During the Mahayana period, monks need to endure 9981 heavenly thunders, crush their physical bodies with heavenly thunder, quench their souls through heavenly thunder, get rid of mortal wombs, shape immortal bodies, and fly to the heavenly realm from then on. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bai Shisu's consciousness was suddenly pulled out of the Jade Emperor's body, she stood in the void sky, coldly watching the Jade Emperor cross the thunder tribulation, the rumbling thunder seemed to resound in all walks of life, and there were countless monks who came to hear the voice, all of them were feeling the supreme avenue in the heavenly thunder.

Even if the monks who were watching were all around, they didn't dare to get close to the thunder half a step, everyone automatically retreated to a hundred zhang away, and the thunder slashed on the Jade Emperor's body like a torrential wind, breaking every bone of him, and shattering his body inch by inch.

"Hahaha, what is this bit of thunder? Heaven! Ha, O Celestial! ”

With the fall of the seventy-second heavenly thunder, the sky shrouded in dark clouds gradually broke open, and a mirage of palaces faintly emerged from above.

There were surprises and exclamations in the crowd, Bai Shisu also raised his head, looking at the so-called heavenly realm, the majestic and majestic heavenly gate is made of yang jade essence and gold system, behind the heavenly gate is the nine-fold heavenly gate that has aroused countless reveries, each of which is a palace lined up, the glow is endless, and it is amazing that the magic of the heavenly palace is created.

Bai Zisu narrowed her eyes, there was only one palace in the ninth heaven that was proudly independent, silent and clear, but the three words Bai Yujing on the palace gate attracted her attention.

White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

The rumored Bai Yujing is not only synonymous with the heavenly realm, but also makes countless literati in the world sigh with admiration, and the generations of the world are also immortal, and the years of immortal longevity are ruthless. At the same time, Bai Yujing is the unique palace of the Emperor of Heaven, except for this name, no one knows what is in the palace, let alone what the Emperor of Heaven is like with the sky.

"Why?! Why! Why!!! Hysterical questions came from the thunder of the sky, the body was shattered, and the Jade Emperor, who was empty of his soul, was unwilling to point to the sky angrily and asked, "Why can anyone do it, but I can't do it alone?" Tell me, why?! ”

Only then did Bai Shisu's gaze shift from Bai Yujing to the Jade Emperor's body, and he found that he had not yet condensed into an immortal body, it should be said that he could not condense an immortal body no matter what, and he could not fly to the heavenly realm.

"I left everything behind, I was single, and I practiced and realized for thousands of years, and only now did I understand that it was my wishful thinking to ascend to the heavenly realm, but wasn't it you who made me have this delusion?!"

The Jade Emperor stood in the midst of the purple thunder, raised his head, and asked loudly.

"A catastrophe in 10,000 years, born because of a catastrophe, died in a catastrophe, and robbed yourself, are you questioning the emperor?"

A solemn voice came from Bai Yujing, the closed palace gate slowly opened, and a figure paced out of it, his steps were not hurried or slow, but with a unique rhythm, affecting the three thousand Dao methods of all the monks.

Bai Shiso stared, trying to get a closer look at the man's face.

Suddenly, a big and warm hand covered her eyes, retreating her into a familiar embrace, the moist breath lingering in her ears, and a clear voice like the moon came: "Shisu, don't look at it, it's all a dream." ”

In an instant, the hustle and bustle of the sky was gone, as if it had returned to a silence, only the rhythmic heartbeat of the people behind him, and the faint smell of blood.

Bai Shisu sniffled, frowned, and said, "Are you injured?" ”

Sensing the slightly trembling eyelashes in his palm, itchy, as if it was stirring his heart, making him fascinated and unable to help himself, rolling the Adam's apple a few times, he found a normal and said: "Your nose is really smart, even this bit of blood can be smelled." ”

Bai Shisu covered the hand covering his eyes with both hands, pulled it down gently, turned his head and said, "Xiao Weiran, who are you ......?"

The latter words came to an abrupt end abruptly.

"Huh?" Xiao Weiran stared at her earnestly and stopped, "As long as you want to know, I will tell you." ”

Bai Shisu lowered her head and took a step back, distancing herself from him.

In fact, she wanted to ask a lot, where did his Nanming Lihuo come from, what was his identity, how he rescued her from the illusion of a Mahayana monk, and how could she make him fall in love with him...... She thought that he was just a cannon fodder who had never been depicted in an extremely ordinary horn, and she explained the whole life in a few words, but the more she came into contact, the more she felt that he was unfathomable, and the mysteries around him became more and more.

Sensing her estrangement, Xiao Weiran's eyes were a little dim, he narrowed his eyelids slightly, and his face gradually revealed abnormal white: "Zisu, I'...... Ahem......"

Hearing Xiao Weiran's sudden cough, Bai Shisu quickly raised her head, and seeing that his face was much paler than usual, she suddenly felt his fragility, and then helped him aside to rest: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's just some skin trauma, Senior Brother Lu is really powerful, I'm ashamed of myself." Xiao Weiran clenched his fist with one hand and gently pressed against his bloodless lips to block the occasional cough.

Seeing Xiao Weiran's injured appearance, Bai Shisu recalled that when they first met, they almost hurt him, when he was poisoned, he coughed so softly, his smile was calm and gentle, his back was straight, he seemed pale and sickly, but he was actually proud to the bones.

She shook her head, how could she suddenly think of these things, she had never been a sentimental person, looking at everything indifferently and refusing too many fetters.

"I pretended to be defeated by Senior Brother Lu, and then faked my death to escape, and now Senior Brother Lu is still participating in this game." Xiao Weiran explained softly, "The owner of this tomb has died, but there is still a wisp of divine consciousness that remains, but it has woven an illusion for you, and it itself has almost disappeared." ”

Bai Shisu looked at Xiao Weiran suspiciously: "How do you know?" ”

He smiled calmly, like a gentleman who was as gentle as jade: "I am somewhat involved with the owner of this mausoleum, and I will tell you slowly in the future, how about it?" ”

Glared by his smile, Bai Shisu tilted his head slightly: "Whatever you want." ”

"Shiso." He called softly.

"What?" Bai Shisu turned his head and asked.

"You're so good-looking."

“……”

"I like you more."

“……”

"May I hold your hand?"

"Get out of here!" (#‵′) (To be continued.) )