Chapter 466: Unable to Dream

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"Sanshan, you...

"Well, you're really..."

"It turned out to be the destiny of the Tao, do you know that God is sleeping, we have no endless destiny, we can't go on endlessly, you... You... The master looked at Sanshan and said slightly angrily.

The people present couldn't help but be surprised when they heard Sanshan's words! Destiny! That's life.

Even life is more precious than life!

Life can be extended for cultivators, and there is also a panacea that can be extended, but the Dao life cannot, that is the foundation of cultivating immortals, the longer the Dao life, the Dao base can last, and it will be easier to spy on the heavens.

To put it bluntly, the Dao life is like a certificate of cultivation, once your Dao life is exhausted, then, even if your life is infinite, your Dao foundation will disintegrate, and from then on, you will no longer be an immortal.

As the supreme Three Mountains, once the Dao foundation is broken, the power contained in it is enough to destroy itself, and at that moment, it is really dead and dead.

"Alas, now that this is the case, I have nothing to love, I can do more for Feng Yuanhua, I can do as much as I want, as for his disposal, there is no need to shy away from the teaching, alas."

Sanshan turned around, and the whole person seemed to grow old all of a sudden.

When the three mountains turned around, several other people here were silent, among them, the supreme of the second mountain, a white old man with immortal wind bones, he sighed lightly, his gaze swept across the sky in the distance, and fell on the big man who raised the whip.

The big man smacked slightly, and then drew a second whip.

The sound was still shocking, even stronger, and it looked thrilling, but in fact, when it fell on Feng Yuanhua and the others, it was obviously lighter than before.

Until the third whip fell, Feng Yuanhua had more than ten people, one by one, their skin was open, their expressions were haggard, they raised their heads with difficulty, and they all looked at Feng Yuanhua bitterly, they knew that Feng Yuanhua was here to bear the fourth whip.

Feng Yuanhua smiled bitterly, and at this moment, the fourth whip roared and fell on Feng Yuanhua alone, and at the same time, in Feng Yuanhua's ears, the voice of Sanshan's anger came.

"Don't scream yet!"

Feng Yuanhua was stunned for a moment, and then let out a terrible scream, and this voice was shocking to hear the other people around him.

After the punishment ended, people from their respective peaks immediately came, helped Feng Yuanhua and the others, and hurried back to heal their injuries, until Feng Yuanhua returned to the third mountain, and the sound of the three mountains echoed throughout the third mountain.

"Don't hold him, scoundrel, get out of here!"

The disciple of the third mountain who was holding Feng Yuanhua hesitated for a moment, and let go of his hand under Feng Yuanhua's signal, Feng Yuanhua smiled bitterly, but there was warmth in his heart, sighed, and gradually walked towards the cave where the three mountains were located.

After entering the cave mansion, Sanshan sat on the bed, looked at Feng Yuanhua, and flashed a trace of anger.

"Hmph, scoundrel, do you know what's wrong?"

"You shouldn't **** the little princess of the country." Feng Yuanhua bowed his head and was silent.

Sanshan snorted, stretched out his hand, and a force swept over the latter's body, and suddenly, just like last time, Feng Yuanhua's injury recovered in an instant, and when Feng Yuanhua was surprised that the master did this, Sanshan's helpless words sounded.

"Punish that little princess? Alas... ā€

Sanshan shook his head, looked at Feng Yuanhua, stretched out his hand, and an ancient blade appeared in his hand, with scarlet on the blade.

"You're wrong about choosing a different time and then making a move!" Sanshan looked at Feng Yuanhua and waved his hand, as if he hated that iron could not become steel.

"Even, even if it is revenge, it doesn't matter how you punish it, it doesn't matter what, but if you don't do it, why leave it alive and add an unknown enemy to yourself in the future?"

"Even if you kill her, it's just killing someone, I have killed countless people in my life, the monk cultivated, just to have a clear heart, if you want to take revenge on her, there must be a reason to take revenge, you are very smart on weekdays, and today you are so reckless." Sanshan spoke slowly.

