Fantasy Water Margin, composer: Kong Zhang

Wedge: The end of the dream is the beginning of everything

Song,Liang Shan.

"Boom Boom Boom Rumble .........."

A series of muffled thunder kept ringing, the dark clouds were so thick that even the lightning was covered, and after several struggles, they could squeeze out one or two fire snakes, which flashed in the dark sky, but then disappeared, as if they had never existed.

The sky is dark, the earth is dark, and all things are swallowed up by this darkness, including the hearts of men.

After the fire, if you look at it in the daytime, even if it still does not lose its grandeur, but at this moment, in the middle of the night, there are no stars and no moon, and in the middle of the night when thunder and lightning are shining, this half-abandoned Juyi Hall is like a seriously injured beast, still a fierce beast that is unwilling to bow down, struggling to make a last fight for its "dignity".

Only "dignity" and "survival" have long been deprived.

"Big... Brother....."

Like a howl of pain, it swirls around, slowly fading, and when the fire and electricity tear through the darkness the next time, faintly, two people can be seen.

Two people whose feet do not touch the ground.

Two dead people.

On two trees with empty hearts, hang two people whose hearts have died first.

The wise man who once discharged an ambush on all sides, the archer who once shot down the lantern of the Zhu family, at this moment, it's just, two dead people.

It's been a long time.

In the darkness, suddenly, there was light.

Very weak light, orange light, but no matter how weak the light is, there is only a little light, darkness, and it must be temporarily changed.

A high-crowned Taoist priest carrying the Songwen Guding sword and wearing a yin and yang gossip robe stood motionless under the tree.

The light, coming from beside him, was spinning back and forth around him with five tiny yellowish balls of light.

Although the ball of light is small, it is full of power when it rotates, and there is a faint sound of thunder, and between the silence and the roar, it seems to have some kind of wonderful echo with the thunderbolt that is roaring in the nine heavens.

Tianxin Five Thunder Rectification.

Into the clouds, Gongsun Sheng.

A weeping dragon.

"I'm late, I'm still late.... Why, why, why..."

Decades of cultivation allowed him to maintain his upright body, but he was completely unable to stop his violently trembling hands and stop the tears that burst out of his eyes.

"Dreams, hopes, the future, gone, all gone..."

"Brothers...."

"Why, why is that!!"

Tears blurred the eyes, and in front of the hazy eyes, the "past" was rapidly whirling.

rob the birthday, kill the sky, break the high price, collect the mixed world, and descend to the Qing ....... Or happy, or proud, or wry, or thrilling, all kinds of "memories" with different feelings, at this moment, rolled back into his heart, it has faded, only one word remains.

One word, Ji Zhi, said, sad.

The sorrow that comes from the sorrow, the sorrow of the song and the persuasion of drinking, the sorrow of the magnificent and intense, the sorrow of the indignation.

"Why, why is that?"

Ask the sky, the sky does not answer, ask the earth, the earth is speechless.

There is a spirit in heaven and earth, he believes, and he knows. But heaven would not answer him, and the earth would not answer him;

Actually, what about the answer? People can't be resurrected after death, and they can't be recollected when they are covered with water, and he who has refined Taoism knows this answer better than ordinary people.

But he was not convinced.

He is not angry, unwilling, and unconvinced.

Confused, he suddenly found that there was something unusual.

A faint shadow has surrounded Wu Yong and Hua Rong, and the soft light is oozing from the two of them.

He knows what it is.

After a person dies for a moment or three, his hands and feet are cold, the three souls are separated from the body, and the seven spirits are cast, led to the underworld by the impermanent ghosts, drinking Meng Po, determining good and evil, re-entering the six realms, and then performing reincarnation.

A new life has begun for his brothers. And such an ending, one day, he will also get .

However, this life, this is the end?

The brothers who once drank and sang, the brothers who once lived and died together, and the brothers who once fought for the alliance with blood, just like that, disappeared?

"One day is a brother, another is a brother!"

The sound of gold throwing on the floor of the hall that day rang in his ears like a bell, and this made him do something he never thought he would do, something that made his decades of penance go to waste.

