Chapter 555: Eternal dreams, eternal dreams

In the shadow of the rock, Yang Jian and Xuantu sat face to face, even though the immortals who had not left were curious about what they were doing, but Yang Jian enveloped them with profound energy, and no one could snoop on them.
　　 People shouted, Xuan Du also wanted to hear what Yang Jian said, but Yang Jian suddenly didn't know how to speak.
　　 directly asked "Where is your hometown", this is too obvious.
　　 "Hmm... Does Uncle know the name of the song just now?"
Xuan Du thought for a while, then pinched a finger to calculate, "Let me think about it. I have lived too long and traveled too many roads. I buried these in my heart. When I want to remember, I will slowly Go and search."
　　 This is actually a method commonly used by Primordial Power. Using such magical powers to organize memories, you don't have to think too much on weekdays.
　　 After a while, Yang Jian's spirits were shocked.
　　 "Yes," Xuandu smiled, "The name of this song should be...what is the wind blowing, Mai Lang? I remember, it should have been heard in a dream... Did you also wander into the future generations?"
　　Wandering? Dream? Hereafter?
　　 Yang Jian looked at Xuan Du, without saying anything, his blank face made Xuan Du smile lightly.
Xuantu smiled and said: "I am cultivating a natural way, combining Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, and nature. In the ancient times, I realized a magical power and a dream forever. In my dream, I can turn myself into a panacea. , Appear as you wish in the heavens of the ages, to experience the mystery of the avenue."
　　 Yang Jian almost stared out after hearing Xuan Du's words like this.
　　 "I have used this method to dream of opening the sky, I have seen the figure of the Great God Pangu, and I have also heard of the meeting of the Great God Pangu, perfecting this magical power."
　　 "I once turned into a little demon, watching some fragments of the battle between dragon and phoenix, and walked through a short cycle."
　　 "I got a chance to see what this world will look like in the future. It seems to be the end of the Tao, but it also seems to be a new world where the Tao has been completely changed. The tune that I just hummed was heard from there."
　　 Yang Jian's apple trembles, "How do you call the people there?"
"There is a shadow that I can't see between the future generations and the prehistoric life. I have only stayed in the future generations for a few years," Xuandu shook his head. "Moreover, many pictures in the dream will be forgotten by themselves after waking up, and I can't remember what I did. Time."
　　 Yang Jian asked again: "When did you dream of going to the future generations?"
　　Xuandu recalled for a while, and pinched his fingers, "Thousands of years ago, it was just a nap. Later, because something happened in the city, I was woken up by someone."
　　 Thousands of years ago...
　　 took a nap...
　　 "Specific time!" Yang Jian suddenly became a little excited, stood up, and walked in front of Xuandu in two steps.
　　 I can’t say, his soul can come to Honghuang, because it was accidentally brought over by Xuandu back then!
　　 "Calm down, calm down," Xuan Du waved to Yang Jian not to get excited, then smiled and asked, "Why are you so excited? As far as I know, my magical power is only right when I understand it."
"I!"
　　 Yang Jian had the urge to squeeze out his feet, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.
　　 It's not that Xuan is unbelievable, but the matter is too relevant, it is always his biggest secret.
　　 "Since I heard of the great catastrophe from the master, I have been thinking about the prehistoric times; if there are future generations, the prehistoric times will not have troubles in the future, can it be so?"
　　 Xuandu smiled lightly, and the laughter was so playful.
　　 Yang Jian also knew that he could not lie to such a person, so he made a confession, "I have agreed with someone on this matter, and I can’t tell anyone else. I also ask Uncle Haihan."
　　 "That's all, who hasn't had any reluctance to talk about the past. Since you are a Taoist disciple that the teacher is optimistic about, I can rest assured of you."
　　Following the trend, Yang Jian turned off the topic and deliberately said: "The saints fight against the law, and the big catastrophe is nothing but this. The road behind should be easier."
"Don't be lucky," Xuan Du said with a serious face, "There may be a battle behind the matter of conferring the gods. Don't think that you understand it. Although the third master has lost the four swords of Zhuxian, the cut-off teaching is also considered hurt. The vitality, but there are so many disciples of Jiedu, this matter is still quite tricky."
　　 Yang Jian was stern, and said, "Thank you, Uncle for reminding."
　　Xuandu nodded graciously, "In that case, you have asked and asked, and you know that Honghuang will not be cut off from vitality, and all spirits will always have a home, can you feel safe?"
　　 "It's mostly settled down."
　　 "That's good, you... Forget it, I don't ask you, I don't ask you 80%," Xuan Du curled his lips, and Yang Jian felt a little guilty.
　　 Obviously he held Xuan Du to ask this, Xuan Du told the truth, but he lied.
　　 It is indeed because this matter is too important to me, even only the other two parties, Hou Tu and Tianyan Daozi understand it, and even my master hasn't mentioned it.
　　 "If you are fine, I will go back to Xuandu and continue to dream of my eternal dreams, practice hard, settle the sacred things as soon as possible, and come to Xuandu City to hunt for treasures. Ha"
After 　　 said, Xuan Du yawned and stretched again, and disappeared silently in the layer of profound energy that Yang Jian had arranged.
　　 Yang Jian didn't notice the slightest fluctuation, and he didn't know how Xuan went.
　　 When Xuan Du was leaving, the playfulness in his eyes made Yang Jian a guilty conscience.
　　 Why didn't he hold it back, and just used this to ask Master Xuandu, doesn't it mean that I have to be exposed?
　　 seriously...
　　 Yang Jian spit on himself for a while, then sighed slightly, got up and walked out of the rocky mountain like the waves, and looked up into the air.
