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Chapter 433 Douyin

Chen Feng was no longer in the mood to watch the classics in the Sutra Library.

The ancient scroll that appeared inexplicably soon disappeared inexplicably. What I gained was temporarily a severe headache and an unexplained understanding of "Tao". This immature understanding will not be transformed into cultivation for a while. Chen Feng still needs to continue to feel it and settle down a little bit in the long river of time.

Why did the ancient scroll disappear? Chen Feng had no time to think about it, and saw another phantom appearing through the air.

The Buddhist beads, cassocks, and bald heads turned out to be a middle-aged monk.

This phantom is not a real person, so it must be someone who controls it, and he is the one who needs to deal with it.

Chen Feng understood that his traces must have been discovered by Dajue Temple. What made him anxious was that he was deeply trapped in the Sutra Tower and didn't know how to go out. If he was looking for an exit everywhere, he might have been surrounded by the other party. He appeared here for no reason and could not explain it clearly.

He quickly began to communicate with the Star Moon Beads of Heaven. However, the Beads seemed to fall asleep again, without any reaction.

"Damn, you're playing tricks on me!" Chen Feng couldn't help but swear words.

In the thatched cottage, the old monk didn't know what method he used. The ground between him and Lu Luo turned into a mirror, and he could clearly see Chen Feng's situation in the Sutra Pavilion.

When Lu Ding saw Chen Feng's appearance one by one, he felt that this person was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. But his face was very strange. However, the three of Chen Feng's age were all surprised by Chen Feng's youth. Some high-level secret masters could turn into a young appearance, but most of them were very deep, like the vitality of Chen Feng, which was not something that older people could possess.

Chen Feng was disguised, but he left too deep an impression on Lu Dingyi. Although his face was different, the shape of Chen Feng's every move still made him feel familiar.

The phantom's eyes were closed, and he had no intention of taking action first. However, Chen Feng did not move either.

The old monk and the other three saw Chen Feng bowing their heads and talking to themselves. No matter how high their cultivation level was, they could not guess what Chen Feng was planning.

Chen Feng called for a long time and found that the Star Moon Pearl of Zhutian did not respond. He finally gave up and looked at the phantom again.

"It would be offensive if I accidentally broke into this place." Chen Feng showed an apology smile on his face.

He was indeed unintentionally intruded, but others didn't believe it!

The phantom opened his eyes, and under the control of the old monk, he turned around and illusioned dozens of copper bells and wooden fishes, surrounding Chen Feng.

Lu Dingyi and the old man surnamed Luo knew that this was the famous Fanyin formation in Dajue Temple.

The so-called Brahma Sound Formation uses Buddhist sounds to be upright, elegant, clear, deep, and full, and is heard everywhere, so that it can enter the hearts of the people. Those who hear it will not be damaged, but will reveal the truth and tell all the secrets in their hearts.

The copper bell and the wooden fish sounded at the same time without anyone shaking or hitting, but the size, tone and frequency of the sound are different. Some are as deep as thunder, some are as light as wind, some are as long as the afterglow, and some are deafening. These sounds poured into Chen Feng's ears together, and another wonderful effect was created.

Chen Feng only felt that he was standing in the fishing village by the sea, bathed in the bright moonlight. The tide sounded in the distance, but the noise of mountain springs was loud in the near distance. The tide sounded inspiring him, and the sound of spring made him awake. For a moment, it seemed as if all the burden had been thrown away, and I felt that my whole body was extremely relaxed.

Although there is no one in front of you, Chen Feng feels that there is someone in front of you who makes you very close to you, just like your grandparents, who can completely open your heart and express your heart.

When Lu Dingyi and the old man surnamed Luo saw that the copper bell and the wooden fish started to move, they all breathed lightly, and carefully observed Chen Feng's changes.

They could not hear this Sanskrit sound, nor could they affect the Sanskrit sound. However, when they saw the shaking and knocking of the copper bell and the wooden fish, they saw the expression on Chen Feng's face becoming quiet, and they seemed to have also heard the Sanskrit sound cleaning the hearts of people.

Chen Feng felt that his situation was getting better and better, as if he was in a quiet valley on a quiet night, with bright moon shining among the pines, clear springs flowing on the rocks, bamboos are noisy and washing girls, lotus moves down the fishing boats. In the spring mountains, a song makes people forget their feelings.

He suddenly felt that why there were so many secrets in his heart? It would be better to express his experiences and thoughts one by one to make him feel comfortable.

The last trace of vigilance deep in his heart was gradually being slowly resolved.

As transformed by the magical powers of the old monk, Phantom is the host of this Sanskrit array. What he focused on observing Chen Feng's changes. Once Chen Feng was impressed by Sanskrit, he would naturally tell all the truth. This is much more effective than fighting, killing, and tempting.

It was already the last moment, and the expression on Chen Feng's face was also very subtle, joy, emotion, excitement, sadness, nostalgia, self-blame, etc. were intertwined, prying open his heart bit by bit. His eyes were closed, but his heart was half open.

When he found that success was about to happen, the phantom added another force, and there were more cymbals and drums around the copper bell and wooden fish, and the phantom also silently recited the scriptures.

In this way, the sound of the Fanyin became more exquisite. Chen Feng saw a mist on the sea. The fog dissipated in the blink of an eye in the sun. There was a blue sky above his head. The mountains behind him were full of flowers, and the fishing village was smiling and singing. This was his pastoral and his destination.

The last obstacle to Chen Feng's mind was uncontrollably opened: "I..."

Lu Dingyi and the old man surnamed Luo relaxed and had some regrets. The young man persisted in the Sanskrit sound for so long, and his firmness made the two feel proud of talent. Even though Chen Feng told the secret in his heart, he might not be able to receive a confession. The person sent him could not tolerate him, and the old monk would not necessarily indulge him. After all, this is not a simple temple, but a secret world. However, the two of them had requests from Dajue Temple, and these things could not be explained, and they could not have a rift with the old monk because of this. At the same time, the two were looking forward to it and wanted to know Chen Feng's true origin.

Just when the old monk and Lu Luo were both settled, a shrill scream suddenly appeared.

Lu Luo and the others couldn't hear the scream, but after seeing the phantom's expression, they knew that something happened.

The phantom, who had been calm, followed her eyebrows, and a hint of pain appeared. The old monk in the thatched cottage naturally heard the loud sound.

Compared with the pleasant sound of the Fanyin, this scream is a squeak that is hard to hear. Sometimes it is like a sharp weapon to rub, sometimes it is like a wolf howling in the middle of the night, sometimes it is like a ghost crying in the night rain, sometimes it is like a woman losing her son... Almost all the unhearing, sad and sharp sounds in the world are gathered together, trying to tear apart the eardrums of people!

This is the cry of the Ming Soul after evolution!

Although the sound of the Sanskrit is wonderful, the screams of the Minghun are better than harsh. This is enough, because Chen Feng woke up!

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