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"Sister, you are here!"
The majestic young general, riding a war horse rarely seen in Japan, was bathed in the sunshine at the beginning of the snowy day. The city of Edo was flooded, and the general's mansion was full of blood. This young man seemed to be spotless for half a year. , who is it not Lin Luodong
Luo Dong has not forgotten his previous life
Lin Luoran had a lot of questions to ask him, and he was still worried because he didn't see Huang Weijian.
Lin Luodong reined in, "Tokugawa Ieyasu, you've had a dream for four hundred years, and you still don't want to wake up?! Do you really want these puppet figures to perform a good show of defeating the Edo shogunate?"
There are already cracks in the flawless sky, and the light of the real world is about to pour down at any time.
Fire Phoenix destroyed the black statue, and there was a gap in this perfect dream, so Lin Luodong represented Toyotomi Hideyori's army to break through Edo Castle—this is in Japanese history, or in Tokugawa Ieyasu In my memory, it is something that never happened!
"You forced me. Those who stop me must die!" Tokugawa Ieyasu's pupils were only black. His anger was burning, and the sky that had cleared up slowly turned dark again, and a monster with eight heads and eight tails suddenly appeared in the sky above the General's Mansion.
His eyes were red, his back was covered with moss and trees, his chest was festered and bloody, and above his head was a cloud that was about to rain at any time. His body was as big as a mountain peak. Foggy clouds are everywhere.
"Yachigi snake!"
Not only Lin Luoran, but many more people present recognized this monster. In Japanese mythology, it represents the Yamato no Orochi that makes troubles caused by the "flooding of rivers". While its tail was shaking, Lin Luoran realized that the curled tail had grabbed many people.
Huang Weijian, Cui Hejian, and Mu's sixth grader. Lin Luoran knew these. As for those who didn't know, it was probably the Huaxia tour group and a few foreign students who disappeared at the beginning.
This monster probably wouldn't have captured the missing Japanese to threaten Lin Luoran—she didn't have such a strong spirit of international assistance.
"Yagi, you worked so hard to attract me, you don't want me to see Tokugawa Ieyasu's ability to create dreams, right?" Lin Luoran's body is very small compared to Yamato no Orochi, but in terms of momentum, he is not inferior !
To use Ao Jiao Huofeng's words, she is still a "true god" after all, this guy is a semi-finished product that has worked hard to get the name of the god, she will not lose if she loses.
"Little Huaxia cultivator, since you know that it is the god who led you here, you dare to rely on your alchemy cultivation base. You Huaxia people will never learn a lesson." Every time Baqi said a word , They shook their heads at the pause, changed their heads and said it, the voice came from several directions like thunder, father Lin and Yuan Ye with weaker cultivation bases, and Ye Xiaobei, all felt their inner organs were shaken.
Lin Luodong even fell off the horse directly, Father Lin caught him and put him by his side.
But ordinary people like Lin Qingxue, including the shogunate samurai who did not die in the courtyard, showed no abnormalities.
Lin Luoran was not injured, she just showed a sneering expression, "A water monster that does all kinds of evil, also wants to enshrine the gods with its body, you are dead like all gods and Buddhas, and the heavens can't do anything to you?!"
Baqi stretched out his second head, and said in a low voice: "After four hundred years of hard work, this god is only half sure. Fortunately, you came to the door automatically. Now this god has ten levels of certainty."
A breeze made Lin Luoran fly up, and she walked above the clouds, looking down at Yamato no Orochi from a higher position.
"Four hundred years ago, you persuaded Tokugawa Ieyasu to take advantage of the expansion of Hongu Asama Taisha Shrine on the top of Mt. Blossoming the power of faith of the Goddess Ye Jiming, trying to use this method to prove God, am I right?"
The blood that festered on Yamato no Orochi's chest stinks unbearably, and it looks even more ugly when it twists its body.
The stench spread with its twisting head:
"What's wrong with that stinky woman who can seal the god under Mount Fuji and take away her godhead?"
Lin Luoran chuckled, "Whether right or wrong, this dream of yours gathers the dark side of all wishes. If the dream-making center wakes up, what do you think will happen?"
