The Great Enlightenment

South China Sea.

The sea breeze suddenly picked up, the rain intensified, and the side of the cold reef was covered with wet moss. Ji Yuenian looked around in a daze, and the memories deep in the true spirit came one after another.

Under this huge reef is the place where the girl in the satin skirt with green lotus petals practiced the "Prajna Heart Sutra".

The roaring tide rose and fell, as if nothing had changed, but after the girl was missing, everything seemed to have lost its vitality, only the numb repetition day after day, repeating the deep memory of the true spirit Scenes that are imprinted everywhere.

"she……"

When Ji Yuenian walked to the back of the reef, what he saw was still the surging tide.

After a long silence, Ji Yuenian lowered his eyes slightly, thinking of the scene when he practiced "Finding the moon in the water and looking for flowers in the mirror".

Back then in the torrential rain, under the icy rocks, she stretched out her hands to brush the wet hair that was hanging down her forehead, and quietly looked at Ji Yuenian who was stunned in place.

She is proud, lonely, full of the world, but she is not at all close.

She just walked over the reef, lowered her body by the sea, stretched out her small white hands and submerged in the cold sea water, fished out at random, and then fished out the true spirit of Kamitra, who was silent in an unknown place.

"Boundless Avalokitesvara...seeking the moon in the water...looking for flowers in the mirror..."

The remnants of light and shadow memories flowed, and Ji Yue walked across the reef and walked to the bank of the tide while murmuring young, and his mind was full of traces of this psychic power.

Suddenly, Ji Yuenian stretched out his sleeve robe, lowered his body slightly, and submerged his pale and slender palms into the bone-cold sea water.

"Looking for the moon in the water, looking for flowers in the mirror."

The snow-robed boy's cold and sweet voice lingered, his white fingers were put together, and he held a handful of seawater in front of him.

The sound of the wind gradually died down, and the world seemed to have fallen into silence.

The handful of seawater gradually distorted, with dots of light white brilliance escaping out, which is extremely miraculous.

The sea breeze picked up suddenly, and the sound of the roar of the waves came to the ears again.

The rays of light drifted away, condensing into a magnificent white halo, exuding an icy aura that could freeze everything.

"What is this?"

Ji Yuenian held the blazing white halo, feeling a little uneasy in the depths of his mind.

After a few breaths, all the pale white halos were condensed into a three-foot-long icy snow sword.

"Did the saying 'Looking for the moon in the water, looking for flowers in the mirror' actually lead me to fish out a Luoxue Excalibur?"

Ji Yuenian frowned slightly, and the sense of uneasiness in his mind grew stronger.

The aura of this sword is no different from that of the Luoxue Excalibur, but there is an extra sense of weirdness for no reason. It seems that under the frosty aura, there is a unparalleled fierce sword that is most sinister and evil.

hum!
The sword sounded suddenly!

Ji Yuenian held the three-foot snow sword upside down, feeling the humming sound from it, his expression was extremely dignified.

This type of mental power was created by the Venerable Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and the only time he performed it in front of Ji Yuenian, he fished out the true spirit of a true Arhat.

No matter how Ji Yuenian used this supernatural power before, he didn't gain much. Only once did he fish out a strand of hair from the depths of the wheel, and since then, this supernatural power has never entered the country again.

Now, after his mental cultivation has broken through, he has actually obtained such an extremely strange "Luoxue Divine Sword". Even though Ji Yuenian's mental state of cultivation is already as high as the sky, he can't maintain absolute peace at this time.

While the robe sleeves were fluttering, Ji Yuenian held the slightly trembling three-foot snow sword and pulled the sword flower, vaguely aware of the strange aura coming from the depths of the sword spirit.

"Since that's the case, I will call you 'Shen Shuang' in response to the name of 'Luo Xue'."

Staring down at the long sword for a long time, Ji Yuenian finally shook his head slightly, holding "Shen Shuang" upside down, and gently closed his eyes.

After a few breaths, the light and shadow beside him gradually shattered, and the whole world shattered in an instant.

The name of the sword is Shen Shuang.