Big Bodhi [The Great Enlightenment] - Chapter 383

[Chapter 375 The Shape of the Blue Dragon]

“I always have something unclear.”

Ji Yuenian sat on the ground in the endless darkness, surrounded by a pale shimmer.

“Princess Ao Li is the bloodline of the true dragon of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, but the bloodline that Zhao Yinyue gave me is only the true blood of the goddess Xuanyin…”

“Where did the other half of the true dragon bloodline of the East China Sea go? ”

Above its true spirit, there are three halos trembling slightly.

One is bright gold, “Prajna Heart Sutra” and “Chu Ling Buddha Mantra”; the other is azure blue, “Explicit Secrets and Wonderful Ways Don’t Fall”; and the last one is faintly glowing with a dull grayish-white color. When it rebuilt the soul, the blood of the mysterious yin was stripped out.

The blood of a living being in this world is attached to the true spirit. Unless the soul is annihilated and the true spirit is reborn, it is impossible for the blood of the current world to dissipate.

Although Ji Yuenian relied on the psychic karma to temporarily strip out his mysterious blood, he couldn’t make it truly leave his soul.

“Back then in the remnants of the Moon Spirit, Princess Ao Li had a sentence that she never finished speaking.”

“She said that my father was in charge of the Zhaoming Mountains on the banks of the East China Sea, and his status was extremely honorable, but… before his words were finished, there were A thunderbolt from the purple sky slammed down from the sky.”

“Looking at it this way, it has never disclosed the events of the East China Sea, and there must be a reason.”

Ji Yuenian stood up from the darkness and nothingness and walked.

“There is a high probability that there are some ancient memories in that half of the true dragon’s bloodline. Some people don’t want me to know about it, so they stripped the half of the true dragon’s bloodline.

” Years, the true spirit projection has never been able to reflect on the shrine, because the bloodline is incomplete.”

Ji Yuenian raised his head and quietly looked at the endless darkness and nothingness in front of him.

“The half of the true dragon’s bloodline must now be silent in the depths of the true spirit, but how to wake it up?”

Another decades.

Ji Yuenian sat cross-legged in the darkness, her brows furrowed, as if she was caught in a never-ending terrifying cycle.

If you can’t wake up that half of the true dragon’s blood source, your own bloodline can’t be complete.

If the bloodline is incomplete, the true spirit cannot be projected in the shrine, and it will never break into the realm of the shrine and the soul.

Even with the existence of the water-repelling dzi, Ji Yuenian’s mind is transparent, but he has never been able to connect to the real dragon’s blood aura in the depths of the real spirit.

ten years.

Thirty years.

…

Ji Yuenian’s clothes and appearance have never changed at all, but the darkness in his eyes has become more intense.

“That’s why the Tathagata has no fixed appearance, no going and no coming, and the form leads it…”

This “Prajna Heart Sutra” has been recited countless times in the depths of the mind.

Suddenly, Ji Yuenian seemed to be thinking of something, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at a piece of seal character in the “Princess Heart Sutra”, and murmured: “Let’s lead it

by shape…” Lead it by shape!

Thirty-six transformation techniques!

Like the clouds and the sun, the gust of wind surged, and the dark haze in the depths of the mind swept away in an instant.

Ji Yuenian stood up, flicked his sleeves, and a mysterious power of change flowed out, shrouding it in it.

In a moment, his figure was scattered into countless azure light spots, which became more and more dazzling and beautiful in the darkness.

Those azure light spots became more and more, and under the condensed and spread of countless rays of light, they slowly changed into a huge light and shadow with a length of tens of thousands of feet.

The mysterious blue light and shadow covered the sky and the sun, circling up in the darkness, scattering countless streamers.

Ji Yuenian actually used thirty-six transformation techniques to transform into the light of an ancient blue dragon!

Above its illusory light and shadow dragon head with a radius of 1000 meters, two phantoms with dragon horns that are 100 meters long spread out, and finally condensed in the sky.

When its light form fully appeared, a real dragon roar spread throughout the source of true spirit!

The true spirit trembled slightly, as if some ancient confinement suddenly shattered.

Click!

