Yang Jiao raised his eyes and looked at it, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, he actually noticed the divine power that hooked his mind in the whirlpool.

He immediately thought of the original plot line, in the ink river, where the former god of war buried his body here, leaving a dream as a backup to prevent the future demon god from recovering.

Yang Jiao also didn't expect that today's coincidence would bring together a few people who entered the dream realm in the original plot.

His mind moved, and he had a little guess, I am afraid that this is also the response taken by Ji Ze and the remnants of the dark night when they noticed that something had happened to their demon fetus.

If it is really the consciousness of this body that enters the Prajna Floating Life, and experiences the many loves, hatreds, and hatreds of 10,000 years ago, it will indeed shake its own temperament.

But for Yang Jiao, this dream is really just a dream, a drop in the ocean for his own experience, not worth mentioning.

Simply, go in directly, and just learn the layout of the Shangqing Divine Domain from the memory of the dark night, and find the location of the marrow washing seal.

He was also curious if he could also obtain the cultivation method of the gods ten thousand years ago.

"Bai Yu, you stay on the boat, I'll go and take a look."

Yang Jiao commanded casually.

"Lord, I don't know what danger there is in this whirlpool, so let my subordinates investigate first."

Twenty Bai Yu said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter, with my strength, I am invincible in the world, where there is any danger, you can stay in peace."

After Yang Jiao finished speaking, he turned into a black light and rushed into the whirlpool, with his realm, even in the vacuum of the universe, he could be safe and sound, so he didn't even pinch the water avoidance spell, as if stepping on the ground, he passed through the rocky bottom of the Mohe River.

On a stone platform, I saw the figures of Li Susu and several people.

With a wave of Yang Jiao's sleeve, the river below reversed, immediately freeing up a safe space that was hundreds of feet long.

Seeing this scene, Li Susu and the others suddenly felt the pressure loosen and tore off the water-avoiding barrier.

"Shentai Ash, it seems that your heart is really not as indifferent as it seems, I didn't expect you to take the initiative to come to save us."

Suddenly, Li Susu couldn't help but be happy as he watched the unusually familiar figure land.

The rest of the people looked at Yang Jiao, and they couldn't help but feel shocked in their hearts, now that the new dynasty has just been established, this one is using incomparably iron-blooded means, first collecting all the land in the world in the country, and then dividing it among the people.

He also bluntly said that all the people of heaven and earth, men and women are equal, all industries are equal, and there is no distinction between high and low, so the system of eunuchs and slaves has been completely abolished.

It is also said that all souls are equal, whether it is a human or a demon, if you have a good heart, you can contribute to the sages, contribute to the country, and open up peace for all generations.

Therefore, the Warlock Academy was set up to summon strange people from all over the world regardless of race, specializing in how to use magic to benefit the livelihood of the people, such as how to double the yield per mu, and how to build a road through the world without abusing the people's power.

Nowadays, there are no princes and nobles, and the families are powerful, these people have been liquidated one by one before, punished for their crimes, and all of them are reduced to commoners.

In short, all are equal before the laws of the dynasty.

Therefore, Xiao Rin and the others watched the rapid changes in the world, and couldn't help but have indescribable emotion and indescribable admiration for the person in front of them.

Especially Xiao Rin looked at this proton-born emperor, and gradually fulfilled the promise made by the two armies that they were rich and poor.

As the heir to the throne who was once a prosperous country, coupled with the education he received since childhood, he really understood how difficult this is, and how broad-minded this person is, it is simply a precedent for a hundred generations, and it has never existed in ancient times.

Because of this, there is no national hatred and family hatred in my heart, after all, the two countries of Sheng and Jing are peacefully reunified.

At this moment, they couldn't help but be surprised, it stands to reason that the person in front of them should still be busy with government affairs in Datong Palace, how could he appear on the Mohe River.

Immediately, several people thanked in unison:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your help."

Yang Jiao bowed his head and then gradually walked to the edge of the stone platform, in front of which was a crack at the bottom of the river, but when he looked over this crack, he could see a behemoth dragon that seemed to be asleep, as if it was real and illusory.

I saw that although there was no demonic aura on Jiao's body, there was a resentment hovering around his body.

