"Should I move here?" Zhu Minglang asked.
The Queen of God Xuanwu shook her head and said to Zhu Minglang: "I am arranging some things, and there is no need to have any direct conflict with them right now."
"Are you sure you don't want me to stay here to help you get rid of them?" Zhu Minglang said seriously.
Although the **** queen Xuanwu has a high cultivation base, they are considered weak here. It is not an easy task to pull these immortals from Longwei Mountain, especially Xuanwu must take Longwei Mountain into consideration. Completeness.
"I can handle it well. If you need your assistance, I won't be hypocritical. After all, I am only in charge of this place for you, and you are the master here." Xuanwu said.
"Well, but I want to understand the story of the stranded girl. After all, she is the first believer I officially accept." Zhu Minglang said.
"This is not difficult, presumably you have mastered the ability to examine the three souls of dreams, you can try to summon that **** in your dreams." Shen Empress Xuanwu said.
"Actually, I am still not familiar with this ability." Zhu Minglang said.
"I will assist you, I will follow you into your dreams." Xuanwu said.
"it is good."
The stranded woman was in a coma for three days, and the immersion in the sea of nothingness eventually caused great damage to her body.
It was not until the fourth day that she could eat by herself.
She fell asleep for another whole day. At night, Xuanwu explained the situation to her, and the stranded woman's eyes always looked at Zhu Minglang involuntarily. It was obvious that after the formation of the God-serving Contract, she also noticed this special fetter.
"We need you to dream together with us, and use the dream to judge the sin god." The **** queen Xuanwu said to Xuanwu.
"God?? You can judge the gods??" The woman obviously couldn't believe it.
"The God of Fuchen, the God of Xuntian, this is his authority. We need you to confront one of the souls of that **** at that time. Then you only need to state the facts. If you want that **** to get what it deserves Retribution and punishment, please speak calmly as much as possible, otherwise the **** of dream hall can't make heaven punishment." Shen Empress Xuanwu said.
"As long as he can get the retribution he deserves, I can do whatever I want!" the woman said.
"What's your name?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Caiyou." The woman said.
"Cai You, if you are not ready, we can wait a few more days." Zhu Minglang said.
"No, I'm ready!" Cai You said very positively.
Looking at her steadfast eyes, Zhu Minglang recalled her perseverance and unyielding when she would rather be chopped off her neck to say the name of the god
"Okay, let's start." The Queen of God Xuanwu said.
Having said these words, the Queen of God Xuanwu gently placed her palm on Cai You's forehead.
There was a faint scent, inexplicably floating, and then Caiyou fell asleep deeply, and Zhu Minglang also felt sleepy in the scent. Sitting on the chair, he held his head with his hands, slowly Closed his eyes.
After the goddess Xuanwu let Caiyou go to sleep, she also sat on the other side of Zhu Minglang, also propped her head with her hands, and entered this dream hall.
Sure enough, the first dream was not the dream hall.
At this time, the dreams of the three of them all communicated with each other through the seal of the goddess. The first thing they entered was the dream of the **** queen Xuanwu.
The **** queen Xuanwu is in a sacred mountain lined with immortal mansions. At this time, she is obviously a young girl in the season. She braved the downpour and was flying over the towering pavilion wall, like a free and easy blue luan.
There is a bright smile on her face, even if the rain wets her hair and clothes.
But all of a sudden, huge mountains rose up from the ground, blocking the vast sky where she was flying, and each of those huge mountains turned into one after another people who were standing shoulder to shoulder with the sky, and those people were either expressionless, or Severe and cold, they kept repeating a sentence:
"You must never live up to our expectations of you!"
"You must never live up to our expectations of you!"
Every word is as heavy as thunder in nine days, shaking people's heads.
These people must be Xuanwu’s family, elders, and masters. Every time they say, Xuanwu will fall down once. Eventually, the romantic rainy day becomes extremely dark, and the mountains are towering, just like one by one but abnormally close at hand. The back of the icy relatives, or the girl’s Xuanwu, lost in the woods, trapped by such a mountain after another
High hopes were given.
At the same time, it brought extremely heavy oppression in her inner world.
This dream was a bit depressing, and Zhu Minglang didn't expect Xuanwu, who was always in a black phoenix dress. This maturity and calmness was precisely because of the burden of his youth.
The dream is like a page of calligraphy and painting, slowly turning over.
This time I was in Cai You’s dream. This dream is colorful. Zhu Minglang saw Cai You wearing a girly red robe with a ribbon tied around her waist. The waist held by Yingying showed her delicateness. His figure, with hair **** high, standing upright, holding a red profound bow in his hands.