　　 Chanjiao immortal has left, only Huang Tianhua and Wei Hu are standing in the air, a jade talisman swaying gently, falls in front of Yang Jian, and Yang Jian raises his hand and grabs it.
　　 is a letter from the master.
　　 There are only sixteen words:
　　 There is nothing wrong with the universe, so don’t talk about it lightly. Change in the Conferred God Tribulation, cut off no doubts.
　　Master, he...
　　 Yang Jian was stunned, and stopped for a long time without moving.
　　 After the sky was overcast, Yang Jian bowed his head and sighed before returning to the Zhou Army barracks.
　　The army is out, starry and night, walking along dozens of trails in the strange terrain shot by Yang Jian, rushing to the boundary pass.
　　 This is exactly:
　　 The words of the sage before the sword of Zhu Xian, explain and compete to burn five levels.
　　 In this battle, five sages gathered to fight, and everywhere in the land was shaken, but the sages’ fight was like, only the disciples of Dao Sect knew. The monks outside the Dao Sect didn’t know who to look for if they wanted to inquire.
　　 Daomen catastrophe intensified, all monks who had nothing to do with Daomen practiced in the mountains, so they should avoid going out to avoid being burned by the fire.
　　 The situation in Nanzhou seems to be clear. Behind Zhou Guo stood the shadows of four saints. From the monk's point of view, this was the winning side.
　　 However, no one on the big business side would tell Di Xin this. Although Chaoge City was panicking, but on the deer platform, there was still singing every night, and there was a lot of drunken behavior.
　　 After the battle of the saints, on the third day, Zhou's army attacked Jiepai Pass like a broken bamboo. Xu Gai, the defender of Jiepai Pass, descended to Zhou. The soldiers and civilians in the city were unharmed.
　　Yang Jian ordered the army to be organized at Jiepaiguan, and ordered the army to gather all the towns in the two passes, with Zhou Guowenchen officials in charge of the cities.
　　 In this era, as long as the tax is levied, the common people will support it desperately.
　　 King Wu is Mingjun again, and Zhou’s accumulation is also considered strong. Various places are awarded with light taxes, which immediately makes the land that Zhou Jun has laid down as golden.
　　 "Report! North Road army has won!"
　　 "Report! General Deng Chanyu has military intelligence to report!"
　　 Yang Jian just stayed in the General Soldier's Mansion, he immediately got busy. The generals held a celebration banquet in the front hall, but Yang Jian was bored in the study room next to him, dealing with weekly and political affairs.
　　 Until late at night, before the generals left, Yang Jian appeared and drank a glass of wine, and then went back to the study, holding the ‘appraisal’ of several officials, and kept wondering.
　　 is that gold always shines, which is really good for Jiang Ziya.
In a short period of time, Jiang Shang has already established initial prestige in Zhou, and he has not bad control of the grain distribution. He has also found out some small officials who are greedy for ink, and severely punished a bunch of profiteers who sit on the ground and raise prices. This is a preliminary display of talent. .
　　 But there are ministers who think Jiang Shang is too sharp, hurting others and himself, and it is not very helpful to the king, and so on.
　　 Throwing the memorabilia, Yang Jian sat in a chair and started to think, did he leave more for Nanzhou dunya?
　　For example, the system of selecting the talents and judging the ability does not extend to the imperial examination in one step, but it can also cultivate some gentry to check and balance the princes and princes of various places...
　　Like Zhou's current system, if the ruler is a Ming Dynasty, the world will be stable and upward.
　　 However, if the ruler of the hero is a waste, it will inevitably lead to war and rebellion.
　　 Ordinary people don't know the Longevity Dao, and they want to turn into dragons when they meet the wind and clouds; in fact, it's not only for ordinary people, but monks are just mortals with a little magical power.
　　咚咚!
　　 "Come in," Yang Jian laughed, "When are you so polite, you even knock on the door to come in."
　　 The door of the room was originally opened~EbookFREE.me~ The handsome Young Master Xiao came with his hand, snapped his fingers, and there was a large food box in his hand.
　　 "Master Prime Minister, I will prepare small wine and side dishes, why don't you go to the backyard pavilion for a drink?"
　　 "It's rare for you to be so elegant, let's go."
　　 Yang Jian raised his hand to give a reply on the secret, got up and chased Xiao Lan.
　　 In a short while, the moonlight was dim, Yang Jian and Xiao Lan were in the chatting pavilion, the moonlight was full and the frosty snow was full of snow, which made people couldn’t help looking at the moon on the horizon and thinking about the person in their hearts.
　　 "Unexpectedly, I could still see the saint with my own eyes," Xiao Lan sighed faintly, not lonely, but she was not excited, "This trip was a mess in Nanzhou, and it was worth it to go back and be imprisoned by my grandmother for hundreds of years."
　　 Yang Jian drank a glass of wine, "Your grandmother cares about you."
　　 "She only cares about the blood of the Xiao family. If I change to someone else, it will be all right for her."
　　 Xiao Lan shook her head, holding the wine glass, her left hand on her cheek, looking at the moonlight in a daze.
　　 Yang Jian laughed, "After all, blood is thicker than water, this is something that no one can replace."
　　 "There are a lot of big things all day long, chirps are crooked, there is no sense of chic at all," Xiao Lan complained a few words, "Look at the children from the cultivating family, who is not suave, and proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!"
　　 Yang Jian snorted, "Have you beaten me?"
　　 Xiao Lan:...
　　 "Hahaha, come over and drink," Yang Jian smiled awkwardly, how could he just say what he said in his heart.
　　 Xiao Lan couldn't refute anything. She sat aside, leaned her face and looked at the man in front of her, her eyes slightly blurred. 2k reading network