Endless illusory screens overlap, and everything in the world is outlined by translucent silk threads, reflecting this beautiful, confusing and twisted world.
In a remote and unknown corner of the wheel, there is a incomplete picture that is not that big. Compared with those huge and unparalleled curtains, this incomplete picture is like a tiny grain of gravel.
None of them attracted the attention of any living creature.
If you magnify this tiny incomplete picture tens of thousands of times, you can see that there is a huge mountain peak completely intertwined with translucent silk threads.
Under the foot of this illusory mountain, there are countless illusory lights and shadows. These dense illusory lights and shadows are scattered in all directions of the illusory mountain, just like ants as small as dust.
"Taoist nun, how have you considered what I told you before?"
In the corner of the mountain rocks, a wide black robe made of countless translucent silk threads was floating slightly, and the girl's cold and pleasant voice came out from under the black robe.
Beside the black-robed girl, a Taoist nun wearing a straight-fronted Taoist robe with plain silk protective sleeves was fiddling with a ball of silk thread entangled in one place. Her ten fingers were slender and dexterous, and the silk thread was flying back and forth between her fingers, as if she could
Be blended into any shape by her.
The girl's clear voice reached her ears. The Taoist nun paused with her fingers and turned her head: "Before this, I endured the long and boring 30,000 years. Now it seems that there is no need to take risks with you."
The large burqa was gently lifted up, revealing the girl's small face outlined with translucent silk thread: "With all due respect, even if the Taoist nun has great painting skills, everything here is illusory. After all, there is nothing that can make the Taoist nun
The painting is based on something. If we miss this opportunity, I'm afraid the Taoist nun will never have a chance to escape."
The Taoist nun in plain clothes turned her palms and put away the ball of silk thread, stared at the girl in black robe, and lowered her voice slightly: "Tell me the truth first. Last time, your true spirit original projection was pulled away. What's going on?
what's going on?"
Ji Qingchan and Taoist Aunt Suyi had reached a consensus before and worked together to complete the painting of Taoist Aunt Suyi's hometown. However, not long ago, under the nose of Taoist Aunt Suyi, a trace of Ji Qingchan's true spiritual origin was extracted by an unknown force.
It left and turned into a wisp of blue hair, disappearing into the painting here.
This incident shocked Taoist Suyi, and she once again became more vigilant about Ji Qingchan.
Ji Qingchan stretched out her sleeves and put down her large burqa, hiding her face under the translucent silk thread: "I have already explained it to the Taoist nun. Regarding this matter, I don't know the real reason."
Taoist nun Su Yi sneered: "Ever since my true spirit died more than 30,000 years ago, I have inexplicably awakened in this ghost place. In such a long time, I have never seen any projection of the true spirit of any living being.
If you can leave here, if you don't tell the truth, don't come to me again."
After saying this, the Taoist nun in plain clothes flicked her sleeves and was about to turn around and leave.
"Taoist nun, stay."
Just two steps away, the voice of the girl in black robe came from behind.
The Taoist nun in plain clothes had an expression on her face, and she turned her head and said, "Are you finally going to tell me the truth?"
The girl chuckled lightly and said: "Taoist nun, I thought wrong. If Taoist nun doesn't cooperate with me, I will make your secret painting known to the public. At that time, I will want to see how you can continue to struggle."
The plain-clothed Taoist nun's face changed slightly, and she gritted her teeth hard, wishing she could eat the girl in front of her alive who was wearing a large burqa.
If this black-robed girl hadn't exposed my secret hundreds of years ago, I wouldn't have been controlled by her all the time, and I wouldn't have been somewhat restricted in everything.
After a few breaths of silence, the Taoist nun in plain clothes looked cold and lowered her voice forcibly, saying: "Don't you want to escape too? Without my divine scroll, do you think you can escape this reincarnation?"
Under the loose burqa, the girl curled her lips and smiled softly: "To tell you the truth, it doesn't matter that I shattered this original projection at this moment. On the contrary, it is you who have accumulated more than 30,000 years of experience. If it is because of your mood,
Wouldn’t it be a pity to lose your impulse once and for all?”
The Taoist nun's eyes became colder and colder as she stared at the girl in black robe, as if she wanted to see some flaw in her vague expression.
