Chapter 778: Night Moon Style

The night moon is cold, the sky and the earth are empty, and there is only a rustling sound when the wind blows...... "It is not very real to see in the night, the grassland is like the sea undulating, extending to the end of the earth, a barren."

In the cold night, in this desolate vast world, two figures are walking side by side, like a pair of fairy Lingbo, strolling in the moonlight on the endless prairie.

Hundreds of thousands of miles without people, occasionally saw a lone wolf howling at the moon, swallowing the moon, refining the demon pill, and nothing else.

Ye Fan and An Miaoyi didn't speak, they just swept into the void, strolling all the way, feeling a kind of emptiness and softness.

No longer far away, no longer cold, no longer rejecting people thousands of miles away, at this time the hazy light between them is connected, as if they have become one.

"I'm going to the Western Desert again. After a long time, An Miaoyi said softly, her black hair was quite scattered, and his cheeks like mutton fat jade were more fair and crystalline.

"Why, isn't it good to stay?" Ye Fan said.

"My way is in the Western Desert, my way is walking on my own, and if I want to achieve perfection, I need to experience it myself. An Miao is very beautiful, under the cold moon, it seems that she wants to ride the wind and return to the sky.

"You go all the way west, how can I rest assured, I said that I would protect the road for you, how can I let you go alone?" Ye Fan looked at her quietly.

"Go your own way, if the Immortal Three Cutting Dao needs your help, what qualifications do I have to embark on the long cultivation road behind, I am not a burden. Speaking of this, An Miaoyi chuckled, the whole quiet night lit up all at once, she exuded amazing beauty, and her graceful body flowed with a layer of holy brilliance, and said: "Wait until your holy body is completed, or even when you are complete, you will protect the way for me." ”

Ye Fan looked at her in a daze and didn't know what to say for a while, this is a heart-warming woman, very amazing, a lot of words don't have to be said, it is already clear.

"The path of cultivation is full of unpredictable things, especially the level of the Immortal Three Cutting Dao, no matter how amazing people are, accidents may happen. In the past, some of the great sages of the human race died nine times in their lives, and they fought hard to break through, and almost killed themselves. Ye Fan said.

This level is full of variables, it is very complicated, the road to be cut is very difficult, the stakes are very big, it is rumored that the ancient emperors were almost lost in this level when they were young.

Different experiences, different encounters, different paths, talents, etc. may not be a help or even turn into a resistance.

"Little man, are you worried about me?" An Miaoyi smiled sweetly, and said with a glint in her eyes: "This level, after all, must be passed by yourself, and the road to the future can only be experienced by yourself." ”

Ye Fan was shocked when he saw her so persistent, although it was not absolute, but some amazing people may encounter greater resistance.

"You better stay, I won't make a move until the critical moment. ”

An Miaoyi shook her head and said very firmly: "My Dao Fruit can only go there in the Western Desert, you don't have to worry." ”

Ye Fan wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to open his mouth, and the level of Xiansan was really special. In ancient times, there were several geniuses who defended the sky, claiming to be on a par with or even surpassing the young emperors of previous dynasties, but they all fell at this level, engraved in the history books, and made unforgettable for future generations.

Sometimes people often wonder if there would be a few more emperors if those few people broke through?

The two stopped talking, fell silent again, and walked in the moonlight on the barren prairie, their clothes fluttering, like immortals.

"Do you believe that there is an afterlife?" I don't know how long it was, An Miaoyi suddenly asked.

"Why do you ask that?" Ye Fan looked at her.

"Buddhism is about suffering in this life and in the afterlife. An Miaoyi said.

"Who can say in the next life, have you ever seen the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, such a person has never reappeared, how can you believe it. ”

"Do you know that the ancient emperor did not preach in that life because of the past. An Miaoyi said with a smile.

"Aren't you a double cultivator of Buddhism and Taoism, the Buddha talks about the next life, the Tao is important in the world, don't think too vainly. Ye Fan's expression was solemn.

"You should know that the gods in the Taoist palace say that I am chanting for this life and shining in the world, I feel as if I have realized the lost me, so I have a little faith in the future life. An Miaoyi said with a smile.

There are five secret realms in the human body, and any secret realm cultivated to the extreme, there will be the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and many of the ancient sages have specialized in cultivating a secret realm.

Dao Palace, the second largest secret realm of the human body, Ye Fan has also been confused, he has heard the death of me chanting for this life, and some people say that it is Tao me, in the understanding of the rules of heaven and earth.

"Don't think about it so much. Ye Fan said to her, the woman in front of him made him feel a little ethereal, for fear that she would never see her again.

Unconsciously, they came to a big mountain, there are few mountains on the grassland, a horse and a flat river, but when they see it, they are all towering.

On the cliff, there is the fragrance of orchids, there are strange blooms, there are dragon grass swaying, and the fragrance is permeated.

"Look at those flowers, when the autumn wind comes, and all the roots turn into mud, but after a spring rain, and when the flowers bloom again, people may be like this. An Miaoyi said softly.

"What's wrong with you, did you have a premonition?" Ye Fanhuo turned around and looked at him fixedly.

An Miaoyi is dancing with green silk, her body is shining, her forehead is white, her eyes are smart, her body is graceful and slender, and her beauty is blooming, like a god quilt, bright and thrilling.

