It's not a familiar sound, but it's definitely a sound I've heard before.
Not someone I'm familiar with, but definitely someone I've seen before.
Hearing this sudden sound by the lake, Jianchou's first reaction was an uncontrollable shock. He subconsciously turned his gaze to look in front of him, and fell into a strange and indescribable state of shock.
It really is him.
The young man who handed her a snowdrop behind the temple and beside the holy lake.
She is still not very tall, as if she has not grown at all in the past twenty years. She still looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a somewhat immature face. Her eyes are narrowed like two bright crescents in the sky. Her pale fingers hold a small bunch of blue delphiniums. There is an indescribable sense of naturalness in her posture and expression, as if she can blend into the surroundings.
Jianchou looked at him, and he also looked at Jianchou.
No one spoke.
At this moment, it turned into a blue-purple enchanting lake bottom, and that pair of clear and vicissitudes eyes just stared at them calmly, neither urging nor anxious.
In the gloomy night, there was a lot of noise.
For the time being, no one had noticed the abnormality in the usually dead silent holy lake behind the temple. From top to bottom, almost everyone's attention was focused on the earth-shaking formation above their heads.
How many years has it been since I saw such a bizarre and grand scene
Dakini Yangjin concealed her body and quietly passed between two rows of patrolling monks. After hiding behind the columns of a large hall on the edge of the temple, she raised her head and gazed at the magnificent formation that was suddenly changing in the sky.
Human power converges with the sky, and the power of heaven descends to humans.
This holy sacrifice formation has apparently begun the most crucial change, and is about to transfer the power absorbed from the holy sacrifice!
But when she opened the spirit bead in her palm, it was still crystal white and motionless. She also didn't know what progress the friend Jianchou, who went to the Holy Lake to look for the Son of God, had made.
Her two beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
Yangjin flipped her hand and took the spirit bead back into her palm. She stayed at the cylinder to take a look at the situation nearby, and then looked for a suitable opportunity to move closer to the main hall, the Saint's Hall.
But I didn’t expect that if I didn’t observe it, I would be shocked once I observed it!
She actually saw the void!
And he was not hiding in some dark corner, but walking in a swagger, wearing a red monk's robe, a string of Buddhist beads around his neck, and holding a light blue conch shell in his hand that he came from nowhere. He walked so blatantly among a group of Tantric monks and headed towards the temple!
How, how is this possible
Did she recognize the wrong person
But she still recognized the face of the young monk Lekong. Not only was it exactly the same, but even the expression in his eyes and eyebrows hadn't changed at all. He just looked a little strange because he was wearing the attire of a Tantric monk.
The person is still the same person.
For a moment, Yangjin was a little dumbfounded. After so many years of cultivation, this was the first time she saw such an unreasonable scene. She was unable to react for a long time.
But Luo Kong suddenly realized something.
He was originally pretending to walk among the twenty or so Tantric monks and passing through the hall in front, but when he passed the huge column, he actually turned his eyes and looked at Yangjin.
Yangjin is simply horrified!
At this moment, she almost lost control of herself and was about to be exposed, and had to kill this monk who looked exactly like Le Kong.
But the next moment, the other party winked at her.
There was some helplessness on his face, but also a little excitement of "I didn't expect it could be like this", and of course he also wanted to reveal his identity to Yangjin.
It’s Liaokong, absolutely correct.
But the more she confirmed the other party's identity, the more confused Yang Jin felt: What a joke, just sneaking in so blatantly? Just walking with the Tantric monks so blatantly? Moreover, she was a great power in the Return to Void Stage. Not to mention Lekong who had just left the body, even Jianchou, who was also a great power in the Return to Void Stage, might not be able to accurately find her hiding place. But Lekong looked over at a glance, without any hesitation or doubt, as if he had known that she was hiding here...
It must be that the Zen monks secretly gave me some mysterious magic weapons...
Um.
It must be like this.
Hiding behind the column, Yangjin thought for a long time.
But Lekong didn't dare to say a word. It was a coincidence that he was able to blend into this group of monks, so at this moment he just gave Yangjin a look and walked away with the twenty or so Tantric monks.
The Saint's Hall was located right below the center of the entire formation. The thin golden beam of light that descended from the sky had become much thicker, and the Buddhist chants in the mandala under the holy mountain had also become much louder.
Have the believers ever seen such a miraculous phenomenon before
He became excited in the moment when the formation changed, and his piety increased, which intensified the operation of the formation and made the beam of light in the formation purer.
Yangjin looked at Kong's back and knew that the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. Although she could not figure out how Kong had sneaked in among the Tantric monks without being discovered, she could just attribute it to the good luck he had accumulated from being a good person in his three lifetimes.
At the critical moment, you can’t care so much.
She didn't have such good luck as Kong, and of course she didn't have such foolishness and courage, so she still followed her old method to approach the center of the formation.
There were not many people who could see the Saint's Hall clearly at this moment. This highest and most magnificent hall on the holy mountain in the snowy area was completely enveloped by the golden light descending from the sky. It looked like the residence of the most untouchable gods and saints in this Buddhist country.
The Dharma King Baoyin was sitting in the middle of this residence.
