The Great Enlightenment

"I……"

Ji Yuenian's slender and pale knuckles moved, and he raised his head with great effort, but a sharp pain suddenly came from the center of his eyebrows, causing his head to fall back on the cork pillow.

"Be careful!"

An anxious look appeared in the eyes of the girl in white, and she hurriedly put the wooden bowl in her hand on the table. The soft and warm slender white jade hand brushed Ji Yuenian's long black hair, and carefully brushed Ji Yuenian's forehead. The front silk cloth was removed, and it was dipped into the water basin on the side of the bed.

Ji Yuenian pursed her lips tightly and stared blankly at the golden sunlight that poured in through the window lattice. There was also a bright golden light and shadow reflected in her pupils. As the light in her eyes slowly trembled, bursts of magnificent beauty appeared waves.

Under the order of Li Shixuan, he left Xingyuan Peak and Wangxing Court.

Together with Wang Yueyang and Yu Yan, they went to the ancient city of Cuiri to observe the ceremony.

Qiongyu Daozi.

Being ingested into the Luoshui Divine Seal by the goddess' bloodline girl, she was bound in the false memory of the Luoshui goddess.

Actuating the Yunling Talisman, relying on the Snowfall Divine Sword forged by Zhao Yinyue using the power of the Moon Spirit Remnant Realm, she blocked the Divine Spirit Bloodline Girl Six Breaths from the Divine Sea Yunling Upper Realm.

The last memory was the roaring roar of the huge white dragon that covered the sky, causing everything to be annihilated into the darkness of nothingness.

After leaving the Taiyu Shengzong, the pictures flashed quickly in his mind, Ji Yuenian closed his eyes slightly, and opened them again after a while, the golden light and shadow gradually faded away, and the fog-like light was restored. Deep and quiet.

He had already recalled a few memories in the emptiness and darkness. Until this time, Ji Yuenian was able to know the real connection between Zhao Yinyue and Zhaoming Mountain.

Zhao Yinyue has only existed for sixteen years. Before that, she was not Zhao Yinyue, but Princess Li'er who lived in Zhaoming Mountain.

In the second memory, the goddess in the ice blue palace costume mentioned the real name of Princess Li'er once when she was talking to Gui Jiuyuan.

Ao Li.

In the world of Luoshui Shenyin, Luo Xu's condensed white dragon magical power has completely crushed Ji Yuenian's body, and there is no trace of it anymore.

It is now able to retain the true spirit and the soul, all due to the true spirit blood that Ao Li had injected before he was about to die.

Ao Li is half a true dragon blood descendant and has an infinite number of lifespans, but in that monstrous upheaval, although the Yueling Remnant Realm protected her, it also trapped her for 84,000 years. There are many confinement and rules on his body, and it just leaves a ray of life for him.

As fate would have it, she had endured 84,000 years of loneliness and bleakness alone in the Yueling Remnant Realm, but she had not survived those short sixteen years.

The jade bi has flaws and died. This is a terrible power that originates from the depths of the blood, and it is simply not something that Ao Li can resist.

Breaking through the five realms in a row, going straight through three tribulations, ranking among the three disasters Taiyi Good Fortune, and returning to the Zhaoming Mountain realm on the banks of the East China Sea, the goddess in palace costumes who was born like an exiled immortal devoted all her energy to paving the way for Ao Li. , and finally turned into a bubble that burst at the touch of a button.

After regaining a little strength, Ji Yuenian tilted her head slightly to see that the girl in white was rubbing and washing the piece of silk cloth in the wooden basin, her head lowered slightly, and her expression was very serious.

After a while, she seemed to have noticed Ji Yuenian's gaze, turned her pale jade-like face to the side, held the warm silk cloth over Ji Yuenian's forehead again, and said with a smile: " Your forehead injury is so serious, don't move easily."

After the words were finished, Ji Yuenian's brows felt a stinging pain again faintly. He moved slightly and said softly, "My forehead... What's wrong?"

