Chapter 1346 Mirror Flowers and Fire Trees
Everything seems to be back to square one.
Bailian only felt that his body was sinking in the cold river water, sinking and sinking...
Blood was floating in front of his eyes, but the blood did not come from It came from the heart that was pierced by the small silver sword.
The severe pain in another part of the body gradually overshadowed the severe pain in the heart.
He raised his fingers and touched the painful spot.
But I discovered that the place where blood overflowed actually came from the immortal tear.
Immortal Tears...
Bailian was in a daze, when did he have such a thing in his body?
The river water rushing towards him from all directions was fierce and biting, carrying a stream of unspeakable pain into his body.
In the rapids of the sinking river, Bai Lian suddenly heard a sound like a bird suddenly rising from the branches.
The vision in front of me was spinning, and the whole space seemed to be spinning out of control.
Until his back suddenly touched a thorn with jet-black steel clusters, there was a sudden burst of pain in his back.
Thunder and lightning leaped between the wounds, and the rivers in all directions came and went.
The clothes and hair on his body were not yet dry, and as his eyes flickered, he returned to Guangmeng City, where the air was filled with blood and ghostly aura.
His hands and limbs were bound by iron thorns as sharp as steel knives. The Thunder-Wu Divine Spear had turned into a cage of thorns, and cold-colored electric flames and thunder were flowing everywhere.
Steel thorns wrapped around his mouth, making it difficult for him to speak.
A black and red sword robe stands before the eyes, standing between heaven and earth. He has wide sleeves and flying belts. He has an amazing immortal aura. His brows can't hide the majesty. His angular face contains the innate sharpness of attack. His eyes are sharp. There is even a vague sense of indifference and indifference.
The man's hand pressing the Shenglong Sword was like the first iron-cold wind blowing down from Tianxi Sword Mountain.
His narrow eyes stared at Bailian as if he were looking at a dead person, and the words coming out of his thin lips revealed his murderous intent: "Exorcise ghosts and kill people, but you still have me as your father in your eyes!"
Bailiyu's big sleeves were fluttering, and blood was spilled.
Behind his feet lay a small ghost corpse with a round head and a red bellyband. Who could it be if it wasn't Shou?
The pain in my heart that had been penetrated by the small sword had not faded away. Suddenly, it seemed as if I had been hit hard by something blunt and heavy again.
But when he looked down, his heart was empty, with no sword and no injury.
Bailian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but grab the thorns and thunder cage in front of him. His palm was suddenly cut and broken, dripping with blood.
Their fingers connected to their hearts, and when severe pain came, Balian laughed softly, and his round, dark eyes gradually became stained with a ripple of bright red color, as deep as a blood abyss. He slowly lowered his eyelids, long Long eyelashes cover a pair of deep red eyes, and the electric flames flicker against them, but there is an unspeakable mystery in them.
The scarred palm of his hand broke apart at the touch of the cage formed by Lei Wu. He retracted his palm and slowly tore off the steel thorns bound between his lips and teeth.
The sharp iron thorns embedded in the bone a moment ago were as brittle as thin paper under his fingers now as his laughter rang out.
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Outside of the dream, Lin Xi was stunned for a long time, with a strange expression as her fingers kept groping around Balian's face.
Bai Shaoyan looked at the smile on his master's lips, frowned deeply, and said, "Master is smiling at the moment, but the situation is not good."
Lin Xi heard Bai Shaoyan's voice When she came to her senses, she pursed her lips and took a deep breath to suppress the shock and turmoil in her heart. She shook her head and said, "I've never been able to do anything in my life." This is the first time that he has been able to suppress his inner demons so that there is no chance to take advantage of him. Even if he is pushed into the abyss step by step, he can still clearly see the path he is walking on. It is really incredible. "
While dreaming and killing, one's spiritual consciousness is tantamount to entering a state of high sleep.
After such an incident, the body's spiritual platform is defenseless and immersed in an open state. The willpower is the weakest, and it is easy to breed inner demons and be swallowed by dreams.
The art of dream killing first creates a beautiful dream for the subject, and fulfills all the unfulfilled wishes and obsessions in the dream. Finally, at the happiest moment, the nightmare has quietly arrived.
