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　　 "Donor, you are finally here!"

　　 In the world shrouded in golden Buddha light, a Buddha statue tens of meters high suddenly appeared in front of Li Chengfeng, with a solemn and magnificent voice, which made people have an urge to worship.

　　 "Who are you and what place is this?" Li Chengfeng looked at the'big Buddha' in front of him vigilantly, and asked in a condensed voice.

　　 Li Chengfeng suspected that if his mental power were not stronger than ordinary people, he might have knelt down sincerely when he heard the voice of this great Buddha.

　　 Besides, I should be in the main hall of the Shaolin Temple, what is this place now?

　　 I don’t know why. Although the place looks golden, Li Chengfeng always feels uncomfortable, but he doesn’t know how to leave.

"Don’t panic for the donor, this is the spiritual world of the poor monk. The donor is just entering the spiritual consciousness here and the body is still in the hall of the Shengdaoyuan." The'big Buddha' bowed his head, smiling at Li Chengfeng, and slowly said:" The poor monk Daoxin has been waiting for the donor for a long time."

　　 "Dao Xin?!" Li Chengfeng's face suddenly showed a shocked expression when he heard the identity reported by the'big Buddha'.

Daoxin, if he remembers correctly, this name should be the name of the legendary "Four Patriarch of Zen" of Buddhism. In other words, the "big Buddha" in front of him is the legendary fourth of Zen. Zu, Daoxin Zen Master!

　　 Seeing Li Chengfeng’s shocked expression, the smile on the face of the'big Buddha' was even greater, and said: "It seems that the donor has heard of the poor monk's name, that would be great."

"Master Daoxin, the four ancestors of the famous Zen Buddhism, probably not many people in this world have heard of it." Li Chengfeng looked at the'big Buddha' with undiminished vigilance, saying, "But Master Daoxin should have been six hundred years ago. I'm already sitting down."

　　 "Six hundred years?" Hearing Li Chengfeng's words, the smile on the face of the'big Buddha' diminished, sighed, and said, "So six hundred years have passed?"

"Yes, Zen Master Daoxin has been sitting down six hundred years ago." Li Chengfeng looked at the'Big Buddha' and said: "If your Excellency is really a Zen Master Daoxin, it would be really hard for me to believe that I'm actually talking with someone People who have been dead for six hundred years speak."

"The poor monk is indeed dead, but the poor monk majored in "Spirit Da ~ Dharma" during his lifetime, so for the poor monk, the body is just a skin." The'big Buddha' opened his mouth, looked at Li Chengfeng, and said:" The place where the donor is at this moment is the'spiritual world' constructed by the poor monks with spiritual power."

"Spiritual world? Spiritual power can build such a magnificent world. How strong it takes to do this is incredible!" Li Chengfeng was shocked, and then looked at the'big Buddha' and asked: "I'll just leave it alone. Believe what you said, after all, if you are really a Zen Master Taoxin, you are a super strong person who has surpassed the great master during your lifetime. It is not too difficult to accept that you can do this kind of thing, but you drag me into your spiritual world. What are you doing? And what did you mean by'you waited for me for a long time'?"

"As the donor knows, the poor monk is already dead, and what appears to the donor now is the illusion constructed by the spiritual power left in the'relic' after the poor monk sits down." The'big Buddha' looked at Li Chengfeng said: "However, no matter how strong the'spirit' is, it will not become the soul, after all, it will still be empty, and it is only a matter of time before it dissipates."

　　 "Hundreds of years have passed, and the spiritual power of the poor monk is about to be exhausted. It is a great blessing for the poor monk to be able to wait until the donor is like a destined person who is holding the'key' and carrying the'relic' at this time."

"The relic?" Li Chengfeng suddenly realized when he heard the words of the'big Buddha', and then remembered that when he saw Yuan Shixiao for the first time, he brushed out a'king kong relic'. Daoxin said that he was carrying him. The relic should refer to the'Vajra relic', but what is the'key'?

　　 "Master, let me tell you, I did get a relic by accident, but what is the ‘key’ you mentioned?" Li Chengfeng looked at the ‘big Buddha’ and asked.

"It's just a key. The donor doesn't understand it now. It's just that the key hasn't come into play yet. When the key comes into play, the donor will naturally know." The'big Buddha' looked at Li Chengfeng and said something that was equivalent to nothing. .

　　 "Okay." Li Chengfeng looked speechless, and then asked: "Then master, you should always tell me, what are you going to do when you pull me into your spiritual world?"

"The poor monk left behind the spiritual world on the relic is waiting for the destined person, and the donor is the destined person that the poor monk waits for, that is, the destined person, the poor monk is a gift to the donor for good luck." 'Looking at Li Chengfeng, said with a smile.

　　 "Good luck? What good luck!" Li Chengfeng suddenly became interested and asked expectantly.

　　 "This is the inheritance of the old man's cultivation. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" said the'big Buddha'.

"Inheritance?" Li Chengfeng was taken aback when he heard the words, then raised his head to look at the'Big Buddha', frowning and asking: "Master, I am not a Buddhist disciple, and I am definitely not going to be a monk. You have to think about it, really You want to pass on your inheritance to me?"

"The donor holds the'key' in his body, and he has the relic of my Buddhist monk. What's more commendable is that the spiritual power of the donor is different from ordinary people, and it fits well with the poor monk's practice. Even if the poor monk waits for hundreds of years, I am afraid that there is no one who is more suitable for accepting the inheritance of the poor monk than the donor."

"As for identity..." The'Big Buddha' shook his head. He had waited in this Shaolin Temple for 600 years, but he did not find a person who was more suitable for his inheritance than Li Chengfeng. There is no time to wait any longer.

Six hundred years have passed, and the consciousness he left in the spiritual world is about to be wiped out. Once his consciousness disappears, then only the inheritance will be left in his relic. At that time, let alone choosing people, Whoever touches his relic will be triggered by the inheritance.

　　 When Yuan Shixiao received the inheritance from the'Vajra Relic', he was'watching' from the side. Daoxin didn't want his inheritance to be so sloppy by then and be taken away.

"Since the master said so, the junior is disrespectful." Seeing that Daoxin had to pass on himself to himself, Li Chengfeng no longer refused, but he was not in a hurry, but asked again: "That's right, Master Daoxin, before accepting your inheritance, I still have some questions I want to ask the master."

　　 Daoxin saw that Li Chengfeng’s name for himself had changed to ‘you’, the smile on his face became more kind, and he said, “It’s okay to ask the donor.”

　　 "I want to ask the master, are there really immortals in this world?"