Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Immortal Dream Goes Without a Trace
"The world is a big dream, and life is cool several times. ”
"Looking at the wind and clouds, flashy and dreamy, I have been living for several years, but I didn't expect to almost die in the depths of this canyon. ”
Jiang Bufan sighed, looking at the rushing river in front of him, looking at this fairyland-like place, it was very unreal, but it was within reach, just like the impermanence of life, this big ups and downs were too fast, like a dream, which made him unbelievable.
"Boss, I think the demonic aura in you is really too strong, just like an ancient demon cultivator. On the way back, Xiaobai looked at Jiang Bufan.
"And boss, have you noticed that you seem to have a looming demon text on your body?"
"It's like your eyes are flashing with demon texts?"
"Boss, you're not going to be taken away by demons, are you?"
Xiaobai jumped up, away from Jiang Bufan, lowered his fat and fat dog head, and looked at Jiang Bufan carefully.
"Take away a fart, Lao Tzu is still your Lao Tzu, your uncle is still your uncle!" Jiang Bufan said angrily.
But he himself also noticed the abnormality, and he could clearly feel whether there was some kind of mutation in his body, and there was still a strong masculinity between his flesh before, but now it has become gloomy and demonic.
Jiang Bufan clenched his fists, with a crisp sound, like thunder, looking at his arms, he was more powerful and tenacious than before, and his whole body seemed to be sublimated.
"Could it be that it was a blessing in disguise, and the demonic qi tempered the flesh again?" Jiang Bufan was also thinking, but no matter what, he couldn't figure out the reason, all this happened too strangely, too suddenly, and he was caught off guard.
"Forget it, it's useless to think too much, since it can strengthen the body, it will naturally be fine for me. Jiang Bufan didn't think about it anymore, he didn't want to make himself more troubled.
"Hey, I've finally come back. The moment Jiang Bufan returned to the canyon, he felt that his whole person was relaxed.
"No matter how good it is outside, I think it's best to sleep next to the holy fruit. Even Xiaobai ran to the side of the holy tree, gnawed a fruit under his paws, and then fell asleep with his head upside down, obviously he was also nervous and too tired during this time.
"Let's see if this holy fruit can remove the demonic energy from my body. Jiang Bufan also came to the holy tree, picked the peach, and ate it.
"Won't it?"
After Jiang Bufan ate the peach, he was stunned to find that the demonic qi in his body had not decreased, but had increased again, which made him startled.
"Could it be that these demonic qi have been integrated with my body?" Jiang Bufan frowned, it was really a little difficult to accept, he was a good human being, but he had a demonic spirit, and he was not a demon or a demon.
"I can't get rid of it!"
Jiang Bufan ate an apricot-shaped fruit this time, and he wanted to try the special abilities of other holy fruits, but it still only made the demonic qi in his body more and more vigorous, and he didn't dare to continue eating it.
On the contrary, his body that he felt was about to be broken before has been repaired, and his skin is as clear as jade, flowing with a trace of luster, but what makes him speechless is that every inch of skin, every inch of flesh and blood contains demonic energy, and even he found the demon text that Xiaobai said, but it loomed and hid in his body.
"That's it, if it comes, it will be safe. Jiang Bufan is also an open-minded person, he never thinks much about things that can't be figured out or solved.
"I'm so tired, I need to get some sleep. Jiang Bufan looked at the huge bluestone in the lake and lay down.
While falling asleep, Jiang Bufan had a very peculiar dream.
Nori, he seemed to have returned to the earth, and he also saw himself walking in the air.
In an instant, I came to a magical place, where a hundred flowers bloomed, colorful, full of flowers, and the fragrance was intoxicating.
Here hundreds of veins converge, the dragon veins are steaming, the aura is rich, gathering into a fog, the fog condenses water, and the white mist curls, just like a fairyland.
It can be said that there is abundant spiritual energy here, even if you breathe a breath, your spiritual power can be greatly increased, and it is full of demonic power, which is a rare place for cultivation.
This place is only known as the immortal, not stained with dust, not provoking the vulgar, is the palace of the fairy, which makes people nostalgic.
The fairy mist is misty and does not see the truth, and the four seasons are full of beauty.
A hundred flowers compete for the slurry, a song of phoenix singing ancient and modern.
For a while, Jiang Bufan lost his mind, and the scene in front of him was just like what he thought in his dreams and what his heart wanted.
The sound of the piano is melodious, straight to the heart, and the soul is empty, so pleasant.
Jiang Bufan walked among the flowers, the body and mind were happy, the soul was relaxed, and he had never been at ease, peaceful, and his mood was full of feelings, and he knew that he had no worries.
Suddenly, with the melodious and beautiful sound of the piano, Jiang Bufan found a person playing the piano in a hundred flowers and a pavilion in the palace.
This is a woman, through the veil, unable to see her face clearly, dressed in green clothes fluttering, like a fairy in flowers, intuition tells him that this is an extremely beautiful woman.
Even her hair is shining, her eyes are bright, her skin is like snow, and her whole person is ethereal like a fairy.
Jiang Bufan took a deep breath, the aroma was charming, making him reminisce, I don't know if it was the fragrance of the flowers, or the strange fragrance from this girl's body.
The woman did not stop stroking the piano because of Jiang Bufan's arrival, but became more and more elegant, moving with the sound of the piano, and every note became vivid and flexible.
The piano is the voice of the heart, which can go straight to the heart and penetrate into his heart.
The sound of the piano is soft, like flowing water, and the sound of the piano is calming, as if you are in nature, feel the gentle breeze, and enjoy the pleasant sound brought by the stream.
The sound of the piano gradually stopped, and the woman got up and looked at Jiang Bufan calmly, without any words.
Jiang Bufan was a little uncomfortable being stared at by the woman, so he said: "The girl's piano sound is very beautiful, don't blame me if I strayed into this place." ”
"It's like a dream, it's true or false, it's true when it's true, it's true and it's false, and there's nowhere and there's nothing. The woman whispered.
The woman's voice is like a heavenly sound, like water like a song, clear and beautiful, making people in a trance, like a hollow valley orchid, soft and soft, sweet as soaked in honey, making people feel comfortable, relaxed, lingering, and not feeling it for a long time.
"What does Childe think of the qin, how about the flowers, and how about me?" Suddenly, the woman approached Jiang Bufan, close to his cheek, and her mouth was like a fragrant mouth, and such close contact made his heart beat faster.
The woman put her hands on Jiang Bufan's shoulders, her anger was as weak as an orchid, which made Jiang Bufan's face blush, and the abrupt change in the painting style made him difficult to accept for a while, especially on the woman, that kind of calm smile, that kind of calm and calm after the wind passed, Jiang Bufan was fascinated for a while.
"Hundred Flowers Valley, the first time we met, yesterday the mountains were dark, and when I came, I was dressed in clouds. ”
Seeing that the woman's veil was lightly falling, Jiang Bufan didn't have time to appreciate her troubled appearance, only to see the woman kissing him on the lips.
Jiang Bufan's whole body was soft, and the fragrance on the woman's body made him confused and made him forgetful.