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Before eating, the old monk mercifully recited Amitabha Buddha and the scriptures for salvation several times.

But at the moment of opening his mouth, Xuanzang, who had left long ago, suddenly jumped out again with a smile on his face.

At this moment, the master and apprentice looked at each other, and the air was silent for a moment.

"Here, master, you won't keep your mouth shut, will you?" Xuanzang asked.

"Ahem...Xuanzang, is there a possibility that the master is teaching it to be reborn from the ashes!"

The old monk was surprised by Xuanzang's words, so he explained.

"Understood. I understand that this chicken has Buddha-nature, so I just taught the scriptures. Master also thinks that this chicken has Buddha-nature, so I taught it the method of rebirth from the ashes of fire, and dedicated myself." Xuanzang nodded.

While talking, Xuanzang tore a chicken leg from the old monk's golden bowl and said, "Master, let this disciple send it for the last time."

"Xuanzang, as a teacher, you have a bodhisattva heart since you were a child. But let's give it together, master and apprentice."

The old monk tore off another roasted chicken leg, clasped his hands together, and sent it into the five internal organs temple in a civilized manner.

In the process of salvation, the master and the apprentice were self-evident, and they looked at each other with a smile, and everything was in the air.

But this calm is only on the surface!

"Xuanzang, a rebel, actually put the old monk together. It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, and the old monk can't refute it." The old monk thought, a little unwilling.

"Ba Shi, it's the first time I've tasted the old monk's handiwork. It's really good! This skillful technique is definitely not the first time. Hmph, keep your mouth open and shut your mouth, let's see what to say in the future." Xuanzang thought.

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"Ding, Ye Fan is really not black and started the chat group live broadcast!"

At this time, the voice of the chat group suddenly sounded!

Chapter 66 Ye Fan and the Security

"Ding, Ye Fan is really not black and started the chat group live broadcast!"

The voice of the chat group suddenly sounded!

Ding, the never deflated devil joins the live broadcast room!

Ding, the little fairy of Peach Blossom Island joins the live broadcast room!

Ding, Sect Master Yunlan joined the live broadcast room!

Ding, the first strange woman of the Yin Yang family joins the live broadcast room!

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Demon Queen: "Ye Hei, what's the situation? What kind of live broadcast? Queen, I'm giving you a massage!"

Playboy: "Watch a play!"

Ye Fan is really not black: "Uh... It seems that something happened to me. I came to Mount Tai after the class reunion. After waiting for a long time, there was no Kowloon pulling the coffin, and it came out of nowhere!"

On the live broadcast screen, Ye Fan was leaving the country in casual clothes, and there were a few other people, all of whom were his classmates.

And they were on Mount Tai at the moment, and it was getting late at this time.

Fortune teller: "There is no Nine Dragons pulling the coffin? How is it possible? This is an inevitable thing."

Yan Shuang was puzzled, based on her understanding of the plot of Zhetian.The ruthless empress in the ancient forbidden zone paid attention to Ye Fan very early on.And the Kowloon coffin pulling incident seems to have been planned in advance by the ruthless Empress.

Now that there is no bronze coffin to cross the starry sky, Ye Fan cannot embark on the road of cultivation.

On the other hand, Xuanzang is also strange?Could it be that there was an accident and I couldn't see the Kowloon pulling the coffin?

Is this the difference in the universe of infinite parallel planes?

Ye Fan is really not black: "From the current point of view, there is really no sign at all."

Spring and Autumn Sword Armor: "Actually, even if you can't set foot on the other side of the starry sky, with Brother Ye Fan's talent, you should be able to practice in your own world, and then set foot on the starry sky by yourself."

Fortune teller: "No way, Ye Fan's ancient holy body is a gold-swallowing beast. It is known as the strongest human holy body, but the resources required are a hundred times that of the same realm. The resources of the earth are not enough for him to spend. Even if he cultivates for a lifetime, he may not be able to Activate the Ancient Eucharist."

