Chapter 216: The Origin of the True Scripture

ฤฐ %ใต›7Q35 vb 6Gn$i ? . dP R & It is not a good thing to be unable to extricate yourself from a hallucination, and to be frightened and anxious, and not being able to move in such a situation.

She realized that she could pay attention to everything in the outside world, but she just couldn't get out of the vast and quaint picture.

It's like the soul has been completely split into two, half of it is on the bank of the long river that leads to the Xuandong Heaven, and half of it has entered the wilderness of unknown age and place.

The two lights and shadows flew side by side, and He Miaomiao seemed to be walking with them. She could even feel the strong air currents in the air, see the mountains towering into the clouds in the distance, and hear the two lights and shadows around her, crying high and excited.

He Miaomiao tried to make half of the souls who entered the illusion realm focus on observing the red and green lights and shadows around them, until his mind swelled and his knowledge of the sea was drowsy, only to find that these two mysterious lights were actually two birds and beasts that had never been seen before.

The green light that can only make the wasteland full of life is a green sparrow with a smooth and soft body. Its feathers are smooth and beautiful, and the three crests on its head are dark green, which shake slightly in the wind.

And in the dream, the Suzaku that spits white flames and burns the turbid air in the sky is crying with its slender neck slightly raised. The shiny feathers are blood-red, the crown is fan-shaped, and the top is faintly glowing with gold.

He Miaomiao didn't know why, but he was able to determine their types and names, just like memories imprinted in the depths of his mind, and as soon as he saw them, he immediately thought of the name.

The main wood of the green bird is in charge of the vitality of all things in the world, and the main fire of the red bird burns the filth of the heavens and all the worlds.

This information appeared in his mind inexplicably, making He Miaomiao intuitively feel that it should be his memory, and only after thinking about it did he feel extremely strange.

She separated the mind of the outside world, and found that Zhao Jing and Bai Feng around her had already sunk into cultivation, and Ah Zi was bored stirring a weed, raising her head from time to time to observe around.

The spirit that sank into the illusion suddenly shook, and the sky spun in an instant, making her completely change her direction, facing the galloping green sparrow and vermilion bird.

He Miaomiao saw two rays of spiritual light flying out, like two sharp swords, about to penetrate her obviously formless but real body!

Anxious, frightened, helpless... All kinds of complex emotions are mixed, no matter how she struggles, she can't move half a minute!

Seeing the light getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but shout in her heart, trying to communicate with the two strange birds, trying to make them stop!

Suddenly, He Miaomiao felt that everything in the illusion was stagnant in an instant, as if it had become a static painting.

The grass that had just been blown by the wind, the leaves were still bent, and the clouds in the air that were about to block the sun stopped fluttering at the same time.

The light and shadow that came to his face stopped in summer, the wings of the green finch were just arched, and he didn't have time to unfold, and the wings of the red finch were flat, and he was heading in the direction of He Miaomiao's 'existence'.

This stillness only lasted for a moment, and the whole space suddenly moved slowly, and she could almost see the fluctuations in the air brought by the two divine birds as they swept through the air.

But she still couldn't move, and could only watch Suzaku rush straight over. The pair of black eyes the size of a bean grain, shining with magnificent light, seemed to be able to see her presence across everything.

The Vermilion Bird spreads its wings slowly and smoothly, one by one, and cries high again, as if to express excitement and joy.

Before He Miaomiao had time to think about it, this illusion returned to normal in an instant, and the Vermilion Bird was like light, with an extremely long tail of light, straight into the center of her eyebrows.

Boom boom...

The Vermilion Bird drilled into the center of his eyebrows, and it turned into a ball of red light and exploded suddenly, He Miaomiao immediately felt the thunder and lightning of the sea of consciousness, and the drowsiness, swelling and pain seemed to be about to explode.

At the same time, the red light turned into a starry point of light, condensed into a mysterious and obscure ancient text, and rushed into my brain like a mountain and a sea.

He Miaomiao didn't have time to take a closer look, so she could only let the points of light form words, and then swim and hide in the sea of knowledge.

She was powerless to stop it, and she didn't have the slightest resistance to it, but felt an inexplicable familiarity and affinity, as if those words should have belonged to her.

The strokes of those words are complicated, and she has obviously not learned them, but she can always clearly know the meaning of each word. But that paragraph was too long and too much content, and she still didn't remember half of the sentence after swimming around the sea.

When all the words condensed by the red light were hidden in the sea of knowledge, He Miaomiao's sense of being out of her body disappeared completely, and the illusion dissipated as early as when Suzaku entered the eyebrows, and it was only at this time that she felt that she had completely returned to the Tongxuan Cave Heaven.

The separated half of the mind still clearly 'sees' the condition of the companions around him, and 'hears' the gurgling water and the rustling wind outside the formation.

And He Miaomiao couldn't care about everything in the outside world at the moment, and the excitement and excitement she had never had made her heart beat faster. Because the words that quickly disappeared into the sea of knowledge turned out to be a profound and profound exercise!

"The Yuan Shi Zhenjing..."She couldn't help but recite it silently in her heart over and over again, recalling the shock brought by that exercise over and over again.

Although she can't feel the grade, this kind of exercise that comes from a dream and is better than her own memory will definitely not be lower than the ground level!

This exercise is so mysterious, He Miaomiao has obviously read it word by word, but at this moment, he can only recall the first weight.

The words with complex strokes seem unfamiliar, but the combination makes her proficient in its meaning, every sentence and paragraph can make people's thoughts clear, and every time she repeats it, she has a deeper understanding.

When she meditated on the exercises, she really felt that the spiritual power and blood flow in her body were about to move, and the spiritual power in the dantian was shining non-stop, as if she couldn't wait to enter the cultivation state.

Fortunately, in addition to her excitement, she also knew the current situation, and reluctantly put aside the exercises, cutting off the urge to retreat immediately, and letting her churning mind slowly calm down.

"Over the years, I have inquired openly and secretly, and I have never heard of the existence of a transcendent Xuan-level exercise, who knows that it takes no effort at all! I don't know why this exercise is in my memory? What is the connection between the blue finch and the red bird in my dream?"

He Miaomiao quickly calmed down, and began to think about the secret of the illusion, but the Qinglang Realm was wild and closed, and the information she could access was too little, and Rao didn't know why she wanted to break her head.

"Wake up!

Ah Zi's deliberately lowered voice woke up the half-settled three. He Miaomiao has also collected her emotions and no longer thinks about it.

She condensed her spiritual power into her eyes, and looked in the direction that Ah Zi stretched out her hand to point, the trees were shadowed in the moonlight, flickering in the light and darkness, and the five figures were sneakily approaching their formation.

"He Daoyou, the two twelve layers of qi refining will be handed over to you. Ah Zi Daoyou, Bai Daoyou, each of us is on the eleventh layer of Qi refining. Zhao Jing quickly arranged it and was ready to draw out the formation to attack at any time.

He Miaomiao and the three of them nodded at her, and the aura in the formation suddenly brightened, and all kinds of spells were violent, flying in the direction of the comer, illuminating the entire riverbank, almost overshadowing the moonlight.