Feng Yuanhua looked at the three mountains in front of him, and his heart shook again, the strict master on weekdays felt as if he had changed at this moment, the master at this moment had an indescribable temperament, cold, and terrifying, but he was very calm.

Thinking about the past of hearing about the Three Mountains Supreme, Feng Yuanhua realized that the master who was amiable to all the disciples of the entire Third Mountain on weekdays was actually a ruthless and stunningly ruthless person who killed people without blood.

"I think what I really did wrong was to take it myself." Feng Yuanhua suddenly spoke.

Sanshan sighed lightly and looked at Feng Yuanhua.

"I can find someone to capture her, and in the end I won't show up myself."

"Or, I should tell you, and then you just need a word and she's dead, and there's not so much trouble." Feng Yuanhua said softly.

Sanshan's eyes widened, looking at Feng Yuanhua, and suddenly laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, and in the end, he couldn't tell whether he was laughing angrily or really laughing.

Then, Sanshan groaned for a while, raised his left hand, the blade in his hand slowly flowed, he stretched out his left hand, grabbed the lamp of the dragon and phoenix core around him, and immediately two rays of light were extracted, in mid-air, the power of heaven and earth in all directions around him was extremely rich, and it came in an instant, and it was condensed in mid-air, and the blade was formed in an instant! Just the breath made Feng Yuanhua breathe rapidly, and he felt an indescribable coercion, the breath on the blade was extremely powerful and bloody, as if it was strangling everything!

At the same time, Sanshan pointed at Feng Yuanhua with his right hand, and suddenly a crack appeared in the center of Feng Yuanhua's eyebrows, and two drops of blood flew out without his control and fell into this blade.

After falling one by one, this blade immediately flashed, as if it had spirituality, and the moment Feng Yuanhua looked at it, Feng Yuanhua immediately felt as if he could control this terrifying blade at will.

"This is the bloody blade that followed the master to kill in the early years, in his life, the master has killed countless people, and this blade is also extremely evil, at this time the master taught you."

As he spoke, Miyama shook his blade and fell into the latter's hands.

"This blood blade is extremely domineering, and it needs you to keep recuperating."

"My apprentice of Sanshan kills people, and he doesn't need the help of others, even if you meet the Lord of the Divine Kingdom next time, this blood blade can also hit it hard and give you a way out."

Sanshan seems to be a little old at the moment.

"Yuanhua, God is sleeping, the sky is changing, the master can't protect you for a lifetime, I hope you are sensible and practice more spells, hey."

As he spoke, Sanshan waved his hand and motioned for Feng Yuanhua to leave.

When Feng Yuanhua left, Sanshan sighed, a trace of sadness flashed in his heart, and when he looked carefully, the black head also showed a little white trace at this moment.

As soon as the three mountains waved their hands, the cave closed, and a faint sound spread throughout the third mountain.

"As a teacher, you have to retreat for a while, and if you don't have any important things, don't come and disturb you."

When all the disciples of the third mountain heard about the monkey, they all bowed slightly.

"Yes, Master."

A hint of surprise flashed in Feng Yuanhua's eyes, how could the master retreat.

Shaking his head, Feng Yuanhua left, but not far away, he was greeted by Xiaolian.

"Senior brother..."

Xiaolian was the same as before, dressed in a white dress, and the snow-white crane on her shoulders was cooing and hissing, and her eyes looked at Feng Yuanhua without blinking.

"Senior sister." Feng Yuanhua said hello, suddenly remembered what the master said, glanced at Xiaolian differently, and flashed a trace of doubt.

For Feng Yuanhua's gaze, Xiaolian naturally looked at it in her eyes and couldn't help asking.

"What's the matter, senior brother?"

"Uh... It's nothing... Feng Yuanhua smiled.

