"Brother...you..." Looking at Fang Xuan's face full of Zen smile, it seemed as if he saw a huge illusory golden Buddha standing in front of him. The Buddha was quiet and free, solemn and extraordinary. Although he had never worn gold and silver all over his body, he was elegant and luxurious. He had an inexplicable sense of blessing, and there were thirty-two figures, which were good at eighty.

There is no sign of the top, the nose is high, the eyebrow is like the first moon, the earlobe is heavy, the body is as solid as Na Luo, the bones are like hooks, the body rotates like a king of elephants, the foot is four inches away from the ground, the claws are as thin as red copper, the knee bones are strong and round, the body is clean, the body is soft, the body is not curved, the fingers are round and slender, the fingers are hidden, the pulse is deep, the ankles are not appear, the body is moist, the body is self-healthy, the body is not winding, the body is satisfied, the appearance is ready, the lips are like the color of Pinpo fruit, the voice is deep, the navel is deep and round, the hair is right, the hands are satisfied, the hands and feet are satisfied, the hands and feet are civilized and straight, the hands and feet are long, the hands and text are constantly, all disgusting sentient beings see harmonious, the face is wide and unique, the face is as clear as the moon, the face is as happy as the moon, the words are happy and singed, the fragrance comes from the pores, the mouth is

The supreme incense comes out, the appearance is like a lion, the progress is like a elephant king, the movement is like a goose king, the head is like a Modana fruit, all sounds are divided into complete, the four teeth are white and sharp, the tongue is red, the tongue is thin, the hair is red, the hair is soft and clean, the eyes are wide, the appearance of the death gate, the hands and feet are red as the color of a lotus, the navel does not come out, the abdomen does not appear, the abdomen does not appear, the body is thin, the body does not tilt, the body is heavy, the body is large, the body is long, the hands and feet are soft and smooth, the light on the four sides is one zhang long, the light shines on the body, and the light shines on the body, etc., the sentient beings do not look down on sentient beings, the sound does not increase or decrease, the preaching is not attached, the teachings are preached according to the words of sentient beings, the pronunciation is according to the order of sentient beings, all sentient beings cannot be exhausted, the appearance is long and good, the hair is not messy, the hair is spinning, the color is like green pearls, and the hands and feet are gained.

It is very mysterious, bright and upright, and the Buddha's light fills the entire apartment and turns into great clouds of light. Great perfection, great compassion, great wisdom, great Prajna, great Samadhi, great auspicious clouds, great blessings, great merits, great clouds, great rewards, great clouds, great rewards, great clouds, great prayer, great clouds, great praise, and then bursts of fragrance spread from behind his own mystery.

Fang Ping looked at the Buddha statue as if he was foolish, and his eyes showed a look of worship, as if he was about to be transformed by the phantom of Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan sighed helplessly as he looked at Fang Ping's appearance. He thought that Fang Ping's martial arts artistic conception could resist the erosion of the projection of his Buddha's incarnation. He never thought...

Fang Xuan put away the figure of the Buddha, and all the visions in the villa disappeared, but the feeling of worship in Fang Ping's eyes had not disappeared yet, and seemed to be developing towards the direction of a crazy believer.

This is not an understanding of Buddhism, it is clearly influenced by the Buddha's rhyme brought by his Buddha's illusion, which has caused a confusion.

"I never thought it would have such a great impact on you." Fang Xuan sighed again, then raised his right hand and patted Fang Ping's head. It was as if the sound of a chime was ringing. "Ding~~~ When..." The sound full of Zen echoed from the apartment, and Fang Ping's eyes recovered from obsession.

"Brother..." Fang Ping's tone was indescribable complexity and joy. He could not tell what this feeling felt like, it was just inexplicably complicated...

"Why? I was scared?" Fang Xuan sat on the other side of the sofa, crossing his legs. At this moment, the two brothers were inexplicably similar.

Listening to Fang Xuan's familiar voice, looking at Fang Xuan's familiar movements, and feeling Fang Xuan's familiar breath, Fang Ping felt that his complex emotions had dissipated a lot.

"Why, it's..." Fang Ping suddenly showed a huge smile: "Brother, since you are a Buddha, then I can just visualize your image and recite your scriptures? Can you open a back door for your dear brother?"

Fang Xuan was pushed by Fang Ping's words, and his originally Zen-filled smile could no longer be maintained. Fang Xuan's mouth suddenly drooped: "You are so enough, you are still going through the back door. Do you want me to recommend the Bodhisattva? Arhat?"

