Big Bodhi [The Great Enlightenment] - Chapter 298

[Chapter 294 Princess Ao Li]

moonlight flows, the stars reflect, and countless bright white lights and shadows spread over the sky, which is extremely beautiful.

Ji Yuenian stepped on the pitch-black nothingness and walked between this cold and desolate world. Although there was some suspicion in his eyes, he didn’t mean too much confusion.

“Is it a dream?”

“But since I ignited the dark heart fire and psychic karma hundreds of years ago, I have never really fallen into a dream.”

“I think it should be that I have cultivated diligently in recent days, which has touched the true spirit. The memory of the place, under the connection of the true spirit, dragged me into the dream of the soul.”

Ji Yuenian’s thoughts flowed in his mind, but his footsteps never stopped, walking towards an unknown place in this bizarre dream. go.

There was silence between heaven and earth, except for his own footsteps, there was no other sound.

Click.

A very light cracking sound came to his ears, Ji Yuenian raised his head abruptly and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

A clear, silver-white stream emerged from the darkness, and the icy stream gurgled past. There were several bizarre boulders standing beside the stream. Each boulder was engraved with dense small characters. Under the reflection of the moonlight, These small characters are all showing a light and faint bright white halo, which is extremely beautiful.

Ji Yuenian’s eyes did not look at those boulders, but fixedly looked at the dark place by the stream that had never appeared before, and his mind couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

As the white light spread, the darkness on both sides of the stream disappeared, and a girl about seven or eight years old was sitting on the ground by the stream, gesturing something with her head down and her hands.

“Zhao Yinyue,” Ji Yuenian murmured in a low voice, “In this way, this place should be a virtual image of the Yueling Remnant Realm.”

The girl didn’t seem to notice the existence of Ji Yuenian at all. After she was busy with her work, she stood up by the stream, her cold eyes softened a little, and she said softly to herself: “Since leaving the Zhaoming Mountains , it has been more than 84,000 years, and I don’t know when a living being will enter this place.”

Ji Yuenian was stunned in place, as if he suddenly thought of something, an icy chill invaded from the depths of his soul. Come on, let his consciousness become extra awake for a while.

Click.

Another very soft cracking sound.

The world in front of him was completely distorted by the fine white light and shadow, and it was reorganized into another scene in an instant.

A handsome young man dressed in a luxurious brocade robe fell to the ground, his expression extremely frightened, his fingers trembling pointed at the girl in a white dress by the stream, and he stammered: “Are you a ghost…a ghost or…a demon? ”

Ji Yuenian was like an outsider, quietly looking at the familiar young man in brocade, already recognizing his true identity.

Zhao Xingyan, the old head of the Zhao family of Taichu.

Hearing Zhao Xingyan’s remarks, the girl’s icy eyes suddenly looked over, there was boundless hostility in her pupils, and two incomparably noble breaths gushed out from her body, this breath made Zhao Xingyan couldn’t help but completely kneeled on the ground, Even the soul trembled subconsciously.

“Monsters, ghosts, such humble creatures, how can they be compared with me?” The girl raised her head slightly, looking at the darkness beyond the Yueling Remnant Realm, “My father lives in the Zhaoming Mountains on the banks of the East China Sea, and his bloodline is extremely noble. It’s…”

Boom!

A luminous purple thunder pillar came from above the void and slashed directly in front of the girl in the white skirt, covering up all the words in her mouth.

The girl looked at the terrifying thunder that gradually dissipated in front of her, and there was a rare trace of sadness in her cold eyes, and murmured, “That’s it.”

Kacha.

All the pictures were shattered, and in a very short time, another scene that made Ji Yuenian tremble.

In an unknown place, countless bright white lights and shadows are intertwined, and a phantom of a snow-white nine-petal lotus platform is faintly condensed. The power contained in this lotus platform is extremely terrifying, but a little revealing is enough to make Ji In the eyes of Yue Nian, the phantom of the psychic karma was ignited to resist, and it was impossible to stand in place.

