In Dao Shisan's dream, through the shadow summoned by the Golden Dragon of National Fortune, Dao Shisan recognized the identity of that person, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. In this world, there was only the Emperor of Tang, and his every move affected the fate of the country.
Just as the shadow of Emperor Tang swung his sword, Dao Shisan felt that the luck in the body of the Golden Dragon of National Luck was directly missing.
In other words, it was not without cost for the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to improve his cultivation and kill Yunmeng with his sword. It consumed the fortune of the Tang Dynasty.
Except for Dao Shisan in the dream, no one else knew about this, not even the Emperor of Tang himself, who was blessed with national fortunes.
After Yun Mengze was poached, the fate of the Tang Dynasty was already damaged. If the Emperor of Tang swung this sword again, the fate of the Tang Dynasty would be even worse.
"No, no, if this continues, the Tang Dynasty will fall sooner or later."
Dao Shisan was anxious in his dream, but he had no choice. He wanted to remind Tang Huang, but he was trapped in the dream and could not get out. The shadow of Tang Huang in the dream could not sense Dao Shisan.
The Golden Dragon of National Fortune was a little excited. From the moment Emperor Tang waved his sword, it kept chanting and hovered in Dao Shisan's dream.
Below, Dao Shisan could clearly feel that as the dragon's body moved, a large amount of national luck was drawn out of the golden dragon's body and headed outside Yunmeng Ze.
When the emperor is angry, he sheds blood and floats on the oars, but this anger is not without price.
"Oh my god!" Dao Shisan's cry of pain sounded from the dream.
Golden light surged, Dao Shisan wanted to get close to the National Fortune Golden Dragon, but was shocked by it and flew out.
"Alas." With a sigh, Dao Shisan sat on the ground. Emperor Tang's sword was about to cut off, so Dao Shisan simply closed his eyes. He had tried his best, out of sight and out of mind.
"Why, I'm giving up now, but it suits your style very well." A light and elegant voice sounded.
Dao Shisan felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, so he opened his eyes. A woman in white appeared in Dao Shisan's dream, looking at Dao Shisan with a smile.
The woman is wearing a gauze dress with a plain waist wrapped around her waist. She is dignified yet elegant. Her face is fair but a little cold, which makes people inexplicably think of the snow that never melts on Kunlun.
Dao Shisan looked at the woman carefully, with doubts in his eyes.
"I've never seen you before, but why do I feel familiar with you?" Dao Shisan asked, feeling a little pain in his head.
"Are you sure you haven't seen me? I have appeared in your dreams many times. Who gave you the gourd, and who taught you how to draw the talisman." The woman in white said softly.
"Huh? Dao Thirteen?" A soft hum came from the woman's mouth.
Dao Shisan suddenly realized it and raised his hand to point at the woman: "You are Kunlun Immortal, that big white dog that has appeared in my dreams countless times?!"
Dao Shisan's voice changed, and he couldn't tell whether it was excitement or other emotions.
Dao Shisan has been fond of dreaming since he was a child. The dreams he dreams are different and many are bizarre, but most of them are forgotten by Dao Shisan when he wakes up.
There was only one thing that Dao Shisan remembered. There was a big white dog in his dream, which was an immortal from Kunlun. She taught him how to draw talismans and tell fortunes. Dao Shisan also mentioned this to Chen Qingshan and others when he was in Shanshi Town.
As a result, he was laughed at by Chen Qingshan and others, saying that he was possessed by a nightmare.
After arriving in Chang'an, Dao Shisan was able to control his dreams freely, so he never dreamed about it again and didn't mention it again.
If this woman is the big white dog, then Dao Shisan may have to call her master. After all, Dao Shisan once used the name of "Kunlun's First Disciple" for a period of time to tell people's fortunes and get some money.
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It was impossible to tell what emotion Dao Shisan was talking about, but the woman was obviously not in a good mood after hearing Dao Shisan's name.
"Big white dog, is this what you call me externally?" the woman said coldly, her face cold.
Dao Shisan trembled when he heard this.
At this time, the Golden Dragon of National Fortune roared, and the woman's intention to take action was put back.
Seeing that now was not the time to beat up Dao Shisan, the woman said lightly: "I have a name, my name is Bai Ze."
Then it flew straight to the top of the golden dragon, obviously trying to do something.
"Baize?" Dao Shisan chanted the woman's name, but Bai Ze took action.
I saw countless shadows coming out of Bai Ze. Countless Bai Ze pulled out countless white threads from the void. The Bai Zes were rising and falling around the Golden Dragon of National Fortune. They touched the ground and then rose into the sky. They criss-crossed and used themselves as needles and threads in the air.
