typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 1195 Unswerving [Hundred Leagues 16]

In the Imperial City at night, outside the Jinluan Palace, in the broad square, the scorching sun is shining in the sky!

In the distance, guards, generals, soldiers, and officials formed an encirclement on three levels inside and three outside. In the center, a man in a dragon robe was kneeling with disheveled hair. It was Emperor Tiande!

A young scholar next to him stood like a javelin!

A little further away in mid-air, an old Taoist was floating quietly, his magic weapon transformed into a huge light arrow, ready to go!

Ready to go, not yet! Because the mortal emperor is not dead yet, this newcomer’s crime of killing mortals will not be established!

It is a pity that this young monk has not been able to reach this stage without the inheritance of his master. Needless to say about his own potential, he still hopes to make a final effort!

"I won't stop you! Because I can stop you once, but I can't stop you for a lifetime, and I don't have the heart to protect a mortal for decades!

Always make yourself willing!

I have a mirror that can reflect the future, would you like to take a look?"

Lou Xiaoyi smiled and nodded. Du Ouzi turned over his hand and took out a bronze mirror, which was simple and vicissitudes of life.

"If you look into it with your heart, you will naturally know your future! And you will have a basis for making choices!"

Lou Xiaoyi looked into the bronze mirror as a matter of course, and suddenly a cloud of mist formed in the bronze mirror. Gradually, the mist dissipated, and a bright light flashed and flew across the sky!

Du Ouzi next to him was surprised and said: "Feijian! My friend, your future orthodoxy will be the most lethal and decisive sword vein in the universe!"

Lou Xiaoyi was noncommittal, and the bronze mirror continued to change, but a huge astral realm appeared, with vast snow-capped mountains, and groups of sword cultivators roaring back and forth.

Du Ouzi couldn't believe it, "Where is this? It must be the Holy Land of Cultivation in the Upper Realm. Look at those sword cultivators, all coming in and out of Qingming! My friend, congratulations, you will be one of them in the future.

The future is bright!”

The scene continued to change, and a bright light gradually became clear in the darkness. It was a monk, a monk who wandered freely in the void of the universe. If he could fly out of the realm, it was at least the Nascent Soul that had undergone major cultivation!

The figure became clearer and clearer, and gradually the figure and appearance could be seen clearly. An extremely familiar face finally appeared in front of the two of them, but they saw him swinging his sword back and forth, roaring fiercely, the sword light was everywhere, and the void beasts were hit one after another.

Turn into gray!

Du Ouzi could hardly control himself and said in a trembling voice: "Little friend, this is you! This is your future! At least Nascent Soul, it may be Zhenjun! I can't tell!

Our continent finally has a character! Think about it, if you have this ability, how much can you do for this continent? Maybe you can break into the underworld and bring the old lady back to life!"

While sighing, the bronze mirror slowly lost its luster. Du Ouzi was stunned for a long time before he recovered from the shock.

"Do you think this bronze mirror is just an illusion? Is it deliberately drawn by me to deceive you?"

Lou Xiaoyi shook his head, full of gratitude, "No, this is all true! This is my future! I'm sure!"

Watouzi let out a sigh of relief, "The future is the future, and the present is now! You have your future, and I have my persistence!"

So, after seeing this, what reason do you have to continue?

A glorious sword-wielding life, at least a long life of thousands of years, a thorough understanding of the universe! Compared with these, what is the life of a mere mortal? Is it worth exchanging the future glory for thousands of years?

Take my advice and stop before he dies!

It’s still not too late!”

Countless mortals watching from a distance were shocked by what was displayed on the bronze mirror! They never expected that a descendant of Lou Sima from the previous dynasty would actually come out as an immortal? What kind of inheritance is this?

How to choose is very clear, what are the priorities, what are the gains and losses when advancing or retreating, let alone a cultivator, even an ordinary mortal, as long as he is not a fool, all know what to do?

As for the regrets, they have become immortals. Let’s make up for it when we get another chance! How can we talk about the future if we lose the present?

Amid everyone's attention, Lou Xiaoyi sighed, "The time has come!"

When his hands rise and his palms fall, Emperor Tiande falls in response!

"Why? Why are you so indifferent? You are just a foundation builder, and you still have time to make up for some things..."

Lou Xiaoyi said softly: "The love of close relatives can never be violated! I would rather be an ant who is worthy of my heart than a swordsman with regrets! In addition, I am a man determined to become a Dharma cultivator..."

The magic weapon in Du Ouzi's hand turned into a long arrow, and he shot out with lightning, shooting Lou Xiaoyi, who was completely defenseless... into a ball of light and shadow residue, with no flesh and blood, no residue!

Subsequently, the Jinluan Palace collapsed in the light and shadow, and the surrounding crowds, officials, sergeants, and Zhaoye City further away all became illusory while swaying!

Including Watouzi, who had been floating in the air, his face gradually turned into a look of awakening!

[Send red envelopes] Reading benefits are here! You have up to 888 cash red envelopes to be drawn! Follow the weixin official account [Book Friends Base Camp] to draw red envelopes!

He was a little confused. Such a real dream was based on the most memorable fragments in the opponent's memories! The specially chosen foundation building stage was because it could destroy the foundation of a person, and secondly, the monks at this time were still very immature and their world view was not yet mature. If you can't talk about Taoism and your will is not firm, everything is just the beginning, so how can there be any real persistence?

It's useless when you're a mortal in the dream, because you haven't entered the Tao yet; the current stage of dreaming is too difficult, and the Yuanying's will cannot be taken away by him who is also a Yuanying! It's only when building a foundation or a golden elixir! Find an opponent to guard against. The easiest stage to break through, inducing them to make mistakes!

This is his hundreds of years of experience in the way of dreams! A fatal blow to the opponent when he is at his weakest, destroying his foundation, is all over!

Almost everything in the dream is real, because it once existed. The characters, environments, and events are all very real! He just needs to shake it up a little!

When the unparalleled achievements in the future are really before our eyes, how can a young casual cultivator who has just entered Taoism restrain his yearning? As long as he lets Emperor Tiande go in his dream, everything in this person's future will be like a tall building. The most important beam in the foundation was removed, and the collapse was imminent!

But this person's personality has not collapsed. As the initiator of all this, as a price, the only one who can collapse is the dreamer himself!

...All of this is just a moment in reality, as if taking a nap deep in the soul. In the blink of an eye, the sword is still flying and the person is still being manipulated, but Lou Xiaoyi already knows that there is no need to attack with the flying sword. !

Because the monk who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed had no breath at all!

If you play with other people's dream memories, sooner or later the day will come, and the cycle of nature will lead to retribution!

This kind of battle ended faster than his previous battles! At least he could still draw the sword before, and still see the sword entering the human body! But now, the sword flew back for more than half, and the person who took the sword hit It has disappeared into the sky!

Is this, is this a special flying sword? It doesn’t need a barrel hole anymore? It can kill people with just a gesture?

Dream killings are so rare that most of the monks present have not recovered for a moment!


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next