Chapter 1649: Jealousy of the saint

Yang Feng was secretly rejoicing that he was too clever, but he heard Wu Qiudao busy and asked again: "Yes, Brother Yang, I wonder how many lifetimes did you develop with such a high level of cultivation?"
"what?
What lifetime? "
After blinking confused eyes, Yang Feng didn't react for a while.
Wu Qiudao looked at him like this, thinking suspiciously: "How many lifetimes did you reincarnate before you reached such an unpredictable state?"
"Reincarnation?"
As he rolled his eyes, Yang Feng smacked his mouth and said: "The reincarnation you are talking about, is it the reincarnation?
Don’t you want to drink Mengpo soup to clear your memory?
Do you still remember how many lives you have reincarnation? "
"Of course, although samsara will erase the memory of past lives, those who have great virtues will remember the past of samsara in the practice of this life.
Especially at the time of sanctification, everything in the reincarnation of the past will be clear to the heart.
What? Brother Yang, as a saint, don’t you know? "
"Uh..." Licking some dry lips, Yang Feng felt that he was about to show up, but still bit the bullet and said: "I don't have so many reincarnations, and I will be sanctified in this life. Let's pass it.
So, I don’t know much about what you said, hehe. "
What, a wave?
His body shook. Hearing what he said, not only Wu Qiudao, even the Fairy Qingxue who had been plain and natural, could not help showing a look of astonishment, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
Many saints with sensitive ears all around turned their heads and cast stunned gazes here. The shock in their eyes was beyond words.
For a time, Yang Feng suddenly became the focus of all the saints here.
People looked at him closely as if cherishing animals.
Feeling the strangeness of the countless lights around him, Yang Feng felt a little nervous, scratching his head awkwardly, and said with a smile: "What's wrong?
What did I say wrong?
What do you think of me like that? "
"Big Brother Yang, don't you, are you really a saint after only one lifetime?
How can this be? "
Shaking his head inconceivably, Wu Qiudao screamed: "As long as a saint, it is through thousands of years of training to become a great master.
It took me three thousand two hundred years before I came here.
Fairy Qingxue is more talented than me, and it will take one thousand eight hundred years to arrive here.
How can it be possible that you have cultivated a righteous fruit in your first lifetime? "
Uh...this...he swallowed hard, and Yang Feng understood what he meant. It turned out that the road to sanctification, for ordinary cultivators, is to accumulate cultivation bases in constant rebirth, and in the end can they become a great way. Like accumulating points.
Only with a certain score can the prize be redeemed.
Like myself, it is a bit exaggerated to get the special prize directly after accumulating one point.
There is no black box operation and shady scenes, and it is a bit unreasonable.
"Friends, are you talking about us?"
At this time, an old monk with a kind eyebrow and kindness walked over. He looked like a saint and was respected, but the jealousy in his eyes was burning.
I went, and I didn't think that the awesome man who had become holy in my first life could actually arouse the jealousy of a monk who had at least cultivated for thousands of years to become holy. It seems that I am really offending everyone.
Yang Feng's face twitched slightly, and Yang Feng couldn't help laughing.
If I had known this, I should have said for hundreds more.
Although we want to build a talented person, we can't be too divorced from the masses, right?
Now it's fine, the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, they won't take turns kicking me in circles.
Yang Feng was worried, wondering if the cultivation of these saints could hold up the jealousy in their hearts, and whether they would use violence against him.
Fortunately, those who can be sanctified are still cultivated, even if they gritted their teeth with hatred, on the surface they can't do that rogue thing.
It's just that the old monk didn't give up, put his hands together, and said with a smile: "This fellow Daoist, can you say what you just said again?
Holy Road, the monks don’t stop talking! "
Hum! An invisible wave began to revolve between heaven and earth, and the old monk also suddenly emitted seven rounds of colorful Buddha light behind him, looking at Yang Feng kindly.
Yang Feng was puzzled, but he felt that his heart seemed to be empty all of a sudden, and he was thoroughly seen by the old monk.
Seeing this, Wu Qiudao hurriedly said: "Big Brother Yang, this Zen Master Huiyun is the Great Sage of Buddhism.
Under his holy way, no one can lie, otherwise he will see through it.
If what you just said is true, you may wish to repeat it again and let the master distinguish one or two. "
"Uh... so, don't you just tell the truth? I've been honest since I was a kid and never lied!"
call! The Buddha's light behind Zen Master Huiyun fluctuated suddenly, like a willow in the wind. The master smiled slightly and nodded and said: "Friend of Taoism, you just said this is a big lie, Amitabha, good and good!"
Let me go, this human lie detector really has a set.
I just said it casually, and I knew what I was telling was not the truth. It seems that I can't be friends with this old monk anymore. No secret! Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng nodded clearly, and then faintly said: "Listen well, what I said is true. I have cultivated this life and come to Sanctuary College. Believe it or not!"
Quiet, deadly quiet! Everyone stared at that Master Huiyun, wanting to know his judgment.
But Zen Master Huiyun's pupils flicked, and his folded hands were trembling. Only the Buddha light behind him was as quiet as a painting, without a ripple.
"He, he, he... he's all true! He really is, he has become a saint in his first life!"
Wow! As soon as this statement came out, the world was in an uproar, and the saints of the entire Sanctuary Academy were stunned, looking at Yang Feng like a monster.
I became a holy one, how did this girl cultivate, what kind of way?
The efficiency is too fast, right?
They have gone through thousands of lives in the six realms of reincarnation, and sometimes even become beasts. They have gone through hardships and felt the world before they finally become great.
In the end, this kid became a special one?
What is sacred?
Suddenly, Yang Feng became a man of the Sanctuary Academy. The eyes that people looked at him looked like envy, jealousy and hatred, even though they were originally sages with firm minds.
But in front of the monster Yang Feng, the emotions and desires they had abandoned in their cultivation seemed to have returned.
Especially jealousy, it really cannot be concealed.
Yang Feng shrugged helplessly and smiled brightly.
Alas, not being jealous is mediocre! I just didn't expect that one day even these pure-hearted cultivators would become holy, and they would become jealous of him.
I can only say that he is too good.
What is Tsinghua University with a score of 300, but not a score of 700?
I don’t even look at how many levels these seven-percent points are repeated. Even if I have three-percent points, it is a one-time pass. I am proud, hahaha! In the eyes of everyone who was almost looking up, Yang Feng raised his chin proudly, triumphantly, but suddenly heard a loud shout: "Friend Yang, I want to talk to you, can you dare to fight?"