Chapter 1044 Become a Buddha with one thought (1)
On the top of the mountains, the wind returns and the clouds clear.
The light golden sunlight is projected from the lingering clouds, and the blue sky is close to the world, as if it is within reach.
The ancient tree like a crouching dragon stands quietly between the sky and the earth, holding a huge umbrella cover since ancient times.
The wind gently shakes the swing, accompanied by a few fallen leaves, the old creaking sound echoes in this boundless time.
In this aura-filled forest, the ancient tree is like a kind mother, nurturing this aura-filled land and supporting countless creatures here.
The ancient tree is old, but its body is still so high that it pierces the sky. The emerald green branches and leaves are accompanied by clouds, one green and one white, as if the clouds have become the embellishment of the tree and the little flower clusters on it.
On the trunk, there are one after another rugged wear and scars, which symbolize the vicissitudes of the ancient tree for a hundred years, which makes people marvel at it.
And on the thick branch piercing through the clouds, the dark and dull vines are like its children, clinging to it, relying on it, and absorbing its nutrients.
The vines are flexible like snakes, starting from the roots of the tree, all the way up, and then growing from the tall and majestic body of the old tree.
Since the birth of the ancient tree, the vines have lived for thousands of years.
Now, the vines have finally absorbed enough aura from the heaven and earth, and use it for their own use, and cultivated into a Sanxian, who is about to transform into the heaven.
Thick and long dark green vines, as if they had spiritual consciousness, kept fading from the branches of the old tree.
When it landed, the light green plain dress fluttered with the wind, and the white toes landed slowly, surrounded by fairy air.
And on the corner of the skirt, there are embroidered vines spreading their wings.
The beauty who has successfully cultivated into a loose fairy, standing barefoot under the shade of an ancient tree, is extremely stunning in a light green and quiet plain dress.
She is covered with waist-length long hair, and there is no other modification except for a small white flower in her hair.
Slender waist like a willow, shoulders like shaved, cold as a banished fairy, with a pure and charming face.
She stood with her hands folded, her delicate peach blossom eyes slightly bent, turned around, and saluted the ancient tree.
"Sister, I have become a fairy."
Her quiet light green figure is gentle and peaceful.
The dense branches and leaves of the ancient tree seemed to tremble, as if silently responding to her.
At this time, in the vast and infinite horizon, a golden light disappeared in a flash.
Scattered floating clouds, layer upon layer, cover the sky.
Only in the center, a golden light suddenly appeared, symbolizing the glory of the ladder, slowly extending from the clouds and falling down.
Surrounded by fairy air, auspicious air and auspicious clouds, the pure white ladder descended little by little, and stopped under the ancient tree, welcoming her arrival.
The vine beauty, who has successfully survived the thunder disaster and successfully cultivated into a loose fairy, raised her head.
Shuli's beautiful face was wrapped in golden light, so pure and flawless, it seemed that everything in the world had lost its color.
Wearing an elegant and elegant green dress, as bright as the moon's bare fingers, she pursed her lips and smiled, saluting the ancient tree again.
Thanks to the ancient tree for sheltering her from the wind and rain for thousands of years and giving her the safest shelter.
The beauty saluted, and then, she lifted the light gauze skirt and walked towards the ladder.
When she stepped on the first step of heaven and earth with her feet as white as jade, she looked up, and from a distance, she could only see the ladder extending to the depths of the clouds without end.
(end of this chapter)