Chapter 781 782. Relative to the same type of people

Author: No Nights in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

It seemed like a dizzy light suddenly broke.

Pei Xihe only felt that this mind was following the "bridge" built by the essence of building wood, leading from Hunyuan Qi, traveling through the unspeakable wonderland, and finally reaching the end.

The mind and spirit of "empty" are turned into the incarnation of "reality".

Pei Xihe saw the bright light flashing in the front, his eyes were slightly deeper, and his thoughts were turbulent.

This situation is probably due to the wonderful power of "jianmu", and the abnormal movements of Hunyuan Qi cannot be omitted.

In other words, the Hunyuan Qi had already had abnormal movements, and every time the "Genyi Jing" was activated, there was a change, but Pei Xihe's realm of the celestial fairy was not noticed.

Now, because of the essence of refining the wood building essence, she finally discovered it.

It is still unknown where the traction is directed. Pei Xihe has some guesses in his heart, but it is difficult to make an assertion.

Because she wanted to confirm what she thought in her heart, she never cut off this connection and let her mind come here to find out.

After all, the Hunyuan Qi was born from her soul, which was the foundation of the "Genyi Jing" and had a great relationship. It was necessary to understand why this abnormal movement arose. Only in this way could Pei Xihe feel at ease.

She raised her head and looked forward, her golden eyes were filled with quietness.

He jumped in and reached another world with the incarnation of the mind and spirit between reality and reality.

Pei Xihe stood in the air, but saw the surrounding palaces.

The flames burn the agarwood, the bead curtains reflect each other, and the sky is wide, but there is only a table in the center.

A piccolo was hanging above, and she saw that the object was full of green and green, with a moist color and greasy texture. The blue gold spiritual patterns lingered on the flute body, and the Taoist rhyme was mysterious.

Surprisingly, Pei Xihe felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart, as if he had already met each other, as if he had been connected by flesh and blood.

She suddenly remembered that she had heard the sound of playing the music flute in a daze, and she was fashionable and thought it was teasing others. Now she was confused and decided for no reason that it was caused by this thing!

Pei Xihe took a breath and walked forward. Whenever she took a step, the piccolo flashed with a light and played a leisurely and joyful sound.

She had obviously never arrived here, but under every step, green lotus grew and her petals were filled with radiance.

This was not born by Pei Xihe's power, but it was entirely because of the jade flute offered to the table.

"call out."

There was a rustling sound from behind him. Pei Xihe looked back at him, but saw the door of the palace and the door was closed quietly, and a man's figure was reflected in the sunlight.

He seemed extremely anxious, but at this moment he was worried and never pushed the door open.

Pei Xihe didn't care about such a change, turned his head and continued to walk towards the central jade flute.

As she became closer, the more she could perceive the call in her heart.

After facing the front, Pei Xihe stopped his pace.

Her golden eyes were clear, and she only took seven or eight breaths to move forward.

"Spring has no birth."

Pei Xihe slowly spitted out these four words between her lips and teeth, and after Emperor Song used his magical powers to make all the energy contained in her soul revived, she suddenly saw a few pieces of memory.

White clothes, blood shadows, long swords, indebted.

Golden bells, tears, piccolos, repayment.

Pei Xihe's golden eyes instantly turned into a deep area, but instead laughed out loud.

The palace was empty and filled with her unrestrained laughter. The man waiting outside the hall heard this sound and after several steps, he still stayed in place.

"The Supreme Master is not zheng."

Pei Xihe finally called this name and raised his hand to touch the jade flute. He saw the flute burst out with a majestic green light and surged into the incarnation of the mind.

At the same time, in the green light in the hall, there was a figure from illusory and hazy to clear and solid.

The woman was wearing plain white clothes, embroidered with silver phoenixes, a jade flute hanging on her waist, a bracelet with golden bells, a face like a bright moon and clear clouds, and a sandalwood seal was dotted between her eyebrows, making her look clearer and dust-free.

She faced Pei Xihe faced her face, her closed eyes trembled slightly, her eyelashes flashed, and finally opened a pair of silver-white pupils that looked like the deep starry sky.

The two women's eyes were intertwined, and they all knew it.

Pei Xihe's golden eyes are brilliant, rebellious and arrogant.

The phantom woman looked at her, facing her eyes, and suddenly sighed.

Even though he never said the word, Pei Xihe also understood what he wanted from this.

The cognitions that we have previously discovered, guessed, and guessed from those memory fragments are now overturned, broken, and reshaped.

Pei Xihe never thinks that she is the Supreme Wuzheng. Her existence is unique and belongs only to herself.

This is her true spirit.

But at this moment, Pei Xihe had to admit that perhaps there were really wonderful connections in this past and present life, and they eventually had similarities.

They are actually the same type of people.

The woman in plain clothes was about to say something, but she saw Pei Xihe's mind suddenly shattering, causing her to have some regrets flowing through her silver pupils.

"Bang."

When the people outside the palace pushed the door open and saw the illusory figure looking at him with a smile.

"Sister!"

...

Here, the "bridge" collapses and loses the things that maintain it. It is naturally difficult for a wisp of mind to survive across the heavenly realm.

However, Pei Xihe transformed into a dissolution, but did not leave completely. She actually found that there was still a slight power and led it to another place.

The "bridge" magical power contained in the essence of building wood is about to be exhausted, and it is hard to help her become an incarnation like before, but Pei Xihe was confused and wanted to go and find out.

The previous pull was caused by the Hunyuan Qi left in the jade flute in the previous body, and now where can this Hunyuan Qi with her mark?

The moment when the mind comes, it is also the time when the essence of building wood is exhausted.

Just one glance.

Pei Xihe saw a palace in all directions of clouds. The aura of the fairy spirit condensed into gold and water, flowing into the mist, stirring up a large area of ​​auspicious signs, with magical ethereality.

The plaque in the palace clearly states the word "Shangyang".

There was a male cultivator in the hall with bright eyebrows and bright moon, and a solemn expression, clearly resembling Liu Qingci from Tianxu Shenzhou back then.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged with his knees, and felt something, and he actually took out a brilliant golden bell from his arms.

This person's eyes were originally pregnant with extraordinary runes, but at this moment it looked particularly dim. Looking at the golden bell, the pupils were dull and unpredictable.

There was a hole on her shoulder. Although it had not flowed blood, it climbed the dark Taoist pattern, which made Pei Xihe feel familiar. It was the work of the Taoist soldier "Lingtian Gun" she had known.

This is the person behind Liu Qingci back then! The performer of the magic trick, the Lord of the Spirit God who almost killed Pei Xihe!

After seeing this, the wonderful power of Jianmu disappeared, and Pei Xihe's mind finally became like rootless duckweed, spreading nothingness.

Han Minglou felt something, and looked at the place, curled the corners of his lips, and smiled as if it were cold and cold.

"A Zheng, I won back then, and now I will never lose."

"No matter you or her."

He held the golden bell tightly in his hand, but saw a little white light lingering between his eyebrows, which attracted Pei Xihe's mind here.

Hunyuan Qi.

...

After returning to his true body, Pei Xihe still had no time to think about the previous experience, and felt that the drop of the essence of building wood had been completely refined in the cauldron, turning into rolling green air and light white mist, and pouring towards her.

It swept through the meridians of the body, circulates the Niwan, Jianggong, Qihai, and penetrates the three major dantians, causing the primordial spirit to burst out with a jade-like radiant light!

【A shot】
Chapter completed!