Chapter Seventy-Three: Is It a Dream?
Song Tao immediately released his true qi and formed a huge protective shield like a bubble within three feet of his body, as soon as he retracted the wind chasing sword, he immediately fell into the sea with a "plop", and as soon as the huge bubble protective cover entered the water, because it was full of air, it fell slowly, and slowly sank towards the bottom of the sea......
From the inside, the blue sea turned a deep black, and the water was so silent that there was not even a single fish, and it looked lifeless!
After sinking more than a thousand feet, Song Tao looked up, only to feel that he had entered a dark and unknown still world! He released his divine sense and probed in all directions, but he only felt an endless dead silence......
Song Tao involuntarily felt in his heart that there seemed to be only one left in the world, and the boundless loneliness and fear surrounded him tightly......
Finally, Song Tao seemed to sink to the ground at the bottom of the sea, and under his feet was the silt that had been deposited for tens of millions of years, and he didn't know how thick it was. Song Tao saw a little light appear in the mud, although it was only the size of a finger's belly, it was extremely bright, "What is that?" Song Tao couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, he recited the mantra, and his true qi overflowed, only to see him grasp the void, and his true qi was like an invisible big hand, and he dug out the mud under his feet at once! Throwing it aside, the surrounding water suddenly became muddy...... Song Tao didn't care, just continued to dig down.
It's close! It's close! I saw that that little bit of brightness was actually a pearl the size of a finger's belly, bright and lovely, and extremely round...... Song Tao picked it up with his true qi and looked at it again and again, no matter how he looked at it, he just looked at it as a huge pearl, and immediately relaxed his vigilance, put this pearl into his bubble protective cover, stretched out two fingers and pinched it to play with it......
What a perfect pearl! As the saying goes, the old mussel gives birth to a pearl, such a huge pearl, I don't know where the old mussel that gave birth to it is? Watch this round milky white pearl roll in the palm of your hand like a drop of dew! Song Tao only felt that his eyes were a little blurred......
"That's not right!" A startled voice immediately sounded in Song Tao's head. Why is it in a trance? No, there's something wrong with this pearl! But it was too late! Song Tao saw a flower in front of him, and in a dazzling white light, he felt himself soaring into the air, being sucked into an unknown space, and slowly falling towards a bottomless abyss......
"What kind of place is this!" Song Tao woke up faintly, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling above his head in a daze, "Tick!" Tick! There was a familiar dripping sound from the side.
"Damn it! Why is it leaking upstairs again! Song Tao cursed as if without a brain, and even he couldn't help but be stunned as soon as the words came out!
Long......
Song Tao jumped up suddenly, where am I? His eyes slowly looked around, only to see that under him was a stained and dilapidated bed, the red quilt with flowers was randomly piled up in the corner of the bed, many dirty clothes were messily placed on the bed, and the narrow room could only put a small square table except for this big bed, and on the square table was the dilapidated second-hand TV that could only watch the news! Who am I? Song Tao couldn't help but be at a loss in his mind......
The surrounding environment is very familiar, he frowned and remembered: Oh yes, I'm Song Tao, I set up a stall selling white Ji buns outside the rice noodle restaurant, life is not good, I can just hold on. I don't know what time it is? Isn't it time to get out of the stall? Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound in his abdomen, and Song Tao casually grabbed a pack of old Beijing instant noodles on the bedside, blew off the floating ash on the bag, tore it open and gnawed it.
"Yes! Delicious! I haven't eaten any of these things since I cultivated immortals, not to mention I really miss them! As soon as the words came out, Song Tao couldn't help but be stunned! Cultivating immortals? His eyes fell into confusion again: No! I clearly remember that I had already gone to cultivate immortals? But how could it still be here? Isn't this my earthly home? The confusion in Song Tao's eyes is getting heavier and heavier! Could it be that my cultivation of immortals is all a dream of mine? Or is the present moment illusory?
He raised the instant noodles in his hand and looked at it, and took another big bite, yes! Is this unique spicy and crispy feeling real? Could it be that my previous experience turned out to be a dream? But everything is so real, the bits and pieces of the long years of cultivating immortals! It can't be a dream, huh? Song Tao only felt bitter in the corners of his mouth, he thought hard, but he couldn't find an answer.
"The surname is Song! Do you pay the rent or not? At this moment, a noisy middle-aged woman's voice came from outside the door. Why talk so much nonsense with him! Just throw it out and forget it! The voice of a grumpy middle-aged man rang out.
"Bang!" With a bang, Song Tao watched his door be kicked open by an obese middle-aged man about forty years old. He couldn't help but be angry, and his face became gloomy: "What are you doing? ”
"What? When will you pay the rent you owe your wife? If you don't hand it over, you'll get out of here! A bloated middle-aged woman squeezed in from behind the middle-aged man and yelled.
"You guys!" Song Tao's eyes were gloomy all of a sudden, the last person who talked to me like this was already dead, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he slapped it towards the storage bag on his waist......
"Is there any money? If you have money, take it? If you don't have any money, get out! When the middle-aged woman saw Song Tao slapping her on the waist, she thought he was going to pay the money, but she looked at him and waited with her eyes in her eyes.
Song Tao didn't move at all under a pat, he only felt that he couldn't find a trace of true qi on his body, and the storage bag that had been hanging around his waist disappeared? Song Tao looked at his palm suspiciously! It took half a day to accept this fact! Maybe it was really just a dream?
The middle-aged man was already angry when he saw him standing still, rushed forward, grabbed the collar of Song Tao's clothes, dragged him to the ground and pulled him out of the door, "I have already said don't talk nonsense to him, do you look at his poor appearance, like rich?" ”
Song Tao lay on the concrete floor in a daze, his eyes were blank for a while, and after half a day, he only felt extremely bitter in his heart...... Once I finally cultivated to the Jindan Dacheng and became a Jindan monk, with such a powerful power to do whatever I want, are those good things just a dream? It turns out that he is still an unsatisfactory failed little chef!
The door opened, and Song Tao's shabby bedding wrapped in dirty clothes was thrown out. It was also mixed with the angry scolding of the pair of men and women! Song Tao looked at all this in front of him, trembling with anger, but he just clenched his fists, stood up silently with trembling, and walked towards the outside of the building......