In front of the ancient temple, an ancient Bodhi tree was as vigorous as a dragon. However, it was dry and showed a pair of withered and flourishing. Even so, it was still dotted with five or six leaves, each of which was crystal clear.

The ancient temple and the Bodhi tree are dependent on each other, and the ancient meaning is full of ancient meaning, which makes people feel the hazy time passing and the years change, giving people an unspeakable tranquility and desolation.

Yang Cheng looked at the ancient Bodhi tree in front of him and stopped his eyes on the six crystal green leaves. He saw a slight green glow emitting light from them. A small part floated towards the five-color altar, and most of them fell down.

Into the roots of the tree.

Yang Cheng looked at the root of the tree and shook his head. He knew there was a Bodhis there, but he didn't want to take risks now, because since he stepped onto the copper coffin of the three generations, everything here was under the gaze of the white-clothed empress. Don't say it was.

Now he is still a Bodhi seed, even a complete immortal medicine, he will not take a look. When he does not have absolute strength, everything is empty talk. This is not a question of whether he dares to dare, but a matter of being able to hold it is useful.

Thinking of this, Yang Cheng chuckled lightly, and he suddenly thought of the world of Dou Qi turning into horses. He remembered that there was also an ancient Bodhi tree there, the so-called Bodhi seed, which was mass-produced directly, and it would be a walk in the future.

Bodhi tree, also known as the wisdom reincarnation tree, is said to open up the divine nature of a person and realize his own body.

In this case, Yang Cheng decided to let it contribute its final value and continue to shine and heat at the end of life.

Yang Cheng smiled knowingly, sat down straight at the root of the tree where the green clouds fell, and then closed his eyes to exercise his skills, and the nine orifices opened together.

In an instant, on the ancient Bodhi tree, there were six crystal green leaves on the six crystal clear green leaves, constantly overflowing, shaped like silk, floating towards Yangcheng, sank into his body. After a while, a strong breath of life was filled with his body.

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"Pooh!"

A light sound came from the ancient Bodhi tree, and a crystal bodhi leaves flowed out the last green cloud, and then turned into ashes and fell down.

As time goes by, the other five trees on the ancient Bodhi tree also turned into ashes with a sound of light.

"Oh my God, are we really on Mars? There was once a magnificent palace complex here?"

"Tiangong Ruins..."

At this moment, sounds came from not far away.

Under the tree, Yang Cheng slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

"Ah, it's him!"

"Where is he..."

"Yang Cheng!"

Yang Cheng turned around, looked at the people walking towards him, and sighed.

"How could there be an ancient temple?"

"Look, is that the legendary Bodhi tree!"

Soon, everyone rushed up and came to the ancient temple. Everyone was extremely surprised. After taking a look at Yangcheng, they focused their eyes on the ancient temple and trees in front of them.

In the crowd, Ye Fan and Pang Bo looked at each other, their eyes full of solemnity.

"Is this a place of gods, the temple where gods live?"

"There is no Buddha in this world, right..."

“There is a copper plaque there with handwriting on it.”

Someone looked at the ancient temple and pointed to a rusty copper plaque and exclaimed.

Everyone looked at it and saw four vigorous characters engraved on it, like a dragon and a snake coiling, with endless Zen meaning.

"The last word is 'Shi'." Among the crowd, Zhou Yi spoke. The ancient word is the bell and tripod text. Everyone knew it. He recognized the last word.

"These four words are 'Da Leiyin Temple'." At this moment, Ye Fan stood up and read all the four words.

"What, Da Leiyin Temple?"

"How is this possible..."

Everyone was shocked. Looking at the ancient temple in front of them, it was difficult to connect it with the Buddhist holy land mentioned in the biography. The desolate ancient temple in front of them looked so small. How could it be the legendary Da Leiyin Temple?

However, they had personally seen the Jiulong Coffin pulling, and they were all prepared in their hearts and almost believed in the existence of the gods.

Yang Cheng listened to everyone's discussion and ignored it. He took a step forward and walked towards him.

In the crowd, Ye Fan and Pang Bo walked in a tacit way, following Yang Cheng towards the ancient temple. At the same time, Zhou Yi followed quickly, and Wang Ziwen followed closely.

Behind, Liu Yunzhi seemed to have thought of something, his face changed and he rushed towards the ancient temple quickly. Seeing this, the others reacted and flocked to him.

In the ancient temple, Yang Cheng ignored the two people coming in behind him. He looked at it casually. The ancient temple was very small, just a Buddhist temple, empty and had almost nothing.

Ye Fan looked at Yang Cheng casually and looked at him suspiciously. Then he walked to the Buddha statue and grabbed an ancient bronze lamp next to him.

"It's so clean!" Pang Bo glanced around and spoke.

"Sway!"

Suddenly, a light sound came out. It was Zhou Yi. He followed Ye Fan and Pang Bo and stepped on the thick dust and shook out a bowl.

Pang Bo looked at this scene and his mouth twitched. He had just sighed that the place was clean and he regretted not seeing other objects. As a result, Zhou Yi came in and stepped on the dust and stepped out an object.

At the same time, Liu Yunzhi and others also entered the ancient temple. Everyone did not speak out and began to search silently.

Seeing this, Yang Cheng stepped aside and quietly watched everyone plunder.

In the ancient temple, Ye Fan held a spotless copper lamp in his hand, and soft light fell three times, causing the light in the temple to flow.

Suddenly, his body was stunned. Yang Cheng looked at Ye Fan and couldn't help but sigh, how could he not know what happened?

"What's wrong with you?"

Pang Bo looked at Ye Fan who was motionless and shook his shoulder hard.

"Huh!"

Ye Fan woke up in a dream, and just now he heard a silence of Zen singing, like the yellow bell and the big swaying, so solemn, vast and mysterious.

"Is it really the Great Leiyin Temple?" Ye Fan whispered to himself, feeling in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?" Pang Bo asked when he found something was wrong with Ye Fan.

"Futu!" a male classmate exclaimed, and he found an old fume from a pile of ashes.

"I'm fine!" Ye Fan turned his head and said to Pang Bo, then he looked at the bronze lamp in his hand.

Soon, another female classmate found a rosewood rosary bead from the thick dust. After she blew it all out, a faint luster was emitted.

At the same time, Cade found half a broken wooden fish with three Bodhisattvas engraved on it, which was lifelike.

At this moment, Yang Cheng frowned. He was wondering whether the Amitabha Buddha in this world had any relationship with the Amitabha Buddha in his lifetime, and that old man, Lingbao Tianzun, for a moment he was a little overwhelmed. In his lifetime, there was realness.

The theory of the real world is, the real world is the only one. In addition, there are many fragments of the universe and the lower world.

It can also be understood as a parallel world, that is, there is one you in almost every world.

To prove the legend, one must ensure that one is the only one in all worlds, to understand “I am for me”, to ensure that one is the self and others are for others.

Whether you want to enlighten him and integrate me back into myself or cut off the connection and become independent, you must ensure that you are different from others and are the only one in all worlds.

By then, the legend of "you" will be circulated in the entire heaven and the world, which will lead to different cultures and customs in the worlds in the heaven and the world, but the same legend will still be circulated.

"Do!"

Suddenly, a metal vibrato came to Yang Cheng's ears, interrupting his thousands of thoughts. He came back to his senses and smiled bitterly and withdrew from the ancient temple.

It was Wang Ziwen. He kicked something and made a metal sound. He saw him pulling open the dust in a corner and turning out a broken copper bell the size of a palm. Its style is very ancient.

"When..."
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