The Ayu Sacred Lake was clear and translucent. It was a bright pearl on the plateau. It was said that Amitabha had once bathed here and planted green lotuses. People would often kowtow to it with every step they took just to worship.
Some old herdsmen would walk for years at a time, and some would even die on the way. However, they did not think of it as suffering. Instead, they savored and enjoyed the process, treating it seriously. Each pilgrimage was equivalent to a spiritual sublimation.
Even though these people were covered in wounds, they would still be full of spirit the moment they arrived at Ayu Lake. It was as if they had accomplished the most important thing in their lives.
Ye Fan and An Miaoyi walked around the lake. Neither of them spoke and just walked in silence like a celestial couple. Then, they walked into the depths of the plateau.
They saw some pilgrims who were incomparably pious and worshipping with their lives. Divine radiance overflowed from the top of each person's head. Their hearts were entrusted to them. This was also a kind of cultivation. Only people like Ye Fan could see it.
The altitude here was very high. The grass on the ground was fresh and the sky was exceptionally blue. The clouds seemed to be right above their heads, as if they could reach out and touch them.
Ye Fan and An Miaoyi didn't say anything this entire time. They just silently walked like that, stepping on the grass, moving side by side on the plateau, all the way until the sun set in the west. Their shadows became extremely long, scattering down an expanse of red radiance.
There were some things that didn't need to be said. They walked side by side just like that. They both understood the path ahead and knew the final result.
In the end, they returned to the Agama Temple. Under the setting sun, the entire temple was dyed in a layer of golden divine splendor. It was exceptionally holy and beautiful.
Beside them, the lake was sparkling, reflecting the blue sky and the pure white clouds. It also reflected their figures, making them look as graceful as jade.
"You have to take care!" Ye Fan looked at her in a daze. He was about to leave. He felt a bit sour in his heart. A person was so insignificant and there were many things he could not change.
A heavenly chasm was about to appear. He had no choice. This was a kind of helplessness.
A river of stars had cut off the future, separating the people on both sides. It would be difficult to cross even if they spent their entire lives. Looking up at the brilliant stars, they could only watch the flowers bloom on the other side.
"I think I can sever my path now." An Miaoyi stood by the lake, her face radiant under the sunset glow. Her eyes sparkled and eventually turned into tears.
Ye Fan took out an ancient bronze lamp he had obtained from the ruined Thunderclap Temple on Mars. It was the only intact artifact, but it was no longer flickering.
He gave the green lamp to An Miaoyi, and a spark streaked across the wick of the lamp. They circled the sacred lake one last time, and An Miaoyi said softly, "Be careful on your journey."
When he turned around again, that figure by Lake Ayu was still there. Her style was truly unmatched, becoming an eternal elegance. The entire sunset glow scattered down on her body.
"I severed my path … but I forgot the past. Two streams of crystal-clear tears rolled down An Miaoyi's beautiful eyes. She stared blankly at the disappearing silhouette.
A streak of light shot out from her sparkling white forehead, entering the green lamp in her hand. The dao light was resplendent, and with a flicker of the wick, the lamp immediately lit up. From then on, it would shine forever, difficult to extinguish.
"Who am I? Who is he?" An Miaoyi was very peaceful. She looked at the figure in the distance, but she also cared about herself. Tears rolled down her face as she stood in front of the temple.
The setting sun dyed her body red. Divine splendor flowed about, making her look even more otherworldly. She was bright and flawless, without a speck of dust.
"Hong!"
At this moment, auspicious signs appeared in the Ayu Highlands. Divine lotuses appeared on the ground and buddha light filled the sky. A mysterious aura filled every inch of space.
A female Bodhisattva appeared behind her. She smiled as she picked up a flower and filled the sky. She was surrounded by the sun, moon, and stars. A thousand types of great dao and ten thousand types of deities appeared.
"Dang …"
Bells rang in many ancient temples throughout the Western Desert. A female Bodhisattva appeared with buddha light and appeared in the sky above every temple. This shocked many people.
The bell sounds were long and drawn out. Under the beautiful setting sun, An Miaoyi severed her path and produced a miraculous scene that appeared in the world.
She was surrounded by all kinds of divine splendor. The sun, moon, and stars rotated and she became more and more holy. Only tears hung on her face as she said to herself, "I have forgotten. Then I will sever, sever everything."
"Dang!"
Within the Ayu Temple, the sound of the bell resounded and buddha light flourished. Strand after strand of light shot out from the space between her eyebrows and entered the green lamp. The flame danced and became bright.
"I suddenly realized that the Origin of Wonderful Heart was like a cracked shell. There were six pleasures in the dream, but after I realized it, there was nothing sacred and ordinary."
An Miaoyi retracted her gaze. She was dressed in light clothing and sat cross-legged on a precious lotus. Her hands formed dhyana mudras. She was elegant and otherworldly. The last two drops of tears rolled down her face. There was no longer a trace of sadness.
On the horizon, Ye Fan did not leave. He stood there the entire time. When he saw the final scene, his heart ached.
The setting sun disappeared and buddha light retreated. All kinds of strange phenomena vanished. An Miaoyi disappeared and a chanting sound could be heard.
Ye Fan stood on the horizon and silently gazed at the Ayu Sacred Lake. He was like a stone statue, motionless until the stars filled the sky and the morning glow rose.
After a night, he faced the rising sun and walked towards the east. He didn't use any magic or innate techniques. Although he didn't kowtow with every step he took, he was like a pilgrim, walking on ascetic steps.
What he prayed to wasn't a god, it wasn't the Amitabha Buddha, it wasn't any emperor either. In the center of his brows, there was always a tiny golden figure. That was him!
