Chapter 639: Holding Flowers in the Mirror and Embracing the Moon in the Water
The overlapping picture screen worlds are in a trance, the endless translucent silk threads spread and interweave, and the countless small thousand worlds accumulate layer by layer, constructing this mysterious realm that exists at the bottom of the holy mountain of Xumi.
Rotating heavy pole.
In the corner of a huge painting screen, on the back of the mountain made of translucent silk threads, two illusory lights and shadows as small as ants are sitting opposite each other, and they are drawing an incredible and mysterious picture together.
"Taoist Aunt is about to finish this painting, and she spent a long time here before, and finally it is not a waste of time."
Under the black robe woven with illusory silk threads, the bright red and soft lips evoked a slight smile, and the meaning contained in it was somewhat inexplicable.
A few feet in front of her, a woman in a plain green silk Taoist robe sighed, her frowning brows slowly relaxed, she stretched out her sleeves to put away the picture scroll between the two, and said in a low voice : "Although the picture scroll is only short of one stroke, but I can't find a chance to write it, unless..."
At this point, the Taoist nun in silk robe suddenly moved her face closer, stared at the girl in the big black robe, and said word by word: "Unless you tell me how to get rid of the source of the true spirit projection, I will We can take advantage of the time when the original silk thread is sloughed off, and we can really finish this painting, and at that time, under the hook and pull of the distorted air mechanism, is the vitality for you and me to break free from this situation."
The black-robed girl raised the corners of her lips and said softly, "Does Taoist really want to know?"
The nun snorted coldly and said: "You hang me with this matter day and night, aren't you talking nonsense now?"
The black-robed girl stretched out her slender, white fingers under the wide sleeves, and said with a smile, "Give me that scroll."
The Taoist nun was stunned for a moment, and said: "Although you have been my painting boy for hundreds of years, this last stroke cannot be touched lightly. If there is a slight mistake, the ten thousand years of my time trapped here will be in vain."
The black-robed girl shook her head, leaned against the side of the translucent rock, and said, "You and I are tied together in one place. If you don't even believe me, you can live here forever."
This remark caught my ears, Taoist nun seemed to think of something suddenly, her complexion changed suddenly, she lowered her voice and said: "Are you going to activate the method of withdrawing projection right now?!"
The black-robed girl's expression was extremely calm, she just smiled and said softly: "In a few breaths, this breath will dissipate, so bring it quickly."
But under the cover of the wide black robe, there is already a crystal mist in his clear and penetrating eyes.
The Taoist nun's expression was already extremely excited, she took out the scroll from her sleeve tremblingly, and handed it to the girl in black robe.
The black-robed girl took the scroll and slowly stretched it out.
At this moment, the large black burqa suddenly shattered, scattered into transparent light and shadow all over the sky, revealing the girl's black and soft black hair, her hair is windless and automatic, in the corner of this picture screen world It rises from inside, extremely miraculous.
boom!
The unimaginable sound of terrifying roar and tearing sounded from the bottom of my heart. An unstoppable supernatural power traveled through countless time and space, through the rain, snow, wind, frost, mountains and rivers, through the long and incomparably long distance, through the own rules of the painting screen world, It fell into the depths of the true spirit projection of the black-robed girl!
A clear and pleasant whisper lingered in his ears.
"Look for flowers in the mirror, and find the moon in the water."
boom!
In the projection of the true spirit, there was another roaring sound that could tear everything apart!
A terrifying golden light that has never been seen since ancient times filled the air, followed by that magical power, and directly shattered the own rules of rotation within a radius of several feet!
This indescribably distorted true light is exactly the true light of the Buddhist scriptures passed down by the Venerable Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, revealing the secrets of heaven!
Even the Venerable Manjusri Bodhisattva in the Wutai Mountain Realm didn't know that this Buddhist scripture, which was sealed up by the Lord of Chaoyinjian, was actually the deadliest place where Venerable Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva gave birth!
The girl in black robe was holding the scroll, her soft voice was slightly choked with sobs: "Just write."
The Taoist nun looked at the translucent black-robed girl in front of her, stretched out her fingers tremblingly, and drew a silk thread on the rocks beside her, condensing tens of thousands of years of silence, condensing endless silence and suffocation, and finally in that picture of Beiju. On the ancient map of Luzhou, the last stroke was made heavily.
Just when the picture scroll was completed, the vast world seemed to be quiet for a moment.
Put pen to paper to scare ghosts and gods.
The entire picture scroll seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and it kept turning back and forth. The dense translucent silk threads on it were entwined and hung up in the sky, and finally all gathered in one place, turning into a translucent streamer light curtain, covering the black robe Girls and nuns are shrouded in it.
The power of breaking and distorting the rules is too terrifying, even causing the void here to collapse inch by inch, but these collapsed places are quickly restored under the rules of the cycle, and many dark and terrible sufferings have been created between birth and death. gap.
Under the blessing of the true light of the Buddhist scriptures, the supernatural power that had stagnated for a few breaths finally surged again, sweeping the cocoon of the light curtain within it, shrinking rapidly, and turning into a tiny speck of dust in an instant, submerged into the room in the cracks of the rules.
