Big Bodhi [The Great Enlightenment] - Chapter 398

[Chapter 389 Mist]

Moon-Swallowing Yuan-Jun calmed down, walked up and bowed, and said in a low voice, “The disciple never brought that Ji Yuenian, please forgive me.”

The man in the robe was He is a saint in the Weiyuan Mountains and Seas.

The sage of Shanhaijing retracted his gaze from the statue of the mountain god, turned around, and said with a smile: “It’s okay, this son is very thoughtful, and if he doesn’t get out of the way, he will never fall into danger easily.”

Hearing this, swallowing Yueyuan The king became more and more puzzled, and he was silent for a while, but he still asked: “The disciple is bold, dare to ask the master…” The

saint of the mountains and seas waved his sleeves and interrupted him, saying: “Swallowing the moon, you go to the riverside of the quicksand, Burn this piece of silk, and it will come to the Grand Canyon of the Lanjiang River.” After the

words were finished, a piece of silk was slowly condensed by his side.

Yuan Jun Tun Yue didn’t dare to ask any more, so he had to press his mind, stepped forward to take the brocade, and withdrew respectfully.

Walking out of the worship hall, Yuanjun Tun Yue subconsciously looked down at the brocade in his hand, which only had two seal characters on it.

preach.

“Preaching…what is the meaning of this?”

Yuanjun Tun Yue couldn’t help but be at a loss. He pondered for a long time, but he had no clue.

When they reached the riverside of the quicksand, the brocade suddenly flew up from its hands, and spontaneously ignited without fire. In just a few breaths, it turned into a misty smoke, drifting away with the wind without a shadow.

……

……   White dew is frost, Yuehua is makeup

.   At the turn of day and night, the mountains are filled with mist, the sky is slightly bright, the white moon has not completely disappeared, the cold wind is attacking, and the flowers and plants in the valley are covered with cool dew. .

The fair and slender green jade fingers stretched out under the dark burqa, picked up a cluster of bright red petals full of morning dew, put it in front of the black robe and sniffed, a faint fragrance permeated the nose and mouth.

Cultivation has no sun and moon. Whenever the day and night rotate, it will pick the morning dew in this valley, absorb the faint glow of the sky, and nourish the true blood of the Dragon Palace planted in the depths of its soul. More than seventy years.

Over the past few decades, the landline of Zhuzi Yaoguo has been eroded by the Weiyuan Mountains and Seas. During the changes in the landscape, this ancient spiritual tree with a height of more than 20,000 zhang was regarded as the saint of the Mountains and Seas because of its ability to attract the spiritual energy of the heavens. New dojo.

The Yunque Cloud Palace on it has long since disappeared. The sage of the Mountain and Sea Realm used his great supernatural powers to move several majestic and beautiful mountain peaks, and even set up a protective spiritual array to cover the entire spiritual tree. The top of the mountain has become the most noble place in Weiyuan.

Today’s Weiyuan area is the former extreme northern border.

“Ji Qingchan.”

Hearing the voice calling to himself, he raised his head from among the flowers, and what caught his eye was a cold boy in a grosgrain robe with brocade and cloud patterns.

The bright red petals were scattered on the soil, and its slender white fingers were also hidden in the black robe again, and said, “Master Ji.”

“Send this to the Holy Palace of Mountains and Seas and hand it over to the Great Sage of Weiyuan.” Ji Yueyoun Flicking his sleeve robe, he condensed a jade token, his eyes were still cold and calm, and after decades of time, he never left a trace on his body.

“Okay.”

It stepped forward to take the jade tablet, was silent for a while, and said: “The sage of Weiyuan has been silent for decades, but now that he wakes up, he wants to sacrifice to the North Sea, so Ji Master needs to be more careful. “The

sage of Shanhaijing has not only survived the first calamity, the calamity of Yin Lei, but also the calamity of the second calamity.

No one knows why his cultivation speed is so terrifying. Even in this vast and endless world, there are very few creatures who can cross two calamities so quickly, reborn and become a great saint.

Ji Yuenian looked inexplicable and said, “Just go.”

Ji Qingchan raised her head and glanced at him, then turned around with the jade token in her hand, and the black-colored black burqa concealed all her emotions.

Seventy years ago, a piece of brocade with the word “preacher” appeared in front of him, and Ji Yuenian instantly thought of Mrs. Diyong, who was in the bottomless sky of the Void Mountains. She left behind the exact same brocade, and it was only one of them. The word “preacher”.

In Ji Yuenian’s guess, this strange and inexplicable Great Sage of Weiyuan should be the layout of the Putuo Holy Land in the South China Sea.

The meaning of its existence is only one, that is, to assist Wujing to become enlightened!

The only divine descendant left in the Taibai Divine Mansion in the Upper West Pole is Yuanjian. The reason why he went to the Taoguang Water Curtain at the bottom of Putuo was to meet Ji Zunshang, the Pearl Dragon who preached Putuo.

Under Zhangzhu Longji’s intervention, he protected the true spirits of the righteous gods in Taibai Divine Palace, but also left a grain of sand and let Yuanjian grant him everything he had learned in his life.

Although Ji Yuenian did not know about Yuanjian’s past, he learned many secrets of Buddhism and Taoism from the Taoists in Yuanqing.

The Weiyuan Mountain and Sea Realm was separated from the Beiju Luzhou Land Realm before, and it was only connected with the Beihai Sea Vessel, and was completely unsupervised by the guardian deities of the extreme northern border. The biggest reason for calamity and the calamity of hooking fire and mysterious silence.

If he fell directly on Beiju Luzhou, it would definitely attract the attention of the guardian of the heavens, so that after he became enlightened in the independent Weiyuan mountain and sea realm, he would return the mountain and sea realm to the earth vein, and this great saint of the Second Tribulation escaped all Supervision, openly entered the Beiju Continent.

The reason why the great sage of Weiyuan crossed the calamity of Yin and Lei creation and the calamity of hooking fire and mysterious silence in the mountains and seas was because Putuo sanctuary intervened. The technique of changing the soul, avoiding death and prolonging life” directly deprives the great sage of Weiyuan of his spiritual cultivation base and returns it to himself.

The real technique of “continuing the spirit and changing the life, avoiding death and prolonging the life” can not only increase the lifespan, but also strip away the cultivation base, which is extremely terrifying.

Thousands of thoughts flowed in his heart, Ji Yuenian stood quietly in the mountain stream, but the light in his eyes became more and more dim.

About Wu Jing, about Saint Weiyuan, all the clues can be linked together, the only one shrouded in fog… is only himself.

Decades ago, the Great Sage of Weiyuan assigned a peak above the tree crown to Ji Yuenian, which caused an uproar among countless creatures in the Weiyuan area. All of the gods have never won a place on the Great Sage Dojo. A creature from the extreme northern border can get such a favor, which makes these creatures in the Weiyuan realm unacceptable.

The holy decree was like the sky, and when the imperial decree was promulgated, no matter how reluctant these creatures in the Weiyuan realm were, they could not stop Ji Yuenian from taking a mountain in the Great Holy Dojo above the tree canopy.

“The current layout of the Holy Land of Putuo, whether it is the extreme northern border or the Weiyuan region, seems to have nothing to do with me, and the old man in commoner who has been looking for Wujing seems to have lost his voice,” Ji said. Yueyue’s thoughts flowed, but still couldn’t find a clue, “For the time being, wait until the six-hundred-year period expires, and then make plans.”

At this time, there is less than a year left until the six-hundred-year time limit.

The fog in the depths of the true spirit not only did not dissipate, but instead became thicker.

(End of this chapter)