Chapter 965 Danger and Opportunity

Yan Qingcheng had already realized that he was in the dream world at this time and knew that Luo Fan was an outsider who invaded her dream.

"This saint's brand rejects everything in the dream. When approaching this brand, all the memories that Yan Qingcheng has produced because of the dream will naturally be driven away, so that she can understand the truth and know where she is. If she had known this, she would have stopped her from getting closer to this place." Luo Fan sighed.

"I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist, why I have never seen or heard of it before." This statement is similar to before, but the meaning contained in it is different.

Obviously, at this moment, what Yan Qingcheng asked about was Luo Fan's real identity, not the identity in this dream world.

"My name is Luo Fan. I have met fellow Taoists. I don't know what friends call me?" Luo Fan smiled slightly and said.

"Yan Qingcheng is my real name." Yan Qingcheng frowned and said, "This is my dream. I wonder why my friend appears here?"

"This is a long story." Luo Fan sighed.

"This is my dream, even in the past billions of years, the real universe is just a time of sleep." Yan Qingcheng said lightly.

At this moment, she had a terrifying aura, which was powerful and vast, directly oppressing Luo Fan. It seemed that as long as Luo Fan said something was a little wrong, she would have to deal a devastating blow.

Luo Fan was not surprised by Yan Qingcheng's performance. Other creatures suddenly appeared in his dream, and this creature looked not weak. This was a great offense to any creature, enough to make any creature do anything. At this time, Yan Qingcheng's expression was just such a vigilant expression, which was already extremely restrained.

"It may be a bit difficult to put it simply. I am participating in a trial set by some unknown powerful person, which should be called a trial. The dream of fellow Taoist Qingcheng was selected by that powerful person for some reason as a level of my trial. In short, that's it." Luo Fan said lightly.

"Magic power? Trial? Do you think I will believe it?" Yan Qingcheng said lightly.

This is also normal. If you are just an ordinary person who is played with dreams, it will naturally be taken for granted because of your own strength. But if you are a real strong man, especially Yan Qingcheng, who is so powerful that his ability to control himself has reached a very deep state, how could she easily accept it if she believes that she is playing with her dreams?

"Haha, is this true? I think it's not a difficult thing for fellow Taoist Qingcheng to think clearly." Luo Fan spread his hands and smiled.

Yan Qingcheng looked at Luo Fan's appearance, and his aura suddenly surged, and he rushed towards Luo Fan frantically.

Such an aura is naturally powerful for the existence of Zhongcheng Quasi-saint, and even for the existence of the Shouwang level. However, such an aura is enough to make them die and their souls disappear. But for Luo Fan, who has achieved great success in the Tao, this aura can only make him feel some pressure.

After all, after Luo Fan's great success in the Taoism was compensated by the saint's imprint, his foundation had already been consolidated to an incredible state. Almost all the magical powers and means that the great success in the Taoism should have were easily obtained. Although Yan Qingcheng is a quasi-saint's peak, and is a small level stronger than Luo Fan in the realm of Taoism, she is practicing her own practice. Although there is no lack of foundation, what she masters is only part of the realm of the quasi-saint's peak, and it is impossible to include everything.

In such a situation, if he really fights, Yan Qingcheng may be able to crush him with a level of Taoism that is a little stronger than Luo Fan, but the degree of threat to him is extremely small. The countless shortcomings of it seem to be countless gaps for him, which allows him to easily avoid the oppression of the breath.

Yan Qingcheng could naturally sense Luo Fan's appearance of ease in his breath, but for a moment he did not dare to turn against him and fight Luo Fan directly.

Although this is her dream, it was created by her instinctively. Although she has various special authority in this dream, she still has to abide by the rules of this dream world and abide by the rules and laws of this dream world. In this case, it is impossible for her to change everything in the entire dream like an ordinary person's dream, and become an omnipotent and omniscient existence.

In this way, if she wants to defeat Luo Fan, most of the reliance on her own Taoist realm and her own magical powers.

As the situation at this moment, under the sympathy of the breath, she felt that she wanted to defeat Luo Fan in front of her, but she had no certainty of winning. Once the battle started, the fluctuations of the battle were enough to destroy the entire dream world and let her wake up from this dream world.

However, this is unacceptable to Yan Qingcheng.

She stepped into the cave because she sensed that there was something that was very good for him in the depths of the cave. At this time, she woke up from her confused state, which further proved how powerful the power of this thing was. How could she be willing to give up this dream just now, and how could she be willing to escape from the dream just now?

"If you follow your words, then the powerful will be at least at the peak of the quasi-saint, or even at the level of a saint." Yan Qingcheng slowly restrained his breath, but he still locked in Luo Fan faintly and said this.

Seeing that Yan Qingcheng was restraining his breath, Luo Fan smiled slightly, knowing that Yan Qingcheng had already believed what he said.

