Big Bodhi [The Great Enlightenment] - Chapter 399

[Chapter 390 Luan travels in the sea of clouds, dances with butterflies and peach blossoms]

. Ji Qingchan walked through the quiet winding mountain road and stopped in front of the Zijin Palace halfway up the mountain.

Shanhai Holy Palace.

It is very quiet here. There is only one girl standing under the gate of the palace. When I saw Ji Qingchan at this time, the girl didn’t seem surprised and said with a smile: “The Great Sage of Weiyuan is repairing the Guanxia Pavilion, so I will lead you to the front. Go.”

Ji Qingchan’s appearance was all hidden under the black robe, she nodded slightly, and said, “It’s hard work.” The

girl led Ji Qingchan into the Holy Mountain and Sea Palace, passed through several inner palace palaces one after another, and walked out one. Behind the door of the side hall, the eyes suddenly brightened, and what caught my eye was the rippling lotus pond on the cliff.

A pavilion stands beside the Qing Pond, and the Great Sage of Weiyuan stands in the pavilion with his hands behind his back, staring at the rolling green lotus leaves in the Qing Pond.

The leading girl had already retreated unknowingly. Before Ji Qingchan walked to Guanxia Pavilion, she took out the jade plaque and said, “Sage of

Weiyuan.” The great sage of Weiyuan retracted his gaze from the Qingchi and looked at its pitch-black burqa. , smiled and said: “Go in.”

Ji Qingchan was slightly startled, and said: “What does the great sage mean?” The

great sage Weiyuan pointed to the jade card in his hand, and said: “You are born out of a ghost, Although it has been reborn and condensed, it still has some residual power of celestial phenomena, Ji Yuenian asked you to come here, just to borrow my lotus clear pond to wash your true form.”

Although Ji Qingchan did not know about Ji Yuenian and his relationship with The secret between the great sages of Weiyuan, but also realized some clues at this time, while the thoughts flowed in his heart, he walked along the stone steps into the clear pool.

The Great Sage of Weiyuan is very different from the other creatures who have entered the three major calamities. Not only does he act strangely, but he almost never makes a move. He only made one move seventy years ago, suppressing the collapse of the mind of the lord of the Zhu Zi Yao Kingdom.

Countless creatures in the Weiyuan realm would not know at all that this Great Saint of the Second Tribulation, who led them back to the Northern Territory realm, was just a weak chess piece.

The water in the clear lotus pond surged, and as the blue light circulated, it turned into a swirling water curtain that was hundreds of feet high, shrouding Ji Qingchan in it.

I don’t know when, the Great Sage of Weiyuan has already left here, and there is only a slowly rotating vortex of clear water in the clear lotus pond.

Under the shackles of the palm ghost and fairy talisman, Ji Qingchan was born with a celestial body and a ghost, and also has the blood of the real dragon of the East China Sea Dragon Palace as the source. Now, using the lotus clearing pond of the Great Sage of Weiyuan to wash the real form, it is enough to get rid of it completely. The residual power of celestial phenomena makes the soul more pure and unsullied.

Surrounded by water and light, the black robe he was wearing fell down, like a waterfall of blue silk flying, picking up the scattered clear pond spirits in the vortex of the water curtain. Crossing the water is like a luan swimming in the sea of clouds, like a butterfly dancing a peach blossom.

I don’t know how long it took, the lotus clear pond gradually returned to calm, she stepped on the rippling blue waves with her bare jade feet, and when her thoughts moved, a mysterious black light flowed out around her, recondensed a large black robe, and hid herself in the into it.

“The Kingdom of Yuan Yan, the Great Imperial Sect.” In the

murmur, Ji Qingchan walked out of the lotus clear pond. Under the cover of the dark sleeve robe, the fair and slender fingers of the green jade were gently twisted, and a magnificent blushing appeared between them. The halo condensed a six-petal flower.

