There is a mountain in Huayun City, and there is a tomb on the mountain, called Nanshan Tomb.
On the tombstone, which is as tall as one person, there is no name, no surname, no life story, and only a birthday message that has been passed down through the ages is engraved.
May the longevity of Nanshan be as long as this.
The handwriting is made of dragon and snake, and the silver hook and iron painting are elegant and unrestrained.
In fact, many people speculate that this sentence actually came from Nanshan Taoist at that time, and there are very few people who can discern the truth in the long river of time.
When the three masters and apprentices arrived, there were already many people, and they could see clearly defined positions.
After a quick glance, except for Lu Yun who went through the back door, there were the same number of righteous cultivators and demonic cultivators.
Just thinking of the succubus's words, Lu Yun took a few more glances at the people from the nine major sects. All the familiar faces who had been selected from the Hidden Sword Sect were there.
"Junior sister Lu."
Bai Xuan, who came to the Valley of Miracle Doctors, waved and greeted Lu Yun. Pei Geli from the Holy Land glanced at Lu Yun, then frowned and looked away. Yao Huai, who was hopeless, stared at Lu Yun closely, with a fanatical fighting spirit in his eyes. .
Compared with the emotions of these juniors leaking out, the elders leading the team are all old foxes, smiling on the surface, but secretly they have been digging holes in each other.
"safe."
Ji Hongxi came to Lu Yun's side and said that none of the disciples had been replaced. It was obvious that Long Live Tower's plan failed.
That's right, not to mention the elders, any of the disciples who can stand here are not outstanding, and how can they be replaced so easily.
Compared to the laughing Yan Yan here, those people from the five demon sects are of the same kind, but they are hostile to each other, and the eyes they occasionally meet are filled with fire.
Seeing that the momentum was becoming more and more tense, the awe-inspiring bell from the ancient times rang above everyone's heads, and the cloud waves in the sky swept thousands of miles away, and the momentum was unstoppable.
The Qianqiu Bell appears. Compared with Wujian Town, the Qianqiu Bell at this moment is the real body. It is huge and covers the sky and the sun. It is an inverted bowl and shrouds everyone in the shadow of the Qianqiu Bell.
"Hey, everyone is here." A young girl appeared, standing on the tombstone without any awe.
There had been quite a commotion before and attracted the attention of the entire Huayun City, but this place was banned and only they could enter.
The sudden appearance of Ah Li made people wary. She was still dressed in the same outfit that Lu Yun was familiar with before. The complicated dress was a light peach pink, and it looked like a blooming peach blossom on Ah Li's body.
The long braid hangs down on the chest, and the red hairband shuttles through it, bringing a gorgeous feeling that is hard to ignore.
Her eyebrows are curved, her smile is bright, and the dimples on her face are sweet and moving. She looks like a girl who is inexperienced in the world.
But her voice was ruthless.
"Everyone, Huang Liang has a dream, everything exists and nothing exists. There is danger in it. I don't need to elaborate on it."
A dream from an ancient Nanshan Taoist, everyone knows what the risk is.
Ah Li glanced across everyone, and finally settled on Lu Yun, blinking vaguely at him.
But no one present was blind. Everyone caught Ah Li's special regard for Lu Yun, and Lu Yun responded with a generous smile.
"By the way, people can die in dreams. If you die in your dreams, you are really dead."
This is the first time I heard this saying that a dream can kill someone. Someone looked at Ah Li fiercely, and his tone was particularly hoarse.
"Why didn't the leader say anything before?"
The one who spoke was the elder of the Fierce Demon Palace. He was wrapped in black clothes. Except for his face, the rest of his body was covered tightly, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
He looked at Ah Li with his gleaming eyes and asked everyone what they were thinking.
"Why do you say that?"
Ah Li was arrogant, sneered, and appeared in front of the other party in a flash.
Ah Li's palm pinched the opponent's neck, and the speed was so fast that many people's expressions changed with shock. They didn't even see how Ah Li made the move.
As the leader of the Kongchan Sect, wanting to crush an elder to death seems as easy as crushing an ant to death.
The elder of Fierce Demon Palace, whose fate was now in his hands, had an ugly expression on his face. He could not maintain his fierceness, and his expression softened, as if he had given up.
Behind him, the disciple of Fierce Demon Palace looked at the elder anxiously, looking like he wanted to take action but didn't dare.
"Tsk." Ah Li saw this disciple and made an unclear sound: "Idiot!"
No one on the Righteous side was replaced. On the contrary, one of our own people was tricked. They were either idiots or something.
But Ah Li is not prepared to remind them that what happens next is the fate they choose, right?
"Everyone, if there is nothing else, please do."
Ah Li applauded, and the Qianqiu Bell above his head was rung. Invisible waves impacted people's minds, and many people resisted with all their strength.
Lu Yun, who was standing behind Yuntian, was not affected. She saw a whirlpool-like entrance appearing in front of her.
It was a dreamy purple, mysterious and dangerous, as if it was foreshadowing something.
The entrance is open.
The person closest to the entrance was sucked in without making any sound. This unexpected situation made people cautious.
Ah Li was still standing on the tombstone, with a cold and arrogant look in his eyes, like a king who controlled life and death, commanding awe and submission.
When everyone was considering whether to go in, an irresistible suction force appeared from the vortex, pulling everyone there.
Step by step, Lu Yun suddenly grabbed Ji Hongxi's arm and lifted up his sleeve. In Ji Hongxi's stunned eyes, Lu Yun suddenly looked at Ah Li.
No!
Ji Hongxi didn't have the mark of Qianqiu Zhong on his body, and neither did the others.
But she originally thought that mark was the key to enter, but now it seems that she is really the only one.
"Ayun, this is a gift for you. I hope you like it."
"With a pillow of yellow rice, all causes and effects are not controlled by human beings. Don't get lost in the dream. This dream is alive."
The almost broken voice reached Lu Yun's mind before she was sucked in. The last thing she saw was Ah Li's gentle eyebrows and cold eyes, which seemed to have penetrated a thousand years and landed on her body, making her She was almost trembling.
What followed was the intoxicating comfort coming from the depths of the soul, and the eyes closed.
A young monk dreams.
Practitioners seize the creation of heaven and earth and go against heaven. If they have any dreams, they often have forebodings.
One thing is for sure, no matter what kind of dream it is, the person in the dream should be confused and unable to control himself, just like a bystander drifting with the crowd.
But Lu Yun's dream was different.
Lu Yun in her dream was no different from the outside world. The only thing that had changed was that her body had changed.
The body has shrunk a lot, like an eight or nine-year-old baby. The face is not his, and... all his cultivation has been lost.
She could clearly realize that she was in the dream of Taoist Nanshan, but other than that, nothing belonging to Lu Yun followed her.
Several swords could not be summoned, and even the totem from the Aoki tribe on his wrist was missing.
Only the black mark of Qianqiu Zhong was still on the snow-white wrist, which was strong and dazzling.