At the peak of your happiness, everything will disintegrate and collapse, so that despair and pain will climb to the top.
No one can bear to destroy everything by having happiness.
No one can remain unwavering and calm in this kind of pain.
But Bailian... this young man, he accepted everything calmly, including this pain, in a dream.
Lin Xi secretly sighed in her heart that this boy might really be able to achieve a miracle in ten years and recognize the fact that he was in a dream.
It’s just... there are many outstanding people in the world who can distinguish between dreams and reality by relying on their strong willpower in the art of dream killing.
But knowing does not mean that you can escape the nightmare of nightmare.
What's more, listening to the distant sounds of volcanic eruptions, Lin Xi had already predicted that the abyssal beast might have taken action at this moment.
The time left for them is running out.
Even if the time limit of a thousand years can be shortened as much as possible to ten years, these ten years... are still long.
In the dream, outside the cage.
Bailian's eyes were as cold as an eagle's, staring at the young man with an innocent face in the cage: "You traitor, what are you laughing at!"
Bailian raised his finger and touched his lips. There are traces of cracked wounds in the corner, and the expression is playful: "It is the inner demon weaving the dream after all." You deceived me, or I deceived all my inner demons.
Why can my father still come into my dream now? Even though everything is etched in my heart like a knife, it is so painful. It feels painful, but it won’t let me sink to this point.”
He placed his palm on the thorn cage in front of him, and with a slight shake of his palm, the cage collapsed and turned into ashes.
Bailian lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I have already let go of the past. Since you were born in response to my inner demons, in a sense, you can be regarded as my father."< br>
Bailian bowed deeply to him and made a respectful junior salute, but his eyes were calm and calm, no longer as green and fearful as they were in Guangmeng City back then. Bailiyu in front of him looked at him darkly for a long time, and after a long time he slowly said: "I was born in response to the demon in your heart. I am Bailiyu, and I am also the symbol of the dream calamity technique in this realm. You He is the only being in my tens of thousands of years who has successfully broken through the dream in less than half a day."< br>
Bailian gradually recalled everything before the dream, and chuckled: "The master of Lin Xi is also your master. Her dream killing technique is indeed very good, so she Even the most outstanding dream weaver in the demon world pales in comparison to her."
Bailiyu's expression has changed from stern to indifferent, and his eyes are numb and he said: "But you can still tell that you are in a dream."
Bailian said: "It is not the dream of Master Lin Xi. The killing technique is not clever enough, but in this world, no nightmare can override the fear brought by the evil god."
And there is a True Ancestor Evil God sealed in his body.
Compared to the method of weaving the inner demon's dream, no matter how clever Lin Xi's method is, he is still as immature as a child in front of the True Ancestor Evil God.
Everything he has experienced now is not enough to give him any fear.
The indifferent expression in Bailiyu's eyes suddenly changed, and he lowered his head and chuckled.
In his laughter, the scenes in all directions changed again.
This time, Balian came to a strange scene that he had never seen before. The place he was standing on was not the ground, but a horizontal surface of blue water, with boundless fields. There is no end in sight, and a burning peach tree grows behind you.
The burning crimson petals fall gracefully and scatter all over the sky.
Bailian's feet seemed to be like water and sky meeting each other. He was dressed in green clothes and white clothes, which was exactly how he was dressed in this world. However, the reflection in the water under his feet was something he had never seen before during his lifetime. The look of death.
But that appearance is slightly different from that in life. He is not a childish boy, taller and slender, with a more mature and calm appearance, but his predecessor in his youth.
In the dream, there was the clear sound of a drop of water falling.
The reflection under the feet was blurred by the ripples, and the face gradually became unclear.
Bailian lowered his eyes and stared at the reflection in the water for a long time. He looked away, his eyes still calm as before.
He showed off his robe and sat down on the ground carefree, and his reflection in the water followed his movements and sat down on the ground.
Baili An looked steadily at Baili Yu who was wearing a sword suit in front of him, and chuckled: "I am not surprised at all to see my father in my dream. It's just that I think that I am not interested in the position of the Tianxi Sword Sect. How could everything that happened in the dream be divorced from reality if he didn't even have the slightest intention of coveting it?"
