At this time, it was several hours before the Fangshi auction started. In the quiet palace, Ji Yuenian closed his eyes tightly and placed a three-foot long sword glowing with frost and snow beside him.
Unconsciously, he fell into the depths of a twisted and confusing nightmare.
The hometown of Taichu, Anyang City.
It's Haishi, night has fallen, and the slightly cold Anyang City is lit up with thousands of lights. There are big red lanterns hanging high in the streets, alleys, bridges, downtown and other places, and every corner is filled with gentleness.
of lights.
Although it was nightfall, the flow of people in Anyang City was still bustling. Many stalls and hawkers were shouting and selling. Many gentlemen and ladies dressed in gorgeous silks and satins walked hand in hand under the colorful lanterns. There were even exquisite wooden carvings and chariots.
Walking slowly by, adding a little more color to the lantern festival.
The water was gurgling, the cold night wind was blowing by, and pedestrians were coming and going on the stone bridge from time to time. Only a handsome young man in a luxurious brocade robe stood here quietly, staring blankly at the bright red lanterns beside the stone bridge.
Under that lantern, there was a girl in white clothes who was as cold and noble as an immortal.
"Yue'er."
After seemingly hesitating for a while, the young man in brocade robes finally walked slowly down the stone bridge and carefully held the shoulders of the girl in white clothes from behind.
The girl in white clothes turned her head slightly, her green hair fluttering in the wind, her delicate brows and eyes were full of alienation, she took half a step back gently, broke away from the hand of the young man in brocade robe, opened her sandalwood mouth lightly, and said
: "What's the matter?"
"You just gave birth to Nian'er a few days ago. You didn't have much time to rest in the house. Why did you sneak out again?" The eyes of the young man in brocade were full of worry, and the concern in his words did not seem to be fake.
, "This is when you are weak, so don't catch a cold."
The girl in white clothes who was called "Yue'er" glanced at the young man in brocade robes, slowly shook her head, and there was a trace of self-mockery between her beautiful and picturesque eyebrows, "You and I have no feelings at all, so what's the point of you?"
Do you need to behave like this?"
The young man in brocade robe was silent for a moment and said: "Yue'er, please turn your head first."
"how?"
The cold and distant eyes of the girl in white clothes trembled slightly, and finally fell on his face.
"Turn your head first."
The young man in brocade robe repeated it again.
The girl in white clothes laughed a little for a moment and said: "That's all, I want to see what you want to do."
After saying this, she turned around gently, her snow-white neon clothes fluttering lightly, as if she were a moon palace fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.
Ten breaths later, the voice of the young man in brocade robes came into my ears: "Okay, just turn your head."
The night wind suddenly picked up, and she turned her head sideways, with a strand of blue hair on the corner of her soft, bright red lips, and what she saw was the dazzling fireworks in the sky.
The sky is full of fiery trees and silver flowers.
"looks good?"
The young man in brocade robe smiled.
She didn't speak, she just raised her little face gently and stared intently at the beautiful fireworks that illuminated the night sky.
On the bank of the river, Ji Yuenian looked at this place quietly, with extremely complicated eyes.
"Ji Hong...Zhao Yinyue...is this a nightmare..."
The icy cold wind swept past, and Ji Yuenian walked onto the stone bridge with an extremely rare expression of hesitation.
During his brief hesitation, Zhao Yinyue turned around, fluttering her colorful clothes and walking towards Anyang City.
Ji Hong, who was wearing a brocade robe, hurriedly chased after him, and within a moment, he and Zhao Yinyue disappeared into the depths of the night.
The lanterns are gradually extinguished and the fireworks are fading.
Ji Yuenian finally came to his senses, and was about to walk off the stone bridge to chase after him, but found that he was imprisoned in the same place by the weird and twisted void, unable to move even an inch.
"Who are you?"
Suddenly, a very cold voice came into my ears.
Ji Yuenian was stunned and did not speak. Instead, he frowned slightly and thought carefully about the origin of the voice.
The cold voice seemed to be a little disdainful, and then said: "You don't even know who you are, and you dare to practice the Three Religions Source Method. Are you worthy of it?"
Even though Ji Yuenian's mental state and cultivation have reached a state of calm, but now after hearing these words, there is still a little anger in the depths of his heart: "Where did this dirty thing come from, pretending to be a ghost here?"
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The voice couldn't stop sneering and said: "Ji Yuenian, you idiot, don't you know who I am? I am you and you are me. If you insult me with dirty words, you are insulting yourself.
"
Ji Yuenian's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his mind was agitated from time to time. He gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you!"
The voice gradually regained its coldness and ruthlessness, and actually sounded farther and farther in his ears: "In just over two thousand years, you have cultivated to the Three Disasters Taiyi True Realm, and even transformed into something unprecedented in the world.
The chaotic Buddha body you have experienced can be called a rare evil genius in the world, but your mental state is so fragile! You usually just hide your emotions, when will you be able to really do it?
All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be observed in this way. If you can't even figure out who you are, then you just stay here. When will you figure it out, when will you go out again?
"
After saying these words, the voice completely dissipated, leaving no trace of it anymore.
Ji Yuenian stood blankly on the stone bridge and murmured: "All conditioned dharma are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such..."
All the frost and snow in his eyes melted away, revealing for the first time the true emotions hidden in them.
The indescribable loneliness and silence for more than two thousand years, the confusion about the deep mist of the true spirit, the slight pride hidden in my heart, and the traces of undetectable hope.
"who I am……"
Ji Yuenian walked down the stone bridge in a daze, and then he realized that the twisted nothingness that had imprisoned him had long since dissipated.
Morning and dusk rotate, the sun and moon reflect each other, and in a blink of an eye it is dawn.
The Ji family in Anyang was austere. The eldest son, Ji Hong, held an infant baby alone and left the Ji family in despair.
When he walked across the stone bridge, Ji Yuenian, who was standing under the bridge, was watching this scene quietly. It was not until Ji Hong was about to walk out of Anyang City that Ji Yuenian lowered his slightly trembling eyes and followed quietly.
