The Great Enlightenment

Chapter 546
"Ninth Buddha, please stop."

While the female fairy of Xichi laughed lightly, a violent vortex of cloud and air appeared in front of the two of them. This vortex was born on the Yunbi of Yaotai. many!
Ji Yuenian obviously noticed this, and he turned his head to look at the fairy Xichi, and what he saw was still her gentle and beautiful smiling face.

The female fairy of Xichi raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "If the Ninth Buddha is not willing to try this Yaotai Yunbi, at this moment, I will send the sound transmission to the Heavenly God of Jingbi, and guide the Ninth Buddha to enter."

Under the superimposition of hundreds of layers of clouds and mist, its terrifying power is unimaginable.

Ji Yuenian quietly watched the turbulent cloud vortex, still silent.

The female fairy of Xichi expected that Ding Ji Yuenian would never dare to go to this fatal situation, and she could condense the sound transmission fairy spell while dancing lightly with her slender white hands, her eyes were a little proud, and she said with a smile: "Why, the ninth Is Buddha going to give up trying, this Yaotai Yunbi is indeed..."

Before his words fell, he stopped abruptly.

The handsome young man in black and gold thread forging robe walked past her, his cold eyes glanced at her quietly, his long jet-black hair fluttered in the blazing wind, and he walked straight into the room. In the cloud vortex.

Fairy Xichi stood alone on the Ziqi Immortal Platform, surrounded by violently turbulent clouds and mists in all directions. She stared blankly at the extremely distorted cloud vortex in front of her, and she never really came back to her senses after a long time.

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The sky and the earth are dark and gloomy, the wind howls and howls, and all the spirits in the world are looking for a place to shelter from the wind, so as not to be killed by the celestial phenomena of the wind.

The madly roaring violent wind swept across Jiangtuo Mansion, but the underground secret pavilion of an ordinary family was extremely quiet, almost unaffected by the wind.

The white and slender fingers stretched out from the sleeves, and lifted off the large black robe that covered him. The cold and ethereal voice sounded even more pleasant in the quiet dark room: "Ji Yuenian, what's wrong with you?"

Without the concealment of the black robe, the young girl's celestial beauty, which is enough to close the moon and sink a fish, is fully revealed.

In the dim candlelight trembling, the beauty is like a flame.

Ji Yuenian sat beside her, stared at her blankly, and said, "It was you."

Ji Qingchan raised her eyes and glanced at him, and smiled with her bright red and soft lips, Qingling's pleasant voice became even lower: "What are you talking about?"

The girl's clear voice lingered in her ears, and the candlelight in the dark room vibrated more and more violently. Even though several gates were separated, one could still vaguely hear the howling of the strong wind above.

"Ji Yue Nian."

As the girl danced lightly with her bare hands, there was a vague celestial phenomenon and mysterious light that diffused into her fingers, but after a few breaths of work, she wove the mysterious light flow wrapped around her fingers into a string of snow jade bead chains.

She pulled Ji Yuenian's robe sleeves, ran across his fingers with soft and warm fingertips, and clasped the snow jade bead chain on his wrist, a magnificent red halo appeared in the depths of her eyes, " What happened to you?"

Ji Yuenian lowered his eyes, looked at the chain of snow jade beads that faintly glowed with a blazing white mysterious light, with a somewhat perplexed expression, and murmured: "The so-called fog of heart barrier is actually like this..."

The vast amount of cloud and mist gathered by the female fairy of Xichi painstakingly made the fog of heart barrier that appeared in Ji Yuenian completely close to reality, without any falsehood at all.

Ji Qingchan gently clasped his wrist, Zhenshou moved a little closer, the crystal clear white earlobes were already stained with a little blush, and the jet-black hair fell onto Ji Yuenian's shoulders, "Heart Obstacle fog, is this place just a trance dream?"

Above the dark pavilion, the blazing gust of wind was still howling and raging, and the strange hissing sound of Feng Jie faintly spread into the depths of the soul.

But in the dark pavilion, there are candles flickering, and there is a reassuring tranquility.

