Chapter 1065 Demon Seed is Natural (99)
I don't know how long it had been, but the scripture in his hand was boring, and accompanied by the faint and quiet fragrance around him, Zhou Ye's eyelids soon began to twitch up and down.
Drowsiness came over me and I couldn't resist it. I wanted to sleep, but the person sitting in front of me was my ancestor.
The old man's words rang in his ears.
"Don't disturb the ancestor Qingxiu."
Disturbance... Qingxiu...
His consciousness gradually blurred, and he vaguely heard a warm and soft voice in his ears, like melting snow dripping from the top of a snow mountain. Suddenly, a cold breath penetrated into his body along his skin, and Zhou Ye, who was almost attacked by sleepiness, woke up instantly.
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw a white figure flashing before his eyes. He looked up again and saw that the golden lotus was empty.
Where is the ancestor?
Zhou Ye looked around, and finally saw the ancestor standing with his back to her by the window behind the bamboo house.
Looking at the slender back, Zhou Ye thought for a while and finally stood up.
"Ancestor, Zhou Ye retreats."
"Stay first."
The ancestor's voice was neither high nor low, and it reached his ears clearly.
Zhou Ye stood there, watching the cold and unpretentious Dharma Buddha ancestor slowly turn around in front of him. The crescent moon robe made the ancestor in front of him look different from the golden Buddha in charge of the dharma of heaven and earth. Instead, he looked like .A person in the painting who is elegant and has no desires or desires.
He walked over slowly, and the sweet and light sound of golden bells clashing rang in his ears.
Zhou Ye lowered his eyes and made a bold move.
She looked at the place where the golden bell was ringing. Under the bright moon robe, a pair of porcelain white slender bare feet as smooth as jade were exposed. Although she couldn't see much clearly, she was already sure that the golden bell came from the ancestor's feet. It came from the wrist.
Whether it is something worn on the hands or feet, it has the meaning of restraint, symbolizes a certain meaning, and must have a purpose in mind.
But the ancestor is the most supreme enlightened golden Buddha in the world, why is he still wearing such a restraint on his feet?
Zhou Ye couldn't understand and lowered his eyes in a daze.
"I have made progress in my cultivation recently." Although the ancestor's voice was as clear and sweet as jade, it was not mixed with any emotion. The gurgling ice spring on the top of the snow mountain made people involuntarily awe.
Zhou Ye nodded.
As the ancestor approached, she vaguely felt a cool wind-like breath coming slowly, vaguely like smoke.
There was another moment of silence, and the ancestor did not speak, so Zhou Ye raised his eyes to look.
She was a little less awe-inspiring than other immortals, and the look she looked at the ancestor was also mixed with a hint of inquiry. Her dark eyes were deep and filled with some inexplicable emotions.
"What?"
Seeing her serious expression, the ancestor asked while pacing.
Zhou Ye pursed his lips, as if hesitating, and finally slowly opened his lips, with a hint of firmness in his tone.
"I would like to ask my ancestor, when describing another person's appearance, can you say that he looks delicious?"
At this time, the ancestor had turned around, and the silver ribbon tied around his waist was emitting a faint and quiet light.
After a long time, Zhou Ye waited for his ancestor's answer.
"Why not, language is to convey what is in the heart."
Zhou Ye looked at the ancestor in front of him quietly, with a glimmer of light in his eyes that gradually dimmed.
"I understand, thank you ancestor."
The bamboo door closed in front of him, Zhou Ye held the scripture in his hand and slowly walked towards the outside of the Dharma Hall.
Elder Xian had been standing outside waiting. When he saw Zhou Ye coming out, he stepped forward, took the scripture from her hand, and asked in a low voice.
"What do you gain from lighting candles today?"
(End of chapter)