Chapter 610: Spring breeze in Xuandu, the Holy Spirit in the snow
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The Legend of Honghuang Erlang
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- 2021-03-04 09:39:34
Why did you stop for so long?
The Great Master Xuandu stood in front of the broken walls, frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and urged the power of the divine consciousness with all his strength, so that he could barely see Yang Jian behind the heart sea boundary monument.
Yang Jian's back was a little sad for some reason.
Inside is the tomb of the saint, what did he see? Why didn't you go for a long time?
"Don't be confused..."
Xuan Du's expression revealed a little worry, and after waiting for a while, seeing Yang Jian still motionless, he was always anxious.
The biggest and the most sad thing in the tomb of the saints is the Heart Sea Realm. If the monk's heart is not strong, or if he is lucky enough to break into a small world, it is extremely difficult to figure it out.
But Yang Jian had walked through the Heart Sea Realm without any surprises, passed the boundary marker, and reached the place where the real saint’s tomb was. He stood there for a long time...
The Taoist disciple did not dare to wait any longer. He leaned his left hand behind him, and slowly pushed his palm forward, as if pushing a curtain; Ao Xinke, who was originally under the walls of Xuandu City, flickered several times, directly in Xuandu City Behind the archmage.
"Uncle?"
"You stay here, don't move a step," the Great Master Xuandu whispered.
Ao Xinke's heart suddenly pointed to the sharp throat. Just about to ask something, Xuan Du had already flashed forward and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Looking forward to the divine sense, Ao Xinke barely saw the back of Xuandu, and also saw layers of overlapping broken universes.
But compared with the master of Xuandu, her difficulty in cultivation can only be seen by the great master of Xuandu walking a hundred steps beside that scene, and then she can no longer capture the figure of Xuandu...
Ao Xinke bit her lip lightly, clasped her hands, but did not dare to move half a point.
In the Heart Sea Realm, the Great Master Xuan Du didn't dare to walk vigorously, so he had to pause and observe the surroundings every step he took, and would retreat and detour like Yang Jian did.
Obviously, the Great Master Xuandu had come in for many times, and he was familiar with it, and quickly rushed to the Xinhai boundary monument.
Yang Jian was standing behind the boundary marker, still motionless at this time.
But don't be possessed by some remnant spirit, then this matter is going to be a big deal, he has to be skinned by the saint teacher!
The Great Master Xuandu is a little anxious, after all, Yang Jian's power of the soul is not tyrannical, it is difficult to resist the remnant soul of the saint of the soul...
"You are here again..."
A snow-white figure appeared in the front road, blocking Xuan Du's body, showing a full smile at Xuan Du.
With long snow-white hair and snow-white gown, the figure is longer than most women in the predecessor. Although the skin is snow-white, it has a crystal clear feeling, and the fringes and clusters have thrilling charm.
The Dao Yun around his body was biting and icy, and the road in front of Xuandu was also full of snow.
Even the several small worlds on the side are full of goose feathers and heavy snow. I don't know how many damaged Dao rules of the Avenue of Saints are suppressed by the rhyme of the woman in the snow at this moment.
The remnant of the saint.
Xuan had lost consciousness for a moment, but quickly returned to normal; a Taoist rhyme filled his body, resisting the chill in front of him, and said to the woman in the snow.
"I have seen seniors."
"You called my senior again," the woman in the snow chuckled lightly, her figure slowly floating in front of the Great Master Xuandu, a jade hand protruding out, and a thin finger slid across the outline of the Great Master Xuandu's face.
She seems to have no entity, there is still the slightest distance from the face of Xuandu, and she has never actually touched it. "
The woman in the snow was a little lonely between her eyebrows, and whispered, "Are you annoying me? So I haven't come in to see me for so long."
"Senior Xue," Xuan Du squeezed an ugly smile, "My teacher-nephew is in front, I don't know what happened, I'll go and see him first, and I'll see you later, how about?"
"Is the person inside your nephew?" The girl in Xuezhong blinked slightly, "It's really rare to see a younger generation who can walk directly to the boundary monument. Why is he not your disciple? Then you will have some reliance in the future. ."
Xuan Du's face suddenly darkened, "What do I rely on him for?"
The woman in the snow chuckled lightly, her voice was illusory, and she flew twice around Xuandu.
"Go, I'll wait for you to come back," she said softly, "Recently, there is something unstable inside. He should be here to find the whereabouts of the set of divine beads in his body. If you are in trouble, go to my place to hide. ."
"Thank you seniors for caring, I will go first."
Xuan Du dealt with it and continued to walk towards the heart sea boundary monument; the snow woman stood quietly for a while, and with a light sigh, her figure gradually disappeared.
This archmage...
No wonder she didn't have much interest in the hot little sister Jin Ling.
After a hundred steps, the Heart Sea Boundary Monument was in front of him, and the Great Master Xuandu frowned, staring at the boundary monument for a while.
I have been here many times, but this time, I feel that this stone monument has some strange rhymes...
Without thinking about it, Xuan Du hurriedly walked towards Yang Jian, rubbing yin and yang with both hands, the rhyme of Liang Yi Dao was condensed and not scattered, wrapping Yang Jian's figure.
"what happened?"
Xuantu's voice broke into Yang Jian's ears, causing Yang Jian, who was like a stone sculpture, to shake slightly.
"Master..."
"What happened?" Xuan Du heard Yang Jian's hoarse voice, one hand was already behind Yang Jian, cool and warm, two completely different but entangled breaths injected into Yang Jian's body.
