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Neon lights flash like stars in the city at night, and pedestrians and vehicles are still going back and forth on the streets in the middle of the night.

The busyness of some people is over now, and the busyness of other people is just beginning.

This is a city that never sleeps.

An Qisheng walked on the street, passing by the pedestrians, with a calm expression, but a little turbulent in his heart.

Xuanxing is not superior to the floating realm for too long, the human world, and the Wanyang realm.

The wars, chaos, killings, and deaths that once happened will not be less than those in other worlds, but after all, Daxuan is now, and there is no war in a century.

He is well-versed in history, and there are few things he doesn't know about Xuanxing in ancient times and present, so he naturally understands that this peace is hard-won.

Unfortunately, I have to break this hard-earned peace with one hand...

"The only unchanging thing in the world is change itself, and I can't avoid the vulgarity..."

An Qi felt emotion.

His spiritual practice has reached an extremely high level, and he has analyzed all his desires and thoughts and mastered them completely.

Naturally, I also grasped the changes in my heart.

Just like the monks in the Wanyang Realm, they come from ordinary people, but transcend ordinary people, this is not their natural ruthlessness.

But they have experienced too much after a long life.

Until later, they no longer cared about everything that mortals care about.

This change is not just the amount of power, but as the realm improves, he can care less and less.

After falling into a dream many times, his prone to no change and his spirit is not infected, but there are changes in the end.

Everything he once longed for is now within his reach, but it has become a passing cloud and is no longer important in his heart.

When he just awakened his memories of his previous life, all he thought about was to use his own knowledge to earn more wealth, pursue glory, wealth, reputation and status.

But now, he has at his fingertips on everything above Xuanxing, but he has lost that state of mind.

"Where are you going?"

A taxi was parked beside him, and the window rolled down, and a young woman with a mask spoke: "Look at you who have been walking on the street for a long time. Where are you going, I'll take you there."

"Yeah, that's fine."

An Qisheng glanced at the female driver, opened the car door and sat in.

“Where to go?”

The female driver asked.

"Just go."

An Qisheng glanced at the female driver and said that he had no destination.

"Are you broken up?"

The female driver shook her head and slowly urged the car to chat with An Qisheng: "People who just broke up love are all about to die, but if you think about it, it's just that. As for being a human being, the most important thing is to be happy..."

"Love breakup?"

An Qisheng was a little silenced, but he remembered An’s mother’s call for marriage along the way.

There are no unfilial gods in the world, and the kindness of raising children will never be rewarded in their lifetime. Although he had thousands of ways to dispel An's mother's idea, he still followed her.

It’s just that I awakened myself, and the love and desire in the world seem to have nothing to do with it.

"Isn't it? I pulled people twice and saw you walking on the road..."

The female driver was very talkative. Although An Qisheng didn't answer, he still said something indifferently: "I think you look familiar. Have we seen him there? I'm not talking to you, I'm really familiar..."

"That must have been seen."

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

"Hey, don't believe it, I have a very high vision."

The female driver glanced at him and sighed mysteriously: "Do you know An Qisheng?"

"Who doesn't know?"

An Qisheng looked at her deeply: "You wouldn't say he is your classmate, right?"

"Why?"

The female driver was surprised: "How do you know?"

"Guess."

An Qisheng pointed to the front and asked her to stop the car.

Although the female driver was a little surprised by An Qisheng's peace, she still parked the car on the side of the road.

After Anqi gave birth to the car, she rolled down the window: "Aren't you surprised? Now many people call him the God of the World!"

"He doesn't necessarily like this title. He might want to be a human being more than God."

Close the car door, An Qisheng waved his hand at her.

"wack."

The female driver rolled up the window and just started the vehicle when she suddenly heard someone in the chat group saying that there was a series of car accidents in the "Jiandraft".

It is said that there is a speeding party racing.

"How could it be a road of construction?"

The female driver was shocked.

If I hadn't picked up this guest just now, wouldn't I be going to build a road?

Thinking of it, she suddenly looked back and saw that the street was empty. In just over ten seconds, the person was gone?

"Old classmate, I hope you can keep being happy..."

On the long street, An Qisheng sent his blessings.

He has never hidden his traces, but not everyone can see him. The female driver is named Jia Mengmeng, and he is indeed a classmate of his former classmate.

"The devil, the devil, is the devil Lao Dan said, the heart of human heart or Taoism? Human desire? Taoism is desire?"

