Big Bodhi [The Great Enlightenment] - Chapter 367

[Chapter 361 The love of the shot, I do not accept]

the thousand layers of blue shadows, I crossed countless broken afterimages, tore apart several Yunque cloud palaces one after another, came from a far away place, and shattered the murderous path Incomparable blood-red sword light.

Innumerable afterimages condensed in one place, and the spiritual light scattered, revealing a beautiful girl in a azure dress.   There are ten beautiful and gorgeous colorful rays of light floating behind her. Looking around, her clear and clear

eyes are filled with coldness. She flicks her sleeves and says, “Who dares to touch him?”

Recognizing Qing Di, he was too frightened to speak, and even the fingers holding the sword trembled.

Many creatures also showed fear, and many people have quietly left here.

In this canopy of clouds, Qing Di was not only the first person to enter this place, but also relied on the mysterious and unpredictable afterimage spirit technique. Terrible creatures.

A blazing golden light came across and landed in front of Qingdi, who was the golden-robed youth in the Golden Holy Palace.

“Qingdi, the three immortals in the northwest are about to be born. Why did you suddenly give up the fight?”

The young man in the golden robe looked at Qingdi, his tone rather uneasy.

Qing Di glanced at him, his eyes became even colder, and said, “Go back.”

“You are presumptuous!” The

golden-robed youth showed a look of shock and anger, and was about to scold him, but inadvertently saw Qing Di behind him The ten rays of light that were suspended in the air suddenly poured down like a basin of cold water, and he immediately shut his mouth.

On the surface, the Empress of the Golden Sacred Palace let this Qingdi obey her orders, but secretly she gave Qingdi the only jade card that could collect Xianxia!

Every time he thinks of this, a deep chill swept through the heart of the golden-robed boy.

Qing Di ignored him, but turned to his side, looking at Ji Yuenian who was sitting on the ground with complex eyes, and softened her tone a lot: “Ji Yuenian.”

At this time, her voice was gentle and pleasant, like flowing water. , like a yellow warbler in an empty valley, like a clear spring passing through a stream, the golden-robed boy standing on one side couldn’t help but widen his eyes, and for a moment he forgot his unhappiness, his face was full of inconceivable expressions, and he murmured: “This is The demon girl actually has such a side… such a voice… such a tone…” As the

wind whistled, the clouds rolled over, and the colorful halo around Qingdi’s body became even more beautiful.

Ji Yuenian raised her head slightly, looked at the girl in the green skirt standing in front of her, and did not speak.

Qing Di was silent for a moment, stretched out his sleeves and took out a colorful glow of light, and handed it to Ji Yuenian.

Seemingly aware of the coldness in Ji Yuenian’s eyes, the girl in the green skirt walked to Ji Yuenian and whispered: “I want to take down the first seat for the Golden Holy Palace, but I am a little weak. Ji Yuenian, I will give you this glow to restore your soul, and you will help me fight for Xianxia, okay?”

Although the meaning in her words is obvious, they are almost all superficial, and in her voice, there is a faint There is a trace of begging.

Begging Ji Yuenian to take down this glow, begging Ji Yuenian to show her true feelings towards herself.

She knows Ji Yuenian’s heart, and she knows the pride in Ji Yuenian’s heart.

After a few breaths, the girl in the green skirt stretched out her sleeves motionlessly, holding a magnificent glow in her slender white jade hands, hanging quietly in front of Ji Yuenian.

Ji Yuenian looked at the young girl Zhan Qing’s little hand holding Xiaguang under the sleeve of her robe, never looked at her clear eyes, and said softly, “It’s time to end the causal relationship with you.”

“What do you mean by this? ?” Qing Di bit her lip subconsciously, “What cause and effect do you want to end?”

