Before the wise master said goodbye to Fu Huanjing, he carefully inspected Zi Xuanyang's injuries and confirmed that there was no major problem before he dared to leave with confidence.

Along the way, the time and space traveler wise master happened to hear someone crying about the injustice of the heavens, so he floated down to check the reason.

"Why do I have to be haunted by the nightmares every day? Can you stop me from remembering? I'm tired, and I don't want to, let alone dream about anything anymore. Now I can endure everything and prevent anything. But I can't prevent it, and I can't prevent the nightmares that I encountered one after another. If I'm guilty, you're going to punish me, okay? If I'm not guilty, then please let me go, okay? Maybe what's going on around me, but I don't want to know anything more. At this point, I really got it clear. How can there be any bullshit years quiet, as long as everyone lives above this world, it is enough. The quality of life depends on people, and there is no need for any other superfluous embellishments. During the day, I'm busy. In the middle of the night, I just want to get a good night's sleep, and no one can ask for it, but I just meditate in my heart. Ask yourself, don't dream, don't be afraid, don't wake up. Yi Kunsha was alone, looking up to the sky and shouting.

"Is it a good meal?" asked the Wise Master with a smile on his face.

"Yo he! It turns out that you are a time traveler, a wise master! It is true that you have more time than me, and you are higher than me in the cultivation realm, so you should be thicker than me in your troubles and sorrows! Tell me, I don't miss her very much, she has eternal nightmares! But why do I always wake up in my dreams when I see her heartache and liver breaking? I always pray to God that I can let her have eternal nightmares and stop appearing in my dreams again. Because I want to forget her and never think of her again. Yi Kunsha complained.

"When you can fly, don't be afraid to mediate in the four corners of the world. When you can dream of her eternal nightmares, don't be ashamed to meet her. When you're lucky enough to be able to pick up a relationship, don't be too concerned about what others think, just do what you want. The Wise Master advised.

"Master, I am not afraid of the heavens and the earth, but I am afraid that her eternal nightmare will appear in my dawn dreams, and I am afraid that I will wake up and not be able to embrace the warmth of her delicate body. Yi Kunsha did not listen to persuasion.

"Yi Kunsha, for you, maybe her eternal nightmare is a touch of the remnant sun that is getting late in the night of the West Mountain. When everything is shy and hidden in the golden sunset, she is the most beautiful silhouette torn by the sunset. She is also the ink and blue sketched by a flock of birds, which makes you feel happy in it. Of course, she is also the softest dream of your night, which makes you indulge in it and do not want to wake up. The Wise Master said.

"Master, my dream experience is always so pleasant and smooth, not much better than real life. So, I'd rather live the rest of my life in a dream, maybe that's why I can't get rid of her eternal nightmare for the rest of my life!"

"Yi Kunsha, if you don't love it, it will make you haunt your dreams, if you don't love it, it will make you not look at it, and if you don't hesitate, aren't you a fucking fool?" said the wise master, who rarely had impatience.

"Master, maybe in love, she is that kind of girl, she knows that that kind of love concept is very unpopular with others, but she really wants to have a good true love from the bottom of her heart. Maybe she once met someone who was just right, but she didn't cherish it, and she regrets it so far. It's so hard for me to forget the past, like her, really. Yi Kunsha said bitterly.

"Yi Kunsha, maybe you woke up frostbite and found that you had just had a dream, which may be very warm and pleasant, but that is not true, I hope you will remember it!" reminded the wise master.

"Master, my head has been echoing with a ballad she hummed, 'I also dreamed of it, but then it didn't work, he wasn't on the stone bridge to wait for me to return.'" 'I know the end, but I'm still unwilling, maybe this is the gambler's mentality!'" Yi Kunsha has a clear way of self-knowledge.

"You really don't know what to do now, Yi Kunsha. As the owner of the Land of Dreams, she may have been watching from your window before, waiting for you to come home and sleep. You are also in reality, tirelessly watching, waiting for her to finish her chores and appear in front of your window. "The wise master is about to make it up.

"Master, you'd better go! You've already answered all the questions, don't force yourself to perfunctory me. It's strange to say that I was physically and mentally exhausted for a while, and I just wanted to get a good night's sleep, but I had such a strange dream. In my dreams, I saw the unspeakable years of myself and the eternal nightmare, in which there was youth, ignorance, friendship, and helplessness. What's even funnier is that the last transcontinental ferry appeared out of thin air, bringing me back to real life. Yi Kunsha couldn't laugh or cry.

"Yi Kunsha, maybe you once had a terrible dream, in which you were just a bystander, and you would eventually be awakened by the sinister fear of people's hearts. The wise master didn't say this after all.

A person's life is like this, not everyone will give up their own bones without hesitation in the face of coercion and temptation.

Today, he was defeated by the Eternal Nightmare, and he was convinced of the loss, without any complaints.

Tomorrow, will he have no hope of winning it back? The answer is no, after all, he should be impressed by the three days.

At this point, Yi Kunsha's mind was mostly resolved, and the wise master was very satisfied and left.

After Zi Xuanyang's illness recovered over there, Fu Huanjing did not allow him to practice swordsmanship, after all, after recovering from a serious illness, it was essential to recuperate for a period of time.

On that day, Fu Huan pinched his fingers and calculated that the country was about to suffer a catastrophe, and he needed to go to help him, a worldly inkman.

The guest is Her Royal Highness Princess Lin of the Qiancheng raincoat country, and in accordance with the covenant between the two countries' predecessors, she came to choose the right horse master she liked.

Lin Changjing was born as an empress, and in the sixteen years of her own country, eight or nine out of ten of the internal affairs of the imperial court were determined by her final coffin.

The reason why Fu Huanjing, the world's end inker, said that the country of Kuo is going to suffer a catastrophe is because the monarch of the kingdom of Kuo has no children under his knees, and there are countless princesses with white skin and beautiful appearances.

Therefore, it is difficult to realize the alliance made by the two countries with the previous monarchs.

However, Lin Changjing, who has the world in mind, doesn't think so. She personally selfishly believes that since there is no prince to inherit the throne, she should follow the ancient precepts and become the next empress of the country.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the empress of the country of Kuo, whose national strength was declining, decided to ask her humerus minister about her opinion before the arrival of Her Royal Highness Princess Lin, who was scheming in the country of Qiancheng raincoat.

