Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1482: Bodhi Soul
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Speaking of words, Ye Chen was startled again, and he quickly glanced away from that side, guilty in her heart, she knew that Beisheng was a woman? Can she recognize me? She knew that I robbed Beisheng?
This surprised him. No one here knew that Bei Sheng was a woman, and no one knew that he had robbed Bei Sheng, and no one knew him, but she seemed to know everything.
Two or three seconds later, he turned to see Ji Ningshuang again. She had sat down, spread Wu Wu Tian Shu on her knees, and diligently buried her head to read, the whole bookworm.
He is quite sure that even after three years, she still has not lifted the memory ban, because the real Ji Ningshuang will never wink at him or smile like that.
"The past is too bitter. It's good to be your Yaochi." Ye Chen closed his eyes again, slowly turned around, and disappeared on the mountain in one step, ignoring the battle between the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saints.
Xiao Jiu Xian actually looked up, but when he looked back, he disappeared. Ye Chen: What about people?
Ye Chen went to the depths again, and there were still many people in the depths. Not everyone was watching the battle between the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saints, such as some old guys, who had gone to the ruins to seek opportunities.
Late night, the battle between the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saints came to an end.
The ruins have calmed down a lot, and after watching a war, the cultivator have dispersed their unwillingness and continue to wander through the ruins. Many people have found opportunities, and many people have lost their lives.
When the full moon is empty, Ye Chen stepped across a sea and found a temple deep in the sea.
The temple is dilapidated, very old, covered with years of dust, and weeds can be seen everywhere. Among the standing Buddha statues, many spider webs have formed, and there is still compassion and compassion.
Ye Chen walked all the way to the back courtyard of the temple and saw a person in his eyes. He was meditating under the ancient tree and meditating, looking at it carefully. Is n’t it Xuanhuang ’s Western Lord?
West Buddha is like a Buddha, sitting like an old monk sitting in a plate, with a lot of Buddha light on his body, and a halo of Buddha light behind his head. Even the rosary in his hand shone with luster, and each one carried Zen.
He is the venerable of the mysterious desert and the western desert. They are as famous as the Southern Emperor and the North Saint.
Suddenly, Ye Chen's gaze moved from Xizun to the ancient tree behind Xizun.
The tree is very extraordinary, simple and natural, lush and green, the leaves do not cause dust, and one or two pieces fall from time to time in the wind. In the fall, it becomes a ray of Buddha light until it is invisible.
"Bodhi tree." Ye Chen murmured, as if recognizing the ancient tree. According to legend, the Buddha of the Zen monastery, under the bodhi tree, proved to be an emperor.
"The donor also recognizes this tree." Xi Zun opened his eyes, his eyes like a mirror, reflecting the dirt.
"Have heard." Ye Chen smiled slightly, glanced at his side, sat down on a dry well platform, and then pulled out the jug. "Xizun Guo is as rumored, it is not easy."
"'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique', the same." Xi Zun chuckled lightly, rolled a fallen leaf, bounced into a Buddha's light, and merged into the Bodhi Tree. The entire Bodhi Tree was stained with the essence of the Buddha.
Ye Chen did n’t say a word, but his eyes narrowed slightly. He was surprised that Xi Zun could break his identity, and looked at him indifferently, as if he knew he was 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique'.
Xi Zun still smiles lightly, his eyes like a mirror, quietly looking at Ye Chen, their eyes are crossed.
The ruined temple was calm, and the breeze was blowing, and all the leaves of Bodhi slapped on the shoulders of Ye Chen and Xizun. Both of them were motionless, and they looked at each other quietly.
I do n’t know when I saw the two bodies trembling together. A corner of Ye Chen's mouth overflowed with blood, and Xi Zun, too, had bleeding at the corners of his mouth, but instantly turned into Buddha's light.
Yes, the two used to fight with ideas. Their endings, regardless of victory or defeat, Xi Zun ca n’t help Ye Chen, Ye Chen still ca n’t beat Xi Zun, and the Tao is comparable to Dharma.
