Chapter 55: Dreams, Dreams, Dreams
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After dealing with some miscellaneous matters, Zhong Lisheng, Jin Dali, and Han Ling left.
Originally, several people wanted to take turns to take care of Mo Yun, but Mo Yun refused.
If they stay here, they won't be able to run the Ten Thousand Paths at full capacity.
In the huge room, Mo Yun was the only one left.
The standard spear that Han Ling brought over was placed next to the bed, and when he saw this spear that was exactly the same as before, Mo Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
In the battle with Lu Liang, if it weren't for the fact that this spear was not strong enough, Mo Yun might have been able to block Lu Liang's thunderous blow.
"A standard spear, a standard spear, tsk, after all, it's just a standard weapon. 』
Mo Yun muttered in his heart, the so-called standard weapon is the kind of weapon that is mass-produced, and the quality is not high.
The assembly line of all evils.
Mo Yun sighed in his heart, this standard spear, that is, more powerful than Fan Tie, is far from the level of a soldier.
And the warrior is the weapon that a cultivator should use.
However, the soldiers are not easy to get, all the soldiers are from the hands of the refiner, most of the soldiers can be divided into three grades, heaven, earth and man, among which there are low-level, intermediate-level, high-level, and consummation, and further up, there may be higher than the heavenly level, but it is not known to Mo Yun.
Soldiers can amplify the ability of cultivators, so that twice the vitality can exert three, four times or even a hundred times the strength.
Cultivators can use their own vitality to train soldiers, so that soldiers will grow with the cultivator's cultivation, and at the same time, cultivators can also join various rare treasures to forge, in the hope that soldiers can become stronger.
Therefore, history has made those famous supreme monks have some extremely powerful magic weapons.
In addition, if the soldiers are particularly strong, they will often spawn machine spirits within the soldiers.
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Temporarily interrupting the thoughts that drifted farther and farther, Mo Yun still had a firm idea in his heart - Lu Liang's golden sword should be a soldier.
Otherwise, the standard spear in Mo Yun's hand is not made of mud, and it should be broken together.
However, the rank of the soldier in Lu Liang's hand should not be very high, Mo Yun slightly estimated that he felt that Lu Liang's golden sword should only be of the middle rank.
The level of battle qi is directly proportional to the performance in battle, if the grade in Lu Liang's hand is the best quality soldier, with only one sword, it is estimated that Mo Yun will be stunned to squat on the ground with two broken gun barrels.
However, it seemed that Lu Liang had only been getting that soldier for a short time, and Mo Yun could deeply feel that Lu Liang would occasionally show a hint of jerkiness when he used the golden sword.
"Ahh
Mo Yun let out a long sigh and played with his phone's new standard spear.
Physical cultivation, ancient martial arts.
Lu Liang's strength can be described as extremely strong, according to Mo Yun's point of view, he should be the kind of existence that is close to invincibility within the same level.
However, Lu Liang may still be confused, and he will be defeated by a person in the third stage of the Qi Gathering Period.
In fact, Mo Yun only won by luck.
At that time, the spear had been broken, and the gun momentum that had been accumulated to the limit for a long time in "Amazing Marksmanship" disappeared in an instant, and the only hope that he could win was the third realm of "Walking Shadow Step" that he had just learned a few days ago.
Fortunately, Lu Liang looked at Mo Yun's posture and felt that he had no strength left to fight against Mo Yun again, so he admitted defeat very freely.
Otherwise, even if Mo Yun can win, it will take a lot of effort.
Looking at the brand-new standard spear in his hand, Mo Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't have a choice.
On his left arm, the black ancient spear totem shimmered with a strange light.
This ancient spear, which Mo Yun obtained at the top of the ladder to heaven, can be put together with the god-level exercise "Ten Thousand Dao Jue", which must also be a shocking thing.
However, according to Mo Yun's eyes at this time, he couldn't see anything different, not to mention that he couldn't even wave the ancient spear like an arm.
"It's a pity, I really want to use it......
Mo Yun was helpless in his heart, this dragon gun (that is, the ancient gun totem) could be said to be the most satisfactory weapon template in Mo Yun's heart.