"What do you think, Gong Squid?" asked the current Empress of the Kuo Kingdom.

That's all it says, the sound is small, and the past is sealed.

The old man in the armor has been very bad recently, but the empress hurriedly summoned him, and he was still very embarrassed, and he casually relied on the old man to fool the past. After all, his high position of authority under one person and above ten thousand people today depends on the promotion and care of the empress over the years.

"Don't hide what you said, what is her Royal Highness Princess Lin, how can she be selfish, I don't want to get to the bottom of it. Because the old minister only admits one death truth in this life, that is, one minister does not do two masters. If she becomes the next empress of the Kuo Kingdom, the old minister will petition the old man to return to his hometown now!" said Jiang Shen, the prince of the Kuo Kingdom.

"That's not to talk about!" said the current Empress of the Kuo Kingdom nonchalantly.

"Your Excellency, you don't know, the mud splashes with the water without a trace of tears, and the wine is free to put people in the pot. This ancient admonition is not unreasonable, there should be countless examples of trees falling down and scattering in this huge Quartet world!"

"But, Squid Guogong, there are some things you haven't heard of! For example, the world is full of green lights, and the green mountains and cats are evil. In today's Quartet world, you and I know what the situation is. Over the years, Qiancheng raincoat country has conquered the south and the north, and has almost occupied seventy percent of the territory of the four directions. Do we have the strength to compete with them?" said the empress of the country helplessly.

Since the empress has said so, he has nothing to say about Jiang Shen, the prince of the Squid Kingdom, so he can only pray to God to bless my country!

At the same time, Her Royal Highness Princess Qianchenglin, the Valkyrie from the Qiancheng Raincoat Country, brought some dusty past events related to Shang Miao and his party between the Qiancheng Raincoat Country and the Qiancheng Raincoat Country.

Xu Xiaoxi, as the personal servant of Her Royal Highness Princess Qianchenglin, naturally followed him and came to the nameless realm together.

In fact, fate is so wonderful, who would have thought that in a small wine shop, these people could meet by chance so coincidentally.

That dusty past, Her Royal Highness Princess Lin of Qiancheng Raincoat Country was reluctant to mention it. But in order for herself to be able to sit in the high position of the new empress of the country as soon as possible, she still spoke out with the strength of wine.

It turned out that the monarchs of the previous generation of the two countries liked each other's queens, but they couldn't get them, so they met in private to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

Over time, Her Royal Highness Princess Lin learned from the personal maid of the previous queen of the Qiancheng raincoat country that the previous monarch of his kingdom actually relied on killing his brother and father to get such a high position that no one could reach.

This news spread ten, ten to hundreds, and soon the entire people of the country knew about it.

At this point, this is the reason why the current Empress of the Kingdom of Fish is so late at night, and she is in a hurry to recruit half of her body into the loess squid country.

The intrigue between the country of Tsui and the strategists of the country of Qiancheng raincoat has never been broken, and it is unlikely to be broken in the near future. After all, the dragons have no leader, and the inexplicable disappearance of Fu Huanjing, the world's end ink artist, shocked everyone.

"Master, I was on the road recently, and I came across a beautiful blue flounder flame. Maybe it's because I go to bed early, and it's become a habit to wake up before the rooster crows every day. That flower has always been in my heart, but I have never touched it, why?" Qin Yan asked his master Shang Miao.

"Disciple, do you still remember that at the moment when you dreamed back at midnight, you dreamed for some reason, a moat in the north of the city. There are also beautiful old buildings in the vicinity, as easy-going as elegant monks. What do they think of you?" Master Shang Miao began to dig a tunnel for his beloved disciple Qin Yan.

"Master, the apprentice felt from beginning to end that all of this was as unreal as a world away. Maybe the apprentice is in his hometown, the summer is not so hot, and the only time I went to the north of the city in the summer was also in a dream, repeatedly cycled by the eternal nightmare, which made me linger. Apprentice Qin Yan recalled an old dream from the past.

As long as you don't walk hard, it will make you seem out of place with the people around you, and once you walk slowly, it becomes a kind of blasphemy against the nameless realm. Master Shang Miao pointed out the maze.

"Master, you see! Those mansions and courtyards in the north of the city are really fucking expensive! You may not be able to figure out in your life why the houses made of blue bricks and green tiles are so valuable? It seems that all these ingenuity and ingenuity have been accumulated in silent silence. Someday, you will be able to find the most suitable person to stay in it. Apprentice Qin Yan couldn't figure it out.

"Apprentice, the Chengbei House is certainly elegant and noble, but don't forget, the summer in the north of the city is really fucking hot! So that the little women on the ground stalls in the north of the city, everyone can rank on the rouge list! Tears are raining down, but it is just the smell of sweat. Master Shang Miao quipped.

"Master, the apprentice remembered the woman in the north of the city who didn't know how to wear makeup and didn't like to wear bright dresses. In the crowd, she seems to be really old-fashioned, which makes people very anxious. Apprentice Qin Yan said.

"Apprentice, for the teacher to understand, after all, there are thoughts in the day, and dreams in the night! Master Shang Miao patted his beloved apprentice on the shoulder and admonished.

"Master, she once had a heart-to-heart conversation with me, saying that she had dreamed that there was a green-shirted swordsman who worked very hard to go to the north of the city, and when she woke up from a real heroic dream, she would feel good. In her dream, she appeared as a classmate of the blue-shirted swordsman's private school, which made her heart soften. The two of them have a self-evident tacit understanding and sympathy for each other. So much so that in her dreams, she would always have the hope of saving a few small summer coins every day to buy him the most delicate and beautiful flowers in the whole world and place them on his windowsill. She will read all her favorite celebrity books to him, and she will give him what she thinks is the most beautiful and precious things. She always naively thought that he would respond to her efforts without having to say a lot of words. Apprentice Qin Yan said sadly.

"Apprentice, as a teacher, you all know, maybe you won't meet someone who is as compatible as in your dreams! The kind of simple mind, simple purpose, pure, mutual, and beautiful feeling that the private school classmates used to have may only appear in your dreams!" said Master Shang Miao very understandingly.

