Chapter 502 What He Left Behind

After a long time, when the dust in the sky finally slowly dissipated, Huan Yin's vision became clear again. In front of him, ten mountains stood tall, and the bottom of the mountains was connected to the ground, making them look like a group of mountains on the earth.

Waving his hand casually to fan away the few dusts that were still lingering in front of him, Huan Yin smiled and walked forward leisurely two steps to the foot of the nearest mountain.

Squatting down, Huan Yin stretched out his right hand to brush away some dust and dead branches and leaves that had just piled up at the foot of the mountain, and then inexplicably said: "How is it, comfortable?"

After the voice fell, there was no response for a long time, but Huan Yin still waited quietly with a smile on his face, without showing any impatience. It was not until about thirty breaths later that a faint red light suddenly appeared on Huan Yin's face, and this red did not come from himself, but from the ground in front of him.

On the ground, in the place that Huan Yin had just cleaned, there was a not-so-big crack in the ground. At this moment, a blood-red light of unknown origin appeared in the crack of the ground. A small part of it shot towards the sky, and most of it was concentrated on Huanyin's face.

Without any intention of avoiding the red light, Huanyin smiled and whispered to the crack of the ground: "Since you are not dead, say something. I know you have something to say, such as "admit defeat" or something like that."

Now Huanyin was naturally talking to Bixi, but Bixi's appearance at this time was really not very good-looking. The whole body had been completely pressed into the ground by ten mountains, and not even a little bit was exposed. If it weren't for his blood-red eyes that could still emit some not-so-bright light to Huanyin's face, I'm afraid his presence would really be completely gone.

After Huanyin finished speaking just now, there was still no response as before. It was not until a long time later that a long and heavy sigh came out through the crack in front of Huanyin. The sighing air rushed out of the crack of the ground, carrying the surrounding dead branches and ashes to fly up and run around.

Then, several syllables that Huanyin couldn't distinguish came out from the crack in the ground in front of Huanyin. It was naturally Bixi's voice, but it was unknown what he wanted to express.

Huanyin shook his head helplessly and responded: "I can't hear clearly."

After a long silence, perhaps Bixi was adjusting his state, and then Huanyin heard Bixi's intermittent pronunciation again: "You... my... person."

Huanyin frowned and asked: "What do you want to say? Just admit defeat, that's easier."

The blood-red light that came out of the crack in the ground suddenly brightened, obviously Huanyin didn't understand what he meant, which made Bixi anxious. Then, after a pause, Bixi's voice finally became clear: "You are... the person I... want to... wait for."

Huanyin finally heard Bixi's words clearly this time, but he didn't understand them at all. In his mind, at this time, Bixi would either choose to beg for mercy or admit defeat directly, but what exactly did he mean by this nonsense?

While he was in doubt, a green light suddenly appeared in the crack in front of Huanyin, suppressing the original red light. Huanyin was a little careless, but when the green light appeared, he immediately focused his eyes and stared at the crack in the ground. Because, he felt an extremely strong Wuliang Dao Qi in the sudden green light, which was much stronger than the Wuliang main peak that appeared!

As the green light became more and more intense, when it was almost about to condense into substance, a small thing flew out of the crack in the ground and slowly moved towards Huanyin. This thing was composed of five very small peaks, shrouded by bursts of green light. If you look closely, you can find that the appearance of the peaks is exactly the same as the Wuliang Five Peaks that are pressing on the ground at this moment, and even its shape and spirit are closer to the real Wuliang Five Peaks in the human world. If the mountain was not so small, like a toy, even with Huanyin's familiarity and closeness to the Wuliang Five Peaks, he would probably not be able to tell the real from the fake.

What appeared in front of him was a magic weapon. When the five small mountains just appeared, Huanyin was extremely sure of this. And it was obvious that this treasure was used by Bixi to summon the Wuliang Mountains, and it was also the magic weapon that Huanyin had always guessed to be from the Wuliang Venerable. I'm afraid that only the treasure created by the Wuliang Venerable himself can reproduce the charm and form of the Wuliang Five Peaks so perfectly that Huanyin can hardly distinguish them.

