On the way, Wei Hao brought out wine and food to eat and drink, while Feng Jinan crossed his legs and gnawed on a chicken leg, chewing, and suddenly let out such a sigh.
"It was a good thing."
Wei Hao's answer made Feng Jinan stunned for a moment, and he suddenly said dissatisfied: "Sir, are you still filming me?"
"Dreaming is a good thing, but only dreaming is not a good thing. With your intelligence, you should understand, right?"
Glancing at the little dragon man, I saw him shrinking his neck and saying angrily, "It would be great if the dream comes true."
"There is no such thing as pie in the sky, and there will always be people who happen to do it. But there are not many pies in the sky, and how many people are there on the ground? If there is a small pie, there will be many people, and the dog's brain will be beaten out of you."
After taking a sip of the fine wine, Wei Hao touched himself and thought of many past events, including Yingying.
I think back then, Yingying was actually a piece of cake that fell from the sky...
"Oh, I feel uncomfortable just thinking about having to work hard!"
Feng Jinan waved the chicken drumstick in his hand, "It's so annoying!"
"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. No matter how good your dream is, if you don't personally handle it, it will never come true. Don't complain. After you have eaten and drank enough, slowly refine the imprints in the 'Bliss Treasure Book'
Erase it."
"Brand? What brand?"
Taking out the bronze mirror, Feng Jinan rubbed it and looked at it, "Is there any other branding in here?"
"This is not a magic weapon that can be mastered by the gods. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a divine weapon of Sheji."
Tearing a salty hoof, Wei Hao didn't even raise his eyelids, "With this magic weapon, you can become a country of your own. Although it is a dream country, it is also a country of free control. In time, as long as you keep harvesting the incense and wish power,
, it turns into a dream world, there’s nothing strange about it.”
"So powerful?! Isn't that bald donkey also simple?"
"That's the king of Ksitigarbha Kingdom, the god who created a kingdom in the underworld. What do you think?"
Taking a sideways look at Feng Jinan, Wei Hao guessed, "Now that the underworld has been established, this person must have borrowed treasures from some powerful person. He wants to establish a kingdom on the other side of the underworld, and then seize the power to enter and exit the underworld. Normally.
It is said that such a treasure of merit and virtue can crush one or two mortals without any further consideration. It is a pity that this guy failed miserably and the treasure fell into our hands."
"It's such a treasure, can we use it?"
"It's you, not me. It's useless for me to want this."
"Why?"
Feng Jinan looked suspicious. He felt that his husband had evil intentions and that he did not want to give the Golden Dragon Ax to him. He was stingy!
"I don't like to dream, but you are different. If you survive in this life, will you ever dream of a great hero coming to save you? And my appearance will make your dream come true."
"..."
Feng Jinan feels a little embarrassed every time he mentions this matter.
"Moreover, you are a god who has spent many lives refining this treasure. It is easy for the original owner of this treasure to misjudge the situation. When the time comes, I will follow the clues and go to heaven, and I will kill this piece of shit first! Celestial Immortal... hmph
, even the gods must die!"
"..."
Wei Hao, who was so murderous, scared Feng Jinan that he trembled and quickly prepared to refine the "Bliss Treasure Mirror", but he was immediately stunned: "Sir, how to refine this..."
"This is a treasure of merit, and the mark within it must be the mark of the soul. You only need to slowly burn it with the 'martyr's arrogance' to discover its existence. After that, you can use every trick to constantly wear away the mark of the soul."
Wei Hao then gave a few examples, "If it changes, you respond to the change. When soldiers come to block the water and cover it with earth, as long as it can be suppressed from wailing and perishing, the mark on the soul will naturally be erased. What's left is like flying with a sword.
The way you use your energy and blood to control the sickle is how you control the 'Bliss Mirror'."
"Is that still a magic weapon?"
"No matter if it is a magic weapon or not, for us, something useful is a good thing. Whether it is a magic weapon or not is not important."
