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Chapter 245: Isn't it a dream of Huangliang

Shangluca also left and returned to his Xixiao.

He came back as quickly as he came. He came back this time, firstly for his master, and secondly to ask questions. After getting the answer, he didn't stay any longer. Before leaving, he once again looked back at the Taoist temple behind him.

He is thinking...

When can I come back again?

"drive."

The fast horse carried the hesitant Lord of Xixiao towards home.

From now on, there will no longer be the so-called 'Master Lu'.

And the Liuyun Temple was just like before, trivial matters passed by, and after they passed, it seemed as if nothing had ever happened.

Mo Yuan leaned on Guanmen and took a nap.

Chenghuang standing on the vertical ridge of the main hall seemed to have a pair of sharp eyes scanning the mountains.

The red fish were swimming in the well, and from time to time they would poke their heads out and look at the side room where the wine was stored, and their fish would be dripping all over the floor.

The statue of Zhenwu God in the view glared angrily, but unfortunately it was missing its sword and lost a bit of its majesty.

And in that backyard.

There was a soft hum of folk songs.

"People in the world ask for immortals. The princes are at home in the palace and ask where the immortals are. All they see are the mountains high and the roads far away. They are full of monsters and monsters~"

Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea, closed his eyes and hummed: "Actually, where is the evil spirit? I can only see... I can only see..."

He smiled and hummed: "I only see that my thoughts are long-lasting."

Chen Changsheng laughed and took a big gulp of wine, which seemed to send the wind in the forest into his throat.

Things in the world are interesting and different.

When the evening sun set, Chen Changsheng closed his eyes and rested in the long pavilion.

Where the last afterglow fell.

Chen Changsheng's figure also turned into gravel and drifted away with the breeze.

This dream lasted another three years.

There are so many things in this world, but they are just a dream.



At the same time, in the world within the world of ‘spiritual cage’.

A glance raised his head.

'Chen Changsheng', who was wearing a green shirt, raised his head and looked at the sky.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on a mountain peak, and in front of him was a young man waving a wooden sword.

"I have to go now."

‘Chen Changsheng’ stood up and looked at the young man in front of him.

The young man was startled for a moment and said: "Master..."

Just listen to 'Chen Changsheng' say: "Chen is not your master. When you meet anyone in the future, don't say that Chen is your master. Remember?"

"Why?"

The young man panicked for a moment and asked: "Why can't you say, Master, Master..."

'Chen Changsheng' didn't answer. He closed his eyes and turned into gravel and gradually dissipated in the blink of an eye.

The young man rushed forward, but in vain.

He fell to the ground and got a cut on his wrist.

"Master!!"

The young man shouted, his eyes followed the dissipating gravel, and he paralyzed on the cliff, stunned for a long time.

And when he lowered his head, he saw a long sword lying there quietly.

He was stunned for a moment, his eyes focused on the hilt of the sword, and he saw two words engraved on it.

"Too clear..."

The young man opened his mouth, and his eyes suddenly became a little more determined.

.

.

In the midst of that delusion.

A flash of spiritual thought came back in a hurry.

"Back?"

"Well, it's just as you guessed."

"Where's the physical body?"

"Nirvana is gone, and I can't get out of that world. I left the Taiqing Sword to a young man."

"juvenile?"

The voice sighed and said, "See for yourself."

At that moment, many scattered memories appeared in Chen Changsheng's mind.

That's what you see in the 'Spirit Cage'.

His consciousness gradually sank into that memory.

That place is called Southern Wasteland.



There are gaps in heaven and earth, and the path to immortality is bumpy.

This world has been desolate since its birth. Over the past tens of millions of years, creatures have been born in this world.

And at the very beginning, a ray of Buddha's light followed the call in the desert sea and entered the spiritual cage.

When Chen Changsheng entered this world, he saw that this place lacked spiritual energy and the rules of the world were incomplete. What he could see under his feet was a desolate scene with few people.

"The time in this world has actually advanced so much faster than the outside world!"

A day outside may be several months or even a year inside...

The long river of time is closely related to the rules of heaven and earth. If the sky and earth are vast, the long river of time will be wider and the flow will be much slower. However, the rules of heaven and earth are short and shallow. If the long river becomes narrower, the flow speed will be much faster.

"How different are the rules of this world..."

Chen Changsheng sighed, if there was a shortage in the world, I am afraid that the creatures in this world would hardly have a chance.

He dropped his sword here and kept going forward. Not long after he passed by, he saw a populated place.

What I saw was a lonely scene.

Plagues, natural disasters, floods, and many other disasters have appeared in the world. Perhaps in one day, thousands of people will lose their lives in this place alone.

At a glance, all I see are people in tattered clothes, walking forward like zombies. Their faces are sallow, their bodies are thin, and there is no hope in their eyes.

It's like purgatory on earth.

"Crack!"

The whip struck the skin hard.

With a scream, the skinny man who was hit immediately fell down.

The man in luxurious clothes and holding a long whip said viciously: "You are walking so slowly and pretending to be dead?"

The escort snorted coldly and said, "If you want to die, I will do as you wish!"

After that, he swung his whip and wrapped it around the skinny man's neck, and pulled hard, causing the skinny man's face to turn red.

"No, no, I don't dare, I don't dare anymore..."

The skinny man struggled, but it didn't work at all.

After a few breaths, the skinny man's face turned pale and his life was gone.

The people around who were rushed to the front all closed their eyes when they saw this scene.

"Crack."

The long whip exploded, shocking everyone.

"If you don't want to die, walk faster! Anyone who dares to delay will be his fate!"

This move was indeed effective. This group of about a thousand people was much faster than before. Under the sound of the whip, everyone was tense.

After the team walked away, the body of the skinny man lay quietly beside the road, as if it had been forgotten.

Chen Changsheng raised his head and glanced, then lowered his head and looked at the dead man.

I saw the soul of the dead being pulled out of the man's body.

"Um?"

"Is this dead soul going to rise to the sky?"

Chen Changsheng frowned, and then he saw the dead soul flying straight up into the sky with its eyes blank.

Chen Changsheng stood up with his sword and followed the dead soul towards the sky above his head.

When he was about to reach the barrier of this realm, the sky above his head was no longer the sun and moon, but the color of Hunan.

And what he saw here made Chen Changsheng's pupils tremble.

Revenant!!

Tens of thousands of dead souls were floating in Chen Changsheng's eyes.

What you can see is densely packed and countless souls.

And without exception, these dead souls are all blind-eyed, as if they do not exist in Yin and Yang!

Such a strange scene made it difficult for even Chen Changsheng to calm down.

"What's this……"


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