Zhang Zhen quietly came to Yuhuan's palace. Although Yuhuan's body recovered as before, Zhang Zhen's thoughts day and night were all about Zhang Zhen. As the saying goes: His thoughts do not belong to Niwan Palace, but his love is firmly tied to Zhang Jun. Where the historical plane goes, it depends on Zhang Jun's thoughts.
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"God of Dreams, help me entrust my dream and Yuhuan." Zhang Zhen didn't know what to do, so he had to entrust his dream and Yuhuan to meet her in the dream...
"Yuhuan!" Zhang Zhen appeared in front of Yang Yuhuan.
"Sir, you finally came to see me." Yuhuan threw herself into Zhang Zhen's arms and cried loudly.
"Yuhuan, don't cry, it's me who has hurt you. In fact, I am just a dream for you. The dream will eventually wake up. When you wake up, you are still yourself, and you still have to live your own life." Zhang Zhen advised.
"Sir, I don't care whether it's reality or fantasy. In the world of life, it's better to love vigorously than to live without love." Yuhuan said firmly, hugging Zhang Zhen tightly with both hands.
"That way you will be very tired and miserable. I don't belong to this world. Naturally, I can't belong to you, and you can't belong to me. People must live in the present, only then will they be fulfilled and happy. If you live in an illusory dream, dreams will
The dream inside and outside is empty, and you wake up in pain, why bother?"
"Sir, don't persuade me! I only want to ask you one question, do you like me? Do you love me?" Yuhuan looked at Zhang Zhen lovingly and asked with hope.
"I won't lie to you. To be honest, I like you and admire you. But our relationship has no result, it is just a silent ending." Zhang Zhen said sincerely.
"As long as you like me and love me, that's enough for me! Thank you, Mr. Zhang! I like you so much and love you so much!" Yuhuan said movedly.
"Yuhuan, I know that you are proficient in music, good at singing and dancing, and good at playing the pipa. You are a rare musician and dancer. I will pass on my knowledge of music to you, including many famous songs."
Zhang Zhen passed on to Yuhuan all his knowledge of classical music and modern music, as well as famous pipa music, guzheng music, and qinxiao music, as well as the playing skills of guzheng, guqin, jade flute, and flute.
Song", "Nine Heavens Immortal Song".
"Sir, there is a lot of content. I like it so much. I will definitely study hard." Yuhuan said.
"Yuhuan, I'm going to play a piece of music called "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes", and you can dance for me to enjoy it." Zhang Zhen took out the jade flute and played it. Wow! What a beautiful melody! This music should only exist in heaven, how many times can you hear it in the world?
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Wonderful! Wonderful! The young master's blowing is so good! The jade ring can't help but dance, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to the earth, like Chang'e in the moon palace spreading her wide sleeves, her gait is light, graceful, and weak and boneless. The willows in the spring breeze, the waning moon in the morning breeze, Mengye
!No! Turn into a butterfly!
To be immersed in the music in Yuhuan and dance alone for you under the moon is a beautiful thing in life!
The song ends and the dance ends! The beauty is in his arms again! Fiery lips fall on Zhang Zhen's cheek like raindrops. Zhang Zhen is burning with passion, and he kisses back passionately, entangled with his tongue, intoxicated, and finally they fall in love.
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In the dream, Yuhuan and Zhang Zhen had been in love for a long time, and finally got their wish and fulfilled their dream.
"Yuhuan, I want to delete all the memories about me stored in your mind so that you can start a new life again." Zhang Zhen reluctantly said to Yuhuan.
"No! Never! Definitely not!" Yuhuan screamed, wailing, "Sir, you won't be so cruel, will you? Young master, please, don't delete it!"
"Yuhuan, you are just dreaming! Wake up!" Zhang Zhen murmured outside the dream. In the end, he did not delete Yuhuan's memory. He glanced at her silently, and Zhang Zhen left quietly.
Everything inside and outside the dream is just a dream, and when you wake up from the illusion, it is all in vain.
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"The bodhi tree has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust." The sound of a verse was heard in the distance, and the eminent monk who had attained enlightenment suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Zhen.
"Master, why are you here?" Zhang Zhen performed a Buddhist ritual and asked.
"Namo Amitabha! The poor monk came for the donor!" the eminent monk said with a smile.
"Master's title?" Zhang Zhen also asked with a smile.
"The poor monk Jianzhen! Amitabha." Master Jianzhen said.
"It turns out to be Master Jianzhen. I'm disrespectful!" Zhang Zhen bowed again, "I hope Master can tell you why you came here because of me?"
"Buddha is in the heart! There is nothing in the heart, so where is the dust! Donor, take care of yourself!" Master Jianzhen turned around and fluttered away, "There is nothing in the beginning, where is the dust! There is nothing in the beginning, where is the dust!
..." The voice gradually faded away.
There was nothing in the first place, so how could it cause dust? Zhang Zhen came to the historical plane, and stirred up dust. He was tainted with Buddhist cause and effect, and cause and effect cycle. Where there is a cause, there must be an effect. Zhang Zhen must end this earthly cause and effect.
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Back at Jun's Restaurant, Zhang Zhen entered the room and prepared to meditate and recover.
"Brother, you are finally back." Two strangers appeared in the room.
Zhang Zhen's face immediately became displeased, "Friend, if you broke into my room without permission, I'm afraid your behavior is not very bright."
"I'm sorry, brother, I'm here to apologize to you." Zhang Zhen felt that they were cultivators, but he didn't know which sect they were.
"Who are you? Why did you enter my room late at night?" Zhang Zhen said coldly.