"Master, sometimes apprentices feel that it is really beautiful to spend some leisure time slowly and without worries!"

"Disciple, maybe you wake up in the middle of the night, wake up, and have a long, happy and beautiful dream, then it will be very fulfilling and beautiful, don't always be too demanding. Master Shang Miao said.

Apprentice Qin Yan suddenly realized a little, and the glow of his whole body flickered, as dazzling as entering the land fairy realm.

That's all there is to say, the past is sealed, and the lemon swears.

Seeing that his master Shang Miao's eyes were tired, as if he didn't want to continue talking, the apprentice Qin Yan was very sensible and diverted the topic.

"Master, maybe!" The apprentice waited quietly, slightly sleepy, and wanted to continue to rest. Outside the window, the grasshoppers chirping in the summer, the candles lit in vain, and the loud movement of the whipping of the carriage and the lightning and thunder that could not be heard during the day, I always felt that now was the happiest time. Apprentice Qin Yan was very satisfied with the status quo.

"That's good! That's good!" said Master Shang Miao.

After all, the national strength is declining, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty seem to be stripped of their spirits and bones.

It may be that Fu Huanjing, the world's end ink artist of the country of Kuo, suddenly disappeared from the human world, which greatly hurt the kingdom of Kuo.

"Squid Guogong, I often think of that one, there is him and immersed in deep dreams. He said to me that I was an elegant empress, and that he wanted to give me another name, which had to be taken from the things we had encountered, whether it was spring water, or wild flowers, or the soft and delicate skin of my body. Oh, by the way, he said my name, which in his language means butterfly. It is the most beautiful and kind butterfly in the world, just as beautiful as me. Everything is so beautiful, but why did he just call the end of the world to Fu Huanjing, so that I can't join hands with him for the rest of my life. The empress of the country said sadly.

"Your Excellency, maybe it's another night that makes you cry from your dream and wake up until you wake up. It's like being abandoned and hurt by everyone, and the emotions of anger, loneliness, and grievance make you so painful that you can't breathe!" said Jiang Shen, the prince of Squid, the poor empress.

"Squid Guogong, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight, and this empress doesn't know it. However, when he woke up, he suddenly found that he couldn't walk, and he couldn't be as chic as Fu Huanjing, his worldly inkman. All of this is as false and ridiculous as a dream I have just had! The supreme position of this empress of the kingdom haunts me like an evil dragon, and I love and hate it at the same time, and I cannot refuse its ultimate temptation. The Empress of the Kingdom of Fish said.

"Your Excellency, you don't need to be too obsessed, he is a world-end ink artist Fu Huanjing, and the warmth and warmth of the people he has experienced on the road of cultivating immortals, all kinds of twists and turns, how can he be enough to say everything in just a few words!" said Squid Guogong as he stroked his white beard.

"Squid Guogong, let go of attachment, you have to always. However, how easy is it to start over! Let this empress calm her mind, it is just a nonsense to deceive yourself and others. Just because of a look back in the bustling street market, I made up my mind not to marry Fu Huanjing, who was not his worldly ink shop. Now that he has disappeared without a trace, my heart has not landed. The empress of the country hid her face and wept.

After all, only you will know what a painful and unbearable feeling it is when a needle is pricked in your body.

Fu Huanjing on the other side recalled a vow he made with his best friend Jinning many years ago.

mentioned Jin Ning, the domineering scene of holding the coffin into the Eastern Continent alone still makes Fu Huanjing vividly remember, although it is only his best friend Jin Ning's fantasy for himself.

At that time, everyone thought that his nobody, Jin Ning, was a fool's dream, and if he wanted to help the coffin alone and go to the Eastern Continent, his kendo cultivation must be at the pinnacle.

However, the dream must be there, and what if it comes true!

Now, who would have imagined that the weak and thin proton Lemon would now be able to carry the coffin into the Eastern Continent alone, killing all the way, and no one could stop its edge.

When asked why, he asked for nothing but his deceased mother to live in the mausoleum where she should be laid to rest.

The Eastern Continent Imperial Mausoleum is the place where he promised his deceased mother to pass away, so he must let Jinling's deceased mother live in.

Even though the sinister and cunning new queen of Donglu has many complaints, he has to carry the coffin into Donglu alone, and no one can change his mind.

It is true that only when a person becomes better, more and more excellent, will he feel that he exists in the world, and there is still a little bit of meaning.

This is also the "Jinling Oath" agreed between Fu Huanjing and his best friend Jinling many years ago.

Now that he is so chic and beautiful, his best friend Fu Huanjing should be present.

A few days later, Fu Huanjing, the world's end ink artist, arrived as scheduled, but saw a scene that he didn't want to see.

Although Jinling carried the coffin into the Eastern Continent alone, she let her deceased mother live in the Eastern Continent Imperial Mausoleum as she wished. However, he was also severely injured by the several immortal realm sword cultivators beside the Eastern Continent Emperor Jun Jinyi, and his internal organs had already been penetrated by countless sword qi.

The reason why Jin Ning still had a breath and waited for Fu Huanjing to come was that his Yin God was reluctant to travel far away from his body.

His name is Hibiscus Lemon, and he would rather open the gate of heaven with a sword alone, rather than plant Hibiscus Lemon for the emperor in the next life.

"Jinning, why are you so stupid?" Fu Huanjing asked as he hugged Jinning, who was covered in blood, and cried.

"Brother Huanjing, life is really long! It's so long that you have to go through so many ups and downs, so many hardships. But life is so short! It was so short that I used to think that after that proton swap period, I would not be able to catch up with my peers. Jin Ning recalled the past.

"Jinning, two years ago, I asked you, do you really have the courage to do it again? Now I ask again, how do you answer me?" Fu Huanjing asked again.

"Brother Huanjing, if you have the courage to do it all over again, that's just me deceiving myself. Remember when I left Donglu, I was driven out like a lost dog, how did it look like a proton?"

"So what was going on in your mind at that time?" Fu Huanjing asked curiously.

