When the true spirit left by me in the Ming Dynasty disappeared.
Wei Yuan hugged his brain, feeling that his brain was shaking, and he wished he could hit him to death - the memory he had pretended to be in front of him emerged, as clear as if it happened yesterday.
It’s like someone who was still checking their phone at three o’clock in the morning last night and has to go to work the next day.
The next day I dragged my trembling brain to check in, wishing I could kill myself yesterday.
Wei Yuan feels that way now.
In the Ming Dynasty, we grasped the future and planned the years.
That kind of calmness, that kind of indifference.
I am A Liang, who is invincible in this world.
But wait until you remember.
That kind of confusion, that kind of regret.
There is also a black history so pure that it makes people hit the wall with a sense of shame.
It all makes Wei Yuan wish he could go back in time and kill himself at that time.
"Fortunately no one saw it."
Wei Yuan let out a long sigh, feeling that at least he had saved his face and would not die on the spot. With the fusion of the true spirit he left behind in the Ming Dynasty and his self at this moment, the dream that had been temporarily frozen slowly recovered.
Normal state, starts flowing.
Looking at this misty rain in Jiangnan.
And Dao Yan was just a young boy over there. Because Dao Yan shared most of the obsessions and desires for ordinary people, he was seriously affected by the Peach Blossom Spring. This dream was quite strong. Wei Yuan's sword energy could not avoid hurting Dao Yan.
When the soul is alive, wake him up.
Is it just possible for him to wake up on his own?
Wei Yuan pondered for a moment.
Take a step forward.
Thirty-six magical powers of Tiangang: Fetal Transformation and Change of Form.
That is to say, take one step.
He turned into an elegant young man wearing a gray robe, with black hair standing up with a jade hairpin.
I took a quick look at the fabric of my clothes. It was made of dark blue lines. I shook my sleeves and put my right hand behind my back. My temperament was exactly the same as before.
In the dream, Daoyan Yao Guangxiao's eyes regained their vitality. He was completely unaware that the dream just now had been stagnant. He seemed to still exist in the previous plot. He raised his head slightly and said in that tone:
"I have absolutely no intention of becoming your student, but since you have begged me like this, we have been getting along for a few years."
"Well, it's not impossible for me to be your apprentice."
However, just when he was waiting for Mr. Wen Ya in gray robe to decide to accept him with tears of gratitude, the young man in gray robe said with a pleasant smile: "But, I changed my mind, I don't want to accept you as my apprentice."
Already."
Dao Yan: "??!"
The smile on the young man's face froze.
This, this script is wrong.
His eyes slowly widened.
When I was about to explain, I heard a teasing sound.
"Besides, do you really want to be my apprentice that much?"
When he looked up, he found that the young man in gray robe suddenly turned into the owner of the museum wearing black and red clothes, looking at him with a half-smile.
Dao Yan's expression froze: cardiac arrest!
………………
"ah!!!"
Daoyan opened his eyes suddenly, breathing heavily.
Big drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He put his hands together and trembled slightly.
Nightmare...
It's simply a nightmare.
Amitabha, why is this a dream? Fortunately it is a dream.
Fortunately it was just a dream.
Daoyan breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head.
He saw the owner of the museum wearing black and red clothes looking at him with a half-smile.
"We meet again...Master Daoguang."
The voice paused:
"Or should I say, Hirotaka?"
Dao Yan.
Secondary cardiac arrest!
……………………
Seeing Dao Yan, who was so frightened that he could hardly hold back his dignity as an eminent monk, Wei Yuan felt happy in his heart.
In the past, it was indeed very enjoyable for me to bluff people like this.
It is also very pleasant to pretend in front of others.
The premise is that it is not you who is being cheated.
Dao Yan finally managed to maintain a Buddhist heart, looked at Wei Yuan angrily, and said:
"You...remember?"
Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "Not really."
He only got a small part of the true spirit's memory.
Then he joked: "It's just that in your dream, I saw a scene where you wanted to become a disciple."
"By the way, do you really want to be that gentleman's apprentice?"
The handsome young monk's face was as cold as frost and he flatly denied: "How is it possible?"
"The poor monk is a monk who chants the Buddha's name."
"Mr. Na Yuan...the doctor, he just lived in my family's medical clinic for a few years. He saw that the poor monk's bones and qualifications were the best choice, so he struggled with me and wanted to accept me as a disciple. In the end, he became poor.