"If you can, that's great!" Fang Ping said happily. "Then you don't want that classmate Chen?" Fang Xuan glanced at Fang Ping and said angrily.

"It's okay, didn't you say that there is still some Huanxi Sect in Buddhism? It's okay to marry a Taoist partner." Fang Ping said carefully, sneering Fang Xuan's sneer.

"Of course... it's okay, but if you want to recite my scriptures, you probably have to wait. After all, my scriptures have not been written yet."

"I haven't written it yet? How is that possible? Brother, your golden Buddha statue looks like..." Fang Ping was suddenly stunned. When he recalled that the Buddha statue just now was indeed a little wrong, it seemed to be much more illusory.

"Do you think it through? I am the body of a future Buddha. The scriptures are not passed down in the present world. When I turn the future into Tathagata, my scriptures will appear and be passed down from generation to generation. As for time... I have to wait for hundreds of billions of years for conservative purposes." Fang Xuan said to Fang Ping with a serious face.

"Ten hundred billion years? How long is that era?" Fang Ping asked blankly. "One era refers to the birth and death of the heavens and all realms. If the specific time is shorter, it will be 30 trillion trillion years of the prehistoric years." Looking at Fang Ping and asking, Fang Xuan continued, "The sky is one year in the earth, and the prehistoric years are about 365 years of the earth, that's it."

"For so many years, brother, can you live to that time?" Fang Ping asked in surprise. Fang Xuan smiled: "Of course you may not be able to live to that time, but I can be nirvana. Nirvana is once and forever, so don't worry."

“So what?”

"I am the future Buddha, not the Tathagata Buddha. The Tathagata has nowhere to come from or go, so I am called Tathagata. The future Buddha is a Buddha who has not yet returned to his position. Although he has Buddha fruit, he is not a real Buddha. Is it far different? If you use a visa that has not yet been valid in the future, can you go abroad?"

"What should I do?" Fang Ping heard Fang Xuan say so much, and felt that Fang Xuan was talking a lot of nonsense: "After saying so much, is there no way to quickly increase my mental power?"

"Of course, have you not noticed that your mental power has actually increased a lot now." Fang Xuan pointed to Fang Ping and said.

Fang Ping was stunned, carefully sensed his mental power, and was surprised to find that his mental power was actually very close to the level of a master, and he could even realize his mental power by just taking a bite of Tianjinlian.

Fang Ping stared at Fang Xuan with wide eyes. In fact, if Fang Xuan hadn't interrupted Fang Ping's obsession with just a slap, Fang Ping's mental power would have probably been upgraded to the fairyland and turned into a quiet Buddha.

"What's going on?" Fang Ping felt the growth of his mental power and exclaimed incredible surprise. Fang Xuan chuckled: "This is another method of cultivating mental power, called the method of visualization."

"What is the method of visualization?" Fang Ping asked with confusion. Fang Ping chuckled: "The great supernatural powers understand the great way and control the great way. The original image is naturally manifested by the great way. Visualizing the great supernatural powers is like visualizing the great way, and naturally having supreme supernatural powers can nourish your mental power."

"How big is the great master? How big is it? How big is it? How big is it? How big is it? How big is it? It is even smaller than the dust in the world? It doesn't matter how big is it. It's even smaller than the dust in the world. It doesn't matter how big is it.

How divine is it? If you think, think about it, and recite his name, he can sense anything related to him. How well is it? It doesn’t hurt much. Anyway, it’s just a blink of an eye. If you slap you to death, you will definitely not feel the pain and your soul will return to the nine heavens. What’s worse, it may not even be able to get up to the nine heavens and will be disheartened."

Gu Po

"So powerful?" "It's just so powerful." "Brother, are you also a great master?" "Just one of the great masters." "So you have heard all the little things I usually say?" "Ha, you care about this? Of course I have heard them all. Not only your little words, but also those plots related to me. Why do you think I don't want to pay attention to Zhang Tao and the others?"

"Hahaha..." Fang Ping also looked back and sneered outside the door. It was probably the legendary social death. He said, it was obvious that those people were fine in front of him, why did his brother dislike those people so much? It turned out that his brother knew all the thoughts in those people.

But probably those people were thinking too much. After all, they were still living in this world safely. The last king of life who had excessive thoughts had long been turned into ashes and his soul was scattered.

Regardless of eavesdropping on the door, Fang Ping continued, "Speaking of this, brother, I have been thinking about you all the time while I am idle, and I don't feel my mental strength has increased."

"That's because I am not a divine body, nor a great body. What do you want to think of from me? And I personally don't recommend that you visualize me." Fang Xuan lay on the back of the sofa and said in a low voice.