An Qisheng looked up at the starry sky, and his heart showed his criticism that Lao Dan gave him when he was dreaming of returning to the spring and autumn.

Unlike before, he had a vague foresight in his heart at this time.

The demon will come from his heart, and perhaps it will be the greatest disaster in his life.

Having a demon in your heart may be more difficult to deal with than an external disaster.

After staring for a long time, An Qisheng's eyes slowly closed:

"So, so what?"

Perhaps in the future, this will become a demon that imprisons me, and I will never change my original intention, but at this time, this is still what he thinks.

What does it matter if one practices one's own heart, is the Tao or the demon?

Huh ~

An Qisheng's thoughts moved, and there seemed to be a wind blowing on the long street.

The unretreated cold wind rolled the fallen leaves on the long street into the sky, accompanied by some dust, and then floated down.

Let it go naturally, and disobedience should not be a demon!

.........

"Damn!"

Pinching the plug, Lin Peng had only this thought left in his mind.

Then he looked at the advertisement obediently. Everyone has achieved this. Is it too much to not look at the advertisement?

When he saw it, he was stunned.

[Survival of nature, the strong prey on the weak. Anyone who does not understand and does not change will eventually become corrupt!]

[Dream Public Beta: The three-year internal beta has ended, and a new round of public beta is about to begin.]

【Do you join the dream game? You have and only have one chance to choose.】

【whether】

【Countdown: 7\6\5...】

“Dream Game?!”

Lin Peng widened his eyes, and after being shocked, he was ecstatic.

God knows how many people he has been deceived and how much tuition fees he has paid in order to become a dreamer?

At this time, the quality of an old player is accumulated.

When the countdown of one minute was about to return to zero, he used his hand speed for many years to practice and clicked extremely decisively.

boom!

The next moment, it seemed like a shell exploded on his face.

Lin Peng didn't even make a pit, but fell on his back on the floor, making a muffled sound, and people were unaware of it.

And almost no order.

Including Daxuan, almost everyone in more than 200 countries and regions around the world has received invitations from Dream Games.

Some people were so shocked that they missed the opportunity, while more people chose ‘yes’.

......

"Well......"

Lin Peng woke up quietly, and his spirit was still a little dazed.

It was not until I saw the antique decorations around me that I suddenly realized that I should have entered the "dream".

"Is this the dream of royal power?"

Without the strangeness and anxiety that first came to Guijing, Lin Peng was so excited that he wanted to jump up. How could this sense of reality be a game?

It's simply another world.

"This is too real!"

Lin Peng touched this and that, and was so excited that he couldn't help thinking about some of the strategies he had seen before.

Huh ~

The window paper sways, and the breeze blows in.

Lin Peng's eyelids twitched, and he saw the dust on the ground suddenly turning into a line of big words, a line of words he had never seen before, but clearly understood its meaning:

[Welcome to Jiufu Realm]

[Welcome to the Biography of Royal Power]

[Time: 3,332 years of royal power. Location: Nanliang City, Dafeng, Wangquan Mountain]

[Identity: An introductory disciple of Wang Quandao, with his own martial arts "Boy's Kung Fu" (not practiced) "Iron Cloth Shirt" (not practiced) "Dragon and Tiger Pure Yang Qi"]

[Background: In the spring of the 3,332nd year of the royal family, the 3,332nd year of the king, the 3,300th year of the world, was empty, and the secrets of martial arts left behind were snatched away by countless people...

The world changes greatly, the storm and clouds between the seven kingdoms are rising again, and blood in the world is reappearing!]

[Main mission: The mystery of the disappearance of the king's power]

"I, I actually became the introductory disciple of Wang Quandao?!"

Lin Peng read all the introduction word by word, and was surprised and delighted.

What was happy was that he became Wang Quandao's disciple directly, but what was shocked was that Wang Quandao was actually empty?

"Everyone, come out!"

Lin Peng was thinking about his situation and how to unfold, he suddenly heard a loud shout like a bell.

"What a loud voice!"

Lin Peng was startled and couldn't help but walk to the window and looked outside carefully.

I saw a huge and empty square with huge Tai Chi diagrams on the ground, and there were many people in their own clothes gathered.

A magnificent man stood on the Taoist platform, roaring thunder.

"Feng Mingtao, a master of the earth list?!"

Lin Peng was shocked and recognized who the big man was.

In three years, there were as many as one million dreamers on Xuanxing. With more people, there were naturally no secrets.

