprehensible mysteries are revealed in the blink of an eye. Extremely quick thinking.

"It's the voice of the Great Dao. This son can cause such a vision. What is the background, and who was the master in the previous life?" Although the old monk was mentally prepared, he couldn't help pinching his fingers when he saw such a vision of heaven and earth. Extrapolate.

"The secrets of the heavens are chaotic, and there are masters covering up the secrets. This son's past life is blurred, and the future of the next life is blurred. With the power of the three of us, we can't calculate the slightest bit?" For the first time, there were slight ripples in the calm Buddha hearts of the three old monks.

Reminiscent of Yi Fan's massive merits, monstrous perverted understanding, and incomprehensible mysterious life background, the three old monks are more determined to make friends with Yi Fan and tie the King Kong Temple and Buddhism to him completely. .

"Buddha's heart is extinguished, merits are blessed, the golden body is saved, and the Buddha's kingdom of bliss!"

The three old monks looked resolute, and stretched out their hands to grab their chests. The three crystal clear, slowly beating hearts were caught out. They pointed at Yi Fan, and the three Buddha hearts turned into glazed rays of light and sank in. Within Yi Fan's chest.

In an instant, the Buddha's radiance on Yi Fan's body was radiant, and his treasured appearance was solemn, the golden body of the glaring vajra in his hand melted quickly, and wisps of golden liquid did not enter Yi Fan's body.

"Thousands of merits, blessings, my Buddha is merciful, and the merits are immeasurable!" The three old monks wiped the top of their heads, and suddenly spurted a big mouthful of blood, like a baby's skin quickly withered, and the skin disappeared in an instant. It turned into a hundred-year-old dead wood, with bones covered in skin, extremely terrifying.

"Uncle, uncle, don't do it, you can't do this, uncle!" Ku Hai burst into tears, knelt down and kowtowed.

The three old monks turned a blind eye, and the mysterious Buddha seal in their hands changed again and again. After a long time, they pushed hard, and the invisible power of merit was all blessed on the most half-melted golden body of the angry-eyed vajra.

The ice and snow on the golden body immediately melted away, turning into countless golden streams of warmth that completely submerged into Yi Fan's body.

"Oh my God, is this the legendary Duhua Golden Wheel? It really was condensed by him!" Rao Qingniu is well-informed and rich in the city, and now he can't help but stare at Yi Fan in disbelief wonders of heaven and earth.

I saw a golden roulette wheel standing upright behind Yi Fan slowly emerging from behind.

The seals on this golden wheel are filled with three thousand gods and Buddhas, eight thousand Arhats, countless auspicious beasts, various forms of living beings, three thousand worlds, prophecies of the great road, and other miraculous things.

Qingniu just took a look at the golden wheel, as if he saw his past and present life, his own fate track, as if he saw the mystery of the world that he couldn't understand.

The tens of thousands of fierce ghosts released by Yi Fan before, the strands of black resentment above the souls that had been transformed into ferocious howls of ghost heads, were silenced into nothingness by the peaceful golden light of the saved golden wheel in an instant.

Tens of thousands of living souls are pure and flawless, as clear and clear as glazed white jade, and even a blessing in disguise, dyed with a trace of golden Buddha's light.

After these mortals are resurrected, if they practice Buddhism, they will be able to understand something in a short period of time. If they live a normal life, their thinking will be quick and clear.

"Amitabha, the little benefactor's resurrection of tens of thousands of mortals is another great merit!" The three old monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison, and they were actually very happy in their hearts.

Previously, Yi Fan was bound to Buddhism and to the chariot of Vajra Temple without his life. The price paid was so high that it was even fatal and irreversible.

But the benefits are huge and immediate.

No, Yi Fan successfully purified tens of thousands of living souls. Once they are resurrected, their three old monks will naturally be indispensable for the magnificent power of merit, and even the Sea of ​​Bitterness, the Vajra Temple, and the Green Ox will all get a share of the pie.

(End of this chapter)