The Era of the Law of the People: Full-level Talent at the Start

Chapter 6 Snow Lotus, I Want It!

float and sink.

airflow.

particles.

These impurities in the air fell into the eyes, but like a movie playback, they quickly reflected one after another silhouette.

The figure kept flickering.

In the end, it was fixed on an ordinary monk.

Like Zhou Fan, the old monk sat in a daze.

suddenly.

The old monk opened his eyes.

The golden Buddha light all over his body rose sharply, and instantly enveloped the entire room. His eyes contained the supreme Buddha Dharma, which set off two stalwart Buddha statues.

At the same time, bursts of Buddha’s voice chanted like thunder.

clang! !

Hong bell exploded.

The two Buddha statues said, “All living beings are like Buddhas, all living beings are equal, and with the other side in mind, one can cross the sea of ​​suffering… Amitabha Buddha.”

The last Buddha character fell.

The projection in front of Zhou Fan disappeared in an instant, and he seemed to be enlightened, with the Buddha’s light shining on his body.

“Ding! Congratulations, you have seen the projection of Amitabha, and you have automatically comprehended and viewed the Supreme Sutra of Amitabha.”

He was completely immersed in the supreme Dharma.

For the reminder in my mind, it seems that I have never heard it.

With immersion.

The Buddha’s light was shining, and in just a few dozen breaths, it suddenly rose, covering the entire Shaolin.

The abbot presided over and tens of thousands of Buddhist monks were shocked.

Shaolin sensation.

All the monks looked up at a stalwart Buddha statue that was condensed by the Buddha’s light.

The sound of Buddha sounded in his ears.

“The Buddha is coming, the Dharma is coming again!!”

The abbot and the abbots of the various halls cried out excitedly.

They did not expect that in this Dharma-ending age, they could see the Buddha come again.

This is a sign that Buddhism will flourish.

Every monk was excited and burst into tears.

Inside the monk’s room.

Zhou Fan opened his eyes, and the Buddha light that bloomed all over his body slowly disappeared.

The Buddha’s light vision that enveloped the entire Shaolin disappeared completely.

But the abbot presided over and other tens of thousands of Buddhas still knelt down to pay homage.

all of these.

Zhou Fan didn’t know.

He looked at the reincarnation mark.

【Name: Zhou Fan】

[Boundary: Foundation Establishment (Consummation)][Attribute: Miscellaneous][Rule: The artistic conception of all things – 42 layers of water, 30 layers of fire, 22 layers of wood, 18 layers of soil…]

【Treasure: None】

[Mid-grade talent exercises: Heavenly Soul Art Level 1][Cultivation method: Viewing the Supreme Sutra of Amitabha, the fifth weight of the ancestor Changquan, and the foundation of the inner method of Taishang induction][Reincarnation Points: 780,000]

The talent skill has been upgraded to the mid-level level.

The soul is completely transformed.

He is now.

It can be said that you can completely comprehend any exercise in a short period of time.

Before.

He couldn’t sense it yet.

But now.

He understands that the limit of this small world is that the foundation is complete and cannot be improved again.

No matter how sensitive his soul is, or even comprehends the Golden Core chapter from the “Inner Law of Taishang Induction”, there is no way to upgrade it to the Golden Core Realm.

This is the limit of heaven and earth.

bound by rules.

“It’s time to leave!”

He murmured and stood up slowly.

Comprehension points accumulated to the limit, there is no point in staying any longer.

wow.

The door opens automatically.

He stepped out one step, and people had already left Shaolin.

a few days later.

A Shaolin monk who was sweeping the floor just walked into the room where Zhou Fan was staying and chanted in bursts of Buddha’s voice.

In the eyes of the sweeping monk, he saw the convergence of the Buddha’s light.

A stream of Xuan Ao Fuli swayed out with the sound of thunder.

The abbots and hosts shook again.

They rushed to the monk’s room and knelt down and worshipped.

They finally found the source of the Buddha’s radiance — a child prodigy who hadn’t stepped out of the monk’s house for decades.

One by one, they came back to their senses, regretted not falling, and hurriedly searched for the prodigy, but they were never found again.

…

At this time, Zhou Fan has returned to his hometown.

Although his father Weng is in his 60s, thanks to the life-prolonging treasures he bought from Samsara Mall, he still walks like a fly.

The mother is as gentle as forty, and she can’t see the old state.

His wife is virtuous and reasonable, and even though she hasn’t seen her for twenty years, she has no complaints.

When the family saw Zhou Fan, their joy was beyond words.

The children are grown up, and the grandchildren babble, just like Zhou Fan back then.

It’s fun and lively.

When Master Da Ru heard that Zhou Fan had returned, he rushed to the Zhou Fan family in his old age. Although he sighed that Zhou Fan had resigned, he still cared and blamed him in his words and was proud of him.

Years passed.

The great Confucian teacher passed away at the age of eighty-six.

As his most proud disciple, Zhou Fan kept his spirit.

Everyone in Shilin also paid homage.

His Majesty, who has been on the throne for less than five years, personally sent someone to comfort him, expressing the importance of the dynasty, and at the same time revealing that he invited Zhou Fan to come out and become an official again.

But Zhou Fan declined.

Now, his mind is naturally not above being an official.

The watch is over.

He began to wander around the world, with the perfection of the foundation and the powerful soul sensing, all the resources and treasures in this small world could not escape his eyes.

In just two years, he searched for resources worth 500,000 reincarnation points.

These resources are equivalent to five golden lights of understanding.

The forty-seventh year of coming to the small world.

A day in May.

Zhou Fan came to the Wasteland Snow Mountain.

Here, he sensed a rare iceberg snow lotus growing.

Its value is estimated to be one hundred thousand reincarnation points.

Moreover, Xuelian is of great help in comprehending the mood of ice attribute cultivation.

boom! !

However, as soon as he reached the top of the snow-capped mountain, he felt a surge of intense aura.

Look around.

It turned out that it was Ji Ruxue, Wang Jun, and the young man with the blood sword in white, who were vying for the ownership of the iceberg and snow lotus.

but.

The young man with the blood sword in white was powerful, and Wang Jun and Ji Ruxue could only resist together.

Zhou Fan didn’t deliberately hide his breath, and with his strength, he didn’t need to hide.

brush.

His appearance immediately attracted the attention of Ji Ruxue and others.

The three quit.

Qi Qi looked at Zhou Fan.

Being able to find the top of the snow-capped mountains already shows his strength.

Wang Jun’s expression changed slightly.

Over the years, he knew that Zhou Fan was staying in Shaolin.

But that is the place of Buddhism.

If he is a prince, he will definitely inspire the dynasty.

After all kinds of considerations, he temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​looting Zhou Fan’s treasures and concentrated on cultivation.

I never thought that Zhou Fan had also found the top of the snow mountain.

“Bai Yi’s strength is too strong. If the three of us want to get Xuelian, we must join forces. Back then in the Imperial Palace, it was my fault. When Bai Yi is resolved, I will apologize to you again!”

Wang Jun’s mind turned and shouted.

Of course, he couldn’t really apologize to Zhou Fan. The reason why he said that was completely expedient.

After all, the biggest threat to him right now is this young man in white.

When the young man in white is resolved, Ji Ruxue and Zhou Fan are in his pocket.

However, at this moment, a faint voice sounded.

“Xue Lian – I want it.”*