Chapter 7: Dreaming Back to the Dragon

"Who's there?"

Ling Xian looked around vigilantly and found that the originally thick fog around him was gradually dissipating, and the expression on his face became a little serious.

The drifting mist formed a beating picture around Ling Xian, birth, old age, sickness, death, joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, gathering and dispersing, and countless broken pictures were spliced into a brilliant, ordinary, or bumpy life. Ling Xian seemed to be able to really touch their existence, feel their temperature, and then watch them regenerate like bubbles, shine, and finally come to an end.

"Wonderful dreams, aren't they?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind Ling Xian, waking up Ling Xian, who was a little confused.

Ling Xian turned to look, but saw a strange scene, a cloud of mist slowly condensed in front of Ling Xian, elephant trunk, rhino eyes, ox tail, tiger feet, some strange combinations in front of the mysterious beast in front of the body but it was unexpectedly harmonious, the most attractive is the pair of deep eyes, with a wisdom that seems to see all kinds of life, but behind the vicissitudes of life, but there seems to be a bit of innocence.

Although Ling Xian was startled by the strange beast that suddenly appeared in front of him, he didn't know why, Ling Xian didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, as if he wasn't worried that the strange beast in front of him would be unfavorable to him.

"Are these all dreams?"

Ling Xian came back to his senses from the shock a little and asked.

"It's a real dream, but it's also an illusory reality. ”

To Ling Xian's surprise, the strange beast in front of him slowly shook his head, but it said something that made people a little confused.

Ling Xian saw that the strange beast didn't want to explain any more, so he didn't ask any more, there were other more important things in his heart.

"And what do you mean when you say her story is over?"

"Those are the real memories of that girl, and now, she has fulfilled her mission. ”

Ling Xian seemed to see a trace of pity in the eyes of the strange beast, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The mist around Ling Xian re-converged into a new picture, which was the picture of the cave that Ling Xian was familiar with.

Ling Xian could clearly see that the moon had fallen to the ground bloodlessly, the formation under him had already dimmed, and the spiritual power silk threads that were originally shining with faint blue light had disappeared, only leaving a few blood-red marks in the place where they once existed, and Ling Xian's heart trembled even more when he saw it.

"Tsukimi...... What the hell is going on?"

Although Ling Xian was still a little ignorant of everything that happened to him, he already vaguely felt that all this was inseparable from the "Dragon Empire" and "Guide" in Yuejian's mouth.

"The Immortal Yuan Continent in the past was not as powerful as you know now, with many powerful countries and endless battles. In the past, there was only one overlord in the Xianyuan Continent, and that was the Dragon Teng Empire. ”

"People who have not experienced that era can never imagine the power of the Dragon Teng Empire, the Arctic Snow Field, the seas in the south, the Dome in the east, the desert in the west, the four directions to the court, and the eight wildernesses. ”

"One mountain is hard to accommodate two tigers, the strength of the Dragon Empire caused unease in the fairy world, and the Dragon Empire and the fairy world finally went to war, and the war quickly burned all over the continent, and the lives were devastated, and starvation was everywhere. ”

"After all, the immortal realm has gathered the strongest cultivators in the Immortal Yuan Continent, even with the strength of the Dragon Teng Empire, it is difficult to match, and no one can stop the immortals. ”

"God bless Longteng, at the most difficult time of the war, the formation refining master who was originally hidden in the deep palace and was obsessed with research appeared on the battlefield. With the power of heaven and earth and the power of all people, the refining array division turned the original stragglers into a real army, and the Dragon Teng Empire had the capital to fight against the fairy world for the first time. ”

"The war has gone from a one-sided slaughter to an evenly matched gladiatorial battle, a protracted war that has lasted for more than a hundred years and shows far from end. ”

The surrounding fog composed a flickering picture, the lives were devastated, and the blood flowed like a river, Ling Xian couldn't help but shiver when he touched the temperature of the war for the first time.

"But a sudden decisive battle changed all this, no one knows what happened in that decisive battle, only that the original Huayu Plain became the Broken Sky Canyon, and the fairy world also disappeared after that battle, and no one could find its trace, so later generations called it the Battle of the Immortal Fall. ”

"And the Dragon Teng Empire that won this decisive battle is also not comfortable, the battle of the Immortal Fall, not only the fall of the Immortal Realm, but also the Dragon Teng Empire has suffered heavy losses, hundreds of thousands of troops have been drowned in the wind and sand covering the sky in the Broken Sky Canyon, and they are buried together, as well as the thousand-year-old inheritance of the Dragon Teng Empire. ”

"Without the strong, there would be no present of a country, no inheritance, and no future of a country. Without cultivators, the Dragon Teng Empire was no longer the original overlord of the Xianyuan Continent, suddenly it was like a building toppling, dim and miserable like a lamp about to run out, and the originally powerful Dragon Teng Empire soon fell apart under the watchful eye of the powerful groups, the mountains and rivers fell, and the Dragon Teng fell. And this is only the beginning of the disaster. ”

The remnants of the dragon who barely escaped suddenly found that their spiritual power was slowly weakening, and what frightened them even more was that all the newborns with the blood of the dragon could not sense the existence of spiritual power. ”

"What does this have to do with Tsukimi?"

Ling Xian interrupted the beast's words with some eagerness, and there was a hint of anxiety in his tone.

"Don't you understand? Or don't you want to believe it?"

The eyes of the alien beast were still as calm as ever, but Ling Xian suddenly felt a little frightened, and he didn't dare to face the sharp gaze that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

"You have the blood of Long Teng flowing in your body, and she is here to save you!"

"Save Me ......"

Ling Xian sat on the ground in despair, his mind was blank, the girl who was like the wind, the girl who smiled coquettishly "I want to be a great array refiner", the girl who gave her dream to herself with tears, just lying helplessly in front of her, the fear of death could not be seen on her pale face, but endless calm and indifference, and a smile of relief could be vaguely seen.

"Some people say that the remnants of Longteng can't cultivate because of the curse that fell before the fall of the fairy world, although I don't know how he broke this curse, but blood can only be repaid with blood forever. ”

The fluttering wind swept up the fallen leaves, swirled and fell at the entrance of the cave, the sunset slanted, the twilight lingered, and the originally dark cave was also squeezed into a trace of golden light, which was gently sprinkled on the face of the moon, adding a sense of holiness to it.

The strange beast quietly looked at Ling Xian's sad appearance, and there was not the slightest expression on his face, but a trace of different color occasionally flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Finally, the alien beast still broke the peace, and with just one sentence, De Ling Xian jumped up from the ground.

"Do you want to save her?"