Feng Jinan was stunned for a while, but he also felt that it did make sense. He rolled his eyes and smiled, and the "martyr arrogance" quietly wrapped around the "Bliss Treasure Mirror". He didn't
I wanted to find out what the door-to-door soul imprint looks like.
Anyway, just wrap it up like this and burn it day by day, just like practicing.
Sure enough, just when he did this, he discovered that there was a place where the "martyr arrogance" was consumed more quickly and violently, and he knew what kind of brand this must be.
Increase the firepower!!
Just burn it and that’s it!
"Stop! Stop! Let me retreat. I will leave this treasure to you -"
Inside the bronze mirror, a voice shouted crazily, and a figure also appeared on the surface of the bronze mirror, which was actually soaked in brilliant light and showed the dignity of treasure.
This figure looks like a human but is not human. It has thousands of treasures in its hands, and each treasure has its own country. It can be said that it is practiced while holding thousands of countries.
There are thousands of faces, each face is different, like the miniature of various ordinary people.
But whether it is Thousand Hands or Thousand Faces, there is a pleasant atmosphere, and the area it covers is completely different from the three realms, with subtle rules that form a whole.
It's a pity that Feng Jinan can't feel this. He is setting fire and gnawing on the chicken legs.
He just carried the "Bliss Mirror" in his arms as a protective mirror, without bothering to think about its use.
Wei Hao seemed to be aware of it, but he remained calm. After a hundred years of doing this, he was already exhausted. How could he still enjoy it?
Eat and drink enough before talking.
After the master and apprentice had eaten and drank, they relaxed on the bluestone and felt the mountain breeze blowing, which was very pleasant.
"Sir, it would be great if you could be this comfortable every day."
"Look, people still have to have dreams, right?"
"..."
"If you want to be at ease, but the enemy won't let you be at ease, you have only two options: fight or surrender. And you don't want to be a useless lamb to be slaughtered, so you can only rise up and resist. No matter what you want,
If you don’t want to, you can only do this, this is the only way.”
"It's so hard to open up a dream with both hands."
"For easy things, who will be the martyr in his turn? Is it your turn?"
"In ancient times, martyrs did not succeed so easily. How could they have such courage?"
"Good question."
Wei Hao touched the little dragon man's head, "I might have been timid, but I was forced to have no choice but to do the opposite, and that's what happened."
"It seems that it is indeed not easy to create a path that no one has before."
After Feng Jinan finished speaking, he sat up straight and said with emotion, "There is no way in this world, but people who can walk..."
Snapped!
Wei Hao raised his hand and slapped him, "Shut up."
"Sir, why are you hitting me?"
"Shut up if I tell you to, or I'll beat you from Baicao Garden to Sanwei Bookstore."
"?????"
Xiaolongren suddenly lost his face and lay helplessly on the bluestone counting ants. He had so many emotions just now, but was interrupted by his husband.
hateful!!
In this situation, Wei Hao was observing the changes in the stars. The advantage of a successful first battle was that the other seventeen soldiers and horses would be cautious and cheer up.
After Feng Jin fell asleep, Wei Hao took out the "Human Ancestor Cloak" and covered him.
The little dragon seemed to be laughing and joking, but he actually had a lot of fortitude inside. Wei Hao asked him to keep his "martyr's arrogance" as high as possible, and he continued to do so until he was exhausted.
At the moment, it is not so much that he fell asleep after eating enough, but that the "martyr arrogance" was too much, which made him faint from anemia.
With the "Human Ancestor Cloak", there is no need to worry about the supply of "martyr arrogance".
"Yeyoushen!"
"The little god is here!"
Hearing Wei Hao's call, the local gods appeared immediately.
Completely different from the Day Traveling God, this Night Traveling God still had the charm of the original underworld. After meeting Wei Hao, he bowed his sixteen arms from a distance and then continued to be wary of his surroundings.
The original mission of the Night Walker God was to keep vigil for the Emperor of Man, and later to keep vigil for the Emperor of Heaven.
