Big Bodhi [The Great Enlightenment] - Chapter 406

[Chapter 397 Xianjun Zhenhai, monstrous hatred!]

“Master Ji.” The

strange voice immersed in the soul, Ji Yuenian looked sideways, Ji Qingchan stood quietly a few feet away, hidden in the wide black robe.

Her breath had already changed a little bit unknowingly.

Ji Yuenian didn’t pay too much attention to it, but carefully sensed the imprint of the soul on his wrist. After a few breaths, he finally made up his mind and said, “Return to the Northern Continent Realm immediately.”

The breath contained in it is already extremely Weak, the golden-robed youth in the real world of the Three Calamities Taiyi had obviously returned to Xuanhaitian.

Ji Yuenian was certain in his heart that he had already descended to the extreme northern border in his real body before, and it was absolutely impossible for him to appear again in a short period of time.

Ji Qingchan never spoke, but just followed behind silently.

Ji Yuenian reached out and pulled her robe sleeves, urging thirty-six transformation techniques, turning them into two swimming fish that could be seen everywhere, leaving the Suichuan Dark River and swimming in the direction of the Beihai Water Curtain.

When they arrived under the curtain of the North Sea, the body of the swimming fish that Ji Qingchan had transformed into was already glowing with red blood, wrapping himself and Ji Yuenian in it.

Ji Yuenian took Ji Qingchan through the water curtain, and the mysterious light lingered, the swimming fish turned into a bird, and flew hundreds of miles away, showing its true appearance.

“This is not the extreme northern border.”

Ji Yuenian looked around, and all he saw were lush, towering ancient trees. On the golden red sunlight.   Ji Qingchan said in a low voice, “Before passing through the water curtain, in my senses, this is the Weiyuan

realm, but I don’t know why it is here.”

Walking out from behind the giant tree, there was no trace of expression in his pale eyes, and he quietly looked towards this place.

In an instant, hundreds of terrifying creatures with sheep’s heads emerged one after another from the sides of the ancient trees in all directions, surrounding Ji Yuenian and Ji Qingchan.

Ji Qingchan let out a laugh and said, “These things that are neither demon nor ghost nor ghost are really stupid.” After

finishing her words, she gently opened her sandalwood mouth and let out a strange clear groan.

Long Yin.

Whether it is the Dragon Palace of the East Sea or the Dragon Palace of the North Sea, the pure blood of the real dragon that has been refined is exactly the same, and there is no difference.

After absorbing fifty drops of the blood of the real dragon, Ji Qingchan’s real dragon bloodline needs the blood source to be complete.

The translucent golden ripples swept across the four directions, and wherever the oscillating ripples passed, those terrifying demons with sheep’s heads collapsed to the ground silently, turning into fine white light and dissipating without a trace.   Ji Yuenian

stepped forward, stretched out his sleeves and grabbed some pale white light spots, felt a little bit, his expression became slightly cold, and said: “The strange death aura seems to come from the breath of the ghost.”

, He seemed to have thought of something, and when his mind moved, the pale white light spots between his fingers all collapsed, and he walked straight towards the depths of the ancient forest.

After walking a few hundred meters, he finally walked out of this strange forest, but what caught his eye was a gray and dilapidated ancient temple.

Under the gate of the gray-white palace, a sheep-headed monster with a height of several meters stood by the side and looked over coldly.

According to ancient records, there is a mountain of corpses on the bank of the East China Sea, stretching for more than 6,900 miles. Among them, there are monsters that can connect to the netherworld, with sheep-headed people. If they practice for a long time, they can even turn into real impermanent corpses.

“Little Highness, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

The voice of vicissitudes came from the gray-white temple, and the tall sheep-headed monster standing at the gate of the temple fell directly to the ground.

Under Ji Yuenian’s gaze, an extremely old sheep-headed monster came out of the temple gate, and looked at Ji Yuenian’s eyes full of disappointment.

Ji Yuenian looked at the sheep’s head monster’s strange face full of folds, the memories contained in the true spirit surged, and even his mind trembled a little.

The living beings in the Zhaoming Mountains.   The sheep-headed monster walked down the stone steps of the temple, looked at Ji Yuenian

carefully, and muttered: “It’s nine points similar to the little princess Ao Li. It is indeed the bloodline of the Third Highness.”

The blood of the true dragon, the third prince of the true dragon who entered the heaven, is called Ao Bing, and countless creatures in the East China Sea call him the third highness.

Prince Ao Bing was born by absorbing the innumerable dragon veins of the East China Sea. He was born with Su Hui, and with a hundred years of bone age, he was able to overcome the three disasters and calamities. Beyond the true dragon blood.

After breaking through the two realms again, the blood source of the self-refining immortal dragon was awarded the decree of the heavenly court, and he was named “the third prince of the real dragon of Zhenhai Xianjun in the extreme east of Shenzhou.”

