martial arts mythology system

Chapter 614 A Floating Dream, Two Lives Displaced
"The birthless old mother's projection descended, and the vacuum power slaughtered the scene... The city is full of quacks, and the monarch is blocked by Zhang Yan from the Jiangnan road, but there is no echo of the future power... He can't move [Future Mirror] .In that battle...Mo Shanbei sacrificed his life to save me...After such a kindness, I can no longer deviate from the righteous position..."

In the wandering dream space, two Han Fengs sat opposite each other.

"There is no way...the old Fazun of the Compassionate Zen Forest took action, and the thousand-year-old Buddhist energy underground in the Compassionate Zen Forest suppressed the phantom of the evil god...Then the Sanskrit God intervened in the battlefield... and usurped the divine power of the incarnate mother...After that, Gu Capital Conspiracy, Chongxie rebellion, Mantianxia's rebellion and long-distance... All kinds of things come one after another..." When saying these words, Ziyi Han Feng's eyes were deep, as if he had fallen into a certain memory in the past.

"I relied on the power of the mist to survive the bloody battle in Yanhua City... It was a very difficult time. The Gu Capital, Tianli Sect, Chongxie Sect, and even Sanskrit Gods were all making troubles. As an ordinary The disciples of the Xuanjian Division drifted with the tide... rushed to the battlefield of Liguo Liudao...from Yuhuang Dao to Chang'an Dao...the continuous battle never stopped."

Han Feng drank tea and waited, while Ziyi Han Feng continued to speak slowly.

"Since then, the Compassionate Zen Forest, which lost its boundless earth energy, was unable to suppress the Zen ghost sect... The Sanskrit god who usurped the divine power resurrected a demigod who was close to the combat power of a saint... Coupled with the invasion of the Netherland God Kingdom... the entire North Europe is plunged into unprecedented chaos."

"There is the underworld staring at the outside world, and the Sanskrit gods are encroaching on the country's fortune inside, and the evil Buddha lineage is constantly making troubles. It is especially difficult for me in the Xuanjian Division... With Guo Qinhan, Gu Yunzhou and other teammates in the Liguo battle, I finally He was promoted and accepted as a disciple by the ruler."

"Then, while practicing in the Xuanjian Division, I and my colleagues in the Xuanjian Division dealt with many incidents in Beizhou. Jishan Lunheng united Buddhism and Taoism...joined the Wumeng to defend Beizhou...But, at that time During my lifetime of wandering and fighting, I gradually understood that a challenge without a plan is just a meaningless defense, and being obsessed with justice without direction can only add regret to myself..."

Having said that, under the influence of Ziyi Han Feng's will, this nihilistic world is filled with a strong atmosphere of sadness.

The sky and the earth are covered by dark clouds, only sporadic sunlight penetrates down.

"Guo Qinhan died in battle... The Master of Five Swords was tortured and killed by the Zen ghost sect... The king and the master set up a plan to die with the Sanskrit god, but in the end he was destroyed by the underworld..."

"Feihuang and I are struggling in this chaotic situation, trying to open up a path for Xuanjian to survive... Unfortunately, as I become stronger, my enemies become stronger... Sanskrit God, the Seven Gods of Netherland, the Royal Whale Baliu, Jiang Qinglou, in the face of these terrifying enemies, I can only support myself..."

"Cruel sacrifices, endless killings... the scourge of war, the spread of death... I have experienced too much pain in this huge world, and I have been burdened with endless burdens. I have grown up gradually, and I have used the power of the mist to fight against this giant. A formidable and invincible enemy..."

"In the end... I lost."

Even after such a long time, Ziyi Han Feng's voice still reveals endless grief of regret.

As a peer, Han Feng in this world can almost completely accept the sadness in front of him, and tentatively asked: "Lost to the sky?"

"It's not just Bing Huo Tian Qiong... but a group of ancient gods and demons... Some of them have the power of saints, and some of them have the power of gods and demons... That's what I'm trying to fight against the power of Bing Huo Tian Qiong... That monster But the star sign of the Kyushu world was opened... more than [-] ancient gods returned to the human world... Then, a cruel massacre began. From the northern martial arts forest to the southern martial arts forest, the dead people can be piled up into one mountain after another ...I led the people to start the weakest resistance...and was easily suppressed...The power of the mist sheltered my remnant soul, I was like a lonely ghost wandering in the long river of time, immersed in the inescapable In the open sad atmosphere, I watched those damaged historical pictures repeated in front of my eyes again and again, until I found the call of the [Future Mirror], and with the help of the last fog power, I broke through the limitations of time and space, and saw what happened in Yanhua City. You who jumped up..."

Hearing the narration of the person in front of him, Han Feng didn't feel like he had heard a story...it was like a story that actually happened in front of him...or a story that he had personally experienced, because this was another version of himself. possible.

The present Han Feng paused: "That monster...is Sui Gu Kongqing?"

"Yeah, it's a lunatic," Ziyi Han Feng nodded, "a poor guy who is always looking for the back of the Heavenly Emperor... The greatest tragedy for the world is that this poor guy has too much power."

Recalling the scene of Sui Gukongqing, Han Feng still felt a little uncomfortable in the present world, and asked with a smile, "So, what do you need me to do, or... what do you think of?"

"I have no choice... As a loser, I can't offer any constructive suggestions, but... I think I should be able to solve some problems and doubts for you..."

Saying that, the figure of Ziyi Han Feng began to float like a puff of smoke. , this wisp of smoke began to slowly merge into the real Han Feng's conscious body.

"This is my last strength, please don't leave too many regrets like me... This is my memory and remaining knowledge, I hope it can be useful to you..."

As Ziyi Han Feng gave all his remaining power to Han Feng himself, the boundaries of this conscious world also began to blur.

"Another completely different life path flashed before Han Feng like a revolving lantern, justice...kindness...persistence...sacrifice...pain...regret..."

After accepting this long memory, Han Feng seemed to have lived a new life, and his spirit was in a trance.

The surrounding world dissipated, leaving only boundless chaos.

Ziyi Han Feng's last reminder still echoed in his ears: "Be careful... that monster."

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Opening his eyes, Han Feng held his breath.

When not breathing, one's spirit is highly concentrated, maintaining this movement for a while, and exhaling heavily.

He stood up, moved his body, and walked out from the Demon Locking Tower.

Walking out of the Demon Locking Tower, Mo Keye was on the Shushan Square directing and explaining some matters concerning the relocation of the capital. Seeing Han Feng approaching, everyone saluted.

"Great Heavenly Venerable."

Han Feng waved his hand: "I'll go out for a while."

"you……"

Unable to ask Mo Keye, Han Feng added by himself: "After all, we are going to Zhongzhou, so we still have to say hello to our old neighbor who has been in trouble."

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Suddenly there was a very important thing to deal with yesterday, and then I wasted a long time. I am sorry for the day.

However, originally this story was coming to an end, so I wanted to be careful and write more steadily, so as not to write some words that I might not be satisfied with myself.

I write well, please take your time, refill~
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