Monitoring the land and water was something that happened after Emperor Fengdu opened the underworld.
"Besides the Kingdom of Ksitigarbha, are there any other Yin soldiers who have entered the Yang world?"
"Your Majesty, except for the Kingdom of Ksitigarbha, the ghost kingdoms have also left the scope of the underworld. Now they have established separate kingdoms of the underworld, and many ghost kings call themselves Yama Lords."
"It seems to be pretty much what I guessed."
Wei Hao nodded, and then asked, "The Yin soldiers of the Ten Kingdoms are now isolated in the ghost gate. Is there a way to come to the Yang world?"
"It's okay if Zhucheng God violates the rules. But if he is discovered, the Great Xia court will destroy the temple, and in this way, the passage will be closed."
"I see."
Waving his hand, Wei Hao said, "Please step back."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The Night Travel God saluted, then his figure dimmed and disappeared into the sky.
The dangers of establishing a new underworld will become more and more obvious, but Wei Hao is not in a hurry. After defeating the wishful thinking of the Ksitigarbha Kingdom, the new underworld should no longer send out half a ghost soldier.
It doesn't matter to Wei Hao that those wild ghost kings have closed their doors and become Lords of Hell and Pluto. As long as they don't cause trouble, it doesn't matter if they let this matter go.
The threats to you now are, after all, human soldiers.
At a glance, there are many twinkling stars, many of which have white tigers leaving "god-sent streams of light". Fighting with these guys is a real fierce battle.
Dark soldiers and ghost soldiers are nothing at all.
"It still takes a little time..."
Wei Hao looked at Yunmeng Daze from a distance. After experiencing the "big dream", the mentality of the originally weak people and fairies will inevitably be affected and will undergo immeasurable changes.
Things that you once did not dare to resist may now be spoken out and boldly resisted.
In addition, the title "Little Saint Yunmeng" is a bit stupid, but it coincides with the divine title of "Yunzhongjun". The local people can be said to be descendants of the ancient gods. Feng Jinan is laughing and showing off his power, but unintentionally
In fact, it also reunited people's hearts.
The scattered hearts reunited in a special form, surrounding the "Little Saint Yunmeng".
As for the "Monkey King"...
Things in dreams don’t count.
Wei Hao did not leave any common memories of ancient times in this place, so naturally he would not allow local sentient beings to resonate with the "Monkey King".
It only takes a little time and a big victory, and there will be many, many people in the entire Yunmeng Daze who are willing to follow the "Little Saint Yunmeng".
But it was different from the fight in the dream. The battle between the two armies, especially the battle with the mortal army, only relied on him and Feng Jinan...
He needs time and help.
But Wei Hao knew it was not the right time yet and he had to hold back.
Weak people want to make them rise up, only when there is no way to retreat.
At the same time, if you want them to follow the fight, you must first show unprecedented resilience.
This is a normal reaction of weak people. You cannot be demanding or blame.
The surrounding stars were full of pressure and were approaching and closing together. Wei Hao continued to judge the quality of these stars and look for their flaws.
But at this moment, above the eighteenth level of the sky, in a floating cave sky, everywhere is filled with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and delicious wine and delicacies. Even if a god comes, he will be fascinated by the rich fairy atmosphere here and be intoxicated.
Whatever you think in your mind, it manifests itself here, and there is bliss everywhere, nothing is missing, and nothing is tolerated.
However, inside a fairy palace, there was an immortal with a very unhappy expression. He opened his palm and saw that one of the countries had been destroyed, and all the good things in the past were completely burned away by a strange fire.
"The mark is being erased..."
As soon as these words came out, the Immortal Palace was shaken. In the distance on the jade steps outside the Immortal Palace, there was a Heavenly Gate. Above the Heavenly Gate, there was a plaque with the word "Bliss" hanging on it.
As the Immortal Palace trembled, the plaque also began to sway.
Not long after, many space ripples appeared around him, and gods stepped out of them one by one.
Inside the ripples, there is actually a blessed place.
