Nightwatcher 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 party said the second sentence:

"Nalan Tianlu, since the start 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. The spirit of the servants in the sky."

Xu Qi'an turned around fiercely and saw an old man with gray hair, wearing a wizard robe, sitting on the deserted ground, blood-stained and wilted.

Behind this old wizard, there are three Buddhist monks, one of whom Xu Qi'an knew, it was Duerrohan who led the Buddhist mission to Beijing that day.

"This is a fragment of the battle of Shanhaiguan 20 years ago..."

He suddenly realized that, then he 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 detained on the second floor? But why did I see the scene of the battle of Shanhaiguan....... He muttered in his heart, and heard Nalan Tianlu sneer:

"Wei Yuan, the rain master's soul is immortal, and the only one who can kill me is Dao Sect First Grade, or Great Wizard."

Xu Qian immediately looked at Wei Yuan, only to find 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 sits still, with blood spurting from its neck four to five meters high, like a fountain of blood.

The third stage, no, the third stage 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 has witnessed Wei Yuan’s cultivation. For, it is still difficult to conceal 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 corpse, 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 a primordial spirit that was not real enough, and receiving it into the golden bowl.

Du'errohan accepted the golden bowl, relieved, said:

"Wei Shuai, the **** of Nalan Tianlu, leave it to Buddhism. The Buddha Pagoda in Leizhou is the magic weapon of Faji Bodhisattva, dedicated to suppress evil spirits. Without a piece of cake, it will be called Nalan Tianlu. ."

Wei Yuan nodded: "Okay."

After that, he walked away slowly, his 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 moment, he heard the sound of chanting the Buddha's name coming from behind him, and turned his head to look at it, it was not Duke Luohan, but the monks of Sanhua Temple such as Jingxin, Jingyuan, and Hengyin.

They finally reached the second floor.

The monks of Sanhua Temple looked around blankly, seeming to be puzzled why they were here.

Monk Jingxin looked at 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 a fantasy 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, as Uncle Du Nian said, the second floor of the Buddha Pagoda is covered by the power of Nalan Tianlu. Penetration."

The entire second layer was penetrated by the power of Nalan Tianlu? Xu Qi'an frowned.

In 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 the siege of Wei Yuan and Buddhist monks."

He didn't say that he died in the siege of Dourohan, because it would reveal that he knew 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 and shook his head without speaking.

He seems to know, but he doesn’t want to say in front of me, yes, Buddhism and the Sorcerer Sect are in collusion, intending to unlock Nalan Tianlu’s seal..........Xu Qi'an examines the monks , His eyes stayed on Monk Jingxin's empty hands.

"Master Jingxin, where is the bead in your hand?"

If I remember correctly, Xu Qi'an clearly saw the first floor of the Buddha Pagoda reflected in the beads when he passed by before.

Unsurprisingly, the function of the beads is to feed back the scenes inside the Buddha Pagoda to the outside world, so that Linghui Master Ilbu and Dunan King Kong can see the scenes inside the tower.

Although the two sides 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 cannot be brought in naturally."

Monk Jingxin gave an explanation.

In other words, we are not real bodies 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.

First of all, four masters such as Yuan Yi, Li Shaoyun, Tang Yuanwu, and Sisters of the East. With their qualifications, they are the mainstay in any force.

For Buddhism, a martial artist who can step into the fourth rank has of course "Buddha nature."

Followed by the local heroes of Leizhou, the number has been reduced by two-thirds.

When I entered 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?"

"You deserve to be the 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 put it in their mouths to taste, 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 mind of a woman, it is purely an emphasis on mysterious masters.

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 in front of us is that Buddhist monks besieged and killed Nalan. Lan Tianlu’s 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 me."

"Who is Nalan Tianlu?"

The local people in Leizhou suddenly realized that they chatted endlessly.

At the moment, Hengyin told everyone about 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. After a long time, she opened her eyes and said:

"I can't sense where the master is, which means he has no self-awareness. This is indeed a dream, his dream."

Dongfang Wanqing nodded: "How to break the game?"

Dongfang Wanrong shook her head: "Look again, look again..."

While speaking, 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 a cloaked wizard.

Xu Qi'an saw a familiar face from these people:

Nurhga!

"The Southern Demon and the Northern Demon Man are allied to try to recover the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdoms, while the Southern Gu Clan wants to take advantage of their maneuvering to shake the fate of the country. The Western Region Buddhism and the Demon Race are as deep as the sea, and will not stand idly by. "

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 repay the demon clan and the Gu clan. There are barbarians divided into nine states."

