Tan Ping opened the window and saw that the sky was clear blue and white clouds were dotted, and it was beyond the edge at first sight. It was obviously different from the slight darkness brought by the erosion of the Nine Nethers at the end of the era, and it felt quite refreshing.

Could it be that it was really the early Middle Ages, the Holy Emperor Qizhi period? Did he really go back to the past?

Yellow-girl pillow, yellow-girl pillow...would it just be a nearly real dream?

As the emotions such as surprise, suspicion, confusion and other emotions surged, Tan Ping saw white lights falling from the sky. When he got closer, he realized that the sky was falling and there was a strange phenomenon.

"The Holy Emperor sacrifices to heaven, and all evil spirits retreat!"

The loud shouts I heard just now echoed again, and colorful clouds rose one after another in the sky. They spread over and formed a vast road of light. Then the wind whistled and rain dripped. The two legendary powerful men, Feng Hou and Yu Bo, led their magical soldiers and immortal generals to pass by. They were mighty and amazing. Each breath made Tan Ping feel ashamed.

After Fenghou and Yuwang, lightning flashed through the sky and illuminated the sky and the earth. Leihou and the Queen of Lightning rushed slowly in the imperial car, and thunder sounded like a welcome sound.

The emperor carriage is simple in shape, stained with blood, different colors, and has strong will. It seems that it is dying with its eyes open. The vicissitudes of life are filled with the sky. The nine horned dragons dragging the emperor carriage are agile, and each inch of flesh and blood contains explosive power. Just seeing them, Tan Ping couldn't help but want to bow down.

The imperial carriage was hung with bead curtains, and a tall figure that was as powerful as the world could be seen. The surrounding kingly aura condensed into substance, surrounded by mountains, rivers, sun, moon, stars, etc. Just from the sight, Tan Ping felt pain in his eyes and did not dare to look directly.

This momentum and this feeling are more terrifying than every immortal god I encountered when I was seeking immortals and asking for Taoism in the past. It is even more unfathomable than Feng Hou Yu Bo and Lei Hou in front of me. I am afraid that I have to use the mysterious and unfathomable immortal who gave me the yellow pink pillow to compare.

Tan Ping lowered his head and dared not look at it again, and he had an understanding in his heart.

If it was a dream, I would never have imagined the momentum of the Holy Emperor Qi!

What I just saw is true and neither a illusion nor a dream!

I really returned to the Middle Ages and back to the past, this is a great opportunity!

Here, although you are the outdoor scene, you have an advantage that even a number of powerful and powerful people cannot reach. That is, you know the future development and the inevitability of the future. The secrets of heaven are all in your heart. Relying on this, it is not difficult to achieve great achievements and become immortals and ancestors!

Tan Ping is full of confidence in this regard. Although he was born in the Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Realms and his past history is separated from Middle-earth, it has been two or three hundred years since the end of the East China Sea. At that time, there was still a sphere of universal knowledge that communicated between the south and the sea, leaving behind many classics. It is not difficult to know the main events and general trends of medieval history.

Thinking of this festival, he couldn't help but tremble all over, and felt that the beautiful future of life was within reach, and a golden avenue was laid under his feet.

"Is this the 'protagonist treatment' mentioned in those novels..." Tan Ping was thinking randomly.

When traveling through different seas, he had read many novels in many markets that were passed down more than a hundred years ago. It is said that it was a legacy of handwritten by people who were interested in handwriting after the ball of universal knowledge in the world was broken.

After a quarter of an hour, the sky had already recovered as usual. Tan Ping woke up and recalled the history he knew and saw what opportunities he had recently to seize.

"The Holy Emperor worships the sky, and must be in Longtai, Jiangdong. Even if this place is not close to the East Sea, it must be not far away." He thought while talking to himself, "The East Sea... During the reign of the Holy Emperor Qizhi..."

Suddenly, Tan Ping suddenly remembered something, and his eyes were filled with ecstasy:

"Miaoyan Palace!"

"Miaoyan Palace has appeared once in this history, and many treasures such as "Taiyi Eternal Life Sutra", "Taiyi True Art of Saving Suffering Suffering", and "Qinghua Spiritual Text" have been circulated!"

The full name of Miaoyan Palace is Miaoyan Palace in the East Qinghua Changle World, which is the temple of Taiyi to save Ku Tianzun. After the Qing Emperor ascended to the other shore, it merged with the Fusang ancient tree realm. It is famous in ancient times and has been hidden in Jiuyou and hidden for a short time. It only appeared once in the medieval years, which was the period of the Holy Emperor Qizhi.

Excited, Tan Ping paced back and forth, thinking to himself:

"I heard that the big guys on the other side are everywhere in the past, present and future, but I just take advantage of a little bit of benefits and will not affect anything..."