The formation drawn on the ground of the Saint's Hall had turned into a completely red-gold color, and even floated up from the ground while the formation was operating. The lines connected to each other, and soon they bent into a huge golden lotus.
The gold on the ground and the gold in the sky complement each other.
The golden lotus on the ground became the lotus platform under the throne of Dharma King Baoyin, and the golden waterfall falling from the sky fell into the open black eye between his eyebrows!
It was clearly a powerful force, but when it entered that lifeless black eye, it was like a grain of sand entering the ocean, not worth mentioning at all, without any unnecessary reaction at all.
Vajrapani is also one of the Three Treasures Dharma Kings. He knows in his heart the purpose of this holy sacrifice, so his gloomy face is particularly solemn, and in his eyes there is an excitement and enthusiasm that is difficult to suppress.
He is thin and old.
His drooping face was covered with wrinkles, and each wrinkle was like a ravine with traces of dirt hidden in the ravines; his squinting eyes were heavily weighed down by his drooping eyelids and two gray eyebrows, as if they were invisible; although he was sitting cross-legged in the hall, at first glance, he still looked as thin as a thin bottle.
A string of Buddhist beads made of virgin bones hung between his palms. Each bead was carved into the shape of an evil spirit and kept turning with the movement of his fingers as he moved his lips and chanted Buddhist scriptures.
But at a certain moment, there was a sudden pause.
As if he vaguely heard or felt something from the hustle and bustle around him, the Aquarius Dharma King's bleak eyebrows twitched and suddenly frowned.
Already in the middle stage of Return to Void, he possessed a vast spiritual awareness that could almost cover the entire Snow Region. Although he did not normally release it, and he did not dare to release it at such a sensitive and critical moment to attract the attention of powerful monks from other sects in the Nineteen Continents, at this time, he was still able to cover the entire and most critical holy mountain with his spiritual awareness.
The holy lake behind the temple has been silent for hundreds of years, but just now...
The spiritual consciousness covering that area clearly moved faintly, and when he carefully adjusted himself and refocused his attention to perceive, there was nothing on the lakeside again.
No, something is wrong...
The Aquarius Dharma King almost immediately looked at the Seal Dharma King and was about to say something, but how could the Seal Dharma King in the formation be able to detect any movement in the outside world at this time
He turned into a sculpture, motionless.
The one who received the most powerful power of this holy sacrifice was naturally not himself. At this moment, his body was just like a container, a channel for these powers to be transmitted to where they should be transmitted. However, even so, he still needed to use all his mental strength to support it, and even endure the pain that made his body explode!
Black air and golden light floated and intertwined on his face, creating an eerie look.
The brows of the Aquarius Dharma King suddenly furrowed even more tightly.
Hundreds of years have passed since they summoned the Holy Son from the reincarnation. No one thought that the Holy Son would stand on the side of the Old Secret, and even caused a horrific bloody storm in the Snow Region. Then, about eighty years ago, he was rarely seen. In the past twenty years, he has not shown any trace.
This is absolutely not normal, it always makes people feel like a thorn in the throat and back!
At this critical moment, any unusual change may represent an unusual clue and lead to unusual consequences.
And this time, they must be absolutely sure.
The current plan should have been implemented twenty years ago, but unexpectedly, the female cultivator from Yashan came to disrupt the situation and had a fight with the Old Esoteric Buddhism and the Zen Buddhism, so it was postponed to today.
A heavy gloom was buried in the narrow gap between his eyes.
The Vajrapani Dharma King stood up, gestured to the other masters who were guarding the center of the formation, and then holding the string of Buddhist beads, he walked around the Buddha statue that was also submerged in the golden light, and walked towards the back hall and the holy lake behind the hall.
Almost at the same time, the young man standing by the Holy Lake also raised his head and looked in a certain direction of the rear hall of the Holy Temple.
The lake was freezing cold, and the lakeside was covered with ice and snow.
The young man, dressed in a snow-white monk's robe, had no trace of affectation on his body. He seemed to blend naturally with the world. He stood barefoot, the wind blowing his snow-white hood. When he looked up, there was a hint of dark blue in his eyes.
Jianchou noticed his action immediately, but did not look back to follow his gaze. Instead, she just looked at him calmly and rationally.
The boy obviously felt that her reaction was different from what he expected.
At this moment, he laughed: "Someone is coming, don't you even look back?"
"This holy mountain and holy temple has always been covered by the spiritual consciousness of powerful monks, and it has never been cut off. If the spiritual consciousness of the person coming here can detect my intrusion and the appearance of the Holy Son, I am afraid that the one coming now will definitely be the fatal blow, not the owner of this spiritual consciousness himself."
Jianchou stood by the lake, looking at the young man.
"I don't have the ability to completely hide from the most careful scrutiny of a cultivator of the same level, so I think the Holy Son must have already helped me, so why should I look back?"
Jiye looked back at her, the trust and love in his eyes, almost without any concealment, suddenly welled up, making the smile on his lips become more genuine.
The blue buds trembled between his fingers, with a faint fragrance.
He looked at her, and it was as if he was looking through her at the moment, at the endless her hidden behind her. His deep blue eyes revealed countless mysteries: "You people are so amazing. You at this moment are more interesting than the you I know from thousands of future fragments..."