The stone embryo origin energy around Qing Di slowly dissipated, his heart was full of fear, and his expression was extremely horrified!
If the origin of the Qingling Stone Fetus had not forcibly shifted the position of her soul, the sword rainbow just now would have cut into the depths of her soul!
Hundreds of feet away, a beautiful young man wearing a black robe with gold threads stepped out of nothingness step by step, looking coldly at the girl in the green skirt, the tip of the frost sword he held spitting out sharp and cold blazing energy. Bai Jianguang!
"The mood of a living being can change thousands of times at any time and at any time, and there is never a fixed number. This is the "source of the mind" mentioned by the Infinite Guanyin Bodhisattva. I have never really understood this before, until this moment. ..."
Ji Yuenian stared at the girl in the green skirt, his eyes full of cold frost and snow, without any extra thoughts left, "The Buddha's soul, which was refined with nine rays of Buddha's light, dispersed in Nirvana, and was replaced by the soul taken from the true spirit." On top of that, the invisible and insubstantial soul of the heart, this matter is all thanks to your Qingling Origin Qi."
After saying this, the dark black gold thread robe he was wearing melted away, and was replaced by a snow-striped fairy robe with fluttering sleeves!
In the depths of his eyes, there is also a translucent heart source vortex that flows and appears, exuding a magical and twisted true light every moment!
At the same time, he held the Chenshuang long sword and made a sword flower. The unstable space around him surged and shattered. The terrifying power of the Realm of the Great True King swept across all directions and rose into the sky!
boom!
Unexpectedly, an indescribable brilliant white sword rainbow fell across, directly shattering the Qingling light curtain around the girl in the green skirt, sending her flying thousands of feet away, and smashing countless Yunque Immortal Pavilions in succession!
Ji Yuenian stood in the sky holding a sword, looking down at the surging fairy clouds where the girl in the green skirt fell, and said softly: "Flute Dance Goddess, before you were practicing in the realm of the Great True Monarch, bless the Qingling Origin Qi to Only by ascending to the upper realm of Lingxiao can I easily suppress my realm of Hunyuan Zhenxuan. Now that you and I are so different in cultivation, can you still be as light-hearted as you were before?"
A moment later, the girl in the green skirt swung up between the collapsing clouds in embarrassment. Her face was pale, and there was still a bit of shock in her expression: "After the soul was shattered, you actually reborn a heart-source soul. What's more, Breaking through the realm of Hunyuan and ascending to the level of the Great True Lord!"
With his mind trembling repeatedly, Qing Di had already lost his solitary fighting spirit of either life or death.
The frosty snow in Ji Yuenian's eyes became more and more gloomy. He stopped speaking and just held the long sword of frost and slashed at the girl in the green skirt again!
This sword is different from the previous two swords. The blazing white sword light is mixed with scarlet blood, and is also mixed with Shen Shuang's mournful cry, with its deep hatred for the culprit of Luoxue Divine Sword's collapse. Under the crazy roar of the sword, it almost tore apart the endless void in this world!
The twisted sword light roared and tore, instantly cutting through the overlapping light curtains that emerged around the girl in the green skirt. Under her horrified pale face, she directly twisted her stone body into pieces. Shattered light and shadow!
In just a moment, dozens of increasingly powerful sword lights swirled up, penetrating the sky and the earth, strangling the Qingling Source Qi that the girl in the green skirt broke out without any blind spots!
The sword light dissipated, and Shen Shuang's long sword surrounded the snow-robed boy and buzzed with joy, as if he was extremely happy.
It wasn't until a piece of ordinary bluestone emerged from the depths of the fairy cloud that Chen Shuang's long sword stopped trembling and let out a clear and sweet sword whistle.
Ji Yuenian glanced at it, and then looked at the silent bluestone.
It is difficult for the stone body of heaven and earth to truly fall. As long as there is a trace of Qi movement, it will be reborn and rise to the ninth level of heaven again.
Clang!
The sound of the Chenshuang long sword sounded a little anxious, but it could only surround Ji Yuenian, not daring to disturb him in the slightest.
