Dreaming is completely different from dreaming personally.

Dreaming of a person, no matter what time period you go back to, you can only dream of him alone, but dreaming of the world is different, the whole world, everyone, can all become his dream goal.

In Anqisheng's opinion, this is no longer a dream.

He even thinks that this is an attached rebirth, a crossing!

The owner of this body was dead, and the moment he woke up, he was dead, and there was not the slightest trace of the spirit.

Because of this, he felt strange to this body, but he did not feel repulsed.

An Qisheng wanted to grit his teeth, but he bit the gums, which were not even a few teeth.

The whole body, from the hands, feet, limbs to the torso, from the intestines and stomach organs to the skeletal muscles, the whole body has fallen into a state of near collapse.

The deadline is approaching.

Four words crossed my mind.

There is no doubt that this is an old man who has truly lived to the limit.

In other words, the difference between this body and the corpse is only because he still exists in the corpse.

But at this point, all the negative emotions will only worsen the situation and will not help in the slightest.

In an instant, An Qisheng calmed down.

Letting the two little ones climb onto the bed, the boy moved his mouth away, and the girl poured a bowl of fishy black liquid into his mouth.

An Qisheng's eyes opened, making the two little guys feel that their master could still be rescued.

"Purr~"

An Qisheng was choked and rolled his eyes, he had limited control over this body at this time, and he could only be reminded in this way.

Fortunately, the girl was not hopelessly stupid, and hurriedly stopped after seeing the white eyes.

didn't let An Qisheng's journey into the dream world come to an end.

"Clumsy, do you want to kill Master!"

The little boy glared at the little girl, snatched the medicine bowl, and fed it carefully.

The reason why they were desperate before was because their master was already in a coma and couldn't even pour medicine.

"Master......"

The little girl's eyes flashed wide, and her little dark face was full of hope:

"Tingting wants you to hug ......."

Ankisheng didn't hear this, and in fact he didn't understand it.

He was trying his best to control this body to cooperate with the two little ones feeding the medicine, otherwise, with these two little guys, it would be impossible to inject the medicine.

Even so, the two little ones were busy for most of the day, tired and sweaty.

"Whew!"

Feeling the warm liquid flowing down the esophagus into his abdomen, An Qisheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Just to cooperate with the feeding of these two little ones, he consumed no less energy than he fought to the death.

"Master, Master, are you feeling better?"

The little boy's face was full of nervousness.

Anqisheng couldn't understand what the two little ones were saying, but he could guess what they wanted to say from the worry and nervousness on their faces.

He tried to wave his hand, but finally blinked with difficulty.

"Master blinked!"

The little girl exclaimed, jumping and jumping: "Master will definitely be fine soon." ”

"Master is tired, let's let Master rest."

The little boy tugged at the little girl's arm.

The little girl still wanted to stay, and after thinking about it, she obediently followed the little boy out of the house.

"This is a terrible start......"

Looking at the yellowed beams on top, An Qisheng closed his eyes.

Continue to increase your grip on this rotten body.

Because there is no soul left in this body, An Qisheng's control over the physical body is extremely strong, although limited by the decay of this physical body, the speed of control is not too slow.

By the time it was already dark outside, he could barely turn over, and although he couldn't get off the ground yet, his arms could move slightly.

Looking at the loose flesh on the yellowed palms and the clearly visible age spots, An Qisheng sighed in his heart.

Communicating with the depths of the soul:

"I want to know about this body."

Airplanes~

The brilliant brilliance above the quaint scroll flows like water, and the words on it appear in An Qisheng's perspective:

【Wang Quan (92 years old)】

[Life trajectory: Born in Jiufujie, Fengzhou, Dafeng Country, Ronghua Mansion, lost his father at an early age, lost his mother when he was a teenager, and the only little sister in middle age was killed by a passing martial arts person, and he realized it after revenge.......

When he was ninety-two years old, he was robbed of the internal power of Tongzigong by Kong San, a general outcast of the extreme gods, who had been meditating for seventy-two years.

[Exercises: Nameless Boy Gong, Nameless Wind Sword, Light Gong Grass Flying .......]

[Consuming Dao power can go back to its memory, exercises]

"Seize the internal force?"

Only then did An Qisheng understand why he felt that this body was weaker than that of an ordinary old man.

It turned out that the internal strength of Tongzigong, which had been cultivated for more than 70 years, was taken away by others.

"The Three ...... of the Extreme God Sect"

In turn, he was a little wary in his heart.

This old Tao was robbed of his internal strength, his energy was exhausted and he died, and he was reborn, wouldn't it cause the doubts of Kong San?

"Consume Dao power and obtain Wang Quan's words and information about this world......"

An Qisheng thought for a moment and said.

It is by no means possible to complete a dream by oneself and master the language, writing, and customs of a different world from scratch.

[Consume a little Dao power to obtain part of Wang's memory]

Airplanes~

There was a buzz in my head, as if I had been punched head-on.

Slightly uncomfortable, a lot of information flowed through An Qisheng's mind.

