Guards lottery

Yes, since Yamato no Orochi and the others are dead, must Zhang Mifeng and the others still be alive?But what if... wouldn't it be a tragic death together?

Looking at Zhang Lan's face which was sunny and sometimes cloudy, Qing'er smiled and said, "Hey, it seems that the master is so anxious? You go to the house to see for yourself, don't you know?"

"Quack, that's right!" Zhang Lan clapped her hands.

Zhang Lan felt that, judging by Qing'er's expression, the four masters should still be alive, right?

Therefore, Zhang Lan entered the house system.

He first crossed the small bridge and flowing water, and walked into the garden of the Juggernaut's house.

It turned out that his old man was not at home.

Then, Zhang Lan climbed the steps on the mountain, and with a few turns, he climbed up the mountainside, waterfalls, and peaks.He went to Wuming, Juggernaut, and Zhang Sanfeng's house to look, but he didn't find a single figure.

Zhang Lan suddenly panicked?Could it be...

However, before reaching the top of the mountain, there was a slight fluctuation in the air beside him, and a figure appeared out of thin air on the stone steps.

This person is wearing a black cloak and has a cool face, Bu Jingyun.

"I've seen the master!" Bu Jingyun cupped his hands to Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan looked at Xiabu Jingyun and found that he was intact, with no missing arms or legs. He was very happy.He shook Bu Jingyun's arms excitedly, and said in surprise, "Old Bu, are they all safe, Master?"

Bu Jingyun said: "Well! Except for my master's serious injury, the other seniors are all fine! Several seniors have healed my master's injuries, and the old master is much better!"

"What? Master Wuming is seriously injured?" Zhang Lan worried.

Bu Jingyun nodded and said: "Well, Wu Yuandi's move of destroying all directions is too powerful! However, although the master has suffered heavy injuries, he has also gained something. He is discussing with the three seniors the way of swordsmanship that he has comprehended after setbacks. .If it goes well, within a month, the master will create a new set of martial arts!"

Zhang Lan was overjoyed, it seems that Master Wuming had an epiphany during the battle?

Moving his steps and climbing a step, Zhang Lan was going to visit Wuming.Bu Jingyun followed and politely dissuaded him.

Comprehending new exercises can't be disturbed by the outside world!

Afterwards, Bu Jingyun explained what Zhang Sanfeng left for Zhang Lan.

Zhang Sanfeng once told Bu Jingyun that he asked Zhang Lan to announce to the public that the four masters had died together with Yamato no Orochi!

Considering this, Zhang Lan's enemies would seek revenge on him one after another, so Bu Jingyun wanted to protect him secretly.

In order to avoid Zhang Lan's misunderstanding, Bu Jingyun said: "Master, they do this because they want you to improve your reading skills and grow up soon! So, master, don't worry about it!"

Zhang Lan said with a smile: "How could it be! I can understand the good intentions of the masters! I have something to do and I have to go out first. You help me give the snake gall to the master. Maybe he can use it to develop a cure for eye injuries. Drug."

Bu Jingyun glanced at the jade box that Zhang Lan took out, pushed it away and said, "The elixir has been prepared for you, and it is also the snake gall, but it is the snake gall of Yamato no Orochi!"

So Bu Jingyun took out a white jade box from the storage bag at his waist and handed it to Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan opened the jade box in astonishment, and saw a bright green elixir flashing with infinite vitality.The ripples flowing on the elixir are like the meridians of a baby, as if they are alive?

Could it be that this elixir is about to transform?

"Old Bu, won't this elixir take shape?" Zhang Lan asked in surprise.

Bu Jingyun shook his head and said: "It should not have reached the realm of transformation. According to Senior Sanfeng's introduction, this pill is called Yaqi Naimu Dan! After taking this pill, the owner's eye injury will not only heal, but also It has unexpected effects!"

Zhang Lan said in surprise: "What effect?"

"Well, the senior is just inferring. He said that this pill is made of the thousand-year-old ice toad clothes and the thousand-year-old snake's gallbladder. Improve! As for how much to improve, I don’t know.”