Yang Jian turned his head and looked at the Great Master Xuandu, a smile came out from the corner of his mouth, but the blank expression in his eyes could not hide.
Taking a look at his side, the Taoist priest at the boundary monument has no idea when he will disappear. Yang Jian whispered: "I'm fine, uncle, I am confused."
"tell me the story."
Yang Jian murmured: "Born from the illusion, even with blood and bone, is it ultimately impossible to survive?"
The Great Master Xuandu's expression suddenly became serious, he groaned a few times, and said, "What is illusion?"
Yang Jian was speechless.
"The opposite of the imaginary and the reality, the illusion and the true response, the opposite of illusion is reality, not nothingness." Xuantu said solemnly, "Even if everything is illusory, there is a foundation for it, and it is also based on'existence' and How can'being' return to nothing?"
The confusion in Yang Jian's eyes dissipated a little, and he sighed softly, slowly suppressing those surging in his heart.
In just a short time, Yang Jian's temperament has matured a lot.
Xuan Du secretly pinpointed the calculation, and asked, "What's the matter? Why is the state of mind so messed up?"
Yang Jian looked at the silver clouds on the tops of the ‘volcano’ mountains on the horizon, and whispered: "Uncle, have you been to those worlds in your dream?"
"Naturally," Xuandu said, "different from Chaos, there is even no power of Dao, and there are many different worlds in it."
"I might……"
"Ok?"
"Nothing," Yang Jian sighed lightly, a little impulsive in his heart, "Uncle Uncle can take me to explore these clouds and mist?"
Xuan Du sighed softly: "There is the home of the saint after the death. Teachers and the others tried it back then, but they couldn't enter it. I was only accidentally able to enter it by wandering in my dreams. But you have to be true to it. Curious, I know how to get in."
A compelling light burst into Yang Jian's eyes, "How to get in?"
"The Dao Sage, use his own strength to forcibly break into it," Xuan Du said indifferently, "Of course, in this way, the hope of the deceased saint's return will be broken, and the Dao Sage who broke into it won't get anything. benefit."
Yang Jian couldn't help but sighed, his mood gradually returned to normal.
Even if he was really just a grain of dust in these emptiness worlds, he was lucky enough to be in the Chaos Sea, standing outside the place where he was born, and watching from a distance...
"Uncle."
Xuan Du suddenly felt big, and really didn't know what happened to Yang Jian.
"Thank you."
Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at Xuan Du. Although the latter was a bit fanciful, he still assumed the appearance of an unpredictable expert.
Xuan Du asked, "Is there any movement of the orb in your body?"
"Not yet," Yang Jian said, "I will go and explore, if there is nothing to gain, I won't force it."
"Well, this mentality is pretty good," Xuan Du glanced at the boundary monument behind him, his mouth twitched, "Since I came in with you, I will accompany you to look around. Let me take you a shortcut. "
Yang Jian asked a little bit surprised: "A shortcut?"
"Yes, come with me, don't talk nonsense later, those are the strongest among the saints' remnants...except for being unable to leave this place, they are similar to real saints."
Xuan Du said a few words, and walked towards the back with Yang Jian.
Entering the Heart Sea World again, although Yang Jian was a little puzzled, he still believed in Xuandu; just relying on the Yin-Yang Dao that Xuandu had just used, it was enough to prove that the Great Master of Xuandu was not pretending to be a remnant spirit.
The two walked around and walked more than a hundred steps until they reached the place where Cai Xuandu met the woman in the snow.
Xuan Du stood in front of the entrance of a small world with heavy snow, and shouted into it: "Please also senior lead us."
The voice fell, and a woman's chuckle came from the front. The wind and snow arched in the small world, and a long ‘snow bridge’ was erected across the entire snow.
"Let's go," Xuan inadvertently straightened his back and led Yang Jian into it. "This senior has a gentle temperament, a dignified posture, a virtuous and virtuous, beautiful and unrequited relationship with me. Let's go from here. Go across and you will reach the place where the saint's tomb is located."
Yang Jian exclaimed in his heart, carefully stepping on the ‘snow bridge’, and then he felt a gentle wind pushing him forward into this small world.
As soon as he entered this small world~EbookFREE.me~, Yang Jian felt the biting ice cold all over his body; and when Yang Jian took two steps, his body became warm.
At this time, Yang Jian looked at Xuandu with a kind of admiration in his heart.
The uncle master is indeed the uncle master, and he is able to interact with the remnant spirits of the saint so well... such an ability is far beyond his ability!
The snow scene below hurriedly passed by, and Yang Jian saw the rift valley in the center of the snowfield, saw the gleaming light in the rift valley, and felt the aura of innate treasure.
Xuan Du smiled and said: "Heart Sea is the place where the obsession of the saints is transformed; therefore, the saints of the earth fell during the war, so when most saints fell, the obsession in their hearts was killing and fighting. No need to read more. , Here are the traps of cannibalism, treasures are indeed there, but without the strength of Taoist Qianhong, it is best not to be bothered."
Yang Jian nodded slowly, retracted his gaze from searching, and honestly followed behind Xuandu and walked to the end of the snow bridge.
The snow bridge spans this small world, and at the end is an ice crystal palace embedded on the iceberg. The main entrance of the main hall is wide open, and there is a snow-white figure standing in the door. Seeing the two people approaching, they greeted us with a smile.
then……
Seeing Yang Jian, the remnant spirit of this saint, like a real woman, held Xuandu's arm with his bare hand.
The naturalness of her movements and the gentle smile on her face made Yang Jian suddenly understand...
I finally know why the Great Master Xuandu was so indifferent to his hot little Junior Sister Jin Ling...