Vol 2 Chapter 26: Dreamland

Xu Qi'an opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, making no sound.
He stared at Wei Yuan silently, until the other side said the second sentence:
"Nalan Tianlu, since the beginning of the war, the witch gods have slaughtered countless soldiers and soldiers. Today, they killed you and destroyed your corpse army, and then destroyed the army of the three kingdoms of Yan Kangjing to pay homage to the soldiers. In the spirit of heaven."
Xu Qi'an turned his head fiercely and saw a gray-haired old man, wearing a wizard robe, sitting crouched on the deserted ground, bloodstained all over his body, with a languid breath.
Behind this old wizard are three Buddhist monks, one of whom Xu Qi'an knew, it was Duerrohan who led the Buddhist mission to Beijing that day.
"Here is a fragment of the battle of Shanhaiguan 20 years ago..."
He suddenly realized, and then remembered what Li Lingsu had said, Dongfang Wanrong's master, the former city lord of Jingshan City, Nalan Tianlu died in the battle of Shanhaiguan, and died in Wei Yuan's scheme.
Nalan Tianlu was imprisoned in the second tier? But why did I see the scene of the battle of Shanhaiguan....... He muttered in his heart, and listened to Nalan Tianlu sneered:
"Wei Yuan, the rain master's soul is immortal, and the only one who can kill me is Dao Sect First Grade, or the Great Wizard."
Xu Qi'an immediately looked at Wei Yuan, only to realize that he had disappeared. When he reappeared, he was behind Nalan Tianlu, holding a knife in his right hand and a head in his left hand.
Nalan Tianlu's headless corpse was sitting still, with blood spurting four or five meters high from the neck, like a fountain of blood.
Third-rank, no, third-rank Great Perfection, even stronger than the Zhenbei King in Chuzhou...Xu Qi'an sighed in his heart. Although he knew the truth for a long time, he witnessed Wei Yuan's cultivation. It's hard to hide the inner sigh.
Du'er Luohan took out the golden bowl from his big sleeve, pointed the mouth of the bowl at Nalan Tianlu's body, and recited the Sutra scripture. .
The light of the Cancan Buddha turned into a beam of light, shining on the corpse of Nalan Tianlu, photographing an unrealistic soul, and collecting it into the golden bowl.
Duerrohan accepted the golden bowl, relieved, and said:
"Wei Shuai, Nalan Tianlu's primordial spirit, let it be handled by Buddhism. The Buddha Pagoda in Leizhou is the magic weapon of Faji Bodhisattva, dedicated to suppressing evil spirits. If there is no one, it will be called Nalan Tianlu."
Wei Yuan nodded: "Okay."
After all, he walked away slowly, his big sleeves fluttering.
"Wei Gong, Wei Gong..."
Xu Qi'an chased for a few steps, raised his hand, trying to stay, but Wei Yuan couldn't hear it.
He put down his hands in a daze.
"Amitabha!"
At this time, he heard the sound of chanting the Buddha's name coming from behind him, and turned his head to see that it was not the Eluhan, but the monks of Sanhua Temple such as Jingxin, Jingyuan, and Hengyin.
They finally reached the second floor.
The monks at Sanhua Temple looked around blankly, seeming to be puzzled as to why they were here.
Monk Jingxin looked towards Xu Qi'an and said, "Donor, what did you see just now? Where is this?"
Xu Qi'an deliberately said: "This should be the battlefield of the Shanhaiguan battle 20 years ago. We are in either an illusion or Nalan Tianlu's dream. Considering that the Fourth Grade wizard is also called "Dream Witch", I think It’s the latter."
Nalan Tianlu’s dream... Monk Jingxin suddenly said, "It should be the case. Master Dunan said that the second floor of the Buddha Pagoda was penetrated by Nalan Tianlu’s power."
The entire second layer was penetrated by the power of Nalan Tianlu? Xu Qi'an frowned.
