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Eighteen years seem like a dream.

Zhang Longfu thought so.

He lived for tens of thousands of years in his previous life, but except for the first decades of his first half of his life, he was like a mouse in the shadows and could not see the light of heaven.

He lived a lifetime again, and every day, he felt so dreamy and incredible.

"Is it really a coincidence that the ancestors have made me reincarnated here?"

He glanced at the plain white silk skirt on his body, and Zhang Long's eyelids trembled. Although he didn't care about the appearance, he was a little inconsistent.

Thinking in her heart, she walked out of the room, and in this life, her name was Qiao Ci'er.

In Fengshen Pavilion, all seasons are like spring, the plants and trees are green, and the seasons are not to be withered. However, this is not the magical power or the creation of the formation, but it starts from the time their family moved here.

In the quiet courtyard, a small, yellow-haired and thin man squatted under a worry-free tree, and two servants stood beside them.

Seeing the beautiful lady in her family, the two of them breathed slightly, and quickly lowered their heads and called out "Miss".

"When will I come to our yard?"

Qiao Ci'er asked.

"On the day when the young lady was in seclusion, the young master came to the yard and had been squatting for more than twenty days..."

The two attendants told the truth.

"You have to take care of me."

After sending the two attendants, Qiao Ci'er looked at her younger brother with a soft look.

She was lonely and widowed all her life in her previous life, and with her family in this life, she felt satisfied and made her happy than her diligent cultivation.

At first, she felt that her younger brother had reincarnated through the great powers and had been very alert, but as the days passed, she found something wrong.

My younger brother is like practicing Buddhism and keeping silent, without speaking every day, not knowing the civil and military affairs, nor practicing.

Whether he was watching the practice scriptures for him or spreading his skills through the method of communicating with his heart, he never saw any breath of practice on him.

There is news about the first disciple of Hongxuan Taoist, and the Qiao family in Fengshen Pavilion gave birth to a dementia, which spread like wildfire. It is not a secret in the upper level of the imperial capital.

I don't know how many people laughed at me in secret.

There are rumors outside that Qiao Ci'er doesn't care, because she knows that he had recited Buddhist words when he was born.

"Bharma, what are you doing?"

Looking at his stunned brother, Qiao Ci'er sighed in her heart, stroked her yellow hair, and asked softly.

Qiao Ci'er, who had not expected to get a response, was suddenly stunned because after eighteen years, she heard the familiar voice again:

"Ons."

"Oh, um?!"

Qiao Ci'er subconsciously responded and was shocked: "Little brother, have you spoken?"

"Then why didn't you speak before?"

Qiao Ci'er was both 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 look up, but still looked at the ground.

Qiao Ci'er followed his gaze and saw a bunch of ants at the roots of Wuyou Tree, as if they were moving. She joked: "Then why did you say it again now?"

"I want to say it, just say it."

The boy still didn't look up, so he replied casually, pointed to the tree and said, "Sister, look, there is an ant who committed suicide."

"Suicide?"

Qiao Ci'er wanted to laugh a little. What's the point of paying attention to when an ant committed suicide?

But then she curled her smile and asked, "Brother, why do you care about an ant committing suicide?"

"My sister has Su Hui and treats people kindly. She is considered excellent among everyone, but she doesn't care about the life or death of an ant..."

Under the worry-free tree, the boy shook off the mud and sand on his hands, stood up, looked up, and his bright eyes looked at his sister who was standing taller:

"How could the gods and Buddhas who are so arrogant care about a human child? Is he a mute?"

"Um?"

Qiao Ci'er was slightly stunned, only to feel that there was a deep meaning in her words, but then she felt a little nervous: "What kind of gods and Buddhas? Where?"

Qiao Moke smiled and shook his head, without answering, but said, "Sister is curious? I have been confused for eighteen years, as if I were stupid. Even if my mother uses her mind to spread her skills, she will not leave any traces in my heart?"

“Why?”

Looking at her brother's bright eyes, Qiao Ci'er frowned slightly. She was also confused about this.

The transmission of the mind and spirit is not the inheritance of the martial arts in the ordinary sense.

Instead, pass on the methods and supernatural powers you have practiced to others in this way. No matter whether the person has cultivation or not, he will definitely learn this magical power. At the cost, the person who passes the Dharma will completely lose this magical power.

However, when he was eager to spread the Dharma according to his feelings, he lost his magical powers. However, Gautama had no trace of practice at all.

This is why the couple panicked.

"Because for eighteen years, I have been practicing, practicing one thing, and the extremely complex 'killing method'..."

Gautama said, holding his sister's palm, making a pen with his fingers, and outlining it.

"This is....."

The invisible alien force entered the body. Qiao Ci'er looked at her palm, but her pupils contracted violently: "This is, Tai Chi diagram?"

She was shocked. This scroll looked very similar to the Tai Chi diagram she had seen when she was studying the Heavenly Master Mansion in her previous life.

But Gautama shook his head and then slid his palm.

The next moment, Qiao Ci'er felt that the "Tai Chi Diagram" in her palm was rotating at an extremely fast speed, and the two fishes of Yin and Yang were connected to each other during the high-speed rotation.

In a trance, Qiao Ci'er felt that the golden light was made in front of her. In the golden light, the "Tai Chi Diagram" had disappeared. Instead, it was a rune she had never seen before.

‘’!

This is.....

When Qiao Ci'er was in a daze, Xi Yingqing stepped into the yard, looked at the siblings in a daze, and didn't think much about it, waved and said, "Ci'er, bring your brother out."

".......yes."

Qiao Ci'er slowly came back to her senses. She wanted to say something, but Gautama pulled her sleeves and moved her heart and nodded.

The siblings had a tacit understanding, and followed Xi Ying's thoughtful love and went to the outer courtyard.

But they all looked at the only stranger in the courtyard.

It was a very handsome young monk wearing a red cassock. At this time, the monk looked at the siblings and seemed to have seen a ghost.

The whole person staggered and took three or four steps back before he stood firm.

"How come there are two?"

The heart of Hongtong is shocking, and it is incredible.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the old Buddha woke up from his dream. After taking action and slaughtering all the Buddhas of Sumeru, he frowned and said that in the future, there will be a "supreme enlightened person" who inherits the eternal fortune of Buddhism.

It is a disaster and a fortune.

It seems to be related to the Buddha's enlightenment, and it should be born in this world.

But at this time his divine will was at its limit.

But I saw two rays of wisdom in front of me like wolf smoke, like waterfall, rushing straight to the bullfighting. At a glance, how could I tell the height, strength and weakness?

"How could this be?"

Looking at the siblings, even though Hongtong was calm and confused for a moment.

How come there are two?

Which one is the ‘Supreme Awakening’?

"This monk..."

When Hongtong looked at the two, the siblings were also looking at the weird monk. Gautama looked dull, but Qiao Ci'er was shocked.

She was reincarnated in the Qiao family. Although she had no magic power in the past, she had memories. She even cultivated the "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts" that she could not enter in the previous life by chance.

At this time, the realm may not be high, but the vision is extremely high. You can see at a glance that this monk is harmonious in Buddha light and gives her a great sense of danger. He must be a person with great powers.

But the reason why she was surprised was that she recalled that her younger brother suddenly spoke.

Could this monk be the "gods and Buddhas" mentioned by my younger brother?

"master?"

Xi Yingqing frowned.
To be continued...