??He even gave her some means of self-defense, so you can imagine their relationship.
??As the two were talking, the Internet had already exploded, and the servers of major Internet platforms crashed at least twice in ten minutes.
?? Chaofan has come to the public, and no one knows what the result will be. But it is certain that as the spiritual energy becomes more and more dense, Chaofan cannot be concealed, so it is better to announce it appropriately.
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??Meanwhile, Hanshui.
??Li Yiren was lying on the bed, taking a sweet nap, when he suddenly woke up with a start. He opened his eyes and saw the endless faith rushing towards him.
??As soon as I thought about it, I immediately understood what had happened.
The old monk's "Great Thunder Sound Book" was quickly spread through images, and its effect is naturally incomparable to that of text. The effect is obvious, his inheritance has been thoroughly spread, and perhaps in the future many Buddhist monks will be able to attain enlightenment because of him.
??Because of the story written in the Great Thunder Sound Book, the old monk was still a young golden elixir at that time, so he naturally stole the limelight, which led to the influx of believers. Although the old monk's spirit is worthy of admiration, it is human nature to admire the strong. I am afraid that 90% of the believers generated by the Great Thunder Sound Book are his.
??The old monk is somewhat arrogant and wants to suppress the Bodhi world by himself.
"This old monk is really going to cause me trouble."
Li Yi stood up and looked at the faith floating around him, thinking about how to get rid of it. He didn't need incense and faith. Such things were too noisy for him, and at the same time, they were not as good as the incense he had received in his previous life.
??This kind of incense generated by admiration for the strong is the lowest kind. If it were not for the huge number, it would not even be considered a belief.
??Suddenly, a golden cloud emerged from the ear, and a crack appeared on the oval head, biting off a large amount of faith, and then its size increased significantly.
"This little thing is still useful. From now on, you will be the one eating the garbage."
??Li Yi patted Xiangyun, and the little guy rubbed his palm very cooperatively, which reminded him of a shameless rabbit.
He lay down again and continued his nap time. The golden auspicious cloud fell on his chest and rolled into a ball, absorbing the faith gathered from all directions.
??Every time a bit of faith is absorbed, the treasure contained within it will take shape faster.
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??The ancient city of Tianzhu.
??In the ancient temple, Monk Du Shi opened his eyes, and all the faith he had gained had been consumed by him.
"After all, it is impossible to reproduce that charm."
??The imagery seems magnificent, but in fact it lacks verve and cannot show the true strength of the living immortals.
One of the four Tianhua monks said, "This is enough."
Monk Du Shi exhaled slowly and closed his eyes again. He sat there for three days and three nights.
??At this time, the outside world had regained its prosperity, and countless people seeking the extraordinary flocked in, and soon filled the ancient city. The only empty thing was the sealed ancient temple, and because of this, people noticed its specialness, and countless people gathered outside to peek at the ancient temple.
??Of course, some people wanted to break through the blockade, but in front of the company's operators, how could ordinary people escape the cultivators' spiritual sense.
??At sunrise, the Buddha's light appeared again in the sky, and the Bodhi realm descended once again.
This time, all the Buddhist teachings fell into the ancient temple and were absorbed into the body of Monk Du Shi. Countless Buddha phantoms entered his body. His breath was sometimes dry and silent, and sometimes solemn and majestic. Countless Buddha phantoms flashed across his face.
??Use your body to save the Buddha.
??Four ascetic monks sat in his four corners, bowed their heads and silently recited scriptures to protect him.
??After an unknown amount of time, a shadow with white light walked out from Monk Du Shi. This was a middle-aged monk wearing a cassock and with a solemn appearance.
??If Monk Du Shi opened his eyes, he should be able to recognize him, Venerable Changkong, the Buddhist predecessor who helped him understand the Three-Inch Palm.
??He stretched out his ten fingers and raised them to his chest, then bowed slightly to Monk Du Shi.
??"Amitabha."
??Bow to the Buddhas in all directions.
??Reverend Changkong floated in the void, and finally his scattered spirit sank into the body of Monk Dushi.
??One shadow after another walked out, and every Buddhist ancestor bowed to him and left behind their only inheritance.
??(End of this chapter)
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