Section 6 Silver filaments travel through the nine shadows and the shadow of the big dream disturbs people's sorrows
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When he looked up at the slightly glowing sky, he seemed to smile a little. It was just a night of contemplation, and it couldn't hide the tiredness and sleepiness. Even if it was the Heavenly Emperor of the dignified Demon Clan, at this moment, his upper and lower eyelids were involuntarily fighting.
It seems that he is really a little tired, Mu Ran yawned lightly, and was about to stretch his waist and move his muscles, but suddenly his brows furrowed tightly.
A little cold light that is difficult to see with the naked eye, from the bottom up, gently slid towards the weak point of Mu Ran's throat, if it was really touched, the immortal would not escape death.
Unfortunately, Mu Ran gently moved a step back, avoiding this fatal blow by a fraction of a margin.
was assassinated and attacked, but Mu Ran didn't seem so angry, and there was only a helpless expression on his face. I only heard him sigh and say, "Come out, Jiuyou, I know it's you." ”
Brush!
In the shadow of the woods, a figure slowly appeared, with an iron mask and a white robe, but it looked extraordinary, but the sneak attack before would always make people feel a sense of staying away.
With the faint light that had just appeared in the sky, he could barely see the other party's side, and the sharp silver filaments that were floating around him seemed to be blocking the approach of foreign objects.
The white robe, but exuding an abyss-like aura, like a nightmare, seems to devour people, but it also makes people fascinated, fascinated by it, and can't extricate themselves.
The sixth layer of reincarnation prison master, the third disciple of the reincarnation ancestor, the nine shadows.
"Shhhh Mu Ran gestured and signaled Jiuyou not to make too much noise, so as not to disturb the red boy who was resting.
Glancing at the red boy who was sleeping there, Jiuyou nodded, indicating that he knew what to do.
"Speaking of which, this emperor doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, and you are also known to the Rakshasa of the Reincarnation Sect, I don't know why Your Excellency is following me?" Mu Ran touched his chin for no reason, and said with a smile: "It seems that since Bendi said goodbye to that old man, Your Excellency has begun to appear, if you really think that in so many days, Bendi has not made any progress at all, then it is a big mistake." ”
Ignoring the ridicule in Mu Ran's words, Jiuyou, who was broken, was neither angry nor annoyed, but his tone was not very good, and his voice was quite hoarse, "Indeed, there is no dispute between us, this child is the nephew of Senior Brother Rakshasa, and I am relieved to have you watching from the side." ”
"That's good, Red Boy is now the second disciple of Bendi, Bendi will naturally treat him well, your Excellency can rest assured. However, it seems that Your Excellency has missed a point. Mu Ran grabbed a leaf casually, put it in his hand and played with it, and said, "What I want to know is the purpose of Your Excellency's trip." ”
"Win me, you'll know. Before Jiuyou's words were finished, the whole person disappeared into this space. Under the big tree, it was empty, and there was no trace left.
Sandwiching the emerald green leaf between his fingers, Mu Ran smiled slightly, and said, "Interesting, interesting, it seems, progressive, it's really not me." ”
After speaking, he still stood leisurely in place, not ready to be vigilant, not worried or afraid, just waiting for the arrival of the opponent's offensive.
Gradually, the sky, which had been a little bright at first, suddenly darkened again, and dark clouds began to cover the sky. Immediately followed by an endless drizzle, bit by bit, falling on Mu Ran's body.
When he turned around, he found that the red boy beside him had long been unable to see clearly, and the surrounding area was completely shrouded in a thick fog, and with his eyesight, it was difficult to penetrate it.
This is, where?
Suddenly, Mu Ran would have such a doubt, as if everything he once remembered had been forgotten all at once.
was stunned, and Mu Ran realized that he was holding an umbrella in his hand, and he was surrounded by noisy and prosperous high-rise buildings.
The rows of high-rise buildings, the endless flow of pedestrians coming and going, everything seems to be yesterday, and it seems that I have always been in this city of my own, rather than running into a damn inexplicable time and space.
Although the air in the city seemed muddy, it was extremely friendly, which made Mu Ran feel ecstatic. Although, he didn't know why, he was able to suddenly return to his original world, but there was no doubt that he had returned.
A little surprised, but also a little happy, Mu Ran even found that the clothes he was wearing at the moment were not the previous strong clothes, but the most common shirts and suits in the modern city, in this city, it looked quite normal and not eye-catching at all.
It's right to think about it, if it's in a metropolis and still wearing ancient costumes, it's strange and different.
Directly leaving all the troubles behind, Mu Ran now just wants to find his home as soon as possible and then rush back. Although he was not sure where he was at the moment, there was no doubt that this was the country where he used to be.
kept hurrying step by step, finding different people to ask, but Mu Ran never thought that he would be able to reach this point with indifference. He, a big living person, is like a passer-by in this world, who can only watch, but cannot participate, cannot communicate, no one pays attention to his inquiries, and no one cares about his existence.
Is it true that you can only be an abandoned and forgotten person?
Suddenly, Mu Ran's mind flashed through the Buddhist scriptures he had read in his previous life. Although he was quite disdainful of the Buddhism in the desolate world, in his previous life, he was still worshiped and respected.
"Everything has a way, like a dream bubble. If dew is like electricity, it should be viewed as such. Mu Ran's mouth said softly, "Dream bubbles, dew, and electricity are all imaginary and unreal, cause and harmony, fate and fate, and fleeting, which is very appropriate to metaphor all the causes and conditions in the world." The so-called sexual emptiness is dependent on the origination, and the dependent arising voidness is like this. ”
"Dream bubble, dream bubble, all this is just a dream. Dreams, how can you stop me from obsessing on the way home? Give me, wake up!" Mu Ran shouted, but saw the sound waves spreading layer after layer, seemingly filling the entire world.
Click, click!
The sound of breaking kept coming, but this illusory dream world was shattering little by little, and gradually, it tended to be nothing, revealing the original face between the mountains and forests.
Mountains are still mountains, water is still water.
Jiuyou, who had just disappeared, knelt on the ground at the moment, panting slightly, and seemed to be a little out of strength, and Mu Ran, who was originally in a trance, also returned to normal at this moment, and the clothes on his body also returned to his original strong clothes.
"Such a dream, you can actually control a person's dream, yes, yes, it's terrible. It seemed that there were some palpitations and some heartfelt admiration, Mu Ran said. It's just that at this moment, there is already a cold sweat behind his back, and he has been in that dream for a long time, if the other party wants to kill him, I am afraid that it will only be easy.