The center of dream making is Tokugawa Ieyasu whose six senses have been blocked by Yachi!
Lin Luoran's fingertips gather bright light, the vitality of wood, the lightness of water, the heat of fire, the mellowness of earth, and the sharpness of gold.
This is a spiritual power bomb that randomly kneads the spiritual power of the five elements. Xin Yuanping once tasted a spiritual bomb made of a lower level of spiritual energy. Very dangerous existence.
Baqi laughed so that all eight heads were shaking, and the tail was also swinging around, making the "hostages" caught by its tail look very dangerous.
"Little monk, if you want to use the principle of five elements repelling each other to deal with me, aren't you afraid of hurting these people instead?"
False and real, half-dream and half-awake, Baqi had a well-thought-out plan, it was predicted that Lin Luoran would not dare to act rashly, the power of the Lingli bead explosion was unpredictable, and they were the ones who were most likely to be injured.
Lin Luoran showed a somewhat strange smile, as if Baqi had told a very funny joke.
She raised the "Five Elements Spirit Bead" in her hand and made a gesture of being ready to throw it at any time. Yaqi also had to be vigilant. It was not afraid that Lin Luoran would hurt anyone, but it was worried that the explosion would wake up Tokugawa Ieyasu, who was closed in Liujue. Four hundred years of hard work was ruined once, even if Lin Luoran, a ready-made "true god" could replace him, it would not be able to make up for the power of faith gathered!
Gods without the power of faith, like the Chinese female cultivator in front of me, can only be held in their hands.
The slightly strange smile on the corner of Lin Luoran's mouth gradually won, and she suddenly threw the beads out one by one
"Dare!" Baqi was furious, one head opened its bloody mouth and bit Lin Luoran, and the tail dragging behind it also suddenly exerted force, crushing the hostages rolled up by its tail in a blink of an eye, and another The tail curled up like a thrown five-element spiritual power bead, trying to prevent it from exploding.
At this moment, Lin Luoran was in danger, and the hostages were in danger. Judging by the situation, the Five Elements Spiritual Power Orb would not explode as expected. Could it be that Lin Luoran's efforts have failed so far
Everyone who was too low to interfere in the battle made their own efforts.
Lin Qingxue aimed at the head that was about to bite Lin Luoran, and shot without hesitation!
With the help of Yuan Ye, Father Lin jumped up and slashed at the tail of Baqi who wanted to crush the "hostages" to death!
Yuan Ye and Ye Xiaobei tried to work together to activate the water spell, freezing the water under Baqi's body, and slowing down its movements—
They all work hard, and they, too, are too weak.
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The turning point of the matter came from the five-element spiritual power bead. At the moment of such a group attack, the direction of its original fall suddenly changed its trajectory, the parabola reversed, and it was thrown backwards.
A big golden bird jumped out from the side, Xiao Jin, this is Xiao Jin who has been hiding for a long time and has been keeping a low profile!
Xiaojin used its long beak to grab the spiritual power bead, its wings shook like a flash of lightning, and with one flap of its wings, it appeared several tens of feet away.
"There is a fish in the north, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is. It turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. The back of the Peng, I don't know how many thousands of miles away. It flies in anger, and its wings are like Clouds hanging from the sky... the water hits three thousand miles, and the one that swings upwards ninety thousand miles."
In the past, there was a roc bird, which soared ninety thousand miles.
Xiao Jin is not Kunpeng, it is just a young bird of the Golden Feather Eagle, but it is the king of the Golden Feather Eagle!
Xiao Jin grabbed the Lingli Orb and disappeared from everyone's sight. It was headed towards the snow-capped Mount Fuji.
Shocked, Baqi bit Lin Luoran and missed. What greeted its head was roaring away, Lin Qingxue's bullets of spiritual power!
The bullet blasted a flower of blood on its forehead, compared to its huge body, this kind of attack is really too small, too insignificant. But for Lin Qingxue, an ordinary person, it was her pride that this gun could still hit the center of the eyebrows when Baqi was twisting!
Its big head stopped, and Lin Luoran was no longer in the same place.
