820. Bodhi Taixuan

Style: Fantasy Author: The prosperous Tang Dynasty has no nightWords: 2538Update Time: 24/01/18 14:57:44
The wind and sand are rolling in, and the spiritual light is pouring out.

The two women looked at each other, like the sun and moon hanging side by side.

Pei Xihe looked at Taishang Wuzheng, with nothing but clarity in his eyes.

"I won."

The lunar sun and the lunar sun coexist in the world, and they alternate and rotate, creating the distinction between day and night in thousands of worlds, never appearing differently.

Taishang Wuzheng's silver eyes trembled slightly, and his heart was naturally not as calm as his face. The hundred-year agreement was finally lost, even though he had expected it, but it was still hard to reconcile.

She sighed, raised her lips and said, "Do you know why I arranged so many things to attract Han Minglou to kill you? It's not just that I want to survive."

Pei Xihe looked at Taishang Wuzheng frankly. The aura around him became stronger and stronger, but the look in his eyes was gentle.

She found an opportunity and suddenly realized what the real "one" was, breaking through the bottleneck in front of her, and the decline of the five gods and humans also followed.

This small five-point decomposition means that the sound of music cannot be heard, the body's light suddenly disappears, the body is bathed in water, and the situation is lingering, and the eyes are blinking.

It seems complicated, but in fact, at the moment of breaking through the realm, the cultivator has to embark on a reverse journey of independent cause and effect, breaking away from the control of heaven. Therefore, the "wrath of heaven" uses the power to forcibly cut off the life source of the cultivator, causing him to die from exhaustion. The Tao Fruit perished.

As for Pei Xihe, who possesses the blood of the demon god, his life source is really strong and has a natural advantage. All the treasures he had taken in the Kunmi realm were used to fight against this "natural decline" power.

Therefore, she still had the energy to talk to Taishang Wuzheng.

Pei Xihe followed up her words and replied: "I would like to hear the details."

Taishang Wuzheng tightened his grip on Chunyi Wushengdi and said slowly: "Because I am unwilling."

"My Taoist name is Zhenfan, an ancient prodigy who possesses Hunyuan Qi and cultivates both spirits and demons. I am self-proclaimed, and I have this capital. After practicing for more than two thousand years, I was promoted to the third extreme realm. When I first broke through the realm, I was named Ranked third on the immortal list."

"But I became a pawn just because of you."

"Pei Xihe, tell me, should I hate you?"

Pei Xihe's eyelashes trembled and he replied calmly: "If it were me, I would naturally hate him."

This is undoubtedly the flying phoenix flying in the sky, with its wings broken off, demoted to the mortal world, and its pride shattered.

She thought about it and realized that Taishang Wuzheng once said that the innate energy in Han Minglou had another origin, and that it was not important to him, so she suddenly asked.

"It's the existence behind Han Minglou who manipulates you into a chess piece."

Taishang Wuzheng's turbulent mood gradually calmed down. At this moment, a bright smile appeared on his face as bright as the moon, and he nodded.

"O Him, ineffable."

"You will eventually be found by Him."

Taishang Wuzheng stood up from his cross-legged position, approached Pei Xihe, stretched out his hands to hug her, and touched her forehead. His body emitted a fluorescent silver glow and blended into his mud balls.

"I am not a good person if I am Taishang Wuzheng, but in this life I can afford to take it and let it go, and I will lose cleanly when I lose."

"His existence is indescribable, so I will tell you through these original spiritual fragments."

She let go of Pei Xihe in front of her. Now that he had reached the critical moment of overcoming the five declines of Xiaoxiao, the aura in his body became more and more majestic and astonishing, and it seemed that he was about to reach a peak.

At this time, Taishang Wuzheng's spiritual phantom body, which had been quite solidified due to the nourishment of his original soul in recent years, became insubstantial and whispered with a smile.

"It's the last, I'll just help you once."

Because Pei Xihe and the mysterious little fox were still at a low level, they were not as good as her third-level perception, so they naturally couldn't detect them. Today, the Taiguang Heaven Realm is under the blockade of the Heavenly Lords from other heaven realms, and it seems that they are waiting for them to use their secret skills to break through the realm.

She didn't know what exactly happened, but it was coming fiercely, as if someone was watching this place, as if they were waiting for some opportunity.

Obviously he came for Pei Xihe.

Taishang Wuzheng guessed that they did not take action immediately, perhaps because they were wary of the Heavenly Lord of the Golden Crow lineage who might be hiding behind Pei Xihe. And more importantly, it should be the rules between the major heavenly realms.

The nine heavenly realms are independent of each other, but if there are too many existences like Tianzun and they want to come across the realm, they will inevitably start to imagine a 'celestial war'.

