"Father," a mournful cry came from a distance, Zeng Bufan heard the prestige, it was Xia Xueqing, at this time her face was full of sadness, tears flowed out of those moving eyes, she ran over, and shouted sadly, "Father, what's wrong with you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Xia Xueqing's eyes were hazy with tears, and everything around her became blurry, but she still saw the majestic man not far away, saw him sitting cross-legged, saw him bow his head slightly, and saw that a trace of smile on the corner of his mouth never dissipated. It was his father, who had always doted on him.

Xia Xueqing ran to the side of the King of Peaceful Rebellion and knelt down. Xia Qingfeng took the initiative to get out of the way and let Xia Xueqing hold the King of Pingchao, because he was a man, and he knew that her sister needed to cry more recklessly at this time, so he handed over his father's majestic body to Xia Xueqing, and he wanted to do one more thing at this time, that is, to kill the King of Taiping and avenge his father.

"Father," Xia Xueqing cried uncontrollably, crying so unscrupulously, the four fields were silent, only the crying remained, this sad voice infected everyone around, especially those subordinates of the King of Peace, and some people were secretly sobbing.

Xia Xueqing hugged her father, as if she remembered that when she was a child, her father's body was also so majestic, she was held in her father's arms, and she could feel the warmth of her father's embrace. However, now she didn't feel anything, only a cold, she had a thought in her heart to tell her that this great man was dead, but she didn't want to believe it, she shook the body of the king of peace vigorously, anxiously and with a glimmer of hope shouted: "Father, don't scare me, you just fell asleep, you must be playing with me, you wake up quickly, don't scare Qing'er, Qing'er is not playing, it's not fun at all, wake up quickly, please wake up quickly." She shouted to the back and was completely hysterical.

Zeng Bufan looked at her like this, and felt a little unbearable, he went up and patted Xia Xueqing's shoulder: "The prince is gone, you have to mourn and take care of yourself, I think if the prince doesn't want to see you like this." ”

At this time, Xia Xueqing had already lost her mind, she shook her shoulders vigorously, shook off Zeng Bufan's hand, and then looked at King Taiping with red eyes, pointed at him and shouted: "It's you, it was you who killed my father, I want to avenge him." As he spoke, he pulled out the Chongxiao Sword in Zeng Bufan's hand with lightning speed and rushed towards the King of Taiping.

"Ah~~" Xia Xueqing yelled as she rushed, as if yelling could lend her infinite strength to help him kill the enemy in front of him.

King Taiping just glanced at Xia Xueqing lightly, and didn't make any moves.

Zeng Bufan thought that Xia Xueqing would definitely not be able to hurt him with the skills of the Taiping King, but when the heavy sky in Xia Xueqing's hand was about to stab the Taiping King's chest, the Taiping King closed his eyes lightly, and Zeng Bufan saw a trace of relief in his eyes.

Yes, if there is any deep hatred and hatred, the princes can still live in their hearts, but he already knows the truth, it is still his beloved brother, and he has always loved his brother, Zeng Bufan seems to be able to understand King Taiping.

However, understanding is understanding, the Taiping King can't die, if the Taiping King dies, the world will still be chaotic, in the chaotic times, how can the people survive, so the Taiping King can't die, this is also the idea of the Taiping King on his deathbed.

said that it was too late, it was fast, and Zeng Bufan had this point, so he burst out with all his strength and vowed to save the Taiping King.

"Huh," Zeng Bufan was like an arrow off the string, instantly reaching the side of the King of Pingchao, "Drink," Zeng Bufan pushed the King of Taiping away with a strong palm, and the force of the rebound caused him to crash into the tip of the Chongxiao Sword.

"Poof" is like cutting tofu with a knife, the Chongxiao Sword penetrated Zeng Bufan without resistance, and the surrounding was as quiet as death, and the Taiping King was also difficult to look at Zeng Bufan confidently, and Xia Xueqing was even more shocked.

Zeng Bufan looked down at the blade that came out of his chest, the sword body was still blue, and there was no blood, he twitched, and felt a sense of dizziness coming, and at the moment before he lost consciousness, Zeng Bufan only had time to laugh at himself in his heart: "I didn't expect that I actually died under my own sword." ”

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"Hmm" snorted, Zeng Bufan tried to open his eyelids, but he still felt that his head was heavy, as if it was filled with molten iron. He tried his best to look around, "Why is it so familiar, isn't this my house?" Zeng Bufan quickly reached out and touched his chest, he clearly remembered that he was killed by the Chongxiao Sword through his chest, and at this time he found that although his chest hurt a little, there was no wound at all.

Just when Zeng Bufan was puzzled, Han Ling walked into the room with a basin of water.

"Mother," Zeng Bufan shouted, Han Ling was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly put down the basin in his hand, and said to Zeng Bufan: "Xiaofan, I know you are very confused, don't worry, I'll call your father over." With that, Han Ling trotted out.

Zeng Bufan was speechless, but he had to wait. But he couldn't do nothing, so he got up and washed with the water that Han Ling brought over, and then he felt a little better. Then he sat down cross-legged and quietly breathed, this is not in tune, I was shocked, there was no internal force in his body, it stands to reason that the internal force will run slowly when he is asleep, so even if the internal force is exhausted, he will recover three or four percent after sleeping, and Zeng Bufan's internal force in his body is now zero.

Subsequently, he found something even more painful, that is, without internal force as a start, he couldn't even run the Great Zhoutian, so he could only wait silently for Zeng Zhaolin to come and explain to him what was going on.

The wait was torturous, although Zeng Zhaolin pushed the door in soon after, Zeng Bufan felt that a few hours had passed.

