Dao Yan wanted to ask Qi Qi how to leave this 'Great Might Ruyi' illusion, but he was a little annoyed by his strange temper, so he simply held back and didn't ask, so he looked for a way out in this dark illusion alone. I don't know how long it took, but Dao Yan felt a little tired, so he fell asleep with his arms on his pillow in this depressing illusion.

A woman's exclamation woke Dao Yan from his sleep. Dao Yan slowly opened his eyes, and saw a young woman in purple strange armor with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, who was crying with joy, wiping the tears on her cheeks with her hands, and smiling and saying a language to herself that she didn't understand. After the woman saw Dao Yan open her eyes, she quickly stood up, ran to the door of the house, and shouted with a little excitement: "Senior brother, I have woken up." ”。 As soon as he finished speaking, a young man with luxurious clothes, extraordinary spirit, and breathtaking beauty hurried into the room, came to Dao Yan's bedside, leaned down, and held one of Dao Yan's hands tightly with his thin white and flawless hand.

"Senior brother, why are you so troubled. If this is already the case, why should you take this useful body for the sake of your foolish brother? Fortunately, Master Bodhidharma has this wonderful rejuvenation technique, otherwise if you really have three longs and two shorts, how can you survive in the world as a brother. The man said in a soft voice.

Dao Yan knew that he must have re-entered a certain scene created by the illusion of "Dawei Ruyi", but because he didn't know the specific situation, he was thinking about how to answer, when a master wearing a red robe, thick eyebrows, beard, wide forehead and blue eyes walked in from outside the house.

"Master Bodhidharma." The man stood up and saluted the master.

"The king doesn't have to be polite, I heard Miss Su say that Xiang Yuan has woken up and come over to see his situation." Master Bodhidharma replied.

"Although the junior brother has woken up, he seems to be in a trance." The man frowned slightly.

Master Bodhidharma came to the bedside and asked him if he could get up, and he tried to sit up straight. Master Bodhidharma sat opposite the 'wish' and asked him to learn to follow him to make a set of intricate mudras. After repeated trials several times, Dao Yan finally succeeded, and felt that the top of his head and back were suddenly burning abnormally, as if the pain was burning like a charcoal fire, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, like a 'fire snake' constantly swimming in it. Dao Yan felt like he was smoking, but as time went by, the pain gradually lessened. Finally, when the 'fiery snake' in the body finally stopped swimming, the pain disappeared as well.

"You can try to talk." Master Bodhidharma said to the 'wish'.

Dao Yan didn't know what to say, so he simply pretended to speak but didn't make a sound.

Master Bodhidharma asked 'Xiangyuan' to open his mouth, and after a careful observation, he frowned slightly: "The mudra has had a curative effect, and the mouthpiece can't see anything unusual, maybe there are still residual toxins that have not been eliminated and thus paralyzed the throat, but there is no major problem, and the king can rest assured." ”

At this time, there was a knock on the door, "The princess asks to see you." Miss Su whispered outside the door. The man turned and opened the door, and a dignified and elegant lady walked into the room from the outside. After the noble lady saluted Master Bodhidharma, she came to the man and took out a letter from her sleeve pocket, "My lord, this is what Naroyan just delivered. The lady frowned and whispered.

The man reached out and took the letter, but with a look of hesitation, he stared at it for a long time before opening it. After reading the letter, the man smiled slightly, and then handed the letter to the 'Xiang Yuan', who took the letter, but when he opened it, he found that it was a blank piece of paper, and there was not a word on it. 'Xiangyuan' looked at the man puzzled, and after the man sighed faintly, he said softly: "I want to be high and loyal to the country all my life, but because of a heartfelt sentence of 'family affairs are cordial, I don't feel it' suspicious of the emperor's brother." After the saint ascended the throne, he mistakenly killed Zhongliang, and I took care of the old feelings to hold a memorial for the old general Hulu, but was falsely accused by the traitor. The Holy One is suspicious by nature, and he listens to slander and wants to kill me. Yu Wenyong had anticipated this, so he wrote to warn me, but he also knew that after I lost the old general Hu Lu in Daqi, I was the only person who could pose a threat to the Zhou State, so I was in a dilemma, so I had to write a dead letter with me, not only to lose the sense of sympathy, but also to be loyal to the country. However, I didn't think that the biggest enemy in my life would be the deepest confidant, and the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated. I heard that Yuwen Yong is bent on getting rid of the authoritarian Yuwen Hu, you can pay off this personal debt on behalf of your brother. After speaking, Gao Su, the king of Lanling, untied the sword, and stroked the sword with his slender fingers while carefully examining it, his eyes revealing a deep attachment to this sword.