After the terrestrial pulse of Weiyuan was stable, under the command of Yuanjun Swallowing Moon, tens of thousands of Taiyu Shengzong souls in Yushui Tianzhu were entrusted to Yuanyan’s hometown, named the country of Yuanyan, and rebuilt Taiyu. Royal Sect.

Although the Kingdom of Yuanyan has inherited all the resources of the Six Mountains and Three Realms of the Taiyu Shengzong, there is no living being in the realm of the Divine Palace and Suling. on the head of Chen Tongxuan.

The realm master Shenmu and the mountain masters were all from the half-step shrine. After the establishment of the Kingdom of Yuanyan, the remaining tens of thousands of disciples scattered and gathered around the former mountain masters, gradually forming one after another. independent dojo.

Although it is called Taiyu Shengzong, its essence has long been torn apart, and the cause and effect between Yuanyan Territory and Jiyuenian have almost been resolved.

Ji Qingchan went to the country of Yuanyan to completely cut off the only remaining strand of cause and effect.

…

The country of Yuanyan, Qingluo Palace.   Shen Mu Shangzhen stretched out his sleeves and held up

a cup of spiritual tea, took a sip, and smiled sideways: “Brother Xuehe, I think you are a little restless, but why?”

Before walking to the palace gate, looking down at the bustling Qingluo giant city, he sighed and said: “Decades have passed, the Taiyu Sect has already existed in name only, and the current country of Yuanyan is not a complete sect at all. ”

The realm of Yuan Yan’s country is quite vast, and it has been divided into more than ten territories. Shen Mu Shangzhen, who was once the master of Qingluo realm, one of the three realms, was naturally assigned to a vast realm. Under this, the Qingluo Giant City was established.

Shen Mushang really shook his head and said with a smile: “As long as I have no shortage of spiritual resources, whether it is a sect, an aristocratic family, or a city of cultivation, what is the essential difference?”

Ji Suming was about to speak, He seemed to feel something in his heart, and turned his head to look at the majestic True Hall on the side of Qingluo Palace.

That real hall is called Tongming Hall. Among the more than ten territories of Yuanyan Kingdom, there are exactly the same Tongming Zhendian, which enshrines the true image of Tongming Son.

Although Ji Yuenian has already broken into the realm of the shrine and the spirit, many creatures in the country of Yuanyan still pass down the honorary title of “Sacred Son of Tongming” as a symbol.

If there is no Ji Yuenian, the only tens of thousands of souls remaining in the Taiyu Shengzong have long been extinct on the banks of the Lanjiang River, and they have been annihilated into dust.

Before the Hall of Illumination, there was a strange black light flowing out of nothingness, and in a moment, a figure hidden by a large black robe condensed.

Shen Mu Shangzhen and Ji Suming felt a little bit, and couldn’t help but glance at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in the other’s eyes.   Ji Suming waved his sleeves and put down an insulating light curtain with a radius of 100 meters, and said solemnly towards the black-robed figure: “I don’t know where the Taoist friend came from, and he broke into the

Qingluo Palace without saying hello. What do you want?”

The black-robed figure glanced at him and said, “Are you the Blood River Loose Cultivator Ji Suming?”

Its voice has a very strong sense of cold and soaking, and it is very strange. It seems to be directly transmitted to the depths of the soul of the soul.

Ji Suming was silent for a while, then nodded and said, “I am Ji Suming, I don’t know my friend…”

Before he could finish his words, the figure in the black robe flung his sleeve robe lightly, and threw a bright red petal that covered it. The point between Ji Suming’s eyebrows.

Ji Suming’s expression changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to take the petal, but before his fingers touched his forehead, the petal soaked in and directly penetrated into the shrine.

The black-robed figure ignored him, but turned slightly to the side and swept out a mysterious light towards the Tongming Hall, distorting his figure, and disappeared in front of the True Hall in a moment.

The little flower between his fingers had only five petals left.

(End of this chapter)