Infinite true path

After a long time, when the dust in the sky finally slowly dissipated, Huan Yin's vision became clear again. In front of him, ten peaks stood majestically, and the bases of the peaks were connected to the ground, making them look like they were originally. It's like a group of mountains on the earth.

After casually waving his hand to slap the little bit of dust still lingering in front of him, Huan Yin smiled and took two steps forward leisurely, arriving at the foot of the nearest mountain peak to him.

Squatting down, Huan Yin stretched out his right hand to push away some dust and dead branches and leaves that had just piled up at the foot of the mountain, and then asked inexplicably: "How are you? Are you comfortable?"

The voice fell, and there was no response for a long time, but Huan Yin still waited quietly with a smile on his face, without showing any impatience. It wasn't until about thirty breaths later that a faint red light suddenly appeared on Huan Yin's face. However, this red light did not come from himself, but from the ground in front of him.

On the ground, where Huan Yin had just cleaned it, there was a small crack in the ground. At this moment, a blood-red light of unknown origin appeared in the cracks in the ground. A small part shot to the sky, and most of it was concentrated on Huan Yin's face.

Without any intention of avoiding the red light, Huan Yin smiled and whispered to the ground: "Since you are not dead, let's say something. I know you have something to say, such as 'admit defeat' or something like that."

Now Huan Yin was naturally talking to Bixi, but Bixi's appearance at this time was really not very good-looking. His whole body had been completely pressed into the ground by the ten peaks, and not even a little bit was exposed. If his blood-red eyes hadn't emitted some not so bright light that shone on Huan Yin's face, I'm afraid his sense of existence would have been completely gone.

After Huan Yin finished what he just said, there was still no response as before. It wasn't until a long time passed that a long, heavy sigh came out through the crack in the ground in front of Huan Yin. The sighing air rushed out of the cracks in the ground, bringing up the surrounding dead branches and ashes to fly randomly upwards.

Then, several syllables that Huan Yin couldn't distinguish came out from the crack in the ground in front of Huan Yin. The sound was naturally weird, but it was unclear what he meant. .

Huan Yin shook his head helplessly and responded: "I can't hear clearly."

There was silence for a long time, perhaps because Bi Xi was adjusting his state, and then Huan Yin heard Bi Xi's intermittent pronunciation again: "You... I... are... people."

Huan Yin frowned and asked, "What are you going to say? It's easier to just admit defeat."

The bloody light coming out of the cracks in the ground suddenly brightened up. It was obvious that Huan Yin never understood what he meant, which made Bi Xi anxious. Then, after a pause, Bi Xi's voice finally became clear: "You are... the person I... want to... wait for."

Huan Yin could be considered to have heard Bixi's words clearly this time, but he didn't understand them at all. When he thought about it, Biyi would either choose to beg for mercy or admit defeat directly at this time, but what did he mean by this nonsense?

In the midst of doubts, Huan Yin suddenly saw a slight glow of cyan light in the cracks in the ground in front of him, suppressing the original red light. Huan Yin was a little careless, but as soon as the cyan light came out, his eyes suddenly focused, staring at the crack in the ground. Because, he felt an extremely rich immeasurable Tao Qi in the sudden appearance of cyan light, which was much richer than the transformed immeasurable main peak!

As the cyan light became stronger and stronger, and when it was almost condensed into substance, a small thing flew out from the cracks in the ground and slowly moved towards Huan Yin. This thing is composed of five extremely small peaks, shrouded in bursts of green light. If you observe carefully, you can find that the appearance of the mountain peak is exactly the same as the five immeasurable peaks pressing on the ground at this moment, and even its shape and spirit are closer to the real immeasurable five peaks in the human world. If the mountain wasn't so small, like a plaything, even with Huan Yin's familiarity and closeness to Wuliang Five Peaks, he might not be able to tell the truth from the false.

What appeared in front of him was a magic weapon. When the five hills first appeared, Huan Yin was extremely sure of this. It is obvious that this treasure is the magic weapon used by Bixi to summon Wuliang Mountains, and it is also the magic weapon that Huan Yin has always guessed came from Venerable Wuliang. I am afraid that only the treasures created by Venerable Wuliang himself can reproduce the charm and shape of the Wuliang Five Peaks so perfectly that it is difficult for Huan Yin to distinguish them.