Bixi now offered this treasure because he finally figured out that the reason why Huanyin could easily lift the mountain to defeat him was not because his power was incredible, but because Huanyin could control the mountain he summoned. And this kind of control is much more sophisticated than the control when he has a magic weapon in his hand, just like the creator of the magic weapon is controlling it, and he can't control it at all, and can't even discover it.

Especially in the last confrontation, Huan Yin was able to move all the five mountains on his back to Bixi's back, making it impossible for Bixi to get rid of him, not even by using magic weapons to call him back. This situation that should not have happened at all made Bixi have no doubts about his guess and was extremely certain.

In fact, in Bixi's mind, there has always been an extremely old memory sealed. He will never forget this memory, let alone the monk who had a connection with him in the memory. It's just that the memory has been sealed for too long, so if there is no special thing to evoke it, I'm afraid Bixi will never think of taking the initiative to extract it. And it is obvious that everything Huanyin did today is the "special thing" that Bixi needs.

"This... is what he... left for you..." Bixi's words were still so weak and so breathless, but at this moment he had tried his best.

His eyes were still firmly fixed on the small mountain that was slowly flying over. After hearing Bixi's words, Huanyin subconsciously responded: "He? Which he?"

However, before Bixi could reply, Huanyin himself suddenly shook all over and stood there in a daze. The "he" he left behind, who else could it be, who else could it be?

In disbelief, he focused his eyes again on the small mountain that had already flown in front of him. Huan Yin's heart beat faster and faster, and in his feeling, it seemed that the small mountain in front of him was also cheering and jumping for joy, wanting to take the initiative to return to his arms.

Carefully extending his hand, Huan Yin's fingertips slowly probed towards the small mountain in front of him that was emitting a green light. However, before Huan Yin could touch it, and even before Huan Yin had stimulated a trace of spiritual power, the green light on the small mountain actually split into a stream, actively coming towards Huan Yin's fingertips, and quickly connected to his hand. In this situation, it was as if Huan Yin was actively involving the light around the mountain.

A feeling of familiarity in the strangeness arose from the bottom of his heart. Huan Yin looked at the small mountain, but felt that the small mountain seemed to be looking at him, and a sense of mutual appreciation that could not be separated for thousands of years was so tight at this moment.

It seemed that he had seen this hill before, and it seemed that the hill existed just to wait for him today, thousands of years later. Or, the hill was created by his hand, and Huanyin was also created by his Tao, so the two were of the same lineage.

This lineage is not blood, but it is no less than the connection of blood. Because it is the connection of Tao, the most fundamental inheritance of cultivators, and something that cannot be changed after being planted in the soul.

Huanyin's heart beat more and more violently, and he could even hear the "bang bang" sound. In his perception, the Tao meaning that was exactly the same as his own on the hill became more and more prominent and obvious.

"Come on..." Huanyin spoke unconsciously.

As if he was extremely happy to be called by Huanyin, the green light on the hill suddenly became brighter, forming a green light channel between the hill and Huanyin's hand. Then, with a "whoosh" sound, the hill flew into Huanyin's palm in an instant along the channel.

Slightly lowering his head, Huan Yin found that the small mountain was slowly turning in his palm, with an inexplicable glow flowing on it, making the mountain seem to have a hint of unpredictable fairy spirit. Taking a slow breath, Huan Yin's "Infinite Sutra" suddenly started to work. He didn't know why he did this, as if it was his instinct to do so, without any reason.

Then, a flash of green light appeared, and the mountain in Huan Yin's palm suddenly disappeared. At the same time, green light suddenly radiated from Huan Yin's body, and finally all gathered on his forehead, appearing dazzling.

After a while, when the green light slowly faded, Huan Yin's face became clear again, between Huan Yin's heroic eyebrows, above his eyebrows, a very small but lifelike green mountain mark appeared, almost like a carving, and it could never be erased...