Zhutian Avenue

In the forty years of the New Era, Talisman Dao prevailed, and the fierce beasts that once forced all mankind out of breath seemed to be no problem.

It seems that it does not take many days for human beings to return to their former peak and become the top of the food chain.

Many people have forgotten the past crises and disasters, but Su Jie has never forgotten them.

He still remembered the vague but true horror when he sensed the will of the mysterious star.

And the mysterious man who almost robbed himself of him many years ago.

Even if the mysterious person looked at the profound star today, he was considered a catastrophe-level great horror, and behind it.

And that hanging mountain from what ‘Dragon Eclipse Realm’ comes from!

Recalling the mountains that were as big as stars in the scattered memories, and the ‘Fengtian Urn’.

Rao was Su Jie at this time, and he felt a little palpitating.

The threat of a system of extraordinary powers is far more terrifying than the destructive serpent that was beheaded by Mr. Ann.

Forty years of Talisman Dao, including the practice in dreams, is already a long time of 500 years.

His mood became more and more mellow and sensitive, and he could already feel the darkness and crisis on his face without even conforming to the will of Xuan Xing.

Even though Xuan Xing didn't know what star field he wandered into, the disaster might never disappear.

However, the former Optimus Pillar of Xuan Xing is no longer there...

"Mr. An, until now, I don't understand your pressure..."

Looking at Jiang Shili, who seemed to understand but not understand, Su Jie's eyes were calm, but he sighed faintly in his heart:

"I'm too tall, I'll really stand up to the heavens..."

"How do you arrange him?"

Seeing that Su Jie seemed to be full of thoughts, Jiang Shili suddenly felt worried. After more than ten years of getting along with each other, it is impossible to have no feelings at all.

"let it go."

Su Jie didn't say much that Jiang Shili was not Wang Zhixuan. Her personality was mostly sensual. If she knew too much, she would easily make mistakes.

After that, without waiting for her to ask again, she lifted her footsteps, and she has already passed through the crowd and stepped into a dream.

"you!"

Jiang Shili stomped his foot, and he could only helplessly glance at the excitedly strolling around in the square, Han Fangbai, and then exited his dream.

Hum!

The light and shadow in front of me flashed by extremely quickly, and in an instant, thousands of years seemed to flash by.

Su Jie stood there in a daze, seeming to be able to capture this endless light and shadow circulation.

This is the evolution of dreams.

Since his state of mind has reached this point, he will come here every few days to sharpen his spirit.

"Unfortunately, only for a moment."

The light and shadow receded, and Su Jiewei felt a little pity at the foot of a barren mountain.

The spiritual practice is far more obscure than the Talisman, and it is difficult to have an immediate improvement, or even vague.

To sharpen his spirit with the help of dreams is already the only way he can find after being unable to use the crystal skull.

This is a barren mountain, in front of the mountain, there is an endless spiritual field, behind the mountain, there are rolling mountains.

Above the starlight night, seven rounds of red blood moons are almost fascinating.

Surrounding the seven blood moons, countless rune patterns are intertwined vertically and horizontally, turning into a city that is even larger than the seven blood moons.

This large floating city is a city built by the dreamer, and it can be regarded as a base camp.

Looking up, there are countless flashes of light faintly visible. They are dreamers who have just entered the city. Of course, there are also "indigenous people" in dreams.

Fu Dao evolved step by step. At first, it was just a chip. However, what surprised many dreamers was that.

The ‘indigenous’ of this kingship dream learned the Talisman, even faster than them, and didn’t need a chip at all.

"The dream maker's cognition of the world is still above me..."

Su Jie's eyes were calm.

For him, this is a good thing, which shows that he at least still has room for improvement, and there is nothing more pleasant than having a forerunner on the road.

With thoughts in his mind, he took a step and stepped into the barren mountain.

The dream world is far larger than Xuan Xing. It has not been able to fully explore the dream world even after five hundred years of development.

Like the Hanging City, there are many creations that can be called myths, but like the barren mountains in front of them, there are many more that maintain their original appearance.

"Mr. Su, are you here again?"

The voice of the slightly helpless young boy sounded.

Su Jie stopped. Between the barren hills under the night, there were three thatched houses surrounded by fences. Fruits, vegetables and medicinal materials were planted inside, and clear springs flowed outside.

The environment is quiet and quiet.

A little adult who looks about seven or eight years old, and looks like a jade-like adult, sighs, seemingly helpless.

"Friend Xiaofa Daoist, I'm going to bother you to report again."

Su Jie smiled.

The boy's name is "Chaotic Fa", he looks seven or eight years old, but in fact, he looked like this 20 years ago.

"Master said he didn't want to see you, no matter how many times you come, he won't see you."

The Falunatic Boy sighed, turned and walked into the fence yard, and tapped on the wooden door of the hut: "Master, that annoying Mr. Su, here comes again."

With a symbolic cry, he turned around and spread his hands and shrugged, meaning ‘Look, I know the lord will never see you again’.

But in the next instant, an indifferent voice came from the house: "Potter, Juechen, and Xue Zheng can't find me. Your entry is indeed surprising."

Su Jie smiled without saying a word, but the boy was surprised.

