Chapter 328 Master Lantern

After the voice fell, both Master Yunyu and the Discipline Elder were shocked in the room, and then there was some silence.

Ye Fan just looked at the two of them at this moment, with a smile on his face.

"What did you encounter on the 70th floor?" After a long time, Yunyu spoke and looked at Ye Fan, "Why did you use the method of force to break through."

"What you encountered is not something that can be broken through with a firm mind." Ye Fan answered, but he did not say what he encountered in the illusion. Instead, he was a little curious, "Why is Master Yunyu here?"

"Just passing by." Yunyu answered, waved his hand, and then, without stopping, turned and walked out the door.

Watching Yun Yu leave, Ye Fan didn't say anything. He turned his eyes to the elder of discipline and smiled, "Elder, if I remember correctly, I can choose five things in the Mingxin Hall after passing the 70th level of the Mingxin Trial."

This made the elder of discipline stunned, "Are you here to challenge the Mingxin Trial for the reward?"

"Not entirely." Ye Fan replied, "Part of it is to see what my character is like now."

"You kid..." The elder of discipline spoke, and at this moment, he, who has always been strict, did not say anything to blame, but was a little choked.

The Mingxin Sect is based on the state of mind. Just based on this point, the teenager in front of him is even qualified to be a mentor in the Mingxin Sect.

In terms of firmness of character, he is even better than himself who is a hundred years old.

These thoughts made the elder of discipline wave his hands helplessly in the end.

"Okay, choose."

"Thank you, elder." Ye Fan replied and cupped his hands.

The elder of discipline led the way again, but this time he didn't go far. Just behind the hut, he pushed open the secret compartment in the wall. Behind the secret compartment was a palace.

This palace was full of things. At first glance, there were many offering tables. There were many objects on the offering tables. Most of the objects had some light flowing on them, which were obviously not ordinary things.

"You have three quarters of an hour to choose five items. You can't change them. Pick them up and you'll be chosen." The elder of discipline spoke and retreated to the side.

Ye Fan nodded when he heard it, and looked at the hall in front of him. There was a hint of joy in his eyes.

This is exactly why he rushed through the seventy floors at the risk of his life. After passing the seventy floors, he could choose two more rewards. Everything in the Mingxin Hall has a mysterious origin and is worth a lot of money. If he can choose one more, it will be a big profit.

"Thank you, elder."

Ye Fan didn't hesitate at all. He bowed to the elder of discipline and then walked into the hall.

There were all kinds of items on the altar. Even with Ye Fan's knowledge, there were still many items that he couldn't see clearly. However, he had some experience after all. After a while, he picked up a string of Buddhist beads and a wooden fish. After a short pause, he picked up a black cassock.

"Is this kid going to become a monk?" Not far away, the elder of the precepts looked at the things Ye Fan picked up, his eyelids twitching a little. When he saw Ye Fan was about to pick up another cushion, he couldn't help but speak.

"Boy, the things in this hall are all very precious, don't limit yourself to one place."

"The elder is thoughtful, but I have a plan." Ye Fan spoke, but he didn't put down the cushion. He took the cushion and took a step. This time, he picked up an object that looked like a wine gourd.

When the Discipline Elder saw that Ye Fan had not picked all the Buddhist items, he breathed a sigh of relief and coughed, "Since you have already picked all five items, leave quickly."

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded, without any hesitation, put away the five items, just bowed to the Discipline Elder, and walked out. Before leaving, he did not have the slightest nostalgia for the hall.

This made the Discipline Elder nod secretly, but when he turned his head and found that Ye Fan had disappeared, his face turned black.

"This kid, like his ancestors, has no manners at all! Don't you know to say goodbye before leaving!"

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"Drunken Immortal Gourd, old friend." Walking on the road, Ye Fan took out the gourd he got last, patted it with satisfaction, and pinned it on his waist.

The Wine Immortal Gourd, according to legend, was forged by the Wine Immortal to facilitate his drinking, but its ability is amazing and overbearing. In short, it is a gourd that can automatically brew wine, and can automatically extract the essence of the spiritual medicine into wine. The higher the level and rarer the spiritual herbs and spiritual medicines, the sweeter and more potent the wine tastes, and the more overbearing the effect will be.

Holding this thing in your hand is equivalent to having the best purifier and brewing instrument in the world, which is equivalent to a permanent bonus. In the previous life, Ye Fan picked it up and used it for a hundred years and still couldn't let it go.

Ye Fan took out a few spiritual medicines at random. It seemed that they were all spiritual medicines related to fire attributes. He pressed the Wine Immortal Gourd, and soon, the Wine Immortal Gourd flashed golden light and sucked a few medicinal materials into it.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to move forward.