The sound of a very light cracking sounded, and a blazing red blood light appeared. The blood of the real dragon originating from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea flowed out from the depths of the real spirit, and it split and filled everywhere in an instant, filling the light and shadow of this ten thousand zhang blue dragon. whole body.

“Psychic Karma Fire!”

Boom!

The Qinglong light and shadow that was tens of thousands of feet long collapsed in an instant!

A pitch-black fire swept up from the void, burning the blood of the real dragon that spread out without falling an inch.

Under the gathering of green light, Ji Yuenian’s figure re-condensed, not only the breath has weakened a lot, but his face is also a little pale.

I don’t know how long it took, under the refining and melting of the psychic karma, the blood of the real dragon was stripped away and turned into a red halo, which trembled slightly above the real spirit.

Whether it is the blood of the goddess Xuanyin, or the true blood of the Dragon Palace from Princess Ao Li, there are many karmic entanglements. Ji Yuenian did not choose to directly inherit these bloodlines, but used the psychic industry The fire melts it out, and the mind is very transparent.

“Only the ‘non-falling body’ that has been reshaped from the root is the power that I can fully control myself,” Ji Yuenian sat on the ground and closed his eyes slightly, “Xuanyin Divine Blood, Dragon Palace True Blood, occasionally borrowed from Shang However, if you rely on these two bloodlines for a long time, there will be disaster.”

The real blood of the Dragon Palace, imprisoned in the depths of the true spirit, was awakened, and its original bloodline was already complete.

“The realm of the shrine and the spirit…”

Ji Yuenian stretched out his sleeve and grabbed it, and a transparent bead of blazing light appeared in his hand.

The most precious treasure of Taiyu Shengzong, Yushui Dzi.

“I owe Yuanyan Earth Realm so much cause and effect, and it is enough to send you this Zhuzi Yaoguo.” After the

words were finished, the darkness gradually returned to silence, and Ji Yuenian’s breath slowly quieted down. immersed in meditation.

The calamity of yin-yang crossing is also known as the calamity of crossing the karma. If there are too many karmic entanglements, this calamity will become extremely terrifying, and there are three terrifying disasters above the yin-yang crossing, so the higher the spiritual cultivation level. , the more serious the cause and effect.

For those powerful creatures who have been created by power, the many causes and effects of the world have never been about right and wrong, let alone black and white, right and wrong, just to eliminate doomsday.

…

“You wild bastard! How dare you be lazy!”

The icy iron whip glowing with aura slammed down fiercely, and Ji Wushu’s leg immediately had a bloodstain that could be seen deep in the bone, his body softened, and he fell down. in the ore heap.

The overseer disciple holding the iron whip spat at Ji Wushu, raised his hand, and another whip hit his back.

Ji Wushu endured the severe pain that was tearing all over his body, barely got up, picked up the spirit shovel for quarrying primeval stones with trembling hands, and carried the remaining profound energy in the shrine to continue mining primeval stones.

After several hours of hell, Ji Wushu and many other mining chores in the mine finally got a moment of respite and could rest in place.

In such a time, he has spent more than two hundred years unchanged.

Holding the most inferior Qi Gathering Pill in his hand and slowly sending it into his mouth, Ji Wushu slumped on top of the ore as usual, staring numbly at the endless underground ore veins in front of him.

“My eldest son, you were drunk in the country of Zhu Zi Yao, do you still remember me waiting?”

Hundreds of years ago, at the Xia Xia Immortal Banquet, Ji Yuenian destroyed the jade plaque of Yuanyan Realm under the attention of all the people. Entering the lineage of the imperial city of Zhu Zi Yao Kingdom, all of a sudden, hundreds of lands in the extreme northern border were in an uproar.

Xue Yuyuan Junyu Jingtian was extremely frightened, and in the rage of Thunder, he shot and smashed dozens of palace towers in Xueyu Peak one after another. All records listed it as an undead enemy.

The Jade Court Palace, which was in charge of the old Anyang, was destroyed. These Ji family members were not only banned from their cultivation bases and their ancestral records were cut off, but they were also demoted into the primeval stone veins that did not see the light of day. Endless suffering.

(End of this chapter)