His voice was very weak and hoarse, and as soon as the words came out, even Ji Yuenian himself was a little stunned.

At the same time, Ji Yuenian seemed to suddenly remember something, and tried to mobilize the profound energy in the shrine, but did not get the slightest feedback.

Ignoring the increasingly severe pain between his brows, Ji Yuenian sat up halfway with the help of the girl in the white dress, leaning on the sill of the wooden couch, and tried to sense his soul and heart fire again.

Cow into the sea.

Whether it is true spirits, divine souls or psychic karma, they all disappear without a trace at any time, as if they never existed.

Snapped!

Ji Yuenian took off the silk cloth on his forehead and threw it into the water basin. His hoarse voice was calm and terrifying: "Girl, do you have a bronze mirror?"

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in white clothes was obviously a little overwhelmed. After a moment of stunned, she hurriedly took a small bronze mirror from the makeup box above the wooden house table and handed it to Ji Yuenian.

This bronze mirror is only the size of a palm, and the edges have been rubbed very smooth. There is a faint fragrance on it, which is obviously for the daughter's own use.

Ji Yuenian was half-lying on the wooden couch, the piercing pain between his eyebrows never eased, instead it became more fierce.

With picturesque brows and eyes, red lips and white teeth, his appearance has not changed.

But between his eyebrows, there was a shocking and terrifying wound.

Ordinary people look at it, it is a red bloodstain that has never healed, but in Ji Yuenian's eyes, the wound is clearly the mark of a twelve-petal lotus platform!

Every petal of the lotus platform seems to be carved into the depths of flesh and blood, and under the reflection of Ji Yuenian's pupils, it exudes a faint dark brilliance.

The entire lotus pedestal is about half an inch in diameter, branded in the middle of the eyebrows, with distinct petals, small and delicate, but there is a hint of silence on it.

"Cover it quickly, it will be bad if it catches cold," the girl in white robe picked up the piece of silk cloth in the water basin, and gently put it on Ji Yuenian's forehead, "You said The wound came from out of nowhere, and it hasn't healed for more than ten days, it's really very tight."

Ji Yuenian didn't say a word, lay down on the wooden couch again, closed his eyes slightly, and kept sensing the soul, true spirit, and psychic karma that seemed to never exist at all.

More than ten days ago, when Yao returned from collecting herbs in the mountains, she found Ji Yuenian in a coma outside the wooden house. She has been kind-hearted since she was a child, and she has never seen such a good-looking boy like Ji Yuenian. They settled in the wooden house and took good care of it to this day.

Xu time.

The shining silver moon wheel gradually spreads and appears, and the dazzling galaxy in the extreme sky lasts for eternity.

Ji Yuenian woke up in a trance, and it was not until he got off the wooden couch that he realized that the clothes he was wearing were still black robes with intricate patterns engraved. Spotless.

In just a short moment, Ji Yuenian can conclude that this clothing is by no means his magic weapon, but the yin qi of heaven and earth in his blood!

This is enough to prove that even though he still can't sense a shred of profound energy at this time, the power of the bloodline has not really disappeared, and it is still quietly hidden in an unknown place.

The bright silver moonlight poured in and shone on the delicate little face of the girl in white, who was asleep.

She slept in clothes and clothes on a cold and hard wooden bench with a cloth mattress.

Seemingly aware of the sound, she opened her eyes slightly and saw Ji Yuenian's slender figure with her back to her, quietly at the door.

The girl in the white dress rubbed her eyes, followed Ji Yuenian's lowered gaze, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "That's what's by your side."

The thing that was placed beside the threshold was a sword.

The once blazing white sword body that was like frost and snow had long been covered with a layer of black dirt, and the dazzling sword light that was enough to tear mountains and rocks disappeared.

Ao Li used the power of the last moon spirit remnant to refine the sword for Ji Yuenian in the fantasy realm of Luoshui Shenyin.

Falling Snow Sword.

At this time, the frost and snow long sword has lost its splendor. At first glance, it looks like a rusted iron rod, dull and dull.