Chapter 1001: Thoughts Annihilated (Monthly ticket request and March lucky draw activity explanation)

Ice Mirror Mountain.

Crack, crack, crack.

The sound of spring wind warming up and ice armor melting and collapsing echoed in the huge cave. The ice surface spreading ten zhang was clear and transparent, ice water dripping onto the stalagmites, reflecting light.

Half a foot, as transparent as ice, was exposed to the air. Looking up from the half foot, the young girl was already frozen in the ice, the knee bitten by a fish had no trace of blood.

Outside the mountain, sunlight pierced the cave entrance, the candlelight casting a lukewarm glow. Anyone could see all the organs within the girl's ice-transparent body; a thumb-sized crab was still swimming through her intestines, likewise frozen in that instant.

In the ice, there were hundreds of corpses like the young girl, some were just white bones, some were half bone and half flesh, some were lifelike, the rest were not frozen in the ice, like branches building a bird's nest, all bones stacked together.

Early April, on the high mountain, the weather was slightly warm, the ice surface was covered with white frost, not clear. After Bai Mingzhe requested to clean it up, the cave door was opened wide, the warm wind of May blew in, and the transparency of the ice blocks increased day by day.

These were all concubines who, after cultivation, sat in the ice river for three days to show the Tathagata store.

The concubines were harvested excessively, their bodies and spirits were on the verge of limits, and they couldn't withstand the scouring and cold of the ice river at all, let alone three days and three nights.

Only a very few concubines could break through the limit, truly show the Tathagata store, and become another kind of special existence.

Crack, crack.

Another burst of dense cracking sounds.

Today's cracking sounds were denser than ever, but no one felt anything unusual.

The former patriarch Bai Chenfeng's corpse lay on the stone platform, limbs twisted like snails with dense needles and thread, everyone seemed to have forgotten this matter, and there was no one guarding the huge space.

"Meow,.."

A little sound came out in the deathly silence, like a stone thrown into a pool of stagnant water.

Clearly there was no one, but there was a weak panting sound echoing in the cave, like a broken bellows.

From subtle to rough, from weak to strong.

A mass of black Qi drifted out from Bai Chenfeng's corpse, gradually manifesting a human face. Observing carefully,

from certain angles, it was clearly the corpse on the stone slab—Bai Chenfeng!

Black mist was like sticky asphalt, constantly peeling off from the corpse, and also like real light clouds floating in the air.

The whole process didn't know how long it experienced, faces constantly probed out from the black mist, as if struggling in the abyss, muttering to themselves, and it was another good while before logical words came out from the black mist's mouth.

"Khutuktu, said, correct."

Bai Chenfeng constantly perceived his own state, while observing the corpse on the stone slab.

Seeing himself.

This was a novel experience he had never had before, making him erupt with countless inspirations, more memories surged from the depths, as if enlightened, thoughts intertwined and collided like sparks.

If everything was as before, it wouldn't be impossible to go further.

At the same time.

A thick attraction was constantly calling him at the distant west, the top of the Great Snow Mountain, like a mother's embrace, gentle and pleasant.

Incomparably mysterious.

"Cultivating this method, refining the lotus seed, the soul can return to the boundless pure land—ha, ha! Mother, mother,

what a long-lost feeling, how long has she been dead, over two hundred years?"

The blood mouth biting at Bai Chen Honglang, the desperate counterattack was only one of the reasons, but if the desperate counterattack failed, absorbing life force, completing spiritual reincarnation, was the second reason,

even if the incarnation remained, he could keep his consciousness clear!

What supreme means.

Bai Chenfeng felt incomparably happy, without the shackles of the flesh, he felt refreshed like feathering.

The attraction of the Snow Mountain was endless, but Bai Chenfeng didn't intend to easily believe Khutuktu's words. He didn't intend to respond to that strange attraction, but intended to hibernate on Ice Mirror Mountain, find the spiritual treasures he had hidden for a long time, those accumulations, enough for him to survive for another twenty or thirty years in his form from that year. As for what happens after that.

"There will be a way when the car reaches the mountain, twenty or thirty years, always won't be nothing."

"What does the old patriarch want to harvest?"

The second stone was thrown into the rippling lake, splashing a completely different ripple.

"Who! Who are you?" Bai Chenfeng was shocked, turned his head suddenly, only to see a blurred figure hidden in the darkness, questioning with a fierce inside, then a flash of inspiration, pretending to relax his tone, "Are you the Khutuktu of the Snow Mountain coming to help me go to the pure land?"

He absolutely didn't want to go to any pure land!

Alas, the situation was unclear, so he had to pretend to be a snake first.

"Pure land? Old patriarch is afraid he can't return to the pure land."

"Not taking me to the pure land?" The black smoke shook, Bai Chenfeng pretended to be angry, to show that he was a devout believer, "Why not take me to the pure land, you went to great lengths to push away others, not to receive me, then what is it for?"

He noticed early on that his successful detachment had something to do with everyone in the cave leaving, otherwise he would have to hibernate for a long time. Originally thought it was a coincidence "Of course it is to pick the big fruit."

Boom!

The black mist exploded, submerging the entire cave.

Bai Chenfeng turned and fled.

But halfway through the escape, Bai Chenfeng froze in place, looking around blankly.

What was he going to do?

"The patriarch wants to go to the pure land."

"Right, go to the pure land wait, who are you! Are you Khutuktu coming to receive me—

Bai family clan land.

He De-ban saw a young man passing by, frowning: "Bai Jincheng, the patriarch taught you to guard Ice Mirror Mountain, no matter what, you are not allowed to go out, how come you are on the drill ground?"

Bai Jincheng was startled, then fell into thought. 【1001

How could he be at the drill ground?

Outside the prefectural government office.

Liang Qu had lingered in the Ice Jade tribe's territory for over half a month, and finally, the team tasked with removing the hidden stakes discovered his tracks.

Ling Xuan was delighted by this, but after glancing around, his brow furrowed deeply: "Where is Jian Zhongyi?"

"He went to gather information with Boss Liu."

"The two of them?" Ling Xuan's brow furrowed even deeper. "Wasn't it agreed that at least two Perfected Form experts would accompany them?"

"It's fine, Brother Ling. We know Boss Liu's strength; it's been several years now."

"You idiots! The evil monks of the Snow Mountain can influence him—how could he not influence others!"

"Whoosh!"

The silhouette swallowed black mist, engulfing the wailing Bai Chenfeng into its belly.

It walked out of the cave.

The Bai clan disciples guarding the meditation room were shocked and about to question it, but the next moment, the thought of questioning instantly dissolved. The moment it dissolved, seeing a stranger, the doubt regenerated, only to dissolve again. This repeated over and over, and they watched the silhouette depart.

Until it vanished, they stood there staring blankly at the Great Snow Mountain.

He clearly remembered receiving the clan leader's orders.

Yet, in the brief few breaths just now, every thought had vanished completely.

Had he... just spaced out?

"What the hell."

The village.

Jian Zhongyi and Liu Jingxuan returned together.

Ling Xuan immediately pulled Liu Jingxuan into a corner.

By evening, Liu Jingxuan said Jian Zhongyi had broken the rules; Jian Zhongyi immediately apologized solemnly, and nothing else happened.

Ling Xuan looked around for a long time.

"Pack up tonight; tomorrow we go to see the Earl of Xingyi."

"Yes!"