Chapter 1                                                              

Ye Qiu opened his eyes and looked at this strange world, a little confused for a moment.

He turned out to be the number one master in the cultivation world of Tianyuan Continent, with average qualifications, but with his tenacity far beyond ordinary people and amazing understanding, he went through a lot of hardships and finally became a master of the God Transformation Stage in just two hundred years.

But just as he was about to overcome the tribulation and ascend, an ancient stone tablet flew through the air, and then a black lightning as thick as a bucket hit the stone tablet. This lightning struck a black hole in the world, and the stone tablet and Ye Qiu were sucked in.

In the black hole, Ye Qiu's body was quickly shattered, but his soul was protected by the stone tablet and shuttled through time and space. When the stone tablet wrapped around Ye Qiu's soul, all the practice techniques in Ye Qiu's memory continued to flow towards the stone tablet like a river flowing to the ocean.

In the blink of an eye, all the martial arts and Taoist memories that Ye Qiu learned were stripped away. Although Ye Qiu had more than 200 years of experience and practice experience at this time, he had forgotten all the martial arts.

The stone tablet was hit by black lightning and was seriously damaged. The blue light on the surface became lighter and lighter. When the blue light completely disappeared, Ye Qiu was taken to this world by the stone tablet and was reborn in the Nanjing Palace of Prince Nanjing in Jingzhou City, becoming the third son of Prince Nanjing Ye Zhan, also known as Ye Qiu.

Although what happened was incredible, Ye Qiu had already cultivated his mind to the state of Wubo after more than 200 years of cultivation. What's more, Ye Qiu has always pursued the immortality of the Great Way. As long as he lives, he will have hope for immortality.

Therefore, since you come, you will be at peace.

Now, what Ye Qiu was worried about was that all his memory of practice was absorbed by the strange stone tablet. With more than 200 years of experience and experience, he was unable to practice.

I remember when I was just born, the princess looked at Ye Qiu's indifferent eyes and said to Prince Nanjing, "Prince, look, Qiu'er's eyes are so cold, and he doesn't cry or shout, nothing will happen, right?"

"Madam, don't worry too much. Qiu'er may have a weak constitution. Just take a good condition when she grows up. You have to rest more and pay attention to rest." Prince Nanjing had just defeated General Rouran Murong Qing. After returning home, he learned that the princess had a son and was in a very happy mood.

"I hope this is the case. Qiu'er is much thinner than when his two brothers were born." The princess was still a little worried.

"In this way, I'll send someone to invite Mr. Li. You know that Mr. Li is very skilled in medical skills and is no less than the imperial physicians in the palace. You should be relieved if he takes care of Qiu'er?"

"I'll be relieved if I can invite Mr. Li to come." The princess touched Ye Qiu's delicate skin, with a look of doting and kindness. The princess and princess of Nanjing did not notice it. Feeling the princess's motherly love from the bottom of his heart, a trace of turmoil appeared in Ye Qiu's calm eyes, but soon, it disappeared again.

Five years passed in a flash.

In Yujing, the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty, a piece of news spread rapidly. One of the nine most noble princes of the Great Sui Dynasty, the third prince of the Nanjing, who was in charge of the dynasty Storm Cavalry regiment, was already five years old. Not only could not speak, but could not walk.

This news was like a bombshell, exploding in Yujing City. King Feng Shen of Nanjing was handsome, his martial arts were unfathomable, and he even held the Storm Cavalry regiment, known as the sixth strongest army of the dynasty, and naturally had many political opponents. In recent years, King Nanjing's power has grown increasingly, and his martial arts cultivation has become increasingly improved, which has made these political opponents breathless.

When these political enemies heard this news, they all pride themselves on their foreheads and spread like crazy. The three of them became tigers, and things would go wrong as they spread. Later, Ye Qiu was rumored to be deaf and dumb, and was born an idiot.

In the Nanjing Palace, Ye Qiu was lying on the bed, but his consciousness had already come to his mind, looking at the stone tablet emitting green light in the sky. After this stone tablet brought Ye Qiu to this world, he entered Ye Qiu's sea of ​​consciousness.

It’s not that Ye Qiu didn’t want to speak, but after he was born, when he was worried about his practice, he tried to use the power of his soul to touch the stone tablet. The stone tablet suddenly shone green light and began to absorb Ye Qiu’s soul power. You must know that the soul is the foundation of all practice. If the soul disappears, then the person will no longer exist.

At that time, Ye Qiu was shocked and wanted to retract the power of his soul. However, the suction of the stone tablet became increasingly greater and Ye Qiu had no power to resist at all. Fortunately, Ye Qiu was a master of tribulation and his soul power was strong, so he was not sucked dry on the spot. Even so, the stone tablet still absorbed Ye Qiu's soul power of one tenth.

After absorbing the power of soul, the stone tablet began to slowly rotate in Ye Qiu's sea of ​​consciousness. The mysterious patterns on the surface of the monument became clearer and made low sounds. Ye Qiu looked at the monument in horror and thought, "Let's leave quickly, otherwise he would be sucked to death again." At the same time, he secretly swore that he would definitely not come to see this damn monument again in the future.