She is really too smart and transparent, just from Ji Yuenian's few words, many thoughts and guesses have been born out of thin air.

The girl's pleasant fragrance filled her mouth and nose, and Ji Yuenian's eyes were extremely stunned, and she said softly, "Ji Qingchan, I have something to ask you."

"It's only been a few tens of breaths of time, but you seem to be a different person. Such a gentle tone surprised me," the girl said with a chuckle, her eyes filled with bright red halo were very close to Ji Yuenian's face , "Let's talk and listen."

The flickering of the candlelight eased a little, and the girl's fair and slender fingertips glowed with soft red makeup. She casually took a strand of black hair and twirled it between her fingers.

Ji Yuenian was silent for a long time, until the strand of black hair on her finger had been wrapped dozens of times before she said: "It's useless to ask about knowing the result, so I won't ask any more."

The blue hair wrapped around her fingers stopped, and the girl raised her eyes to look at him lightly, and said, "Ji Yuenian, tell me the truth, what's wrong?"

Ji Yuenian's expression became more and more bewildered, and he said in a low voice: "At this moment, the dark pavilion in Jiangtuo's mansion is the scene of more than a thousand years ago."

There was a little smile in Ji Qingchan's clear eyes, and said: "So, you have fallen into an illusion, and the place you are now is where the illusion is. Right?"

Ji Yuenian was silent.

While the candlelight was trembling, the girl sat up straight, let her long black hair hang down, and said with a smile, "Have you thought about how to break through the maze?"

Ji Yuenian looked at Ji Qingchan steadily, nodded slightly, and then shook his head slightly.

Ji Qingchan smiled lightly and said: "It seems that such mental barriers are really simple. One is to forcibly break through the fog by relying on the cultivation of the supreme state of mind. Now that you can perceive that you are in an illusion, you already have a good state of mind. Because, it is not enough to break through this situation."

After a pause, the girl's cold and clear voice came to my ears again, "The second is to erase the mental barriers in the mist, and the illusion will be broken by itself."

After saying this, Ji Qingchan stretched out a jade finger like a green onion, and stroked her slender and fair neck, the smile in her eyes became more obvious, "Ji Yuenian, don't tell me, you can't do it."

The candle light flickered, Ji Yuenian looked at the girl who was close at hand, and said, "If I really go back to this moment more than a thousand years ago, I will take action."

There is still half a sentence left, and he has not finished speaking.

A scene imprinted in the memory of the true spirit surged from the depths of my mind.

More than a thousand years ago, in the Jiangtuo Mansion, outside the Mangshan Ghost Mansion, in the twisted nothingness, there was also Ji Qingchan in front of him.

In a trance, the girl's black hair like a waterfall of blue hair gradually blurred, and finally turned into bright red spots of light and collapsed, but in an instant, Ji Qingchan had dissipated into countless magnificent spots of light from the beginning to the end, condensed into A translucent butterfly light and shadow, the butterfly light and shadow kept flapping its wings, sprinkling brilliant light streams in the darkness, beautiful and light.

During the flashing light, the bright red butterfly fluttered and danced between Ji Yuenian's fingers, just like when the mountains and seas in Weiyuan first saw each other, like a phoenix piercing through a deep valley, like a dragonfly flying over water, like a luan swimming in a sea of ​​clouds Duanmei, as bright as a butterfly dancing with a peach blossom.

Memories of the past flashed by in an instant, Ji Yuenian suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the girl in front of him, and said, "You gave up your own reincarnation and used the power of the celestial phenomena to send me to the seal of the imperial water god. Since then, it has truly dissipated between the heavens and the earth. If I attack you at this time, there will be no time for my mental state to break through."

Ji Qingchan's eyes were as light and quiet as autumn water, and her cold and clear voice was extremely pleasant: "Although I don't know what happened after that, since I made such a choice at that time, it proves that you have encountered an irresistible crisis. If you are gone, what is the use of my reincarnation?"

After a few breaths of silence, the girl looked at Ji Yuenian quietly, and said with a smile: "If one day I really have the chance to reincarnate, but you are no longer in this world, then I would rather live forever and sink into obscurity."

(End of this chapter)