Deep in the dark forest, where few humans have set foot, there is a hillside.
There is no evil spirit here, it is a pure land.
On the hillside, there was another huge boulder. On the boulder, there was a figure lying there. It was Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian himself didn't know where he was, he only knew how to protect his will.
Twelve consecutive life-relieving acupuncture techniques. Uncle Hei once warned him not to use acupuncture until he entered the Yuan Mansion. He could not withstand the power of the burst of blood. The last time, it was because of the care of people from the Emperor Star Academy that he could He was safe and sound, but this time, not only did he apply the acupuncture, but his body itself suffered great trauma, how could he not be in danger of death.
Qin Wentian didn't have any strength in his body at this moment, and could only maintain his vitality with a strong will.
"You can practice in your dreams."
Qin Wentian knew clearly that a martial artist's strength could make him alive. If he wanted to survive, he had to restore strength in his body before he could survive. However, he was shocked to find that this space seemed to be cut off from heaven and earth, and he could not Sensing the martial stars, he was unable to draw the power of the stars into his body.
This situation made Qin Wentian a little desperate. There was no energy in his body. In a few days, he might even starve to death.
"Could this be the place where my bones are buried?" Qin Wentian felt unwilling to do so. He could not die.
He wanted to break the shackles of this space, and his strong obsession gave him a powerful dream consciousness to spy on this space.
On the empty land, he was the only one lying on the boulder, feeling so helpless. However, at this moment, in his dream, he saw a looming mountain peak, standing not far away, reaching into the sky.
"This is not my dream." Qin Wentian was shocked in his heart. Immediately, another mountain peak appeared, until nine ancient peaks that reached into the sky surrounded the hillside. Qin Wentian's heart was filled with shock.
Jiufeng seems to be something outside the sky, vague and uncertain. Is all this reality or a dream
Qin Wentian himself couldn't tell the difference.
With his mind wandering, Qin Wentian saw a picture, a middle-aged man wearing a green shirt. He wandered around the world and came to this hillside. Seeing the picturesque scenery here, he slept on the boulder on the hillside.
After falling asleep, nine peaks appeared around the hillside. Immediately, endless scenes appeared among the nine peaks.
Each picture continued to flow, and Qin Wentian was overwhelmed. He saw the middle-aged man picking off the stars in the sky with one hand, he saw the middle-aged man in green shirt cutting off the mountains and rivers with a sword, and he also saw the middle-aged man in the picture. The middle finger poked a hole in the sky.
However, everything seems to be a dream.
The middle-aged man woke up, patted the dust on his body, smiled casually, and then strolled away, free and uninhibited.
And those mountain peaks disappeared.
"A dream can travel the world, a dream can glimpse the past and present, a dream can capture the stars and the moon, in a dream I am the craziest, life is a dream, why not be free and unrestrained, and have a great spring and autumn dream."
The middle-aged man in green shirt gave a lively smile, leaving behind a great spring and autumn dream on the boulders on the hillside.
"Have a big spring and autumn dream."
Qin Wentian's heart fluctuated slightly, and his consciousness drifted towards a mountain peak. The image of the mountain peak was flowing endlessly. In an instant, Qin Wentian felt a suction coming from him, swallowing up his consciousness.
He found that he was already in this mountain scene, and a dream seemed to be recorded here.
The middle-aged man in green clothes transformed into Kunpeng, soaring between heaven and earth. Those huge pupils suddenly came towards him. Qin Wentian felt that there seemed to be a terrifying demonic light shining between the opening and closing of those demonic eyes, which were sharper than swords. With a sound, Screaming, Qin Wentian seemed to be about to die.
"No..." Qin Wentian roared in his heart, how could he die while a ray of his consciousness was alive in the world.
"If it's just a dream, why am I afraid of this Lingtian aura?"
Qin Wentian suddenly looked up, not afraid of those demonic eyes, as if thousands of lights penetrated his body, but still could not move his heart.
Kunpeng soars between heaven and earth, riding the wind for thousands of miles. Who can compete with his speed
Qin Wentian's heart was always fluctuating violently. His consciousness exited the picture and then entered the second mountain peak. Within that mountain peak, the middle-aged man in green clothes transformed into an ancient god. He could pick stars with his hands. The sky and the earth collapsed. Qin Wentian As if he had died countless times, he endured the sense of destruction again and again, but used his strongest will to keep his consciousness immortal.
On the third ancient peak, a middle-aged man in green shirt pointed at the broken mountains and rivers, pointing out that the heaven and earth were broken and everything was destroyed.
On the fourth ancient peak, the middle-aged man in green shirt roared, causing mountains to collapse and the ground to crack, and tsunamis to surge.
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On the Ninth Ancient Peak, the middle-aged man in green shirt can see through eternity with one glance, and all living things will be destroyed under his glance.
Qin Wentian did not know how many times he had experienced the pain of being on the verge of death. Under that kind of pressure, he was as insignificant as the gravel in the desert. However, he still clung to life.