There are countless masters in the Dreamer Forum.

Feng Mingtao is said to be the first group of dreamers and has become a disciple of Wang Quandao very early. He is a master of pictographic boxing and is said to have learned hard skills such as "the pure yang energy of dragons and tigers" and "the horizontal practice cannot be broken".

He is a master who has made it to the ground list and is said to have condensed his divine veins!

"come out?!"

On the Tai Chi Taoist temple, Feng Mingtao's eyebrows were raised, his true energy was surging, and he shouted again: "If you don't come out, you will have to lose your life here!"

This roar was like a thunder bomb.

The dreamer who was hiding in the house was dizzy and did not dare to hide, so he hurried out.

“So many newcomers….”

Feng Mingtao was shocked when he looked at the dreamer walking out of the houses of Wang Quandao. This was the first time he had seen so many "newcomers".

There were so many people that were messy. It took a long time before the vast crowd gathered on the square.

Several people led by Feng Mingtao were a little scared.

It is not possible for any dreamer to become a disciple of the King Quandao as soon as he comes in. This is random. So many dreamers can come to the King Quandao.

It can only be seen that the increase in dreamers has reached an amazing level.

"this......"

A dreamer glanced at Feng Mingtao, got the latter nodded and returned to reality under the protection of his companions. This change was too great and he had to report it as soon as possible.

"alright!"

Feng Mingtao scolded him, suppressing the noise of thousands of dreamers.

In the excited and shocked eyes of the dreamers, they swept over them one by one and said, "All people with three martial arts or above will come out!

Don’t worry about hiding it. I don’t care about the little things you bring! No one can grab the martial arts you bring!"

All the newcomers looked at each other.

After a while, someone hesitated and stood up, but it was Lin Peng. He raised his hand: "Lin Peng, he has his own 'boy skills', 'iron cloth shirt', 'dragon and tiger pure yang energy'..."

"The pure yang energy of dragon and tiger..."

Feng Mingtao's face thrust.

In addition to the earliest batch of dreamers, every dreamer will have one or three martial arts.

But this comes with it is not fixed, but random, with high and low.

The pure yang energy of dragon and tiger is the secret to internal energy for practicing after blood exchange. It is of high value and I don’t know how many tasks I can complete before I get it.

This kid actually brings his own...

Lin Peng also regretted it after he stood up because no one seemed to have stood up except him.

After a while.

Someone came out again, but it was a woman with beautiful lines. She raised her hand: "Jia Mengmeng, with her own 'Heaven Dragon Traveling Fairy Strategy', 'Head Dragon Changchun Gong', 'Taibai Sword Sutra'..."

"What the hell?"

"I'll sue you! Taibai Sword Sutra?!"

"This is OK?"

When he heard the "Taibai Sword Sutra", all the senior dreamers, including Feng Mingtao, changed their faces. Looking at Jia Mengmeng, he seemed to have seen a ghost.

"Taibai Sword Sutra? Are you wrong?!"

Feng Mingtao stepped off the Taoist platform and came to Jia Mengmeng. His rough face was incredible.

The Heavenly Dragon Travels the Immortal Stand and the Hibernation Dragon Changchun are also excellent martial arts, and the level is not inferior to the pure yang energy of the dragon and tiger, but this is not enough to shock him so much.

But the "Taibai Sword Sutra" is very different.

This is the peerless martial arts left by the ancestor Li Taibai, except for the founder of Wang Quandao, who was the only one who recognized the sect. It is known as the strongest inheritance of Wang Quandao together with Tai Chi Jiandao!

"Okay, there shouldn't be..."

Jia Mengmeng was also shocked. Feng Mingtao's body was so oppressive.

“……”

Feng Mingtao opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. After a moment, he squeezed out a sentence: "Then, congratulations..."

The martial arts that dreamers bring with them cannot be obtained by any means.

Even if the dreamer himself is willing, unless he completely cultivates this martial arts to great success, he will not be able to teach it to others at all.

Otherwise, Feng Mingtao would doubt whether he would directly choose to ask questions.

Step by step ~

When Feng Mingtao was in a complicated mood, suddenly a crisp sound of footsteps like drums sounded.

"who?!"

He was shocked and looked back and saw that Wang Quandao was nearly half broken in front of the mountain gate.

One person climbed up the stairs, and before he could see the man's face, a young but vicissitudes of sadness echoed:
Chapter completed!