"Xiaofan, how is it, how do you feel now, is there any discomfort. Zeng Zhaolin asked eagerly.

Zeng Bufan pinched his temples with his hand and shook his head: "It's not uncomfortable, it's just that my head is a little big, my chest hurts a little, and the rest is nothing." ”

"Hahaha" Zeng Zhaolin laughed when he heard it, "It's okay, dizziness is normal, as for some pain in your chest, this will naturally be said, you must have a stomach full of questions now, so you ask." ”

"Dad, whether all this I experienced was true or not, although it felt real, but the truth made me unable to believe it. Zeng Bufan asked, and then stared at Zeng Zhaolin with wide eyes, waiting for him to answer.

"Hmm~" Zeng Zhaolin sorted out his thoughts, and then said, "Let me tell you this, life is a flashy dream, you just had a long dream before." ”

"How is it possible," Zeng Bufan said in surprise, "I still remember what happened clearly, how could there be such a clear dream." ”

"Hehe," Zeng Zhaolin said with a smile: "Yes, if people dream under normal circumstances, it is naturally impossible to remember it so clearly, but what you have is not an ordinary dream." ”

"Oh?" Zeng Bufan became interested, "how not ordinary." ”

"But I still remember that I once told you," Zeng Zhaolin looked at Zeng Bufan and said, "about the five great artifacts in the legends of the rivers and lakes." ”

"Hmm. Zeng Bufan nodded, "At that time, you said that the Extreme Flame Cracked Golden Sword, one of the five artifacts, could be as big or small as you like, and it could be called a Ruyi Divine Weapon. ”

"Yes, the reason why the five artifacts can support the artifact," Zeng Zhaolin replied, "Naturally, they all have their magic. The Extreme Flame Cracked Golden Sword can be as big or small as you like, and it is an extremely powerful weapon. And now I'm going to talk about one of the five artifacts, a functional artifact, the Dream Crystal. ”

"Dream Crystal?" Zeng Bufan heard the name, and he already had a rough guess about its ability, "Could it be that it can make people enter the real dream realm, and be immersed in the scene, so as to achieve the effect of training." I vaguely remember the feeling of death, it was so real. ”

"That's right," Zeng Zhaolin's tone changed, "But that's not all, in addition to the realism you said, the real amazing ability of the Dream Crystal is that it can allow people to cultivate in the dream realm, and the best cultivation conditions can be achieved in the dream realm, that is to say, if you use the Dream Crystal to enter the dream, you can make a faster cultivation breakthrough in the dream realm." ”

"What's even more amazing is that the breakthrough in the dream realm will act on reality, that is to say, to what extent you have cultivated in your dreams, in fact, to what extent you have cultivated in reality. ”

"Huh?" Zeng Bufan was pleasantly surprised, "I have already opened up the eight veins of the Strange Meridian in my dream, so my current body has also opened up the eight veins of the Strange Meridian." Zeng Bufan was a little excited.

"Hmm. Zeng Zhaolin nodded, "However, there will be no perfect thing in the world, so the Dream Crystal still has some flaws." ”

"What a flaw. Zeng Bufan asked.

"Dream Crystal works for a month at most, and people will wake up naturally due to excessive mental exertion, and if people die in a dream, they will also wake up. Zeng Zhaolin glanced at Zeng Bufan, "It's still a few days away from a month, it seems that you died in a dream." ”

"Hehe," Zeng Bufan scratched his head, "I was killed by a divine sword piercing my chest, and now I think about it, I still panic." ”

"So there will be pain in your chest," Zeng Zhaolin, "in fact, it's not really injured, it's a kind of phantom pain caused by the impact on your spirit." I don't know much about this either, but one thing is for sure, you're fine. ”

"Could it be that there are still people who have experienced the dream crystal and had an accident after falling asleep. Zeng Bufan asked curiously.

"Alas~" Zeng Zhaolin sighed, "I just said that people will wake up naturally after a month of dreaming, but some dreams are too real to make people fall into them and find it difficult to extricate themselves, so this kind of person can't wake up for a month, and after a month, his spirit will be overdrawn and consumed, and when he finally wakes up, his spirit will be greatly damaged, even if he doesn't become an idiot, it will seriously affect the advancement of martial arts." ”

"That's right, Dad," Zeng Bufan said suddenly, "I suddenly found that my internal strength was gone." ”

"Gone?" Zeng Zhaolin was startled, and then immediately grabbed Zeng Bufan's vein, and sure enough, there was no trace of internal force fluctuations.

"How could it be?" Zeng Zhaolin sent the internal force into Zeng Bufan's body for a detailed investigation, and then found a strange thing, "So strange!"

"What did you find?" Zeng Bufan asked.

Zeng Zhaolin withdrew the internal force, and said with some surprise: "Your internal force is still there, but it can't last forever, I just probed your meridians with internal force, and found that as soon as the internal force in your body is generated, it is absorbed into the heart, and your heart is like a bottomless pit, which has been absorbing your internal force, so you can't feel the internal force now." ”

"Then what should I do, if my heart doesn't stop absorbing internal force, I will lose my martial arts. Zeng Bufan asked.

"That's not going to happen, just now my internal force probed your heart vein, and it was not absorbed, so I thought," Zeng Zhaolin paused, "Your heart only absorbs the internal force of the original nature, if you re-learn the internal power of another nature, it is estimated that it will not be absorbed, and you are now connected to the eight veins, and it will not take long to re-cultivate an internal skill to recover the peak." ”

"It seems that this is the only way. Zeng Bufan said helplessly.

But he didn't know that this was the beginning of his transformation.