That figure, as usual, was none other than Li Changfeng, the little disciple of Zhenghou Mountain, ————.

"My master!"

Wu Qiufang was in a hurry, and shouted hard, and on his already fair skin, the green tendons burst out.

This dream is real enough, so that a young man who is still shallow in cultivation cannot clear the fog of falsehood and falsehood, and can break through the mystery. At this moment, he was like a drowning lamb, his face was the color of pig liver, his hands and feet were fluttering in the dark river of dreams, and a suffocating oppression gradually ate away at his limbs.

"Senior Brother Wu, do you know why I'm here?"

Li Changfeng looked at him left and right, and did not face Qiufang's raging anger, but although the voice was full of childishness, the tone was graceful, as if he was a man who had gone through the vicissitudes of life, and there was a kind of tranquility that penetrated everything.

Qiu Fang's mind was full of Yan Qingyun's vomiting blood, and the anger and fear in his chest were like a flame, burning in his throat, and the voice squeezed out became more and more hoarse.

"Let me ask you what's wrong with my master!"

Qiu Fang continued to shout angrily, he was usually gentle and elegant, and he didn't dare to speak too loudly with others, he really could afford to say a gentle and gentle little Langjun.

But the premise of all this is not to touch his scales. Wu Qiufang was brought up by Yan Qingyun when he was young, and the reverse scale in his heart was naturally the master who got along with him day and night. And after Yan Qingyun vomited blood, Li Changfeng's figure suddenly appeared, and he naturally connected the two, thinking that Li Changfeng had done something to Yan Qingyun.

Under the blessing of his anxiousness, he naturally no longer cared about anything else, and just wanted to ask for an explanation to know whether his master was intact or not.

"Senior Brother Wu, don't worry, all of this is just a dream."

Li Changfeng chuckled, his eyes shining in the dark, with the glow of the sword pattern.

"Dreams?" Wu Qiufang asked rhetorically, but his voice was much lower. He looked up at his surroundings and seemed to sense something was wrong.

"Yes, isn't it okay for the junior brother to come and see the senior brother through the dream?"

Li Changfeng was still laughing, but the laughter made Wu Qiufang's heart numb, not to mention that the battle on the outskirts of Los Angeles had completely turned the relationship between him and Zhenghou Mountain into a relationship between friends and enemies. Speaking of Li Changfeng, the kid, there are more and more weird things behind him, which makes the young man have to pay more attention.

Li Changfeng also seemed to have guessed Wu Qiufang's thoughts, and explained: "Senior brother, don't panic, you and I have a fragrant relationship, and I will never harm you." ”

As he spoke, he stepped on the dark space and walked towards the autumn boat step by step. And Qiu Fang just wanted to step back, but the soles of his feet stepped on the air a few times, and they all pounced in the air, and it was difficult to move freely for a while, and he couldn't move.

"Senior Brother Wu, don't be afraid."

Li Changfeng slowly approached Wu Qiufang, and the corners of his mouth were still hooked with a smile, but this smile was a little weird and a little playful.

As soon as the words fell, Li Changfeng waved his hand again, and the sense of oppression around Qiu Fang's body instantly dissipated, and he seemed to be able to step on this empty dream freely.

Having said that, how dare Wu Qiufang take it lightly, he slumped back slightly, his fingers were already quietly pointing to the void, but the mana in his body was still sleepy, no matter how he urged, it was as immobile as a mountain.

"You must have a lot of doubts?"

Li Changfeng said, and his footsteps also paused, worried about disturbing Qiufang. However, his expression at this time was no longer the original innocence, but was full of calmness, and in an instant, it was somewhat similar to He Wangshu's appearance when he was playing in the world.

"Long wind... Brother, where is this, how is my master? Qiu Fang was always relieved in his heart, and between three words, he pulled the conversation back to its original position.

"Your dreams are also dreams of life and death."

Li Changfeng spread out his hands, opened his arms, looked up at the endless darkness above his head, and even raised his chest a lot.

"Then why are you in my dreams?"

Qiu Fang asked puzzled, his eyes also looked around, although this space was his dream, but he couldn't believe it, the oppressive darkness and suffocating energy made him uncomfortable.

"You missed me, so I came, what's wrong?"

Li Changfeng stood in a low place, tilted his head and said to Wu Qiufang.

Wu Qiufang was stunned for a moment, only to feel that Li Changfeng in front of him was really different from the first time he saw him, and he was silent for a moment before he said, "Then why did my master vomit blood?"

"How can I influence your dreams?"

"And what exactly is the sword you gave me?"

"The sword of life, the sword of death, just like this dream, there is life, and there are people who die." Li Changfeng said the words that Wu Qiufang couldn't understand, and looked at this empty world.

"My uncle said that this is a sword intent."

"That's right, it's just that there is a small prohibition on this sword intent. If you kill Zhang Qi that day, this sword intent is a sword of death, and it is your life-killing sword. ”

"I didn't kill it?"

"It's the sword of life, it's your life-saving sword." Li Changfeng laughed loudly.

"Then I have to thank you."