"Let go of my brother!"

In the roar, the wind rolled up.

The wind is blowing, and the dragon is flying!

In the whistling sound, five balls of light spun out sharply, expanding even more rapidly, to tenfold, a hundredfold!

When five balls of light surrounded the bodies of the two people, a thunderbolt exploded!

Five balls of light turned into five huge electric pillars that were connected to the sky and down to the ground, and in the creaking sound of electricity, the two corpses, in the blink of an eye, had been destroyed into ashes and disappeared.

"Gongsun Sheng, do you want to rebel?!"

Something happened, and the impermanence ghost who came to pick up the souls of the two people was blasted to the point that they were all destroyed before they reacted, and only the black and white impermanence led by them reacted faster and was still able to withdraw.

The black impermanence was not finished, the cold light flashed, and a Songwen Guding sword that could kill ghosts and punish immortals had turned him into nothingness.

"Lao Tzu, it's been reversed a long time ago."

Speaking coldly, he took a step forward, and put the seriously injured Bai Wuchang together, Gongsun Sheng, raised his head to the sky.

With a blow just now, his Dao crown had been shattered, but he didn't care, and let the messy hair fly, and the halberd pointed up.

"Isn't that foolish official of the Zhao family called the Son of Heaven? Since Lao Tzu has already reversed being a son, what can he do if he even reverses you, Lao Tzu!"

In the roar, a series of thunders sounded, but it seemed to be taken by Gongsun Sheng's arrogance, and none of them were chopped down.

Once the ghosts are gone, the soul has nowhere to cast, and two light blue rays of light slowly emerge from the place where the corpse is, and if no one collects it, they will become the so-called "lonely ghosts".

Raising his hand, an inexplicable suction, sucked the two blue rays into his hand, and glanced at them with a very cherishing look, Gongsun Sheng took the treasure into his arms, and then, turned around, and gave a salute.

"As soon as the disciple is clear, see the real person."

"Ugh..."

With a sigh, an old man with a childish face stepped out of the darkness.

Zhengyi Zhenren, Luo.

Of course, he has a name, but even when Chaotianzi only uses the word "Luo Zhenren" to pay respect, his name slowly loses its meaning, and slowly, disappears from the memory of the world and everyone.

The use of advance and retreat is the eternal truth of this world.

"Yiqing, what do you want?"

Gongsun Sheng only said four words.

"Disciple, I don't accept it."

"Not convinced?"

sighed softly, this has lived for an unknown number of years, and Luo Zhenren, who has already seen through all the illusions in the world, has a little helplessness and sympathy in his eyes.

"If you don't accept it, what can you do?"

"When a man dies, he cannot be resurrected..."

"If you want to take others out of the six realms of reincarnation, since ancient times, there is only one Monkey King, who can teach millions of monkeys to get rid of life and death, but the Great Sage was born in the era of the female snail, and the mana is all over the sky, how can you compare?"

The corners of Gongsun Sheng's mouth twitched, and he smiled: "I can't compare."

"But there are other ways."

Luo Zhenren frowned and said, "Other ways, what are you talking about?..." Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed greatly, as if he had thought of something extremely terrible.

Gongsun Sheng laughed miserably: "What, real person, you finally remembered?"

In the midst of the miserable laughter, Gongsun Shengna bowed his head, which is the most respectful etiquette for disciples in Taoism when they see their teachers.

"The real person is above, the disciple is clear, please give me the secret of Dafa without thinking about rebirth!"

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded, the wind and clouds shook sharply, although the dead trees around were long gone, only a few thick stump branches remained, but they couldn't hold it, and they heard a loud sound of Suosuo.

The wind and clouds were chaotic, the thunder was angry, but he couldn't move the Luo Zhenren who had already understood the wonder of life and death, the root of heaven and earth, he didn't even move the corners of his clothes.

"You, asking for no reincarnation Dafa?"

Gongsun Sheng didn't answer, but knocked his head three times in a row, and blood burst out on the corner of his forehead.

I don't want to be reincarnated.