I don’t know how long it took, but the plain-clothed Taoist nun finally lost her temper, and the awe-inspiring aura around her that didn’t seem to exist also dissipated. She pulled the sleeve of the black-robed girl’s robe and said: “Look at your actions and words, your bone age
It only lasts for a few hundred years at most, how can it be so difficult to deal with?"
Ji Qingchan allowed her to lead him to a more remote corner of the rocks, and said with a low smile: "Taoist nun, there is one thing I don't want to hide from you. Please look up and see what is above your head."
After hearing these words, the plain-clothed Taoist nun subconsciously shuddered, slowly raised her head, and looked towards the top of the giant mountain.
It would have been better not to look at her. At this look, the Taoist nun in plain clothes turned pale in an instant, and her lips even trembled a little.
Ji Qingchan sat on the ground beside the huge stone, leaning against the mountain stone outlined by silk threads, and said softly: "These countless picture worlds have vaguely formed a huge and unparalleled sky-like Buddha formation. Over the past hundreds of years,
I have been observing carefully, but it was not until a few days ago that I suddenly realized that the world of these paintings has actually..."
The Taoist nun in plain clothes trembled slightly, staring unblinkingly at the golden vortex that penetrated the world in the far distance, and murmured: "I once heard that the wheel-turning double pole is what the Buddhist origin religion does to reverse the rules of heaven and earth.
An attempt, after countless Yuanhui, is this attempt finally coming to an end..."
According to ancient records, after the soul of a living being is destroyed, it is the ultimate principle of heaven and earth for the true spirit to be reborn. If the true spirit is shattered, the living being will be completely dissipated between heaven and earth, and its existence will never be found again.
Any trace.
The Holy Mountain of Sumeru is the origin of Buddhism. Countless kalpas ago, there were living beings who had great compassion and used incredible supernatural powers to draw a mysterious cycle at the bottom of the Holy Mountain of Sumeru.
Extremely heavy.
From then on, if the true spirit of the living beings in the world collapses, a trace of the original projection will be absorbed by the rotating heavy pole, burned into countless picture worlds, and continue to exist in the form of illusory light and shadow.
It's just that illusion is illusion after all. Even though the Buddhist creatures in Xumi Sacred Mountain have great supernatural powers, they can't resist the supreme principle of this world. Although the wheel of rotation has retained some of these creatures in an extremely clever way. A wisp of projection, but it has no ability to truly turn the imaginary into reality.
"What great mercy! In my opinion, there is some shady conspiracy behind this wheel!"
The Taoist nun in plain clothes calmed down and spat hard at the unimaginable golden vortex in the far distance.
Ji Qingchan's expression changed slightly, she tugged on the sleeves of Taoist nun's plain clothes and said, "Taoist nun, be careful, don't forget where this place is."
After saying this, Ji Qingchan still had some palpitations deep in her soul. She couldn't help but stand up and bowed respectfully towards the golden vortex that was the ultimate place in the world of countless scenes.
Taoist nun Su Yi was a little disdainful of his behavior and said: "I think you are also a decisive person. Why are you so timid now?"
Ji Qingchan turned her head, glanced at her coldly, and said: "To be honest with you, I don't think our actions can be hidden from the incredible Buddhist creatures above. If we really have a chance to escape from the predicament in the future, By that time, even if you kneel down and pray, it will be too late."
The Taoist nun in plain clothes was startled for a moment and said: "Above?"
Ji Qingchan pondered for a while and said: "As far as I know, there is the Holy Mountain Xumi on top of the wheel of the wheel; and above the Holy Mountain Xumi is the holy place where ten thousand Buddhas originate, called Lingshan; and the source of the heavenly realm of Lingshan is It is the 'Da Leiyin Temple'. Since ancient times, countless countless calamities have washed away the world, but only the supreme Buddha's light in the 'Da Leiyin Temple' has shone for eternity, even slightly less than the thirty-three heavens. .In a place like this, it is not surprising even if there are some beings that can change the world. Although I am not a being from the Buddhist origin religion, I must always have some awe for such completely unimaginable existences. "
After hearing what she said, the Taoist nun in plain clothes couldn't help but fell silent. She stared blankly at the slowly rotating golden vortex in the distance, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
Ji Qingchan also stopped talking and leaned against the cold mountain rocks. She looked over with the Taoist nun in plain clothes, and the reflection of the golden vortex was vaguely reflected in the depth of her eyes.