"Why? Didn't you say you are a great master?" Fang Ping was still puzzled. He felt that he seemed to have entered another world. "Because my Tao is a great disaster. If you visualize me, you are visualizing the great disaster between heaven and earth. Are you crazy?"

"Then who is better if I visualize?"

Fang Xuan felt energetic when he heard this, and waved the scroll and appeared on the coffee table next to him: "Come on, I recommend a few great masters to you." Fang Ping also came forward and looked at the names on the scroll in front of him, stunned, "Human Emperor Suiren", "Hui Emperor Fuxi", "Dihuang Shennong", "Taishang Laojun", "Zhuyang Zhenren", "Siming Heavenly Lord", "Nether Emperor"

"All these existences really exist?" Fang Ping looked at these familiar names and said in surprise again. Fang Xuan nodded: "Of course they exist. These are either predecessors of the human race, or they have something to do with me, and can let you go through the back door."

"Ah? All of these?" Fang Ping was a little unbelievable, and Fang Xuan nodded: "The visualization method is very important. If you choose the existence you want to visualize, you will choose your future camp. If you make a bad choice, you may become the anchor point for their rebirth.

These are the safest existences and will never use the Taoist flag you have made to invade you. I won’t introduce these three sages of the human race. They are all dedicated to the human race. If the human emperor is in charge of the human race, he will not die if the human race is not destroyed.

The Emperor has a close relationship with a certain person who has already achieved enlightenment, and is even more innately sacred. He is in charge of the innate way and is immortal. If something happens, the enlightened person will naturally help him resurrection without using the anchor point of the mortal.

As for the Earth Emperor, I don’t know what happened to him. He is the most low-key one among the three emperors of the human race. I included this person because I thought that the three emperors had listed two, and this one was not good.

As for the latter few, Laojun is the incarnation of the enlightened ones and has a close relationship with me. The real person is Laojun’s disciple and has a deep relationship with me.

As for the two people behind, you should treat him like your brother. If you call them brother, they will respond."

"This... is so powerful?" Fang Ping was stunned: "Wait, call them brother, these two people won't be the same..." Fang Xuan nodded directly: "Yes, they are the incarnations of my original deity. We are all the incarnations of some great masters, so it doesn't matter if you can call them brother."

"Brother, are you just an incarnation?" Fang Ping couldn't believe that the brother who really existed in front of him was just an incarnation. How could this... be possible?

"I always feel like you're thinking about something offending me?" Fang Xuan suddenly came to Fang Ping and stared at him, then said lazily: "I know what you're thinking, don't you just think I'm just a person who seems uncomfortable.

I want to remind you here, my dear and stupid brother, you must know that the so-called incarnation is not the kind of puppet-like thing you mortals play with. That kind of thing is not considered an incarnation at all, it is just the lowest level of manipulation.

The true incarnation itself is a complete creature that can exist independently, with independent consciousness and soul, and is an independent individual. There is never any distinction between the so-called incarnation and the deity. You can call us a whole, and what you see is only one side of us.

Have you heard of blind people touching elephants?”

Fang Ping nodded: "Of course I've heard of it."

"A mortal is like a blind man, and we are elephants. All you can feel is just a part of us, so don't think too much."

"My cultivation level is also considered a mortal?"

"Of course, in my opinion, you are all mortals, and at best you are just extraordinary people. Only when you reach the Ninth-grade Jue Dian can you be considered to be a being above the Ninth-grade Jue Dian. You are still far behind these people. For nothing more, just choose a visualization diagram first. The next time you talk like this, you will have to wait for you to achieve the Ninth-grade Jue Dian realm." Fang Xuan pointed to the scroll on the side and said.

"Brother, do you have any recommendations?" Fang Ping frowned and asked, "What do I recommend? I naturally recommend..." Fang Xuan suddenly fell silent, and pointed a finger at Fang Ping's eyebrows: "I think about this existence well. This is the beginning of martial arts and the source of all martial arts. For a true enlightened person, it is also a good thing that you can obtain His inheritance."

"Who is this?" Fang Ping thought of the existence that suddenly appeared in his mind and was about to say it, when he saw Fang Xuan shook his head: "You can't say it, you can't say it."

Fang Ping's heart flashed through his mind, as if he understood something, and then looked at the scroll on the side: "Brother, these scrolls for visualization..."

Fang Xuan was stunned, then shook his head, waved his hand and put away the scrolls of Laojun, Chunyang Zhenren and his two incarnations, leaving only the Three Emperors scrolls: "I'll give you these three pictures, I can't wear the others."
Chapter completed!