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Chapter 13 The Golden Bridge on the Other Shore
In the finale, Ye Fan is just a mortal fairy. How can he understand the scriptures left by him as the immortal emperor Lu Jin.

Then he closed his eyes and rested his mind, the brilliance of the Xuanyuan Sword flowed behind him, a burst of light bloomed, the Xuanyuan Sword illuminated the darkness, so that everyone would not act in the dark.

You deserve the Xuanyuan Sword of the Honghuang brand.

Not only can it help to kill the enemy, but it can also be used to light up the lights. It is really necessary for killing people while traveling at home. Ji Hao said it is good to use it.

Honghuang brand Xuanyuan sword, don't need 81, and don't need 64, it only costs [-] yuan, and you can take it home immediately.

In the sea of ​​bitterness, the bodhi tree and the bodhi seeds float together in the spring of life, and the pure essence of life slowly melts into the bodhi tree. Unfortunately, it is still lifeless and lifeless. In fact, the bodhi tree has passed through Nirvana and turned into a bodhi seed, which is no longer It's the elixir.

The Bodhi tree is one of the elixir of immortality. If the elixir of immortality is ingested by people, it will undergo nirvana, turn into seeds, and find a suitable place to grow again.

The Bodhisattva is dusty and unremarkable, but there is a natural picture of a compassionate Buddha on it.

The bodhi seed on the spring of life became hot, and through it and the small copper coffin, Ji Hao heard the scriptures from Emperor Shi Hao.

"The way of heaven, what is lost is more than what is lacking..."

The first line of the mysterious Dao Tianyin comes from a famous line in Taoist classics, but the next line is an unheard of mysterious ancient scripture, so it is difficult to understand its meaning.

Dao Tianyin is like a deep sea, profound and vast, with a total of hundreds of words, but every word is written in imperial script.

This is not the emperor of humanity, but the emperor of immortality!

Immortal Emperor!

Ye Fan and Pang Bo sat next to Ji Hao, staring at Xuanyuanjian with fiery eyes.

"Pangbo, look at that sword!"

"Yezi, what's the matter, are you staring at him? Be good, you didn't see such a big Tai Chi picture summoned by this man just now. With our small bodies, we can't die at once. ,"

"I don't think there is a need for the Taiji diagram. If someone slaps us, we will become meatloaf." Pang Bo murmured.

"Whoever said I fell in love with that sword, don't talk nonsense." Ye Fan looked at Ji Hao with a guilty conscience, and only dared to whisper when he saw that he was still indulging in the Dao realm.

"I mean, don't you think that sword looks familiar?"

"Familiar? Hearing you say that, it looks familiar at first glance!" Pangbo said in surprise.

"It can't be a fetish left by our ancestors!"

"What's with what? Why is it related to the ancestors?" Ye Fan said speechlessly, not understanding what Pangbo's brain circuit was thinking.

"It wasn't left by your ancestors, nor mine, so why does it look so familiar?" Pangbo said.

"Either it's in a museum, or how familiar it is!" Pangbo muttered to himself.

Ye Fan rolled his eyes helplessly, and complained in his heart: "You want to touch porcelain, how can you make other people's things into your own, so skillful, are you Ye Hei or am I Ye Hei!"

"Oh, no, what is Ye Hei, I am Ye Fan."

"I mean look at the engraving on that sword!"

Ye Fan said helplessly.

"Let me see..." Hearing this, Pang Bo hurriedly looked at the glowing Xuanyuan Sword.

"This is! Xuanyuan Sword"

Pangbo exclaimed, every Chinese person is familiar with this legendary artifact,
On one side, the sun, moon and stars are engraved, and on the other hand, mountains, rivers, plants and trees are engraved.On one side of the sword hilt is written the techniques of farming and animal husbandry, and on the other side is written the strategy of unifying the world.

"That's right, Xuanyuanjian, and his surname is Ji!" Ye Fan looked at Ji Hao deeply.

"Yezi, you mean!" Pang Bo instantly understood what Ye Fan wanted to express.

Then he murmured softly: "So the legendary Yellow Emperor also exists."

"That's right! The ancient times really existed,"

"I'm going, isn't this impossible?" Pangbo exclaimed.

"Jiulong coffins are here. We just passed through Yinghuo and saw the Buddha's Daleiyin Temple. If anything is impossible, it's a normal phenomenon. Look at your promise." Ye Fan said.

Ye Fan continued to stare at Ji Hao, looking at Ji Hao who was surrounded by divine light, he felt envious, and said to himself, "Could this be the legendary practice? It would be great if I could practice too!"

Countless life essences spewed out from Ji Hao's fountain of life, and merged into the bodhi seeds. There was only a click, and the bodhi seeds opened a crack, a green light bloomed, and a round of divine light of wisdom lit up from the sea of ​​wheels. It was not strong, but it was Incomparably holy.

A wonderful wheel of wisdom also rose from the back of Ji Hao's head, making the already handsome and extraordinary Ji Hao even more sacred. Ye Fan, who had been staring at this place all the time, seemed to have fallen into a state of enlightenment under the light of the first-born Bodhi seed.

In an instant, he also heard the great sound of the sky, and was also immersed in this strange state, listening to it over and over again.

In Ji Hao's sea of ​​suffering, one after another, ancient characters of repairing scriptures in the fairyland emerged on his divine bridge, imprinted on them, and every word was filled with immortal energy.

But once the entire scripture is branded, the ancient characters disappear, as if they shouldn't exist in this world.

But it was not in vain. Ji Hao branded the scriptures over and over again, and the scriptures disappeared over and over again, but his divine bridge became brighter and brighter, with streaks and scars appearing on it, turning into dragons and phoenixes, day by day The moon, the stars, the mountains and the earth, it seems that a vast fairyland world is about to emerge from the divine bridge.

A transcendent air mechanism circulates on the device,
Ji Hao branded the scriptures of Immortal Repair over and over again, and then even sent the Bodhisattva to the Shenqiao.

The aura of wisdom continuously scattered from that touch of emerald green, and Ji Hao's spiritual perception changed extremely quickly.
The traces left by Sakyamuni were also emitting a faint light, but the Xuanyuan sword was lightly suppressed, and the Buddha picture on that side also disappeared, leaving only a sigh.

Having been a neighbor for thousands of years, how can I show face!
Five colors of light flowed on the divine bridge, and finally a golden bridge on the other side appeared from it. The whole body was golden, as if cast by an immortal sword, just like the gold of the legendary Taoist robbery.

One side of the world emerged from the Holy Bridge on the other side, and the next moment Feng Shui Huo appeared, the world collapsed, and the golden bridge on the other side was also being destroyed. Ji Hao coughed, and a trace of blood appeared around his mouth.

"The change of Yin and Yang, the beginning of Tai Chi, the diagram of Tai Chi, now!"

The collapsed golden bridge on the other side turned into a stream of energy,

Tao gave birth to one, and one gave birth to two.

The yin and yang are entangled with each other, and finally form the Taiji diagram of "I am in you and you are in me".

"It's done!"

Ji Hao said excitedly.

Ji Hao was different from other great emperors in that he basically forged a unique weapon. He forged two weapons, one of which was a sword embryo, and the other was the golden bridge on the other side, one for attack and one for defense.

According to Ji Hao's idea, standing on the golden bridge on the other side, he would be immortal, contain the foundation of detachment, have the power of suppressing geomantic omen, water and fire, and be able to transform into a Tai Chi diagram, unparalleled in defense.

This was created by Ji Hao based on the setting of the Taiji Diagram in Honghuangliu's novels, and it is only beginning to bear fruit.

(End of this chapter)