Chapter 778 Night Moon Style

The night moon is cold, and the earth is empty. Only when the wind blows, can there be a rustling sound. It is not very real at night. The grassland is undulating like the sea, extending to the end of the earth, and it is desolate.

In this deserted night, in this desolate and vast world, two figures walk side by side, like a pair of fairy waves, walking on the endless grassland in the moonlight.

There is no smoke in hundreds of thousands of miles. Occasionally, I saw a lone wolf roaring at the moon, swallowing the moonlight, refining the demon elixir, and nothing else.

Ye Fan and An Miaoyi didn't say anything. They were so empty and walked all the way, feeling a kind of emptiness and softness.

It is no longer far away, no longer cold, no longer rejecting people thousands of miles away. At this time, there is a hazy light connection between them, as if they have become one.

"I'm going to Ximo again." After a long time, An Miaoyi whispered, her black hair scattered, making her cheeks like mutton jade more white and crystal clear.

"Why, isn't it good to stay?" Ye Fan said.

"My way is in the western desert. I have to go my own way. I want to be perfect. I need to experience it myself." An Miaoyi is beautiful. Under the cold moon, it seems that I want to ride the wind and return to Tianque.

"How can I rest assured that you go all the way to the west? I said I would protect you, how can I let you go alone?" Ye Fan looked at her quietly.

"My own way is to go by myself. If the three immortals all need your help, what qualifications do I have to step on the long practice road behind me? I'm not a burden." Speaking of this, An Miaoyi smiled softly, and the whole quiet night lit up. She exuded amazing beauty and graceful body flow. Moving a layer of holy light, he said, "When your holy body is completed, and even when it is completed, protect me."

Ye Fan looked at her in a stun and didn't know what to say for a moment. This is a touching woman, very amazing. There is no need to say a lot of words, it has already been clear.

"The road of practice is full of unpredictability, especially the level of Xian Sanzhan Road" No matter how amazing it is, people may have accidents. In the past, some great saints of some ethnic groups died and struggled to kill themselves. Ye Fan said.

This level is full of variables, which is very complicated. The road to be cut is very difficult and very related. It is said that the ancient emperors almost lost in this level when they were young.

Different experiences" encounters are different, and the way is different. Talent, talent, etc. may not be a help, or even become resistance.

"Little man, are you worried about me?" An Miaoyi smiled sweetly, and said with a flash of wisdom in her eyes, "This level has to be passed by yourself, and it is related to the future." You can only experience it by yourself." Ye Fan was shocked to see her persistence. Although it is not absolute, there are some amazing people. There may be greater resistance.

"You'd better stay until the critical moment." I won't do it."

An Miaoyi shook her head and said firmly, "My Daoguo is in Ximo, and I can only go there. Don't worry."

Ye Fan wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. Xian San is really special. In ancient times, there were several anti-sky wizards, who claimed to be able to be compared with the young emperors of all dynasties, and even surpassed them, but they all fell into this level, engraved in history books, making future generations unforgettable.

Sometimes people often wonder if those people break in, will there be more emperors? However, once it fails, no matter how amazing it was in the past, it would be mud and dust.

The two stopped talking and were silent again. They stepped on the moonlight on the barren grassland, and their clothes fluttered like a fairy couple.

"Do you believe in an afterlife?" I don't know how long it took, An Miaoyi suddenly asked.

"Why do you ask like this?" Ye Fan looked at her.

"Buddhism is about the bitterness of this life and the afterlife." An Miaoyi Dao.

"Who can say clearly in the afterlife? Have you ever seen the reincarnation of the ancient emperor? Such a person has never reappeared. How can you believe it?"

"How do you know that the ancient emperor did not testify to that life because of the past." An Miaoyi smiled.

"Aren't you a double practice of Buddhism and Taoism? Buddha talks about the next life, and the Taoism is important in this life. Don't think too empty." Ye Fan looked solemn.

"You should know that there is a god* in the Taoist palace. It is said that I am reciting for this life and shining on the world. I feel as if I have realized that I have passed away, so I have a little faith in future generations." An Miaoyi said with a smile.

The human body has five secret places. Where any secret place is cultivated to the extreme, it will have the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth. Many ancient sages specialize in a secret place.

The Taoist palace is the second most secret place in the human body. Ye Fan has also been confused here. He has heard me chanting scriptures for this life, and some people say that it is Taoist me, and he is feeling the rules of heaven and earth.

"Don't think so much.

" Ye Fan said to her, and the woman in front of him made him feel a little ethereal, for fear that she would never see her again.

Unconsciously, they came to a big mountain. There are few mountains on the grassland, a flat river, but when they saw it, it was towering.

On the cliff, there is the fragrance of orchids, strange blooms, dragon grass swaying, and half-scented.

"Look at those huā, when the autumn wind comes, they are all rooted and turned into mud. However, after a spring rain and the recurrence of huā, people may be like this." An Miaoyi whispered.

"What's wrong with you? Do you have a premonition?" Ye Fanhuo turned around and looked at him fixedly.

An Miaoyi's green silk is flying, her body is crystal shining, her forehead is white, her eyes are smart, her body is graceful and slender, and the god is blooming, like a divine quilt, bright and thrilling.