There are nine ancient peaks and nine monstrous wills, each of which has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
Qin Wentian's consciousness retreated and he sighed, what a great spring and autumn dream.
Although Qing Shi had left a dream here in his middle age and his strength was extraordinary, Qin Wentian did not believe that it was true among the nine peaks.
As the middle-aged man said, life is a dream, so why not have a big dream in spring and autumn
"Nine ancient peaks, nine dreams, why can't they be the nine abilities of the middle-aged Qingshan?" Qin Wentian whispered in his heart. Each one has the power to destroy the world, but why can't it be the middle-aged Qingshan? Magnify your abilities to the limit and have a big dream.
"Wizard."
Qin Wentian sighed, this middle-aged man in green shirt is definitely a genius.
He once thought that the Sleeping Star Soul needed specific skills and magical powers in order to exert its power, but the middle-aged man in green shirt gave him a huge shock.
Dreams themselves are a kind of power, and the power of dreams can be everywhere.
Qin Wentian studied it carefully, and now he has calmed down, not so panicked about life and death. He will not die. This obsession is getting stronger and stronger.
"Have a great Spring and Autumn dream." Qin Wentian murmured, holding on to that ray of consciousness, comprehending the Nine Peaks scroll, and dreaming of a great Spring and Autumn dream.
Time passed slowly, and on the first mountain peak, the scroll was shining with bright light. At this moment, in the dark forest, many monsters were moving towards this side, and a real mountain peak was looming.
After a while, they saw a second mountain peak appearing in that space. Suddenly, a terrifying forbidden power appeared there, shocking the monsters.
These monsters know that the land blocks all external forces. Without vitality and monster energy, if they enter that place, they will fall into a dream and don't know why.
However, at this moment, in that space, the mountain peaks in the dream actually appeared, shining brightly.
When the nine peaks lit up, a terrifying force filled the air, and terrifying waves enveloped the dark forest in all directions, sealing everything away. The monsters began to riot and become frantic, running away like crazy.
In the void, the black phoenix eagle looked sharp, staring in that direction with dazzling eyes. Did the young man who could create dreams really resonate with that dream
The shining brilliance of the nine mountain peaks gathered in the void and turned into a dazzling sky, blocking out everything.
In the middle of the curtain, in Qin Wentian's dream, a figure flashed out, and it was the middle-aged man in a blue shirt. Of course, only Qin Wentian in the dream could see the appearance of the middle-aged man.
I saw him standing with a smile on his face, standing in the void, looking at Qin Wentian.
"Qin Wentian pays homage to senior. Is this in a dream?"
Qin Wentian couldn't help but say respectfully when he saw the middle-aged figure.
"This is my dream thought. You enter my dream and let a ray of my dream thought appear. I will give you a fortune. What do you want?" The middle-aged man looked at Qin Wentian with a smile and said slowly.
Qin Wentian looked at the light curtain in the void and said, "Senior, it's possible that the great dream of the Spring and Autumn Period was sealed here by the power of the seal. I want these nine peaks, and they cannot stop me from practicing."
"It's simple." The middle-aged man's steps trembled, and the ban seemed to be broken. He said: "From now on, this ban can't stop you from practicing, what else do you want."
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"I want the demonic energy of this dark forest to condense into my body and turn into the seal of Kunpeng." Qin Wentian spoke again, and saw the middle-aged man grasping the palm of his hand, and the whole forest roared suddenly, and the infinite demonic energy gathered here, turning into The terrifying vortex continued to enter Qin Wentian's body lying on the ground.
"If you can't digest it, it's not a blessing. What else do you need?" the middle-aged man said again.
Qin Wentian's gaze was sharp, piercing the sky like a sword drawn from its sheath. He was in today's critical situation only because of the gift of the Third Prince of Chu, Luo Qianqiu and others, and he would definitely "repay" in the future.
"I want this Chu country, and nothing can stop me from moving forward." Qin Wentian said loudly, and the middle-aged man smiled again: "This is left to you to do by yourself, and it is not a request."
"This opportunity is a blessing. This junior does not dare to ask for too much. If I have the opportunity to meet my senior in the future, I will personally thank you." Qin Wentian said respectfully.
"A creation and a dream. You can trigger a dream left by me and let me have a spiritual dream. It is also an opportunity. If you don't want creation, I will give you a creation. This is my way of practice. , has nothing to do with you." The middle-aged man said with a smile, and then his eyes flashed, and suddenly a bright mark seemed to rush into Qin Wentian's mind.
Qin Wentian's mind trembled, and he woke up from the dream. At the same time, a wisp of dream thoughts from the middle age flew towards the distance and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
One creation and one dream, this is his way of practice.
On the lonely hillside, there was still only Qin Wentian lying there quietly. There was no middle age, no light curtain, and no nine peaks in sight.
PS: I dreamed of a lot of tickets coming in. Will this spring and autumn dream come true? I am calling for recommendation votes! (To be continued)