Xi Zun got up, held the rosary in his hand, and left slowly. After he left, the bodhi tree dissipated. "The bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There was nothing in it. Where did it cause dust?"
"Really elegant." Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and had a new definition of the power of Xizun.
As he said, he drank his last drink and turned into the dry well. This broken temple contains not only the Buddhist meditation of the linden tree but also other secret treasures in the dry well.
The previous idea was against each other, and the two did not agree. Ye Chen did not grab the bodhi tree behind the seat of Xi Zun. Xi Zun did the same. He knew that there was a treasure in the dry well. Gu, since they are indisputable, they will each get one thing.
The Ye Chen has fallen in the dry well. There is no water in it. It is a cave house with a radius of only thirty feet. There is only a stone table and a stone chair and an ancient stone lamp on the table.
Don't know what age it is, the vicissitudes of life are ancient, the dust of the years has covered its original face, and everything is dust, only the stone lamp, and at this moment there is a faint candlelight.
Ye Chen stepped forward, sat on the stone chair, and looked at the stone lamp quietly, more precisely at its wick. It was a ray of remnant soul, which had long dissipated the wisdom, leaving only soul power.
Xu is too old, and the only trace of soul power is burned out in a flash, and the swaying candlelight is then annihilated, leaving only the simple and natural stone lamp.
But the moment Ye Chen clearly disappeared at the candlelight, I heard a sad sigh and saw an ancient picture: It was a young man, who integrated a ray of soul into a stone lamp and lit a long open fire, He sat there to guard until the years let him white.
The Ye Chen was in a trance, and subconsciously took the stone lamp and held it in his hand and carefully examined it.
The stone lamp looked strange from the outside, but when I opened my fairy eyes, I looked at it. The blood and mysterious mystery were incomparable. The stone casting the stone lamp contained a mysterious power innately, which he had never seen before.
"Is this the legendary enchanting lamp?" Ye Chen seems to recognize what this lamp is.
The legend about the enchanting lamp is that he listens to the sword **** body. The enchanting lamp is an ancient divine object that helps rejuvenate people. Injecting a ray of soul and burning the soul fire can breed new spirits.
"It is indeed a treasure." Ye Chen chuckled and encased the enchanting lamp in the body. Compared with the bodhi tree, this enchanting lamp is more valuable. The legendary things must be heaven and earth.
Treasure has been obtained. He turned out of the Dong Mansion, and he did not forget to use the Secret Laws to seal it.
He knows that in this cave house, there must be a sad story. Someone wants to use the enchanting lamp to rejuvenate people, but he has to wait for years, and he will not wait until the person returns.
At last glance at Dongfu, he flashed out of the dry well and stepped out of the broken temple in one step.
This temple is really a place of opportunity. There is a bodhi tree and there is an enchanting lamp. Fortunately, this place of opportunity let him find it. Similarly, Xi Zun is also lucky.
The ancient temple is calm, but outside the ancient temple is lively. Some people are fighting for a small exquisite tower. The war is not small, and the sky collapses, and the world is chaotic.
Not to mention that the two sides of the battle are also non-general, with shoulder-to-shoulder power and strong bloodline. The most important thing is that Ye Chen also knows them. They are Mazu God Son and Yaozu God Son.
"Boy, I've been looking for you for a long time." Ye Chen scolded, carrying the mace and killing him.
The Matriarch God Son and the Demon Clan God Son are fighting well. The battle is unmatched. The Ye Chen is suddenly killed. The Demon Clan God Son was caught off guard and flew out with a stick.
The demon clan God Son has a miserable form. During the flight, the **** body does not break apart, and the demon blood squirts out thinly.
"I'm going." Mauritan God Son was amazed, and immediately stopped, looking at Ye Chen like a monster, and the demon God Son **** body that can beat with a stick cracked, how strong should this mate be!