The world of countless overlapping screens is still so dead and illusory. Under the cover of the true light of the Buddhist scriptures, it seems that even the secrets of heaven have been covered.
In the reincarnation, none of the lamp-holding Buddhas noticed that there were two light shadows that were as small as dust in this reincarnation prison.
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In the deepest part of the emptiness and darkness, Ji Yuenian sat on the floor in the snow-shouldered fairy clothes, with his eyes tightly closed, as countless fragments of blurred and broken memories surged from the depths of his soul.
"Where the heart goes, even under the immeasurable calamity, there can be a glimmer of life."
"When the cloudy moon is still sunny, but if the hearts of all beings in this world change, it will be irreparable."
"You demon monk!"
The scabbed monk's voice gradually faded away, and Ji Hong's voice rang in his ears, making Ji Yuenian's brows subconsciously frowned, but he still didn't really open his eyes.
"If that celestial body ghost can break free from the reincarnation pole, there will be some incredible changes in its origin. Such a creature that is made of virtual reality has never been born in the world. Not only can she free herself from her destiny , even if you can not enter the five elements of heaven and earth, when the calamity is counted, it may become your chance to break the game."
As the broken lights and shadows surged past, the voice of "Su Yi Ji Yue Nian" lingered, making Ji Yue Nian's frown even tighter.
"Buddhist Yuanjiao has a layout in the three realms. It has the power to reach the heavens and the earth, and it has the majestic spirit to swallow the world. I can only tell you that whether it is the mangy monk or the former owner of Chaoyinjian, I hope you Can be the creature that breaks free from the chess game."
"She has entered the reincarnation, and there is only a trace of the projection of the true spirit, and the rest is illusory. If she can leave the 'reincarnation' again, so as to truly turn the emptiness into reality, and become a creature that has completely escaped from the Buddha's "fixed number", From then on, you can escape from the Three Realms and Five Elements without entering the cycle of fate."
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The memories of countless true spirits gradually faded away, Ji Yuenian slowly opened his eyes, raised his head, and stared at a bright golden light hanging above the dark sky.
That magical golden light was very quiet, and the deepest part of the light was an ancient book whose pages were somewhat yellowed.
No one could have imagined that the Buddhist scripture left by the Venerable Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is actually a "thing that contains the secret of heaven" that has never appeared in ancient times.
Beneath the secret is fate, and beneath the fate is all things. Although the creatures in the world can change their fate and deduce the secret by virtue of supernatural powers, they can never be above the secret, and no creature has ever been able to know the true secret.
As for the secret above, it is the place that the boundless sentient beings will never be able to touch.
"The flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are originally eternal illusory things, and they can never reappear in the world."
"But……"
Ji Yuenian stretched out his snow-white robe sleeve embroidered with gold thread, revealing a pale and slender palm with a complicated expression.
"Under the blessing of the true light of this Buddhist scripture, this 'Looking for flowers in the mirror, fishing for the moon in the water' can actually bring back to life a person whose true spirit has been broken, and to forcibly capture the projection of his true spirit out of the reincarnation pole is really to seize the world The terrifying supernatural power of good fortune."
After the true spirit of the living beings is shattered, it can be regarded as completely dissipating in the three worlds. However, there are people with great compassion in the Lingshan Heavenly Realm. The heavy pole makes it hang under the holy mountain of Xumi all the year round.
However, if there is a person whose true spirit is broken in the world, the reincarnation will take a trace of the true spirit projection in the shattered true spirit, and put it into the screen world, retaining the original consciousness, so that it can live forever in an illusory body .
"But the rules of heaven and earth cannot be disobeyed after all. Even if the projection of its true spirit reappears in the three realms of heaven and earth, it will not last long. One day it will be annihilated and dissipated with the wind, leaving no traces."
"Even if Venerable Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva personally cast a spell when he taught the Dharma, the Kamita Arhat who was rescued in an unknown place will completely shatter the phantom of his true spirit and disappear completely in the world between."
"This celestial body ghost is different from the Kamita Arhat. She has experienced the complete collapse of the true spirit, and now she is about to turn from the virtual to the real. Not in the Three Realms and Five Elements, but her true spirit projection is so weak, I don't know how long it can survive..."
Feeling turbulent, Ji Yuenian turned his eyes away from the dark sky, and looked at a distorted light and shadow that appeared tens of feet away in front of him.
In a trance, the soft voice of the black-robed girl thousands of years ago seemed to linger again.
"Ji Yuenian, if one day I really have the chance to reincarnate, but you are no longer in this world, then I would rather live forever and sink into obscurity."
As the voice in the memory slowly dissipated, the dream of the past gradually faded away, and the huge group of light and shadow became distorted and became more intense.
After an unknown amount of time, the deep darkness of this abyss finally returned to tranquility.
The difference from before is that where the distorted light and shadow were just now, there is already a faint halo of coldness.
Ji Yuenian was a little dazed, raised his eyes, and fixedly looked at the figure gradually appearing in the halo.