In a dream, there was a colorful mist all around, and An Yu couldn't see the distance clearly, so he looked down at himself, but found that he was wearing a snow-white feather coat, reflecting the surrounding colorful fog, and the light was a little misty, which was very dazzling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Inexplicably fell asleep, and inexplicably entered the dream, and then looked at his dazzling feather coat, An Zhen knew that this should be the spirit of the bird in his own blood gradually waking up.

After ten years of meditation, An Zhen has already vaguely possessed a vague feeling that belongs to the bird, which does not belong to the recovery of memory, and has nothing to do with cultivation, but the feeling of detachment from the world, cold and lonely, is so clear, as if it is growing in his body through the bone marrow, more like some kind of thought to be revived.

An Zhen thinks that she has lived for more than 30 years, and she is essentially a quiet and happy character, and this sudden coldness makes her very resistant, and it is also an important reason why she refuses to recover her memory and restore her cultivation, but she didn't tell Qinglianzi.

The fear of the unknown made An Zhen choose to escape, because she didn't know what she would become once she recovered her memory and cultivation.

And that kind of self, An Zhen is very afraid to face it, and even more afraid of losing his current self and losing his proper nature.

I thought that after making up my mind, this fear of the unknown would gradually disappear, but Anyu realized that he had guessed wrong.

In a daze, An Zhen suddenly felt dizzy, and the surrounding colored fog suddenly disappeared, revealing the original scene.

Beneath your feet is a dense forest that passes quickly, surrounded by howling winds. An Zhen found herself flying in a dream, and flying extremely fast, with her understanding of the immortal rank, she could fly in the flesh and reach such a speed, unless it was a powerful person like Lingbao Tianzun.

Not knowing where he would fly, An Zhen relaxed, since it was just a dream, then treat it as a dream, it doesn't matter.

Fortunately, Anzhen didn't fly for long. There is a feeling of falling. But looking at the scene below, Liu Mei couldn't help frowning.

It was a mortal city, with smoke and war. Rivers of blood. Hunger is everywhere......

And that's not all. An Zhen raised his eyes and saw that the sun was scorching, and the whole earth was almost smoking. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of rotting corpses, even if she was high above the sky, she almost wanted to gag.

Could it be that this dream is the scene of the bird saving the mortal world back then?

I couldn't think about it anymore, the miasma formed after the ground was scorched by the scorching sun gradually sank, and the mortals who were struggling on the edge of life and death covered their throats in pain one by one, their eyes bulging outward, and they wanted to choke their necks and die directly.

Frowning, An Yu knew that as an immortal cultivator, he should not meddle in the affairs of the mortal realm, otherwise the luck of the mortal realm would be broken, and he might have helped mortals at this time, but he had planted the root of a thousand years.

But seeing these people struggling on the line of death, but unable to be relieved, An Zhen felt as if his heart was cut by a sharp knife, even if he knew that this was a dream, he also felt breathless.

"As a bird, it is the foundation of auspiciousness, and one of my feathers can be turned into auspicious rain that nourishes all things......"

Reciting this sentence silently, An Zhen didn't know whether this sentence was said by himself, or the consciousness left by the bird in his blood.

"It's very simple to save them, but you have to restore the cultivation of the bird."

An Zhen said, a wry smile appeared in his eyes, and he said to himself: "Could it be that the residual memory of the bird wants to wake up something, which made me experience a dream and see this piece of purgatory on earth?" ”

But An Zhen suddenly realized that he might have begun to recover his memory unconsciously, but he hadn't discovered it yet.

Now that he knew that this was the case, An Zhen still couldn't make up his mind, and suddenly, his eyes were gradually covered by a white mist, as if he had lost his mind, and a feeling of confusion suddenly appeared in his mind, and he wanted to indulge in it.

......

An Zhen didn't know that when she was sleepwalking in the fantasy world, a faint white mist appeared in the entire thatched hut, and it turned from light to thick, gradually dyeing the entire green reed into a fog color.

At this moment, Qinglianzi, who had been meditating peacefully in the medicine field, finally sensed that something was wrong, and with a flash, the person had already come to An Zhen's face.

Although the dense fog had obscured the realization, Qinglianzi didn't need to look with her eyes at all to know that An Zhen's life was hanging by a thread at the moment.

Stepping to An Zhen's side, supporting her body, Qinglianzi broke her eyes, and sure enough, there was a mist in her eyes, and there was no black and white.

Sinking his eyebrows, Qinglianzi sensed the increasingly strong chaotic qi in the fog, and wanted to enter An Zhen's sea of knowledge, but found that with his current cultivation, he couldn't penetrate it for half a minute.

If An Yu is allowed to fall into a drowsy like this, more and more chaotic qi will be released, and within a quarter of an hour, Qinglu's prohibition will no longer be able to stop half a minute, and then the Jade Emperor Great Tianzun will be able to sense the abnormality.

The Jade Emperor Great Tianzun is not a fool, he will definitely guess An Zhen's identity, and he will definitely imprison An Zhen in order to absorb the chaotic qi on An Zhen's body, at that time, Qing Lianzi doesn't have to think about it to know how miserable An Zhen's fate will be.

It's a pity that Qinglianzi weighed his own cultivation, and he knew that he might not be able to fight directly with the Jade Emperor Great Tianzun, because behind the Jade Emperor Great Tianzun, there were more than ninety immortal hall masters who cultivated in the Golden Immortal, and he, except for Lingbao Tianzun, had no helper. As for being the Lotus Emperor, although he is in charge of the life and death of all spirits, all spirits are peaceful creatures and cannot be used for killing at all.

There was an entangled look between her eyebrows, Qinglianzi gritted her teeth, knowing that the only way now was to let An Zhen resume her cultivation as soon as possible, because An Zhen was different from him, she was the original reincarnation, as long as she retrieved the immortal root suppressed under the Yao Pond, she could instantly resume her cultivation and restore her memory.

Thinking of this, the green lotus seed did not delay for a minute, embraced An Zhen, and revealed a faint purple intent all over her body, and then gradually transformed into a strong purple light, and in an instant, a green lotus the size of a house suddenly opened at her feet.

The huge green lotus stretched its lotus petals, and then suddenly retracted, locking the green lotus seeds and An Zhen firmly inside, and the chaotic qi that had been leaking everywhere was also absorbed.

stepped on the lotus and left, and the green lotus seed didn't care about being discovered by the Jade Emperor Da Tianzun, and went straight to the Kunlun Immortal Realm.

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Angel Jun has been very busy lately, and he has no time to code words at all, not to mention that this book is not all about imagination, and many mythological classics need to be investigated and compared.

This book is difficult to write, coupled with mediocre grades, Angel Jun is also proud to write, and it is estimated that the three hundred chapters will end.

It's going to be more when it's empty.,Here's also a word of apology to book lovers who chase books.。 (To be continued.) )