The dream world is an incredible world where countless unimaginable things can happen, including the reversal of time.

The winding bluestone path and the towering cliffs on both sides all gave Yang Yanhan a sense of déjà vu. Although Yang Yanhan had just walked through here less than a day ago, in Yang Yanhan's view, every grain of rock and soil here would bring him a sense of history and vicissitudes.

Looking back, on top of the high stone wall, there was still the somewhat ridiculously heavy stone door. However, when Yang Yanhan's gaze swept to the stone gate, he found that the three big characters of the Pansi Cave had completely disappeared without knowing when, and they were replaced by the three majestic characters of the Water Curtain Cave.

The mountain breeze blows through the low valley and pours into the narrow mountain paths.

"Jingle Bell ......"

Accompanied by the mountain wind, there was a series of crisp bell strikes, very small and light, but it couldn't hide from Yang Yanhan's ears.

The sound of bells actually appeared in this rare remote valley, except for a stranger who appeared here, Yang Yanhan couldn't think of any other explanation.

Although what the eyes see is sometimes not necessarily the truth, but in this world where spiritual power cannot be used, Yang Yanhan still has to trust and rely on his own eyes.

A small black donkey does not look very tall or strong, and such a donkey must not be very strong.

Fortunately, it was a slender hand that was now holding the reins. The fair-skinned five fingers are slender and mixed. It looks like a freshly sliced shallot.

The owner of these hands has a tall figure, like a flowing cloud under a shawl bun. It is a purple flowing cloud dress. A pair of bright Danfeng eyes seem to be full of curiosity about the world.

The path before the water curtain cave is not densely wooded. There are no rows of stone forests, so Yang Yanhan, who is standing there alone, is very abrupt.

"Immortals?" The woman in purple stepped forward, looked at Yang Yanhan, who was thinking, and asked.

Shaking his head, Yang Yanhan silently refused, and expressed his answer with action.

"Youkai?" Maybe she didn't get the answer she wanted, the woman in purple asked Yang Yanhan again.

It's still the original Yang Yanhan, or the original action. Shaking his head, Yang Yanhan's answer was revealed.

"Thank you!" Obviously, the other party is a very polite woman.

Walking by Yang Yanhan's side, the woman in purple obviously didn't take Yang Yanhan in her eyes. Raising her head, obviously, she also saw the three big characters of "Water Curtain Cave" above the stone gate.

"Water Curtain Cave? It's not a good name at all, so I'll change its name! ”

Seemingly very satisfied with the idea of talking to herself just now, the woman in purple waved her right hand slightly. But seeing that the three big characters of the Water Curtain Cave were entangled by a strong mana, they soon turned into the three big characters of the Pansi Cave.

Perhaps very satisfied with her actions, the woman in purple turned her face happily. smiled at Yang Yanhan and announced loudly: "Okay, I will live here in the future, I solemnly announce it now." From today on, I will be called Pansi Daxian. This mountain, this cave. Everything in this belongs to me. ”

"Pansi Great Immortal, five hundred years ago!" Yang Yanhan had just finished talking to himself, and the woman in purple suddenly continued: "As for you, naturally it also belongs to me, just like my donkey, give you a stamp!"

As three flying needle-like mana flew towards Yang Yanhan's feet, Yang Yanhan instinctively jumped up and avoided it.

"Good boy, I actually have some ability, take the call."

Seeing that Yang Yanhan was not hit by the other party's blow, this Pansi Great Immortal swept the sword in his hand horizontally, and swept out a fierce sword qi when he landed.

This sword qi is three zhang long, one foot wide, and as soon as it flew out, it was like a flexible flying snake, circling and zigzag in the sky. As if he had opened his bloody mouth, he bit Yang Yanhan directly.

Yang Yanhan, who was in the air, took two steps on the stone wall, and the huge force made the blue rock on the stone wall turn into debris like tofu scum and splash out.

With the help of the anti-seismic force coming from these walls, Yang Yanhan was like a nimble ape, constantly climbing between the stone walls on both sides.

"Dingdingding......ding"

It's still the sound of bells colliding, but this sound is not the sound of bells striking.

Although Yang Yanhan couldn't use his Dagon Demon Voice, this did not prevent Yang Yanhan from understanding the sound attack.

Yang Yanhan, who burst out two punches and hit the stone wall one after another, after blasting countless gravel from the stone wall, the big sleeves of both hands swung violently, and then the two palms came out together, and countless gravel was hit by Yang Yanhan like a cannonball.

However, as soon as the stones flew less than a third of the distance between the two of them, they seemed to have encountered an invisible net, and they were fixed in the air one by one, and they could no longer enter an inch.

As Pansi Daxian's hands were reversed, the rolling sound between the golden bell strings in the opponent's hand raised a pitch.

After the waves of sound that seemed to be visible to the naked eye swept away, the flying stones shot out by Yang Yanhan were like weathered things that had been unearthed for thousands of years, and instantly turned into countless powders as fine as grains of sand.

Not only that, after the powerful sound wave poured into Yang Yanhan's ears, a burst of voices like the murmuring of a heavenly demon suddenly appeared in Yang Yanhan's mind.

With a momentary pause in Yang Yanhan's consciousness, the sword qi that was originally chasing after him turned into a long rope, starting from Yang Yanhan's legs, a moment of kung fu has completely tied Yang Yanhan's body into a big zongzi.

A person, even if his physical fitness has reached a realm unimaginable to ordinary people, once he falls from a height of more than ten feet, the feeling must be extremely bad.

At this time, Yang Yanhan, although his physical fitness was amazing, was still dizzy and confused in an instant under the dual effect of falling from a high altitude and the ringing sound of Pansi Daxian.

"Now look where you're going, and I'll give you a stamp."

It was still a needle-shaped three-way mana, but this time, Yang Yanhan, who was completely bound, no longer had the ability to dodge the other party's blow.

A sharp pain came, and with Yang Yanhan's grasp of his body, he understood that there were already three more moles on the soles of his feet.

"From now on, you will be my person, and if there is something in the future, you will report my name!"

With the departure of this Pansi Great Immortal, the shackles on Yang Yanhan's body were also untied.

didn't care about the three moles on his feet, such pain was obviously not enough to affect Yang Yanhan, looking at the three big characters in Pansi Cave, Yang Yanhan stood still in a daze, this dream world, is there really no power of fate? (To be continued.) )