Ayu Holy Lake is clear and translucent. It is a bright pearl on this plateau. According to legend, Amitabha Buddha once bathed in a golden body and planted green lotuses here. People often come here step by step just to worship.
Some old herdsmen have been away for several years, and some even died on the way, but they did not regard it as suffering, but savored and enjoyed the process, taking it seriously, a pilgrimage is like a sublimation of the soul.
These people are bruised and bruised, and the moment they come to Ayu Lake, they will be full of energy, as if they have completed the most important thing in their lives.
Ye Fan and An Miaoyi walked around the holy lake of Ayu, neither of them spoke, just walked in silence like a couple of gods, and then walked to the depths of the plateau.
They saw some pilgrims who were extremely devout and worshiped with their lives. Everyone had a divine radiance overflowing from the top of their heads, and they had sustenance in their hearts. It was also a kind of practice, and only people with fetal bones like Ye Fan could see it.
The altitude here is very high, the grass on the ground is fresh, the sky is exceptionally blue, and the clouds seem to be just above the head, as if they can be touched by reaching out.
Ye Fan and An Miaoyi did not speak at all, they just walked silently like this, stepping on the grass waves, walking hand in hand on the plateau, until the sun set, stretching their shadows very long, and sprinkled a piece of red brilliance.
There are some things that don’t need to be said, everything is unspoken, they just walk side by side like this, they all know the way forward, and they all know the final result.
Finally, they returned to the ancient Ahan Temple. In the setting sun, the whole temple was covered with a layer of golden radiance, which was extraordinarily holy and beautiful.
Next to it, the lake is dotted with light, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, as well as their figures, as graceful as jade.
"You have to take care!" Ye Fan stared at her blankly, about to leave, he felt a little sour in his heart, a person is so small, many things can't be changed.
Tianzhu will find a way, he has no choice, this is a kind of helplessness.
A galaxy cuts off the future, separating people on both sides for a lifetime, and it is difficult to cross it after a lifetime. Looking up at the brilliant stars, you can only watch the flowers bloom on this side from the other side.
"I think I can cut my way." An Miaoyi stood by the Ayu Holy Lake, reflecting the sunset, her face was brilliant, and there were crystals in her eyes, which finally turned into tears.
Ye Fan took out an ancient bronze lamp, which was obtained from the dilapidated Daleiyin Temple in Yinghuo Ancient Star. It was the only one intact, but there was no light flickering.
He gave this blue lantern to An Miaoyi, a spark streaked across the wick, and they walked around the Ayu Holy Lake for the last time, An Miaoyi said softly, "Be careful all the way."
When I looked back, that figure was still there on the shore of Ayu Lake, truly peerless, becoming an eternal demeanor, and the whole sunset glow fell on her body.
"I cut my way...but I forgot about the past." Two lines of crystal tears fell from An Miaoyi's beautiful eyes, and she stared at the distant figure in a daze.
A ray of light shot out from her white forehead, and entered the blue lamp in her hand. The light was bright, and the wick flickered.
"Who am I, who is he?" An Miaoyi was very calm, looking at the distant figure, and then caring for herself, with tears rolling down her face, she stood in front of the Ahan Temple.
As the setting sun fell, her body was dyed red, and a radiance flowed, making her look more and more out of the world, clean and spotless, spotless.
"boom!"
At this moment, on the Ayu Plateau, the sky is auspicious, the ground is full of divine lotuses, and the sky is full of Buddha lights, and a mysterious atmosphere fills every inch of space.
A female Bodhisattva appeared behind her, holding flowers and laughing, covering the sky, surrounded by the sun, moon and stars, with thousands of ways, and all kinds of gods appeared together.
"when… "
Throughout the western desert, bells rang in many ancient temples, and a female Bodhisattva appeared in the sky above every temple following the Buddha's light, shocking many people.
The bell rang melodiously, and in the beautiful sunset, An Miao cut her way, and an incomparably miraculous vision occurred, manifesting in the world.
She was surrounded by all kinds of divine splendor, the sun, the moon, and the stars were turning, and her whole body became more and more holy. Only tears hung on her face, and she said to herself: "Forget it, then cut it all, cut it clean."
"when!"
In the ancient Ahan Temple, the bells rang through the heavens and the earth, and the Buddha's light became more intense. Wisps of light shot out from the center of her eyebrows, all of which were submerged in the green lamp, and the flames danced and continued to shine.
"I suddenly realized that the source of my heart is wonderful. The shell of ignorance is always cracked. There are six interests in the dream, but after awakening, there is nothing holy and ordinary."
An Miaoyi withdrew her eyes, dressed in light clothes, sat cross-legged on the lotus, her hands were knotted into the seal, she was so beautiful, the last two tears rolled down her face, there was no trace of sadness.
On the horizon, Ye Fan did not leave, and stood there all the time. When he saw the final scene, he felt sore.
The setting sun disappeared, the Buddha's light all over the sky receded, all kinds of visions subsided, An Miaoyi disappeared, and a chanting sounded.
Ye Fan stood on the horizon, silently looking at Ayu Holy Lake, like a stone statue, motionless until the sky was full of stars, and then the morning glow rose.
After one night, he faced the rising sun and strode towards the east without using mana or supernatural powers. Although he did not bow down step by step, he was still walking asceticly like a pilgrim.
