Chapter 387

Because the aura of the land is broken, today's Suzhou is extremely desolate. Although the strength of the earth's veins has not been affected much, the aura in the land has long been extremely chaotic. As soon as the nine petaled lotus platform Fu fell, Ji yuenian noticed the sense of Xuanqi restlessness surging in the Holy Palace and the holy sea.

When the wind roared, Ji Qingchan looked at the south side of the village and said, "this seems to be a village. I just felt a little, and I have found the nearest darkroom."

Boom!

Under the blazing wind, all the rubble and wood blocks in the ruins not far away were rolled over!

Ji yuenian threw his robes and sleeves, and Zhan Qing's divine light came out, crushing these falling stones into countless fragments. His expression was somewhat coagulated, and he said, "the more the wind is fierce, we will go to the underground darkroom you feel immediately."

Ji Qingchan gently nodded and stretched out his hand to pull his brocade green robe sleeve. The dark light lingered between them, turning into a bright rainbow, and hurried towards the south side of the village.

If you want to avoid the invasion of the wind, just go to the place where you can take shelter from the wind. Although the attics of those houses are generally intact, there are many doors and windows after all, which can't completely resist the omnipresent wind of the sky.

"The underground darkroom of this attic is the most solid, with three layers of barriers, and it is determined not to be affected by the celestial phenomena of the wind."

The rainbow broke up, and Ji Qingchan's mind moved slightly. The half closed gate was instantly shattered by the surging dark light. The powerful inductive force swept dozens of feet underground, and in an instant, he found the location of the darkroom.

Boom!

The attic in front of me kept shaking, and the violent wind surged up!

The celestial phenomena of the wind came to Suzhou!

Roar!

The strange roar rang through the spirit, and Ji Qingchan looked slightly changed and said, "quickly enter the darkroom! The left hall, three rooms on the left, one room on the right, and there are downward steps behind the bookshelf!"

Ji yuenian was also aware of the strange smell sweeping from all directions. When she was moved, she and Ji Qingchan turned into two gray clouds and rushed into the attic.

The shelter darkroom exists underground. If these attics are directly destroyed, most of the shelter above the darkroom will be lost, and the so-called shelter will become nonsense.

These "celestial phenomena" are extremely strange, whether it is "wind" or "rain", only ordinary things can avoid shelter.

There are three rooms on the left side of the hall.

One room on the right.

Gray clouds filled in, passed through the gap of the pavilion door on the right, and rushed straight to the steps under the bookshelf.

After the clouds disappeared into the steps, a trace of blue light twined up, and the open bookshelves were slammed shut. There were several hidden doors under the steps, which were also closed in succession under the circulation of the blue light.

Bang!

As the last secret door was tightly closed, the rolling clouds surged, revealing the body shape of Ji yuenian and Ji Qingchan.

Although the dark room has a radius of more than ten feet, it is a relatively closed and narrow space. Whether it is the ancient cloth bags stacked closely, or those rough ores with slight halo, this dark room is full of an indescribable sense of crowding.

"From the perspective of the appearance of these ores, this place should be a small aristocratic family that has just begun to practice." Ji yuenian picked up a rough ore and recognized that it was a spiritual material used to refine psychic magic weapons, called Obsidian iron ore.

Between its sleeves and hair, there is a magnificent blue divine light, which brings some light to the dark room.

Ji Qingchan obviously disliked the darkness here, and dozens of virtual shadows of oil lamps were directly condensed between his sleeves, which reflected the underground darkroom here as if it were day.

"The fake land once said that the atmosphere of Suzhou was about to be destroyed and destroyed. If this was true, it would be wise for these creatures to leave." she walked to the side of Ji yuenian and looked at the plain Obsidian ore with her. "I don't know how long the sky phenomenon of the wind will last. Ji yuenian, you must not have been so depressed since you practiced?"

Ji yuenian glanced at her sideways and said with a light smile, "there are countless creatures with burning hearts in the world. Those who practice deeply can not only cross mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, but also go in and out of Qingming. Stepping through thousands of miles of heavy clouds is just idle. But in this vast world, there is always a way to make you have to be trapped in a corner, so you have the opportunity to hold on to self enlightenment."

Ji Qingchan was stunned and said, "what does this mean?"

The magnificent blue halo gently surged, and Ji yuenian sat on the ground in front of the pile of obsidian ore and said, "with the cultivation deepening, there are huge peaks and beautiful waters in the eyes, and all you see are towering palaces. It's not a bad thing to occasionally look at the meaning."

Ji Qingchan lowered her eyes and looked at the ice blue halo Lingering between his hair. Unexpectedly, she sat down directly on his side and said with a smile, "your state of mind is completely different from ordinary people. It's really rare."

"What's the difference?"

Ji Qingchan thought for a while and said, "as far as I know, some creatures are born with 'clear mind'; with the blessing of this state of mind, practicing any magic power is twice the result with half the effort, and can easily do things that ordinary people cannot."

She paused, looked at Ji yuenian calmly, and her voice was a little lighter: "if you talk about it in detail, it's' clear mind '; mood is a kind of natural magic, which is not only helpful to practice, but also has a lot of influence on the mind of creatures."

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Click.

The red flame lingered between her fingers. Countless cracks were scattered on the Obsidian ore in Ji yuenian's hand. The next moment it was burned into debris, revealing a trace of pure Obsidian vitality contained in it.

"Although the natural Mingxin is miraculous, it is a thing of Taoism source religion." Ji yuenian once again took an obsidian ore, and the red hole filled with real fire. "Before Zhao Yinyue gave birth to me, she had already been stripped of her immortals and joined Buddhism source religion. This wooden carving of Luo Hanzhen Jun is the thing Zhao Yinyue converted to."

After his words, a palm sized exquisite wood carving slowly condensed and appeared in front of Ji Qingchan.

This wooden carving has a cold face, bare chest and back, barefoot, long hair, golden and red streamers around it, and six Buddhist magic instruments such as pestle, wheel, bead and drum hang behind it without support, which is extremely miraculous.

As the Obsidian ore was melted into debris, Ji yuenian held two Obsidian vitality in her hand, gently raised her head and said, "this statue of arhat Zhenjun is the real protector left to me by Putuo holy land."