Chapter 389 The flapping butterfly wings

"Senior brother, have you eaten?"

After a moment of stalemate, Xue Cheng stiffened his face, forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and asked this sentence.

There was a bit of stuttering when the words were spoken at first, but after looking at the many documents in front of Zhang Mingtu, the relevant words became much smoother.

"Senior brother, you have been busy for a long time, you must not have eaten anything yet.

I saw that the lights here have been on for a long time, so I came over here to ask if I would like to go to the morning market in Jiujiang County with me.

The morning market in Jiujiang County is particularly famous, with all kinds of specialty snacks from all over the world..."

Zhang Mingtu touched his belly and looked at Xue Cheng, whose expression and movements were a little stiff. With a thought, he probably understood what Xue Cheng meant by coming here.

This actually made him a little surprised. He didn't expect that Xue Chenglian would come and talk to him in advance about such an important and secret matter.

His future brother knew that Xue Cheng misunderstood him as a prince, but he did not expect that Xue Cheng was so heavy on the treasure.

As soon as the Lord of the Underworld appeared, he hurriedly ran to Zhang Mingtu to report the relevant situation.

Zen Master Kurong glanced at Xiang Yu in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the man outside Jiujiang County.

He has quite a lot of say in this aspect, after all, he has reached the level of Martial Saint.

In other words, the real changes in heaven and earth should be caused by the Lord of the Underworld, or have a strong connection with that Lord of the Underworld.

The conversation with Zen Master Kurong just now made him understand that even this person who stands at the top of the world did not notice that he was pulled into a dream yesterday and was pulled to the area where the Lord of the Underworld was.

Only the handyman who was responsible for cleaning the dry wells had a slight feeling, as if he heard some movement, but after looking around, he found nothing unusual, and resumed his busy life. After all, he had to do a lot of work every day, so how could he have time to think and explore so much?

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Over the years, in order to seek breakthroughs in the most advanced methods in the world, he has taken the opportunity to watch one or two, and tried to absorb these most advanced methods into his own skills.

The enlightenment can directly instill the knowledge and concepts he has learned into his mind. It didn't take long, but he already has a deep understanding of all kinds of things in the world.

He also used various deduction methods in Buddhism, but it was difficult to deduce the full picture of the matter. He only had a slight feeling that the person who changed everything should be a figure who had a great connection with Buddhism, suspected to be a Buddhist Bodhisattva.

He raised his head and thought about it. He originally wanted to go out and look for something, but then he felt bored.

Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment, clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and felt a huge wave in his heart.

The reason why Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva wanted to create relevant scriptures may be that he wanted to liberate the many evil spirits in the world and return the world to a pure land. In the eyes of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, hell may be the human world in front of him."

Ordinary people can only get it by begging their grandfather and grandma. A small Huan Dan is not even a daily snack here. When taking tonic, most people use Da Huan Dan or even Dragon and Tiger Dan to cook it for Xiang Yu.

"Are there no characters in the world who have surpassed this realm? There are characters who far exceed the current stage of martial arts and reach a higher level..."

The bun on this old Taoist's head is already knotted, and he has been in this dry well for who knows how many years.

Even the secret techniques and tonic prescriptions practiced by Li Cunxiao back then were collected by Donglin Temple at all costs.

Jiangnan West Road, Donglin Temple.

After cooperating with him to practice the Diamond Sutra, his pale golden skin walked in the temple, really like the reincarnation of a golden Arhat.

At the moment when no one noticed, in a small temple, a golden body shone with golden light. Suddenly, another pair of eyes opened inside its originally open eyes.

Moreover, there are top elders from Donglin Temple and Bodhi Temple Bodhi Temple beside him. It can be said that even if the defense is not as good as that of the imperial capital, it is not far behind.

He looked up at the sky at this time, with a little doubt on his face.

Originally, he firmly believed that there would be no people in heaven and earth who could transcend the level of martial saints, because there had never been any relevant records.

Understanding this, Xiang Yu felt both excited and uneasy.

He used his fingers in a dry well to calculate the Taoist Plum Blossom Number, and he had mastered it to an extremely advanced level. It could be said that as long as he calculated related things, basically nothing in the world could be hidden from him.

Zhang Mingtu didn't care, and said as if he didn't notice anything: "I'm really hungry after a busy night. I need you to introduce me to Jiujiang County when the time comes. It's been a long time, and I haven't had the morning tea yet.

Woolen cloth."

The fallen leaves and dry mud that were originally stirred up by his energy returned to calmness with his breathing and covered the dry well again, regaining its previous calmness.

"Teacher, do you know the legends about the underworld? Is there really a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the underworld? Besides Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who is really in charge of the entire underworld?"

Fortunately, this person's mind was really quick and he directly mentioned morning tea.