"I don't know what level of existence the powerful is. But I think it's true that it's an existence that can achieve this level and create such a trial."

"I don't believe it. In this era, my existence at this level is close to the strongest in the universe. Even if there are a few people who are stronger than me, they are only a little bit stronger. It is impossible to reach that level." Yan Qingcheng frowned and said.

Although she refuted it, this time her breath did not oppress Luo Fan again. Obviously, although her words were refuted, she hoped that Luo Fan would find a reason to convince herself, rather than truly disbelief.

Luo Fan smiled and said, "Is this really the case? Then what's going on with this saint's brand? Didn't fellow Taoist Qingcheng witness the saint's brand with his own eyes?"

"This is only passed down from the master's sect, but I have never seen a saint myself." Yan Qingcheng glanced at the saint's imprint and said in an inexplicable tone. There was an inexplicable melancholy and an indescribable vicissitudes in this tone.

"Oh, so that's it." Luo Fan couldn't help but realize it suddenly.

However, he was a little disappointed. He was able to seize the saint's mark from the memory of the God of Time, so other monks could naturally think of ways to pass on the saint's mark. This saint's mark can be passed down from generation to generation, but there is nothing to be surprised about.

However, this shows that his previous guesses were completely wrong. Yan Qingcheng was a creature from the age of saints, or was simply a creature from the Dharma-Ending Age. However, Yan Qingcheng may be a creature from any era.

"So that's it, what does it mean?!" Yan Qingcheng frowned and said dissatisfiedly. At this moment, her aura was already quite restrained. Such frowning and dissatisfied words showed an inexplicable beauty, creating a charm that was attractive enough.

Facing such a beautiful scenery, Luo Fan didn't care much. His expression didn't even change at all.

"It's just some of my guesses. It turns out that I saw this imprint and was still guessing which era of the quasi-saint of the Qingcheng Taoist was. I had already been a bit certain, but it seemed that I was ignorant at this time." Luo Fan smiled.

"Well? Guess what era I am from? Are you not a monk in the Divine Array Age? Yes, you must not be from the Divine Array Age. Otherwise, as a quasi-saint, I would never have known the existence of another quasi-saint. I should have thought of it long ago." Yan Qingcheng's face changed drastically, and he murmured like this.

At the end of her murmuring, endless light suddenly emanated from her eyes.

In that light, there is an indescribable hope.

In an instant, her body had crossed several feet apart and came directly to Luo Fan, spreading her hands to pat her shoulders.

This speed is very fast.

Luo Fan instantly found that Yan Qingcheng had no murderous intent or hostility in his actions. He knew that Yan Qingcheng might just want to hold his shoulders simply because of excitement.

However, he obviously could not place his life in the other party's thoughts, even if he was quite sure that Yan Qingcheng would not hurt him by this shot. But he had no intention of staying there and waiting for her hands.

With a slight movement of thought, he took a step and retreated slightly, and easily let go of the tens of thousands of magical changes that Yan Qingcheng had instinctively, making Yan Qingcheng's patting.

Yan Qingcheng was slightly stunned, and his expression when he looked at Luo Fan became a little different. The excited expression disappeared a lot.

Obviously, she knew that although she was excited and lost her composure, she did not have complete control, even the average quasi-saint who became the peak of the quasi-saint was unlikely to avoid it. However, the quasi-saint who was far from reaching the peak of the quasi-saint was so relaxed and so at ease. This made her have a deeper understanding of Luo Fan's strength, and naturally suppressed that too excited emotion in her heart.

However, although she suppressed her emotions, she was still eager and the hope in her eyes was still strong.

"Since you are not the quasi-saint of the Divine Array Age, why can you appear in my dream? Is there any way you can transcend the shackles of the times and avoid being affected by the power of catastrophe?!" Yan Qingcheng asked urgently.

Luo Fan looked at Yan Qingcheng with a smile, but did not answer her words.

Yan Qingcheng looked at Luo Fan calmly, and the hope in his eyes gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely. He sighed leisurely and said, "I thought too much. You have said before, what trial did you take to appear in my dream, and the one who can transcend the shackles of the times and not be affected by the power of catastrophes and destruction is obviously not you, but the powerful behind you."

"Perhaps, even that powerful man will not be affected by the power of catastrophe destruction you mentioned, but can only do it with the help of a certain medium. After all, the saint can only sleep for countless years under the power of catastrophe destruction..." Instead, Yan Qingcheng overturned his thoughts and sighed.

During this process, Luo Fan did not speak too much, did not confirm Yan Qingcheng's statement, nor did he refute her statement.