Now they are just a group of old foxes who want to play "catching turtles in an urn".

Taishang Wuzheng held the Chunyi Wusheng flute, and he sensed that the Qi Jue Tianzun from the Daqian Dynasty was rushing towards here. He made several space jumps and seemed to be very eager.

She touched the flute with her lips and made a sound with the vibration.

The business is booming and the blue water is flowing.

The invisible sound turned into tangible runes. If you look closely, it is clearly the Sanskrit seal of Buddhism. This song is full of compassion and makes people feel calm. The condensed Sanskrit sound also emits a light golden glow. It's like rounds of warm sunshine shining on the world.

In Shouyi City, although those resentful ghosts were retreating steadily, they were still brave. Now that the golden light of Buddhism illuminated them, the black mist wrapped around them melted away like snow.

Gradually, a gray-white mist-like halo rose up in the city, transforming into the appearance of the deceased.

After being refined in the Heavenly Blood Soul Banner, these ghosts also have the power to split souls and seize souls. Therefore, only some soul fragments are left in those who are devoured by them, but they can be barely reshaped by this magical power!

When Zuo Jingshu, who was fighting fiercely, saw this, her usual calm expression was gone, and she exclaimed uncontrollably.

"Bodhi Taixuanfu?!"

"The original one, Zhenfan!"

Zuo Jingshu was born in a Buddhist country, and as a saint, her Buddhist attainments were naturally extraordinary, but she had heard a name from the mouths of her elders, and that was the true genius.

The Supreme Immortal Zhenfan, the Supreme Immortal has no kite!

She read through the Buddhist scriptures, adopted the best of hundreds of schools of thought, and integrated demons, Buddhas, ghosts, and spirits into one body. Through the Taishang clan's unique method of cultivating thousands of scriptures, she created a scroll of music for her own divine object. "Bodhi Taixuan Fu".

Bodhi is too mysterious and pity the common people.

Moisturize the soul and survive the reincarnation.

This song is like the spring breeze, which picks up and condenses the soul fragments of the dead souls, nourishing new vitality. The runes condense into a ball, and a ring-shaped vortex suddenly opens, temporarily starting the reincarnation.

Those gray-white souls followed the guidance of the whirlpool of reincarnation and threw themselves into it.

Zuo Jingshu's eyes were shocked, and she bowed her head in salute to the figure in white clothes.

"Jingshu represents the innocent people, and thanks Senior Zhenfan for renewing his kindness."

Taishang Wuzheng didn't care, her silver eyes were indifferent, it was just this song, and there was a light golden merit pouring towards her body that was about to dissipate.

The golden light of merit is an excellent thing, but it's a pity that she was transformed into a few remaining spiritual fragments, and even half of the original soul has not been retained, and it cannot help her to rejuvenate.

Taishang Wuzheng looked at Pei Xihe and said, "Little girl, I will gather the remaining soul for you and send it into reincarnation."

At this moment, it was Guan Jian. The three major dantians, Niwan, Jianggong, and Qihai in Pei Xihe's body were penetrated by a majestic magical power. The power of "the decline of the sky" that had been eroded in the body's hundreds of veins was fading away rapidly, just like in the dark night. , using itself as a lamp, burning oil to create a flame, and finally a little light came out.

But she forced herself to cheer up and responded solemnly to Tai Shang Wu Zheng.

"Thank you."

Taishang Wuzheng let go of his hand, and Chunyi Wushengdi returned to the latter's mud ball.

Her body was about to completely dissipate, she whispered.

"When your merits break the restriction imposed by the foreign Heavenly Lord, you and the fox will immediately escape from the Taiguang Heavenly Realm."

"Only for a moment."

Pei Xihe understood instantly and his golden eyes sharpened.

The gathered golden light of merit was held in the palm of Taishang Wuzheng's right hand and condensed into a ball.

"break."

After the last bit of spiritual power was consumed, she was like broken porcelain, scattering silver light spots all over the sky, condensing into magical lines to outline a killing array.

The merits were integrated into the formation, and a sword soared into the sky, forcibly tearing open the sky.

"Walk!"

Helian Jiucheng also knew it in his heart. The fox's tail suddenly grew in size and completely covered Pei Xihe. The magic power in the demon pill emerged, and the fox's secret technique of 'escape to the sky' was used.

This volume of "It's Me and Not Me" is completed, and the next volume is "Swinging Nine Heavens".

(Actually, I originally wanted to write the next volume as "Asking for Cangliu", but after carefully sorting out the context of the writing, I found that the plot is almost the same in a few chapters, so I decided to forget it. It doesn't fit the plot direction.)

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