"Back then, the master used this sword with me, hoping that I could hold this artifact to make contributions and calm the troubled times, but I failed his old man. After this deed is accomplished, you and Mingmei will lead the hermits back to Dongying. After Gao Su finished speaking, he handed the sword and a mask in the hands of the 'wish' and turned to leave the room.

'Xiang Yuan' looked at the dark gold sword with a simple style and the terrifying mask with jaw-dropping fangs in his hand, and thought that this King of Lanling was really as legendary as he said, a beautiful man who had never met in the world, and he valued love and righteousness, and cherished his family and country, but in the end he was still victimized by the faint king who was jealous of his ability, died young, and his ambition was unpaid, which was really sad and lamentable.

Just as she sighed, Miss Su pushed the door and walked into the house. After coming to the bedside, I said a few words to 'Xiangyuan', and saw 'Xiangyuan' looking at himself in a daze.

"Senior brother, let us leave tonight, I have informed all the leaders to gather in the dense forest in the back mountain tonight, and Kotaro will come to the palace to pick us up. Rest a little longer, and I'll wake you up." Su I Mingmei said in Chinese.

'Wish' nodded in understanding.

Mingmei looked at 'Xiangyuan' in confusion, "You can remember Chinese, but you have forgotten the Yamato language, which is your mother tongue, Master Bodhidharma said that this may also be caused by residual toxins, if it weren't for my senior brother's refusal, I really want to sneak into the palace, force Gao Wei's faint monarch to hand over the antidote, and then kill this dog thief." ”

Seeing 'Xiang Yuan' looking at him with panicked eyes, Mingmei's angry expression turned back to calm, "People just talk about it, the overall situation is important at this moment, I won't make any extraneous branches, don't worry." Rest well, I'll call you later. ”

At this moment, a quiet flute sounded, and the tune was full of desolation and mourning.

"It should be that the senior brother and the sleeve sister are playing together, without your drums, this 'Lanling King's Entrance Song' has become so sad, and there is no heroic spirit at all." Mingmei said regretfully. Seeing that 'Xiang Yuan' was still intoxicated by the music, Mingmei gently blew out the candle flame and sat back beside him, and asked quietly, "Do you forget the agreement between the two of us?" ”

Through the moonlight outside the window, Xiang Yuan saw a string of crystal tears flowing down Mingmei's beautiful cheeks. 'Xiangyuan' was at a loss, and quickly shook his head to show that he had not forgotten. Mingmei burst into tears and laughed, plunged into the arms of "Xiangyuan", and gave him a warm hug, "Xiangyuan" has never experienced it in his life, and it seems that there are some six gods without a master in a panic, Mingmei leaned on the chest of "Xiangyuan", closed her eyes and felt his violent heartbeat, and then let go of her hands after saying a word in a shy tone, and covered the brocade quilt for "Xiangyuan", Mingmei left happily like a happy deer, and in the quiet room, "Xiangyuan" was alone and listened to the melodious tune outside the window and slowly fell asleep.

When Dao Yan opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the foggy dim scene of 'Dawei Ruyi', but he didn't see Qiqi. In the end, Dao Yan walked backwards in the direction of the 'figure' in his mind, and suddenly felt a powerful suction force behind him pull his entire body backwards, and then fell on the stone slab of the underground palace like a thrown package. Due to the suddenness, although Dao Yan held his head with his hands to avoid injury to the back of his head, his back fell heavily on the ground. 'Tai Chi' was awakened by the sound of Dao Yan falling, crawled out of the bed, and quickly ran to Dao Yan's side and stretched out his fleshy palm to help him rub the sore spot. When Dao Yan picked up 'Tai Chi' and came to the stone platform where he had left food for 'Tai Chi', he found that the food had been left untouched on it. It turned out that when Dao Yan decided to enter the 'Dawei Ruyi' to explore his life experience, because he didn't know how long it would take to 'come back', he was worried that 'Tai Chi' would starve, so he put all the food on a stone platform in the underground palace. Dao Yan felt that it had been at least many days since he entered the 'Great Wei Ruyi', but in reality, it had not yet arrived overnight. Dao Yan felt a little tired, so he picked up 'Tai Chi' and climbed into the wooden coffin and lay down in his clothes.

Since then, whenever Dao Yan sleeps, there will be various scenes of war and killing from ancient times to the present in his dreams, even including some foreign armies with different skin colors and unintelligible languages who have never been seen fighting desperately in the endless Gobi with yellow sand, or the stormy sea, or the strong fortress, or the snow-capped mountains. Dao Yan knew that this matter must be related to Qi Qi, and he entered the 'Great Wei Ruyi' several times but never met him again, and after a long time, he became accustomed to it.