A leaf quickly withered and fell.

But on the stem, there are still ten emerald green leaves.

When will nine of these ten leaves fall? Feng Qingyan didn't know, but he was looking forward to it.

When the flowers bloom, what will the black pottery pot look like?

What will change?

Xiang Liu, who was aware of something at this moment, looked at the black pottery flower pot with some surprise, and was immediately attracted by the other side of the flower in the pot.

But what about the green armor?

A moment later.

It looked away from the flower on the other side and looked around, why was the green armor gone?

At this time, the dream land was still violently shaking, cracks appeared, and terrifying light burst out from the cracks, exuding an indescribable terrifying aura, as if it could make the heavens and the earth collapse even more.

These terrible rays of light are like the lights of the real world.

How can the Land of Dreams afford it?

"Emperor, where is that guy in Qingjia? Where did it go?" After looking around for a week, Xiang Liu still didn't find Qingjia's figure, so he couldn't help but ask curiously. Although it didn't believe that Qingjia would be able to escape in front of the emperor, Qingjia was indeed gone.

Maybe it will get away with it.

If this is the case, it still has some envy in its heart, after all, who wants to be the watchdog of others?

Who wants to condescend to others for the rest of their lives?

Who wants to listen to someone else's orders forever?

It is a willow, but it is a terrifying existence in the holy realm, but it is one of the sixteen taboos that make the world talk about tigers.

Or......

I'm running away too?

Xiang Liu's gaze fell on those cracks.

It vaguely felt that these cracks were the cracks in the wall of the dream, and perhaps through the cracks it could escape from the dream.

From now on, he is out of the dreamland.

When the idea was born, it spread like a kudzu vine and began to look for a suitable crack. In the process of looking for cracks, he also flattered and laughed from time to time, pulling flattering words that made him want to vomit.

However, after two or three breaths, it found a very suitable crack, which was the crack behind the black pottery flower pot. However, the black pottery flower pot was in front of him, and this black pottery flower pot looked very ordinary at first glance, as if it was really just a rough black pottery flower pot.

But for some reason.

One more look at it made its heart palpitate, and even its soul trembled a little.

This is no ordinary pot.

If it was an ordinary flower pot, how could the emperor hold it with his own hands?

It suddenly remembered that the emperor came with this black pottery flower pot, which showed that the black pottery flower pot was not extraordinary. As for its power, it is unknown, but it makes its heart palpitate and its soul tremble, naturally it is not ordinary, and it may be a forbidden thing.

By the way, and the flower......

It was once again attracted by the flower on the other side, staring at the flower with curiosity on its face, and always felt that this flower contained indescribable power.

It seems that as long as it is devoured, all the memories can be restored.

No matter how long the lost memory is, even the past life, the past life, the past life, can be recovered.

It is a flower full of magic that can restore the memory of everything.

At this moment, it couldn't help but walk towards the other side of the flower, and couldn't help but want to devour it, and the thought of devouring it was stronger than the thought of escaping from the dream.

Its soul shook slightly.

This magical flower can really make it regain all its memories.

But as it approached and the thought of devouring it became stronger and stronger, a white-clothed figure walked in front of it and picked up the black pottery flower pot, which made it suddenly angry and shouted, "Let go of that flower!"

"This is mine!"

Xiangliu said angrily.

"You want this flower?"

Feng Qingyan turned around and looked up at Xiang Liu slightly.

"Let go of that flower!" Before Xiangliu woke up, a terrifying aura burst out from his body, and he actually tore apart the land of dreams.

"It's just a very ordinary red flower. ”

Feng Qingyan smiled indifferently.

"It's very ordinary? Hmph! When I'm an idiot, this is a flower full of magic that can restore all memories ......"

Xiangliu's eyes gradually turned bloody.

Although it was extremely angry and wanted to take the red flower away, it kept holding back and did not make a move, as if it was afraid of something deep in its soul.

"How amazing is it?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"I don't know, but I can vaguely feel that it is full of magic. Sangyu blurted out, "Moreover, it allows me to recover my memories, the memories I lost." ”

"What memories have you lost? What memories have you lost?"

Feng Qingyan continued to ask.

