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Surprised, Ye Fan followed it down the mountain and came to the ruins of the ancient temple, which was built against the mountain. There was a huge crack in the foundation, leading to the ground.

The little squirrel jumped down with a clunk sound, and Ye Fan followed, turned around and walked forward for tens of meters. He was startled when he saw a huge dragon head, which was exactly the same as a real dragon!

This surprised him extremely, how could such a thing appear?Even in the Big Dipper Star Field, the ancestral veins stretching millions of miles may not be born, and it is even more impossible for the earth to have such a large territory.

This is an ancestral root of the earth, which has turned into a dragon shape, showing a stone dragon head, but it has died, which means that this vein has lost its spirituality.

The earth is in the Dharma-ending era, and it is normal to have no spirituality, but there shouldn't be a lifelike stone dragon. It is absolutely difficult to be born in such a limited territory, and it is rare in the world.

Ye Fan explored with his powerful spiritual sense, and suddenly found that this dead stone dragon only belonged to this area, and it didn't last long.

"What's going on here? Could it be that the earth was vaster in ancient times than it is now?"

In front of the real dragon's mouth, there was a broken small earthen jar, which contained a small amount of crystal clear liquid, and wisps of fragrance wafted out, which was refreshing.

The little purple thing ran forward, picked it up carefully, and held it up for Ye Fan to drink, but he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, obviously it was also very hopeful.

Ye Fan picked up the small earthen jar, smelled it and revealed a strange color, this is the milk of the earth, it is really rare for this kind of thing to appear on the earth today, but it is of no use to him.

This dripped from the dragon's mouth, and it took about half a month to accumulate a small half bowl. He sighed softly, this big dragon is dead, this is the last "dragon saliva".

Ye Fan returned the crock to it, the little thing was a little confused, then blinked his big black gem-like eyes, and gave him a drink sincerely, and in the process it swallowed quietly again, obviously this is not good for it. It is very precious.

"I don't need it." Ye Fan communicated with it with spiritual thoughts, and asked if there were any other aliens who knew how to practice, because he felt that it was pure and good, and did not invade its soul with spiritual consciousness without authorization.

This little purple squirrel can't speak, but its spiritual consciousness is quite clear. It has never left this area, and it has never seen a creature of Taoism.

At the same time, Ye Fan also knew its origin.

This thing pointed to a stone cave not far away, where there was a small skeleton, which belonged to a squirrel, or to be precise, its mother.

One picture after another appeared in Ye Fan's mind, a ferocious bird swooped down, a squirrel protected the cub and ran away desperately, but was still severely injured, and in the end he could only pick up one and escape into the crack of the ground. came here.

Not long after, the injured squirrel died, and the cubs crawled around, growing up from licking the dripping ground milk under the dragon's head.

Ye Fan sighed, this little thing is not a human being, but a little creature, but he still sighed, because he had just separated from his parents forever.

However, the little purple thing pointed at the stone cave where its mother's remains were buried, but it was heartless, it didn't know what sadness was, and it looked innocent.

Ye Fan took out a piece of divine energy, and immediately overflowed with energy, illuminating the entire cave. The purple squirrel was almost frightened, put down the small crock, and took a few steps back timidly.

"Don't be afraid, it's for you." Ye Fan handed it over. In this era when the world is short of aura, a piece of divine source is invaluable to low-level monks.

The little thing regained his composure, recognized it as Qi Bao, and immediately hugged it in his arms, very happy, rolling around under the dragon's head heartlessly.

"Would you like to leave here with me?" Ye Fan saw such a good little thing, after getting along with it, he temporarily forgot his grief and wanted to take it away with him.

The amethyst-like squirrel was startled, it never thought of leaving, it was full of nostalgia for this place, after arriving on the stone mountain, looking at the bright moon and the dilapidated ancient temple, it didn't know what to do.

"Forget it, people live to make themselves comfortable, and you are the same, just practice hard here." Ye Fan stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

"Whoosh!"

As if a ray of wisdom flashed across its heart, the little purple thing followed up, grabbed his trousers, raised his head, pitifully, although he was reluctant, he still decided to leave.

Ye Fan helped it put away the small stone Buddha, stepped on the moonlight, and left the Tibetan area like a banished fairy.

"From now on, you will be my second disciple."

The little purple thing was puzzled, but still very happy, and laughed heartlessly.

