Chapter 778 Night Moon Style

The moon is cold in the night, the sky and the earth are empty, only the sound of rustling can be heard when the wind blows..." It was not very clear under the night, the grassland was undulating like a sea, extending to the end of the earth, a barren area.

On a deserted night, in this desolate vast world, two figures walked side by side, like a pair of exiled immortals, walking on the endless prairie in the moonlight.

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

Ye Fan and An Miaoyi didn't speak, they just wandered in vain, walking all the way, feeling a kind of emptiness and softness.

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

"I want to go to the Western Desert again." After a long time, An Miaoyi said softly, her black hair was loose, which made his suet jade-like cheeks even more white and crystal clear.

"Why, is it bad to stay?" Ye Fan said.

"My way is in the Western Desert, and my path is my own. To achieve perfection, I need to experience it myself." An Miaoyi was slim and beautiful, and under the cold moon, it seemed that she was going to ride the wind and return to the sky.

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

"My own way is my own. If I need your help if I need your help, I don't have the qualifications to embark on the long road of cultivation. I'm not a burden." Speaking of this, An Miaoyi chuckled lightly. , The whole quiet night was lit up for a while, she exuded amazing beauty, and her graceful body was flowing with a layer of holy brilliance, saying: "Wait for your holy body to be completed, and even protect me when it is completed."

Ye Fan stared at her blankly for a while, not knowing what to say, this is a woman who makes people move, she is very amazing, many words do not need to be said, it is already clear.

"The road of practice is full of unpredictable things, especially the hurdle of the Immortal Three Slashing Dao. No matter how amazing people are, accidents may happen. In the past, some human race great saints were all dead, and they struggled to get through, almost beheading themselves." Ye Fan said.

This level is full of variables and is very complicated. The road to be cut is very difficult, and it is very important. It is said that the ancient emperor almost broke in this level when he was young.

Different experiences, different encounters, different ways of slashing, talent, talent, etc. may not help or even become resistance.

"Are you worried about me, little man?" An Miaoyi smiled sweetly, and her eyes flashed with wisdom, "After all, you have to pass this test yourself. It's about the future, and you can only experience it yourself."

Ye Fan was shocked when he saw her being so persistent. Although it wasn't absolute, some amazing people might encounter even greater resistance.

"You still can't stay until the critical moment, I won't shoot."

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

Ye Fan wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say Xian San. This level is really special. In the ancient times, there were several geniuses against the sky, who claimed to be on a par with or even surpassed the young emperors of all dynasties, but they all perished in this hurdle, engraved in the history, and unforgettable by future generations.

Sometimes people often think, if those people break through, will there be more emperors? However, there is no assumption that once it fails, no matter how amazing it was in the past, it will be dust.

The two stopped talking and fell silent again, walking on the moonlight on the barren prairie, their clothes fluttering, like a fairy couple.

"Do you believe in an afterlife?" An Miaoyi suddenly asked after an unknown amount of time.

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

"The whole line of Buddhism talks about suffering in this life and living in the next life." An Miaoyi said.

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

"How do you know that the ancient emperor did not prove the Tao because of the past." An Miaoyi smiled.

"Aren't you cultivating both Buddhism and Taoism, Buddha talks about the afterlife, Taoism is important to the world, don't think too much." Ye Fan looked solemn.

"You should be clear about the gods and burdens in the Taoist palace. They all say that I am chanting scriptures for this life and illuminating the present. I feel as if I have realized the lost me, so I have a little faith in me in the future." An Miaoyi said with a smile.

There are five secret realms in the human body. Any secret realm cultivated to the extreme will have the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth. Many ancient sages specialized in one secret realm.

The Taoist Palace is the second largest secret realm of the human body. Ye Fan was also lost. He once heard me chanting scriptures for this life, and some people said that it was the Taoist self, and he was comprehending the rules and order 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 be seen again.

Before they knew it, they came to a big mountain. There were very few mountains on the grassland, and there was a flat river, but when they saw it, they were all majestic and towering.

On the cliffs, there are orchids fragrant, strange flowers bloom, dragon grass swaying, and the fragrance permeates.

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

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

An Miao danced with blue silk, her body was crystal clear, her forehead was white, her eyes were bright, her body was graceful and slender, and her beauty was blooming, like a god quilt, bright and breathtaking.