Just as Mo Yun was holding the standard spear and wandering in his mind for nine days, the space in the room fluctuated slightly.
"Poo!", as if it was the slight sound of a blister bursting, the space squirmed slightly, and then a figure appeared out of thin air.
“......!”
Ge Di noticed that there was another person in the room, and Mo Yun looked at the visitor in shock, when the strong smell of wine came to his nose, when the face of the middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life appeared in Mo Yun's sight.
"Grandpa Zhang!"
Mo Yun said in surprise.
The person who came was full of stubble and vicissitudes, and it was the ghost of Zhang Meng, who had not been seen for a long time.
"Hmm. ”
Responding lightly, Zhang Menggui gently patted Moyun's head, and a warm current extended all the way along Moyun's meridians.
After the investigation stopped, Zhang Menggui smiled lightly.
"Fortunately, it didn't cause much internal injury, otherwise, this five-court competition would be worth the loss. ”
Mo Yun opened his mouth and did not speak.
Zhang Menggui yawned loudly, and then said to himself.
"Lu Liang is Lu Jing's only son, and he has a son in his later years, so of course he spares no effort to cultivate. ”
"Although there is no dantian. Zhang Menggui added lightly.
Only then did Mo Yun know that Lu Liang was actually Lu Jing's only son, the only son of the two-sided-eyed Medicine Pavilion elder.
No wonder it's so powerful.
"But you were able to defeat him, and it seems that you have improved a lot during this time. A smile appeared on Zhang Menggui's indifferent face.
"Fluke, fluke. Mo Yun scratched his head and said embarrassedly.
"It's a fluke. ”
Mo Yun's scratching hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly.
"If it weren't for the guilt that Lu Liang felt guilty about hurting you by mistake, you might be in big trouble. ”
Zhang Menggui didn't know where to take out a wine gourd, pulled out the stopper, the wine was fragrant, Zhang Menggui took a sip, and then said again.
"But if you keep shooting, Lu Liang has almost no chance of winning if he wants to win. ”
"In general, Yue defeated Lu Liang in two sections, which is quite a proud record. ”
Grinning, Zhang Menggui slightly encouraged Mo Yun.
In this regard, Mo Yun could only smile bitterly.
"Guns constantly, how is it possible. ”
Mo Yun's face was bitter,
"Who let you have a hard time with others, and if you don't have good weapons, you dare to play against others. Zhang Menggui pursed his lips and said mercilessly.
"However, the grade of this gun is low. ”
Zhang Menggui's palm was spread, and the standard spear that Mo Yun placed next to the bed automatically flew into Zhang Menggui's hand.
The ink cloud that he saw with this hand could be described as dizzying.
Zhang Menggui didn't care about carrying the brand-new standard spear, and then frowned, stretched out his fingers, and flicked it lightly.
"Click-"
Cracks spread rapidly on the barrel of the gun, and in an instant, the first fragment fell, as if causing a chain reaction, and the standard spear, which had been brand new two seconds ago, instantly shattered into pieces.
Moyun: "......"
Mo Yun's mouth opened into a big O-shape, and he couldn't close it for a long time.
It's just gone?
It's terrible, don't you know, you think this gun is made of sugar.
But, eh, is he out of weapons again??
Zhang Menggui opened a hand, and the spear fragments scattered on the ground seemed to be pulled up by invisible threads, converging into a metal ball above Zhang Menggui's palm.
Mo Yun, who didn't know what he was doing, looked at Zhang Menggui intently.
"Poof!"
A ball of green flame suddenly emerged from Zhang Menggui's hand, startling Mo Yun.
The green flame danced smartly, and it immediately wrapped the metal ball in Zhang Menggui's hand.
I saw that the space was slightly distorted, and the metal ball that was originally formed by the convergence of various spear fragments instantly turned into a boiling liquid.
"This ......"
Mo Yun was stunned, a metal ball was burned into liquid in an instant, so how hot was this flame?
However, Mo Yun was standing very close to Zhang Menggui, but he didn't feel the change in temperature at all.
The metal liquid boiled in the air, as if it was restrained by an invisible barrier, and it was always suspended two feet above the hand of Zhang Menggui.
"Dodo Dodo......"