Mingxin Sect is not small. Ye Fan walked all the way, and the sky gradually darkened. Finally, he stopped at the foot of a small hill.

At this moment, there was no full moon rising in Mingxin Sect. Ye Fan did not go up the mountain. He sat on the spot, picked up the wine fairy gourd, took a sip, and the strong rush of the wine into his stomach made Ye Fan speechless. Then he made a happy sound, stuck the heavy sword on the ground, and leaned against the big rock casually.

As time went by, the full moon gradually rose. Under the night sky, the boy, the heavy sword, and the wine gourd, these combinations looked like a wanderer walking in the rivers and lakes.

Click, click.

And soon, in the full moon, at this moment, footsteps sounded at the foot of the hill, and an old monk stepped forward. When he saw the young man drinking alone at the foot of the mountain, he frowned slightly and then stopped.

"Why are you drinking here, little friend?"

This strange question made Ye Fan raise his head. When he saw the old monk in front of him, a meaningful smile appeared on Ye Fan's face.

"Master Ran Deng, junior Ye Fan, please obtain the Sutra of Suppressing Evil and Combating Misfortune."

"The Sutra of Suppressing Evil and Preventing Disasters?" These words made Master Ran Deng's eyes change a little, but then he quickly shook his head, "The mantle of the old man is still there, Buddhist scriptures cannot be taught indiscriminately."

"I don't ask for a mantle, just a scripture." Ye Fan replied, but he stood up and took out the Buddhist beads, wooden fish, cassocks, and futons that he had selected in the Mingxin Hall one by one.

"This junior is not just talking nonsense. He has brought the inheritance of the ancient Buddha Moning to Master Randeng. The pearls, fish, cassocks and futons are all there, so that Master Randeng can understand the mysteries of the ancient Buddha."

These things were placed one by one, and Master Ran Deng's eyes changed again. He looked at Ye Fan and said, "Since I have the mantle of an ancient Buddha, why do you want old scriptures?"

"As I have not finished my thoughts, I will not be able to enter Buddhism and practice Buddhism. The only thing I can practice is the Sutra of Suppressing Evils and Preventing Disasters, which is an unlimited and wonderful book." Ye Fan replied, but he didn't say much at the moment and raised his hand, " The younger generation is determined to conquer the world and needs this book to fight against the cunning and evil people."

Hearing this, Master Ran Deng looked at Ye Fan's palm, and with just one glance, he saw the black mark left by the Soul-Eating Dragon in Ye Fan's hand.

"My little friend is entangled by such vicious things." Master Ran Deng made a voice, but became somewhat silent. He glanced at the four things in front of Ye Fan, "But the scriptures are only passed down to people in the Buddhist sect. If they are passed down to young people, Friend, you broke the rules.”

"Only asking for the second half of the scripture to save you from trouble, if you don't complete the book, it doesn't count as inheritance." Ye Fan handed over his hand.

This time, Ran Deng hesitated, but after a while, he finally nodded, raised his hand, and half a scripture appeared in his hand.

"Even so, there is no harm in passing half of the scripture to my little friend."

Seeing Ran Deng agreeing, Ye Fan also showed a smile on his face, took the scripture, nodded, and then drew the heavy sword on the ground.

"Thank you to Master Ran Deng for passing on the message. Master can take the ancient Buddha's mantle for himself."

Holding the scriptures, Ye Fan put the wine gourd on his back and was about to leave. Master Ran Deng had a strange look on his face. He watched Ye Fan gradually go away, but he still couldn't hold back and moved his hand, as if he was calculating something.

And soon, he seemed to have figured something out. Looking at Ye Fan who was about to disappear into the darkness, he made a sound.

"Little friend Ye Fan, please wait a moment."

Ye Fan stopped and turned to look at Ran Deng, "Master Ran Deng, do you have any parting words?"

"I just calculated the fate of some little friends." Ran Deng opened his mouth, looked at Ye Fan, paused for a moment, and then said, "My little friend is a person who is destined to be robbed, and he is also a person who is dedicated to breaking the tribulation. He will definitely bear the blood and blood on his body."

"Buddhism does not kill all living things. Although the old man passes on the scriptures, he cannot inherit the cause and effect of my little friend. I also ask my little friend not to use what I have learned from the scriptures to kill the common people."

"What does common people mean? Is it all things, or just the human race?" Ye Fan frowned and asked.

"Common people, nature is all things."

"Can't you kill those extraterrestrial monsters?" Ye Fan asked.

"Of course." Ran Deng replied, looking at Ye Fan, but he bowed and clasped his hands.

"Black and white coexist, and so do humans and beasts."

"My little friend is eager to overcome this calamity, but all sentient beings suffer, and we can only overcome it by ourselves."