"I'm thinking, O Lemon, you must remember this day, remember your mother's kneeling and begging your father all night for your affairs, and suffer from his white eyes. Remember every tear you shed today, they have been so real and so warm. Remember those noble concubines and beauties who have insulted your mother, and sooner or later you will have to make them repay a thousand times over!" said Jinning.

"Jinning, but your queen mother will definitely remind you that this group of people can ruin your future as a child. However, they can't ruin your life, because it's in your hands. You must not be defeated, you must be worthy of your mother. You have to prove to those concubines that you must return the original original cruel methods they used to embarrass your mother. Fu Huanjing guessed.

"Brother Huanjing, you still know me best, the last thing, I want to ask you. I will give a message to Yu Chi Linjia for my brother, and I will say that brother, I forgive her, and I hope that I will be able to live up to it in my next life!"

I want him to have a chic life, and he is worthy of others, but he can't afford to be sorry for her.

However, because Yu Chi Linjia stayed overnight in the Tianya Moke Mansion, he thought that he couldn't afford to be with him for long.

That's all I say, I swear that the rain girl has no melon.

Although Fu Huanjing didn't want to believe that all this was true, his best friend Jinning's pulse was completely gone, and he might not have it again in the future.

Zi Xuanyang, who didn't know when he followed, couldn't stop crying, grieving at the sudden death of a great sword immortal like him.

"Don't cry! Zi Xuanyang, tears can't change anything, what you have to do is to change yourself. You have to get rid of all your little tempers, you have to get rid of your little problems of crying when you encounter problems, you have to get rid of your decadent and lowly habits, you have to get rid of your loneliness that you don't like to talk to others, you have to get rid of your cowardice that you don't dare to see injustices and draw a sword to help each other, and you have to get rid of all your bad things, even if it is what you pretend to disguise. Remember, you have to become better, so good that you can return to the Imperial City of the Eastern Continent with your own efforts. Fu Huanjing mistakenly took the person in front of him as humane in his heart.

"Senior Fu, I'm Zi Xuanyang, not Senior Jinling!" Zi Xuanyang was confused.

Fu Huanjing came back to his senses, and a big slap flew Zixuanyang in front of him. The power of his Heavenly Ink Artist's palm can be seen.

A few days later, Zi Xuanyang finally recovered from his injuries and could get out of bed and walk around by himself.

Fu Huanjing, as Zi Xuanyang's protector, should support him on his left and right to avoid the recurrence of his old illness and no one to treat him.

However, for the sake of Brother Jinning's last words, Fu Huanjing had to go to the famous capital of the world immediately.

The sword flew, and within a day, Fu Huanjing saw it, the six gods and no master of Yu Chi Linjia.

After Fu Huanjing informed Yu Chi Linjia of his brother Jinning's last words, he left with Edgeworth.

After crying a lot, Yu Chi Linjia walked to the bottomless abyss, unwilling to think more, only admitting the sentence "If you die first, you will never live alone." Eight words of prophecy.

"Jinning, I won't be angry with you. Yu Chi Linjia jumped into the bottomless abyss.

In this way, Fu Huanjing, the world's end ink master, was finally able to go to the country without distractions, although he was not very reluctant to go back.

Qiancheng raincoat country, when it comes to the hot and stuffy season, there is no plate of melons and fruits in the whole country.

This is really anxious for Her Royal Highness Princess Lin, after all, it is very embarrassing for the rain girl to have no melon. Especially for Zeng Guoli's envoy to her country, it is really unreasonable to say that it is so much to entertain foreign envoys today, and it is really unreasonable to put it in any country in the world.

After all, the country is a country of fish, and no matter how good it is, it can't compare to the country of thousands of raincoats. But when it came to China, Her Royal Highness Princess Lin's face was indeed a little lost.

There was such a big joke that "the rain girl has no melon", and Her Royal Highness Princess Qianchenglin visited the country this time, but she came prepared and brought several carts of melons, fruits and grains.

Fu Huanjing's return to his homeland this time was not to save the country from dire straits, but to have other plans.

Because Fu Huanjing, the Tianya Ink Artist, had already used the Heavenly Machine Stone in his hand to browse the Milky Way of the Years and know the result of the destruction of the Fish Kingdom.

As far as Tiandao is concerned, he Fu Huanjing is powerless to change, and he is unwilling to change one or two.

From the current point of view, Fu Huanjing took Zixuanyang from north to south, going to the country of Yu. Shang Miao took Qin Yan from west to east, to the nameless realm.

In this way, the possibility of these four people meeting should not be very large!

But, fate, it's so fucking wonderful!

In the inn where fate comes and goes, the four of them met by chance, and they stayed together.

The four gossip kings met together, and at a glance it was clear that they were the ones who smelled the same thing.

The four of them stayed awake all night, talking about all kinds of construction in the world of the Quartet, and laughing and laughing.

Since ancient times, the country has been fortunate to be a poet, and Fu Huanjing agrees with this very much.

And listen to the wind and the moon is getting shallower, and the resurrection of the dead is still there.

The mud splashes with the water without a trace, and the wine is worry-free.

The world is full of green lights, and the green mountains and cats are evil.

Who wrote these three lines of poetry, and why did they write them? No one knows about them, but the three of them have heard many strange stories about these three lines of poetry along the way.

Everything has a beginning and an end, but it is not the case that the dead come back to life, and the cycle does not stop.

"Just your name is Tianya Ink Artist Fu Huanjing?" Shang Miao asked in disbelief.

"Fu Huanjing, it is under the bottom, like a fake exchange. Fu Huan sat cross-legged.

"That Xianxia book "Xuanyuan Under the Sword" written by Zhuge Yunting, could it be that it is about the story of your experience of cultivating immortals all the way?" Qin Yan was very surprised.

"Nine times out of ten! He Zhuge Yunting also has some exaggerations and untruths in the book, after all, he has to eat!" Fu Huanjing said.

Now the four of us should get to the bottom of it, and this sentence 'Listen to the wind and the moon is getting shallower, and the resurrection of the dead is still there.' ', what do you mean?" Zi Xuanyang said with disdain for Huan Jing.

After all, it was the person who had slapped himself with a big-eared scraper, and Zi Xuanyang could have a good impression of him Fu Huanjing, which was a strange thing!

Next, the four of you and I can roughly piece together a weird story.