Unlike ordinary spells such as wind, fire, thunder and lightning, or ghost-servicing spirits, the Dafa of Unwanted Reincarnation is not from the human world, but was created in the Divine Age.

The first application was in the Yin Shang period, in order to bring those souls with "divine power" out of the world and return the "earth" to human beings, Yuan Shi Tianzun under the Sasuke of the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun, laid down the Fengshen platform, and used the method of reincarnation without thinking to detain the powerful souls on the list and take them out of the world.

In the end, the Yin Shang Yi surname revolution ended, and more than ninety percent of the immortals could no longer enter the six realms, and the rule of the "Divine Age" was really over.

The true meaning of the method of unwanted rebirth is to detain and lock a specific person after he or she has died, before he or she falls into the six realms, until a certain pre-set "condition" is met, and then the trapped soul is released and allowed to be reborn.

It is possible to be reincarnated anywhere in any space, to be reborn into any identity of any race, just because this is a spell created to prevent the immortals from returning to the "human world".

The spells that were made in the "Divine Age" are not arbitrarily feasible by manpower, and since the Zhou Dynasty, although there have been attempts to challenge the "Law of the Divine Relic" from time to time, in the end, no one has succeeded.

The closest to success was in the Wuzhang Yuan of Han Wei, and many top sorcerers in later generations believed that at that time, if there was no accident, the "Seven Stars Life Continuation Method" in the "Law of the Divine Relic" tried by Zhuge Wolong would have been successful.

Gongsun Sheng knows all this, but he still wants to give it a try.

It's just because of his disobedience.

Also because of his dreams.

their dreams.

If in another time and space, in another heaven and earth, gather all the hundred and eight stars, can the words on the two apricot yellow flags hunting and flying in the wind come true?

For the heavens, do the way!

It is not the heaven of the Son of Heaven, but the heaven of heaven and earth! It is the heaven of "what the people want, the heavens will follow"!

With a long sigh, Luo Zhenren's hand slowly withdrew from his sleeve.

"I hope you'll think again."

"If you don't want to be reincarnated in Dafa, you can only detain the soul of the dead party, which is useless to the living, otherwise, there is no need to make a 'Yin Shang Revolution' back then to abolish Zhou Zhang."

"But, now, your brothers, seven or eight times out of ten, should have entered reincarnation, right?"

"What do you want? Wait? Wait until their reincarnated person dies again, and then take their souls?"

"How long will you wait, have you thought about it?"

"Back then, with the power of the Origin Heavenly Venerable, we still had to use the help of the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun to cover the entire 'world' with the help of the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun, and you, okay?"

"Your comprehension and Taoism are very good, and some of them are already above me."

"But you're just a mortal after all."

"Try your best, I believe you can cover a radius of 500 miles, but in this way, that is to say, only the reincarnated person who happens to die within these 500 miles can be taken by you, otherwise, you will have to wait for another reincarnation."

"Have you thought about it, how long are you going to wait? A thousand years, or 10,000 years?"

"If you wait, you won't be able to die, and the dead can't do the Dharma, and you can't hold a curse."

"But you can't live either, a living person, no one can wait 110,000 years."

"You must give up your physical body, imprison yourself in some kind of 'magic weapon', die without dying, wait without being born, wait for thousands of years."

"In this waiting, you can't give up, you can't turn back, and you can't even finish your 'thoughts' until the 'conditions' are met."

"Whether you are lonely to the point of going crazy, waiting until you are desperate, you no longer have the right to choose, you can only wait, wait, etc., you can't do anything, etc."

"And."

"In the hands of the Origin Heavenly Venerable, the whereabouts of each soul can also be precisely controlled, but do you have the power?"

"The most you can do is to ensure that one hundred and eight of you can be put into the same plane, but you have no way of knowing what kind of world it will be, and you can't know what kind of existence you will be recarnated into."

"You can't take away your 'memory', you can't take away your 'identity', you may be reincarnated as father and son, enemies, monarchs, you may ascend to the Immortal Dao, you may also fall into the Beast Dao, any situation, it is also possible."