Journey to the West: "The difference from the original track is that Ye Fan now has a chat group, and he can use the resources of the chat group to practice."

Fortuneteller: "The monk Xuanzang is right, but the points in the chat group also need to be exchanged."

Ye Fan is really not bad: "Hey, let's forget it. Even if you can't set foot on the starry sky road, it's actually good to be a mortal, plain and ordinary, and be with your relatives."

Although looking forward to the starry sky, the trajectory of fate may change at this moment, and Ye Fan did not force it.

Demon Queen: "Ye Hei, why don't you hang out with the queen, I will give you resources and genetic medicine! Let your genes become gods."

Ye Fan is really not black: "Thank you Queen, but I am not interested in demons."

Journey to the West: "There is no need to be pessimistic, maybe the time has not come, maybe the Kowloon coffin is delayed on the road."

Ye Fan is really not black: "What brother Xuan said is true!"

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Covering the sky plane.

Ye Fan was a little disappointed that he didn't wait to come to Kowloon to pull the coffin on the day of the classmate reunion.

Then my classmate Lin Jia proposed to camp on Mount Tai, spending two days to visit Mount Tai and witness this famous historical mountain.

The students all agreed, and Ye Fan also agreed.

When I came down from Mount Tai in the evening, I was going to drive to the hotel for one night.

"Pay the parking fee!"

In the parking lot of Mount Tai, a young security guard came over.

"How much..." Ye Fan asked.

"666!" The young security guard said casually.

"You are stealing money, and you only need 666 for a long time?" Ye Fan looked at the person in front of him in shock.

"Can't stop, don't stop. You won't be able to afford it if you drive fast." The young security guard said bluntly.

Ye Fan didn't bother to argue with this person, so he paid the parking fee and drove away.

The young security guard watched Ye Fan leave with a trace of sarcasm on his face, and said, "I don't even ask, who covers the parking lot in this area."

Afterwards, the young security guard walked towards the Mount Tai Rest Pavilion.

Before taking two steps, a thunderbolt from the blue knocked the young security guard unconscious.

Ye Fan, who had already left, naturally didn't know what happened afterwards, even if he knew, he would only say a good word.

In the next two days, Ye Fan and his good friend Pang Bo traveled to Mount Tai, and the classmates around them also formed a small group.

After knowing that Ye Fan's company was listed, everyone became more enthusiastic and very polite.

Ye Fan dealt with it on the surface, but he was absent-minded.

This is the side effect of knowing the future in advance and worrying about gains and losses.

For two days, everything was uneventful.

On the third day, Ye Fan and his classmates had a meal together, then went to Taishan Fengchan Terrace to take a group photo, and then went back to their respective homes.

The originally clear sky suddenly gathered wind and clouds, and the wind was strong.

Everyone didn't know why, but Ye Fan was excited and said in his heart, "Are you here?"

In the next second, the sound of vacuum roaring from the ancient times came from the depths of the sky, the infinite coercion was overwhelming, and the ancient atmosphere permeated the sky and the earth.

From the thick clouds, black dragon corpses emerged one after another, and they were entangled in chains.Although they had already died, they were lifelike, pulling the huge bronze coffin together across the sky.

The whole Mount Tai was shaking, and the five-color altar of Fengchan Terrace appeared from the ground.And Ye Fan and others were uncontrollably pulled by the copper coffin of the third generation and disappeared in place.

"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"

The copper coffin of the third generation, the coffin of Jiulong, come and go quickly!

Quickly disappeared over the earth, heading for the unknown starry sky.

At the foot of Mount Tai, a young security guard stared at this scene, dumbfounded, and said: "Be obedient and dig a hole, this must be Jiulong pulling coffins, don't you want to be so exciting."

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Journey to the West, the nameless mountain.

