Chapter 549: Its like that year of drought, the grass is not overgrown, its like that year of drought
Chapter 549: Like that year of drought, the grass is not overgrown, just like that year of drought
I don't know when, an ugly girl appeared on the jade steps. She was dressed in coarse linen clothes. She climbed down the steps step by step, looking down at Ji Yuenian.
The commoner girl's face had green and red birthmarks one after another, and her hair was dry and dry. Only her eyes, as clear as water, were extremely beautiful. As her eyes rolled around, she had already reached the bottom of the jade steps and said:
"But the Ninth Buddha of Putuo Holy Realm is in person?"
Ji Yuenian was a little confused about this woman's cultivation, so he bowed and said, "Ji Yuenian has seen the spirit."
The commoner girl nodded and said: "The Supreme Holy Empress Wuji of the Tongling Spirit has ordered that you and the two of you will immediately follow me into the Immortal Palace of the Li Palace to see the Empress."
After saying this, she turned back and walked up the jade steps again, heading towards the Li Gong Immortal Palace at the end of the sky.
With a solemn look on his face, Jiamituo Arhat secretly sent a message to Ji Yuenian: "Although this woman has an ugly body, her aura of immortality is extremely terrifying. She should be a high-flying creature that has reached the extreme realm."
Ji Yuenian glanced at Kamita Arhat and did not respond. Instead, he followed the girl in cloth and walked up the Cangji Jade Steps step by step.
Just now, when Jamita Arhat was transmitting the message, Ji Yuenian noticed very keenly that the figure of the girl in cloth actually paused vaguely!
This incident is enough to prove that this ugly commoner girl should be able to hear the transmission of Jamita Arhat!
The commoner girl could so clearly detect the aura of Buddha origin between Jamita Arhat and Ji Yuenian, which is enough to see the horror of her cultivation state.
After all, Kamita Arhat has lived in the South China Sea Buddhism for a long time. According to his own words, he was born with the "Nine-leaf Buddha Lotus" and has not experienced the baptism of the earth's energy.
It can even be considered a bit slow.
At the beginning, one of them fell into the plot of the Lotus Pond Boy under the Dragon Princess, and even tried to destroy the Arhat Dao Fruit to save a small world, but in the end they all fell into the void, which shows his true character.
The commoner girl was in front, and Ji Yuenian and Jamita Arhat were behind. The three of them walked in tandem for an unknown amount of time, and finally reached the end of the Cangji Jade Stairs.
The main gate of Li Gong Immortal Palace is more than 100,000 feet high, and the terrifying fairy light that penetrates the sky and the earth blooms from it, suppressing this mysterious Tianyuan Cave all the time.
The girl in commoner clothes stopped, turned her head slightly, and said, "I would also like to invite the Ninth Buddha and Lord Kamita to come into the palace to have an audience."
Ji Yuenian looked at her withered side face and replied, "Thank you, Lord."
The girl in civilian clothes did not comment, stretched out her coarse linen sleeves and robe, and condensed a group of clear light very casually, directly covering Ji Yuenian and Jiamithao Arhat: "You two are still young in cultivation and cannot bear to leave the palace.
The Qi of the Immortal Source in it, with this pure Qi protecting your body, you will be safe from danger."
Ji Yuenian thanked him again, stretched out his sleeves, adjusted his robe and appearance, and walked towards the huge gate that was as tall as the sky.
In front of this extremely huge Immortal Palace, Ji Yuenian and Lord Jiamituo were like two black dots as small as ants. Even the cloud-patterned threshold of the main hall of the Immortal Palace seemed like an unreachable tower in front of them.
Like a huge mountain, it seems completely insurmountable.
After walking for about one more stick of incense, Ji Yuenian and Jamita Arhat finally arrived at the mountain-like threshold.
Jamita Arhat looked up and said with a wry smile: "Ninth Buddha, how can we enter the temple?"
As Ji Yuenian's mind surged, he subconsciously looked back, but the ugly girl in commoner clothes was nowhere to be seen.
Kamida Arhat came closer, looked at the ancient cloud patterns carved on it, shook his head and said: "Ninth Buddha, this hall is too huge. The threshold of the main hall of Xianque alone is thousands of feet high. We are cultivating the realm."
It's not enough, and you can't control the air here, so you can't cross this threshold at all."
Ji Yuenian was silent for a while and said: "Zhenjun Jiamitao, when you look at things, you can't just look at the appearance, you must also see the intentions hidden under the appearance."
Jamita Arhat was startled for a moment and said: "What does the Ninth Buddha mean by this?"
Ji Yuenian's eyes trembled slightly, and he said softly: "The commoner girl brought us here. We are only one step away from meeting the Holy Empress of Tongling Wuji. Why didn't the commoner girl directly send us to the main hall?
middle?"
Kamita Arhat seemed to understand, but said, "According to what the Ninth Buddha said, what should we do?"
It was extremely quiet under the Immortal Palace of Li Gong, with only the sound of the two people talking.
Ji Yuenian looked at the fairy-light cloud patterns in front of him and whispered: "An ancient book once said, 'It is like that year of drought, the grass is not broken, and it is like that habitat.' Do you know what it means?"
Jamita Arhat smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Ji Yuenian walked to the fairy light cloud pattern, and black flames appeared in the depths of his eyes, saying: "After countless calamities, the number of heavenly gods and natural immortals in the sacred realm of Yaochi has become less and less.
Just like the vegetation that withers and dries up during the drought season, it is no longer green and yellow, and no evil genius is born who can shine for eternity."
Jamita Arhat closed his mouth with great interest and just listened to him quietly.
Ji Yuenian stretched out his sleeves and stroked the ancient cloud patterns close at hand, and said: "If you continue to call me 'The Ninth Buddha Son of Putuo Holy Realm' in front of the Holy Empress of Tongling Wuji, I'm afraid I'll just wait."
Until the end of time, I will never be able to enter this palace."
After saying these words, Ji Yuenian stepped back a little and tidied up his appearance and robes again. The aura of Xuanyin Divine Source spread out from his soul. He bowed respectfully and said seriously:
"In the year of Jiyue, the direct bloodline of Xuanyin Goddess, the natural deity of the Yaochi Holy Land, I have an audience with the Holy Empress of Wuji Yaochi."
The Jiamitha Arhat on the side had already been stunned for a long time. He could barely come to his senses. Before he could speak, there was a roaring sound from the sky, and immeasurable clear light swept down, directly covering Ji Yuenian and Ji Yuenian.
Jamita Arhat was involved in the Immortal Palace of Ligong.
With the aura of the Immortal Source permeating the air and the Baohua Flag Canopy shrouding her, Ji Yuenian gently opened her eyes, and what came into view was the most noble creature in the Holy Land of Yaochi.
The Supreme Holy Empress of the Unifying Spirit Wuji.
The phoenix and the phoenix are soaring in the sky, and the sky is shining brightly.
Without any modification, this world-famous creature has already transcended the category of ordinary female fairies. Her plain hair is tied between the crowns, and her eyes shrouded in mist seem to have countless worlds arising and passing away.
There are thousands of kinds of life, sometimes withered and dead, sometimes there are reflections of all phenomena, and sometimes there are countless thunders.
If the person who sees it is not in a strong state of mind, he will sink into it in an instant and will never be able to wake up.
Xuanyin's divine blood trembled uncontrollably, and Ji Yuenian fell to the ground involuntarily, his eyelids drooping, his face extremely pale, and an unspeakable bone-chilling pain came from the depths of his soul.
Kamita Arhat knelt down with great respect, bowed his head and saluted, "Jamita, in the holy land of Putuo, has seen the Holy Empress."