"Reincarnation outside the six realms is a miracle that acts on the 'other world', and it is not something that we mortals born in the 'world' can imagine, Yiqing..."

Gongsun Sheng knocked his head three more times,

On his forehead, a blur of flesh and blood, and white bones were faintly visible.

"The disciples know all this."

"But isn't it better to get only one in a hundred million possibilities than complete despair?"

"For 'this life', the disciple is really discouraged, and there is nothing to be missed..."

Silent sigh, Luo Zhenren, he finally bowed his head.

"Providence, this may be providence."

"Providence taught me to have the secret of 'not wanting to be reincarnated', and Providence taught you to become my disciple."

"Providence taught you to get acquainted with such a group of brothers, and providence taught you to end up like this."

"Providence is unpredictable, non-human can solve it, non-human can solve it...."

In the midst of a long sigh, a thunderbolt slashed, and the already dilapidated Juyi Hall in the center roared, and the fire ignited.

The fire was blazing, burning away the "memories" of those Gongsun Sheng, and driving away the "darkness" around them.

On Gongsun Sheng's face, there were no tears, only the word "perseverance" was written on the face with the heart as the pen and the blood as the ink.

"Thank you for the real person who gave me the magic trick, this kindness is unforgettable, and I only want to be repaid in the next life."

Three months later, Liang Shan.

Gongsun Sheng closed his eyes and meditated on the ground, and five or six steps in front of him, three Taoist priests stood.

Fan Rui on the left, Qiao Daoqing on the right, and the one in the middle is Luo Zhenren.

The recipe is ripe, and Gongsun Sheng is unwilling to wait. And the three of them are here to protect the Dharma for him.

"The mountains and seas are the same as their wefts, the five latitudes are all their Qi, the five elements are all smooth, and the sound is fast. Kui Xiao Xing, help me Zhenqi...."Muttering, Gongsun Sheng's body slowly floated upward, divided into red, blue, black, and platinum five-colored brilliance, emerging from the void, surrounding him.

In the chanting of the incantation, the five-colored brilliance blended, turning into "colorless" in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of the three people, they could all know that a kind of "qi" that was slowly squirming was slowly gathering and condensing

Qiao Daoqing's expression was gloomy, and he put his right hand down, and the ground cracked like a thunderbolt, and a quaint stone tablet that was more than a foot thick, as big as a car cover, and covered with tadpole characters, slowly emerged from the soil and rose upward.

When he rose to a height of about one person, Qiao Daoqing slapped his hand, and the stone tablet froze and hung in the air, no longer moving.

Fan Rui took a deep breath, looked solemn, waved the sword on his back, pointed to the stone tablet, muttered a few mantras, and shouted: "Tiankui Xing calls Baoyi Song Jiang, disease!"

In the midst of the cheers, a flying fire meteor burst out from the tip of Fan Rui's sword, which was slashing at the top line of tadpole text on the stone stele, and the stone tablet shook a few times, and the line of text was suddenly shattered.

Although the words were broken, the fragments did not fall to the ground, and they were refined by the flying fire, turned into a beautiful glow, and threw it at the side of Gongsun Sheng, and in the blink of an eye, it had been integrated into the "colorless" brilliance, and it was invisible.

"Tiangang Star Jade Qilin Lu Junyi, disease!"

"Tianji Star Zhi Duo Xing Wu Yong, disease!"

...

"Earth Spirit Star Divine Doctor An Daoquan, disease!"

kept scolding and waving his sword, Fan Rui's face became more and more ugly, and his body trembled slightly, but the shouting and scolding became louder and louder.

The current process is equivalent to remaking a "god list", and unlike those "beings" who have almost infinite divine power and life, for the "human body", every sword shot will permanently deprive the sword-wielder of part of his "mana" and "life". It is precisely for this reason that Fan Rui insists on doing this work by himself.

But his mana is undoubtedly the worst of the four people here, just over half of the hundred and eight names, his face is already a miserable white, beads of sweat are rolling down, and the left hand hanging down his side has begun to show the first signs of aging.