One day, Li Tianxi, the only son of Li Xuanzai, was alone and listening to the wind and the moon getting lighter, very comfortable and comfortable.

Suddenly, a masked woman held a sword in her hand and pierced Li Tianxi's chest for no apparent reason.

Who knows, not only did Li Tianxi kill with a sword, but also went out of his body and played tricks on the masked woman.

Saying that this matter is weird, this is just the beginning, and Li Tianxi's various behaviors next are simply incomprehensible!

Having said that, listening to the wind and the moon getting shallower, who is listening? Why is it so weird?

This question after question, he Li Tianxi is unwilling to solve the doubts, it is too boring.

So, is it still alive to come back from the dead? Is it talking about him, Li Tianxi, who once died once, and escaped from that netherworld and was reborn?

The four of them were reluctant to talk deeply, for fear that talking about the Heavenly Dao would damage their own cultivation.

After all, Li Tianxi has disappeared for many years, and these rain girls have no melon rumors, so don't talk about it.

Sleepless all night, this first line of poetry is just the beginning.

Again, I would like to emphasize that the four of them have a grudge against the matter of the Heavenly Dao. After all, all four of them have gone against the sky, and the results can be imagined, all of them ended in failure.

Otherwise, would the four of them be so destitute that they would have to rely on idle talk to satisfy their hunger?

Personnel are still reversible, and the way of heaven cannot be violated!

"Say something and listen to the wind and the moon is getting lighter, and the dead are still alive today. According to the following, the second half of the sentence is obviously rewritten by others, not the original text. The second half of the sentence is supposed to be worry-free, how can the four of you go to see it?" the wise master suddenly appeared at the window and asked.

"Get out! how else can the four of us see, of course, with our eyes!" the four of them said in unison to the time and space walker and the wise master.

The wise master was very knowledgeable, and disappeared out of thin air without saying a word.

Since there is no rain girl on the side of Qiancheng raincoat country, then the country of Qiancheng should respond by not dying to the veterans.

Fu Huanjing couldn't patronize Zixuanyang, he had to hurry up and go to the country now.

That's all it says, the rain girl has no melon, and the veteran does not die.

The country is about to die, and if the veteran does not die, few people will say it.

After all, under the crushing of huge strength, the country of the fish is powerless to compete with the strong Qiancheng raincoat country.

Even if the world's end ink artist Fu Huanjing was embarrassed, he was ashamed of himself. After all, he still didn't have a hundred years of worry-free protection of the country, and violated his oath with Tianya Jiancai.

As for the immortality of the veteran, he Fu Huanjing has the least right to speak, after all, the people in the rivers and lakes give the nickname "Fu Ran Run".

Thinking of the fourth dragon slaying battle, he Fu Huanjing, as the world's end ink artist of the Kun Kingdom, was the first to run away, without caring about the face of the Kun Kingdom and himself.

The immortality of the veteran mentioned here certainly does not refer to him Fu Huanjing, but Xue Yinghua, the god of war of the country of Kun.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, but Xue Yinghua, the god of war of the country of Kuo, is an exception.

For more than 30 years, Xue Yinghua, the god of war, has beheaded countless enemies. He should have unlimited fame and fortune, not to mention the group of wives and concubines, but he was accompanied by wine all his life and did not ask for anything else.

After all, drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

The sentence that the four of them talked about last night, "The mud splashes with the water without a trace of tears, and the wine is worry-free at the pot." ", referring to Xue Yinghua, the god of war of his country.

Xue Yinghua held the last military flag of the country and stood straight above the city gate of the country.

"Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!" Xue Yinghua, the god of war, shouted.

After all, the fist is afraid of being young and strong, the feet are afraid of femininity, and the old-timers of the god of war who are invincible with two fists and four hands are exhausted and die.

"Don't!" Xue Jianing cried out on her knees.

As a woman, she Xue Jianing was not qualified to go to the battlefield, but she did not abandon her martial arts practice.

As the granddaughter of Xue Yinghua, the god of war of the Kingdom of Fish, Xue Jianing has been going deep into Jane, and no one knows what her kendo cultivation is.

"Fu Huanjing, are you satisfied?" Xue Jianing asked the Tianya Ink Artist beside him who could have saved the country from dire straits.

"Miss Xue, it doesn't matter, I'm here to stop you from killing you. Fu Huanjing pointed at the sword qi to seal Xue Jianing's Linghui acupoint and said.

"Fu Huanjing, do you really think that in this way, you can let the 100,000 iron horsemen of the Qiancheng Raincoat Country under the city live?"

"Miss Xue, could it be that you have entered the Finger Xuan Realm?" Fu Huanjing said in shock.

"Grandpa, granddaughter, I have entered the land immortals. Sword Immortal Xue Jia stared at the corpse of his grandfather Xue Yinghua, and traveled out of his body.

Xue Jianing, a land immortal covered in glow, his body was as huge as the Fangcun Mountain in the Illusory Realm, and he threw Fu Huanjing, the world's end ink artist beside him, away with one hand, thousands of miles away.

Previously, the land immortal Xue Jianing did not use the sword against the 100,000 iron under her feet, and no one knew what she was waiting for.

Only Fu Huanjing knows, and only he can save the 100,000 iron horsemen of the Qiancheng raincoat country. Her land immortal Xue Jia condensed the yin god out of her body, traveled far away to the Jiaolong Mystery Cave, and ingested the last wisp of dragon yuan true qi in the human world.

After all, it was still a step too late, and when Fu Huanjing, the world's end ink artist, held the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in his hand, drove himself to shrink the earth talisman in the dust-free bag, and returned to the eyes of the land immortal Xue Jianing, the 100,000 iron horsemen had already become a pile of white bones.

Xue Jianing, a land immortal who incarnated into the shape of an ordinary person, picked up the corpse of his grandfather Xue Yinghua and dissipated in front of the unwilling Fu Huanjing.

Fu Huanjing not only grieved the instantaneous death of 100,000 iron horsemen in the Qiancheng raincoat country, but also regretted that there was another female sword immortal in this human world, a land immortal in the true sense.

That's it! He Fu Huanjing still continued, and he could be the protector of Zixuanyang with peace of mind!

