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I just kept repeating in my head, "It's all a dream, it's all a dream, it's all a dream." It was as if these words could give him great strength, so that he was not so afraid.

At this time, there was a sudden change. I saw that one of the seven people was slowly walking towards him.

That's right, you read that right, it's just used to go. It was as if there was a path in the void that he could not see, and the old path looked like it was still leisurely shaking a yin and yang fan.

said that the place where Zhang Qing is now is only a white expanse, and he doesn't know the edge. The ground was obscured by a thick fog. The fog was almost up to his knees. The upper layer of the dense fog is a wisp of clouds and smoke, and a few colored ones flash from time to time, which is very beautiful.

Zhang Qing quickly recovered from the shock and intoxication brought by seeing this fairyland-like environment, looked at the old way, and saw:

The old Taoist was dressed in a plain Taoist robe, shaking a yin and yang fan in his hand, coupled with the kind appearance of his face, the breeze brought up by walking in the void fluttered his Taoist robe and beard, and the clouds and smoke were entwined all over his body, making the old Taoist look quite immortal.

In fact, at first, Zhang Qing thought that someone was mistreating him, but since the old Taoist priest suddenly conjured the yin and yang fan he was holding now and shook it leisurely, he knew that this would not be someone else's prank. Because it is impossible to have such technology with today's technology; Moreover, even if there is this kind of technology, it is impossible for him to recognize this kind of person who obviously belongs to the control of black technology.

Zhang Qing saw the Taoist priest walking slowly, but it was like a flower girl who had met a pervert villain, and couldn't help but rub back. But soon, he calmed down and stood up as if nothing had happened. Only then did he realize that he was still only wearing his sleeping pants, as if he felt a sharp gaze injecting him, his face turned red imperceptibly, and he slowly squatted down, stared at by so many people, and those who floated were different in appearance and dress. But they all have the same characteristic, that is, they all exude a majestic and inviolable atmosphere, all of them are like immortals above the nine heavens, gods who control the fate of all beings, not to mention that there is also a palace woman who exudes a majestic and noble atmosphere. Even the thickest skinned people would be embarrassed to wear big pants in front of them, even though they didn't seem to care too much about such a thing.

The old Taoist priest was still walking there leisurely, Zhang Qing was still squatting there shyly (although I don't know if it was useful, but he was still squatting there), and the floating "gods" were still staring at him with their sharp eyes (seriously, I didn't know what to see, because I stayed at home all day, and I didn't have a few muscles, and I couldn't kill him with my eyes).

The old Taoist who looked incomparably carefree was still walking in the void pretending to be extremely forced, but on the long road, after all, there was still a time to finish, although the old Taoist priest walked slowly and coquettishly, but in the end he still came, and he was floating above and in the void one zhang away from Zhang Qing.

And Zhang Qing began to look at a few people since he calmed down:

The old Taoist priest, dressed in a plain Taoist robe, embroidered with a gossip diagram on the robe, shaking a yin and yang fan in his hand, intertwined with clouds and smoke between actions, and holding a pair of fairy wind and bones (Zhang Qing: "Qi Wei, what I wanted to say just now is obviously "Sao Bao", why did it finally become such a word full of strong sycophants, and the word "Sao Bao" can't be remembered anyway?) Forget it, if you can't think of it, you don't want to". ）

(Earth, a mysterious region in China, surrounded by darkness, only a mysterious man in front of a strong white light illuminated, the light curtain has dense words.) The intense white light shone on the mysterious man's unusually pale face, but it looked extremely weird. Suddenly, he laughed and said, "Whoa, little Qingzi!" I'm doing it for your own good, huh!! The laughter was full of evil, and it went far before it dissipated, and on the way a few bats hanging upside down on the branches were startled, and when they heard this evil sound, they flew up in panic, and began to fly off into the distance with a little starlight. ）

The six people who were floating quietly in the void were in a row, and a man in the middle was dressed in a series of imperial robes, and the robes were embroidered with nine golden dragons, which were extraordinarily luxurious, and he just stood in the void with his eyebrows, but he exuded endless majesty, as if the nine heavens and ten earths were trampled under his feet.

A woman standing in the middle of several people, that is, a woman who was one of several people, stood to the left of the man in the imperial robe, not far from each other, dressed in a white palace dress with a gauze scarf on her face, so that people could not see her face clearly, but she could infer her beauty from her bare little crystal skin. She stepped on the void, dressed in white, with a trace of colorful clouds around her side, exuding an incomparably holy aura.

On the right side of the dressed woman are two monk-like men, the monk on her left is like gold, six feet high, her right hand is drooping, her palm is forward to make a vow seal, and her left hand is holding a lotus flower; His eyes were full of compassion, as if he were showing mercy to the world; The lips muttered the scriptures, as if they were pulling the vast beings out of the sea of suffering. He really looks like a true and compassionate Buddha.

Zhang Qing looked at him with bright eyes, and almost drooled (eh, don't get me wrong!). It's a golden light staring at the gold paint "special effect" on his body), thinking to himself: Tsk, such a big piece, if you take it out and sell it, how much will it have to be sold? What a fortune! Wowhaha!

He was obscene here, but he didn't notice that the people on the other side had different colors and flashed. That's why old people often say that ignorance is a blessing!

The "Golden Monk", who was the main protagonist of this incident, only raised his eyelids, and his lips paused for a moment, tense and restored. If it weren't for the fact that the rest of the people were not mortals except for the one on the earth, I am afraid that they would not have noticed the slightest bit of a dreamlike gaffe just now. If he hadn't had the slightest gaffe just now and the sutra he had been chanting, I am afraid that everyone would only think that he was the Buddha who was worshiped by the beings in those temples with incense.

As the main master, the "golden monk" seems to be a well-known person, and he doesn't mind this little thing. But obviously, not all people can cultivate to the same level as him, just like not all people can become emperors (ps: an allusion comes to mind, "The emperor is not in a hurry to die a eunuch". ）

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