Chapter 59: Enlightenment

But this time, it's a little different from before, the voice is still the same voice, but the sentence has changed:

The cave is the truth of all things, the liberation of all things, "You are twenty-five steps away from it, walk with your soul, feel it with your heart." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Twenty-five steps, exactly half of fifty steps, Yun Yan wondered if there was a mystery in it.

After pondering for a moment, to no avail, the voice sounded again, "The distance between the cave and the sky is related to your cultivation, you were thirty-seven steps away from it when you were born, and after your efforts, you are still twenty-five steps away. Think about the relationship for yourself. ā€

After listening to it, Yun Yan was sure that the owner of this voice was the same as the ancient book, and he could see through her heart.

She still focused on the white light, thirty-seven, twenty-five? These two numbers have nothing to do with each other.

However, one thing is certain, thirty-seven and twenty-five represent cultivation, perhaps the algebra of cultivation.

If you want to distinguish which stage is specific, you have to ask the ancient books.

After knowing the secret of the white light, he no longer intends to blindly chase the white light.

The distance is related to her cultivation, as long as she works hard to improve herself, I believe that she will soon be able to get close to the white light.

The truth of all things, the liberation of all things, is really tempting.

Looking up, there was infinite darkness, and Yun Yan shouted, "Where is this, how can I get out?" ā€

The voice chuckled and said, "I've been here for a long time before I think to ask where this is." ā€

Yun Yan pouted, "I've always wanted to ask, but seeing that it's pitch black here, I naturally thought there was no one, so I didn't ask." ā€

She rarely spoils, and when she heard this voice, she couldn't help but want to do it, like a child, nestled in her mother's arms.

"This is a secret place, this place is not real, but it is real. Everyone can enter this secret realm, and everyone can see the cave sky, but everyone can see the distance differently. ā€

She looked dazed, pretending to understand and nodded, "Then how am I going to get out?" ā€

Put away a little softness, a little more serious, "This secret realm is a false existence, you just want to go out and listen to your heart; If you feel tired one day, go find a place called the Void Realm, which is the entrance to this space. ā€

In the void realm, Yun Yan silently recited it in her heart a few times, and then wrote it down.

As if she remembered something, she added, "What shall I call you?" ā€

seemed to be stumped by Yun Yan's question, and the voice whispered for a long time before saying, "The title is all false, if you really want to call, just call me Yuluo." ā€

"It turns out that your name is Yuluo, I'll call you Aunt Yuluo, it feels weird to call Yuluo." She didn't know where this strange feeling came from, she just felt that she should call Auntie.

Aunt Yuluo hesitated for a moment, "I said, the title is all false, if you want to call it like this, just call it like this." ā€

Yun Yan happily called Aunt Yuluo several times.

On the other side, Yu Lanchen rode the mist spirit through the clouds, with a loveless expression on his face, glancing coldly at the reckless mountains.

There, there is such a person, who dominates his joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

The moisture in the clouds cast a thin frost on his long, curly eyelashes, and he lowered his eyes slightly, surrounded by a detached coldness.

He was such a person.

If he hadn't met Yun Yan, he would still be the cold Royal Highness.

"Mist Spirit, what do you think is wrong with me?"

The fog spirit was confused, the unicorn above his head turned around, and his eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "Master, this is emotional." ā€

"Nonsense." Yu Lanchen swept it lightly, "Why are other people's emotions different from me?" ā€

The misty spirit gritted his teeth, "Because the master's courtship failed, someone else's courtship succeeded." ā€

His long eyelashes trembled, and his body was full of coldness and alienation, "I have a noble status and an impeccable appearance, why should she reject me." ā€

The misty spirit said timidly, "Master, I'll tell you the truth, don't blame me. Seeing the master's head, he said, "The master has a bad temper and loves to be self-centered." ā€

It's not that the temper is bad, it's stinky and hard.

Before you met Yun Yan, the world revolved around you, arrogant and self-righteous.

These words, no matter how many dares he gave him, he didn't dare to say them.

It's been as tactful as possible, and if it doesn't sound good, don't blame it.

Yu Lanchen reflected for a moment, "Temper has followed me since I was a child, but I can control it as much as possible; What is self-centeredness? ā€

The fog spirit has a black line on his face, yes, how can the master be so noble to know, it is deeply affected.

He patiently explained to him, "It means that you think of yourself first in everything, and do it when you feel good and satisfied, without considering the feelings of others." ā€

Yu Lanchen nodded as if he understood, "Do I have it?" ā€

Yes, of course there is, and it's serious. But it didn't dare to say it.

Well, in other words, "If the master wants to chase the master's mother, you have to think more about the master's mother, for example, if you have a shelf all day long, this is very unfavorable for you to chase the master's mother."

Just like the Holy Maiden Ren Jing presses you with her identity every day, if you can like the Holy Maiden Ren Jing, the main mother will also like you. ā€

At the mention of Ren Jing's holy daughter, Yu Lanchen immediately reacted, "Ren Jing, that dominatrix, knows how to order me with her identity as a saint of the two countries, how could I possibly like her." ā€

Wu Ling nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, the master doesn't like to be pressed by others with her identity, and the master mother definitely doesn't like others to press her with her identity." "That's self-centeredness.

"But I have never used the identity of the prince to suppress the Yan girl, why should the Yan girl refuse me."

The academy is full of royalty, nobles, and sect heirs, he is very restrained, and he has never used his identity as a prince to oppress people.

Wu Ling thought about it carefully, what the master said was right, the master never used his identity to suppress Yun Yan, but just assigned some inhuman work to their subordinates, this is just the dissatisfaction of his subordinates with their superiors, and it does not affect the master to chase the master mother at all.

The misty spirit rolled his eyes, and said, "The master calls himself "master" every day, which is not conducive to the communication between you and the master. ā€

"No, I'm pretty comfortable with that."

The misty spirit boldly suggested, "The master might as well try calling himself 'I', which is also very pleasant." ā€

Yu Lanchen glanced at the verdant mountains and said lightly, "Lord likes Yan girl,

I like Yan girl. ā€

He pondered it carefully, "It's still the smooth mouth used by "master", and it sounds domineering. ā€

"Domineering is domineering, but listening to the ears of the master mother, it is a little more alienating......" Before the fog spirit finished speaking, he saw the master jump off its back. It's high above the ground, so if you accidentally fall it, it's not easy to do. It was shocked and asked, "Master, what are you doing?" ā€

Yu Lanchen wanted to go down, where could he hear the shouts of the fog spirit.

When he was almost on the ground, he spread the wings he had planted on his back and flew over the trees, looking for Yunyan's traces.