Qiao Daoqing sighed lightly, his figure was illusory, and he suddenly moved behind Fan Rui, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it on Fan Rui's heart.

Fan Rui's whole body was shocked, his face suddenly turned ruddy, his neck moved slightly, as if he wanted to turn back, but he held back, and only said softly: "Thank you."

This time, the two joined forces, and suddenly they were very different, the sword was full of brilliance, and the speed of the shot was also a lot faster.

"The earth consumption star day rat wins in vain, disease!"

"The time of the flea on the star drum of the thief is moving, disease!"

When the time comes, he is already the one hundred and seventh good man in Liangshan, and he only needs to get another "Land Dog Star Golden Retriever Duan Jingzhu", and he can be done, Qiao Daoqing helps Fan Rui while losing his work, and at the same time, he also has to protect the stone tablet, which is actually very hard, but seeing that success is imminent, his heart is also happy.

Thinking of that, Fan Rui suddenly roared, and a black light appeared on his back, Qiao Daoqing was unprepared, and was suddenly shocked six or seven steps away!

Fan Rui had already run out of oil and dried up, all thanks to Qiao Daoqing's support, this time there was no external force, he suddenly crumbled, gritted his teeth and held it, and crossed the sword, "Wow", a mouthful of blood sprayed on the sword, and said: "Duan Jingzhu, the golden retriever of the Earth Dog Star, hurry!"

In the sound of shouting, the sword light was sheng, and a blood and fire meteor gushed out, shooting on the stone tablet, and the last line of tadpole text was finally shattered, turned into a glow, and threw it at Gongsun Sheng.

Fan Rui laughed a few times, shook his body, and fell to the ground, but he still didn't forget to turn around and say to Qiao: "... Thank you."

When the word "Xie" came out, Fan Rui tilted his head and couldn't speak.

Fan Rui had just turned over, and the "qi" on Gongsun Sheng's side seemed to be sensitive, and a slight tremor surged over, wrapping Fan Rui's body, and in a blink of an eye, the soft blue light had seeped out of his body, and he was entangled by the "qi", and it was immediately extinguished.

Qiao Daoqing let out a long sigh, closed his hands one by one, and collected his mana. The stele was even hit by the fire, in fact, it was long gone, all thanks to Qiao Daoqing's spell protection, at this time there was no support, it was not waiting to land, it was already in an uproar, turned into countless extremely fine and very fine stone powder, was blown by the mountain wind, scattered in all directions.

Qiao Daoqing's expression was solemn, and he slapped his head to Luo Zhenren and said, "Please do it with real people."

Luo Zhenren bowed slightly, pinched the trick with both hands, stepped on the gangdou, and slowly stepped around Gongsun Sheng, every step he took, reciting a mantra, every time he recited a mantra, the "qi" on Gongsun Sheng's side shook slightly, and he received a few cents inward.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Zhenren had already stepped out of the number of the nine palaces, and the originally colorless "qi" actually glowed with a faint golden glow.

Gongsun Sheng opened his eyes and said to Luo Zhenren: "Real person, please."

Luo Zhenren sighed, withdrew his hands, slapped in one place, only to hear a soft sound, and suddenly the dark clouds were closed, and the wind was raging.

Qiao Daoqing took the sword back and knelt on the ground, his expression extremely reverent.

Luo Zhenren closed his eyes and stared, and said loudly: "Central Thunder God, Evil Bombardment Messenger, Fire Pig Spirit, Mighty Heavenly Demon. Four eyes and nine ugly, six eyes Penglong, well ghost cow house. The urgent fire is like the law, and I would like to call on the central barbarian thunder and evil gods to rise quickly!"

These nine mantras are the highest meaning of the Taoist thunder law, the "Five Directions Wind and Thunder Mantra" in the "Summoning the Central Thunder God Mantra", subtle and mysterious, extremely difficult to cultivate, although Qiao Daoqing Gongsun Sheng has also learned, but can not make .