“Since your heart is like a mirror, why do you pretend to be ignorant?” Ji Yuenian stood up, brushed the sleeves of his robe, and did not take the glow from the hands of the girl in the blue skirt, “I am just like the moon in a mirror to you. Ordinary ghost images, when you were a Heart-Eating Ghost in the Qingluan Mountains, this was all right. But now that your cultivation is getting deeper and deeper, those dispensable memories have become a hindrance to you. ”

Ji Yuenian turned his head to the side, with a azure blue light lingering around him, and said: “What’s more, I have accepted your affection many times before, and I had some gratitude for you here. You have to leave the white night world and go straight. If you leave, I don’t really care about it, but you want to keep that jade card, indecisive, indecisive, and it disturbs my mood for nothing. It really shouldn’t be.”

“Ji Yuenian, you have been It ‘s all thinking of this…” The

girl in the blue skirt stared at him stunned, her little hand holding Xiaguang trembled slightly, her heart pounding, and said: “I not only left a jade plaque, but also a brocade silk, Could it be that piece of brocade…”

“Don’t deceive yourself any more,” Ji Yuenian shook her head and interrupted her, a icy blue halo gradually dipped in the jet-black hair, “This I won’t take Xiaguang, but I will help you fight for Xianxia. After this matter is over, the cause and effect between you and me will be completely broken, and there will be no more involvement.” The

girl in the blue skirt closed her eyes, her long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and she counted. After taking a breath, he slowly opened his eyes, there was a little water in his clear and clear eyes, and he replied in a low voice: “Okay.”

“Also,” Ji Yuenian walked to Qingdi’s side, slightly sideways He nodded, “I don’t accept the love you made just now.” After the

words were finished, a blue butterfly flapped its wings and flew out from its sleeve. As the mysterious light circulated, it turned into a handsome young Taoist.

At the beginning of the Yunque palace gate, the dialogue between Yuanqing and Ji Yuenian was deliberate. Yuanqing pretended to let Ji Yuenian wait alone at the palace gate, and performed thirty-six transformation techniques to enter the Yunque. , after a few breaths, it turned into a butterfly and flew back quietly, hiding in Ji Yuenian’s sleeve robe.

Long before it turned into a bird, Ji Yuenian and Yuan Qing used this method to ingest a colorful fairy and hide it in Yuan Qing. Even if Qing Di never made a move, Yuan Qing, who had recovered most of his spiritual cultivation, could block it. Dao crimson sword light.

After the appearance of the green flute, Yuan Qing hid the colorful glow in the jade plaque in Ji Yuenian’s sleeve robe. Now, under the support of the magnificent Xianxia, Ji Yuenian’s shrine god sea It has gradually filled up, and even the heavy injuries on the soul have improved a little.

“Ji Yuenian.”

Qing Di grabbed Ji Yuenian’s robe sleeve, brought her fair and fair face close to his ear, looked at his profile, and said, “I still have something to ask. .”

Ji Yuenian backed away a little, but the sleeve robe did not break free from the soft little hand of the girl in the green skirt.

Qing Di gritted his teeth, got closer again, and said word by word: “The brocade in the other wooden box, you really never…”

Before the words were finished, there was a deafening roar. Dome of the sky!

Yuan Qing slightly sensed it and said solemnly: “There are eight paths of immortals condensed in the southeast of Yunque!”

Ji Yuenian glanced at Qing Di and said, “Don’t delay, Yuan and I are together. Brother Qing helped you to fight for Xianxia, and when this is over, not only will your ghost image be completely erased, but my mood will no longer be disturbed.” The

girl in the blue skirt was stunned, and her expression was a little dazed. An indescribable feeling of emptiness suddenly surged deep in my heart.

In just a few hundred years, it seems like a lifetime.

Today’s self is no longer an ignorant and ignorant new-born ghost in the Qingluan Mountains;

The Ji family’s ebony sword was supposed to be the only psychic magic weapon he possessed at the beginning.

Thinking of this, the corners of Qing Di’s soft lips faintly evoked a complex smile, and the complicated mood that had troubled him for a hundred years and struggled for a long time finally became clear at this time.

(End of this chapter)