Chapter 42 Section 9 The Shape of Empty Phantom
Liubao Mountain, the forbidden place of Kongchan Temple, is the dead place of Liubao's ancestors and senior monks. Countless souls hover around this landscape day and night for a long time.
What will happen when all this is suddenly broken?
Under a huge ancient wood, there stood two people - Lu Jianfeng and Su Yao.
Soon, behind the two, the monk servant also came over.
He pulled a wooden cart, and the person on it was Yan Xiaowei.
A group of people stood here and stared at the situation in front of them.
What they saw was a very surprising situation for them!
A huge illusory shadow stands on the top of Liubao Mountain, illusory, rippling with the wind, swaying, but always standing there.
A huge human figure is an old man. In his eyes, he emits an old and wise light. His hands stand in front of him, and his feet float in mid-air.
"Bum!"
Suddenly, Su Yao knelt down!
“Ancestor••••••••”
Su Yao's expression is extremely pious!
It turns out that this illusory shadow is the deceased monk on Liubao Mountain - the ancestor of the monk of Ruoshui Zen Temple - Liubao Ancestor!
The huge figure, but there was no words, but his eyes looked at Su Yao, Lu Jianfeng and others under his feet.
At this moment, Su Yao, Lu Jianfeng and others are as small as ants under this illusory figure.
Only at this moment did Lu Jianfeng feel that he was so small!
"Bum!"
Lu Jianfeng also knelt down. He knew that only this figure could save her - Yan Xiaowei.
"Please••••••••••" Lu Jianfeng looked gloomy.
"Jianfeng, he - he can't speak. The ancestor has been dead for many years. Presumably, this illusory shadow is just a trace of the world left by him." Su Yao said like this.
"So - what should we do?" Lu Jianfeng was surprised to hear it.
He originally thought that this man, a waterfall monk, could show his humanity and treat Yan Xiaowei, but after listening to Su Yao's words, his heart was already cold.
Su Yao was quite sad when he saw Lu Jianfeng's look, so he said, "Jianfeng, although the ancestor of the waterfall can't come back, but since there is a trace of his soul here, we still have a chance."
"Really?"
Lu Jianfeng was overjoyed!
"I have already told you that when I come to Liubao Mountain, as long as I defeat the surrounding resentment, then after seeing the spirit of Liubao monk, I can cast spells." Su Yao said like this.
"That's great!" Lu Jianfeng smiled rarely!
He turned around and looked at the woman in blue lying on the wooden cart. There was a smile in the corners of his eyes!
"Yan Xiaowei, we have a way. I think you can wake up in a long time!" Lu Jianfeng thought of it secretly in his heart.
"Liip-Zhong!"
Whose voice shouted out, magnificent mountains and rivers?
Lu Jianfeng was shocked!
That's Su Yao's shouting!
At this moment, Su Yao's body floated into the air and came to the front of the illusory shadow of the waterfall monk!
After a moment, Su Yao with a solemn face coincided with the huge illusory shadow!
What is he going to do?
"Uncle Su Yao••••••••" Lu Jianfeng was terrled!
He saw that Su Yao sacrificed the soul bell, and then disappeared!
However, Lu Jianfeng's worries are superfluous, because soon after, Su Yao appeared again!
This time, Su Yao's body has expanded to a great extent - as big as the illusion of the waterfall monk just now!
"Ancestor monk, borrow the shadow of your soul!" Su Yao shouted in mid-air!
Lu Jianfeng looked at what happened in front of him in great emballingly. He silently prayed in his heart that all these changes would develop in a favorable direction!
"Get up!"
Su Yao slowly stretched out his hand and shouted in the air!
A breeze suddenly floated.
On the wooden cart, the woman in blue gradually appeared, and her whole body floated from the wooden cart to Su Yao's body!
"This••••••••••"
Lu Jianfeng saw Yan Xiaowei's body and slowly floated up in mid-air. He couldn't help but worry!
"Jianfeng, don't worry. After a moment, I will use the soul of the waterfall ancestor, and then use the spell of the soul bell to summon the soul of Miss Yan Xiaowei."
Su Yao said like this.
His tone is quite relaxed, and he must have a certain certainty!
Lu Jianfeng is overjoyed!
Suddenly, everything in heaven and earth changed from bright to dark!
The sky and the earth are dark!
What's going on?
Lu Jianfeng raised his head in surprise and looked up at the sky!
Black shadow, huge clock cover!
That's the bell!
"The bell - the bell - the soul..." Su Yao's voice sounded again!
"Ah?"
Lu Jianfeng's expression became extremely surprised. After a moment, everything here was surrounded by darkness!
In the last glimmer of light, Lu Jianfeng finally saw the reason why all this happened--
The soul bell suddenly became infinite, surrounding everything, heaven and earth, trees, and people!
The huge soul bell suddenly fell!
"Boom!"
The sound is shocking!
The soul bell surrounded Su Yao, Lu Jianfeng, the shadow of illusion, and Yan Xiaowei!
Everything has become dark, and everything is no longer visible!
Lu Jianfeng can only feel that there is a flowing wind all around him!
The robe flipped and trembled all over!
He knows that he is now in Su Yao's spirit bell.
However, such a strong wind rises for no reason, which is very surprising!
He felt that not far away, Su Yao's shout had changed!
Su Yao is casting a spell!
Lu Jianfeng, who was anxious, looked around, but couldn't see anything. At this moment, he was panicked and anxious!
However, although he was anxious, panicked and extremely uneasy, he couldn't do anything about it.
He has no choice but to wait and believe Su Yao's spells!
"Yan Xiaowei - please - you must wake up!"
Lu Jianfeng shouted out in a low voice!
Silk tone, wandering, shuttling.
Where did you shuttle to?
No one knows, and perhaps no one can hear it.
However, what Lu Jianfeng in his dream did not expect was that the sentence he shouted so lowly turned out to have a response--
"Lu Jianfeng•••••••••••"
The extremely weak voice was crisp and pleasant, like a warm breeze blowing over Lu Jianfeng's whole body!
Lu Jianfeng trembled all over!
The soul seems to float out!
Whose voice is that?
Whose voice is so soft, so pleasant, so beautiful?
There is no sound, which is brighter, clearer and more pleasant than the sound of Lu Jianfeng's voice calling his name than now!
Deep in my heart, a burst of touching!
In countless dreams, such a voice hovered beside Lu Jianfeng.
I only hope that I can hear this person's voice, and I only hope that such a dream will come true one day!
Lu Jianfeng slowly walked forward in the dark with his feelings!
He doesn't know the road ahead, but he can feel the other party's breath!
That's a spiritual breath!
There is nothing that makes Lu Jianfeng feel more intimate than that kind of breathing!
"Yan Xiaowei••••••••••"
Finally, all the helplessness and worry, all the confusion and helplessness, like the darkness before dawn, gradually, there is a dawn light!
Finally, the soul bell, the huge bell cover, slowly opened.
The first beam of light between heaven and earth sprinkled down.
The soft wind brushed Lu Jianfeng's side.
In front of him, a woman, dressed in blue, stood there gently and softly, with a shallow smile in her eyes!
"Yan Xiaowei!"
Lu Jianfeng was full of laughter and ran past•••••••••