"Is that going to be the case?"

Chu Fan was a little dazed, he never thought that in the dream realm of royal power, the people who were called 'natives' by countless dreamers were also dreamers.

"This dream is called Wang Quan, and Wang Quan Mountain is obviously his inheritance, how can you think that that his disciples and grandchildren will not be treated as well as yours?"

Su Jie shook his head: "Self-righteousness feels good, or not." ”

Although he is not a dreamer, he is not ignorant of the 'dream of kingship'.

Just as all countries have used artificial intelligence to calculate big data, he has tried, although it is difficult to know the origin of this mirror because of the lack of necessary information.

But it is almost certain that the creator of this dream must have a great relationship with the way of kingship.

How can such an existential inheritance be 'indigenous'?

Even if you don't want to get anything from Xuanxing, it must be mutually beneficial, not a one-sided win-win situation for Xuanxing.

"That ......"

Chu Fan's throat rolled, swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart, said goodbye to Su Jie, and entered the dream again.

......

"Whew!"

Chu Fan returned to the dream, and when he opened his eyes, his face was full of impatience.

In reality, for half a day, although Chu Fan talked with Su Jie for a long time, he had been waiting for a long time.

If it's normal, it's just that, and when it's obvious that I'm anxious, it seems more and more long.

"Brother Feng."

As soon as Chu Fan spoke, Feng Mingtao spoke, but his attitude was completely different from before: "We have to go back to the mountain!" ”

"Huh? How so? ”

Chu Fan was obviously cold, but before Feng Mingtao could speak, he already understood what was going on.

"Wang Quan Daoist, ascend to the immortal!"

In front of Yangxiao Hall, the long street that can be used for eight horse-drawn carriages is crowded with people, and the cries of many people are heard.

Wang Quandao has been gracious for three thousand years, and the grandeur of his prestige is by no means comparable to that of the idle sects, especially in this Nanliang City, ninety percent of them are the bloodlines of the descendants of the disciples of Wang Quandao.

If you know that the royal power Taoist ascends to the immortal, it is inevitable that the whole city will be su, but no one seems to know before, what happened in a short period of time?

"There is a dreamer who has descended from Wangquan Mountain......" Feng Mingtao's expression was solemn, and there was even a touch of horror in his eyes: "He said, he said that Wangquan Mountain is already empty!" ”

"What?!"

Chu Fan suddenly got up, and his heart shook: "What Su Jie said, is it true?!" ’

"From the royal power Dao people, to the old monsters in the back mountain, to the ordinary Wang Power Dao disciples, they have all disappeared!"

The wind roars and the waves can't hide the stirring in my heart:

"The world is about to change! In the half day you returned to reality, at least more than a thousand dreamers left Nanliang City and went to Wangquan Mountain! ”

I didn't go before, but I found that the royal power Taoist went back after the building was empty, and what I wanted to do was self-evident.

Wang Quandao has led the world for 3,300 years, and the heritage is not known to be profound, I don't know how many treasures and secret books there are, and no one dared to peep at them in the past.

But now......

"Brother Feng!"

Chu Fan stretched out his hand and pressed Feng Mingtao's shoulder, with a solemn expression: "Everyone didn't want to go before, I still wanted to go, but now everyone goes, we can't go......"

"You?"

Feng Mingtao glanced at him: "Wang Quan Shanren went to the empty building, and the martial arts of the eight veins of Wang Quan were only afraid that they would be robbed, and we ......."

"The more this happens, the more we can't go."

Chu Fan suppressed the boiling in his heart, told Feng Mingtao about Su Jie's guess, and looked at the boiling Nanliang City outside with a solemn and somewhat strange expression:

"The royal power people are leaving, but who knows they won't come back?"

"This ......"

Feng Mingtao couldn't help but shudder.

The herdsmen of the nations, the royal herdsmen.

For 3,300 years, the way of royal power has been able to stand, not only because of the sword of royal power, but also because they have never been able to violate the law.

The law does not blame the public, and it will never apply to the way of royal power!

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Mingtao suddenly dispelled the idea of going up the mountain, although there was infinite pity in his heart, he still forced himself to endure it.

