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Eighteen years seems like a dream.
Zhang Longfu thinks so.
In his previous life, he lived for tens of thousands of years, but except for the first few decades of his first half of his life, he was like a mouse in the shadows for tens of thousands of years, rarely seeing the light of day.
After reliving his life, he felt so dreamy and incredible every day.
"Is it really a coincidence that my ancestor reincarnated me here?"
Glancing at the plain white skirt on his body, Zhang Longfu's eyelids trembled. Although he didn't care about the appearance, it still felt a bit inconsistent.
Thinking in her heart, she walked out of the room. In this life, her name was Qiao Ci'er.
In Fengshen Pavilion, the weather is like spring all year round, with green grass and trees, and no thanksgiving at all times. However, this is not the result of magical powers or formations, but it started when their family moved here.
In a quiet courtyard, a thin little man with yellowish hair squatted under a worry-free tree, with two attendants standing beside him.
Seeing their stunning eldest lady, the two of them breathed slightly and hurriedly lowered their heads and called out "Miss".
"When did my little brother come to my courtyard?"
Qiao Ci'er asked.
"On the day when the eldest lady was in seclusion, the young master came to the courtyard and stayed there for more than twenty days..."
The two attendants told the truth.
"It's up to you to take care of me."
After sending away the two attendants, Qiao Ci'er looked at her younger brother with soft eyes.
She was alone in her previous life, but in this life she has a family, which makes her feel contented, which makes her even more happy than improving her cultivation.
At first, she only felt that her little brother was reincarnated as a man with great supernatural powers at that time, and she was extremely wary. But as the days passed, she realized that something was wrong.
My younger brother is like practicing Buddhism in closed-mouth meditation, saying nothing every day. He is not proficient in civil and military skills, and he has no practice.
No matter whether I showed him the practice books or taught him the skills through the heart-to-heart method, I never saw the slightest breath of practice in him.
The news that the first disciple of Taoist Hongxuan, the Qiao family of Fengshen Pavilion, had given birth to a demented child, spread like wildfire, and it was not a secret among the upper echelons of the imperial capital.
I don’t know how many people laughed secretly.
Qiao Ci'er didn't care about the rumors from the outside because she knew that he had recited Buddhist words when he was born.
"Dharma, what are you doing?"
Looking at her stunned brother, Qiao Ci'er sighed in her heart, gently stroked his yellow hair, and asked softly.
Qiao Ci'er, who had not expected a response, was suddenly startled because after eighteen years, she heard that familiar voice again:
"Ant watching."
"Oh, huh?!"
Qiao Ci'er, who subconsciously responded, was shocked: "Little, little brother, have you spoken?"
"Then why haven't you spoken before?"
Qiao Ci'er was surprised and happy.
"If you don't want to say it, don't say it."
The yellow-haired boy under the Wuyou tree did not raise his head, but still looked at the ground.
Qiao Ci'er followed his gaze and saw that at the roots of the Wuyou tree, a nest of ants seemed to be moving. She joked: "Then why did you say it again now?"
"If you want to say it, just say it."
The young man still didn't raise his head and replied casually, then pointed to the tree and said: "Sister, look, there is an ant that committed suicide."
"Suicide?"
Qiao Ci'er wanted to laugh a little. An ant committed suicide, so what was there to care about?
But then she stopped smiling and asked, "Brother, why do you care about an ant committing suicide?"
"My sister is wise and kind to others. She is very good among all people, but she doesn't care about the life or death of an ant..."
Under the Wuyou tree, the young man shook off the sand on his hands, stood up, raised his head, and looked at his sister who was a head taller than him with a pair of bright eyes:
"Then why do the superior gods and Buddhas care whether a human child is mute?"
"Um?"
Qiao Ci'er was slightly startled, feeling that there seemed to be a deep meaning in her younger brother's words, but immediately her heart tightened again: "What gods and Buddhas? Where are they?"
Qiao Moke shook his head with a smile and did not answer, but said: "Sister, are you curious? My little brother has been confused and stupid for eighteen years. Even if my mother uses her mind to teach her skills, she can't leave a trace in my heart?"
"Why?"
Looking at her brother's bright eyes, Qiao Ci'er frowned slightly. She also had doubts about this matter.
The transfer of skills from mind to mind is not the inheritance of skills in the ordinary sense.
Instead, he passes on the methods and magical powers he has cultivated to others in this way. No matter whether that person has any cultivation level or not, he will definitely learn this skill and magical powers. As a price, the person who transmits the method will completely lose this skill. Kung Fu, magical power.
However, when Xi Yingqing passed on the Dharma to Gautama, he lost his magical power. However, Gautama had no trace of practicing the Dharma at all.
Because of this, the couple panicked.
"Because for eighteen years, I have been practicing, practicing an extremely complicated 'gong method'..."
As Gautama spoke, he took his sister's hand and used his fingers as a pen to draw.
"This is....."
As the invisible force entered her body, Qiao Ci'er looked at her palms, but her pupils shrank violently: "Is this a Tai Chi diagram?!"
She was horrified. This scroll looked very much like the Tai Chi diagram she had seen when she was studying in the Heavenly Master's Mansion in her previous life.
But Gautama shook his head and nodded a little at his palm.
The next moment, Qiao Ci'er felt the 'Tai Chi Diagram' in her palm rotate rapidly, and the two fishes of Yin and Yang actually connected with each other during the high-speed rotation.