Behind it stands a huge statue of the goddess.

"This dragon seems to have been sleeping here for 10,000 years, constantly experiencing a dream called Prajna Floating Life."

Pang Yizhi walked over slowly, staring at the dragon in front of him, and explained everyone's doubts:

"The so-called Prajna floating life is to return to the memories of the past through dreams, to re-experience all the joys and sorrows, and then keep circulating, which makes people unable to extricate themselves."

"So look at it for 10,000 years, it has been living in a dream."

Suddenly, the sleeping dragon suddenly opened its eyes, its body shook, jumped up, and after a circle of flying, it flew to the front of the stone platform, facing everyone present with its huge dragon eyes.

"The eyes of this dragon?"

Li Susu seemed to have discovered something and couldn't help asking.

"One thought becomes a god, one thought becomes a demon, this may be the reason for the long sleep."

Pang Yizhi looked at Jiaolong's different pupils, and said with some surprise, but immediately seemed to find something wrong, and hurriedly said:

"No, looking at its appearance, it has already been nirvana at the bottom of the river, and it can't die anymore, how can there be a risk of falling into the devil."

"I understand, all this is an illusion, in fact, this dragon has only left white bones for 10,000 years, but it has left a fantasy dream, attracting people to come to dream."

In an instant, Li Susu noticed that Yang Jiao was looking at Jiaolong in a daze, and secretly said that it was not good:

"The little demon god is a little wrong, could it be that the resentment circling around Jiaolong is affecting him and bewitching him into a demon, could it be that this is the starting point of purgatory in the four continents and three realms in five hundred years."

"No, I've got to stop him."

Li Susu immediately asked Pang Yizhi:

"Is it that as long as you enter the Prajna Floating Life and then come out, this dragon will disappear."

Pang Yizhi nodded:

"Not bad."

When the words fell, Li Susu jumped into the air without a little hesitation, and when he got close to the dragon's head, his body turned into a burst of light and merged into the dragon's eye.

"Boom!"

Li Susu's entry seemed to touch something, Jiaolong let out a dragon groan, and his eyes suddenly sent out a burst of suction, but this suction seemed to have some tendency, directly swept over Pang Yizhi, and sucked Yang Jiao and the three of them into their eyes.

Yang Jiao looked at Jiaolong intently before, but he knew that Jiaolong was the corpse of the god of war, so he was exploring whether Jiaolong's consciousness was left in Jiao's body.

But after perceiving it for a while, he found that he really only left a dream, and then died cleanly, so that Yang Jiao felt more and more that the strength of the gods in this world was extremely strong.

The twelve true gods fought a demon god, and they were victorious on the surface, and defeated the demon god who tried to destroy the world with their own way.

But in fact, the demon gods may come back at any time, but the true gods are really dead, leaving only a little divine power in the world as a backhand.

At this moment, Pang Yizhi looked at the empty scene on the stone platform and exclaimed:

"It's over, it's over, I'm not done yet."

"Once you enter the dream realm of Prajna, you will lose your memories and become shrimps, birds, fish and insects, and you can't tell with stones, sticks and mallets, and it is completely unpredictable to live and die."

A stone-clad place of nothingness.

Yang Jiao floated in it, and there was an ethereal sound in his ears:

"There is no birth, no destruction, no staining and no purity, this order and so on, through life, death, love, hatred, into my dreams, like floating life."

Suddenly, Yang Jiao only felt that he was possessed by a person wearing white armor and holding a halberd.

There were many people around who kept cheering:

"God of War is mighty, God of War is mighty"

Although once you enter the Prajna Floating Life, the memories of the person who enters will be blocked.

However, not to mention that the essence of Yang Jiao's divine soul is much higher than that of the true god of this realm, and with his cultivation, even if the floating life contains a little divine power in the dark night, it will not be able to blind his consciousness, resulting in the loss of his own memory.

So much so that for Yang Jiao, this dream has changed from a script-killing real-life experience to a 3D viewing mode.

Of course, even if it is a script-killing live-action experience, it is just a way for people to experience something that happened in the past, and if you actively want to change something, it will shatter this dream.

(End of chapter)