Chapter 525: White walls are flawless, plain hair is fragrant
Chapter 525: White walls are flawless, plain hair is fragrant
Heavy rotation.
Countless transparent silk threads intertwine to form this illusory and twisted giant mountain. This mountain is unknown how high it is and stands in the nothingness in the corner of the world in the painting.
There is never any difference between heaven and earth here, there are only endless picture worlds connected with each other, creating the most incredible and mysterious realm in the world.
At the bottom of the illusory giant mountain, densely packed lights and shadows are bustling. From time to time, there are creatures who cannot bear the confinement and falsehood here, and break away with despair on their faces.
All living beings in the world who have lost their true spirits will be sensed by the wheel-turning heavy pole, absorbing a wisp of the true spirit's breath before it dissipates, and condense it into an illusory and transparent light and shadow.
These lights and shadows can live forever in countless picture worlds, but they can never be solidified, unable to practice, unable to eat, unable to touch each other, and unable to do anything tangible.
"About 30,000 years have passed since my death. Living like this day after day is really a bit numb."
A slender woman wearing a plain green silk protective robe leaned lazily on the translucent spiderweb threads, squinting at the blurry map in her hand.
Deep in the world of the painting, the only things that these lights and shadows can touch are the translucent threads that make up the world of the painting.
There was a figure wearing a black robe beside him. Hearing this, he just chuckled and said: "The Taoist nun's painting skills can be called divine. If I really asked you to use these silk threads to draw that thing, I'm afraid...
…”
"Silence."
The Taoist nun's pupils in plain clothes shrank slightly, she waved her hand, interrupting the light and shadow of the black robe, and raised her eyes to look around.
After he saw that there were no other lights and shadows hundreds of feet away, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "This matter is related to your and my chances of getting out of trouble. How can you mention it in front of others so easily?"
"Why are Taoist nuns so flustered?" The voice of the black-robed figure was cold, clear, and very nice to hear. "Of course I only dared to come over and talk to you when I saw no one around."
"You, this little girl, are so smart and smart, you would never do something so self-destructive."
The Taoist nun returned to her lazy look, squinting her eyes and leaning on the side of the rock made of intertwined transparent silk threads.
The black-robed figure smiled softly, but before he could speak, he suddenly noticed a breath coming from the depths of the source, and suddenly froze on the spot.
The Taoist nun saw her abnormality and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you?"
The black-robed figure didn't pay any attention to the Taoist nun. Instead, he stood up and stretched out his sleeves to lift up the large robe that covered him. His black hair fell down like a waterfall, and his eyes were full of shock.
and unbelievable.
A translucent hair was pulled out from the long hair on his head, and disappeared in a very strange place.
Seeing this scene, the Taoist nun also stood up suddenly, all the laziness on her face disappeared, stared at the light and shadow of the black robe, lowered her voice, gritted her teeth and said: "What on earth is going on!"
The man in the black robe came back to his senses, stretched out his pale and delicate onion-cut jade fingers, gently brushed a strand of translucent long hair, looked down in confusion, and said: "If I tell you, actually I
You don’t know what’s going on, do you believe it?”
"Is this really true?" The Taoist nun sneered, "I was accidentally tricked by you before, and now I have a handle in your hand, so I have been talking boring nonsense with you for hundreds of years, but
Looking at it now, the situation between you and me is probably going to be reversed."
Although the Taoist nun deliberately lowered her voice just now, she still attracted several illusory lights and shadows wandering not far away. Now there are two lights and shadows slowly moving towards here.
In the world of the painting, all light and shadow are illusions, but their external shapes are not completely translucent, but change between half virtual and half real. There is no so-called fixation at all.
"I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe it, just don't believe it." The black-robed light and shadow shook his head, stretched out his delicate white fingers that changed between the virtual and the real, and with a slight flick, he covered himself in the mysterious world again.
Under the black burqa, "Don't forget that your painting is not finished yet."
The Taoist nun gritted her teeth hard and stared at her fiercely.
After a while, the Taoist nun seemed to have made a compromise, and sat down beside the black-robed light and shadow, saying: "If I haven't seen it wrong, a trace of your true spirit original projection was abruptly pulled out, completely disappearing in the painting.
In the world of curtains."
The light and shadow of the black robe ignored her, and still stood there blankly. The eyes hidden under the robe were actually filled with crystal clear mist.
Ji Yuenian sat on the wooden couch and suddenly opened his eyes, with an extremely rare expression of surprise.
The black and gold-threaded sleeves of the robe were flipped up slightly, and the pale and slender fingers were exposed. A half-empty and half-solid transparent silk thread was entangled between the fingers.
As if it had escaped from the heavy pole of the cycle, this wisp of transparent silk solidified quickly at an extremely terrifying speed. In an instant, it turned into a wisp of ink-like black hair, and the light and delicious fragrance of the girl's hair filled her mouth.
between noses.
The snow walls are flawless and the hair is fragrant.
His mind trembled slightly, and the strand of hair disappeared inch by inch between his fingers, but Ji Yuenian's expression became more and more surprised.
"It's actually the breath of a ghost in the body of a celestial elephant..."
As his thoughts surged, Ji Yuenian noticed the coincidence, and his expression gradually became serious.
"The Venerable Infinite Guanyin Bodhisattva taught me the spiritual power of 'catching the moon in the water and looking for flowers in the mirror' when I first met. When I understood this magical power, I actually connected with the celestial body and ghosts in unknown places.
The breath of..."
"Didn't that celestial elephant-body ghost already destroy the true spirit?"
"What is the purpose of Venerable Guanshiyin Bodhisattva's actions?"
Ji Yuenian stood up, flicked the black sleeves of his robe, and his eyes became more serious, "Honorable Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, why are you so sure that I will use this magical power to 'fish' and 'find' that person?"
Just a ghost in the sky?"
Catching the moon in the water and looking for flowers in the mirror.
"Now it seems that this magical power is simply a trap!"
The light and shadow trembled deep in Ji Yuenian's eyes, vaguely reflecting the girl wearing a brocade lotus petal satin skirt.
"If even 'she' is plotting against me, then there will really be no living beings in this vast world that can be trusted."
"As long as you don't use this magical power, you will never fall into the conspiracy."
Ji Yuenian calmed down his thoughts for a while, his eyes gradually became cold, and without hesitation, he hid the magical power of "finding the moon in the water, looking for flowers in the mirror" deep in his mind, and never practiced it again.
But what he never noticed was that the strand of collapsed hair did not completely dissipate, but turned into countless invisible points of light, quietly scattered in unknown places.