Click~

The door opened wide.

The owner is dressed in a brown mysterious suit, neither tall nor short, nor fat nor thin, and ordinary in appearance, but his eyes are unforgettable.

"Su Jie has met Mr. Mu."

Su Jie raised his hand to salute.

The person in front of him was the one who used to be the first person in Xuanxing martial arts, and he had a fate in Wudang Mountain, Mu Longcheng.

"Potter teaches his apprentice better than me, and you are indeed a good seed."

Mu Longcheng glanced at Su Jie lightly:

"Every year, I will stay anywhere in this realm for one day. For 23 consecutive years, you can find me. At this moment, Xuanxing, you are number one."

There was a ripple in Mu Longcheng's heart.

Su Jie's talent is extremely high, even if it is the human world, the world of Ten Thousand Suns, there are very few that can match it.

With Xuanxing, Yun brought up such a character, even if it was him, he was surprised.

At least, he knows very well that if he doesn't have the similar experience of the two worlds, he is inferior to him.

"How about the first, and what about the second?"

Su Jie's expression was plain, without joy or sorrow.

"You have perseverance, and you have the means. It's worth seeing. After all, what can you do for me?"

Mou Longcheng leaned over to pluck an unknown fruit, and said lightly:

"Let's talk, I'll listen."

"The reason why Mr. Mu never died is related to Mr. An, right?"

Su Jie asked.

When he perceives Mu Longcheng in the dream of kingship, he is very surprised, because he remembers the first time he saw Mu Longcheng.

He was beaten to death by Mr. An on the top of Wudang Mountain.

"Not bad." Mu Longcheng was neither happy nor angry.

"Coming to the dreamland is also Mr. An's method?"

Su Jie asked again.

Mou Longcheng lifted his eyebrows: "Not bad."

"So, I'm finished."

Su Jie thanked him without asking more, turned around and disappeared into the night.

"Master, this Mr. Su is looking for you just to ask these two questions?"

The Falun Gong boy looked confused, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.

Mu Longcheng stopped for a long time before taking back his eyes: "Smart boy."

Su Jie’s question seemed to be only concerned with his situation, but in fact, it was asking about An Qisheng’s life and death.

And whether you can get rid of the dream.

These two questions are actually just one question, that is, whether An Qisheng is alive.

And the answer is self-evident, I can't live without dreams, that An Qisheng, of course, is not dead.

"Two are already a lot."

Mu Longcheng didn't explain much, but a dark light appeared in his eyes: "An Qisheng..."

For decades in the outside world and hundreds of years in dreams, he is certainly not wandering aimlessly, but to find An Qisheng.

He has a clear mind and a faint enlightenment. This period of time will be the only chance for him to get rid of the restraint.

But, An Qisheng, where are you?

…

"It's like a dream..."

In the room, Han Fang Bai looked very dazed and excited.

He didn't even step into the dreamland, but just staying in the dreamland square these days, he had a great harvest.

The dazzling array of talismans, one by one powerful talisman, has undoubtedly broadened his horizons.

"With a dream square, even if I don't dream, the extra time is enough for me to draw a complete rune!"

Han Fang Bai is full of spirits.

Fu Dao emphasizes that one talisman connects ten thousand talisman. The sooner you draw a talisman, the greater your advantage in the future.

In the following days, Han Fangbai devoted himself to Fu Dao.

Except for a few hours of sleep, I study almost day and night.

The principle of Fudao, the operation of Fudao, the system of Fudao...

With ten times the time, his progress has been leaps and bounds, and several teachers in the school are dumbfounded.

Fu Dao is difficult at the beginning, easy in the middle, and difficult in the later period. Normally, the person who can draw the first talisman at the age of eighteen is one in a million.

Although Han Fangbai has some talents, there are only some. In the evaluation, he should have to repeat the study for a year before it is possible to draw the first talisman.

However, with one hundred days to go before the college entrance examination, Han Fangbai has already begun to draw the first talisman in his life.

"Theoretically, if you have more than 90% mastery of a talisman, you can try to draw it. I am now close to 100, and it is basically impossible to fail!"

With a talisman in hand, Baek Ji Joo is holding the Korean medicine.

In fact, there are many advanced and even top talismans in the Dreamland Plaza, and he has long been not concerned about an entry-level thermostat talisman.

When the tip of the pen was turned, it had already landed on the talisman paper issued by the school, and the pen went through the dragons and snakes without any pause.

Hum~

However, the Fu was not half painted yet, Han Fangbai only felt a buzz in his mind, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com went black.

The wrist suddenly lost control.

"It's over, it's going to fail..."

After returning to his senses, Han Fang Bai's heart screamed, then he threw away the talisman, and bowed his head sullenly.

Then it was taken aback.

On the flat stone table, Fu Lu glowed with a deep light, so he was successful?

"how can that be?"

Han Fang Bai was stunned, and then discovered that this talisman was not a constant temperature talisman, or even any talisman in his memory.

The lines on it were distorted and weird and unnatural, he even understood the meaning of the runes above at a glance.

Carpenter?

What is this symbol?

Han Fangbai looked dumbfounded.