In the illusion that the True Ancestor Evil God weaved for him, he never appeared to become the Master of the Tianxi Sword, or even marry Si Jianyun. Allow.
Although he had a romantic relationship with Senior Sister Yunrong, Bailian thought that he had an excessive obsession with Senior Sister Yunrong, whom he was not very familiar with.
But in his dream, his married wife was not Xiaoshuang, but Senior Sister Yunrong.
What’s even weirder is that in that dream, he actually calmly accepted the fact that Senior Sister Yunrong was a family of three with him and his mother-in-law.
At least until he faced Bailiyu, he never realized that he was in a dream.
It is clearly a dream that is absurd and unrealistic.
He had never doubted the authenticity of the dream.
It’s as if those years in the mountains had really happened.
Thinking of this, the expression on Bailian's face remained unchanged, but his fingers gradually became cold and chilly.
A strange smile appeared on Bailiyu's face: "My son already has the answer in his heart, so why bother to ask more questions."
After finishing his words, Bailiyu suddenly slowly appeared behind him. A sword monument.
The sword monument has weather-beaten traces, with dark stains of dried blood on it, and also the traces of slashing with swords.
The monument is mottled, like ancient and unknown scars.
Bai Liyu imitated Bai Lian's movements and sat on the ground. He looked at him with a half-smile and said: "The power of the dream killing technique to weave fearful nightmares is indeed far inferior to that of the True Ancestor Evil God Belt. It was so terrifying and despairing, but the difference between the ability of the Dream Killing technique and that of the True Ancestor Evil God was that all the dreams weaved by the Dream Killing, every scene and thing experienced, had actually happened, or were about to happen in the future. ”
Baili'an shook his head and said seriously: "This is absolutely impossible."
Bailiyu leaned forward, and the handsome and cold young face came closer, and sneered: "If it is really impossible, at this moment you won't suffer Controlled in the dream."
His head was slightly tilted, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife: "This is the real power of the dream killing technique. Maybe you think you have experienced the true ancestor evil god for you. bring fear that you can overcome It's true that you are so fearful, but you are naive if you think that you can escape from the dream killing situation with these advantages."
"You may be able to overcome the fear of death in the past. Pain and inner demons, but what is fear in this world? The biggest fear in this world comes from the unknown. "
"You can defeat the past, but this does not mean that you can defeat the future. ”
"Maybe you can wake up to your entire life so far in less than half a day, but as for the distant future, you might as well guess how many years you will be trapped in this dream for this?"
< br>Bailian Yu raised his finger, and the air flow around Bailian's body surged, and thousands of illusory red threads danced colorfully from his body.
“You are the being with the most numerous and complex lines of cause and effect that I have ever seen. Ordinary people only have a few lines, but I have seen thousands of red lines in you. Such a future Because of cause and effect, you will be trapped in this situation for thousands of years, and you will never be able to wake up."
Bailian said with a firm gaze: "I don't believe in the past, nor the future. Just believe in the present."
"Don't believe in the future?" Bailiyu sneered: "If you deny everything you experienced in your dream, you might as well think about it carefully. If everything you experience is false, why do you think so? How can you comprehend the holy art of "All Heavens and All Realms" of Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan? Why can you comprehend those unfamiliar three thousand ways in a day and night?
If you hadn't learned this a long time ago, why could you master the holy-level exercises that ordinary people need to practice for tens of millions of years before they can even get started? "
Bailian was silent.
Bailiyu continued to smile and vowed: "You entered the dream calamity in order to learn all this. Before you entered the dream, you had already It was expected, so why deny it now? "
" Deny? "Bailian raised his eyes, with a slight smile in his clear eyes, as if he didn't hide anything on his mind. Even now, his eyes are still calm:
"I Now I am very curious, where did your inner demon come from in my heart? The purpose of my entering this dream was never to learn the three thousand holy magical powers, so that I can do it day and night. After learning this, I said it was all an accident. Do you believe it? ”
This time, it was Bailiyu's turn to be silent.
As an echo of his dream, he could sense that Balian was not lying when he said this.
(End of this chapter)