Every blessed place has a god, who may be immortal, graceful, ferocious, or amiable...
These gods have different shapes and races. In addition to the human form, they have all kinds of birds, animals, fish and insects.
Gathering under the "Bliss" plaque, these gods walked forward, stepped onto the jade steps, and headed towards the Immortal Palace.
"Your Majesty, blessings from all sides have arrived."
In the Immortal Palace, a fairy slave came forward to talk to the immortal. The immortal with a bad expression waved his hand, and in an instant, the entire Immortal Palace suddenly became splendid.
Various fairies come and go, and fine wines and delicacies are served, including various fairy fruits that prolong life.
On the high seat, the immortal glanced at the gods, nodded slightly, and then all the gods said in unison: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Then they took their seats one by one, feeling at ease.
However, this atmosphere could not last for a moment before the immortal on the high seat said: "I am a heavenly king. Now I have lost the sacred weapon of Sheji in the human world. I wonder who among all my dear friends can come down to earth and take the sacred weapon of Sheji.
retrieve?"
All the gods were stunned, and the movement in the entire fairy palace came to an abrupt halt. The leader of the two groups of gods, both civil and military, came out and asked somewhat incredulously: "Your Majesty, I wonder which sacred artifact of the country has been lost?"
"It is the foundation of the 'Ultimate Bliss World'... the 'Ultimate Bliss Treasure Mirror'."
"ah?!"
"This this……"
Even the gods couldn't care less about their old demeanor at this time, and their expressions changed.
They are immortals here, not because they have really reached their realm, but because they are in the "Blissful World", which will naturally improve their realm.
The cultivation level of the Lord of "Ultimate Bliss" is that of a Celestial Immortal, so the limit of improvement is a little lower than that of a Celestial Immortal.
But even if it is only the realm of gods, it is already quite comfortable for them.
As long as the Lord of the "Ultimate Bliss" lives forever, they don't have to worry about the decline of heaven and humans or the fate of immortals here.
You can even live the addiction of a real god, each running a blessed place and educating living beings there.
Although everything is influenced by the Lord of the "Ultimate World", it is effortless. If you practice outside the "Ultimate World", you may have perished long ago.
Tens of thousands of years have passed by in a blink of an eye. In the real mortal world, millions or even tens of millions of years may not have passed.
There is nothing wrong with saying that such a long period of time is eternal life.
The only thing you have to pay is to become a vassal of the "Elysium World". All your achievements in the blessed land are working for the Lord of the "Elysium World".
There are gains and losses, and for the vast majority of the gods in the Immortal Palace, this is completely acceptable.
However, after some gods heard the Lord of the "Bliss World" say that he had lost the artifact of Sheji, they were panicked on the surface, but they had various thoughts in their hearts.
Things change easily, and often all it takes is a small change.
"Now, a heaven-defying demon god appears again in the world. This time he takes back the divine weapon of Sheji. No one but a brave and skilled warrior can defeat him."
On the high throne, as soon as the immortal said these words, the expression of the immortal changed drastically.
Some immortals who have been in the "Elysium World" for who knows how many years, know very well what the "Devil God Against Heaven" means.
I don’t know about other places, but in the “Elysian World”, the “Devil Gods” are those terrifying monsters that fight against the heaven and the earth and shake the three realms.
If these monsters are killed and eliminated, they will naturally be nothing more than "Devil Gods Against Heaven".
If you can't kill...
In the human world, he is the human emperor; in heaven, he is the king of heaven!
The title of the Lord of the "Ultimate Bliss World" in the eighteenth heaven is "The Lord of Utmost Bliss".
Yes, the Lord of the "Elysian World" was also a member of the "Devil God" a long time ago.
However, today is different from the past.
"After recovering the divine artifact of Sheji, I can guarantee that the ministers with meritorious deeds will be sent to the 'Daluo Heaven' to experience Daluo's creation and prove to be a superior immortal."
As soon as these words came out, many hesitant gods immediately stood up and asked for help!