"Senior brother, just say what you have, the master and the disciple are just you and me, what can't be said." Xiaolian smiled, looked at Feng Yuanhua, and said in a low voice.

"Uh... In fact, it's nothing, but I have always felt that my sister Bing Xue is smart, talented and intelligent, and has the temperament of rejecting people thousands of miles away, but after deep contact, I realized that my sister is not only beautiful, but also kind in the bottom of her heart. Feng Yuanhua opened his mouth and said, being told by his junior sister, but he also put down his face, without the restraints of the past.

"yes... In this regard, Xiaolian didn't say much, smiled slightly, and turned to leave.

Early in the morning of the second day, the preaching place in Dongshan was full of people.

"Today, the old man taught the Tao and explained the 'dream' to the disciples"

The old man is full of fairy power, as if he has a phoenix and a dragon, and his voice is refreshing, which is the sound of the avenue, containing cause and effect! It's easy to get caught up in it.

"Legend has it that there is a realm in the world, called 'dream', since there is a dream, many exercises are related to it, dream, like a fantasy, but different environment, like confusion, but deep in it!"

The old man stood up and stroked his long beard.

"There is also a rumor that the world is like the wings of a butterfly on one side, one side is the night, and the other side is the day.

"But there is also a legend that the world is hidden in a huge eye, when it opens its eyes, for the day, when it closes its eyes, for the night! In the same way, we also call it Spirit. ā€

The old man continued.

"And today, I will explain to you what is a 'dream'"

"Some people say that overnight, the dream is first awakened, and everything returns to its origins, this sentence is very exquisite, but it is full of fog, and it is much different from what I am talking about today."

"In the life of a monk, the realm is different, the vision is naturally different, and even the main realm, that is, the realm like God, must manage the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes, wake up from a dream ten thousand times, and find oneself and achieve the road from ten thousand times!"

"And, 'dream', this kind of realm, but it is not easy to wake up, especially my generation of monks, different from mortals, the heart is pure, as for the original heart, there is no Dao base, the obsession is very shallow, but we monks, it is different!"

The old man stood up and looked into the distance.

"We monks have the Tao, and we have cut through the waves all our lives, and we are living and dying, just to seek the Tao, so we have strong strength, but we also have strong obsessions, and this is also the reason why it is difficult for us to wake up after we fall into a 'dream'."

"It is difficult for us to distinguish between the boo and the fake in the dream, and even, many people are willing to indulge in this dream, unwilling to wake up, and finally, as time passes, with the disillusionment of the dream, they finally die of heart!"

The old man looked at the disciples with a glint in his eyes.

"So, don't indulge in dreams, although everyone's heart is different, experience, but, you must keep your heart, don't be lost in your state of mind, so as to die!"

The old man waved his hand and turned to leave, but the sound of the avenue still lingered on the three mountains, not dispersed for a long time, and the disciples were also intoxicated, feeling the dream carefully, and the short axis of their own hearts.

Feng Yuanhua was naturally among them, watching the disciples around him enter the state of mind, enter the world of their own, and practice their state of mind.

But he couldn't get in!

He couldn't enter his own state of mind, he couldn't feel his state of mind, for this, Feng Yuanhua was shocked!

"Why can't I enter my own mind, or even reject myself in my own heart?"

And the old man who left, also showed the strangeness of Feng Yuanhua, turned his head and looked at it at a glance!

But!

What shocked the old man was that Feng Yuanhua in his eyes was like a fog, and he couldn't see his heart clearly, and even at this moment, the old man couldn't see Feng Yuanhua's appearance clearly!

At this moment, the old man's eyes widened!

The old man didn't believe that he had been in the Three Mountains for a hundred years, and Feng Yuanhua had also grown up watching him.

But why...

The old man shook his head, looked at the sky above, and sighed.

"Could it be that God is sleeping, blocking all heavenly reincarnation, so that I can't see the vanity clearly? Alas... ā€

The old man didn't think much about it, turned around and took a step, and disappeared!

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