The monk couldn't bear the disturbance and had to become a monk. That's how it is."
Wei Yuan pretended to be depressed, then smiled and said: "Oh, so that's it."
"awesome."
Tiannu Jue was watching from the side. When she said this, the corners of the museum owner's mouth slightly raised, and his originally bright eyes narrowed slightly. When looking from the side, although his smile was warm, he felt inexplicably like a fox.
Feel.
Wei Yuan silently put the recorder back into his sleeve.
Very good, Daoyan's dark history is a plus one.
Then, he can no longer blackmail me.
This is a survival skill that has been mastered through many hardships, and a method learned under the polish of a charming woman.
Qingqiu specialty, deterrent to social death.
Wei Yuan did not pay too much attention to this matter and asked Dao Yan about his previous experience. The latter calmed down and told him about his accidental discovery of this secret place and his fight with the man in black robe.
Once again, as for his own incarnation in the Pure Land and the protection of these people behind him, it was briefly mentioned.
"in addition……"
Dao Yan's voice paused, but he decided to speak out: "When I entered the secret realm, I saw a stone tablet. It may be the legendary Hetu Luoshu, at least one of them. Now, the man in black robe may have
Heading to the deepest point.”
Hetu Luoshu...
Wei Yuan looked ahead and saw nothing but pitch black. Countless peach blossoms were blooming there, and even the soul could not penetrate the Qi emanating from the shadows. Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, stretched out his fingers, and lifted one of his fingers.
A wisp of true spiritual aura stretched out, almost like actively sacrificing one's life to feed a tiger.
But these peach blossoms are different from the previous peach trees.
Even though Wei Yuan almost opened his surface consciousness and fed his true spirit into their mouths.
These peach blossoms actually held tight, completely unwilling to touch Wei Yuan's true spirit and memory.
It's like it's the most vicious poison in the world.
Jue stretched out his finger, and a wisp of breeze flew in, and was then guided away from the position by the formation formed by the peach blossoms. He was a little surprised. Dao Yan over there also made his own attempt, with a slightly gloomy expression, and said slowly
:
"It seems that the peach blossoms are used as a formation, turning into a secret realm within a secret realm. What we see is a peach blossom on the outside, but inside it is actually a 'world'. That person cannot stop it, and cannot even exert this ability."
The true power of a Peach Blossom Spring Formation, but it is still possible to simply use these highest-level formations to stop us."
"If the poor monk's guess is correct, this should be the formation of the Age of Gods."
"It may even be something from before the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period."
"Only the power of the Age of Gods can achieve such unreasonable magical powers."
Dao Yan spoke slowly, deliberately exaggerating the matter.
Then he looked at Wei Yuan, trying to see the look of surprise on the latter's face.
Then of course it failed.
"…………"
The monk silently looked away, feeling a sense of frustration that he wanted to show off but was dispelled.
"Is it from the Age of Gods..."
Wei Yuan stretched out his fingers to touch the peach blossoms. After refusing to touch Wei Yuan's dream, these peach blossoms finally showed their own specialness. Just the outermost peach blossom almost swallowed Qin Yuan and swallowed Feng.
Si Yu was forced to instinctively use the Zhu Rong magic, but Zhang Ruosu was the only one who was not disturbed by it.
And the defense on the inside is even stronger than on the outside.
Dao Yan pulled out the dagger and tried it.
It is extremely tough, like tiger fur, but its hardness is actually not inferior to scales.
Daoyan exhaled a breath of turbid air, used his Buddhist magical powers, had a slight perception, and said slowly: "This secret realm is very strange. If we go there according to ordinary people's perception, the person is eight hundred miles away. On the road
They are all such peach blossoms.”
There is almost no solution.
Dao Yan frowned and thought for a long time, but still felt helpless: "It's too late."
The land of nine secluded places.
Zhu Jiuyin and Jiutian Xuannv relied on the existence of Wei Yuan and Jue to evolve their secrets. When they saw this scene happening in the human world, the stern-looking woman held a peach blossom in her hand and said: "...that god is so proud of his father."
The peach forest transformed by the walking stick is the foundation, and it is very difficult to evolve this secret realm in the human world."
"Even if I enter now, it will be difficult for me to break through this peach forest."
"It seems that this little guy has no choice this time."
Xuannv deduces what happened deep in the peach forest, but there is something that cannot be deduced, so there is always a blank space in this picture. Xuannv frowned slightly, still trying to deduce the blank space, but the more
As it evolves, the blank space becomes larger and larger.