At this time, she clearly stood in front of her, but it made people feel very far away. Her voice was empty and she said, "If I really die, you can think you have seen a beautiful front rain blooming and withering."

"Why do you say that?" Ye Fan grabbed her shoulder.

"Don't worry, maybe I will reappear after ten or a hundred generations, just like the withered huā plant, and the reopening day, one day it will still be bright in this world. The premise is that if you can prove the truth, you can wait until that day. Maybe you will meet a familiar huā again." An Miaoyi's smile is very bright, but it makes people feel astringent.

"What are you talking about? Don't think about this, what the afterlife, what the past, I just need to be invincible in the world, all the cause and effect, all the Buddha said, all smash!" Ye Fan said.

"The little man is domineering, and I also hope that you are invincible in the world, such as entanglement, Buddha's fate, and all the chaotic fruits are completely smashed with one blow." An Miaoyi smiled, like a fairy blooming, which was the bright and touching time.

The two climbed the mountain step by step, did not speak for a long time, and slowly climbed up without mana, just like a mortal.

"Little man, don't have to worry about me, just think I'm talking nonsense." The sound of peaceful laughter echoes in the mountains, which is pleasant to hear.

"Why did you choose such a path?" Ye Fan said.

"There are tens of millions, but there are only two for everyone, right and wrong." An Miaoyi responded calmly.

"Is there a Bodhisattva or Buddha guiding your way forward?" Ye Fan asked, then looked at the west desert and said, "Well, when I am invincible in the world, I will go there for a while, crush all the cause and effect with a pair of fists, and climb Mount Xumi to have a look."

"Speaking of this, the future is too far away. It's better to pay attention to the current world than to pay attention to the time." An Miaoyi smiled very touchingly, and her eyes were as soft as two waters, which could be melted into refined steel.

They climbed the mountain, and the water in front of them was filled with fog. It turned out to be a hot spring, flowing in front of them into a pool like a fairy lake, steaming.

not far away, the wild huā is everywhere, colorful, purple and red, very colorful, fragrant, refreshing, like a fairyland.

An Miaoyi stood on the top of the mountain and rotated, dancing lightly like a Guanghan fairy, graceful and graceful.

Her black hair and beautiful face are amazing, her big eyes are smart, her skin is like curd fat, her neck is snow-white as a swan, and she is as beautiful as an elf under the moon night.

The curve is graceful, the white gauze skirt is difficult to hide the full peaks, the small waist, the slender and straight **, dancing gracefully, with a charming posture that disturbs the world, and the figure is beautiful.

When it is flexible, it is like a nine-day mysterious girl. It does not eat fireworks in the world. When it is delicate and bright, it turns back and smiles, turning all sentient beings upside down.

This ancient disaster-level woman quietly dominates the world, and the beauty can't pick out any flaws, which makes people suspect that she is the most perfect masterpiece in heaven.

She danced under the night moon, and then sang, with wonderful sounds around her ears, and the charm was endless, which made people intoxicated.

"Little man, I'm leaving..." landed graceably. An Miaoyi turned around and wanted to go away in the wind, saying, "She's coming back. I don't have much time."

Ye Fan stopped her, quietly saying nothing, just watching.

An Miaoyi immediately smiled, her eyes were seducing and touching.

A rotation, the two of them stuck together. Under the night moon, by the steamed hot spring, the snow clothes were like huā, fluttering lightly.

This is a white and moist body, shining half of the crystal light under the moonlight, every inch of flowing brilliance, very holy.

However, when An Miaoyi smiles, she can be called a city of laughter, indescribably touching, and it is very contradictory to invert the state of all sentient beings and the divine.

Holy as a goddess, but it also has a charming posture of falling into the world. The white jade body is like a water snake, which twists lightly and makes people's blood spurt.

The two of them blended together and moved like a fairy couple under the night moon. The water vapor in the spring pool was confused, and a pair of figures could be faintly seen. This is a fairyland.

The crystal huā flaps fly, flooding the whole hot spring pool, which has become a place of spiritual desire.

When the breeze blows and the fog dissipates, you can see a snow-white body like ivory and a strong body entangled with a flashing bronze treasure.

The silver moon moved westward. I don't know how long it took. The hot spring pool calmed down. The two carbs were together, looking up at the starry sky and didn't speak for a long time.

After another half an hour, An Miaoyi was shining all over, holy and flawless. She turned around and flew into the air. Her long snow-white skirt fell, covering the jade-like body.

Ye Fan also got up and looked at her quietly, feeling that they were far apart.

A crystal huā bud floated down and fell between An Miaoyi's delicate jade fingers, making her more ethereal, noble and distant.

"Huā has a reopening day, and when people return, when they look back, their hearts are still the same. Even if the huā withered, we will meet again after ten or a hundred generations. If you prove the Tao and look at the familiar huā with your heart, An Miao laughs with the rain, free and natural, and goes away, but it makes Ye Fan's heart tremble.

The magnificent figure is always imprinted in his heart, and the distant An Miaoyi is like a smiling god and Buddha. The smiling amorous feelings and touching moments have become an eternal picture.

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