Zhang Lan held the jade box up to his nose and sniffed it, and the elixir released a tangy fragrance.Refreshing the heart and nourishing the heart!

"Hahaha, smelling the scent of this elixir is like a elixir! It's so good!" Zhang Lan said excitedly.

After collecting the elixir, Zhang Lan left the house system.

After leaving the house, Zhang Lan returned to the main interface of the lottery system.

Qing'er's profile lighted up immediately.

"Ding, seeing Master's happy face, I'm in a good mood!" Qing'er laughed.

That's natural, the masters are all alive; the master also prepared him a elixir to heal the eye injury, can he not be happy?

Zhang Lan felt that today is really three blessings!

One is blessed with immeasurable merit; two is blessed that the master survived; three is blessed with a magic elixir!

If another lottery is held and good things such as the Millennium Ice Soul are drawn, it will be a happy event!

After giggling excitedly for a while, Zhang Lan said, "Qing'er, it seems that I'm lucky today, can I have a lottery with boundless merit!"

Qing'er said: "Well, master! In fact, the lottery draw with infinite merit can never be bad at any time! This time, master, you will definitely get good things! Gold, legends, and even heaven-defying items are all possible!"

Zhang Lan trembled slightly and said, "This...is very exciting!"

After Qing'er nodded to Zhang Lan, she started the lottery draw with boundless merit.

A dazzling golden light shot out, and Zhang Lan entered the lottery with boundless merit.

The strange thing is that he didn't see the temple, nor the incense burner, nor the lottery roulette.

Such a vivid picture appeared on the interface!

This picture is so shocking!

A stone cave whose door was sealed tightly burst open suddenly.An incomparably bright golden light shot out of the cave, turning out golden brilliance.

I saw a figure shrouded in golden light.

The man had a white beard and beard, and wavy white curly hair.He is wearing a gray and white linen robe, with his left hand pinching his fingers, and his right hand sticking up against his chest, in the shape of "Amitabha Buddha".He sat cross-legged on a towering white lotus stone plate with an incomparably solemn expression.

The lotus stone plate was one foot above the ground, slowly drifting out of the cave, flashing a sacred and solemn halo.

At this time, the entire cave was shrouded in a golden light curtain, and the Buddha's voice of the "Great Compassion Mantra" was very few in the sky, and flowers were scattered like rain.

When the lotus stone plate stopped firmly at the entrance of the cave, a group of beggars outside the cave hurriedly knelt down piously, and said in unison: "Welcome Patriarch Bodhidharma to leave the pass!"

Facing the majestic Grand Master in a green robe with purple lips and a high hat, Bodhidharma glared at him.His chest heaved up and down, and he gritted his teeth.

Bodhidharma and the Great Master looked at each other, pinched the Buddha's seal and said: "If you don't write words, you can pass it on to others. If you pass it from heart to heart, you can directly point to people's hearts, and you will become a Buddha by seeing your surname!"

After saying this, Bodhidharma looked deeply at the Great Master, as if he could see into the depths of his soul.

Master Daguo's Buddha's heart was shaken, and he quickly held the topaz Buddha beads in his hand to perform exercises to calm down the Buddha's heart.

After intimidating the Great Master, Bodhidharma preached the Dharma to the kneeling beggars: "Buddha is merciful. Those who cross don't distinguish their Dharma; those who are crossed don't distinguish their people. Only those who have good thoughts can get the fruit, Amitabha!"

The kneeling beggars bowed their hands to the ground and said: "Amitabha!"

The great master's chest rose and fell, and he sighed to the disciple with the sword on his back, "The great power is gone!"

Then, a golden light flashed, and everyone disappeared.

At this time, Zhang Lan's soul floated out.

With a flash of light, a figure stood in front of the lotus stone plate, it was Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan couldn't help walking up to Bodhidharma, knelt down and said to him: "Disciple Zhang Lan sees Patriarch Bodhidharma!"

Bodhidharma looked at Zhang Lan with kind eyes and kind eyes.