Zhu Jiuyin is thoughtful.
But Wei Yuan knew what was deep inside.
There is a high probability that it is the Hetu Luoshu stone tablet. He looked at the frowning Dao Yan. The latter tried to use Buddhist magical powers to break through, but the eight hundred miles of peach blossoms were connected with each other, at least for this moment. Wei Yuan looked at Dao Yan and said
:"This is……"
Dao Yan frowned and replied: "Buddhist magical power, the power of all leaks and the power of fate."
"But it can't be broken."
"The Luo Ji Tong cuts off all thoughts and confusions in the three realms, and coupled with the fate link, if the two are combined, it could have forcibly broken that person's deeds, but the formation of the Age of Gods is too difficult..."
He gritted his teeth and secretly hated it.
Wei Yuan was thoughtful.
"All leaks are clear..."
He raised his palms and followed Dao Yan's example.
Daoyan glanced at him and said angrily: "Leaking Tong is the highest among the six magical powers of my Buddhist sect. I don't know how many monks who can burn relics will only have clairvoyance or divine feet in their lifetime, but they will not be able to do fate."
It’s within reach, let alone making all the mistakes.”
"You do not want……"
Wei Yuan slowly clasped his fingers together.
Dao Yan's voice stopped suddenly.
There seemed to be nothing in the surroundings, but golden streams of light emerged.
"This, this is...?!"
Dao Yan was speechless for a moment, feeling dazed as he was being absolutely crushed in a field where he was absolutely confident.
The Buddha's light shone all around, as if the body was made of glass. Wei Yuan just tried it, but he didn't expect to use it. But the last thing he remembered was the old monk pressing his hand on top of his head. The gentle feeling in his palm was still there, and
I am just alone.
Now, although the power of the enlightened Buddhist has dissipated, his enlightenment still remains.
And the insights are also being consumed quickly.
Wei Yuan was silent, his eyes slightly closed.
It seemed as if the monk behind him was still watching me quietly.
So swordsmanship and Buddhist magical powers were combined at this moment.
Taking Buddhism's destiny knowledge as a guide, one can know the destiny and deeds of oneself and all living beings in the three realms and six realms for hundreds of thousands of lives. The three thousand troubles can be cut off through the passage, so cause and effect are unified, and all living beings in the six realms are dispersed from the perception of "self".
Go, there is only one cause and one effect, from the beginning to the end.
Use Buddhist magical powers to reversely lock the enemy with cause and effect, and then draw the sword.
From this shore to the other shore, I use my body as a boat to cross the boundless sea of suffering with one sword.
Cut off cause and effect, cut off long-cherished wishes, cut off the other side, cut off the pagoda.
Therefore,
Everything is inevitable.
Hold the five fingers together.
In an instant, there seemed to be a boundless energy sweeping across, but it seemed to be just everyone's illusion. The world froze, and then, in the eight hundred miles of peach forest ahead, every peach tree and every peach blossom slowly collapsed from the middle, and a
Dissipated in an instant.
All obstacles on the road have been removed.
The young man wearing a black coat with red stripes retracted his palm.
Saw it.
But it is like a heavy sword without an edge, exuding a sense of oppression that no one can ignore.
"...You can go."
he said.
Formation of the Age of Gods.
The peach forest left by Kuafu——
One sword has been broken.
Daoyan looked at the Buddha's light slowly dispersing in the void, his voice hoarse:
"Have you ever practiced Buddhism?"
"Practice Buddhism? No..."
Wei Yuan shook his head, feeling disappointed for a long time, and then replied:
"I just accompanied a guy once and turned from a human into a Buddha."
"I watched him transform from a Buddha to a human being."
"That's all."
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The scene of Jiutian Xuannv's deduction was blurry for a moment.
Then the eight hundred miles of peach forest in front of her disappeared, and she looked slightly startled.
"...This is quite capable."
Zhu Jiuyin was noncommittal and did not answer.
His eyes dropped.
Jiutian Xuannu also noticed something immediately.
Their eyes fell on the table.
In the scene of the deduction, Wei Yuan seemed to raise his head, look here, smiled, and nodded.
Withdraw your gaze.
On the table, a peach blossom slowly withered.
The cracks in the petals are as sharp as being cut by a sword.
Jiutian Xuannv was speechless.
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