"I dare not do this, nor dare that, wouldn't I waste the opportunity?"

The uneasiness was quickly suppressed. According to the classics, Tan Ping set up a light to go straight to Qingyan Mountain in the East China Sea.

This mountain is remote and desolate, near the end of the disappearing East China Sea. Even though Tan Ping knew the approximate range, he had no specific understanding. It took him half a year to find the corresponding object and follow the map to find it.

Seeing the scene of the withering of plants and trees and the small mountains and islands, if it weren't for knowing that it was this place, Tan Ping would not believe that there was a temple where Taiyi saved the Ku Tianzun was hidden.

While sighing, he lowered the light of escape and searched for clues everywhere, fearing that it would be too late and that history had been missed.

A few more days passed, and Tan Ping was surprised to find a magical valley. When he stepped inside, he was foggy.

"It's true here!" He suppressed his excitement and kept moving forward in the fog. He walked through the valley that seemed to be only a hundred feet long for three days and three nights.

Suddenly, the fog dissipated, and Tan Ping's eyes lit up. He saw colorful clouds overlapping, purple air filled the sky, and strange flowers everywhere. The ground was filled with spiritual springs, and the grass and trees were flourishing to the extreme, and they were full of vitality to the essence. He immediately realized that his family had arrived in another level of world.

In the distance, the mountains are towering, the forests are lush, and the palaces and pavilions are layered, and auspicious lights are rising from time to time.

Tan Ping took a deep breath, and the escape light flew up, carefully approaching the magnificent palace and pavilion, and opened the gate of Miaoyan Palace, which seemed to be locked or blocked. A lake mixed with dark red and black suddenly appeared in front of him, like blood and filth, full of karma entanglement and the feeling of death gathering.

In the lake, a green lotus bloomed, with bright petals and strong vitality. On it was a tall and thin Taoist wearing a bamboo crown and a water blue robe. His eyes were closed and his breath was gone, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, and he seemed to have been sitting for a long time.

"The Medicine Buddha is quite active in this era, so Taiyi saved the Ku Tianzun to sleep to avoid it?" Tan Ping was startled and almost sweated heavily. When he found that the Taoist was not moving at all, he was in the mood to ask questions.

He couldn't understand the mystery of the other side, so he respectfully bowed to Taiyi Saved the Ku Tianzun, who didn't know whether it was death or life:

"I have no intention of offending the Heavenly Lord, but just came by following the map. If you have the chance to step into this place, please do not blame me. If you are lucky enough to get some gains, you must worship the Heavenly Lord day and night, and you will not dare to forget the great kindness or great virtue."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt throbbing in his heart. He raised his head and happened to see Taiyi Saku Tianzun opening his eyes and his breath spread out little by little.

Lived?

woke up?

Tan Ping felt like he was about to be scared crazy, his whole body trembled, and his eyes turned black.

"I understand." A soft voice sounded in his ears.

What did you understand? Tan Ping looked blankly, but saw the light and shadow around him changing, as if pieces were being stripped away.

"Ah!" He shouted, sat up suddenly, and found that he had returned to the cave, surrounded by old friends.

A dream?

A dream where even the aura of the Saint Emperor Qi and Taiyi Saved Ku Tianzun can imitate it?

In amazement, Tan Ping found something more in his arms, which was a bead with green light, and it seemed that there were countless talismans inside, which were extremely mysterious.

"What is this?" asked the girl in a pink jacket in confusion.

I don’t remember Brother Tan having such beautiful beads...

Tan Ping looked around, not knowing whether it was a dream or a reality. When his friends talked about it, he exhaled and said, "This is the harvest of Huang Liang's dream..."

Did you really go back in the "Dream"? You saw Taiyi Saved the Ku Tianzun?

"So amazing!" exclaimed the man with sparse eyebrows.

Tan Ping calmed down a little, thought for a while and said, "Why don't you try it too?"

"Can we do?" The girl in the pink coat was surprised and happy.

Tan Ping smiled slightly: "There is a share in the meeting and the immortal relationship is shared. This is the best friend."

You can't hide this thing from others, letting cracks appear between you or even killing people to silence you?

Amid the unanimous feelings and thanks from others, the girl in the pink coat lay down, calmly fell asleep.

After a while, she woke up and shook her head blankly: "I dreamed of nothing."

Tan Ping looked at the pillow and saw that it was dull in color and obscure in patterns, as if it had exhausted its power, but the light of light condensed and was constantly recovering.

"It may have to wait a few days before you can use it again." Tan Ping judged.

The man with sparse eyebrows nodded gently: "Then let's talk about it when we arrive at Nagatoshima."
Chapter completed!