The “Sheng Shenzhou” in its immortal taboos refers to Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The old sheep-headed monster walked in front of Ji Yuenian, thinking of the sadness, his voice subconsciously lowered: “His Third Highness is extremely arrogant and conceited, everything is undertaken by himself, and everything is hidden from beginning to end. The goddess Xuanyin and the little princess Ao Li were not allowed to leave the Zhaoming Mountains, and they never told the truth to the goddess Xuanyin until their death.”

“Before the incarnation of his dragon blood fell, he used his great supernatural powers. I moved my Shigao Mountain from the East China Sea to wait for the awakening of the little princess Ao Li, while I still stayed in the Zhaoming Mountains until the mountain collapsed, and then returned to the edge of the North Sea. The mountain of corpses.” The

sheep-headed monster’s expression became more and more gloomy, and he said slowly: “I never imagined that the little princess Ao Li also died of the true spirit, and now I am about to be reincarnated, if not a few days ago Goulian Lihen sensed your aura, and I have already given up this wreckage.”

Lihen was the treasure that Prince Ao Bing made by himself with the real water of the Tianhe River, and bestowed it on Princess Ao Li.

Ji Yuenian was silent for a long time, and said: “What happened to the third highness?”

“Now you are not even an ant, so what if you know about it?” The sheep-headed monster glanced at him and shook his head, “Also, aren’t you afraid?”

Ji Yuenian’s pupils faintly With a whirlpool of azure blue, he whispered: “If I don’t know what happened in the past, how can I take over this karma?”

The creature most closely linked to Ji Yuenian’s karma is Zhao Yinyue, and Zhao Yinyue is Prince Ao Bing The only direct bloodline.

If this period of cause and effect is not resolved, Ji Yuenian cannot truly become enlightened.

The sheep-headed monster glanced at him, and there was a faint glimmer of light in the dirty and gray pupils, and said: “After the third highness was decreed by the heavenly court as ‘the third prince of the real dragon of the Xianjun Zhenhai Zhenhai in the extreme east of Shenzhou’, not only in the East China Sea The prestige in the palace is increasing day by day, and there are even many heavenly blessed places and holy places of Yuanjiao, and there are many creatures in Dongsheng Shenzhou who have set up tablets for His Royal Highness and worshiped them day and night.”

Speaking of this, the expression of the sheep-headed monster gradually changed. Get resentful.

“I never thought that there was actually a ‘Third Prince’ with a great background in the Heavenly Court that day. Because he was dissatisfied with the immortal taboos of the Third Highness, he was actually entangled with many demons, demons and gods with deep backgrounds, and he was ruthless!

” Under the gaze of countless creatures in the East China Sea, His Royal Highness, who was in charge of the first real palace of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, was surrounded and killed by countless gods and ghosts!”

“Under the battle to the death, the real palace of the East China Sea was washed with blood!”

” Not only was His Highness smashed to pieces, but his true spirit was also slaughtered!”

“After this, those demons, gods and ghosts still did not let go of his body, not only draining the blood of the immortal dragon, but also stripping the heavenly gold. The skin, even pulled out thirty-three flesh and blood fairy tendons, and sucked the marrow of the keel!” The

sheep-headed monster knelt on the ground, two lines of bright red blood tears flowed from the godless eyes, and wept lowly: “Your Highness. There was an ominous premonition, and the goddess Xuanyin and the little princess Ao Li were imprisoned in Zhaoming Mountain by the East China Sea in advance, and they separated a dragon blood incarnation to accompany them. It has been hidden for tens of thousands of years!”

“The remaining power of the dragon blood incarnation is gradually exhausted, but no one among us dares to tell the truth about the goddess Xuanyin. Until the collapse of the Zhaoming Mountain, the goddess fell, and she didn’t know where the third highness went…”

Sheepshou The monster clung to Ji Yuenian’s shoulder and cried out, “In that day, in the Heavenly Court, an order was issued afterwards, saying that His Highness Yansan has committed a crime of deceiving the sky, and it should be punished according to the rules of the sky!”

“Donghai Zhengong !” When tens of billions of innocent beings were washed with blood, where was the rule of heaven!?”

“Under the eyes of the public, when the body of such a proud and conceited Third Highness was swallowed alive, and when the face of the East China Sea was trampled into the soil, the rule of heaven was broken again. Where is it!?”

“Princess Ao Li did not dare to face these cruel and terrifying truths, and chose to die.”

“Back then, the Goddess Xuanyin was protecting me with the original divine power of ancient natural gods, and let me wait. Waiting for the living beings in the Zhaoming Mountains to survive, but I wait… how dare I forget the slightest bit!?”

“I have waited until now, even if it is used as a chess piece by the Buddhist Origin Sect!” The

old sheep-headed monster trembled and wept. , roared in a low voice: “Little Highness, with such a monstrous hatred, if you don’t snow, can you be a son of man?”

(End of this chapter)