Speaking of the poem that the four of them talked about one after another, "The mud splashes with the water without a trace of tears, and the wine is free to put in the pot." This still needs to be studied in depth the career of Xue Yinghua, the god of war of the Kingdom of Fish.

When he was young, Xue Yinghua, the god of war who is now brilliant, is just a little horseman child.

The so-called "mud splashes with water without a trace" refers to Xue Yinghua's long-term companionship with horses, holding a horse whip all day long, and after whipping millions of times, the whip method is like a god.

In the country, everyone knows that he Xue Yinghua holds a horse whip and he is a horse rider. If you go deep into the temple, he Xue Yinghua is the whip and blade of the emperor of the country, and the horse rider will no longer be his Xue Yinghua, but the person in charge of the country.

Rong Ma has been fighting on the battlefield for more than 30 years, and none of his Xue Yinghua can guarantee that he will come back alive.

However, as soon as Xue Yinghua remembered his good granddaughter Xue Jianing, she was still waiting for him to return triumphantly and eat his best stir-fried vegetables!

It's also strange to say, when she Xue Jianing has been in the land immortal for a long time, why didn't she give her advice on her grandfather Xue Yinghua's kendo cultivation?

This is the reason for the next sentence, "The wine can be placed in the pot without worry"!

Xue Yinghua, the god of war, knows very much that now that he has made brilliant achievements, he has already achieved great achievements!

Xue Yinghua, who is drunk every day, wants to let the so-called emperor in power of his country see that he is a person with no great ambitions, and there is no need to beware of plots.

After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and the emperor of the kingdom still attacked his god of war Xue Yinghua, and persuaded him for more than a year of chronic Gu poison and wine.

"Is he so intolerant of me? Do I have to die?" Xue Yinghua sobbed as she clenched her granddaughter Xue Jianing's hand.

Although Xue Jianing was young at that time, she was very sensible and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her grandfather.

A sentence that people are worry-free, it's just a lie about his Xue Yinghua's self-deception.

After all, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and the more troubles and sorrows.

He Xue Yinghua is not alone, there are nearly 100 people in his general's mansion, and he can't make a mistake in one step.

One day, the emperor of the country summoned Xue Yinghua, the god of war who avoided him under the pretext of military affairs all day long, and had a heart-to-heart conversation with him for a night.

"Old General, do you say that you are already indispensable to me?" asked the young emperor in his twenties.

"Maybe!" Xue Yinghua said noncommittally.

"Then the old general, you think too much, without you, it is very important to the widow. The young emperor smiled as he did.

This smile, laughing at him, Xue Yinghua panicked, after all, it is difficult for one mountain to accommodate two tigers, and it is difficult for one minister to serve two masters.

Xue Yinghua, who returned to the general's mansion without the master, saw her granddaughter Xue Jianing running towards her, and kept saying that she was hungry and wanted to eat her grandfather's best meal.

In the face of her loved ones, Xue Yinghua, whose heart was like a knife, still squeezed out a smile and promised her granddaughter to go to the fire to cook immediately.

Xue Jianing, the land immortal who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly appeared in front of the puppet king of the kingdom, scaring him to death.

The puppet king knew that he had not treated the veteran well, and that he was to blame for his own actions, so he closed his eyes and went to his death.

Grandfather Xue Yinghua once said before his death that she Xue Jianing was not allowed to slash the emperor. Otherwise, his god of war Xue Yinghua would die without turning a blind eye, and he would be ashamed of the ancestors of the Xue family.

The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die!

A wooden sword appeared out of thin air in the hand of a jailer for no apparent reason, and stabbed straight into the puppet king's chest with all his might.

With a scream of pain, the last member of the royal family of the country also died and dissipated.

There is a shortage of people in the underworld, and the sword is coming!

That's all it takes, the veteran doesn't die, and he hedges the moose.

The land immortal Xue Jia Ning Yin God dispersed, and she went to the Netherworld Mansion for a moment later than her physical body.

The ghost queen was a little jealous of Xue Jianing's beauty, so she ordered her to guard the eight hundred miles of Huangquan Sand Sea, and did not allow the Netherworld Ghost Emperor to disturb and visit.

In the end, the world is full of green lights, and the green mountain cats are evil.

Within the four corners of the human world, many people rumored that after the great god Pangu opened the world, he left a green lantern alone in the world.

Over time, the light of the blue lamp was unknown, and the wick disappeared from the lamppost.

Soon after, some people said that the twisted wick turned into a green cat's wings, which went to the world.

The three words "evil hearts" are not groundless, but are recorded in the secret records of folk filth.

According to the fragment of the chapter, Qingshan Maoyi once incarnated as a scholar who was rushing to take the exam, and fell in love with a daughter who was a foreigner, but did not have a lover and finally became a family.

It is rumored that it was a local snake bully who interfered with it and secretly harmed Aoyama Cat Wing to satisfy his only son's unreasonable demands.

As for the green mountain cat wings later, did they slaughter the bully's family of 50 people at night? Did they resurrect the daughter of the extra-member? No one knows.

However, as a cultivator who has traveled through the galaxy over the years, Fu Huanjing knows very well that the best friend Fence Moose next to Zi Xuanyang now is an incarnation phantom of Qingshan Cat Wing.

To say that the two are close friends and relatives is not so accurate and pragmatic. After all, the moose is always in front of Zi Xuanyang, calling himself a disciple.

Without Zi Xuanyang by his side, the hedge began to act recklessly, like a wild horse that had escaped from the leash, and no one could tame it.

Fu Huanjing was already reluctant to get into trouble, and this time he was even more reluctant to use his sword, thinking that he Zi Xuanyang must be responsible for his words and deeds, although the consequences were very serious.

At this point, the world is full of green lights, and the green mountain cat wings are evil. It should also be the fence of his wanton behavior, although the four did not say it explicitly.

There is no need to ask too much about the cause of the incident, and there is no need to speculate too much. After all, there is also a mood healing doctor, a wise master, and it is impossible for him to go to heaven if he arbitrarily fences him.

