Chapter 106: Into a dream? No, crossing!

Dreaming into a dream is very different from the dreaming individual.
No matter how long you go back to dreaming, you can only dream of him, but the world of dreams is different. The entire world, everyone, can be his dream goal.
In An Qisheng's view, this is no longer a dream.
He even thinks that this is an epidemic birth and it is a crossing!
的 The master of this body is dead, and at the moment he woke up, he was dead, leaving no trace of spirit.
It is for this reason that He feels strange to this body, but does not feel exclusion.
Luan Qisheng wanted to grit his teeth, but he bit his gums. There weren't even a few teeth.
上下 The whole body has fallen into an almost collapsed state from the hands and feet to the trunk of the body, from the stomach and intestines to the skeletal muscles.
The limit is approaching.
The word flashed through my mind.
There is no doubt that this is an old man who has really reached the limit.
Or, the difference between this body and the corpse is because he still exists in the corpse.
But that's it, all negative emotions will only worsen the situation, without any help.
A moment later, An Qisheng calmed down.
He left the two little ones to go to bed. The boy moved his mouth, and the girl poured a bowl of smelly black medicine into his mouth.
Luan Qisheng's eyes opened, making the two little guys think that Master could still rescue him.
"Snoring ~"
Zan Anqisheng was rolled up with his eyes rolled. He had limited control of the body at this time and could only be reminded by this method.
Fortunately, the girl wasn't stupid enough to help her, and she stopped hurriedly after seeing her eyes.
I did not let An Qisheng's journey into the dream world come to an end.
"Clumsy, do you want to kill Master!"
The little boy stared at the little girl, grabbed the medicine bowl, and fed it carefully.
The reason why they were desperate before was because their Master was already in a coma and could not even inject medicine.
"Master"
The little girl fluttered her eyes, and her little black face was full of hope:
"Tingting wants you to hug"
Lu Anqisheng did not hear this sentence, in fact he did not understand.
He is trying to control the body to cooperate with the feeding of the two little ones. Otherwise, it is impossible for the two little ones to inject the medicine.
Even so, these two little ones have been busy for more than half a day, tired sweating.
"Hoo!"
I felt the warm liquid flowing down the esophagus into the abdomen, and An Qisheng was slightly relieved.
I only wanted to cooperate with these two little medicines, and he expended as much energy as he had to fight against each other.
"Master, Master, are you okay?"
The little boy was nervous.
Wu Anqisheng couldn't understand what the two boys were talking about, but they could guess what they wanted to say from the worry and tension on their faces.
He wanted to wave his hand, and finally blinked hard.
"Master blinked!"
The little girl exclaimed, jumping and jumping: "Master will definitely be fine soon."
"Master is tired, let us rest."
The little boy pulled the little girl's arm.
The little girl still wanted to stay, and after thinking about it, she followed the little boy out of the house obediently.
"This start is too bad"
I looked at the yellow beams on the top, An Qisheng closed his eyes.
He continued to increase his control over this decaying flesh.
Because this body has no soul left, An Qisheng has great control over the physical body. Although limited by this physical body, it is not too slow.
By the time the outside had faded, he could barely turn over, although he could not get down to the ground, his two arms were already slightly movable.
Looking at the fleshy skin on the yellowed palm and the clearly visible age spots, An Qisheng sighed.
一 A picture of the Tao communicating with the soul:
"I want to know this physical message."
Humming ~
The glorious glory above the ancient scrolls flows like water, and the words above appear in An Qisheng's perspective:
【Wang Quan (age 92)】
[Life track: Born in Jiufu Realm, Fengfeng, Dafeng Kingdom, Ronghua Mansion, bereavement of a young child, bereavement of a young child, the only young girl was killed by a martial artist in the middle age, and after revenge
At the age of 92, Kong San was captured by the total discard of the gods Kong San for 72 years of meditation]
功 [Gongfa: Anonymous Boy Gong, Anonymous Wind Sword, Light Gong Flying Up]
【Draining power can trace back its memory, exercises】
"Capture internal force?"
Only then did An Qisheng understand why he felt that this body was weaker than that of ordinary elderly people.
The original strength of the boy who had practiced for more than 70 years was taken away.
"King Shenzong Kong San"
Suddenly, he was a little more alert.
老 This old man was deprived of his internal strength, and died of energy exhaustion. Does he have a livelihood and cause confusion?
"Consumption of Taoist power, get Wang Quan's text and information about this world"
Wu Anqisheng thought about it and said.
入 Only by myself, in a dream, you can master the language, words, customs, and customs of a different world from nothing. It can never be completed in a short time.
[Consume a little bit of power and get all the memory of Wang]
Humming ~
There was a buzzing in his head, as if he was punched head-on.
Slightly uncomfortable, An Qisheng's mind flowed a lot of information.
