Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 768: Dreamland

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As his words fell, the black piece in his hand also fell on the chessboard. Suddenly, the originally peaceful chessboard was also changed. He was hostile, and the black piece was stuck, like a big dragon, entrenched beside Baizi, with power. Rin, and Bai Zi is as steady as Gao Yue, not moving at all, one black and the other white, the two hold each other, not giving way to each other.

The old man looked at the chessboard in front of him for a long time, and on the black and white chess pieces, there were all the black and white lines suddenly flooding into his eyes. He drooped his eyes slightly, and then opened it again. At that time, in the left and right eyes, there are two colors of black and white constantly alternating.

The old man raised his eyes and looked at the three Lin Fei who were gradually approaching him.

High in the sky, Lin Fei suddenly stopped: "Back!"

As soon as he heard his voice, he saw the ghost energy and the sea of ​​blood that were originally blocked by the sword aura. The momentum increased, transformed into a raging sea, and suddenly sank, and then the waves rolled back, turning the whirlpool in front of the three of them. He lifted it up violently, and then fell down!

Whether it is Lin Fei, Sun Qing, or Chang An, they are aware of the danger, and the array stretches out a great distance, almost supporting the sky, but still unable to fight the amazing suction in the whirlpool, only one face , Was sucked out of the little half of the ghost!

Lin Fei was shocked, knowing that no matter how much he resisted, this roll of formation would be destroyed, so he immediately put away the formation.

Without the concealment of the formation, the three of them were no longer able to fight, and were sucked in by the vortex that crashed down. They were instantly overwhelmed by ghost energy and disappeared into the vortex.

After swallowing the three of them, the vortex was re-laid in the air, and the alternating black and white in the old man’s eyes gradually disappeared. He glanced at the black vortex that returned to normal, and muttered: “A lot of age is still needed. Stay here, heaven and heaven, hope you are right..."

In the whirlpool, ghost energy and blood are permeated, and the ghosts are constantly pouring in. But as soon as they touch the whirlpool, they are crushed by the huge force into ghost energy and become a whirlpool. Part of it.

Lin Fei fell on his back in the thick black ghost energy, floating and sinking, the seven sword auras had already returned to his dantian, dumbly black, his true essence stagnated, even the blood flowed abnormally slowly, and his eyes closed tightly. He seemed to be asleep, his breath was faint and inaudible, but his eyelids quivered occasionally, as if he was having an unsteady dream.

In the dream, there is another world.

Lin Fei dreamed that he had become a mortal. He was raised by a wealthy family with a wealthy family and living well. He was like countless mortal literati. He studied and took exams since he was a child, and was the champion in high school. The official career prospered, he has been promoted all the way since the champion, and the official to the first assistant. However, at this time, the national crisis is at the head, internal and external troubles, Lin Fei has a tough heart, supporting a dynasty with his own strength, dedicating himself to it, and finally turning the tide and repelling foreign enemies. After cleaning up the treacherous ministers, he never thought that in the era of peace and worry, he would be gifted to death by a cup of poisonous wine in the present-day saint because of his high merits, and his loyalty had nowhere to rely, and the end was dismal.

Death and dreams disappear, no trace of melancholy.

The second dream appeared. This time, Lin Fei was born in poverty. Both his parents died at a young age, and he suffered from the sadness of the world. However, he gritted his teeth and struggled hard. He did not dare to rest one day. , Finally earning the next family business. I thought it would be a smooth journey from now on, but I never thought that it attracted the covetousness of the bandits, and there are evil servants in the family, colluding with bandits, and taking away all the possessions, bandits. After the looting, there was a mass murder. He watched his wife and children die under the butcher knife. The last fire burned all his hard work, including himself, to ashes.

The big dream has not awakened, and the bitter hatred has not disappeared. Another dream comes again. In the third big dream, Lin Fei dreamed that he was smart as a teenager. On the road of spiritual practice, he is extremely talented and has a deep blessing. Although he is constantly in danger on the road, he has always been unpredictable. In the end, he will compete with the world's talents with the unpredictable method of Taoism. Achieving Dhamma, having a thousand years of life, and seeing the need to prove the road again, emerge from the sky, but I did not expect that among the sects created by one hand, the disciples were renounced, relatives and friends were separated, and the people were betrayed. A **** battle to the end is the most popular. The disciples of his trusted followers were killed, and his body disappeared. The treasures collected in his life were divided up.

The cold wind is rustling, the heart is desolate, and in a flash, Lin Fei experienced dozens of big dreams, each dream is very real, every flower and grass carry life, and both sorrow and joy penetrate into the bone marrow, whether it is The pain of the body or the sorrow of the heart are both the most real, and they are engraved in the heart.

But in every dream, Lin Fei ended up with hatred, endless resentment, hatred, and misery brewing in his chest and tumbling in his mind, and the Taoist heart he insisted on gradually became fascinated by a layer of white mist. , He was gradually lost in this bizarre dream, unable to tell where the source was, not knowing who he was and where he came from.

In the chaos and chaos, Lin Fei was immersed in this bizarre dream, moving with the identity of each of his dreams, sorrowful and free, this dream is this body, and he no longer pursues who he is.

After more than a dozen dreams, Lin Fei has already tasted the great sadness and the great desolation one by one.

The last dream comes.

Lin Fei dreamed that he came to the door of Wenjianzong, worshipped the sect, started from the named disciple, practiced all the way, and finally worshipped the old Taoist priest and became the inner disciple of Wenjianzong. He Xiu Practicing swordsmanship and building the foundation with the Ten Thousand Sword Art, a character walked in his dream. He fought with Song Tianxing, closed his eyes, and when he opened again, he had already arrived in Wenjianzong’s hidden sword pavilion. Song Tianxing was aggressive and slandered him. After learning to kill ghosts and gods secretly, Lin Fei refused to admit it, and fought with Song Tianxing, but because of his lack of cultivation, he took it down and escorted it to Tianxing Peak, where he was handed over to Wang Lingguan for disposal.

In this dream, everything became irreversible. With complete human and physical evidence, Lin Fei was accused of stealing Tian Xing Feng's swordsmanship. This crime was a serious crime against the Sword Sect, and he was immediately convicted of breaking a sword. For, expelled the sect.

After the judgment, there is no change. Seeing that things are going to the end of the tragedy again, Lin Fei, who is standing in the Tianxing Peak Reward and Punishment Hall, suddenly smiles. He has clear eyes and looks at Song Tianxing and Wang Lingguan in front of him. Human, said lightly: "Dreamland is just a dreamland after all. I slept for too long, and it's time to wake up."

Swipe!

Lin Fei raised his hand, the Taiyi sword burst out suddenly, the dazzling sword light stretched out from the front of the shop, and the sword light cut the sky in half, and then the sword light burst, horizontally and horizontally, in an instant, Song Tianxing, Wang Lingguan, Tianxing Peak, and even the entire Ten Thousand Sword Sect were shrouded in sword light, and they burst together. In the next instant, everything seemed to disappear.