"Master, I dreamed back to the past at midnight, naively thinking that I had already let go of that bad relationship. However, the moment I saw her again, I couldn't sleep anymore. I remember one day, on the couch, I heard an old beggar beside the burrow, already cleaning the sleeping place and preparing to sleep. I also heard the old candidate snoring loudly again in the room on the other side. At this moment, I silently feel the tranquility and peace of the world in all directions. When I was about to go to sleep, I suddenly remembered that my daughter was still in the house day and night, waiting for my gold list to return to marry her, and I suddenly burst into tears. Have I really forgotten the dreams of my youth, the pursuits I once had, and all of this? A baby waiting to be fed, a tepid janitorial position, and a fairy family that I don't know how to maintain all day long. When I'm older, I'm really worried and sorrowful, and I can't be happy when I have the old and the young. I feel more and more that my whole life has been ruined by myself, so cruelly and mercilessly. I don't even know how to find my true self, it's so sad!" said the moose in tears.

"You said you dreamed of her, and you were very sweet to each other in your dream. She lies flat on the bed, and she listens very attentively as you talk incessantly. Sometimes, she laughed and bared her teeth, and you said that women should not laugh so loudly, it is a loss of identity. She asked you, do you hate her like this? You replied very shyly, "No, you like her." She laughs again because that's how you like her. "The wise master began to dig a pit and coax the fence.

"Master, one day, I suddenly woke up from a dream. I couldn't tell between dreams and reality, everything around me was dark. I don't know where I am, if I'm in a place without her, and I'll never see her again. The moose was very confused.

Do you know that in three days, it will be the auspicious day of her marriage. Maybe you'll never have a chance to repay the debt you owed her in the first place. Maybe you're back to her again, and she's too old to speak. When you call her affectionately, she is still a little familiar. When you hold her hand tightly, you don't want to let go for a long time, regretting not being at the beginning. At that time, you will realize that in that dream, you seem to have said a lot, and you seem to know that you will miss it, so you are speechless. The Wise Master sighed.

"Master, I feel very uncomfortable, the kind of discomfort that can cry out all at once. That day, I probably cried for a while, then got up and drank another jug. So, I went back to bed and fell asleep, and went back to the dream, as if it were very subtly connected to the previous dream. I dreamed that I was going to take a horse-drawn carriage and go to Beijing to take the exam. After traveling to Kyoto, I passed by someone I had met a long, long time ago, and finally found him in his busy place. Then, I found that he didn't have time at all, so he went home to study poetry and books, but spent his money all day long, lingering in Fireworks Willow Lane. Then, I remembered that he also wrote me a secret letter, which roughly meant that he had organized an activity of his own accord, and I remember that it seemed to be a spring outing. When we arrived at our destination, we didn't know that all the villagers in that mountain village had traditional habits that were not humane. Before we could get out of the village, some of the young villagers beat him to death in the village. I got away with it, coaxing myself that nothing had happened, trying to make myself forget about it all. The moose suddenly said in a cold sweat in fear and panic.

"Forget what you can forget, forget about it! Think about the two choices you always have before you get up every day. Either stay bedridden and have your unfinished dreams. Or pull the mattress away violently and complete your unfulfilled dreams. "The Wise Master has finally returned to the right path.

"Master, in my dream I have returned to the old house in my hometown, and I am scratching my ears and cheeks to solve a verse of the ancients. The amiable mother on the side has been chattering about the trivial things of life, blaming her father for being honest and honest. My father, who was making tea over there, came over with tea and water for me, who was studying hard for the cold window. Looking back, that's the life I wanted to live, plain and happy. Fence Moose sighed.

Take dreams as horses and live up to the glory.

The wise master here is addicted to chatting with the arbitrary fence moose, and it seems that it can't be over for a while, so Fu Huanjing went to the world where Zixuanyang was.

Shang Miao and Qin Yan, this pair of masters and apprentices who are very out of tune, did not give up looking for Zixuanyang.

So, the cadres of Zhenglu Palace, as Zi Xuanyang's closest relatives, why didn't they see any movement in their search for their lost relatives?

In this regard, Zi Xuanyang leaves tears every night, orphan?

That's all he said, wanton fence, backfired.

"Probably she had a dream in which she left with a letter of resignation, the one she had never liked. Suddenly, one day, there was a Xiucai who had admired her for a long time, and he expressed his affection for her for many years, and his words were particularly touching. After hearing this, she was very entangled, afraid that she would be sorry for the one she left at the right time. Then, under the persuasion of that Xiucai, she finally wrote a marriage contract with him. Approaching the day of her wedding, she still rode her horse and galloped. She really didn't love that amorous talent at all, and she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with him. God knows how miserable she would have if she hadn't married someone she loved?" said the Wise Master.

The most intimate thing is not to give gifts, but to share.

Zi Lingfeng of Zhenglu Palace naturally knew about it, but Shang Yingyan of Zhengyang Palace didn't know about it.

Although there is a feud between Zhenglu Palace and Zhengyang Palace, this does not prevent the two from grinding their ears and temples.

After walking by, I still missed it after all, Zi Xuanyang was very unwilling!

Where the aura of the illusory world gathers, there is a towering Fangcun Mountain. Because it is surrounded by thousands of spiritual energy, it is like an immortal cave mansion.

As for the Illusory Realm, it is a new world outside the Five Realms of Humans, Demons, Demons, Immortals, and Gods. There are countless people who practice and enlighten the Tao with different levels of spiritual power, and most of them each ride their own five-line spirit beasts, performing chivalrous battles in the rivers and lakes and martial arts, and supporting the righteous path in the temple and court. However, there are also some Taoist friends among them, who never ask about any mundane things in the fantasy world. They only care about their own enlightenment and cultivation for the rest of their lives, in order to one day, they can fly to the free fairy world by virtue of the luck they have accumulated through countless hardships.

The vast number of beings in the Illusory Realm are called phantoms by the other five realms. However, they themselves knew that the phantom spirit was referring to the spiritual bones, which was the foundation of their cultivation.

According to the different spiritual bodies and bones of the Illusory Realm, as well as the strength of the spiritual power stored in their own bodies, they are ranked as Qianling, Zhenling, Kanling, Genling, Kunling, Xunling, Liling, and Duiling in order from strong to weak. Above these eight spirits is the Spirit Venerable Walker, who lives in the Valhalla on the top of Fangcun Mountain.