The boiling metal liquid made a peculiar sound, slowly wriggling, and the black impurities were refined little by little.
In the end, the size of the golden liquid was only a quarter of its original size.
Immediately, Zhang Menggui took out a large pile of things from the storage ring.
Black stones, red stones, shiny powders, crystal clear beast crystals......
"Is that the beast crystal of a fourth-order demon beast?" Mo Yun felt a trace of coercion from the crystal clear beast crystal.
All the things were taken out, and Zhang Menggui threw them into the green flames the same way, no matter what kind of material they were, they turned into liquids after churning twice in the green flames, and gathered into the original liquid ball.
"Goo-go......o-go
Colorful liquids merge into the original liquid ball, and as they grow stronger, they also bring a variety of colors.
Green flames rose elegantly, and all the black impurities were calcined.
When all the materials were turned into liquid and thrown into the liquid ball, the liquid ball was more than ten times larger than it was at the beginning.
"Poof!"
The green flame rose suddenly, and in an instant, it became dozens of times more violent, and although the ink cloud could not feel the scorching temperature, he could see the space near the liquid ball distort slightly.
When the green flame changed to its original size again, the size of the liquid ball had shrunk by two-thirds from before, and the color had changed from colorful to uniform gray.
"Condensation!"
The handprint formed in Zhang Menggui's hand flickered, and the gray liquid ball in the air slowly wriggled and stretched, and finally turned into the outline of a spear.
Mo Yun's eyes widened, and he didn't dare to come out.
The outline of the spear slowly became clear, and finally it was finalized, and the green flames soared again, and disappeared in an instant.
"Buzz !!"
Zhang Menggui flicked the spear lightly with his fingers, and the spear suddenly shook violently and buzzed.
"Whew, whew, whew!" Zhang Menggui hurriedly blew his fingers, he was so anxious that he forgot to cool down, if it weren't for his strength, it is estimated that his fingers would be seven mature by now.
"Whew-"
Zhang Menggui had another blue spell in his hand, and with a flick of it, the spell was activated in an instant, and the ice-blue hard ice directly wrapped the entire spear.
"Peng!"
Zhang Menggui's fingers flicked lightly again, the ice exploded, the ice chips flew, and he stretched out his hand and gently touched the surface of the spear, very good, the ice was cold and cold, and it was no longer hot.
"No, take it. ”
Zhang Menggui directly threw the spear to Mo Yun, and Mo Yun, who had not recovered from what had just happened, hurriedly borrowed the spear.
It was cold to the hand and the weight was moderate, but the key was that there seemed to be a vague call in the spear, causing the battle qi black lotus in Mo Yun's body to sway slightly.
Meaningless, warriors, this is warriors, and not low-level warriors yet.
In just a few minutes, from scratch.
Mo Yun seemed to have forgotten how to close his mouth.
"It's a pity that I'm not very proficient in refining weapons, and I wasted this great material in vain. Zhang Menggui shook his head with some regret, as if he was not very satisfied with the finished product, "This gun, it is estimated that it is also a mid-level product, except for the kind that is hard and has no characteristics." ”
It is also the middle level of local products, the intermediate level of local products, the intermediate level of local products, the intermediate level of local products, the intermediate level of products......
How to say it, I can only say that I don't understand the world of immortals.
"Give the gun a name, right?" Zhang Menggui began to pour wine, and immediately burped
Mo Yun finally closed his dry and astringent mouth.
The spear in his hand is gray, simple and dull, and in his hand, it is a little heavy but it makes people feel steady.
"Just call it...... Cangshan. ”
After a moment of silence, a flash of inspiration flashed in Mo Yun's mind.
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"Boom! boom!"
The endless expanse of the earth, the gray fields are endless, and the thunder dragon roars in the thick clouds in the sky, tearing through the inky clouds with every sound.
"Here...... Where is it?"
Mo Yun looked at this in confusion.
"Is it another dream?......
Mo Yun looked down, and Gedi found that everything on the earth was small in his sight.
The sky under his feet was empty, and the ink cloud at this time was actually standing above the sky.
"So, this must be a dream, right?"
Mo Yun stood stunned for a moment, and then took a step.