Jing Guojun, Xia Hou Yushu asked: "Why not invade Dafeng from the southern border?"

Nurhga shook his head slowly:

"The Dafeng army is divided into two groups, all the way to the Shanhaiguan border, the other is the Chen army 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 the Gu are at a disadvantage. Unless we can fight in a short time. Wear half of the Dafeng, and the soldiers will face 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 repaid."

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 the major forces in Kyushu.

People from Leizhou rivers and lakes watched the meeting and were dumbfounded: "It's really the Shanhaiguan battle."

They have different faces. The Battle of Shanhaiguan took place twenty years ago. For them, it was a huge but extremely remote war.

At this time, I witnessed the high-level discussions of the witch gods, and there was a sense of absurdity that history had entered life, and it was also shocking.

In addition, they learned part of the inside story of the Shanhaiguan battle.

This one of the largest and most tragic wars in human history is essentially a manifestation of the contradictions among the major forces in Kyushu.

The Nanyao who was destroyed in the Jiazi Dangyao attempted to restore the country. The Gu family tried to shake Dafeng's luck, and the witch **** sect demanded a debt from Dafeng.

"Nalan Tianlu said that I owe a great debt to the witch gods, 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 own business, he was defeated several times, and on one occasion he was at the end of his life. He borrowed 200,000 soldiers from the Witch God Sect and promised to overthrow the Witch God Sect as the national religion. Turn back."

This history is very secretive. In Dafeng, even scholars may not know it.

"Shit!"

Li Shaoyun said lightly.

"That is, the Sorcerer Sect is also worthy of my state religion?"

"Dafeng doesn't need state religion, even if it's a human being, it's just a game of faint king."

"He is, this **** is talking nonsense."

People from Leizhou yelled.

Yuan Yi squeezed his hands, and the prestige of all commanders calmed the people in the world. He looked at the monks in Sanhua Temple and said:

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"It is useless to talk 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 can 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.

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 encircled and killed by Wei Yuan, the corpse was separated, the dream ended, and a new round of reincarnation entered.

Through this dream, the words "incapable of doing anything" were most felt by everyone present.

Nalan Tianlu’s powerlessness.

The masters of Buddhism are too abnormal, and Wei Yuan's leadership is too abnormal.

After the start of the war, battle after battle was lost, and battle strength was wiped out 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 army **** Wei Yuan who designed to siege Nalan Tianlu?"

He was mocking Monk Hengyin's saying just now that he attributed the credit for killing Nalan Tianlu to Buddhism.

The monk of Sanhua Temple put his hands together, speechless.

The people in Leizhou looked disdainful.

At this time, the screen 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 has double knives.

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "I won't keep my hands in this battle. If you can survive a hundred moves, then you will go out. If you can't survive, you will die."

The young man with double knives said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, Master, do it."

The battle was extremely fierce. 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. It is not a boy who has become a young man.

The enemy has 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 jealous, and the fifth grade is strong, and he is worthy 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 someone suddenly said:

"This is the famous battle of Tangmen master beheading the old monster of Snake Mountain, and enter 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 killing the door. The court wanted him, and it was the master of Tang that he killed him. It was a sensation in Leizhou."

"But, why does Tangmen's past appear here?"

Dongfang Wanrong sees it~IndoMTL.com~ exhales, as if confirming a certain guess in her heart, she said solemnly:

"Because our primordial spirit was involved in the teacher... Nalan Tianlu's dreams, affected by 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 is 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."

Next, everyone experienced several dreams one after another. There were battles between General Li Shaoyun and Commander Yuan Yi, and there were fierce battles of people from Leizhou.

There is also a scene from the perspective of Buddhist disciples who witnessed the magnificent scenes of chanting and teaching of Buddhist monks in the Western Regions.

Xu Qi'an was in the crowd, especially silent, but his eyes were always fixed on the Eastern sisters and the monk of Sanhua Temple.

The Buddhism and the Witch God Sect came prepared, they must know how to get rid of the dream, how to release Nalan Tianlu, how to get the dragon energy.........Can't let them release Nalan Tian Lu... He was thinking, and suddenly heard an exclamation.

Looking sideways, I was surprised.

I saw the harmony of Foshan, golden light lingering in the clouds and mist, and a young man who wore a better suit, hugged his head in pain, and his complexion was distorted.

This picture is so familiar, it makes him look so familiar.

Buddha fighting!

Eight bitter formation!

Fuck, my dream? !

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