The word "up" came out, only to hear the sound of the boom, a big thunderball from the nine heavens split, in the middle of Gongsun Sheng, only to hear "hiss.." A soft sound had burned him to pieces, leaving only the huge thunderball, which kept spinning in place.

Luo Zhenren seemed to be extremely hard, coughed a few times, and recited a few mantras, only to hear the sound of Suosuo, the ground was full of earth and rocks without wind, rolled upside down, pounced on the thunderball, in a blink of an eye, the thunderball had been heavily wrapped, into a stone ball as big as a house.

Although this "Kunlun soil law-abiding" is also the top Dao method, but for everyone in the Tao of Luo Zhenren, it is nothing, only two breaths, then straightened up again, raised his hands high, recited two sentences of mantras, put his hands down, boom, only to see that the stone ball immediately sank into the soil and disappeared, and in the chanting of the mantra, the ground that was almost devastated was actually at an unimaginable speed, quickly healing, wet, and growing flowers and grass.

In less than a cup of tea, the place where the two of them stood had become a large forest, the thick ones hugged each other, and the thin ones pointed to two fingers, and it looked like a forest that had not been cut down for at least one or two decades, so what was wrong?

Even with the three big mantras, it is the ability of Luo Zhenren, and it is also very hard, without even saying a word, he sat down and lowered his breath, and it took nearly half an hour before Fang breathed over, slowly stood up, and said to Qiao Daoqing: "Let's go."

Qiao Daoqing said: "Yes." He took out two paper horses from his waist, bit his fingers and dripped blood, and wrote the word "mountain", Luo Zhenren waved his hand and said, "Don't go back to the mountain."

Seeing that Qiao Daoqing's expression was a little confused, Luo Zhenren smiled faintly and said, "Not only will you not go back today, but from now on, you will not be able to return to the mountain."

Qiao Daoqing was stunned, suddenly understood, his face was happy, and he bowed down and said, "Thank you for giving the disciple such a heavy responsibility!"

Luo Zhenren smiled faintly and said, "Understood?"

Qiao Daoqing said respectfully: "As soon as the real person gives the order, the disciple will immediately find a boat and go to sea to find Li Jun and the others."

Luo Zhenren's face was pleased, and he said, "Very good, very good."

"With the method of 'Thunder God Mantra' to protect a clear mind, coupled with the 'Kunlun Earth Guarding Mantra' and the 'Transforming Divine Wood Pouring Mantra', I believe that at least 5,000 years can be guaranteed without loss, but after all, there are many dreams at night."

"Yiqing is determined to do this, I, as a master, can't I just look at it?"

"I'm old and don't have the strength to go overseas, so the souls of Li Jun and the Tong brothers, so I bother you to wait and bring them back."

"Brother Tong, Li Jun is a prince, at least twenty years of life, twenty years of hard work, hard work for you."

"You can control them, and those who are still under the rule of the Great Song Dynasty will be taken care of by me."

"It's just a drop in the bucket, but it's not without a small supplement."

"Besides, now, that's all we can do for Yiqing....."

Thousands of years later, Liangshan.

Underground Baizhang.

In what should have been solid and compact soil, there was a huge hole with a diameter of more than five zhang, filled with wonderful blue light, and in the middle of the hole, a huge stone ball was slowly turning.

The solid stone ball of that year, under the torture of the years, has been extremely badly damaged, not only only half the size of the day, but also in many weak places, it has been corroded to the point that it can not support the thunder spell inside, and you can faintly glimpse the vertical and horizontal purple electricity in it.

“... One hundred and five, one hundred and six, one hundred and seven."

Beyond the reach of hearing, a "voice" was muttering and counting, and every time he counted "one hundred and seven", there was silence and a long sigh.

One hundred and seven, there was a silence, a long sigh.

As early as three hundred years ago, this process has been repeated in the thunderball, and although he knows that the result is like this, but in addition, what other way does Gongsun Sheng have to dispel his "loneliness"?

There was a soft sound.

Qi began to have some slight changes.

Gongsun Sheng, who had been "waiting" to the point of almost "numbness", suddenly lifted his spirits!

"Here, big brother, you're finally coming back....&