"I'm unrivalled in this world, I can shatter everything, I can change everything. Even if ancient emperors appear again, they wouldn't be able to obstruct my footsteps!"
Several days later, his footsteps grew faster and faster. He didn't use any secret arts or divine energy but he was like the wind. There was an indescribable dao circulating around him, allowing him to traverse several miles with a single step.
At this moment, Ye Fan was immersed in a unique miraculous state. His body was one with the heavens and earth. Although he stood on the second level of immortal-foundation, he could see everything in the third level of immortal-foundation.
Ahead, there was still a heavenly moat that he couldn't cross. His obsessions obstructed him, he couldn't sever his dao. Another two days passed and he completely awoke. His body was light and his entire body was glowing with light. It was like he had undergone a rebirth and his sea of consciousness was brimming with energy.
"Is this a different type of pilgrimage for me?"
Ye Fan mumbled to himself. After that, he no longer delayed and took out the formation platform the Black Emperor prepared for him. Today, he flew back to the Eastern Desolate Lands.
The Central Prefecture Ancestral Temple was a place that caused all cultivators in the world to go crazy. It was filled with temptation. Ancient scriptures, immortal materials, insights gained by the predecessors, the green cauldron that existed since the ancient times … As long as one obtained one of these, it would be enough to benefit them for a lifetime.
No matter how dangerous it was, it was hard to resist the thirst of people. They were like moths flying into a flame. Many people who had been in closed-door seclusion for many years and were thought to have died long ago all appeared, wanting to enter the ancestral temple to take a look.
During these days, the five regions were in chaos. Experts from all directions moved out to the Central Prefecture, wanting to excavate this ancient ruin that had been covered in dust for over 200,000 years.
"We must obtain the damaged green cauldron!" This was the only goal of the various tribes in the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms. This was especially so for the various royal clans. They wanted to uncover the secret to becoming an immortal. The ancestral kings didn't dare to come out, but their descendants all moved out!
The curtains finally fell on the negotiations between the four divine dynasties and the Yaoguang Holy Land. The seal on the ancestral temple would be opened in a few days, and those who had the qualifications could enter.
Ye Fan returned with a calm heart. He had adjusted all his emotions. No matter how reluctant he was to part with his old friends in this world, he had to leave. Regardless of whether his parents were still around or not, even if it was all for naught, he still had to go back and take a look. This was an obsession in his heart that was difficult to sever.
The Heavenly Village was still the same. The monkey had returned a few days before Ye Fan. His worries didn't come true, and there was nothing strange about his uncle. Nothing bad should have happened.
After Ye Fan returned, he found Pang Bo and told him that once he entered the ancestral temple, he must not separate from him and that the two of them should move together. The ancient Buddha passed away and didn't mention Pang Bo returning. This made him somewhat worried, afraid that something unforeseen might happen.
"Are we really going to use the last battle to leave? Can't we stay?" Within the Heavenly Village, Li Tian, Li Heishui, and the others were all very sad and unwilling to part.
These days, Ji Ziyue didn't come again. She said that she would go on that day to send them off. She had lost her usual smile.
"I say, brat, if you really want to leave, can't you give birth to a Sage Physique Dao Fetus first? How about this, I'll go and catch one for you, I'll go all out! "the big black dog said. His words made everyone laugh in anger, and it diluted the gloominess of the parting quite a bit.
The ancestral temple of the Yuhua God Dynasty would open in three days. At that time, heroes from all walks of life would gather in the Middle State, and the world would be stirred up!
Ye Fan, the monkey, Duan De, and the others set off in advance to avoid accidents and miss the time. They had to make sufficient preparations outside.
Not everyone could enter the ancestral temple. Only a very small number of people in the five regions were qualified to enter. This was the result of the discussion between the various sects. Except for the immortal sects, it was very difficult for others to get a share.
With the immortal inheritance, as the representatives of the world, they could naturally suppress everything. Even if the other small sects wanted to object to this decision, it was useless. Of course, if individual cultivators were strong enough, they could also enter, but they had to pass several difficult tests and fight in exchange for the right to enter.
As soon as Ye Fan arrived in the Middle State, he attracted the attention of the people of the world. The four God Dynasties directly sent him a letter, inviting him to explore the ancestral temple together. He immediately obtained the right to enter.
After that, the monkey, the Heavenly Prince, Huang Xudao, Huo Lin 'er, Huo Qilin, Daoist Divine Silkworm, and the other ancient princes were also announced to have the right to enter.
Li Tian, Li Heishui, and the others were dissatisfied. They actually didn't even have the right to enter. The Black Emperor and Duan De even clamored, saying, "Damn, can't we kill our way in? Let's form a pair and turn the world upside down!"
If one wanted to enter, the conditions were extremely harsh, and it naturally caused the dissatisfaction of the people of the world. However, the people soon fell silent again. This time, apart from the four God Dynasties and the Light Shaking Realm, even the other immortal holy lands only had a few slots. Many great sects only had a single sect master who could enter.
One could imagine how precious those confirmation letters were. This was a kind of acknowledgement, a joint acknowledgement of the power and status of the various great sects.
"I can't wait. I hope the Heavenly Prince can enter and settle his grudge with him!" The monkey said.
"I hope Wang Teng will appear, and I hope even more that the other two divine sons and goddesses of the Killer God Dynasty will appear to take revenge!" Li Heishui and Jiang Huairen said.
"I have a premonition that Hua Yunfei and Li Xiaoman will definitely appear!" Pang Bo said.
…
There were still three more days before the opening of the ancestral temple. Experts were as common as clouds outside the former number one ancestral vein of the Central Plains. Various heroes had appeared, and even large groups of experts from the various ancient tribes had arrived.
The Central Plains' dragon vein was filled with a sea of people. The clouds moved from all directions and gathered here!
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