Whether it's a treasure or a inheritance, there is always a chance to get it, but fate, he only has two.

"Just because we don't take the door doesn't mean we don't do anything."

Chu Fan paced to the window, looking at the surging crowd, his eyes were contemplative:

"You and I are also disciples of the Dao of Throne! Those who dare to rush to the mountain can be killed! ”

.......

"Although a group of disciples led by Chu Fan, Feng Mingtao, Jing Xiaolou and others prevented people with ill intentions from setting fire to the mountain, Wang Quan Mountain has also been emptied......

The flow of people up and down Wudang Mountain is like weaving, and in a pavilion somewhere in the mountains, the people of the Absolute Dust Taoist sit quietly and look into the distance, listening to the Taoist boy behind him.

"A wave of unevenness rises again and again! Xue Zheng has not yet been found, and something like this has happened in the dream of royal power. ”

The Peerless Daoist shook his head slightly.

The Dao of Kingship is by no means just a sect, it is the Divine Needle of the Sea in the Dream Realm for a long time, suppressing the realization of the dark thoughts of all people with ill intentions.

After a long time of chaos and chaos, the royal power has the final say.

Once the royal path is gone, a storm under the calm will be born.

"Teacher, will Old Grandmaster Xue's departure have anything to do with his previous refusal to join the Dream Seeker Alliance?"

That Dao Tong looked worried, and the Dream Seeker Alliance had also invited the Peerless Dao people.

The number of Xuanxing dreamers is as high as one million, of which seventy percent are Great Xuan, two percent are in the rest of the countries, and one percent are overseas Xuanren.

But this does not mean that Da Xuan has the absolute upper hand.

In order to attract dreamers to join the unimaginable generosity, many countries, including the Golden Eagle Nation, in the past three years, God knows how many dreamers there are in the Dream Seeker Alliance.

And although Da Xuan has preferential treatment for dreamers, it is impossible to reach that level.

Therefore, today's Dream Seeker Alliance is faintly the largest Dream Seeker organization.

"That's it! My plane is about to take off. ”

The Peerless Daoist was not in the mood to discuss with his disciple what kind of Dream Seeker Alliance, so he took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, got up and stepped down the mountain:

"During this period of my absence, you are not allowed to enter the Golden Dome without permission, Golden Palace!"

The Dao Tong was full of disappointment, but he could only nod.

Whew~

The people of the Absolute Dust Dao stepped down the mountain, did not take the mountain road, and they were faster than they imagined, and soon, they got on the plane.

In the past three years, he has made great progress.

But obviously, the speed of rushing can't exceed the plane, and the short distance is just that, and the long distance, of course, you have to take the plane.

The 'Bigu Dan' that he replenished his strength cost more than three million yuan, and his physical strength was much more precious than gasoline.

"Whew~"

The Absolute Dust Daoist let out a long breath, and the scorching air flow was like an arrow in the condensed air, and it did not disperse for a long time.

The scenery of Wudang Mountain is just right, but even under the mountain on this day, it is snowing heavily.

The aftermath of the battle when the Serpent of Destruction descended three years ago reverberated throughout the atmosphere, causing weather changes on a global scale.

According to the estimation of the Great Xuan Observatory, it will take at least 300 years for the aftermath of that war to be completely digested by Xuan Xing

"Stop coming!"

The Absolute Dust Dao people stopped, naturally not because they were tired from the road, but because a team of special soldiers from the Special Affairs Bureau who came out of the snow.

"Absolutely, Absolute Dust Dao Chief?"

Those special soldiers were loaded with guns, but they couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the Peerless Dao people, but the muzzle of the gun they were holding still did not move away.

Three years ago, Tianlian Mountain had been set up as a forbidden area, and ordinary people could enter, but neither martial artists nor dreamers were allowed to enter.

"It's an access card."

Naturally, the people of the Absolute Dust Dao would not embarrass them, showed their documents, and walked through the checkpoints.

Whew~

The closer you get to Tianlian Mountain, the more windy and snowy it seems to become, and it seems that the climate above and below this mountain is completely different from the outside.

But this bit of wind and snow naturally can't affect the people of the Absolute Dust Dao.