At this time, standing in front of me, it makes people feel very far away, and the voice is empty, and said: "If I really die, you should have watched a beautiful rain of flowers bloom and wither."

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

"Don't worry, maybe I will reappear after ten or a hundred lives, just like the withered flower plant, and the rebirth day, one day it will still be bright in this world. The premise is that you can prove the Tao before you can wait until then. One day, maybe we will meet a familiar flower." An Miaoyi's smile was bright, but it made people feel heartbroken.

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

"The little man is domineering, and I also hope that you are invincible in this world. Any entanglement, Buddhist fate, and chaos will all be smashed and shattered completely." An Miaoyi smiled, like a fairy flower blooming, it was that Bright and moving.

The two climbed the mountain step by step, without speaking for a long time, slowly climbing up without mana, just like mortals.

"The little man doesn't have to worry about me, just treat me like I'm talking nonsense." An Miao's laughter echoed in the mountains, which was pleasant to the ears.

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

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

"Is there a Bodhisattva or Buddha guiding your way forward?" Ye Fan asked, then looked at Xi Mo and said, "Well, when I'm invincible in this world, go there and walk for a while, and smash all cause and effect with a pair of fists. , Climb Mount Sumeru and take a look."

"If you don't talk about these, the future is too far away. It's better to focus on the present than the present." An Miaoyi smiled very movingly, her eyes were like two strong waters, and they were gentle enough to melt refined steel.

They climbed this big mountain, and the mist in front of them was filled with mist. It was actually a hot spring gurgling, and a pool in front of them, like a fairy lake, was steaming.

Not far away, wildflowers are blooming everywhere, colorful, especially colorful, and the fragrant fragrance makes people feel refreshed, as if they are in a fairyland.

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

Her black hair is beautiful, her face is shocking, her big eyes are smart, her skin is as creamy, her neck is as white as a swan, and she is as beautiful as a elf under the moonlight, which is suffocating.

The curves are graceful, the white dress and gauze skirt can't hide the plump twin peaks, the small waist that is full of hands, slender and straight, dances gracefully, with a charm of chaos in the world [covering the sky], and the figure is absolutely beautiful.

When she is agile, she is like a mysterious girl in the nine heavens, and she does not eat the fireworks of the world.

This ancient disaster-level woman, stunning the world [covering the sky], beautiful without a single flaw, making people suspect that it is the most perfect masterpiece of God.

She danced under the night moon, and then sang a cappella, the wonderful voice lingering in the ears, the charm is endless, and people are intoxicated.

"Little man, I'm leaving..." An Miaoyi fell to the ground lightly, and turned around to ride the wind away, saying, "She's coming back, I don't have much time."

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

An Miaoyi suddenly laughed lightly, her eyes bewildering and touching.

With a twist, the two of them stuck together, and under the moonlight, by the steam-filled hot spring, the snow clothes were like flowers, dancing lightly.

This is a pure white and lustrous, glittering and lustrous under the moonlight, and every inch is flowing with brilliance, which is very holy.

However, when An Miaoyi laughed, she could be called a charming smile, which was indescribably moving. It contradicted the state of beings and the sacred.

Holy like a goddess, but also has the charming appearance of falling into the red dust, the white jade body is like a water snake, and it twists lightly, making people's blood spurt.

The two of them blended together, and they were as smart as a fairy couple under the night moon.

The crystal petals fluttered, submerging the entire hot spring pool, making it a place of spiritual desire.

The breeze blew, and when the mist dissipated, one could see a strong body as white as ivory intertwined with a gleaming bronze-colored treasure.

The silver moon moved westward, and after an unknown time, the hot spring pool calmed down. The two were side by side, looking up at the starry sky, and did not speak for a long time.

After another half an hour, An Miaoyi's whole body was sparkling, pure and flawless, she turned around lightly, and flew into the air.

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

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

"A flower will reopen, and when a person returns, look back, and your heart will remain the same. Even if the flower withers, we will meet again in ten or a hundred lives. If you prove the Tao, look at that familiar flower with your heart..."

An Miaoyi smiled with the flower rain, free and easy, but she left, but Ye Fan's heart trembled.

That magnificent figure was forever imprinted in his heart, and An Miaoyi, who was far away, was like a god and Buddha who smiled and smiled.

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