At the place where he landed, there was a real feeling, as if the ink cloud was not in the air, but on the flat ground.
I don't know where I'm going, I don't know where I'm going, I don't know where I'm going, my heart is empty, I just walk silently.
The vast land as far as the eye can see, not a single inch of grass grows, and there is not a touch of green, but occasionally you can see the weapons that show half of their heads in the sand, rusty, as if they are relics of the previous era.
"Whoa!
Suddenly there was a wind in the heavens and the earth, and it began to rain.
The wind was strong and cold, and the rain was heavy and urgent.
But Mo Yun was not wet by the rain, the raindrops penetrated his body, and he couldn't feel the cold, and the wind blew through his body, and he couldn't feel the cold.
“......”
After standing in the air for a moment, Mo Yun took another step.
Keep walking, keep walking.
The rain stopped, it fell again, the wind stopped, and it started again.
The brontosaurus rolled tirelessly in the black clouds, occasionally tearing through the clouds, and the glow gave the earth a moment of daylight.
Looking east, south, west, and north, the eyes are full of gloom, and there is no end in sight.
After the vastness, there is an even greater vastness.
The dark clouds are farther away, and they are thicker dark clouds.
An irritable mood grew in Mo Yun's heart.
He roared, loud, loud.
But Mo Yun's ears didn't hear a little of his own voice, and in his ears, there was only the sound of wind and rain, but the wind couldn't blow him, and the rain couldn't hit him.
Is it like a ghost? Like a ghost?
I'm afraid it's not like it, it's not even air, at least the air will be blown by the wind and wet by the rain.
The hair on Mo Yun's forehead spread out, revealing a small black dot, changing the silence of the past, and radiating light outward, as if something was about to jump out.
『Cloud...... Brother ......
A mournful voice sounded, not like it was in my ears, but more like it was in my head.
"Who...... Who are you......
Mo Yun's body trembled slightly, panting like a cow, cold sweat seeped out from everywhere, not fear, an indescribable feeling spread in his heart.
『Cloud ......』
The mournful voice sounded again, but it stopped abruptly.
Everything in front of Mo Yun's eyes suddenly froze, and then shattered like a mirror.
"No, no, no, who are you? Who are you? You say, you say!"
Mo Yun's eyes straightened, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.
But the voice was silent after all, and no matter how much Mo Yun called, it didn't sound again.
All the light and shadow were annihilated in the endless darkness, until finally, Moyun stood alone in the boundless black.
But there was light in the darkness, and Mo Yun clearly saw a mirror standing in front of him.
A big mirror, a mirror that extends upward, downward, left, right, east, west, north and south.
Mo Yun stood quietly in the world outside the mirror, alone, only him.
The ink cloud in the mirror also stood quietly in the world in the mirror, alone, and he was the only one.
Mo Yun clearly saw the vicissitudes of life in his eyes as if he had passed through countless eras, the vicissitudes of life......
No, is this really their own eyes?
In the mirror, his nose, mouth, and ears are exactly the same as himself, as if they were carved out of a mold.
Except for his eyes, Mo Yun didn't think he had that kind of vicissitudes of life.
No, it seems...... Seems to still have clothes?
In the mirror, he was wearing a black armor.
So, what about yourself?
Mo Yun looked down and saw that he was wearing the disciple uniform of the Sword Sect.
Mo Yun's heart suddenly twitched violently.
Looking up at the mirror, the self in the mirror has not moved since just now, even if he is moving.
At this point, his eyes twitched.
"You...... Who is it?"
As if to regain his voice, Mo Yun gasped and felt a cold shiver in his heart.
"Me?" The "Mo Yun" in the mirror tilted his head, and his voice was the same as Mo Yun, but it was more steady, a kind of calmness.
"I'm you. The "ink cloud" in the mirror suddenly laughed.
Mo Yun couldn't help but feel creepy.
"You are me, so who am I?"
"You are me, I am you. The "ink cloud" in the mirror suddenly clapped his hands and laughed.
"You are Mo Yun, I am also Mo Yun, I am Zhao Congyun, and you are also Zhao Congyun. ”
"Now, we can finally settle accounts with him. ”
Sen Ran's voice carried a killing intent that could not be concealed.
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