In a daze, Qiao Ci'er felt a golden light in front of her eyes. In the golden light, the 'Tai Chi Diagram' had disappeared, and was replaced by a rune she had never seen before.
'swastika'!
This is.....
When Qiao Ci'er was in a trance, Xi Yingqing stepped into the courtyard and glanced at the two silent siblings. Without thinking much, she waved and said, "Ci'er, bring your brother out."
".......yes."
Qiao Ci'er slowly came back to her senses. She was about to say something, but her sleeve was tugged by Gautama. Her heart moved and she nodded in agreement.
The two siblings had a tacit understanding and followed the thoughtful Xi Yingqing to the outer courtyard.
But they all looked at the only stranger in the courtyard.
It was an extremely handsome young monk wearing a red cassock. At this moment, the monk looked at the two siblings as if he had seen a ghost.
The whole person staggered and took three or four steps back before regaining his balance.
"Why are there two?"
Hongtong's heart was shaken and he was in disbelief.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the old Buddha woke up from his dream. After killing all the Sumeru Buddhas, he once frowned and said bluntly that in the future, there would be a 'Supreme Enlightened One' who would inherit the ancient fate of Buddhism. World.
It is both calamity and luck.
It seems to be related to the Buddha's enlightenment, and what he reflects should be born in this world.
But at this time, his divine will reached its limit.
But I only saw two rays of wisdom in front of me, like wolf smoke, like a reverse waterfall, rushing straight towards the bullfighting. At a glance, how can I tell the difference between high and low, strong and weak?
"How could this be?"
Looking at the two siblings, even though Hongtong was still calm, he was also a little confused for a moment.
How come there are two?
Who is the 'Supreme Enlightenment'?
"This monk..."
When Hongtong looked at the two of them, the two siblings were also looking at the strange monk. Gautama looked dull, but Qiao Ci'er was shocked.
She was reincarnated into the Qiao family. Although she had no magic power from her previous life, she still had memories. By chance, she even built the 'Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts' that were not allowed in her previous life.
At this time, her realm may not be high, but her vision is extremely high. She could tell at a glance that this monk's Buddha light was perfect and gave her a great sense of danger. He must be a person with great supernatural powers.
The reason why she was surprised was because she recalled that her little brother suddenly spoke.
Could this monk be the 'god and Buddha' that the younger brother calls him?
"Grandmaster?"
Xi Yingqing frowned.
Qiao Moke's heart was also tense, but he was mixed with surprise and doubt: "Master is pretending to be astonishing, is he trying to please others by grandstanding?"
He was surprised and doubtful, but he only thought that the monk did it on purpose. He did not believe that this unfathomable monk would be shocked by his children.
"No, no."
Hongtong calmed down his turbulent mind and regained his composure. He clasped his hands together and said, "Is this young monk a grandstanding person? I am really shocked by the wisdom of the pavilion master's children..."
Shocked in his heart, Hongtong temporarily suppressed other thoughts.
He didn't believe that there would be any mistakes in the "Zhuzhao", nor did he believe that there were two "Supreme Awakened Ones". He just felt that there must be some deviation.
"oh?"
Qiao Moko was noncommittal.
"Little monk!"
Liu Dayan was not as polite as him, and said loudly: "You said you can solve my family's problems, but you tell me how to solve it?"
"Big Toad must not be rude to Master!"
Xi Yingqing scolded lightly, stepped forward and saluted, and said: "Master, since you know that we are suffering from heart problems, do you know of any good way to cure it?"
Xi Yingqing was also wary, but this great monk was recommended by someone she was very new to, so she still had some hope in her heart.
Without him, her son's silence for more than ten years has really become a worry for her.
"Your master's wisdom is as bright as a torch, and it can still be seen in the daytime. He must be a person with deep roots of wisdom. He should be immune to all diseases and be blessed with good luck in times of adversity..."
The red boy lowered his eyebrows, no longer looking at the pair of siblings, and said softly: "At this time, the young monk has an idea, but we still need to observe a little or two, so that we can make a conclusion."
Red Boy's heart is bright.
Buddha is powerful and invincible. If Buddhist luck is to be transformed into a calamity, it will never be divided into two. He has absolute confidence in this.
At this time, he couldn't tell, maybe it was the Buddhist spirit of luck that was deliberately concealing it.
Buddhism is the great road of the world, and it is the gathering of eternal destiny. How does it exist? No illness or pain can exist!
But the more unusual it was, the more he understood it.
"in this way......"
Xi Yingqing felt a little disappointed, but she still nodded, called the attendant, and said: "Master, please stay in the pavilion for a while. If you need it, just ask."
"It seems..."
Qiao Moke frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, but when he saw his wife glance at him coldly, he immediately closed his mouth.
"In this case, the young monk will disturb you."
The red boy bowed together and glanced at the pair of siblings from the corner of his eyes, with a sneer in his heart.
'If I were an ordinary person, I would only think that the girl's Buddhist destiny appeared deliberately to protect the truly enlightened beings and prevent disasters. But am I an ordinary person? '
'That girl is the Supreme Enlightenment! '
The heart-red boy followed the attendants to the outside of the courtyard, but he had some thoughts in his heart.
Although he had an idea in his mind, whether it was true or not couldn't be purely guesswork, it had to be confirmed.
After all, he only has one of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree Great Divine Power Seed.
If you are entrusted to someone else...
