Chapter 288： Relic (1/2)

Buddha.

This is an ancient existence.

The ancients disappeared as early as the ancient catastrophe.

Although there were Buddhist disciples in ancient times, they are very few. To this day, there may be Buddhist disciples, but they are absolutely few.

Not to mention the three thousand worlds, even if the heavens don't know much about the Dharma.

This thing is different from the Immortal Tao. The Immortal Tao depends on cultivation and enlightenment, while the Dharma can only rely on Buddhism. If you don't have Buddhism, you will not realize Dharma in your entire life.

The ancient breeze can be sure, whether it is the mysterious scriptures on the wall of the main hall or this lotus futon is a Buddhist thing.

However, he was more interested in the verses emerging on the wall than the lotus futons that were condensing.

As the flickering glory of the central futon became stronger and stronger, the magnificent Buddha light emanating from it became more and more intense.

Gradually, the futon really formed a lotus throne, and on the lotus throne there was a spar with a light golden halo, about the size of a fist. When this golden spar appeared, a mighty Buddha's breath was blown on his face. Come.

On the court.

The son of Baihe, Ye Rou, and Zhuo Feng saw his golden spar straight, and his eyes were straight, even in the cold days.

”Is this a relic?”

The enchanting Ye Rou murmured in surprise.

No one has ever seen a relic, but when they saw the golden spar on the lotus throne, the word relic appeared in everyone's mind.

At the same time, Bai He, Ye Rou and Zhuo Feng rushed to the lotus throne. Then, Kaifeng and Gao Jie behind the white crane and the two old men also rushed past, but when they rushed to the side of the lotus throne, they all looked pale. It changed a lot, and then retreated back.

”Humph!”

Bai He's son snorted coldly, the whole body Guanghua flashed wildly, and the rolling spirits broke out. It was 36 turns of Jindan.

”My son wants to see how strong you are!”

Bai He's son arrogantly drank, and the flickering brilliance of the whole body burned frantically, unpredictable, and colorful colors flashed alternately. During this time, Bai He's son was dressed in streamers, his feet were full of colors, and Jiuzhong Liucai shrouded his body. Magnificent, very mighty.

Immediately after that, Ye Rou did not hesitate to sacrifice spiritual power. It was Nai Dan's twenty-four revolutions. When the glory of the whole body flashed, he was also wearing a streamer, his feet were full of color, and Nine Streams flowed around the body, like a thunderbolt. It's like stormy weather. The mighty power is like the storm of nature.

boom!

Bai He's son rushed forward and rushed to the lotus throne. The glittering Jiu Liucai shook like a wind, and his face suddenly changed, then he retreated again.

She is so, Ye Rou is no exception, and the two of them are proud to be able to get close to the lotus futon.

The Buddha's interest in the lotus futon is too vast.

Of course, it is this kind of magnificent Buddha's breath that keeps the two natural nature Jiu Liuli Cai Tian, ​​who are Baihe and Yerou, from approaching.

It is not the powerful Dharma that is blocking them, nor is it the power that is blocking them.

No!

There is neither Dharma nor strength.

Just pure Buddha's breath.

The closer you are to the futon, the more you can feel the vastness of the Buddha's breath. After being enveloped by the Buddha's breath, there is no pain or fear, and some are just awe.

That's right!