Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 479 Master He Chen

The stars quickly combined to form a woman's image, and a continuous stream of power poured into it, causing it to appear as a phantom.

Feng Siyue's face turned deathly pale, but she gritted her teeth and persevered!

The second move was indeed terrifying!

At the very beginning, it drained most of her spiritual power. If the spiritual power she usually absorbed had not been compressed and purified, she would probably have been exhausted by the time she reached the Star Shifting Fate Wheel stage!

"Boom!!"

Thunder suddenly struck from the sky!

Without hesitation, she grabbed a handful of fourth-tier spirit-replenishing pills and stuffed them into her mouth, rapidly replenishing her spiritual energy. She turned the tables and poured all her spiritual energy into them without reservation!

"come!"

"I'm not afraid of you!"

This crazy act successfully brought the phantom out of the sea of ​​stars and onto the human world!

She was an absolutely beautiful woman; the stars transformed into her colorful robes, and her aura was like that of a deity!

Following Feng Siyue's every move, she raised a Starfall Illusion Sword exactly like the one in Feng Siyue's hand and swung it forcefully!

"Kill the Immortal!"

The woman shouted, and her phantom unleashed a streak of azure light that spanned half the sky, colliding with the divine lightning! The powerful force directly reduced the divine lightning's power by seventy percent, exploding into a brilliant azure flame!

The shadow dissipated.

Feng Siyue also fell again due to the depletion of her spiritual power!

With only 30% of its power remaining, the divine lightning relentlessly pursued them and struck down in an instant!

At the last moment, Feng Siyue used her last strength to mobilize the Azure Lotus Spirit Fire to cover her entire body, further reducing the damage from the heavenly lightning.

Even so, the final strike of heavenly lightning nearly cost Feng Siyue her life!

Her entire body was charred, her bones were shattered into dust, her skin was covered with strands of lightning, and she faintly smelled of ripe flesh.

He was on his last breath.

Feng Siyue's hazy consciousness was jolted awake by the pain of her broken bones, only to be overwhelmed by the unbearable pain and faint again!

But the sound of her heart pounding violently inexplicably amplified in her mind, causing her consciousness to linger on the borderline between wakefulness and unconsciousness, making her feel like she was living a life worse than death!

Finally, all the pain in her mind condensed into one word:

Gan!

The instant Feng Siyue's body touched the seawater, Qingqing brought her into the Heavenly Heart Ring. The lightning in the sky disappeared, and she vanished from Yan Nanfei and the others' sight for nearly a month.

The commotion in the archipelago attracted too many people, but they all returned empty-handed in the end.

Qingqing witnessed this whole thing.

Zhongzhou.

Chaoyang Sacred Palace.

It's early summer again, and the twin lotus flowers in the lotus pond are blooming once more, swaying in the wind.

Gongzi Qi stood by the window, absentmindedly feeding the fish. Half a meter away on the white jade table, there was a jade tablet covered in cracks.

Sha Ling entered and bowed. "Your Highness, the trials have all ended. This is the list."

She handed over a jade slip.

Gongzi Qi took it, glanced at it briefly, and placed it on the table. "This time, let Shangguan and Cishu go to the challenge."

Sha Ling lowered her head. "Yes."

The woman hesitated for a moment. "Your Highness...aren't you going to come back?"

Will you come back?

The young man lowered his eyes slightly. "She has her own choices."

"Yes."

After Sha Ling left, Gongzi Qi picked up the jade pendant and gently stroked it. "Three years have passed in a flash, and things have changed."

Snow Crystal State.

Luoxue Mountains.

The thick snow buried the mountain range, making it difficult to see any living things.

"Boom~"

The melodious chimes echoed.

At the summit, there is a secluded temple far from the hustle and bustle.

In a south-facing meditation room, two people sat facing each other, their cups steaming with hot tea.

“Mr. Ming, it has been a month since we last met, and your mind has become much calmer.”

The speaker was a young monk.

"It was just by chance that I got an opportunity."

Feng Siyue picked up the tea and took a sip.

He Chen put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, well said, well said. Benefactor Ming is a virtuous person and Heaven will surely bless you."

A ray of sunlight slowly streamed in through the window.

He Chen got up.

“Mr. Ming, the time has come.”

"Ah."

Feng Siyue got up and followed He Chen out the door.

The two-tiered steps in front of the temple square were filled with people.

Sixty-three preaching monks were already seated on the floor closest to the main hall, while the frontmost prayer cushion was empty.

The floor that extends vertically downwards is occupied by monks and laypeople who have come to listen to the Dharma.

Their joint appearance caused a subtle ripple.

"Who is this person? How come he's walking with the master?"

"Whose family is this woman?"

The onlookers were abuzz with discussion, and many young women were heartbroken.

Master Hechen is the most compassionate person in Xuejingzhou in the past hundred years, and his attainments in Buddhism can be described as one in a thousand years!

The former abbot of Luoxue Temple once said that if anyone on this continent has the best chance of breaking through that level and becoming an ancestral god, it will only be him!

This led many Buddhist practitioners who heard about the matter to come and discuss it, but without exception, they all failed!

Even highly accomplished monks who had cultivated for hundreds of years would shake their heads and sigh when they met him, feeling inferior to him.

Aside from the profoundness of Buddhist teachings, it was Master Hechen's face that truly attracted so many young women to brave the snow and cold to go up the mountain to listen to his teachings.

The young man had a cool and aloof look, his features were like snowflakes, and he had fair skin and a feminine appearance.

He was as pure as the falling snowflakes, and even a monk's robe could not conceal the aloofness emanating from his very being.

But his aloofness was not heartlessness; he was gentle and polite to people, and often went down the mountain to practice medicine and help the needy. People often said of him:

Reach out to support heaven and earth, bow your head to protect all living beings.

This is where his personal charm lies.

Many women initially dismissed the idea, thinking that a monk couldn't possibly be that handsome.

But when they actually meet this person, they too will fall for him and secretly fall in love with him.

He Yuan is one of them.

A chance rescue sparked a lifelong commitment in her.

However, the Buddhist disciple sat on a high platform, his mind solely focused on the Dharma, which caused He Yuan's many carefully crafted tales to become empty shells, all in form but without any real progress.

Today was Master Hechen's monthly sermon, and He Yuan arrived a day early to secure a seat.

She dressed up carefully, just to express her feelings.

If it succeeds, all will be well. If it fails, I will look up to it for the rest of my life, without regret or resentment.

However, today the master appeared with a woman!

Could it be that he has fallen in love with someone of the mortal world?

So who is she?

He Yuan was unwilling, but dared not disturb He Chen, wondering to herself why the Dharma assembly had not yet begun!

From the moment Feng Siyue appeared in the square, she received countless stares, both overt and covert, but she didn't care.

“Mr. Ming, please have a seat.”

Feng Siyue nodded and walked to the empty futon at the very edge of the first row on the second floor and sat down.

He Yuan, sitting in the third row, turned even paler.

This seat was actually reserved for her!

When He Yuan came in, she also noticed this spot. She was secretly pleased, feeling lucky to be able to be close to him!

But before he could even sit down, he was stopped by the other monks.

They said this seat was reserved for a distinguished guest and asked her to go elsewhere.

At that time, she didn't think much of it, imagining it was some kind of sect elder or something, but she never expected it to be just a woman!

At this moment, her unwillingness reached its peak!