The desires and pleasures of the heavens are ant for heavenly beings; how can re mortals endure them?
The heavenly maiden seed to be smiling as she gazed at the two of them, witnessing their eyes eting.
Chen Yi’s gaze briefly collided with Yin Weiyin’s.
It was like a sudden torrential downpour falling onto the Qiantang River, the surging waters rising with the tide, a roaring sound echoing across both shores.
The storm seed never-ending, and even though Chen Yi felt weary, her gaze remained alluring. She was breathtakingly beautiful, and to be fair, aside from her beauty, Yin Weiyin was extrely loathso, but it was precisely this loathsoness that made her beauty beyond reproach.
Thus, when a wave of exhaustion swept over her heart,
Chen Yi thought, how could she just let this precious cauldron go?
Hundreds, even thousands of tis, enough for her to be lost in the sea of desires.
The heavenly maiden gazed at Chen Yi, a flicker of surprise crossing her heart,
"Oh my, why is this one’s lower corpse...so stubborn?"
Even the pair of lovers, deeply in love as the ocean, upon first glance, the man’s lower corpse severed itself, and thereafter, they relied on their mutual affection to survive the first glance.
But as their gazes clashed once more, they encompassed and enveloped each other.
"Ah."
Yin Weiyin let out a mournful cry.
In that brief mont, their gazes parted.
Yin Weiyin fell to the ground, her legs bent, cheeks pressed against the floor as she panted heavily.
Chen Yi, also gasping for air, instinctively wanted to help her up, but she recoiled as if struck by lightning, fleeing in panic.
"Don’t...co near, don’t... it’s so hot, burning..."
The female crown spoke incoherently, unsure how to describe her feelings, as if her body no longer belonged to her. She trembled all over, her hands nearly tearing through the floor.
What is happening?!
A sudden and intense fatigue overwheld the female crown, but after the fatigue, her soul separated from her flesh, soul as soul and body as body, all her struggles dissipated without a trace.
Chen Yi caught his breath, also feeling a sense of weakness, though his body was fine, it lacked strength.
The heavenly maiden noticed their state post first-glance and sighed softly, yet she still teased:
"You two surpass ordinary people, enduring the first glance, but can you withstand the next two?"
At these words, both Chen Yi and Yin Weiyin’s faces turned slightly pale.
Their ridians felt almost decayed, unable to muster any strength, leaving Chen Yi’s mind in a haze, sowhat doubtful.
His ntal strength was near depletion, uncertain if he could endure another look.
Seeing this, the heavenly maiden goaded him:
"Afraid to even look again, in my eyes you’re nothing but all show, seems your lower corpse is stubborn yet lacks weight."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi’s initial retreat vanished completely.
He stared intently at Yin Weiyin.
Feeling his gaze, the female crown tremblingly retreated.
Yet Chen Yi had no intention of letting her avoid him; he stepped forward abruptly, grasping Yin Weiyin’s shoulders, their gazes t once more.
Seeing this, the heavenly maiden observed the greed in Yin Weiyin’s eyes was unmistakably evident.
n fear above all being told they can’t; she was deliberately provoking Chen Yi.
And with both already nearing their limit, after this glance, there would be another pair of monks and nuns.
As for these mundane beings, they would be left in this world to preach, while the Taichua Goddess would accompany her to the Pure Land of the Spirit Mountain, savoring the wonders of the celestial maiden.
Such a way, just waiting... for the pair to realize through hundreds of thousands of joyous tis—that all appearances are false.
At the mont Chen Yi’s gaze t hers, Yin Weiyin tried in vain to avoid his gaze, feebly attempting to struggle, but it was like shaking a tree as an ant; she had nowhere to escape. Facing her ignorance, she always either played dead or responded.
She felt dizzy, disoriented, like a puppet.
Her body trembled as if it no longer obeyed her.
But Chen Yi was always skillful in dealing with such Immortals.
