My mother of Douluo is the transmigrator

Chapter 128

With a panoramic view of the entire Wangcheng, Xue Qingquan's left eye was full of tears, and he pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.

At the age of six, she was able to drive several imperial brothers away. She usually went in and out of the military camp. In her early years, she fought hand-to-hand with the army of the Star Luo Empire outside the country. How could she not have such a little girl.

Last night, the young man in white clothes, with a handprint, raised a vajra face on the ground, blocking the sky-filled Sanskrit that could destroy the entire royal city.

Again, he extinguished the raging fire in the city, summoned tens of thousands of fire phoenixes, and slaughtered all the monks in the city.

Let the most fragile blue silver grass turn into infinite vitality and fill the city with spring, split the earth in half with a single sword, and destroy the nine dharma bodies of the evil Buddha.

The last memory of Xue Qingquan was that she fell from the air and fell towards the ruins below her, with the sound of howling wind in her ears, and the young man just looked down at her from above.

The eyes were indifferent, as if looking down on an ant.

Looking down at himself who is sinking and dying, looking down at the royal city that may be dismissed by a god like him.

When she opened her eyes again today, she found that she was still alive.

It was found that the royal city had been restored to its original state, the dead had come back to life, and the ruined buildings still stood.

Her father used to say that since God cannot protect the people, he will do it for himself.

Gods, do they really care about the mortals below?
Several threads fiddled in her heart, but those pale golden eyes looking down at her in the air were so clear.

But she couldn't even see what the other person looked like, and couldn't remember it!
What an amazing thing!
For some reason, Xue Qingquan felt wronged at this moment.

It's just inexplicably aggrieved.

She can also do it, and she can also protect the people, what kind of skill is it to be aloof!
"Princess, why are you crying again?"

"I lost my eyes... let's go back."

"It's time to go back. Your Majesty is going to build a temple today and offer statues to gods. Several princes are present. Do you want to go and see?"

Xue Qingquan was startled: "Father, don't you believe in gods and Buddhas?"

Royal power has been separated from divine power since ancient times. This is the consensus of the two empires and the Spirit Hall.

And if the empire intervenes in the matter of faith, there is no reason for the Qian Family of Wuhundian to ignore it.

"Pei'er doesn't know either. He just said that he wants to erect a statue of Lord Bai Dizi, and pass on the miracles of Lord Bai Dizi to the mountains and rivers of the empire."

Xue Qingquan grasped the key point.

"Wait, you said you were going to set up a statue for that Bai Dizi?" There was light in her eyes: "Isn't it possible that you can see what that guy looks like?"

Feeling palpitations inexplicably, a pair of pale golden eyes looked down at him in the deepest part of his heart.

Thinking about it this way, it feels like a joke.

Her pink feet were bare, and she limped, sometimes hopping on one foot and leaving in a hurry.

I don't know why I'm in such a hurry.

"Hey, princess, you can't just go like this, go back and change your clothes, shoes, go back and put on your shoes first..."

A dream of yellow beams, the power of dreams, based on the divine power of the god of angels, is cast by a person who can accomplish everything with a single glance of jade scales.

True and false, false and real, dreams and reality can all be reversed.

With the dream of the imperial princess, reality will be replaced with dream, turning reality into a false dream.

What a power this is.

And Yu Linzhi, who has mastered the power of dreams, feels that he is undoubtedly a god.

It's just that the impact is too huge, the reality of modification is too huge, and most of the reserved divine power is almost not enough.

Fortunately, in the end, I managed to make my dream come true.

Now that he has mastered the seed of dream power, coupled with his powerful spiritual power and the eye martial soul related to spiritual power, Yu Linzhi feels that training this will be his strongest means.

Using dreams to modify reality, although it is certainly not possible to use the power of dreams like using divine power to make it a divine right that truly changes the world.

But when dealing with ordinary soul masters, even if you can't control the enemy with one look, all kinds of fears and nightmares will superimpose, and people with weak minds will not have the courage to fight him at all.

Except for a few people, Yulinzhi, who didn't revise his memory, most ordinary people in Wangcheng only vaguely remember something.

For the rest, he vaguely recalled a dream, and knew that a god in white clothes and white hair who claimed to be the son of the White Emperor killed a world-destroying demon on a field of yellow beams.

As for whether he will go into the details, such as "how can I see the Baidizi killing demons", "where did the yellow rice fields come from", etc., this kind of influence will be downplayed, so that it is difficult to tell whether it is a dream or what.

The higher the strength, the more things you can remember.

Like Titled Douluo, like Emperor Xue Ye, they naturally remember it clearly.

But the impact has been reduced to the minimum, and ordinary people can just live in an ordinary way, just to keep them alert to the abyss.

But there is one more thing.

How can he go back when his divine power is exhausted?

The divine sense of the God of Angels had dissipated long ago, and Ayi didn't know where to go at this time.

'The group of beast gods brought your little girlfriend and friends back. They have fallen into a dream and haven't woken up. You should deal with the affairs here first, and then familiarize yourself with the powers you have obtained. I will leave beforehand. You go back and interpret their dreams. '

Before dealing with the Whispering Evil Buddha, Ayi said this to him, and then slipped away.

What does it mean to leave in advance, and now that the sun is out, people don't know where to go!
This is too unreliable. If Ayi is the goddess of this world, I feel that this world is quite sad.

Yu Linzhi had a headache.

In Tiandou King City, a new sun rises in the east, a golden light sweeps away the chaotic land, the mist quickly dissipates, and the sun shines on the entire continent like a tide rising up.

The golden light swept across large buildings and crowds, people coming and going, shops and peddlers, and the dazzling array of fresh fruits and vegetables on the stalls, and finally swept to the feet of two people on the side of the street, and climbed to the big and small two people. On the body, one of them was covered by the sun, Baozi's eyes were squinted, and the whole small body was bathed in the sun, while the other was just sun-baked to the waist, and the upper body was still in the shadows.

"Go, buy me a bun, I want bean paste."

"Okay big brother!"

This little guy only remembered that he was a member of the family, and he picked her up in the royal city yesterday.

Yu Suisui trotted over with an "hey hey hey", his little arms and legs squeezed into the front of the aunts, the bun's face was almost flattened, and his expression was a little ferocious.

The little hand took out a small cloth bag from his bosom. On one side of the cloth bag there were beautiful embroidery of small flowers, and on the other side were written a few crooked words 'This is Suisui's wallet'.

With her chubby little hand, she seriously took out a copper soul coin from her wallet, took it out, lowered her head, put a beady eye to the pocket to look in, and took out another copper soul coin.

"Give Suisui and Big Brother two buns!"

The little guy looked at the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop proudly.

Then, under the vigilant eyes of all the aunts and aunts, the pissed little Douding ran towards a boy in red on the side of the street with a bun as big as her face in one hand.

The women secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the two siblings lovingly.

This boy is so good-looking, he must not be those little hooligans who bully little children.

Halfway through the run, the little girl who looked like a dumpling tripped over something, her short legs were fixed and she didn't fall down, but with a shake of her left hand, the bun accidentally fell to the ground.

She picked it up quickly, with a distressed look on her face.

"This bun...give it to Big Brother."

In the next second, someone took away the clean bun on her right hand.

Yu Linzhi took a bite, and glanced at her condescendingly.

The little guy Baozi looked depressed, looking at the dirty bun that was as big as her face on the left.

As expected of the big brother.

(End of this chapter)