At this time, he was obviously standing in front of him, but it made people feel very far away, and his voice was empty, and he said: "If I really fall, you should have seen a beautiful flower rain bloom and wither." ”

"Why do you say that?" Ye Fan grabbed her fragrant shoulder.

"Don't worry, maybe I will reappear in ten or a hundred lifetimes, just like the withered flowers, and the day of reblooming, one day it will still be bright in this world. The premise is that you can preach, so that you can wait until that day to see a familiar flower bloom again. An Miaoyi's smile is very bright, but it makes people feel astringent.

"What are you talking about, don't think about this, what the afterlife, what the past, I just need to be invincible in the world, all the cause and effect, all the Buddha says, all shattered!" Ye Fan said.

"The little man is domineering, I also hope that you are invincible in the world, what entanglement, what Buddha fate, what messy fruit will all be killed with one blow and shattered completely. An Miaoyi smiled, like a fairy blooming, it was when it was bright and moving.

The two climbed the mountain step by step, did not speak for a long time, and slowly climbed upwards without mana, like mortals climbing the ferry.

"Little man, don't worry about me, just let me be talking nonsense. The sound of laughter echoed in the mountains, and it was pleasant to the ear.

"Why did you choose such a path?" Ye Fan said.

"There are thousands of Taos, but there are only two for each person, right and wrong. An Miaoyi responded calmly.

"Is there a Bodhisattva or Buddha guiding you forward?" Ye Fan asked, then looked at the West Desert and said, "Okay, when I am invincible in the world, go there and walk for a while, shatter all cause and effect with a pair of fists, and climb Mount Meru to take a look." ”

"Don't say that the future is too far away, it is better to focus on the present than on the present. An Miaoyi smiled very movingly, her eyes were like two wang water, and they were soft enough to melt away the refined steel.

They climbed the mountain, and the mist in front of them was actually a hot spring bubbling up, and in front of them it flowed into a pool like a fairy lake, steaming.

Not far away, wildflowers bloom everywhere, colorful, purple and red, fragrant and refreshing, as if you have landed in a fairyland.

An Miaoyi stood on the top of the mountain, spinning, dancing lightly, like a Guanghan fairy dancing, graceful and colorful.

She has beautiful black hair, a stunning face, big eyes, skin like congealed fat, and her neck is as white as a swan, as beautiful as an elf under the moonlit night.

Graceful curves, white gauze skirts can hardly hide the full double peaks, a small waist in Yingying's hand, slender and straight **, dancing, with a kind of charm in the world, and the figure is beautiful.

When she is smart, she is like a nine-day Xuannu, she does not eat the fireworks in the world, and when she is delicate and bright, she looks back and smiles at her life, turning all beings upside down.

This ancient calamity-level woman is stunning in the world, and her beauty can't find a single flaw, which makes people suspect that she is the most perfect masterpiece of God.

She danced under the night moon, and then sang a cappella, with wonderful sounds and endless charm, which made people intoxicated.

"Little man, I'm leaving......" fluttered to the ground, An Miaoyi turned around, about to ride the wind, and said, "She's coming back, my time is running out." ”

Ye Fan grabbed her, quietly didn't speak, just watched.

An Miaoyi suddenly chuckled, her eyes were bewildering and moving.

One spin, the two stuck together, under the night moon, on the steamy hot spring, the snow clothes were like flowers, fluttering lightly.

This is a white and lush **, shining in the moonlight, every inch of the flowing brilliance, very holy.

However, when An Miaoyi smiled, it could be called a city of laughter, indescribably moving, reversing the state of all beings and opposing the sacred, which was very contradictory.

Holy as a goddess, but also has a charming posture that falls into the red dust, the white jade body is like a water snake, twisting lightly, making people's blood gush.

The two blend together, under the night moon, they are as smart as fairies, the water vapor of the spring pool is misty, and a pair of figures can be seen faintly, which is a fairyland.

Crystal petals flutter and flood the entire hot spring pool, making it a place of spirituality.

When the breeze blows and the mist disperses, you can see a snow-white ** like ivory entangled with a strong body that shimmers bronze and shines.

The silver moon moved westward, and I don't know how long it took, the hot spring pool quieted down, and the two ** bodies were together, looking up at the starry sky, and they didn't speak for a long time.

After another half an hour, An Miaoyi was covered in a crystal flash, holy and flawless, turned around lightly, flew into the air, and a snow-white long skirt fell, covering the wonderful body like jade.

Ye Fan also got up and looked at her quietly, feeling that they were very far away.

A crystal flower bud floated down and landed between An Miaoyi's slender jade fingers, setting off her even more ethereal, noble and ethereal and distant.

"Flowers have a reblooming day, and when people return, they look back and the heart is still the same. Even if the flower withers, we will see each other again in the tenth and next hundred generations, if you preach and look at that familiar flower with your heart......"

An Miao smiled with the rain of flowers, free and natural, and went away, but it made Ye Fan's heart tremble.

The magnificent figure was forever imprinted in his heart, and An Miaoyi, who was far away, was like a god and Buddha who smiled with flowers, and the style of the smile, the moving moment, became an eternal picture.

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