Zhang Lan felt that all the good and evil in the depths of his soul were seen through.

"The benefactor's name is Zhang Lan. The poor monk knows it. Get up!"

Zhang Lan was surprised, how did Bodhidharma know about him?

However, this time Zhang Lan came to draw a lottery, not to learn from a teacher. How could he meet Bodhidharma?

Seeing Zhang Lan standing up, eyes turning around, and a confused expression on his face, Bodhidharma smiled and said, "The Dharma is boundless, and the merits are immeasurable! It is fate that you and I meet!"

Seeing Bodhidharma's smile full of great wisdom, Zhang Lan knew that Bodhidharma already knew everything.

"My disciple is ashamed! The so-called immeasurable merit is the credit of the masters! The disciple dare not claim the credit!" Zhang Lan clasped his hands and said truthfully.

Bodhidharma said with a smile: "The poor monk came to your system from the void world, and relived the scene of becoming a Buddha back then, it is really a coincidence!"

"Can Dharma be invited by the system?" Zhang Lan said softly to himself.

Since the last lucky draw for masters, five masters from the Void Realm have been invited to the lottery system, and Bodhidharma is the sixth!

Zhang Lan was thinking, the lottery system is so powerful, can he invite experts from the void world again?

So Zhang Lan asked Bodhidharma: "My disciple is stupid, and if I don't understand something, please tell the patriarch!"

Bodhidharma glanced at Zhang Lan and saw what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "The poor monk has already said that this is a secret! In the future, you will naturally understand everything in the Void Realm!"

"Oh! Patriarch, may I ask if you know my master Zhang Sanfeng, he is a few generations behind you." Zhang Lan asked curiously.

Bodhidharma said with a smile: "Naturally. The poor monk is one of the first-level controllers of the void world. I know all of your masters. They are all geniuses who have entered the Tao through martial arts, which is admirable!"

Zhang Lan was shocked, Bodhidharma is actually the controller of the first layer of the void world?

It turns out that there are two controllers of the first layer of the void world, one is a Buddhist disciple, that is, Bodhidharma; the other is a Taoist disciple, so let's not talk about him here.

The person who came to Zhang Lan's lottery system this time was a clone of Bodhidharma.

In fact, all this has long been doomed!

As long as Zhang Lan's merit reaches [-], he will definitely be able to meet Bodhidharma!

Before this, Zhang Lan had imagined the scene of drawing a lottery with infinite merit countless times, but he never expected it to be like this!

It's just a little strange, Bodhidharma said that the secrets of the sky should not be leaked, but at the same time deliberately revealed that he is one of the masters of the void world. Why is this?Is there any deep meaning?

Seeing the expression on Zhang Lan's face, sometimes shocked and sometimes confused, Bodhidharma said with a smile: "Almsgiver, all dharmas originate from interdependence, and the Tathagata said it is the cause. That dharma will end due to interdependence, it is said by the Great Shaman. Today, the almsgiver opened the door with immeasurable merits. The door, he said, will surely rid the world of sins!"

Zhang Lan's eyes rolled, as if she had understood Bodhidharma's words, she knelt down and begged, "I implore the patriarch to bless you!"

Bodhidharma said with a smile: "The donor is a blessed person, and he does not fall into a place without blessings, so there is no need to give blessings; as for giving treasures, everything depends on fate. Treasures should not be given lightly. The poor monk must first wash away the [-] merits of the donor."

"Yes, Patriarch!" Zhang Lan knelt down and said.

"The poor monk is the No. 20 eighth-generation patriarch of Buddhist Zen Buddhism, the first ancestor of Chinese Zen, and founded the Shaolin Temple. I have Shaolin 72 unique skills, and other unique skills in the void world. Whatever I can get, I will do whatever I want!" Damo said.

I saw my right hand pointed to the air, and two small storage bags fell from the sky.

"When one is not one, when two are not two; choose one of the two, and everything depends on fate, Amitabha!" Damo said.

Looking at the two linen-colored storage bags in front of the lotus seat, Zhang Lan didn't know which one to pick up.

(To be continued)