At the first Sanhua Temple, Monk Hengyin stared at Xu Qi'an and asked, "What did the donor see just now."
"The scene before Nalan Tianlu's death. He died in a siege by Wei Yuan and Buddhist monks."
He didn't say that he died in the siege of Dourohan, because it would expose him to know Dourohan.
The monks of Sanhua Temple nodded slowly, and the monk Jingyuan said solemnly: "Brother, how do we get out of the dream?"
Jing Xin glanced at Xu Qi'an, shook his head and said nothing.
He seemed to know, but he didn't want to say it in front of me, too, Buddhism and the Witch God Sect were in collusion and planned to unlock Nalan Tianlu's seal... Xu Qi'an looked at the monks, his eyes stopped. In Jingxin monk's empty hands.
"Master Jingxin, where is the bead in your hand?"
If I remember correctly, when I passed by before, Xu Qi'an clearly saw the first floor of the Buddha Pagoda reflected in the beads.
Not surprisingly, the function of the beads is to feed back the scenes inside the Buddha Pagoda to the outside world, so that the spiritual master Ilbu and the King Kong can see the scenes inside the tower.
Although the two parties have reached an agreement, they are also susceptible to each other. Beads are an important bridge to maintain their cooperation.........
"Since this is a dream, the beads will naturally not be brought in."
Monk Jingxin gave an explanation.
In other words, we are not the real body now, but our consciousness has entered Nalan Tianlu's dream...Xu Qi'an touched his chin.
After a while, more and more people arrived on the second floor.
The first is Yuan Yi, Li Shaoyun, Tang Yuanwu, and Dongfang Sisters. With their qualifications, they are the mainstay in any force.
For Buddhism, a martial artist who can step into the fourth rank is of course "Buddha nature."
Then came the local heroes of Leizhou, whose number was reduced by two-thirds.
When entering the first floor, there were almost five or six hundred people, but at this time there were only less than two hundred people left.
"Where is this?"
"It's a treasure of Buddhism, a world of its own?"
"The soil here is real, and the stones are real..."
There was a lot of discussion among the heroes, and the curious people even grabbed a handful of soil and tasted it, and then spit it out.
Liu Yun quickly reunited with Tang Yuanwu, the master of the same door, and then searched in the crowd, and finally saw the Tsing Yi.
She is very concerned about this man, it has nothing to do with the woman's mind, it is purely an emphasis on the mysterious master.
The first monk Hengyin said loudly: "My benefactors, this is Nalan Tianlu's dreamland. The place we are in is the battle of Shanhaiguan 20 years ago. The scene before us is that Buddhist monks besieged Nalan Tianlu. The place."
In front of me, exchange my information for favor... Xu Qi'an glanced at Heng Yin.
"That's it!"
"Thank you, Master for telling it."
"Who is Nalan Tianlu?"
The local people in Leizhou suddenly realized that they chatted endlessly.
At the moment, Hengyin informed everyone of Nalan Tianlu's identity.
"A second-grade rain master?"
"Second product..."
"Buddhism is indeed powerful."
People in the rivers and lakes have weird faces, feeling or shocked or jealous. In their eyes, the second-grade rain master is an unattainable existence and a fairy.
And such a character was actually suppressed by Buddhism here.
Dongfang Wanrong closed her eyes, opened it after a long time, and said through the voice:
"I can't sense where the master is, which means he has no self-awareness. This is indeed a dreamland, his dreamland."
Dongfang Wanqing nodded: "How to break the game?"
Dongfang Wanrong shook her head: "Look again, look again..."
As they spoke, the picture changed abruptly. Everyone found themselves in the big tent. A white-haired and white-bearded cloak wizard was sitting in the first seat. By the long table, there were generals in armor and cloaked wizards.
Xu Qi'an saw a familiar face from these people:
Nurhega!
"The Southern Demon and the Northern Demon are allied to try to recover the Ten Thousand Demon Nation, while the Southern Gu Clan wants to take advantage of their mobility to sway the fortune of the nation. The Buddhist monks of the Western Regions and the demon clan are as deep as the sea. They will not stand idly by. Dafeng and Buddhism will definitely join forces."