"The grace of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, of course you must repay me." Li Changfeng's eyes were full of smiles, as if he didn't take it seriously.

"How do you want to repay?" Qiu Fang continued to ask.

Li Changfeng was silent, his feet were in the air, he landed beside Qiu Fang, and walked around him with great interest, his eyes were like watching people gag under the stage.

After a while, a ray of light burst out of Li Changfeng's eyes and said: "It's easy to say, let me take a good look at how far you can go." ”

The look on his face when he spoke was incompatible with this little boy's face, and Qiu Fang always felt awkward in his eyes. But he still endured this strange feeling, and said angrily: "What do I have to see." ”

"Senior Brother Wu is handsome and graceful, so he is naturally easy to see anywhere."

Hearing Li Changfeng's words, Qiu Fang frowned, he was somewhat self-aware of his appearance, although he was quite handsome, but how could there be a little Taoist priest with a graceful demeanor, he had the right to think that Li Changfeng was talking some nonsense, and replied coldly: "There is also self-knowledge in the down." ”

At this moment, he no longer called the other party a junior brother, and Li Changfeng was not an elder, so the young man's tone became casual.

Li Changfeng was not annoyed, and waved his hand casually: "Senior brother, this doesn't seem like he meant to thank me. ”

"I've already thanked you."

Wu Qiufang in the dream said, and a burst of light suddenly flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and he didn't have to guess to know that it was the sword pattern that lit up again.

"It's late at night, I have to go." Li Changfeng said.

Although it was all nothing, a cold wind suddenly blew, and it was not just rain or snow that came with the wind, which made the autumn boat a little cold.

Li Changfeng stretched out his hand and spread it out, and a few snowflakes fell on his palm, but in an instant, they turned into a drop of crystal water.

"Senior brother's heart, there will still be snow." Li Changfeng muttered that at this moment, he was like an innocent child again.

Qiu Fang became more and more unable to understand Li Changfeng's words and deeds, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Me?" Li Changfeng raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

Qiu Fang nodded and stretched out his finger to point at Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng smiled dumbly, he bit his lower lip slightly, buried his head and thought for a while, as if this was an extremely difficult question, and after a long time he was willing to raise his head, and he actually showed a smile and said.

"Li Changfeng."

Qiu Fang wanted to say that he was not Li Changfeng, but after thinking about it, the people in this world, he knew that the person surnamed Li Changfeng was just the one in front of him, and if he wanted to find another Li Changfeng, it seemed that it was still a little difficult for him now.

Thinking of this, he was stunned for a moment, a war of words in the dream did not make him ask why, as if Li Changfeng said a lot, but he was still like a headless fly.

After thinking about it, Wu Qiufang also took a few steps forward and said, "Why did you give me this sword?" How is this sword to be used? If you can have such means, your realm must not be low? ”

He threw out three questions in a row, causing Li Changfeng to clap his hands for him.

"There's something boring in the world, and I want to see interesting things. Of course, you and I have drunk flower wine together, and we are excellent brothers, and we should solve problems for our brothers, so I will give you a sword. As for how this sword came about, I think your uncle has already told you that there is no shortcut to cultivation, and if you insist on saying that there is any shortcut, it depends on whether you have opened your mind or not. ”

Li Changfeng said that, then turned around and walked up the road, got a sword-like crack, and gradually opened his arms for him.

"Wait, you haven't said the last question yet." Wu Qiufang hurriedly shouted.

"Do you have to answer me?" Li Changfeng turned his back to Wu Qiufang, waved his hand, and moved lightly without stopping.

Qiu Fang wanted to keep up, and his body moved, but his feet were suddenly not controlled by himself, but he stumbled and fell.

There was no land in this dream that could contain him, and though he did not touch a grim face on the ground, man hung completely upside down in the darkness.

Li Changfeng can control my dreams!

Qiu Fang had a flash of inspiration and completely understood this truth, but he could only watch Li Changfeng walk back into the crack at this time.

"Senior Brother Wu, don't be in a hurry, we'll meet in the future, and when that day comes, you'll have to show me something interesting."

Li Changfeng didn't look back, Qiu Fang couldn't see his expression, but he guessed that this kid must have a playful smile on his face.

"By the way, good things come in pairs, junior brother will give you another treasure."

Li Changfeng said, his finger raised to the sky, and a golden light flew out, shooting straight into Qiu Fang's right eye.

"If you want to look at this world, how can you use the eyes of a mortal." With that, he laughed maniacally and walked towards the crack.

The crack closed, and from then on, the dream was completely dark, and Qiu Fang woke up from the dream. Looking around, the night outside the window was as deep as ink, and the rare moonlight fell into the house, and the things around them were quietly placed in their rightful places.

Wu Qiufang swallowed his saliva and calmed his mind, it seemed that Li Changfeng had not lied to him, dreams were dreams, and those falsehoods and illusions also dissipated with his wakefulness. Even Li Changfeng's smile and Yan Qingyun's vomiting blood are still vivid, and they seem so clear.

It's just a big dream, and he remembered Master Yan Qingyun.