After a few breaths of silence, Ji Yuenyan brushed the sleeves of his snow-stained robe, and bits and pieces of Buddha's light began to escape, and whispered: "If this is the case, then the true practice of deep Prajnaparamita lasts for a long time, and when all five aggregates are empty, they will not fall on me. The appearance of people, living beings, and longevity is called the emptiness of all dharmas..."
As the "Prajna Heart Sutra" is recited, the golden Buddha's light falls on the bluestone, gradually turning it from reality to emptiness, and will soon join the scattered golden light.
Annihilated among the heavy clouds.
Suddenly, the golden light of the "Prajna Heart Sutra" disintegrated, and the bluestone stopped becoming empty and solidified again.
Ji Yuenian frowned slightly and stopped reciting Buddhist scriptures. The true light of his heart flowed in his eyes, looking towards the void beside the blue stone.
The wall of nothingness slowly twisted, and finally condensed into an old man with white hair and a childlike face, appearing among the clouds of fairy light.
Ji Yuenian's soul trembled slightly, and he vaguely sensed a sense of crisis that he had never experienced before. He looked calm and said, "Who are you?"
The old man with white hair and childlike face casually put the bluestone behind him into his sleeve, and said with a smile: "I don't have a name, but someone once called me a "stone thrower". Many stones in the three realms of heaven and earth were thrown by me. "
Ji Yuenian looked carefully at the unpredictable old man in front of him and remained silent.
The slinger touched his snow-white beard, glanced at Ji Yuenian, and said: "These scattered stone bodies of heaven and earth were left by Empress Nuwa to mend the sky. They were born with great luck to protect themselves. No one can really crush them." Mie, when that spiritual bright stone wreaked havoc on the world, didn’t you still live a carefree life in the end?”
Ji Yuenian's mind was spinning, and he was sure that the stone-thrower was a creature that he could never defeat, so he asked: "I dare to ask the immortal, why do you want to throw so many stone fetuses in the three realms of heaven and earth? Why do you want to throw stones now?" Take it back? After taking it back, where will the Immortal go?"
The slinger waved his hand and said with a smile: "With your current cultivation, you are far from qualified to know these secrets of the world. I can only tell you that no matter what cause and effect there is between this bluestone and you, it will disappear from now on, even if there is a cause and effect thereafter. When we meet again, it will be difficult for her to remember the past with you."
After saying this, the slinger ignored Ji Yuenian, his figure gradually faded, and he left here quietly.
Ji Yuenian stood there, looking at the East Immortal Courtyard that was shattered in front of him, feeling slightly absent-minded.
The Cursed Realm collapsed faster and faster, and was already approaching thousands of feet in front of him. Ji Yuenian came back to his senses and no longer stayed here, but stepped into the sky with the Chenshuang sword. Go up, under the shroud of the true light of the heart, through the twisted Jiuhua Realm, and walk towards the earthly realm.
Clang!
While the sword screamed, the power of the twelfth yin flowed out from the evil sword of Shen Shuang, protecting Ji Yuenian through the roaring and shattering realm, walking out of the void, and landing on the nine realms of the realm. Above the Huashan realm.
As soon as he appeared, many gods from the Jiuhua Mountain Realm reacted, and countless eyes turned towards this place!
A moment later, the frightened and angry sounds of many gods in the sky came and went, and the noise started!
"The origin of the mountain world is trembling crazily!"
"Could it be related to this creature that suddenly appeared!"
"I know this person, he is the one who escaped the previous time!"
"It's such an obstacle!"
"This guy killed many heavenly gods before, but he escaped in the end!"
"We have already reported to the Tang Dynasty and summoned the gods from all directions to wait here just to destroy this beast!"
The strong winds in the mountain world roared and roared, and the sleeves of the snow-striped fairy clothes were fluttered up. Ji Yuenian held a three-foot snow sword and looked up at the many gods of the Jiuhua Mountain world who were coming one after another. His expression was cold and he spoke softly. He said: "Previously, when I appeared here, I only killed a protector god. Now that I have broken through the catastrophe, I will send you to sleep with me in this ancient mountain world."
The Lingxiao spirit who was at the highest point looked down at Ji Yuenian with great anger and roared: "Ultimately arrogant! Gods from all directions listen to my order! Destroy this evil barrier to destroy the soul and crush the true spirit!"
