In the state of mind, within a void portal, a consciousness body evolved from Qin Cang's soul power was living in it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Looking out of his eyes, there was a vast expanse all around, no sun and moon, no stars, no mountains, rivers, grass, lakes and rivers, as if the chaotic world before the opening of the world, in addition to the endless sense of nothingness, there was also a layer of dreamy meaning.

"Sure enough, it was a dream. Qin Cang looked around and muttered to himself.

After a moment, he suddenly looked surprised again: "Why is this dream so different from the ordinary, I can't see anything but the chaos?"

In this situation, no one can answer his doubts.

Qin Cang's eyes flickered, pacing, that figure was like a lonely and persistent seeker in the snowstorm, although the pace was not fast, but every step was extremely firm, and the heart of the Tao in his heart was as steady as a rock.

However, although he was constantly moving, the scene around him seemed to be fixed all the time, and there was nothing but the infinite expanse.

Qin Cang's heart was shocked, at this moment, he had a feeling that he had returned to the chaos and void, the heaven and earth were yellow, the Chensu column, all the avenues, all dissipated into the formless, the only thing that existed was the confusion of the unknown ahead.

"Dreams back to nothingness, everything is illusory, is it so? But if so, how should I get out ......of it?

Qin Cang stopped and stood in place, his face full of confusion.

There is an ancient legend that a giant was born in the chaos of the void, cultivated three thousand avenues, understood the cause and effect of the world, held a sharp axe, and cut Hongmeng in one fell swoop, and then created the sun and the moon and created the universe!

How powerful is an axe that is enough to cut through Hongmeng? I am afraid that it transcends the passage of time, and the trajectory of time has amazed the eternal.

It's a pity that that amazing axe light only exists in legends, Qin Cang didn't see it with his own eyes, and in the same way, he couldn't swing that amazing axe to cut through the chaos.

Because of this, in this vast world, he felt unprecedented confusion, how to get out of the illusory dream in front of him, which became an almost unsolvable problem for Qin Cang.

He is like a person who has been isolated by all beings, and he is at a loss and helpless.

"Away from the ordinary, away from the ......"

Qin Cang's mouth kept repeating these four words, as if he was babbling in a dream, like crazy, but his repetition did not help to unravel the mystery in front of him in the slightest, but caused a negative impact.

Because if it continues to develop like this, Qin Cang is likely to be deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate himself, and if it is more serious, his Dao heart is very likely to give birth to a demonic obstacle because of this, although there is no worry about his life, but there is irreparable damage to his cultivation path.

Fortunately, the next moment, a change suddenly occurred.

Swish!

A brilliant sword light seemed to come from the sky, the light flickered, as if the sun was misty, and no one could stop it, and in an instant, it was a sword mark in this vast world. This sword mark is like a dividing line between heaven and earth, containing supreme Dao intent, and has an indescribable sense of grandeur and wonder.

Qin Cang looked at it, his pupils shrank suddenly, and what shocked him was not only the sword mark that cut through the vastness, but also a slender figure that slowly walked out from the sword mark.

The man was dressed in white, with a long sword in his hand and fingers, and his body and appearance were no different from Qin Cang.

The only difference was that the sword intent and momentum exuded from that person's body were far superior to Qin Cang's, and he had truly touched the level of Dao.

When Qin Cangzheng was frightened, the white-clothed figure was lying on the ground drunk, and out of nowhere, he took out a jar of wine, tore open the seal, and drank directly.

"Who are you?" Qin Cang asked, but the white-clothed figure was still drinking alone and did not answer.

"Who are you?" Qin Cang raised his voice, and his figure also moved a few steps forward, but the white-clothed figure didn't seem to have heard it, still drinking by himself, and didn't answer.

Qin Cang's long eyebrows were raised, and a cold glow flashed in his dark eyes, but he didn't have the confidence to make a move, the aura of Dao possessed by the other party was extremely obvious, with his current state, even if he tried his best, it would be difficult to match it. What's more, he still doesn't know what the identity of this white-clothed figure is, and how did he come to his dream?