In a daze, Ye Fan saw a divine light in the purple radiance overflowing from it, and couldn't help saying to himself: "Demon Emperor."

After saying this, he was taken aback, and found that the stone Buddha in his hand also trembled. At that moment, the divine ring behind the stone Buddha's head turned into a stone mirror.

If you look closely, there is nothing, the little purple squirrel is still so cute, and the stone Buddha is also so quaint, but Ye Fan is silent for a moment.

On the way back, Ye Fan tried everything, and finally penetrated his spiritual consciousness into the inside of the stone Buddha. There was nothing else but a few golden ancient characters in ancient Sanskrit, like a few Buddhas sitting cross-legged!

He didn't understand what it meant, and was going to look it up to find out what it was.

Ye Fan returned to City B again. Although he still felt sad in his heart, he went to the Tibetan area and felt better. He forced himself to bury his sadness, because there were still some things to do.

At the beginning, before embarking on the return journey, he had discussed with Pangbo that he would go to the homes of all the students who were lost in the Big Dipper Starfield and take care of them on behalf of them.

"Pangbo, I naturally believe in you. I have always regarded you as a good brother who will live and die together."

Before boarding the five-color altar, Pangbo left suddenly, and then Li Xiaoman said that he was a great evil, but Ye Fan didn't believe it. Even if Pangbo was a little weird, the friendship that once lived and died together would not be false.

After returning to City B, Ye Fan first invited Xu Qiong's family to have a meal. In this world, he didn't want to show his supernatural power too much, so as not to shock the world too much.Moreover, he always feels that the earth is too mysterious, and he is afraid that someone is looking down on everything in the world.

He asked Xu Qiong to help, and quickly found where some of his classmates' families were. In the process, he also handed over the ancient Sanskrit characters in the stone Buddha to Yang Xiao, asking him to find someone to help decipher them.

Not long after, Yang Xiao really asked someone to translate it for him and gave him the result, which surprised Ye Fan!

Chapter 942

This is not Sanskrit in the general sense. It is extremely ancient. It should be the ancient symbol of the source of this kind of writing. It cannot be verified, and it is the prototype of Sanskrit.

Therefore, it is difficult to accurately translate.Yang Xiao entrusted a friend, and specially asked an authoritative Sanskrit textual researcher in India to decipher it, and only managed to translate it roughly.

This is the prototype of Sanskrit, but it also has several meanings, because it is too different from the Sanskrit of later generations, and a few words contain multiple meanings, which makes people extremely headache.

Awareness and action are perfect, which is one of the translations.

The door of wisdom is the second possible meaning.

The holy thing that opens the heaven and earth avenue, this is the third translation method, the most peculiar, and it makes people feel puzzled.

Ye Fan was in a daze, and couldn't help but be surprised, this unremarkable little stone Buddha seemed to have a lot of background, and it was beyond imagination!

The first meaning - the perfection of enlightenment and practice, obviously refers to the Buddha.Self-awareness, other-awareness, and consummation of enlightened actions are the three states.Mortals have no three realms.Bodhisattvas, when they reach the second state, awaken themselves and teach all living beings.Only the Buddha has reached perfection, cutting off the dust and ignorance of seeing, thinking, and dust.

The second meaning-the door of wisdom, this is a general term, and there is a line of translation notes, which actually wants to open a door.

"Suspected to lead to Lingshan."

This comment was even more surprising than the original translation. Ye Fan was moved. He had just returned from the Tibetan area and felt a vast fluctuation in an instant, not weaker than Mount Sumeru.

From the Whirling World to the Lingshan Mountain, this is a kind of shocking explanation, very mysterious. Could this little stone Buddha really be connected to a secret place?Thought-provoking.

The third meaning—the sacred object that opens the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. This is a very mysterious term, and it is just a vague translation. Even the translator himself was not sure about it, so he didn't elaborate too much.

Ye Fan was in doubt. He didn't expect that the little stone Buddha brought back was so mysterious. Then why was it left in a no-man's land at that time, like a discarded object?

Yang Xiao had a weird expression, and ordinary Sanskrit was fine. This kind of ancient talisman is hard to find in India, and only one or two national treasures are engraved on it. I asked him how he got it, and reminded him kindly and carefully. The supervision of cultural relics is very strict.

Ye Fan was helpless, since Yang Xiao judged the history of more than 2000 years after sending out a few small gifts, he probably regarded him as a reseller of cultural relics.