The two wings of the mysterious bow are the phoenix tails, and she is somewhat satisfied with her cheeks hanging on her cheeks. She is pulling the bowstrings apart again and again, and using the sound of the bowstrings to bounce back to play a brisk and interesting rhythm.
Seems to find this particularly interesting, Cai You found several other longbows and placed them together.
Using the longbow strings arranged together as the strings, Cai You began to play, and Xiaozui'er hummed the tune.
And just when she was forgetting about it, a tall figure came slowly, Cai You saw the incoming person, and immediately panicked, and hurriedly hung the longbow back to the bow stand.
"I'm sorry, father, I'm so playful." Cai You took the initiative to admit her mistake.
I saw that tall figure was holding a large shield at this time, and then hammered a few times on the large shield with his fist, making a sound similar to drumming, and said with a silly smile: "If you don't practice bow, it must be a Why doesn't the great luthier play anymore, I'll come over and play the drums for you!"
"My mother always tells me that someday the enemy will kill our door and they can't play a song to let them go. The only thing that can drive them away is the bow and arrow." Cai You said.
"Hahaha, your mother is always too harsh on you, it doesn’t matter. With your father and me, all those villains will be pulsed if they are still outside Zixingzhai. You can learn whatever you want, although your archery skills are just as good. Excellent, you will definitely become a goddess of bow and arrow in the future, but if you prefer the strings, it will bring joy to all of us," said the tall figure.
"Bows and arrows, I like them too."
"Then learn it all, we Caiyou are masters of the world, we are very good at everything."
The dreamland turned gently over again, Cai You lying on that bed, a tear fell from the corner of her eyes again in her sleep
The third is Zhu Minglang's dream.
Dream Hall must be based on Zhu Minglang's dream, he is Fuchen God.
It’s just that Zhu Minglang’s first dream was not a dream hall. He stood in a forest full of broken swords and rusty swords and swung the sword in his hand to the sky again and again. At this time, he was still in the dream. When he was less than ten years old, every long sword was a bit too heavy for him, and those small palms needed all of their strength to be able to hold them tightly.
Beside Zhu Minglang, there was a juvenile white dragon. The white dragon was grinding its claws and practising swooping down from the air to knock down the enemy.
The young Zhu Minglang and the young Bai Qi are practicing hard.
Suddenly, in an invisible place behind Zhu Minglang, a woman's cold voice came.
"Why is this white dragon still here?"
"Probably it is also very lonely, Bai Qi is very good, it is with me these days when you are away." The young Zhu Minglang replied.
"It can't stay here." The woman said coldly.
"why?"
"It will invalidate your cultivation." The woman continued.
"No, no, I didn't sign a contract with it, and I won't be a dragon shepherd. Let Bai Qi stay. I will work harder to practice swords. I will practice it. I will definitely practice it. With the wind as the gravel, I will polish all the rusty swords here. Next time, Aunt Xuehen comes back, I will definitely be able to reach this sword state, as long as Bai Qi is here to accompany me," the young Zhu Minglang said hurriedly. . UU reading www.uukanshu.cóm
"No, it's going to die!" Suddenly, a figure flashed out, and the woman was holding a snow-white sword, and slashed at the young little white dragon with extreme sharpness!
At this moment, Zhu Minglang was awakened violently!
Zhu Minglang was in a cold sweat, he looked at the surrounding rooms, and then saw the goddess Xuanwu next to him looking at himself puzzledly.
This dream
It's too real.
After all, this scene is actually in Zhu Minglang's memory.
Only at that time, under Zhu Minglang's pleading, Zhu Xuehen agreed to let Xiaobai stay, and because of this incident, Zhu Minglang had not left the abandoned sword forest for a whole year, just to achieve the wind as the gravel. Sword Realm.
However, I don't know why, Zhu Minglang dreamed of this scene more than once, dreaming that at that time, Zhu Xuehen was about to kill Bai Qi with a single sword, and completely cut off his path to the dragon shepherd.
It was as if Zhu Xuehen really possessed some incredible ability to travel back to the past and forcibly change her destiny.
"Your teacher is very powerful." After a moment, the **** queen said softly.
Zhu Minglang nodded.
He had realized this a long time ago.
Concubine Zhu died under the curse of serving the gods, and the **** she served should be Zhu Xuehen.
Her relationship with Zhu Xuehen was not at all sisters, and Princess Zhu may only serve Zhu Xuehen.
Therefore, Zhu Tianguan also mentioned when Zhu Men fell into the Sparrow Wolf God disaster. Behind Zhu Men there is a god, but this **** is extremely cold!
"Don't worry about this, go ahead." Zhu Minglang shook his head, not thinking about this too confusing thing for the time being.
"Yeah." Xuanwu didn't ask much, but silently noted the woman in his heart.