"My name is Meng Qiangu, from the southern foot of Queshan Mountain!" Meng's voice slowly sounded in the sea of flowers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Dream eternal, dream eternal..."The beautiful woman suddenly shed tears again, and Nan Nan said in her mouth.

"Wow!" the woman raised her hand, and a force gently diffused, revealing the original face of the dream for thousands of years.

"Ahh

"This, this, girl, if you have something to say, don't cry, okay?" Dream was sweating profusely, this kind of scene was the first time he had encountered it.

"Perhaps, she really recognized the wrong person, the dream he was familiar with for thousands of years had been scattered and completely disappeared tens of thousands of years ago!"

"Eternal, I am in the middle of the river, waiting for you to return, tens of thousands of years like a day, finally waiting for you to come back!" Meng'er cried.

"You once said that if you disappeared that day, let me come to the river and wait. This is the place where we met for the first time, this sea of flowers, witnessing everything about us!" Meng'er became more and more sad the more she cried.

"It's just, I'm sorry, I'm too tired to wait for you, I can't hold on!" Meng'er gently wiped away her tears.

Broke free from the arms of the dream eternal.

"I'm sorry, Childe, I know you, it's not him after all, he's already gone. Meng'er looked at Mengeon, this extremely familiar face, but it exuded a different soul.

"It's just that I'm here, and I'm too tired to wait for him, so tired, that when I saw Childe coming, I mistakenly thought he was back. Meng'er looked deeply at the dream for eternity.

"However, if you can come here, it can be regarded as him, and he has fulfilled his promise to me, and I can go with peace of mind!" Meng'er's voice slowly became ethereal, and Meng'er could barely hear it clearly.

"I have no chance with you in this life, I want to be with you in reincarnation, even if my soul is scattered, how can I be willing to be separated from you, yin and yang?" Meng'er's song came out again, but Meng's eternal figure could no longer be seen.

In the dream, the dream remembered this place for thousands of years, but now that I really stepped into this place, there was a sense of strangeness.

"Hey, what dissipates will eventually dissipate, so why cling!" said to himself.

Then he quickly sat down cross-legged, absorbing the energy contained in this sea of flowers.

With the absorption, Meng Qiangu clearly felt that his own cultivation was surging forward, but it did not exceed the realm of Yuan Dan, and a hearty feeling appeared in the bottom of Meng Qiangu's heart.

"Is this the so-called chance in the flowing river?" said Dream Eternal as he began to accelerate the absorption of the energy in the sea of flowers.

And Meng'er's singing voice is becoming more and more ethereal, but it appears in Meng's heart, as if bidding farewell to Mengeter.

For a long time, when everyone was still in the flowing river, looking for that river, they suddenly found that something was wrong in this world. Every giant tree withered visibly to the naked eye, and the flowers and plants dried up and cracked in an instant, blown by the wind, and turned into a piece of sand.

Slowly, in the entire flowing river, all the flowers and trees disappeared, and a river running through the desert instantly passed through the sky and fell into the desert.

A terrifying energy gushed out of the river.

"Hahaha, Liuchuan has finally appeared! Chong!" someone roared, rushing towards the Lord of the River, and a wave of energy quickly drilled into his body, helping him steadily improve his cultivation.

"It's really Liuchuan!" Many monks rushed to Liuchuan excitedly, and began to absorb the energy in Liuchuan to improve their own cultivation.

Gusu Jian and Murong Ye, Shangguan Ya were standing by the river at this time, observing whether everyone was abnormal, and after finding that there was no special reaction, they quickly rushed towards the river.

Huo Yinglong and Huo Yinghu searched everywhere, but they didn't find the dream of eternity, so they could only jump into the river helplessly.

"Meeting you, is it fate? Or thousands of years of waiting? Sit and watch the flowing river, but I don't see your former appearance! I waited for you, I can't wait for you! Liuchuan, Liuchuan, will eventually disperse, and when I can come, I will continue the frontier with you, look at the river, and enjoy the flowers!" Meng'er's voice sounded in the entire river.

"Poof" Those monks of the Great Perfection Realm, at this moment, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their faces instantly turned pale.

Some of them flew out of the river in an instant, and they were about to flee, but a river of flowing rivers flew up, pulled their bodies in, and never came out again.

Gusu Jian also spurted out a mouthful of blood, the cold light in his eyes flickered, and he quickly compressed his cultivation, but there was still a terrifying energy eroding towards his body.

Gusu Jian was also dry, took out a jade talisman in an instant, crushed it, and his figure disappeared into the flowing river in an instant.

"Ahh

The other Dzogchen monks were not so lucky, they were pulled into the river by the rising river and disappeared.

But those monks who were not Great Perfection closed their eyes tightly, absorbing the energy in the flowing river, and their realm was slowly rising.

But when someone reaches Dzogchen, their body is quickly pulled into the river and disappears cleanly.

If anyone can see it, they will find that these Great Perfection cultivators, whether they are transfiguration, Yuan Dan, or Tongshen realm, after being pulled into the Liuchuan River, did not have a trace of struggle, and instantly came to the bottom of the river.

There are countless plant rhizomes at the bottom of the river, which quickly wrap these Dzogchen monks and absorb the cultivation of these Dzogchen monks.

Looking up, at the bottom of the river, among the dense rhizomes, almost a monk was wrapped, but some of them were already skinned and bones, without any human form.

Others, all that remained were a ball of clothes, floating in the river.

This is a magic river, the other side of the bottom of the river, connected to a sea of flowers, and Meng Qiangu just sat in the sea of flowers, absorbing the rich energy in this sea of flowers, a trace of enlightenment, appeared in his heart, as if she had gone through countless cultivation processes.

Even the cultivation method of connecting the God Realm and the Divine Journey Realm, his heart was very clear.

Everything is developing in a good way, but the ethereal song in the Liuchuan is getting weaker and fainter, and when the voice disappears, perhaps, the Liuchuan will cease to exist.

Gradually, the monk in the transformation period, after successfully breaking through, was wrapped in jade slips and disappeared into the flowing river, and when he appeared, he was already in the endless desert.

Slowly, the monks of the Yuan Dan realm, after breaking through, were also teleported, and then, there were the monks of the Tongshen and iQue realms, these people accounted for more than ninety percent, they got up and bowed deeply to the ethereal voice, before they crushed the jade slip and were teleported out.