This world is called the Kufu Realm.

There are three days in the sky, and seven red moons in the night.

Because the area of Jiufujie is extremely vast and complex, there are many mountains and rivers, and there has never been a unified dynasty for tens of thousands of years.

It is because of the juxtaposition of various countries in the world, there are frictions with each other, and there are often wars.

The place where Wang Quan is located belongs to Fengzhou Ronghua Mansion, one of the sixteen states of Dafeng.

Dafeng is one of the seven strongest countries in the Jiufu world, the contemporary Feng Wang is eloquent and strategic, the latitude and longitude of heaven and earth, and he has worked hard for 20 years to govern the country, the country is rich and the people are strong, and there is a faint posture of the first in the seven countries.

Compared with the clear distinction between the countries, the martial arts of the Jiufu realm are much more complicated.

The power of the gate faction led by the Huangjue Temple, the Extreme God Sect, the Moon Worship Villa and other sects is no longer limited to a single country, such as the Six Prisons Demon Sect, the public enemy of martial arts, and the power is all over the seven countries.

Unfortunately, that's all there is to it.

Wang Quan has never been out of Ronghua Mansion in his life, and his understanding of current affairs is very little, most of them are hearsay and half-understood.

The most memorable thing in his memory is that he has practiced the nameless boy gong for more than 70 years.

This is a practice that Wang Quan obtained by chance when he was a child.

"Tong Zi Gong...... What Tong Zhengyang said to Potter was not a lie, and he was indeed able to practice true qi. ”

After closing his eyes and digesting for a while, An Qisheng was no longer ignorant of this world.

Wang Quan's memory is that there is a specific cultivation method of Tongzigong.

But because he didn't extract this exercise, although he knew the cultivation methods above, he didn't have Wang Quan's decades of practice experience.

Creak~

At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open, and the reddish moonlight shone in.

The dirty two little ones walked in with a few black dough in their hands.

"Master, you, you can get up!"

Seeing An Qisheng, who was half-sitting, the little girl jumped up and almost dropped the dough in her hand.

The little boy was anxious, and his eyes widened:

"Jiang Tingting, be careful! We've only had that in a day! ”

"Master, you're hungry, eat quickly."

Jiang Tingting held the black nest head and ran to An Qisheng in a hurry.

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes.

These two little ones, the boy is twelve years old, named Zhang Haohao, and the girl is nine years old, named Jiang Tingting.

He was an orphan adopted by Wang Quan.

glanced at the black nest head pinched by the little hand, and glanced at Jiang Tingting, who was secretly swallowing saliva, he reached out and picked up one and pushed the other one to the little girl:

"I'll eat one is enough, and you can eat the rest."

An Qisheng's brow furrowed imperceptibly.

From the expressions and words of the two when they came in, he knew that these two little guys had actually gone down the mountain to beg, no wonder they came back in the middle of the night.

But although Wang Quan's old Taoist life is poor, he is not really poor, and the things he has accumulated in his life are enough for these two little guys to have no worries for a lifetime.

However, he was not surprised that the only pillar of the old Taoist priest fell.

Naturally, there are many people who want to take advantage of the fire to rob and swallow the property of this temple.

"Oh."

Jiang Tingting obediently withdrew her hand, looked at the nest in her hand, and her little face was entangled.

I don't know if I should eat it or not.

"Master, water."

Zhang Haohao brought over a bowl of water and handed it over.

An Qisheng took the water, didn't eat or drink, and turned to look at the two little guys:

"You're begging?"

"No, no."

Zhang Haohao's face turned red: "We, let's go, let's go to the fate." ”

"Master......"

Jiang Tingting was also a little at a loss.

Their master, who doesn't like to take other people's things the most, always says that karma is a Buddhist saying, Taoism does not have this rule, and you can't beg if you starve to death.

This is miserable, and I am going to be scolded by the master.

"Well done."

No, An Qisheng just smiled:

"I'm dying of hunger, where is there so much attention?"

From Wang Quan's memory, he knew that the Taoists in this realm did not have the rule of turning into a fate, but not to mention that he was not a Taoist, even if he was, the Xuanxing Taoists did not say that they could not beg.

Wang Zhongfu, a great master of Xuanxing Taoism, has had the deeds of begging.

"Huh?"

Both of them were stunned.

"Go to sleep."

An Qisheng waved his hand.

The two little ones walked out in a daze, still wondering how the master had changed sex.

Anqisheng swallowed the rough head with cold water.

He can even eat the medicinal food that is not eaten by people in the training camp, and this nest is naturally not a problem.

Then he lay down again, feeling some pity for the two little ones.

At their age, if they were placed in Xuan Xing or his previous life, they should be the treasure in the hearts and minds of the family, but they begged for two nests, and they were reluctant to eat.

The sensible one is distressing.

"It's a pity ......."

An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Whew~~~

The night breeze blows, and the fallen leaves in the courtyard fly.

A figure descended from the roof, through the flying leaves, and landed softly outside An Qisheng's door, silently.