Chapter 1397 Helping others Su Xiaomeng
Putting the wine glass down, the water splashed slightly, Gao Lan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a bit more heat and excitement.
The pride in my bones is no match for the woman in my heart!
"How to use it?" Gao Lan tried his best to control his tone, but his voice unconsciously became hoarse and slightly trembling.
Because it is a moonlight treasure box, it must be recited Prajna Paramita or represents the moon... Meng Qi finally did not show off his words and nodded gently and replied: "It can be activated by Taoist power."
It doesn’t matter if you don’t push, it’s a liaison anyway, and it’s your own power that works...
Gao Lan held the moonlight treasure box with both hands, and he hesitated for a moment, not because he didn't want to, but because he was afraid of being close to home. What should he say when he saw her again after hundreds of years? How would Yiren respond?
He took a deep breath, and a line of text appeared in his mind:
"In the twenty-seventh year of Yongxi, June 16th, the fourth quarter of the twelfth lunar month..."
This is a date he will never forget in his life, and this is an unforgettable memory.
The moonlight treasure box dimly lit up, and the clear brilliance was like moonlight, shining brightly throughout the palace, making Gao Lan's figure become blurry and illusory, and was soon engulfed by the surging illusory waves.
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In the twenty-seventh year of Yongxi's reign, on June 16, at four o'clock in the afternoon, it rained heavily in Changle, and dark clouds pressed down on the city.
Bang bang, the Tianhe tilted, the rain hit the ground, splashing white mist, forming a curtain, and everything was black, the sound of clanking weapons clashing, and occasionally lightning was triggered, and flames shot into the sky. There was an explosion, and the sword light illuminated the surrounding area, illuminating the blood slowly flowing on the ground and the corpses and injured lying on the ground.
The elegant and fairy-like woman struggled to hold on, and her hands flew out with heavy palm shadows, as if she had grown a thousand arms, each holding seals to block the sword fight. There were blood stains everywhere on her body, some from others, some from herself, okay? It was easy to survive this strong attack, but there were still many enemies looming in the darkness around them.
"It seems that today's dream will be shattered..." Yan Ran sighed in his heart. He had already foreseen his own ending. He lost his will to fight for a moment and only had one obsession left: to live until he comes and see him for the last time...
At this moment, a bolt of lightning was triggered and struck from high in the sky, illuminating the entire city and making Yan Ran feel dazed, as if this was the last glory in his life.
A ray of sword light emerged from the darkness and stabbed her vest silently. When a slight pain came, Yan Ran suddenly woke up, but she could no longer dodge.
It's a pity that I couldn't wait for him...
Suddenly, the sword light stopped, just when the sword tip had just entered the skin. The surrounding noise and chaotic atmosphere strangely disappeared, becoming as quiet and peaceful as a moonlit night.
Yan Ran subconsciously looked up and saw a man wearing a robe and a flat crown on his head. His majestic body blocked the wind, rain and all chaos.
That handsome face was so familiar, and the burning and excited eyes seemed to come back from a dream, hiding self-blame, joy and gratitude, but with a little more indescribable pain and pity.
Countless emotions rushed through Yan Ran's heart, making her vision blurred. Many words came to her lips, but she only softly uttered one sentence:
"You seem to have aged more than ten years overnight..."
In the past, Gao Lan was high-spirited and majestic, but now he is mature and restrained, with a little more wind and frost between his eyebrows.
Gao Lan's eyes immediately turned red, his lips moved a few times and he said:
"Yes, not seeing each other overnight is like more than ten years."
More than ten years later, this is a gaze that has been delayed for hundreds of years!
He stretched out his right hand and wrapped it around Yan Ran's waist domineeringly. The solidified figures around him exploded, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, like fireworks in full bloom.
Yan Ran was caught off guard, feeling sweet and surprised at the same time. Then he was carried up by Gao Lan, but he looked down at another Gao Lan, who rushed towards this Gao Lan like a madman!
"He? You?" Yan Ran was surprised, confused, and confused.
"Huh, don't worry about that idiot!" Gao Lan pointed a finger, and the cause and effect were all deep in Yan Ran's heart. With a flash of light, he came to an infinite height, saw the majestic palace that remained unchanged from ancient times, and saw the "jade" hanging quietly. "Xu Gong" plaque.
He held Yan Ran's hands tightly, his eyes were full of heroic tenderness, which could captivate people's hearts, and he said in a gentle and gentle voice:
"wait for me here."
Yan Ran understood the whole story, nodded with tears in his eyes, and said softly but firmly:
"I will!"
