Everything was in chaos. Although she couldn't rely on the prophet to do anything, her fate had changed.
Ji Changyue walked up to Shen Lanhua, saw the blood on his arm, and sighed in her heart, he was indeed the son of destiny, and he was still alive after bleeding so much.
Although Shen Lanhua's eyes were as empty and lifeless as those of others, his brows were relaxed and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a faint smile.
Ji Changyue came closer, stood on tiptoe and stared at Shen Lanhua's dark eyes for a while, then walked towards Lu Qiling who was aside.
Lu Qiling didn't seem to be doing well. Her eyebrows were furrowed and there were water stains at the corners of her eyes. She seemed very sad.
"Hey, Su Meng, are you sure the dream you created is a beautiful dream?" Since he didn't know what the sound was called, Ji Changyue simply asked what it was called Su Meng.
She is in charge of the realm of Su Meng, and her name is Su Meng, which she thinks is very appropriate.
"Of course it's a sweet dream." After being given a new name, the voice was not angry, but rather proud, "The Dream Realm can extract the happiest and happiest time from the monk's memory and outline the most realistic dream. This has been the case for thousands of years, and even the cultivators who transform themselves into gods cannot escape easily."
"Huh?" Ji Changyue's eyes flashed with suspicion, "Are you sure?"
The voice paused and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Except you!"
If it could, it really wanted to kill this female cultivator and ruin the only failure in her career.
Sensing the murderous intent in its voice, Ji Changyue laughed dryly and praised: "Then you are so awesome. I have never seen a god-transformation monk in my whole life. If you are so powerful, you must have seen many god-transformation monks and above. A monk?"
"Of course he is better than a little girl like you." A white shadow suddenly appeared under the biling fruit tree, with ice-blue eyes flowing like broken jade and ice stones.
"Are you Sui Meng?" Ji Changyue was surprised that behind the realm of Sui Meng was a little fox.
The white fox moved his mouth, "Don't call me Su Meng, Su Meng is the name of the illusion, not my name."
After speaking, it raised its chin and said, "My name is Qingze, and I am the master of Mengze."
"Qingze..." Ji Changyue read out his name.
"What? Have you heard of my name?" Qingze hummed, "Since you have heard of me, why don't you apologize to me and take out the three Biling Fruits to honor me!"
"No." Ji Changyue shook his head, "I'm just curious, why did your voice... change?"
The soft female voice just now turned into a crisp teenage voice, with a hint of childishness, like a child who has not grown up.
Qingze's body stiffened suddenly, his eyes flickered, and his voice immediately changed, "You heard wrong, I am a girl!"
Ji Changyue couldn't explain it in one sentence. Why should a good male fox learn to talk like a girl? But since he refused to admit it, Ji Changyue stopped asking any more questions.
Qingze, on the other hand, saw that Ji Changyue was silent, swung his furry tail, jumped on the biling fruit tree, and threatened, "Hand over the biling fruit quickly, or I will swallow you!"
Ji Changyue took a few steps towards him and said, "I'll stand here, come and devour me." She looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.
Based on how much Qingze treasured Bi Lingguo, if he really wanted to take action, Ji Changyue would have no chance to resist.
He hesitated to take action and could only force him with words. Ji Changyue guessed that it wasn't that he didn't want to take action, but that he couldn't.
There should be restrictions on Qingze here so that he cannot attack the monks.
"You!" Ice blue eyes spurted out flames, and Qingze secretly used the art of relocation.
Human beings are most greedy. Love, hate, anger, ignorance, and desire for power are all their weaknesses. Monks are also human beings. He doesn't believe it. This female nun has never obtained happiness from above.
The begonias are gorgeous and delicate, surrounding Ji Changyue. Several dark purple butterflies wrapped around the petals of the crabapple and danced gracefully, with stars twinkling on their wings.
Ji Changyue held her forehead and shook her head vigorously. Why do I feel a little dizzy?
"Ha." Qingze sneered, "No one can escape from me. Since you don't want to hand over the Biling Fruit, then enter the realm of dream tracing and sleep in sweet dreams forever!"
Just when Qingze thought he was about to succeed, the begonia flower mark flashed on Ji Changyue's wrist, and a huge spiritual power burst out from Ji Changyue's body.
"boom!"
The white figure was thrown dozens of feet away, and Qingze got up from the ground. His white fur was stained with dust on the ground, and the whole fox turned gray, as if he had just rolled in the soil.
Well, strictly speaking, he rolled in the dirt.
The begonias around him disappeared, and the butterflies disappeared. Seeing Qingze not far away, Ji Changyue blinked, "I haven't seen you for a while, why have you become so ugly?"
Qingze pulled a fox face and asked, "Who are you?!"
Even though he couldn't take action against the monks, and his cultivation was suppressed at the late stage of Golden Core, he wouldn't be able to be bounced away by a female cultivator at the early stage of foundation building.
Moreover, the force that bounced him away still had a trace of the power of heaven. Although it is very weak, he is so familiar with the power of heaven that he can easily distinguish it.
The power of heaven is a gift from heaven to human beings who love it. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to have it. This female cultivator looks young, but there is a sense of death in her body.
People favored by Heaven are blessed with monstrous luck and full of vitality. They are like dragons and phoenixes among men. Even if they are in adversity, their luck is monstrous and cannot be compared with that of ordinary people.
This female cultivator has average luck and no merit at all. How can she be equipped with the power of heaven?
Qingze looked at the man and woman not far away. Those were the people chosen by heaven and would lead this world to glory.
Ji Changyue was stunned by his cold gaze. She sensed his bad intentions and held the Explosion Talisman in her hand.
"Who I am is none of your business!"
"Ha." Qingze sneered, and his voice returned to a clear boyish voice. "With the power of Heaven, do you want to disobey Heaven and steal the destiny?"
When Ji Changyue heard that she was disobeying the heaven, she held Fu Lu's hand and paused. If she didn't follow the predetermined fate, she was not disobeying the heaven.
But why should she become a stepping stone for others' feelings?
"So what if I disobey heaven? I just want to live a good life!"
Qingze snorted coldly, "Everything done by the way of heaven is destiny. You are trying to change the destiny, and you are wishful thinking. I advise you to stop immediately and return the power of the way of heaven. There are some things that you shouldn't take, and you can't touch them at all."
"I didn't take anything from others, so how can I give it back?"
The power of heaven, the power of heaven, he kept talking about the power of heaven, but she had never touched any power of heaven, and she had never stolen anything from others.
Is it wrong to change one's life?
"Still quibbling!" Qingze's voice was cold, and the white fox's figure continued to grow, turning into a white-haired boy in front of Ji Changyue.
As soon as he turned into a human form, Qingze waved his palm, and the palm was filled with spiritual power, which went straight to Ji Changyue's heart, "If you take something you shouldn't take, you should return it. Since you are so stubborn, I don't have to keep it." Your life!"