Under Ye Xiaobei and Yuan Ye's joint efforts, they looked like a mosquito. Although it was weak, it made Baqi feel uncomfortable harassment.
It really wanted to kill these two "little bugs" immediately.
The real and most important blow was Papa Lin's powerful saber, he slashed at Yachi's tail wrapped around the person.
The magic weapon of the third grade, the sword light infused with the spiritual energy of Dad Lin's whole body, is indestructible, and when it is cut with a single knife, although Baqi's tail is not broken, the blood that erupts has stained a large area of water.
Baqi suffered from pain and let go of the "hostages" with their tails curled up.
A gust of wind blew in, and Lin Luoran controlled the technique, making everyone fall behind safely.
Did it work? Everyone was exhausted and didn't know where the courage to work together just now came from.
With their cooperation, they actually snatched back the hostages from Baqi. Seeing Baqi writhing in pain, everyone felt like a dream.
Lin Luoran propped up the enhanced version of the fire cover, and covered Huang Weijian and Cui Hejian who were rescued, including Father Lin and Yuan Ye who were about to lose their strength.
Yachi twisted his body like crazy, and the tall houses of Edo Castle collapsed, and the civilians affected by the war, as well as the Edo people whose lives were killed by the flood, men, women, old and children, were floating corpses everywhere.
Rubbles and wooden beams, human corpses and animals, although Lin Luoran knew that this was a dream, Lin Luoran still felt pity in his heart.
Lin Luoran couldn't stay away from the fire cover for too long, so Lin Luoran looked in the direction of Mount Fuji.
Xiao Jin, you have to go faster, faster, please...
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"Do you think that blowing up Mount Fuji will open up the exit to the outside world?"
Baqi flicked his tail and slapped Lihuo's hood. Lin Luoran's expression was not pretty, but he was also full of hope.
Of course, she didn't expect to blow up Mt. Fuji to open up the exit to the outside world. Everything here is so real, Mount Fuji must still be that active volcano in this dream. The impact of blowing up Mount Fuji will make this perfectly weaved dream never return to its original appearance.
What she bet on is that Yaki's ability to make Tokugawa Ieyasu dream up is not an endless cycle. In that case, Yaki is already considered a god in this field, so why should it make trouble.
Since energy is conserved, the more she destroys the dream world, the more energy Yachi will use to repair the world later - if it has no follow-up power, this dream can no longer be compiled, full of A world with the power of belief in the dark attribute will collapse completely.
It may take three years or more to be a good person. It only takes three days to be a bad guy.
Governing a country well requires the joint efforts of several generations of monarchs, and corrupting a dynasty may only be done deliberately by a certain "screw".
Huofeng is right, destruction is always more intuitive and powerful than creation.
What Lin Luoran wants to do now is to be a destroyer.
"You want to snatch my golden seal and gold book, and try to pretend to be a god with a sinful body... Baqi, I want to show you that it is your worst decision to lure me into the urn."
The flames from the fire hood made Lin Luoran's side face shine brightly, as if to confirm what she said, there was a loud noise from the direction of Mount Fuji.
The volcanic ash from the volcanic explosion formed a huge mushroom cloud, very similar to the atomic bombs dropped by the United States on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan in a certain year. The radiation brought by this violent explosion would make this dreamlike world like water Crash like a tattoo
Lin Luoran increased the output of spiritual power. She was afraid that her spiritual power would run out, so she directly extracted the strange fire from the space for her own use.
The "memory bead" given by Fairy Bai only had knowledge before the alchemy stage, which made Lin Luoran, a alchemy cultivator, very embarrassing. She had no alchemy cultivation, but she was like an ignorant child with a laser gun who didn't know how to use it It's a pity that you can only rely on the skills of the foundation building period to fight against the enemy.
The explosion of Mount Fuji widened the cracks in the sky.
Tokugawa Ieyasu, who has been sealed off from the six senses, because the dream world is closely connected with him, the seal imposed on him by the eight differences has become invalid.
This appearance has been stuck in the middle-aged Japanese Sengoku general, slowly opened his eyes.