And what's more crucial and shocking is that the method and experience taught to him by the Lord of the Underworld is better than what Donglin Temple taught him, at least it is more suitable for him.

This is simply unimaginable. It has been a long time since he came to Donglin Temple.

In front of him was Xiang Yu, who was still underage but already a head taller than an ordinary person.

At the moment when no one noticed, this golden body looked up at the endless and distant land, and deep words came from it.

Zen Master Kurong paused for a moment when he said this: "At least the world has never heard of a real underworld in these years. If there really is an underworld, evil spirits will not be walking around in all these years.

As for whether there really is an underworld..."

But his technique has already been finalized, and even the top techniques in the world are difficult to integrate into his practice system. Moreover, at his level, the techniques he created are no longer inferior to the top techniques in the world.

"Okay, let's talk while we walk, and I will lead the way."

When he first saw it, he really suspected that the figure was the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"The heaven and earth have changed, and the realm has actually improved to a higher level based on the original one. Which method is responsible for this?"

"Who caused this change?"

He has an understanding of all the magical skills and top techniques in the world.

After pondering for a while, the old man closed his eyes again.

He had been in seclusion for decades without any gains. He thought he had reached a desperate situation, but now he felt a slight change. His original state had been slightly loosened, and his strength had grown slightly.

In Xuankong Mountain, the mountain peak that hangs above the sky and never falls, in a dry well full of withered leaves, suddenly a dry hand stretched out.

Xiang Yu didn't know about this matter before, but now after learning a lot of knowledge, he understands it and asks questions, and he can understand it.

"That's it, that's all, I'm getting old after all!"

Therefore, not long after he came to Donglin Temple, Xiang Yu had already swelled up as if he was blowing air. Now his arms were thicker than ordinary people's thighs, and his whole body seemed to be made of iron.

In the Pure Land Sect, in the Mahavira Hall where the incense continues, one golden Buddha is enshrined one after another.

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After all, he is the future protector of Donglin Temple, and there are dedicated people who will teach him personally, so that he can quickly make up for his shortcomings in this area.

With half of his face looking young and half of his face looking like an old man who is about to die, Zen Master Kurong is sitting cross-legged on the ground.

There are even top elders who will spend a lot of money to teach him through enlightenment.

But now this golden-bodied Arhat is sitting cross-legged on the ground. His face is not majestic, but rather a bit honest.

To this day, I still feel that that person has incredible divine power.

All the top Buddhist temples in the world have received relevant information and want to check out the destined people related to Buddhism.

"Judging from the ancient classics, there should be such a Buddhist sage who created such a method in ancient times.

Originally, when I was fishing in the countryside, my fish-like body was quite uncomfortable, like a tall and thin bamboo pole. When I arrived at Donglin Temple, especially after it was confirmed that there was really overlord blood in my body, all kinds of top spirits wanted money.

, generally let it be used as a supplement.

"The Martial Saint can indeed grasp the subtleties and can detect even the smallest changes in Qi and blood. But when ordinary people dream, I can only feel that your Qi and blood fluctuate. How can I detect the specific content of your dream?"

After pondering for a moment, this rather ancient existence sent out a divine thought, and immediately an old monk with white hair and beard rushed to the temple with excitement on his face and unveiled the relevant decree.

"A way to unite faith?"

And they also used the most advanced methods to ensure that there would be no future troubles. After a trip to Jiujiang County, Zen Master Kurong even taught Xiang Yu personally. There was a martial saint who specialized in refining various elixirs for him.

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He had given up and directly cultivated a golden body with the help of some methods in the Diamond Sutra, put on his cassock, and sat in the temple as a Bodhisattva being worshiped by others.

"Is that barrier loosened?"

But after a long time, when his condition was almost back to normal, his body was like that of a dog that fell into the water. After he stepped ashore, he was shaking all over.

Perhaps after many years pass and he reaches Nirvana, he will truly become a golden Bodhisattva in this temple.

"Teacher, I had a dream last night. Did you notice it? Can you know what kind of dream I had?"

"Why did you suddenly ask about this today?"

It was only after the branches and leaves were flying that I could see clearly, it turned out to be a skinny old Taoist. His Taoist robes were faded and many places had been starched and turned white.

Obviously he wanted to discuss countermeasures, but after arriving, he discovered that the Lord of the Underworld had explicitly asked not to tell others casually, so he fell into hesitation and entanglement again.

The dead leaves and mud spots flying all over the sky revealed a figure who was not much different from an ordinary old man.

In other words, it is not starching, but the original color has faded in many places under the wind and rain forest and the sun.

He originally planned to go into seclusion. If he couldn't break through, he would end his life in this dry well, where dust will return to dust, and dust will return to dust.

Over the years, multiple attempts have yielded no real reward.

When Zen Master Kurong said this, he couldn't help but paused again.
To be continued...