The light rose, Gao Lan's figure disappeared, and there was a fake Yan Ran corpse in Changle City. Madman Gao Lan hugged her, sang and cried wildly, and Changle was bathed in blood.
An ancient glazed lamp shone, and the line of cause and effect was severed. The Nine Heavens Profound Girl at the current node had new memories, and she sighed softly, and in the Yuxu Palace, the bright and pure treasure light hung high, and the one at the top of the Nine Heavens Emperor Gao Miao looked at each other from a distance.
Yan Ran trembled for a while, calmed down her emotions, and looked back. She didn't know when the gate of Yuxu Palace had been opened. It was deep and quiet, quite like the ancient Buddha with a green lantern.
She bowed, slowly crossed the threshold, and entered a side hall. In front of her was the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun. Under the statue was an ancient lamp, and various major events in the world were floating in the flickering flames.
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At the current node, Gao Lan's figure reappeared, and Meng Qi was no longer on the opposite side. Looking up, he saw the door of Yuxu Palace at an infinite height slowly opening, and a beautiful figure walking out of the dream.
Yan Ran felt this and raised his head. Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder in all directions, as if hundreds of years had passed by at once.
In front of Tianzun's throne, there is a solitary lamp. After a hundred years of hard work, it will finally be here!
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The Doomsday Boat crossed the void, sailed into Xuanbei's Ksitigarbha Pure Land, and stopped at Mount Sumeru, but Meng Qi did not refine it immediately.
Although he can speed up time and shorten the long refining process to a few months, days, moments, or even breaths, things with this kind of series must wait for the opportunity, so that they can intercept the timing and general trend for their own use, and achieve The desired effect, and during the years of waiting, Meng Qi was not idle.
In the fairyland of the East China Sea, in the new Thrushcross Villa, the back hill remains as it always is, with strange flowers everywhere, dark grass huts, and a tomb standing quietly.
Mr. Lu Da was carving the wooden statue wholeheartedly, and was not distracted by the presence of a deity in black robes and ancient crowns in front of him. He didn't put down what he was doing until he made the knife strike, and looked at Meng Qi with a smile: "Last time Jin During the tide of water, I remembered that time again. At that time, who would have thought that the young man who stared blankly at my carving would become a Taoist Heavenly Lord."
"It's always difficult to describe the fate that a person encounters in this life. I was grateful to my senior for teaching me some life experience." Meng Qi sat cross-legged casually and looked at the Ice Fairy in Thrushcross Villa who had finally become a Dharmakaya and lived to this day, as well as the life-extending pill. Qu Jiuniang and other members of the original Immortal Trail, who had enjoyed the good time for more than a hundred years, said softly, "Yan Ran is resurrected."
The Six Paths have long been disbanded, and reincarnation has ceased.
"Really..." Mr. Lu Da paused briefly and had a glimpse of the secret, and understood that what Meng Qi said was true.
"Senior refused the temptation of the devil and Buddha and said he would complete it. Now that the era is coming to an end, do you want to see your lady again and face a future together that may no longer exist?" Meng Qi asked with a smile.
At this point, he could no longer expect Mr. Lu Da to go further. Time was not waiting for me, so he started to make friends to fulfill his wish, and then calmly faced the end.
Mr. Lu Da looked at the tomb with soft eyes, and said with a smile: "I am not pedantic, nor is Ye Gong a good dragon. Without violating the bottom line in my heart, such a good thing is really something I can't ask for."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something. He looked back at the trail behind the mountain. He saw flowers in full bloom there, surrounded by a beautiful lady in palace attire. She smiled slightly and her eyes were gentle. Everything was like in a dream!
Mr. Lu Da couldn't help but feel crazy.
The most gentle smile lingers in my mind to this day...
In the past, when Mr. Lu Da's wife passed away, Meng Qi took her to Yuxu Palace, gave her elixirs and life-extending things, and used the Taoist magic body to hide it from the sky, so as to prevent Mr. Lu Da's cultivation from appearing. Change.
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After doing something similar, Meng Qi looked back to the past.
This time, it was my turn to see the brand of Yuanshi Tianzun that I had always avoided before!
Knowing that Wusheng Old Mother's backhand is likely to come from the secrets left behind by Yuanshi Tianzun and Lingbao Tianzun, not exploring or touching these things is almost like committing suicide!
In the age of mythology, does Yuanshi Tianzun only have his mark left to maintain the process of history? What changes will happen when this empty product of reduction meets his mark?
Is there an opportunity to open the source of time again, reunite the Fengshen, Journey to the West and the real world, return the true face of the long river of time, and shed light on the whereabouts of the two Heavenly Lords?
As for the reincarnation of Overlord Brand, we still have to wait for the next era. There are not many years left in the end!