Chapter 612: 612

It has been more than half a month since Fahai returned to Wuzhuang temple from Huashan Mountain.

Half moon on earth, ginseng fruit trees under the small world, I do not know how many years in the past.

Congenital gourd grows in the calabash vine which is one of the congenital spiritual roots. Every gourd is very mysterious. If you want to refine congenital gourd into other treasures, you have to work hard. According to Fahai's estimation, it may take thousands of years to change the shape of congenital gourd, which is only the first step in refining the golden bowl.

Of course, there is no need for him to worry about this. Zhenyuanzi knows more about the characteristics of congenital gourd than he does.

In the past seven days, the small world of ginseng fruit trees suddenly opened, and zhenyuanzi's voice came out, "Bodhisattva, come in quickly."

Fahai was a little surprised. Did zhenyuanzi refine congenital gourd so quickly?

He didn't want to step into the small world much.

"Bodhisattva, if you want to refine this congenital gourd, you have to gather our strength. I'm afraid it will take a thousand years for one person's mana to be thoroughly refined. "

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head helplessly.

Fahai looked at the nondescript congenital gourd floating not far away, and then nodded.

"Daffodil, what's the time flow in this small world?"

"I have exerted my magic power, one day for the outside world and ten years for the small world."

Zhen Yuanzi could not laugh or cry, "I have been in this small world for more than 200 years, but I just refined the congenital gourd into this."

"Da Xian, let's fight together."

Fahai said to zhenyuanzi.

Zhenyuanzi nodded to him, and then played a magic, magic will package congenital gourd, soon the magic will turn into a golden flame to burn congenital gourd. With a wave of Fahai's arm, the Phoenix Dharma appeared and opened his mouth to spit out the real fire, which fell on the congenital gourd.

Under the burning of the two flames, congenital gourd was finally refined.

It took them 500 years to gather their strength to refine the congenital gourd. At the same time of refining gourd, zhenyuanzi threw many Tiancai and Dibao into the flame. Under the burning of the flame, Tiancai and Dibao blended with congenital gourd.

"Daxian, I'll take control of you. You'll help me."

"Good."

Fahai takes out the lotus lamp, recites the formula in his heart, stimulates the power of the lotus lamp, leads to five colors of magic fire, wraps the juice of the congenital gourd, and then puts the magic idea on the outside.

As time flies, the golden bowl gradually takes shape.

Fahai disperses the Phoenix Fire and uses the five color magic fire of the lotus lamp to complete the shaping process. In this way, the golden bowl has the magic power of five colors, and has great restraint on ghosts.

Zhenyuanzi stood with both hands on his back to watch. He was secretly surprised. Fahai's means really exceeded his imagination.

Another hundred years have passed.

Fahai leads out a wisp of five colors of magic fire into the golden bowl, and then takes away the lotus lamp. He put his hands together and unfolded the world of Buddhism, manifesting the Buddha's Dharma and drawing the five colors of fire all over the golden bowl. He holds the key, the light of Buddha condenses, and the light seal of the word "zhe" emerges.

"Go

With one hand, he printed the word "zhe" on the gold bowl.

Then wrap it in a golden bowl and warm it up.

"Bodhisattva, this magic weapon has finally become."

Zhenyuanzi laughed.

"That's not enough."

Fahai spoke quietly.

Zhenyuanzi was stunned. Now the golden bowl is comparable to the first-class Lingbao. Isn't that enough?

Fahai's face showed a thought-provoking smile. He waved his hand to offer sacrifices to the twelve ancestors. The twelve ancestors injected their original power into the golden bowl. The golden bowl emits dazzling golden light and absorbs all the original power of the twelve ancestors.

After that, Fahai sat with his knees crossed and his hands folded. Ten thousand Buddhist lights diffused from his body and covered the golden bowl. A golden lotus condenses out. In the middle of the Golden Lotus sits a small figure of Buddha, and then the heart shaking singing of Buddha resounds. The ancient and mysterious Sanskrit hovered in the light of the Buddha and was finally branded on the surface of the golden bowl.