What he saw was the submerged Edo Castle, the wooden beams floating on the water, and the side room that was always loved by him in red, but now it was just a cold corpse.
More floating corpses, in front of them, are the people of Edo Castle, the people under the rule of Tokugawa Ieyasu.
Half of the majestic holy mountain was blown up, mushroom clouds rose into the sky, and magma overflowed, about to engulf the beautiful mountains and rivers here.
Those exquisite eaves in memory, the white-faced woman who came slowly in clogs, the cherry blossoms in the corner will never bloom again, no one will play music, and there will be no proud samurai who swears allegiance to him... This mess in front of him The world was not the Japan he remembered at all.
Pain flashed in Tokugawa Ieyasu's eyes.
Baqiweng said in a voice, "When the god seizes the divinity of this Chinese female cultivator, I will return you a more real Edo era..."
Tokugawa Ieyasu was full of blackness, he looked at Yamato no Orochi, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Enough."
"What did you say?"
Tokugawa Ieyasu closed his eyes in pain, "I've said enough... I've had this dream for four hundred years, and I never want to do it again."
The Edo period that belonged to him has actually disappeared in the long river of time.
Every plant and tree here has only its shape but no spirit. It is not his Edo city at all.
In order to intercept the power of dark faith, he even deceived himself.
He does have a concubine who is very fond of, and that is his confidante before he made a fortune. In his memory, she had already died of dystocia, so he did not have a second son named "Tokugawa Shinhoku"—he was the one who weaved the dream, but weaved himself into the dream.
There are many regrets in life that make him want to go back to the past. For example, the concubine who died young, the son who didn't have time to name him.
There are many glories in life that make him want to stay in memory.
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I have had this dream for four hundred years, and I never want to do it again. "
Tokugawa Ieyasu is the center of this world. This perfect Edo period was born because of his nostalgia and obsession. When he didn't want to dream, this world melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Mount Fuji disappeared.
Mizusawa disappeared.
The corpses all over the ground disappeared.
The young woodcutter at the foot of Mount Fuji was trembling just before the arrival of the lava. The next moment, the lava disappeared before his eyes, and he slowly remembered who he was.
As a student at the University of Tokyo, how did he become a woodcutter
Cui Hejian woke up clutching his head.
His mind was filled with the memories of a medical officer, Cui Hejian looked at his coir raincoat and wooden clogs, and couldn't help but smile.
Huang Juan stretched her waist and woke up faintly.
It's really strange, she had a long dream, dreaming that she became the mother of Toyotomi Hideyori in the Edo period, what kind of king, please, she hasn't fallen in love yet, how could she dream of having a twelve-year-old son
As for the middle-aged and heroic Tokugawa Ieyasu, the moisture in his body was instantly stripped, and the skin on his body was instantly older than the peel of an orange.
An ordinary person who has lived for four hundred years, his real physical fitness, even at the moment of his dream, can no longer stand upright.
All the people who disappeared this time, whether they were from China or Japan, all came to their senses, and they stood there in a daze. And all fictional characters, like the masked bustard performing kabuki and those vagabonds who drank heavily, disappeared with the melting of mountains and rivers.
After waking up from the dream, the colorful world disappeared, Lin Luoran looked at the scene before him and smiled wryly.
The pungent sulfur smell, the cracked hard soil layer, and the magma jumping under the soil layer, everyone thought that they were trekking mountains and rivers, but they just stayed at the crater of Mount Fuji and had a real dream. !
In addition to them, there are many dead bones scattered all over the place. Are these people the ones who have been lost in dreams for the past four hundred years
Xiao Jin hovered outside the fire hood, very disturbed.
There is no Yamato no Orochi here, where did it go
Looking at Tokugawa Ieyasu who was so old that only a layer of dry skin was left on his bones, Lin Luoran had a bad premonition in his heart.
Things went smoothly and unexpectedly, Yagi no Orochi really has such an easy solution
What responded to her was the sound of cracking from the hard soil.
The magma under the soil layer is roaring, breaking out of the ground, breaking out of the ground, that is the writhing body of Yachi, rampant laughter!