Nalan Tianlu looked around the wizards in the account, and said: "For my witch gods, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as we join the battlefield and completely defeat the Dafeng and Buddhism, we will be able to share with the monsters, the Gus and the barbarians. Divided into nine states."
King Yasukuni, Xiahou Yushu asked: "Why not invade Dafeng from the southern border?"
Nuerhga shook his head slowly:
"The Dafeng army is divided into two groups, all the way to the boundary of Shanhaiguan, and the other is the Chenbing at the border of the three northeastern states. It is us who defends. The war in Shanhaiguan is in full swing, and the monsters and Gu are at a disadvantage. Unless we can penetrate half of them in a short time. Dafeng, the soldiers will be near the capital, otherwise, once the Shanhaiguan war subsides, Dafeng and Buddhism will have time to draw troops to deal with us."
Nalan Tianlu nodded: "Therefore, we have to fight against Dafeng and Buddhism in Shanhaiguan to determine whether we will win or lose. The debt owed to us back then should be paid."
A wizard Jiejie smiled and said: "The commander of the three armies of Dafeng is the named Wei Yuan, hey, no one in Central Plains calls?"
The wizards and generals laughed.
At that time, Wei Yuan had a record of repelling the monsters, but that war was only a trivial victory compared to the large-scale battle that swept all major forces in Kyushu.
People from Leizhou Rivers and Lakes watched the meeting and were dumbfounded: "It's really the Shanhaiguan battle."
Their faces were different. The Shanhaiguan battle took place twenty years ago. To them, it was a huge but extremely remote war.
At this time, witnessing the high-level discussion of the witch gods, there is a sense of absurdity that history has entered life, and it is also very shocking.
In addition, they learned part of the inside story of the Shanhaiguan battle.
One of the largest and most tragic wars in the history of mankind is essentially a manifestation of the contradictions between the major forces in Kyushu.
The South Demon who was annihilated in the Jiazi Dang Yao tried to restore the country, the Gu tribe tried to shake Dafeng's luck, and the Witch God Sect demanded a debt from Dafeng.
"Nalan Tianlu said that I owe a great debt to the Sorcerer Sect. What debt?"
General Li Shaoyun frowned.
He also asked other people's doubts.
Dongfang Wanrong said lightly:
"When the Emperor Gaozu of Dafeng started his business, he was defeated several times, and on one occasion, he borrowed 200,000 soldiers from the Witch God Sect, and promised to overthrow the Witch God Sect as the state religion. Who knows that the Emperor Gaozu went back and forth after the country was established."
This period of history is very secretive. Even scholars in Dafeng may not know it.
"Shit!"
Li Shaoyun said lightly.
"That is, the Sorcerer Sect is also worthy of being my great state religion?"
"Dafeng doesn't need a state religion, even if it's a human being, it's just a game for the uncle."
"He is, this talks nonsense."
People from Leizhou screamed.
Yuan Yi pressed his hand, and the prestige of all commanders calmed the people of the world. He looked at the monks in Sanhua Temple and said:
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"It's useless to say more, how to get rid of this dream?"
Monk Jingxin looked at Dongfang Wanrong, and she was the only one present at the peak of the Fourth Stage Dream Witch, and only a wizard could deal with a wizard.
Dongfang Wanrong pondered for a moment, but still said: "Wait."
Not long after, everyone understood the meaning, and the picture changed again. The scene of the battle of Shanhaiguan flashed before everyone's eyes like a revolving lantern.
The Southern Demon, Northern Demon Man, Gu Clan, Witch God Sect, Dafeng Army, Western Region Buddhism........Multi-party melee, everyone witnessed this battle from the perspective of Nalan Tianlu.
Until Nalan Tianlu was designed by Wei Yuan to besiege, the corpse was separated, the dream ended, and a new round of reincarnation entered.
