Feeling the pressure coming from Zuo Qing's body, surprise appeared in Guan Zai and Lu Wuwei's eyes.

Zuo Qing's current realm is the peak of the "Klein" realm, and he even has the tendency to step into the ceiling realm of mankind. They did not expect that this young man who has always been following Ye Fan and has an unremarkable appearance is actually a ceiling candidate.

Guan Zai was a little surprised, but that was all.

The gap between "Klein" and the ceiling of human beings is still too big. Although Zuo Qing is only half a step away, this half step is enough to make him lose without any suspense.

"You can't beat me." Guan Zai shook his head, "I don't want to beat you, I just want to find Ye Fan and confront him face to face."

"You can't go over there." Zuo Qing said firmly.

"Why?" Guan Zai was a little angry.

Zuo Qing turned his head and looked at the closed door of the Buddhist temple in the temple, and spoke slowly:

"Because, he is exchanging your brother's life!"

…

In the Buddhist temple.

Ye Fan's body was bathed in golden flames, his eyes blazing. Even though there was not a single scar on his body, his soul was being consumed at an alarming rate.

A look of fatigue appeared in his eyes. He slowly squatted down, sat cross-legged in front of the black coffin, and lowered his eyelids.

He raised his palms, holding a few pieces of Buddhist beads, clasped his hands together, and sat in the fire.

The golden flames burned more and more vigorously. In the firelight, Ye Fan's clothes were almost burned out. The flames began to lick his body, like a ferocious beast craving for flesh and blood. Every time the flames spewed out, a large amount of skin was burned into charcoal and fell off piece by piece.

The fire was burning his clothes, his body, and his soul.

This is the price of changing your destiny.

Even though his body was burnt, there was no trace of pain on Ye Fan's face. After the charcoal-like flesh fell off, another layer of bronze skin was revealed, emitting a light golden luster.

That is the Buddha body that Ye Fan cultivated.

The black embers of burning hair and clothes were flying in the empty Buddhist temple. The Buddha body of Ye Fan sat in front of the coffin with his hands folded, his lips slightly parted, and the gentle Buddhist chanting resounded through the temple:

“Use my body as a guide, use my life as a guide, use my soul as a guide;

Use the sword to shape your body, fuse your heart and soul, follow his path, and change your fate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Buddha's light like a tide surged out of his body, covering the black coffin in front of him. The [Dragon Elephant Sword] was swallowed up by the Buddha's light, and the remaining fragments of Buddhist beads that were broken on the ground flew up and surrounded the sword.

bite--!!

[Dragon Elephant Sword] shook, and a crisp dragon roar was heard.

Part of the sword law came from the void, attracted by the fragments of the Buddhist beads, and gradually intertwined an illusory figure beside the sword...

The transformation to the Dao is due to the self-collapse caused by the inability of the human body to bear the power of the law. In order to bring back Zhou Ping's soul and save his life, it is first necessary to reshape him into a body that can bear the Dao.

And Ye Fan has been waiting for this day for a long time.

His eyes focused, and several black boxes neatly placed in the corner of the hall exploded at the same time. Countless materials and forbidden fragments were swept into the surging Buddha's light, flying to the side of the sword and merging into the illusory figure.

If one wants to carry the laws, the best carrier is naturally the laws themselves. With the [Dragon Elephant Sword] as the core, he can activate the sword laws left by Zhou Ping and reshape a sword body for him.

A perfect body, of course, cannot be achieved by sword alone, so Ye Fan also prepared a large amount of materials that can carry the laws as an aid to create the best container for his consciousness and soul.

As these materials were filled in, the illusory body became more and more solid and gradually evolved into Zhou Ping's original appearance. This was because the sword rules were originally left by Zhou Ping, so it also contained basic information about his appearance, and would automatically be reborn into its original appearance.

He closed his eyes and lay quietly in the Buddha's light, looking no different than before.

This body is a fusion of science and mystery, it is the crystallization of human wisdom!

When the body was completed, the heroic spirit Huo Qubing standing beside him suddenly moved.

He raised the broken spear in his hand and smashed it heavily on the ground of the Buddhist temple. The next moment, a large amount of Xuanhuang luck seeped out from the ground and poured into the newly formed body like sea water!

National destiny is watering!

The other heroes turned their heads in surprise, and seeing the determination in Huo Qubing's eyes, they immediately understood his intention, and each raised their own magic weapon and knocked it to the ground!

The mighty and surging national destiny rolled out from the ground like sea water and engulfed the body. It was constantly washed in the waves of national destiny, and its surface began to radiate a dark golden glow.

The wave of national destiny washed over the body for three minutes before slowly receding. Golden light flowed on the surface of the body, like a piece of black gold from heaven, extremely mysterious.

The remodeling of the body is complete.

Ye Fan, the Buddha figure sitting in the firelight, gradually lost consciousness in his eyes. His soul was almost completely drained and he was on the verge of collapse.

But he still bit his tongue hard, forced himself to cheer up, and merged the last few pieces of Buddhist beads into his palm!

"Soul come back!" he shouted loudly.

The body has been reshaped, and what remains is to exchange the remaining quarter of Zhou Ping's soul from the laws of the world.

The Buddha's light around him burst out in an instant, covering the entire peak of Jiuhua Mountain. The fragments of the [Life-Changing Pearl] began to tremble violently!

He vaguely saw a figure in black clothes and carrying a sword, slowly walking out from the Buddha's light.

That is Zhou Ping's soul.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He succeeded.

Zhou Ping's soul has not completely disappeared.

Seeing that figure approaching, Ye Fan, who had burned the last bit of his soul, slowly closed his eyes in the sea of ​​Buddha's light.

At the moment his soul and the [Life-Changing Pearl] disappeared together, his eyes, which were about to close, were stained with a breath of fate...

At this moment, he saw that in the future, dazzling stars would rise from the earth, shining with their own light. Those were the rising stars of Daxia and the future of this country.

Those are the "seeds" he left behind.

The smile on his lips deepened.

"From now on, Daxia will be worry-free... I, Ye Fan, won this round."

He murmured and closed his eyes.

He stopped breathing.

The flames gradually subsided, and the flying black embers fell to the ground. The golden Buddha body looked like a real Buddha statue, with his hands clasped together, sitting in the center of the hall.

In front of him was a black coffin, and in front of that was a Buddhist temple door facing the world.

He faced the world outside the door and smiled, like the midday sun shining through the crack in the door, warm and bright.

…

Ye Fan, the fifth commander-in-chief of the Night Watch,

On the top of Mount Jiuhua,

He passed away with a smile on his face.