Just as Ye Qiu was about to leave the sea of ​​consciousness, the stone tablet suddenly emitted a mysterious thought, which was directly imprinted in Ye Qiu's mind. Ye Qiu was surprised to find that this was actually a profound scripture. This scripture called the Mingwang Sutra is extremely profound and completely different from the practice method that Ye Qiu had previously come into contact with. Even though Ye Qiu had more than 200 years of experience in practicing and had amazing understanding, he still had only a few understandings.

Ye Qiu concentrated his energy and carefully understood. He saw that this scripture turned into large golden words, flying continuously in Ye Qiu's sea of ​​consciousness. Then, the scripture culture was a big Buddha sitting upright in the void. The Buddha was thousands of feet tall, and his whole body was shining brightly. He fell on the Dharma Lotus and kept reading the mysterious mantra, "I heard that the Buddha's light was infinite, illuminating the ten directions of the world without any obstacles, so he was called Amitabha Buddha,..."

Ye Qiu carefully studied for a month and finally understood two supernatural powers from this scripture. One is that the King of Ming is still moving. With great will and concentration, he kept silent for fifteen years, so as to better understand cause and effect and realize the true reality. The other is that the King of Ming is golden body. This is a great supernatural power that forms a relic golden body and becomes a Buddha in the flesh.

After obtaining these two magical powers, Ye Qiu began to practice hard. At this time, he realized that his soul power was too powerful. Although one tenth of his soul had been sucked away by the stone tablet, it was still not something that his body could bear now. Although only a month later, his body began to shrink. Fortunately, there was a technique for training the physical body in the golden body of the Ming King, otherwise it would take less than a year to develop Ye Qiu to shrink and die.

However, before the Ming King's golden body was cultivated to the small achievement, Ye Qiu could not walk at all. Because, even if he moved a finger, Ye Qiu had to endure great pain. The feeling of tearing the soul, even with Ye Qiu's perverted patience, it would be painful to death.

So, the days pass by quickly in this practice.

The Prince of Nanjing and the Princess soon discovered that not only did their third son not speak out, but it seemed that it was very difficult to even move. The Prince of Nanjing hired a large number of famous doctors, but these famous doctors were helpless about Ye Qiu's current situation.

Two years later, Ye Qiu still couldn't move, and lie quietly on the bed without saying a word. The Sui Dynasty established its country with martial arts and has always believed that the strong are respected. The competition in the palace is very fierce. Although Ye Qiu was the legitimate son of King Nanjing, due to his condition, Ye Qiu, who was only five years old, was sent to Qingzhuxuan, leaving only one guard.

Don’t listen to the name Qingzhu hanging full of ancient charm, but the conditions are very difficult. The empty house, cold beds, and a few scattered tea sets. The only thing that makes Ye Qiu happy is that there is a pool of lotus leaves in the middle of the yard, which is green and beautiful.

At the beginning, the princess often came to bring some delicious food to Ye Qiu, and then told the guards to take good care of the third prince. But soon, when the princess gave birth to another girl, she came less often.

Since Ye Qiu was sent to Qingzhuxuan, his legitimate son seemed to have been forgotten by the entire royal palace, and no one paid attention to this waste prince. In his spare time, people often talked about the fact that the eldest prince ranked higher on the dynasty rookie list again, the second prince's articles were praised by the great scholars of the dynasty, and how weird Princess Wenjun was, and the cute ice and snow were. Ye Qiu naturally would not pay attention to these things. He spent all his time on the Ming Wang Jin in his practice.

Days passed day after day. On that night, Ye Qiu sat down on the bed, listening to the drizzle gently knocking on the lush lotus leaves outside the window, and his heart was peaceful.

He made a fearless seal with his left hand and a treasure bottle seal with his right hand, with a solemn face. The scriptures in the sea of ​​consciousness were constantly reciting, and the sound became louder and louder.

"Pure and perfect, like the Vajra King, who will never be destroyed forever, is called the wonderful lotus."

As the scriptures were recited, a faint golden light appeared on Ye Qiu's body, and a phantom of a god's aura appeared behind him.

Suddenly, a hundred kinds of treasure lights were emitted above Ye Qiu's head, and each kind of treasure light emitted fearless light. A thousand-leaf lotus platform was born from the light, and there was a Buddha looming on the treasure lotus sitting in a row, constantly chanting mystery and ancient mantras.

Just as the light was about to reveal the house, a stone tablet quietly emerged, firmly imprisoning the light around Ye Qiu. The stone tablet was carved with mysterious patterns, with an ancient, heavy, noble and eternal atmosphere. The stone tablet kept rotating above Ye Qiu's head. Every time it turned, the stone tablet would divide a trace of extremely thin and extremely thin golden light, projecting on Ye Qiu's body.

Ye Qiu formed the Prajna Seal with his hands. After the golden light was running in his body for a whole week, it poured out and injected into the Buddha's phantom. As more and more golden light was injected, the Buddha's phantom became clearer and clearer. The whole Buddha's entire body was red and gold, like a treasure mountain, with big ears hanging down on his shoulders, and white light radiating between his eyebrows, illuminating the three thousand worlds. The golden halo behind his head slowly turned, and a thought of universal salvation, kindness, and great kindness came to his face.

There is no time to practice, and the sky is bright in a blink of an eye. Ye Qiu suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of lightning shot out, like two lightning bolts in the darkness. After fifteen years of hard practice, Ye Qiu finally achieved the golden body of King Ming and was able to walk down the ground. Moreover, King Ming was not moving and achieved great success, and he had initially realized the true reality.
Chapter completed!