"Could it be that the master did it?"

While Qin Cang was pondering, the white-clothed figure who was lying on the ground suddenly moved, only to see him flick his fingers slightly, and a sharp long sword broke through the air directly in the direction where Qin Cang was.

Qin Cang was slightly stunned, but he also reacted quickly, his pace moved, and he reached out with one hand and accurately grasped the long sword in his hand.

Seeing this scene, the white-clothed figure chuckled, and his body jumped up like a spring, but his figure was not stable, shifting left and right, shaking endlessly, and he looked drunk. It wasn't until his mind moved, and he conjured a long sword again, leaning on the sword body, that he was able to stabilize his body.

Qin Cang frowned slightly, and asked tentatively, "Do you want me to compete with you for a sword?"

The white-clothed figure was still silent, his face was still drunk, and there was a lazy look in his eyes, but the long sword in his hand emitted a clear sword sound, as if it was responding in another way.

"That being the case, then come down and ask for advice. ”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Cang's figure teleported out like lightning, setting off gusts of wind along the way, he immediately took advantage of the momentum to roll up, briefly took off, the long sword in his hand slashed sideways, wrapped in the momentum of the volley, the white-clothed figure laughed lightly, and the long sword in his hand danced at will, and was framed under Qin Cang's sword blade.

Boom!

The sound of Jin Ge's resonance resounded, the sword blades intersected, rubbing out a trace of sparks, the white-clothed figure seemed to have no luck, and the body retreated rapidly under a blow, and it took seven steps back to stop the retreat. Its body is still swaying from side to side, and it looks like it might fall to the ground drunk at any moment.

At that time, Qin Cang took advantage of the situation to pursue, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out, pointing directly at the chest of the white-clothed figure, but the latter did not dodge, nor retreated, and let the sword blade stab. However, an incredible scene happened, Qin Cang's sword clearly did not show the slightest mercy, nor did the sword go sideways, and the white-clothed figure didn't seem to show his skills, but was just driven by drunkenness, purely swaying left and right.

But even so, he still avoided Qin Cang's sword without danger.

"Luck?"

Qin Cang was surprised, but his sword speed did not decrease but increased, and in an instant, thirty-six swords were stabbed out one after another, each sword was aimed at the meridians and points of the human body, these thirty-six swords were so fast that they looked as if they were stabbed together, and the sword qi of each other was added, and a thunderous roar suddenly sounded around them.

The white-clothed figure didn't use his sword to fight back, still simply shaking his body, the thirty-six swords that were extremely fast seemed to be slowed down under his simple movements, and each sword only passed by about half an inch away from the main points around him, which looked extremely dangerous, but it didn't cause him the slightest substantial damage.

"This ......" Qin Cang was shocked, at this point, he would definitely not think that the other party had dodged his serial attacks by luck.

The white-clothed figure yawned, still looking at Qin Cang with a lazy gaze, but this time he did not continue to be silent, but slowly said in a drunken voice: "Isn't it strange? When you penetrate the Drunken Dream Sword Sutra, you can reach my level, and maybe even surpass me." ”

"Master, it's really you...... Wait, what's going on with this Drunken Dream Sword Sutra?" Qin Cang asked.

The white-clothed figure chuckled, and immediately waved the long sword in his hand, and in an instant, the sword moved with the person, and the person danced with the sword, showing a sense of beauty of flowing water. Qin Cang stood not far away, taking in every move of the white-clothed figure, and in an instant, he seemed to be infected, he had never drunk, but his heart was gradually drunk, the whole person seemed to be in harmony with the dream, between the virtual and the real dream, and the body seemed to become more and more light, as if it had turned into a cloud and mist, floating in the air, immersed in a sense of detachment and mystery like a fairy.

"Now, do you understand what the Drunken Dream Sword Sutra is?"

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