Weave an airtight net.
The golden dragon of national destiny was bound and turned into a cocoon in the center of the dream, extending out countless silk threads. The end of the silk threads was void.
As Bai Ze took action, Dao Shisan could feel that some of the lost luck had returned. Bai Ze's method was similar to sealing, using seals to protect the immortality of the Tang Dynasty.
Bai Ze's thousands of clones reunited and fell in the sky, as pure and clear as an immortal.
"This may be the last time we meet in a dream." Bai Ze did not continue to pursue the matter of Dao Shisan calling himself a big white dog, but said directly.
"What do you mean?" Dao Shisan asked.
"What I mean is that you should look for an opportunity to come to Kunlun to see me. After all, this is a dream, and I am not really me. Handing that gourd to you is the only thing I can do to you at the moment, and it can be considered as being here.
Before you come to Kunlun to see me, I will give you some protection." Bai Ze explained.
Dao Shisan looked at Bai Ze and asked a question: "Why me?"
"I have transformed into thousands of people in my dream, and you are the only one in the Tang Dynasty who has seen me, so it can only be you, and it should be you." Bai Ze answered Dao Shisan's question.
"Do you want me to do something? For this Tang Dynasty, for this world?" Dao Shisan asked again. He had long been aware of the difference between himself and others, and already had some guesses in his mind. Now he asked Bai Ze, just
It's just confirmation.
Dao Shisan felt that Bai Ze in front of him seemed to understand him better than he did.
Bai Ze nodded: "Some people are different from others since they were born, and these people are destined to carry something."
"So I'm still an extraordinary person." Dao Shisan said with a smile.
"You can say that, just remember to come to Kunlun to see me." Bai Ze paced and disappeared into Dao Shisan's dream.
In this world, there is the holy beast Bai Ze, who lives on the Kunlun Mountain and watches the rise and fall of the human world. And Bai Ze is familiar with the principles of this world and is good at falling into dreams.
Bai Ze usually behaves like a big dog.
Dao Shisan saw Bai Ze's true appearance in his dream today. Apart from being cold and cold, he was indeed somewhat good-looking.
In addition, what Dao Shisan has not thought of is that Bai Ze is actually a woman. She should be regarded as the strongest female cultivator in the world. After all, she is an immortal.
Dao Shisan looked at the white silkworm cocoon. The golden dragon was bound in the cocoon. Its aura stabilized and was no longer weak. Dao Shisan had seen this silk. It was the silk of a hundred-year-old silkworm of the Demon Court, and it was a hundred-year-old silkworm of the immortal realm.
After all, only immortal things can bridge the gap between dreams and reality.
Whether it is Bai Ze's incarnations of thousands of means or the silk of a hundred-year-old silkworm in the fairyland, his extraordinary origins are reflected.
"I would also like to see what you will tell me when I arrive in Kunlun." Dao Shisan smiled, turned around and walked out of the dream. It's time to wake up from the dream. I don't know how long I slept this time.
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Outside Yunmeng Ze, Yunmeng Dragon King even did not hesitate to burn his own dragon soul in order to block Tang Huang's sword. Red flames burned all over his body, burning the void and distorting it. Looking from a distance, Yunmeng Dragon King became
A touch of red gold ink.
Yun Mengze is directly related to the great cause of the previous dynasty's recovery, and there is no room for error.
"Behead!" Emperor Tang's sword fell, but something was missing in a daze, the luck sealed by Bai Ze was missing.
Therefore, this sword only cut off one corner of Yunmeng Dragon King.
The ancient pine-like dragon horn fell from Qingming and fell into the hole below, shaking the mountain for a while.
Yunmeng Dragon King had no time to rejoice, let alone think about why Emperor Tang's sword was much weaker than expected, so he teleported away in an instant with the help of the formation of Ten Thousand Thousand Things.
Emperor Tang held the ancestral dragon in his hand, thoughtfully.
Above Kunlun, Bai Ze's true form appeared, and he popped out a stone with one finger. The stone was nine-color, and it traveled thousands of miles in an instant. It came to the outside of Yunmeng Ze, turned into countless earth and rocks, and filled up the holes. There was no water in Yunmeng Ze, but turned into
A vast plain stretching as far as the eye can see.
In this way, Yun Mengze's hole has been repaired, and what has been repaired is the lost luck of the Tang Dynasty.
Bai Ze's attitude is very obvious, she does not want the Tang Dynasty to perish.