The five-series spirit beast mounts of the Illusory Realm Enlightened Cultivators are sorted into gold-based spirit beasts, wood-based spirit beasts, water-type spirit beasts, fire-type spirit beasts, and earth-type spirit beasts according to the amount of spiritual energy stored in each of them.

The spiritual power of all the phantom spirits in the illusory world originated from the mist-shrouded Fangcun Mountain. The powerful aura that overflowed from it gave birth to countless spiritual bones. Streams of spiritual energy attach to the flesh and skin of enlightened practitioners, helping them build a solid foundation for cultivating enlightenment, and cultivating a stronger and stronger spiritual body backbone.

That Fangcun Mountain is towering into the sky, and for thousands of years, no one in the Illusory World has ever climbed to the top of its peak. As for the square inch, it is because the square inch mountain is divided into two parts, namely the square ring and the inch mountain.

Although the Valhalla of the Illusory Realm is located at the top of Fangcun Mountain, it is not the highest peak of Fangcun Mountain, and there are still forbidden secret rooms to be found outside the enchantment.

The square ring, like a square and neat rice field, was shoveled up by a huge force and a spatula, and was connected together to form a huge rectangular ring. The square ring is divided into nine palaces, according to the size of the wealth and power between them, in order of Zhengyang Palace, Shangjia Palace, Yuedun Palace, Qin Li Palace, Huang Zhong Palace, Furan Palace, Concubine Palace, Mi'e Palace, Henglu Palace.

Cunshan, like an ink pen that doesn't know how long it is, stands straight between the world and the world. In the waist of Cun Mountain, there is a Genting Villa, and there is a person with outstanding spiritual power who has created a famous Genting Sword School here.

Because the cultivators and enlightened people in the fantasy world often come to Genting Mountain Villa to enlighten and participate in Zen, the incense in the Genting Sword Sect is extremely prosperous.

Besides, between this ring and the mountain, relying on the aura pontoon bridges connected to each other, the scenery is infinitely beautiful.

As for the surroundings of Fangcun Mountain, the southeast direction is the low and barren Luoxian Slope, the northwest direction is the ghost and god sad Zhushen Peak, and the northeast direction is the rugged mountain road Thunder Cliff.

Although the appearance of the spiritual body bones in the illusion world is very different and the differences are very rare, they still have the distinction between high and low. The aristocratic phantoms of the illusory realm refer to those who have cultivated and enlightened in the Nine Palaces of the Square Ring and have their own surname mansions.

As for those muddy people in the illusory realm, they are a group of people who are scattered all over the bottom of the mountain with low spiritual cultivation.

At noon, there were a few fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls at the foot of Fangcun Mountain, riding their respective spirit beast mounts, chasing each other, playing and playing.

"Fu Huanjing, come here! Look at Young Master Ben's blue-eyed unicorn beast, let you kid open your eyes today!" Zhuge Yunjue rode on the back of the huge spirit beast to show off.

"Zhuge Yunjue, you are an earth-based spirit beast with a lower level of spiritual energy, I can't look down on it, master, I don't look down on it! Tonight, I will go, at the bottom of the extremely dangerous thunder cliff, I captured the nine-headed python of the middle level of spiritual energy and the fire type spirit beast with my bare hands. Fu Huanjing said disdainfully at the giant beast in front of him that lacked spiritual energy.

"Hey, hey, everyone, come and take a look! I think that the young master of the Fu Huan family, who was invincible back then, sees that the illusion world test that will be held every ten years is about to begin! He doesn't even have the necessary spirit beast mount for the competition, and he still has his face blowing cowhide here!" Murong Luanjie sneered.

"Fu Huanjing, I'm afraid you're making fun of a few of us! That fire-based spirit beast Tongtian Nine-headed Python is huge in size and fierce and abnormal. With your small body, I'm afraid it's not enough for it to fill the gaps between your teeth!" Zhuge Yunjue laughed heartily.

While everyone was talking and laughing, Murong Luanjie deliberately let her fire-based spirit beast Eight Desolation Purple Golden Phoenix kick that Fu Huanjing into the muddy puddle.

"Five Thunderbolts of the Burning Sky!"

Fu Huanjing, who was covered in muddy water, got up from the puddle and immediately made a small killing move against the fire-based spirit beast.

How can he Fu Huanjing, his natal porcelain has already been broken, the bridge of immortality is broken, and the marriage line is dead. Now this little killing move can't hurt that fire spirit beast in the slightest. On the contrary, several brocade-clothed young men around him ridiculed and ridiculed him even louder for his self-indulgent behavior.

"Haha! Fu Huanjing, do you want to laugh to death Young Master Ben?" Shangguan Feiyu rode his Four Seas Broken Lion and turned back and forth with a smile.

Fu Huanjing, who looked like a "mud monkey", had long been accustomed to the cynicism of the brocade-clothed young men around him! On the day their Fu Huan family fell, he had already prepared for the worst, and he would not cause trouble for the Murong family again.

But today, it was she Murong Luanjie who took the initiative to provoke herself, and this evil breath in Fu Huanjing's heart was naturally difficult to swallow. Seeing that he couldn't fight against Murong Luanjie, he threw the muddy water on his body at her.

As the only daughter of Murong Bo, the Great Elder of the Illusory Realm, Murong Luanjie whispered a spiritual power mantra in her mouth, allowing the fire-type spirit beast to spread its wings, shield itself from muddy water, and bounce back to Fu Huanjing's body.

Seeing that Fu Huanjing was so humiliated by himself, Murong Luanjie grimaced at him and laughed at his indiscretion.

"Let's go, Senior Sister Luan Jie, don't be like this muddy person, you will lose our identity as a nobleman in the illusory world. Senior Brother Yuwen Fuze rode the fire spirit beast Six Realms Floating Dust Jiao and persuaded him.

"What kind of fantasy realm aristocratic identity, bullshit! Master, I Fu Huanjing, I used to be a fantasy realm nobleman, but now I have also become a muddy subordinate! Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi. Let's ride a donkey and read the record book, and we'll see!" Fu Huanjing slapped the muddy water on his body and muttered to the air.

At this point, everyone has a moment of glory, don't take a moment as a permanent.