Some things will naturally be noticed when they reach a certain level. Whether he says it or not, Yan Qingcheng can get a similar answer to himself as if he thinks a little bit, but he doesn't need to talk too much. Besides, if he talks too much, it may arouse Yan Qingcheng's rebellious thoughts, and instead starts to refute him in various ways. Wouldn't that cause trouble and make things uninteresting?

"So you guessed what era I was from?" Yan Qingcheng sighed and asked.

Obviously, her mentality had completely calmed down. However, she was curious, obviously there should be something else. It was as if the fish at the bottom of the water would be curious about what the birds in the sky felt.

This is not something that cannot be said, and Luo Fan naturally said it indifferently: "It turns out that I thought you would be the quasi-saint in the age of the saints or the Dharma-Ending Age."

"Age of Saints? Age of Dharma-Ending Age?" Yan Qingcheng's expression changed drastically when he heard this. "Can there be a saint's era appear in this universe?! Didn't the saints fall into a sleep that could never be awake before the beginning of the era? Why would there be a saint's era?! Moreover, you guess it is the Dharma-Ending Age, will there be a saint appear in the Dharma-Ending Age?"

Yan Qingcheng asked a series of questions, but Luo Fan just shook his head and said, "You asked me, but Yu Blind. My Taoism is worse than you, how can I know these things?"

Yan Qingcheng looked slightly dull, standing there, wondering what he was thinking.

Before she knew it, Yan Qingcheng had already let go of the initial question, why Luo Fan appeared in her dream. Her relationship with Luo Fan became no longer hostile, and even became a little friendly.

Yan Qingcheng paused for dozens of breaths before sighing long and said, "Qingcheng is rude."

Luo Fan smiled slightly and said, "I am rude to invade the dream of fellow Taoist Qingcheng."

Yan Qingcheng smiled bitterly and said, "I have already figured it out. The fundamental reason why I was able to have this dream is because fellow Taoists were going to participate in that trial. Otherwise, since I refined the first formation, I have not dreamed for countless billions of years. How could I suddenly have such a real dream and create such a grand dream world."

"And this is also a huge opportunity for me." Yan Qingcheng paused, turned to look at the saint's mark, but his expression was a little joyful.

Seeing Yan Qingcheng's expression and words, Luo Fan finally felt completely relieved.

He originally planned to say these words bit by bit, so that Yan Qingcheng realized that the reason why this dream existed was because of himself, or because of this path of transcendence - at this moment, he had long determined that this path composed of 9,999 levels was a path of transcendence, not just a path of reunion. At this time, Yan Qingcheng realized this himself, but saved him a lot of saliva, and he didn't have to worry about whether she would not believe it because of her conceited mentality.

When Luo Fan was completely relieved, Yan Qingcheng smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist has always been worried that I will turn against you."

"How can I not worry?" Looking at her joking expression, Luo Fan admitted without caring, "This is a dream world of fellow Taoists after all, and fellow Taoists have better magical powers than me. If I start, I will be in danger. I am afraid that anyone will worry about this except for the fool who is not afraid."

Yan Qingcheng did not expect Luo Fan to admit it so calmly, but his eyes looked at Luo Fan and he couldn't help but feel a little more admiration.

Being able to admit your worries and fears so calmly at least shows that the person in front of him has enough perfect heart and confidence.

"It's been hundreds of millions of years. Since I first accepted this saint's brand, I have obtained a little mystery contained in the saint's brand. For hundreds of millions of years, although I have known that there are such precious treasures in my body, I have never found a way to understand the mystery. Unexpectedly, today, I can finally truly understand this imprint. All the ancestors are above, and the disciples finally have the opportunity to fulfill the master's wish today." Yan Qingcheng turned his head and looked at the saint's brand for a long time. Suddenly, two lines of clear tears flowed down from the corner of his eyes.

Luo Fan also felt a sense of vicissitudes and melancholy when he heard Yan Qingcheng's feelings.

A saint's brand has been passed down for countless eras and generations. Every inheritor knows that it is a harmless treasure, with infinite truths. If you understand the mystery clearly, you can gain supreme magical powers and supreme Taoism, but no matter how hard you try, you cannot get a slight benefit. Such pain, only two or three generations, is enough to make the inheritor feel extremely painful, not to mention that it has been passed down for countless generations and has been passed down for countless eras. That kind of vicissitudes, that kind of pressure, and that kind of pain can be imagined how amazing it is.

Yan Qingcheng did this at this time, but he didn't feel incomprehensible at all.

After sighing slightly, Luo Fan didn't say much, his body floated up and sat cross-legged in the air, as if he was sitting on a stone platform of nothingness. As the perception was released, it enveloped the saint's mark, and began to produce the previous shock, and he realized the mystery of the saint's mark.

As for what Yan Qingcheng did, as long as she gave up the idea of ​​dealing with herself, Luo Fan was too lazy to care.

To be continued.
Chapter completed!