"Poverty Daoist Emperor Xuan, this is my disciple Qingsong, we are Taoists in Kunlun Mountain." Emperor Xuan reported truthfully.
"It turns out they are two Taoist priests. Why are you looking for Zhang?" Zhang Zhen asked tiredly.
"We came here to ask a question, and we will leave after asking." Emperor Xuan said politely.
"What do you want to ask? Please." Zhang Zhen said calmly and calmly.
"Were you in Yongle some time ago?" Emperor Xuan asked.
Zhang Zhen nodded.
"There was a huge storm in Yongle County the night when you were put on death row, but what did you do? We know what the spiritual energy storm was." Xuan Tianzi stared at Zhang Zhen.
"Do you think I have that much ability?" Zhang Zhen smiled.
"You are not an ordinary person. Otherwise, how would you be able to freely come and go in the cell? If your guess is correct, you are the same kind of people as us, and we are also monks." Xuan Tianzi said with a smile.
"It's true that I did it. It was due to my breakthrough in cultivation." Zhang Zhen felt that there was no need to hide it, as everyone was of the same sect. He felt that Xuan Tianzi, master and disciple, had no ill intentions.
"So it's really like this! Taoism is friendly!" Xuan Tianzi said.
Zhang Zhen smiled and asked, "I wonder what my friend wants from me?"
"One day when fellow Taoist breaks through, there will be too much noise, and everyone will know about it. We are afraid that some evil people will break through, and then our integrity will be in danger."
Disciple, this will put us at ease." Emperor Xuan told the truth.
It turns out that one night while practicing in Yongle County's death row cell, there was indeed too much noise when a breakthrough was made, which aroused uneasiness among the monastic forces. If the guess is correct, the demonic forces may also be alert and may have sent out disciples.
Come out and find out.
Zhang Zhen laughed and said: "I am not a member of the devil's path, nor am I a treacherous person, so fellow Taoists can rest assured that I will not embarrass those who follow my path."
Xuan Tianzi said: "Fellow Taoist is a practitioner of the righteous way. Of course we believe you."
"Where is the monster? How dare you peek, why don't you get out!" Emperor Xuan shouted.
Zhang Zhen's figure flashed and appeared in the air of Jun's Restaurant, followed by Master Xuan Tianzi and his disciples.
"Xuan Tianzi, why are you yelling? Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!" A burly man came out, carrying a big ax on his shoulder, and flew out slowly and carelessly, followed by several people from the devil's path, carrying
Black iron rod, or blue steel sword.
"Mo Ba Lei, it turns out to be you. What are you doing here?" Xuan Tianzi said coldly.
"Whatever you come to do, I will do." Demon Tyrant Lei said gloomily.
"Please don't make any noise here and disturb others' rest. I advise you to leave. I want to rest." Zhang Zhen sneered.
"Boy, we are talking here and you don't have the right to speak. Go away! Wait a moment and then follow us back to the Demon Sect. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude." A disciple of the Demon Sect said.
Zhang Zhen said coldly: "Why are you so rude?"
"Hehehehe! Let your life be worse than death and try our magic sect's soul-searching method." Another demon sect disciple said with a sinister smile.
"Aren't you going to get out? Do you want me to ask you to get out?" Zhang Zhen said sternly, "Get out! The further away the better!"
"Boy, if you want to die, I will make it happen for you!" After saying this, his black palm was instantly stamped on Zhang Zhen's chest. The palm was obviously poisonous. It smelled fishy and would kill him if he touched it.
Zhang Zhen secretly hated the devil for being cruel, so he used the Lingbo Divine Step. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Zhen was in front of the devil. He used the Tianshan Liuyang Palm, each move was as fast as the other, forcing the devil to be in a hurry and exhausted to deal with it.
Zhang Zhen suddenly used his heavy hand and slashed the devil's hands hard with his knife. The devil's hands were immediately crippled. He couldn't use any strength and fell to the ground howling wildly.
Mo Ba Lei jumped out. On the surface, he looked burly, but in fact, the city was extremely deep and vicious. He said to Zhang Zhen: "Young man, how dare you seriously injure my demon disciple, you will die!" Mo Ba Lei waved his ax and struck Zhang Zhen.
The attack came, and the attack was fierce.
"I don't know! How dare you dare to challenge me in front of me with your late-stage cultivation of Xiao Jin Dan! You have the guts." Zhang Zhen laughed wildly and grabbed the ax with his palm. The movement seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. Countless palm shadows were shaking.
The human eye simply can't keep up.
That was the afterimage of Zhang Zhen's right hand. It was too late, but soon, Zhang Zhen grabbed the Demon Ba Thunder Ax with his right hand, and with a slight grab, the ax was in Zhang Zhen's hand and disappeared in an instant.
Xuan Tianzi, Mo Ba Lei’s eyes lit up, Zhang Zhen has a storage ring? There must be spiritual elixirs, spiritual stones and other treasures in the ring, and they must be taken. In the sect, only the leader and the Supreme Elder are the first level figures.
There is a storage ring, and the space is not large.
This kid in front of me has a storage ring, which is great! Mo Ba Lei lost his axe, but he was so happy that he forgot that he was almost killed by Miao just now. He shouted excitedly: "Everyone come together and capture this kid back to the sect.
Disappointed."
All the demon disciples rushed up and surrounded Zhang Zhen, "Boy, please come with us!"
"What if I don't..." Zhang Zhen's eyes coldly glanced at the demon disciples around him, "You are so overbearing and arrogant, don't blame me for being harsh!"...