Above the nine-petaled snow lotus, a piece of moon-white brocade silk was suspended, and hundreds of small characters were densely embroidered on the brocade silk, and each word had a magical and beautiful pale white halo.

I don’t know how long it took, all the terrifying pressure around Ji Yuenian dissipated, and he stepped out lightly and appeared directly on the nine-petal lotus platform.

Ji Yuenian stretched out his sleeve robe and gently took this moon white brocade over.

This is Zhao Yinyue’s handwriting.

“If this is the case, it is the time when the true practice is deep and prajna paramita, when the five aggregates are empty, and those who do not fall into the shape of me, people, and living beings are called the emptiness of all dharmas…

” Extinction, neither dirty nor clean, neither increase nor decrease…”

After reading this, Ji Yuenian’s true spirit trembled violently, apparently unable to withstand the power of the scriptures.

Closing his eyes slightly, Ji Yuenian’s thoughts in the depths of his mind became more and more chaotic, and he whispered to himself: “This sutra is called the Prajna Heart Sutra, and it actually comes from the same source as the Great Compassion Mantra I practiced. She was born of the true dragon blood descendant of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, how could there be such a scripture?”

She was referring to Zhao Yinyue.

The power of the Yueling Remnant Realm has long been exhausted. When it was destroying the Sun Territory, 70% of its power was forged into a “falling snow sword” by Zhao Yinyue, and the remaining power was to preserve this Nine-petal lotus platform and this “Prajna Heart Sutra”.

“This is the last thing she can leave to me before she annihilates,” Ji Yuenian opened her eyes, and there was a rare confusion in her eyes, “This situation of good fortune is enough to penetrate the sky, not only Zhao Yinyue Even his mother, the Goddess of Xuanyin, and many creatures in the Zhaoming Mountains by the East China Sea are all chess pieces.” After the

cultivation base improved, the mysteries deep in the soul’s memory not only did not decrease, but were even more unpredictable and more difficult than before. intimidating.

Putting away the white brocade and silk that month, Ji Yuenian looked down at the huge nine-petaled light and shadow lotus platform under her feet.

If you want to break into the realm of the divine sea, you need to cultivate a shadow of the soul from the divine sea, and the pros and cons of the foundation that you need to retain the spirit is the most important thing when you break the realm.

This snow-white nine-petal lotus platform is the foundation of the spirit that Zhao Yinyue left behind.

The number of nine is extremely high, and such a mysterious and unpredictable foundation of immortality is rare in the world.

Although Zhao Yinyue has long since been annihilated between heaven and earth, she still has a deep debt to Ji Yuenian.

Princess Ao Li was burdened with cause and effect like the sky, but she completely destroyed the foundation of Taiyi in the mortal world that turned into “Zhao Yinyue” for 16 years. Resist the fate again, and leave.

Despite the fall of Princess Ao Li, the unpredictable fate of the ghosts and gods did not stop, but all fell into the depths of Ji Yuenian’s true spirit.

The nine-petal snow jade lotus platform gradually shrunk, and the dense white light and shadow intertwined on it, slowly imprinting on Ji Yuenian’s eyebrows.

Ji Yue Young closed her eyes, her long dark eyelashes trembled slightly, and an indescribable sense of loneliness and desolation surged from the depths of her mind.

This is not his own emotions, but the sadness and coldness that Zhao Yinyue has left at the end.

“Li’er has disappointed my mother.”

A cold female voice like the sound of nature sounded from her ears, Ji Yuenian suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the place where the light and shadow intersected dozens of meters in front of her.

In the illusory and twisted scene, a girl in a white dress walked out of the attic and knelt down in the direction of the East China Sea, her white forehead dipped in the mud, and her long, jet-black hair fell down.

The mother in his mouth is the natural goddess in charge of the power of extreme yin, the noble goddess of mysterious yin.

This is the first time Ji Yuenian has heard Zhao Yinyue’s voice so truly, and it is also the last time.

(End of this chapter)