"I don't know, but I do know that I've lost a very important memory, and it seems that someone has tampered with my memory. Xiang Liu was trying to remember, still very angry, and then suddenly remembered something, so he said angrily: "It's him, it's him, it's him, it's him who tampered with my memory, I'm not actually the ...... created by that person."

"Who? Who tampered with your memory?"

Feng Qingyan looked at Xiang Liu, who was in a strange state, and wanted to extract some useful information from Xiang Liu's mouth.

"It's the ...... of the Shang Emperor"

As soon as Sangyu finished speaking, something like water flowed through his soul, washing away his memories again.

And at this point, it suddenly came to its senses, what did I just do?

I just seemed to be the fierce emperor?

Its body suddenly weakened, and it lay on the ground, looked at Feng Qingyan with some fear, and asked cautiously: "Emperor, Emperor, I, what did I just say?"

"You say, you want this red flower. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Huh?"

Xiang Liu was stunned for a moment, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he looked at the other side of the flower with some doubts, I asked the emperor for this red flower just now?

What do I want it for?

And you can't eat it.

By the way, what was I going to do just now? It tried to think about it, but it still didn't remember, so it asked with some curiosity: "Emperor, where is that guy in Qingjia, why is he missing?"

"Here it is. ”

Feng Qingyan looked at the black pottery flower pot, and turned the side of Qingjia to Xiangliu.

Xiangliu saw sixteen flower pots, one of which was depicting the appearance of green armor. Although it seems to be portrayed, it has a soul......

It seems that the green armor has been suppressed on the black pottery flower pot.

Xiang Liu was stunned for a moment, his soul couldn't help but tremble, and some horror appeared in his eyes.

It doesn't seem that Qingjia was really suppressed on the black pottery flower pot, and it finally knew what was so extraordinary about the black pottery flower pot.

"This, this ......"

It stuttered in horror and looked terrified.

"This flower is called the Flower of the Other Side, and there is only one in this world. Feng Qingyan said, "It can indeed restore people's memories, whether it is in the past life or this life, all memories can be recovered." But right now, I can't give it ......"

"Emperor, Emperor, I, I don't want it. ”

Xiangliu panicked.

"By the way, you just said that you were not created by Emperor Shang, so what is the origin?

Feng Qingyan asked.

"Huh?" Xiang Liu was stunned, and said again and again: "Emperor, this, how is this possible, I, Xiang Liu, was created by the emperor, what else can I have......?"

"You're a ghost. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Oh yes, I'm a ghost. Xiang Liu nodded again and again, but then he was a little stunned, so he couldn't help but look at himself, and said with suspicion: "Emperor, I don't seem to be a ghost, is it a different body among ghosts?"

"I was wrong. ”

Feng Qingyan frowned, and he also realized that he had just said the wrong thing.

It is indeed a little inappropriate to say that Xiangliu is a ghost, after all, whether it is Xiangliu or other taboos, it is not a soul body.

"You really don't think of anything?"

Feng Qingyan thought for a while and asked.

Sang-ryu shook his head with a dazed look.

It seems that their memories have indeed been washed away, but why have they been washed away? Could it be that Emperor Shang has manipulated their souls?

Since nothing is asked, let's suppress it.

"Look, flower pots. ”

Feng Qingyan pointed to the upper airway.

When Xiang Liu heard this, he couldn't control himself from looking up, and sure enough, he saw a flower pot falling in the sky.

This flower pot looked like it was the one that the emperor was holding in his hand, and when he was trying to see if the flower pot was still in the emperor's hand, he found that he couldn't move, and his heart immediately became frightened.

What's going on?

In Xiangliu's panic, the flower pot fell down, and Feng Qingyan bent down to pick it up.

The seventh leaf of the flower falls.

"The Queen of Blood, the Mountain Ghost, the Door Taboo, the Divine Disgust, the Witch Evil, the Green Armor, the Xiangliu, what are the remaining nine taboos?" Feng Qingyan looked at the taboo on the outer wall of the flower pot and said, when the sixteen taboos are suppressed, the flowers on the other side should bloom.

When the flowers on the other side are in full bloom, the souls of the heavens on the bridge of guidance will be able to be brought over.

And the Huangquan Road in the underworld can also be built.

But what about reincarnation?

In the end, it is still a bad reincarnation

The underworld can do without Huangquan Road, without the Nai He Bridge, without the Lechuan River, and even without the eighteen layers of hell.