Biyi sacrificed this treasure now because he finally figured out that the reason why Huan Yin could easily lift the mountain to defeat him was not because of his incredible strength, but because Huan Yin could control the mountain he summoned. . And this kind of control is much better than the control when you have a magic weapon in your hand. It is like being controlled by the creator of the magic weapon. You can't control it at all, and you can't even discover it.

Especially in the last confrontation, Huan Yin was able to move all the five peaks on his back onto Biyi's back, making Biyi unable to shake them off, even using magic weapons to summon them back. This situation that should not have happened at all made Bixi no longer doubtful and extremely certain about his guess.

In fact, there is an extremely ancient memory sealed in Biyi's mind. He will never forget this memory, let alone the monk who became attached to him in the memory. It's just that the memory has been too long since it was sealed, so unless something special evokes it, I'm afraid Bixi will never think of taking the initiative to extract it. And obviously, everything Huan Yin did today was the "special thing" that Bixi needed.

"This... is... what he... left... for you." Bi Xi's words were still so weak and so angry, but at this moment he had tried his best.

His eyes were still firmly fixed on the small mountain peak that was flying slowly towards him. After hearing Bixi's words, Huan Yin subconsciously responded: "He? Which him?"

However, before Bi Xi could reply, Huan Yin himself was suddenly shaken and froze on the spot. The "he" he left behind, what other "him" could it be? What other "him" could it be?

In disbelief, Huan Yin once again focused his gaze on the small mountain peak that was flying in front of him. Huan Yin's heart beat faster and faster, and in his feeling, it seemed that the hill in front of him was also cheering for joy. Take the initiative to return to your own arms.

Carefully reaching out his hand, Huan Yin's fingertips slowly probed towards the hill in front of him that was emitting cyan light. However, before Huan Yin could come into contact with it, or even before Huan Yin could activate half of his spiritual power, a stream of cyan light on the hill actually branched out, and it took the initiative to move towards Huan Yin's fingertips, quickly connecting In his hands. In this situation, it was as if Huan Yin was actively pulling the light around the mountain.

A feeling of unfamiliarity but familiarity arose from the bottom of his heart. Huan Yin looked at the hill, but felt that the hill was also looking at him. A feeling of sympathy that could not be separated for millions of years was so tight at this moment. Open your heart.

It seems that I have met this hill before, and it seems that the existence of this hill is just to wait for me today, tens of millions of years later. In other words, the hill came from his hand, and Huanyin also came from his way, so the two are of the same origin.

This vein is not a bloodline, but it is by no means weaker than the bloodline connection. Because that is the connection with Tao, the most fundamental inheritance of monks, and something that is implanted in the soul and cannot be changed.

Huan Yin's heart beat harder and harder, and even he could hear the "thumping" sound with his own ears. And in his induction, the Taoist intention on the hill that was exactly the same as his own became more and more prominent and obvious.

"Come on..." Huan Yin spoke unconsciously and made such a sound.

As if he was extremely happy to be called by Huan Yin, the cyan light on the hill suddenly brightened, forming a cyan light channel between the mountain and Huan Yin's hand. Then, with a "swish" sound, the hill flew along the passage into Huan Yin's palm.

Lowering his head slightly, Huan Yin found that the hill was slowly turning in the palm of his hand, and there was an inexplicable light flowing on it, making the mountain peak seem to have an unpredictable fairy spirit. After taking a slow breath, Huan Yin's Taoist teachings from the "Infinite Sutra" suddenly began to circulate in his body. He didn't know why he did this, it seemed like it was his instinct and there was no need for a reason.

Then, with a flash of cyan light, the mountain peak in Huan Yin's palm suddenly disappeared. At the same time, cyan light suddenly shot out from Huan Yin's body, and finally it all converged on his eyebrows, making him look dazzling.

After a while, when the green light slowly faded away and Huan Yin's face became clear again, between Huan Yin's heroic eyebrows and above his eyebrows, an extremely small but lifelike green mountain mark appeared. It's like a carving that can never be gone away...