This world is called Jiufujie.
There are three days the next day, and there are seven rounds of red moon at night.
Because the area of ​​Jiufujie is extremely vast and complicated, there are many mountains and rivers, and there has never been a unified dynasty for tens of thousands of years.
He is a nation that is coexisting in the world, there is friction, and war often occurs.
The place where King Wangquan is located belongs to Fengzhou Ronghua Mansion, one of Dafeng's 16 states.
Wu Dafeng is one of the seven strongest nations in the world of Jiufu. The contemporary Feng Wangxiong has a rough outline, the world of warp and weft, has worked hard for 20 years to reign, the country is rich, the people are strong, and the seven countries are the first.
Compared with the clear distinction between the various nations, the martial arts of the Jiufu Realm are much more complicated.
的 The main factions led by the schools such as Huangjue Temple, Jishenzong, Baiyue Shanzhuang, etc. are no longer confined to a single country, such as the six martial enemies, the six prisoners of martial arts.
Alas, that's the only thing.
Wang Wangquan has never been to Ronghua Mansion in his whole life. He knows very little about current affairs. Most of them are hearsay and half-knowledge.
最为 The most memorable of his memories is that he has practiced the nameless boy practice for more than 70 years.
This is a skill that Wang Quan obtained by coincidence when he was young.
"Tonggong Gongtong Zhengyang told Porter not a lie, but he was able to practice his anger."
I closed my eyes and digested for a while, An Qisheng no longer knew nothing about this world.
In Wang Quan's memory, there are specific practice methods of Tongzigong.
因为 But because he did not extract this practice, although he knew the practice method above, he did not have Wang Quan's decades of practice experience.
Creak ~
At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open and the red moonlight came in.
The grungy little boys walked in with a few dark doughs.
"Master, you, you can get up!"
Seeing An Qisheng sitting halfway, the little girl jumped up and almost dropped the dough in her hand.
The little boy was anxious, his eyes stared at the boss:
"Jiang Tingting, please be careful! We only need this one day!"
"Master, hungry, let's eat."
Jiang Tingting held the dark nest, and ran to An Qisheng.
Wu Anqisheng opened his eyes slowly.
These two little boys, the boy is twelve years old, named Zhang Haohao, and the girl is nine years old, called Jiang Tingting.
He is an orphan adopted by Wang Quan.
I glanced at the black nest pinched by the little hand and glanced at Jiang Tingting who secretly drooled. He reached for one and pushed the other to the little girl:
"I'll eat one, and you'll eat the rest."
Wu Anqisheng frowned slightly.
From the expressions when the two came in, he knew that the two little guys actually went down the mountain and begged, no wonder they came back in the middle of the night.
While the old Taoist priest of Wang Quan is poor, he is not really poor. What he has accumulated for a lifetime is enough for these two little guys to have a lifetime of worry.
But he was not surprised, the only pillar of the old Taoist fell.
Naturally, there are some people who want to rob and take advantage of the fire to swallow the Taoist property.
"Oh."
Jiang Tingting retracted his hand obediently, looking at the nest in his hand, his face tangled.
I don't know if I should eat.
"Master, water."
Zhang Haohao brought over a bowl of water and handed it over.
An Qisheng took the water, didn't eat or drink, and turned to look at the two little guys:
"Did you go begging?"
"No, no."
Zhang Haohao's face went red: "We, let's go, to fate."
"Master"
Jiang Tingting was also at a loss.
The master, they do n’t like to take other people ’s things. They always say that Huayuan is Buddhism. Taoism ca n’t beg for starvation without this rule.
I am so miserable that I will be scolded by Master.
"well done."
I do n’t want to, An Qisheng just smiled:
"I'm starving, where can I be so particular?"
From Wang Quan's memory, he knows that Taoism in this world does n’t have the rule of fate, but do n’t say he ’s not a Taoist, even if the Xuanxing Taoist ca n’t beg for it. The great master Wang Zhongfu had been begging.
"what?"
小 Both children are one.
"go to sleep."
An Qisheng waved his hand.
When the two little guys were groggy, they went out, still wondering how Master had changed sex.
Luan Qisheng swallowed the rough nest with cold water.
He can eat even the non-human medicated meals in the training camp.
After hesitated, he lay down again, showing some compassion to the two little guys in his heart.
If they were of this age, they should be placed in Xuan Xing or his previous life, which should be the treasure of the family's heart, but they begged for two nests and could not bear it.
Thoughtful makes people distressed.
"It's a pity"
Luan Qisheng slowly closed her eyes and fell into deep sleep.
Woohoo ~~~
The night wind blew by, and the leaves in the courtyard danced.
A figure descended from the roof, passed through the falling leaves, and fell gently outside An Qisheng's door, silent.