"You have pity on my old man......"

Before he went up the mountain, the hearts of the people of the Absolute Dust Dao moved, and they heard a long sigh from the mountain.

Walk two briskly up the hill.

I saw that in the Taoist temple, Li Qingyuan, who was in a bulging Taoist robe, was trembling and sighing:

"If you live for another two years, you will send me away directly!"

"What does the change in weather have to do with me? Didn't Dao Chief, think I robbed you of your incense? ”

An Qisheng smiled dumbly, stopped carving the stone statue, and looked at the peerless Taoist who was climbing the mountain: "The body is a little inconvenient, I can't meet it from afar, don't be surprised." ”

"Peerless Daoist?"

Li Qingyuan realized it later, and only then did he realize that this true cultivator who was famous all over the country couldn't help but make a mockery and salute.

"Qingyuan Daoist is polite."

The Peerless Daoist returned the salute, took a step forward, and his majestic body ghostly rushed into the Yixin Taoist Temple, and came to the two of them.

He only glanced at An Qisheng, his brows suddenly furrowed deeply, and he was a little frightened: "The injuries caused to you in that battle are so serious?!" ”

The hearts of the Absolute Dust Daoists were secretly shocked.

His boxing practice is very high, and he deserved to be the first in the world before the rise of Mu Longcheng, and he has already cultivated to the spiritual realm of 'seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, and the autumn wind is not moving'.

At this time, at a glance, he naturally found that An Qisheng's physical state had reached a shocking level.

It's like a piece of porcelain that has been broken in its entirety and spliced together with spit, which seems to be intact, but in fact it is full of holes.

Flesh and blood separation are not enough to describe.

In his perception, it was a mixture of flesh and bones!

With such an injury, there is no suspense that anyone will die.

"It had nothing to do with that war, it was me who had some problems."

An Qisheng spoke very slowly, his movements were not fast, and his fingertips carved on the stone statue without hurrying: "However, it is not a big problem, it will always be solved." ”

Compared to the will of the galaxy, the body is only a mortal level, which is like stuffing the sun into the body of an ant.

If it weren't for his extraordinary control, his body would have fallen apart long ago, and not even a drop of blood would have been left.

However, for him, it can be maintained at this time, so it is naturally not a big problem.

The problem that can be solved is never a big problem.

"It's worrying that you're in such a state."

The Peerless Daoist frowned, such an injury is not something that can be recovered by human power at all.

"It's okay, I know my own body."

An Qisheng waved his hand disappreciatively, skipped the topic, and asked, "The Daoist came to me because of Master Xue's matter, right?" ”

His eyes were calm.

His Qi seed permeated Xuanxing, and he had reached the point where he could replace Xuanxing's consciousness and become the master of the planet at any time.

As long as he wanted to, there weren't many things that could be hidden from him on the Xuan Xing.

"It's just a quiet thought, come to see you, nothing else."

The Peerless Daoist swept his robe, sat on the ground, and when he heard An Qisheng's inquiry, he just shook his head: "Xue Zheng will be fine, even if there is, there is no need for you to come forward as a seriously injured person!" ”

Looking at An Qisheng, the old man's beard trembled: "The martial artist of Daxuan is not dead yet!" ”

"What the Taoist chief said makes sense."

An Qisheng restrained his smile, perhaps dragged down by his body, and sighed inexplicably in his heart: "If you can all stand by my side, it will be very good, very good." ’

It was only an instant, and it was cut off by An Qisheng, so fast that Li Qingyuan didn't notice it.

"You can recuperate with peace of mind, if you have any requirements, Poor Dao will definitely do it for you."

The Peerless Daoist looked solemn.

Although he is in the opposition, his disciples are all over all walks of life, and the power and connections he can use are extremely amazing.

"Okay."

An Qisheng nodded, he was always willing to accept the kindness of others.

"So, the poor road is gone."

But the Peerless Daoist was about to get up and leave.

"The Taoist chief is not busy walking."

An Qisheng picked his fingers, and a small pendant carved from the scraps of the stone statue fell into the hands of the Peerless Daoist:

"This is a small object that I carved in my spare time, and I may be able to use it if I am gone......"