What he worships is not a god, not Amitabha, nor any great emperor. There is always a golden villain in front of his eyebrows, which is himself!
"I am invincible in this world, I can smash everything, I can change everything, even if the ancient emperor reappears, it will be hard to stop my footsteps!"
A few days later, his footsteps became faster and faster. He didn't use any secret technique, didn't use his divine power, but like the wind, there was an inexplicable way to flow, and a step covered several miles.
At this time, Ye Fan was immersed in a special wonderland, where his body and the heaven and the earth were united. Although he was standing on the second floor of Xiantai, he could see everything in Xiansan in a daze.
Ahead, there is finally a natural moat that cannot be crossed, blocked by obsession, and cannot be cut. Two days later, he woke up completely, his body was light and glowing, as if he had experienced rebirth from a feather, and his sea of consciousness was full.
"Is this my own alternative pilgrimage?"
Ye Fan said to himself, and without further delay, he took out the formation prepared by the Black Emperor, and crossed back to the land of the Eastern Wilderness on this day.
Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple, a place that makes monks all over the world crazy, is full of temptations, ancient scriptures, fairy materials, insights from former sages, green tripods that existed in the ancient times... as long as you get one, it is enough to benefit you for a lifetime.
No matter how dangerous it is, it can't stop people's longing, like moths to a flame, many people who have been in seclusion for many years and are considered to have already passed away have appeared, wanting to go in and have a look.
In the past few days, the Five Regions have been in turmoil, and powerful people from all walks of life have set off to Zhongzhou to dig up this ruins that have been covered in dust for more than 200,000 years.
"We must get the broken green tripod!" This is the only goal of all the ancient tribes, especially the major royal families. If they want to find out the secret of immortality, the ancestors dare not reveal it, but their descendants have all set off!
Negotiations between the Four Gods and the Yaoguang Holy Land have finally come to an end, and the seal of the ancestral temple will be opened in a few days, and qualified people can enter.
Ye Fan came back, calm in his heart, adjusted all his emotions, and had to leave no matter how reluctant he was to his old friend in this world. Regardless of whether his parents were still there, even if it was nothing, he would go back and have a look. This was an unbreakable obsession in his heart.
Tianzhi Village is still the same, the monkey has been back for a few days before Ye Fan, his worries have not come true, his uncle is fine, nothing bad should happen.
After Ye Fan came back, he found Pang Bo and told him that once he entered the ancestral temple, he must not be separated from him, and the two of them would act together. The ancient Buddha sat down and did not mention Pangbo's return, which made him somewhat worried, fearing that something might happen.
"I really want to take the last battle to leave, can't I stay?" Li Tian, Li Heishui and others in Tian Zhi Village were very sad and did not want to part.
These days, Ji Ziyue did not come again, saying that she would see them off on that day, and she lost her old smile.
"I said boy, if you really want to leave, why don't you leave after a sacramental body? Or else, I'll catch it for you, and I'll fight it out!" said the big black dog. Everyone was happy, and the dullness of parting was diluted a lot.
The ancestral temple of the Yuhua God Dynasty will be open in three days. At that time, heroes from all walks of life will gather in Zhongzhou, which will detonate the world!
Ye Fan, Hou Zi, Duan De and the others set off ahead of time to avoid accidents and miss the time, and they must make adequate preparations outside the field.
Not everyone can enter the ancestral temple. Only a very small number of people from the five domains are eligible to enter. This is the result of joint discussions among various religions. Except for the immortal great religion, it is difficult for others to get their hands on it.
Immortal inheritance, as representatives of the world, they can naturally suppress everything. This decision is useless even if other small factions want to oppose it. Of course, casual cultivators can also enter if they are strong enough, but they need several difficult tests, in exchange for qualifications.
As soon as Ye Fan arrived in Zhongzhou, he attracted the attention of the world. The Four Gods sent a letter directly, inviting him to visit the ancestral temple together, and he was immediately qualified.
Afterwards, the ancient princes such as Houzi, Tianhuangzi, Huangxudao, Huolin'er, Huoqizi, and Shencan Taoist were also declared eligible to enter.
Li Tian, Li Heishui and others were dissatisfied, they didn't even have the qualifications, Heihuang and Duan De even clamored, saying: "Damn, can't we kill him in, we form a pair, kill him and turn the world upside down!"
If you want to enter, the conditions are extremely harsh, which naturally caused dissatisfaction among the people in the world, but people quickly fell silent again. This time, apart from the Four Great Gods and Fluctlight, even the other immortal holy places only have a few places. Only one leader can enter.
It is conceivable how precious those letters confirming qualifications are. This is a kind of recognition, and it is the common recognition of its power and status by all major forces.
"I can't wait, I hope the emperor will go in and have a grievance with him!" said the monkey.
"I hope that Wang Teng will appear, and I even hope that the other two gods and goddesses will appear to avenge blood!" Li Heishui and Jiang Huairen said.
"I have a hunch that Hua Yunfei and Li Xiaoman will show up!" Pang Bo said.
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The ancestral temple will open in three days. The former number one ancestral lineage of Zhongzhou has long been filled with powerful people, and heroes from all walks of life have appeared, and even a large number of masters have come from various tribes of the ancient times.
Zhongzhou Longmai, a sea of people, clouds moving from ten directions, all converge here!