After the blue-and-white chicken incident, the old monk and Xuanzang returned to the past again, and no one mentioned the blue-and-white chicken again, and there was a tacit understanding.

Xuanzang wanted to go down the mountain several times but was rejected, feeling very depressed.

Simply stay on the mountain and comprehend the 36 transformations of Tiangang just obtained. Every transformation in it is a great supernatural power, broad and profound.

Those who can fully grasp these 36 supernatural powers, looking at the Three Realms, are among the few saints who are quasi-real.

In the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, Xuanzang's primordial spirit is wrapped in the 36 profound meanings of Tiangang.

Strands of Dao scriptures emerged, all of which were the essence of Tiangang's 36 transformations.

Mediating good fortune, reversing yin and yang, changing stars and changing battles, returning to the sky and returning to the sun, calling the wind and the rain...

One after another great supernatural powers emerged in Xuanzang's heart, they were obscure but not difficult to understand.

They are in harmony with the heaven and the earth, implying laws, three thousand ways, and infinite magic.

For example, mediating good fortune, which is a great supernatural power in 36 changes, actually implies the law of good fortune.

If the cultivator cannot comprehend the essence of the law of good fortune, mediating good fortune will not be able to cultivate to a high level, and it will always be superficial.

Rumor has it that the creation of man and the sky by Emperor Wa and Nuwa were all related to the good fortune in this mediation of good fortune, and even Nuwa has mastered the complete way of good fortune.

With good luck, one can create things out of thin air, create life, make the invisible visible, and make the impossible possible.

At this time, Xuanzang's primordial spirit was swimming in the changes of Tiangang's supernatural powers. With continuous enlightenment, his aura was also slowly growing, becoming more and more unpredictable.

After a long time, Xuanzang woke up from the state of cultivation. With a thought, the magic power in his palm instantly condensed into a stone, a branch, and a bird.

However, the little bird was very dull, with no expression or even breath fluctuations.

"It's a pity that I didn't understand the real good fortune, otherwise I could give them life."

Xuanzang showed disappointment, he can only create inanimate objects now.

Regarding this, Xuanzang, who has always had strict requirements on himself, was naturally dissatisfied.

It's just that Xuanzang didn't know that it is very difficult for a practitioner to create something out of nothing, even if there is no life.

And he just happened to be able to use this supernatural power!

"No, I still have to go down the mountain!"

After practicing, Xuanzang thought about it, he couldn't stay on this mountain, but how to cross the threshold of the old monk.

Chapter 67 Live broadcast of Chang'an City, Ye Fan goes offline

"Master, I have made up my mind! I want to go down the mountain!"

Under the golden body of the Buddha, Xuanzang looked at the old monk seriously.

The old monk looks benevolent, but his temper is still stubborn and even stubborn.

At this moment, the old monk frowned, and said: "Xuanzang, I think you are itchy! If you say no, you can't, it's not the time yet."

"When? When is the time? Didn't you also go down the mountain a while ago?" Xuanzang said.

"I didn't expect you, a traitor, to go down the mountain and let yourself fly, and you simply ignored what I said."

The old monk said that when he mentioned this matter, he was very angry, blowing his beard and staring.

"Master, if you don't let me go down the mountain, I go to the woods to slaughter blue and white chickens every day, and break the precept every day. I won't go to the Western Paradise any more in the future, and I will return to vulgarity and marry a princess as a son-in-law." Xuanzang said angrily.

The old monk held his breath and carefully looked at Xuanzang who was almost an adult in front of him.

Not to mention, if you don't go to learn scriptures, is it really possible to become a son-in-law under Xuanzang's conditions?

However, what does this have to do with the blue and white chicken clan!

My Buddha is merciful, Amitabha!

"You are a traitor, you are rebellious. The old monk can't teach you anymore. You are sure that the old monk will not really do it, right?" the old monk asked.

"No, it's just master, you don't want no one to die in the future, right?" Xuanzang said angrily.