Through this dream, what everyone present felt the most was the word "incapable of doing".
Nalan Tianlu's powerlessness.
The Buddhist masters are too abnormal, and Wei Yuan's leadership is too abnormal.
After the start of the war, battle after battle was defeated one after another, and combat power was consumed like a blunt knife. Local wars may be won, but it is still difficult to restore the decline.
Li Shaoyun sneered: "What a thick-skinned face. In the battle of Shanhaiguan, Buddhism was only a thug. Isn't it the military Wei Yuan who designed to besiege Nalan Tianlu?"
This is a mockery of Buddhist monk Hengyin's claim that the credit for killing Nalan Tianlu was attributed to Buddhism.
The monk of Sanhua Temple put his hands together and was speechless.
People from Leizhou looked disdainful.
At this time, the picture changed. It was not the battle of Shanhaiguan, but an unfamiliar environment.
A strange dream.
The owner of the dreamland is a young man with double knives. At this time, his face is serious, staring at the middle-aged man in front of him, who also bears double knives.
The middle-aged man said indifferently: "I won't keep my hands in this battle. If you can survive a hundred moves, you will go out. If you can't survive, you will die."
The boy with double knives said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, Master, do it."
The battle was extremely fierce, and the young man was dying with thirty-six knives and nearly died.
...........
The picture turns again, and the owner of the dreamland is still a warrior with double swords on his back, not a boy who has become a youth.
The enemy also changed from the master to a gloomy old man.
The old man angrily rebuked: "Tang Yuanwu, you dare to kill the old man. Your master is old, I might be a little bit jealous, and the fifth grade is strong enough to kill me?"
Tang Yuanwu said indifferently: "Old Monster Snake Mountain, you commit adultery and looting, do everything you do, and kill you today."
.........
Everyone looked at Tang Yuanwu, and some people suddenly said:
"This is the famous battle of Tangmen Master beheading the old monster of Snake Mountain, entering the fourth rank in one battle."
"Well, I remembered that the old Snake Mountain was doing bad things in Leizhou, and he made several consecutive cases of extermination. The court wanted him, and it was the master Tang that killed him. It was a sensation in Leizhou."
"But, why does the past of the Lord Tangmen appear here?"
Upon seeing this ~EbookFREE.me~, Dongfang Wanrong exhaled, seeming to confirm a certain guess in her heart, and said solemnly:
"Because our primordial spirit was involved in the teacher...In Nalan Tianlu's dream, and under the influence of the dream witch, everyone's dreams are slowly intertwined."
"That means we are dreaming now?" Yuan Yi said solemnly.
Tang Yuanwu showed a stunned look: "The battle to be a teacher, the battle to kill the old monster of Snake Mountain is indeed the most thrilling battle in my life. Even after many years, I often dream about it."
"It's worth seeing the past of the Shanhaiguan battle and seeing the old monster of Tangmen slaying the Snake Mountain."
"Yes, no one believes this experience."
After that, everyone experienced several dreams. There were battles between the Zhenfu General Li Shaoyun and the capital commander Yuan Yi, and the battles of the people of Leizhou.
There is also a scene from the perspective of Buddhist disciples who witnessed the magnificent scenes of monks chanting and teaching the Fa from the Western Regions.
Xu Qi'an was in the crowd, especially silent, but his eyes were always fixed on the Eastern sisters and the Sanhua Temple monk.
Buddhism and witch gods came prepared, they must know how to get rid of dreams, how to release Nalan Tianlu, how to get dragon energy.........Can't let them release Nalan Tianlu... ....... He was thinking, and suddenly heard an exclamation.
Looking sideways, he was also taken aback.
I saw Foshan peaceful, golden light lingering in the clouds and mist, and a young man who was wearing a better clothes, hugged his head in pain, and his complexion was distorted.
This picture was so familiar, it made him look so familiar.
Buddhism!
Eight bitter formations!
Damn it, my dream? !
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