Chapter 2: Three Days of One Dream (Collect!)

"Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth......"

"Famous, Mother of All Things......"

As An Quan kept chanting, the power of heaven and earth was accumulating more and more, and the aura around his body was about to condense into a substance.

The mandrill was already lying on the ground, and it was difficult to breathe.

It was the closest to Anquan, and with the power of heaven and earth, there seemed to be some faint resonance between it and Anquan. Although An Quan did not guide it, this power was pressed towards the mandrill on his own.

It's starting to slowly ooze blood.

The bones of his body were also crushed.

Although the little female ghost over there was much less pressure than the mandrill, she couldn't support it anymore, and the ghost body became illusory.

An Quan's mouth continued to stop.

"Poof......

The mandrill couldn't bear it anymore and was directly crushed into a mess.

The little female ghost is still struggling to support herself, but she feels that if this power does not stop, she will soon follow in the footsteps of the mandrill.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the chanting in An Quan's mouth to finally stop.

The beam of light in the sky instantly poured into An Quan's body, and the aura around An Quan's body also poured into his body.

The terrifying power finally dissipated.

But now, the ghost girl's soul has become a little transparent.

The power of heaven and earth is too powerful after all, and the little female ghost has only endured a little, and she has already ended up with a soul that is about to be scattered.

An Quan walked over expressionlessly, reached out and gently stroked the top of the little female ghost's head.

In an instant, she felt that a breath of vitality had been injected into her body, and her soul body had become solidified again, even more than before.

"Immortal ......"

The little female ghost got up and was about to thank her, but saw that An Quan was still in a confused state.

Ignoring the movements of the little female ghost, An Quan turned around and walked to the middle of the deserted temple, sat down cross-legged, and then slowly closed his eyes.

......

Just when Anquan attracted the power of heaven and earth, on Qingheng Mountain in the territory of Great Wei, an old man wearing a Taoist robe and white hair and beard stood on the top of the mountain, looking in the direction of Yan Mountain.

There was a faint divine light in the old man's eyes.

"Which fellow Daoist is actually ahead of us? The old man looked in the direction of Yanshan and muttered to himself.

At the same time, in the Buffa Temple, an old monk twisted a rosary in his hand and muttered to himself: "There is such a character in the Daomen......?"

The old monk sighed, and felt that his state of mind seemed to be a little unstable. It took several recitations of the Buddhist scriptures to suppress the turmoil in his heart.

This night, it was not only the old Taoist of Qingheng Mountain and the old monk of Buda Temple who were shocked.

All the characters who cultivated to the heavens were disturbed by the vision of heaven and earth that happened in Yanshan. Some of them rejoiced, and some of them grieved.

......

An Quan in the deserted temple had fallen into a dream at this time.

In his dreams, he seemed to incarnate into heaven and earth, and every move in this world appeared in his dreams.

He met the Chen Shan brothers, who had just escaped from the deserted temple.

Seeing the location of the east of Yanshan again, an old Taoist and an old monk were looking at him.

I also saw a middle-aged swordsman with a negative sword exuding a sharp aura.

There are also many eccentric people.

In the dream, Anquan traveled to every part of this world. I saw the newborn children who were waiting to be fed, and I also saw the dying old people who were about to reach the end of the day.

I saw the mighty soldiers guarding the border, and I saw the nobles in gorgeous clothes who had lived in the deep palace for a long time.

I met the businessmen who were busy making a living, and I also met the Ph.D. students who studied at night.

......

In the dream, the image of An Quan becomes a breeze for a while, a majestic mountain for a while, sometimes an eagle with its wings spread, and a small fish for leisure.

Until the end, Yaszumi's memory had become a little blurry.

He was almost losing memory of who he really was and where he was now.

At this time, he found that he had become the Anquan who lived under the red flag again. I get up early in the morning to squeeze the subway to go to work, and only in the dead of night do I drag my heavy body back to the rental house.

Later, he couldn't stand the pressure of the big city and chose to return to his hometown.

With the help of his parents, he bought a house in the county seat. I was introduced by others to a daughter-in-law who looks ordinary, but is virtuous.

They got married and gave birth to a son a few years later.

Watching their sons grow up, they also grow old.

Finally, my son grew up.

The old couple almost used up their savings and became a family for their children.

After a few more years, they also became old, and their grandchildren grew up.

He felt that his life had come to an end, and finally fell asleep one night, never to wake up again.

......

Three days have passed since Anquan meditated that night.

During this period, the little female ghost came to bring food to Anquan every day.

Strange to say, although An Quan seems to have fallen asleep, every day as long as the little female ghost puts food in his hand, he will eat by himself.

After delivering the food, the little female ghost would sit quietly by An Quan's side for a while every day.

In the past three days, the aura on An Quan's body has changed almost every moment.

Sometimes it's sharp, sometimes it's bland again.

However, today, the aura on An Quan's body has become more and more calm, more and more illusory. If you close your eyes, the little female ghost will even feel that she is the only one in this ancient temple.

She guessed in her heart that An Quan was about to wake up.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for An Quan to slowly open his eyes.

Seeing the little female ghost around him, An Quan was not surprised, he was still faintly aware of what had happened in the outside world in the past three days.

Seeing An Quan wake up, the little female ghost handed him a roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves.

She got it from the bazaar down the hill.

"Thank you!"

An Quan was also a little hungry, so he took it politely.

"Were you cultivating just now, why did you practice for so long?" The little female ghost was a little curious about An Quan's three-day sitting.

If you were to be yourself, I was afraid that I would not be able to sit still for three hours.

"No!" Anquan shook his head and said, "I had a dream......

"Huh?" the little female ghost asked, "What kind of dreams are you dreaming?" ”

An Quan recalled the contents of the dream and slowly told the little female ghost.

......

"Ah, is there really a house of dozens of feet? Won't it collapse?"

Regarding the matter of An Quan's incarnation into heaven and earth, the little female ghost didn't seem very curious. Instead, he became interested in the world he lived in.

"No!" Anquan explained, "It's a house made of steel and concrete, and it will last for many years!"

"What is the steel bar? What is the concrete?" the little female ghost looked like a curious baby.

"Steel and concrete are the crystallization of the wisdom of the people in that world, and I can't explain the specifics!" In his previous life, as an office worker who was tired to death, the principle of these things An Quan was not clear.

"That'...... What is that car that can walk without a horse-draw!"

"That's a car!" explained Yaszumi.

"Is the gas car a car driven by mana?" the little female ghost understood the car's steam as, the aura of heaven and earth.

It's just that the aura of heaven and earth can't be used directly, so she guessed that it should be urged with mana.

"Isn't it?" Anquan shook his head.

"What's that?" asked the little female ghost again.

"I don't know!"

"Why don't you know anything!" the expression on the little girl's face was faintly disdainful.

She felt that An Quan was a little ignorant and didn't know anything!

An Quan's face turned dark, and he turned his head and didn't want to pay attention to the little female ghost a little.

Who knows, the little female ghost is interested.

"Is there a female ghost like me who is so beautiful and kind-hearted?" the little female ghost turned around and showed off her graceful figure.

"No ......"

An Quan originally wanted to say that there was no directly, but recalling Nie Xiaoqian, who had haunted countless people in his previous life, he changed his words again.

He said, "Yes! But it only exists in people's imaginations. ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, the little female ghost's face turned pale and asked, "Why?"

"I don't know!"

Yasuzumi turned his face away and stopped talking.