His gaze suddenly turned gentle, like the flow of ti, changing his rhythm, slow and gentle, a first-ti experience for Yin Weiyin.
That ignorance, that always despoiling ignorance, could it also have this side?
Wave upon wave rose from the Qiantang River, rising and falling, the storm turning to drizzle, saturating the vast land, under the night, the river flowed silently.
In a daze, Yin Weiyin found herself gradually sinking, unable to think, her gaze seed to sway within Chen Yi’s gaze.
But she is the Taichua Goddess, how could she sink like this?
"Yin Weiyin, Yin Luanhuang, wake up, wake up..."
Fear swept through her heart, the female crown suddenly in a frenzied attempt to struggle free.
Supre Forget Love Technique, yes, Supre Forget Love Technique.
"To forget words in success, to forget emotions in enlightennt, love and hate have boundaries, life and death one event..."
Yin Weiyin ntally recited the Supre Forget Love Technique, unexpectedly, the technique quickly cald her mind.
And Chen Yi’s gaze also seed to gradually beco insignificant...
The heavenly maiden witnessed this, sighing inwardly.
She increasingly wanted to take this female crown away, to pass on the celestial maiden’s legacy.
And this man’s lower corpse,
The heavenly maiden saw Chen Yi gradually slowing down, growing so fatigued he could barely continue. She chuckled softly,
"In the end, there is still an end to everything."
Chen Yi gradually beca dazed, losing focus, overwheld with bouts of exhaustion.
From start to finish, Yin Weiyin was like a puppet, not responding, only silently exchanging glances.
This left Chen Yi feeling a deep sense of ennui.
Like... none of it mattered.
So this is... what the Buddha ant by all things empty?
anwhile, with the recitation of the Supre Forget Love Technique, Yin Weiyin felt a peculiar sensation.
The purity of the soul and the pleasure of the flesh seed no longer unified.
As if they beca two different people, yet the two sensations converged in Yin Weiyin’s mind, presenting an intriguing feeling.
She grew increasingly purified, her bearing more ethereal.
"Yin Weiyin, maintain it, continue to comprehend from within."
"Do not heed ignorance; it is insignificant!"
"He is insignificant... why is he... unmoving?!"
Yin Weiyin suddenly panicked, randomly, irrationally, she noticed Chen Yi’s gaze gradually beca vacant.
Then, she felt an unbearable itch all over, like a thousand ants scorching her heart.
She wanted it...
In an instant, she wanted it...
That mingling sensation of the soul’s purity and the body’s joy.
She didn’t think much of it while she had it, but upon losing it, she deeply yearned for it.
Yin Weiyin bit her lip, made a fierce decision, and cast a gaze as soft as a thousand tendernesses.
Chen Yi was nearly depleted.
Yin Weiyin’s lack of response made him feel all the more sinking deep in despair.
It was like engaging in a futile effort... all things were empty, everything was aningless, like dew or lightning,
And this is the Buddha...
"What Buddhist Law, why is she so proactive?!"
Chen Yi seed abruptly awakened.
Welcoming him were Yin Weiyin’s rare bashful yet shy glances.
She bit her lip looking at him, with a mix of blaming and grievance, gently patting him, urging him, softly scolding him, "Stop toying around, hurry up, you wicked thing..."
How could he endure this?
Chen Yi was montarily stunned, then ceased pondering Buddhist Law.
What does Buddhist Law matter?
Her taste, only experiencing it hundreds and thousands of tis, how is it enough?
The heavenly maiden, seeing this scene, stood stupefied.
O_o....?
It seed the Taichua Goddess had developed an attachnt, an attachnt to desire, sinking into it unknowingly, until she lost it and desperately wanted to claim it.
The true Supre is having while not knowing one has it; this is true Supre Forget Love.
In that instant, Yin Weiyin reached this state yet was completely unaware.
She only felt that it was swelling, really swelling,
What was happening to her,
Why did it seem as if she sowhat liked his taste...
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