The Golden Lotus floats on the golden bowl, and a steady stream of Buddhist power is poured into it. Gradually, there is a connection between Jinlian and Jinbo. Jinbo sends out a suction to pull Jinlian.

The light of the Buddha diffuses, and continues to warm the golden bowl.

I don't know how long ago, the light of the golden bowl suddenly converged.

Fahai converges his magic, and the golden bowl falls in his hand.

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"Congratulations to Bodhisattva for harvesting a treasure."

Zhenyuanzi laughed heartily.

Fahai breathed out a sigh, smiling, "it took thousands of years to make a great immortal."

"You may as well do it."

Zhenyuanzi said with a smile, "Bodhisattva, you're welcome. I'm just refining the congenital gourd with Bodhisattva."

"Bodhisattva, try the power of the golden bowl."

With a flick of Fahai's fingers, the golden bowl roared up. With a wave of his arm, the golden bowl soared at the speed visible to the naked eye, which could cover the sky. When he pointed a little, the golden bowl suddenly released ten thousand thunders to cover the heaven and earth, and the terrible atmosphere filled the heaven and earth.

As soon as his fingerprints changed, the mighty Buddhist Chants spread from the golden bowl, and the power of subduing demons and Demons was revealed."Is Bodhisattva satisfied with the power of the golden bowl?"

Zhen Yuanzi asked, looking at the smiling Fahai holding the golden bowl.

Fahai nodded, "extraordinary power The poor monk can also scatter the golden bowl into Buddha light and surround his body for protection. Even if the ancestor of the Styx attacked and killed yuan Tu and a Bi, he may not be able to break through the poor monk's defense. "

"Today, Bodhisattvas have many powerful magic weapons, enough to have a place in the three realms."

Zhenyuanzi sincerely congratulates you.

Fahai put his hands together to salute zhenyuanzi, "thank you, immortal."

Zhenyuanzi waved his hand, "Bodhisattva, you are welcome. It is my blessing that I can make friends with Bodhisattva."

"It's also a blessing for me to make friends with the immortal."

"Bodhisattva, let's go out."

Zhenyuanzi waves his sleeve to open the small world.

"Master, Bodhisattva..."

The clear wind and bright moon came up.

"How long did I stay with Bodhisattva in the small world?"

"It's half a year since I went back to my master."

Smell speech, Fahai and Zhen Yuanzi look at each other, did not expect that they have been in ginseng fruit small world for more than 1800 years.

"Da Xian, I'll leave first. I'll have a drink with you when I have time."

The law sea pinches a finger to calculate, immediately says to the Zhen Yuan son.

"Let the Bodhisattva go."

Fahai nodded, and with a wave of golden light, he left Wuzhuang temple and went to Huashan Mountain.

"Master, is there anything wrong with Bodhisattva's leaving in such a hurry?"

The clear wind and bright moon show the color of doubt.

Zhenyuanzi looked up at the sky, "within a hundred days, the catastrophe will come to the three realms."

"What?"

The clear wind and bright moon suddenly changed her face.

……

Fahai came to Huashan Xueying palace to meet the three Notre dames and returned the lotus lamp to her. She urged the lotus lamp to check, and put the lamp away after confirmation.

"Bodhisattva, is the magic weapon refined?"

"There's no reason why it can't be helped by Zhenyuan immortal."

Fahai smiles a little and then adds: "the third lady can wait another hundred days. Then she can leave Huashan and reunite with Liu Yanchang and his son."

The third lady frowned, "Bodhisattva, the catastrophe will come to the three realms in less than a hundred days?"

"A hundred days is the limit."

Fahai said in a deep voice: "third lady, you are the God of Huashan. I also hope that when the catastrophe comes to the earth, you can protect the people of Huashan for thousands of miles."

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