But there must be no reincarnation.

An underworld without reincarnation is not an underworld at all.

So the question comes back to the question of how to create "reincarnation".

He stared at the black pottery flower pot, when the flowers bloomed, would the flower pot turn into reincarnation? After all, the flower pot exuded the smell of reincarnation......

In his thoughts.

The violent shock of the Dream Land gradually woke him up, and he found that there were more cracks in the Dream Land.

The Land of Dreams is really going to collapse.

This made his soul tremble, even trembling, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.

If the land of dreams collapses, the whole world will collapse, and all the creatures in the world will be scattered.

How does this work?

He quickly thought of a remedy, and he didn't expect that he had just waited a little to let Qingjia hit the Dream Land so hard.

It was a result he didn't expect.

If the Land of Dreams collapses, he has an unshirkable responsibility.

Dreamland?

Whose dream is this?

Why are the 16 taboos living in dreams?

Since the sixteen taboos all live in dreams, do I, and everyone in the world, live in dreams?

Does this mean that I am living in other people's dreams?

He thought about it.

The Land of Dreams shook even more violently.

Also, am I a fantasy in someone else's dream? Am I not real, real beings?

Am I just a thought, a fantasy in someone else's dream?

At this moment, his body shook violently.

Unbelievable.

Unacceptable.

The Land of Dreams was crumbling, and the light that burst from the outside was like the light of reality.

The dream crumbled in the light of truth, falling like splinters, and there was nothing to resist it.

In the light of truth.

The Land of Dreams is crumbling like a frenzy, and the sky is falling like pieces.

Under Feng Qingyan's fright, not only was the land of dreams shaking, but even the bitter grinding heaven was violently shaking.

It was like the sky was about to collapse.

Countless people of the demon clan raised their heads in horror and looked at the sky as if it were cracking......

After a while, not only the Kumo Heaven, but even the Ku Tuo Heaven was the same, and it was violently shaking, and cracks appeared in the sky.

Soon after, it will be Zhou Tianxia, which is the world of mountains and seas.

Countless people raised their heads in fear.

At this time, all the earth is shaking, all the sky is cracking, and the heavens and the earth are about to collapse, like the end of the world.

On Wushan Mountain in the Wushan realm.

Ah Heng, who was dressed in white and barefoot, looked up at the cracked sky slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said with infinite worry: "You, still know? Is this a little early? Can you afford it now? If you can bear it, everything is fine; if you can't bear it, all your souls will be wiped out......

"It's a dream, but it's all true!"

She said lightly.

"Whether it is you, or me, or the people of the world, it is not the fantasy of others, let alone the fantasy of dreams, but the real soul......"

Ah Heng said lightly.

"If you can't bear it, the heavens will fall, the earth will fall, all living things will perish, and everything will cease to exist......"

She said again.

However, Feng Qingyan, who was far away in front of the wall of dreams, didn't hear it at all.

At this time, one after another, beams of true light shone in, as if penetrating everything, making all dream things irresistible.

This includes Feng Qingyan.

His body was rapidly dissipating in front of the light of truth, as if it had turned into an illusion.

"Ahh

He felt the pain of his soul and couldn't help but growl.

His eyes widened in horror at what he had discovered, unable to accept the fact that the light of truth had destroyed everything in his dreams.

This true light is actually just a very ordinary light.

But.

In front of the things of dreams, there is an existence that can push everything horizontally, and there is nothing in the dream world that can resist the light of truth

All things dreaming have to be dispersed in the light of reality.

It's all gone.

Including Feng Qingyan's so-called emperor body.

"Ahh

He roared, unable to accept it.

This must be fake, this must be false, how can the world I live in be someone else's dream?

Sixteen taboos have bad intentions, it was Qingjia and Xiangliu who deliberately guided me......

The world I live in is the real world!

Not a dream!

Not unreal!

Feng Qingyan shouted angrily, scolding the terrible thought in his mind.

He needs to force himself to believe that all of his world is the real world. If he doesn't believe, or believes that he is living in a dream, everything will disappear and everything will cease to exist......

But when he forced himself to believe that he was living in the real world, he suddenly remembered that the little lady and Ah Heng had said similar things......

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