The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 154, Dreaming

It is delusional to insist on not letting go.

Meng Tian didn't know the way of magic, and with his bravery, blood, and persistence, he turned into the ancient battlefield around him.

It was an endless plain.

What he is most proud of, and what is the most profound, is not the destruction of Qi.

Instead, he went north to fight against the Xiongnu for more than ten years, guarding the territory of the Great Qin.

Among these ghosts and creatures, Meng Tian is no longer a terracotta warrior, but an eight-foot man with living flesh and blood.

The gray beard and hair reveal boundless bravery, and there are countless Daqin Erlang standing behind him.

They are willing to follow, General Meng, from life to death!

"Da Qin, Meng Tian."

Bai He also sighed, but also reported his name.

"Huaxia People's Republic, Baihe."

Compared with the bravery and bravery of ancient times and modern guns and weapons, which one is stronger or weaker?
The answer, is firearms.

The agents here in Section Ninth are equipped with top-notch firearms.

These guards wearing ancient armor are not an enemy under the pouring of bullets - facing the firearms they are not familiar with, they charge up bravely without fear of death.

These guards are made of energy, and when faced with unknowns and dangers, they will maintain the same response as before.

Just as fearless in the face of the brave Hun cavalry, they are also fearless in the face of guns.

"Team leader. There are too many of them, and they are not afraid of death!"

"This is Squad A, we couldn't hold on anymore, we were scattered by the cavalry company."

"This is Team B."

The news from the walkie-talkie made Bai He feel extremely distressed, and could only grit his teeth and persist.

On the other hand, the alchemists who belonged to the practitioners were killing all directions. Not everyone can resist magic with a mortal body like Meng Tian. The cultivators of the Nine Divisions have thrown out their mastery skills one after another, and various methods of ghost generals and horses have emerged one after another.

This made Bai He think about whether to re-examine the monk's combat power.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and the five elements move mountains!" Ling Xuzi finally recited the mantra, and a huge boulder rose from the ground and fell from the sky, throwing these soldiers into darkness.

Meng Tian knew that Ling Xuzi and Ling Kongzi were the strongest alchemists here, so he rushed over on horseback with a big halberd in his hand.

Several practitioners wanted to cover for Ling Xuzi, but found that the Yin Gui spell did not work on him at all, and instead had his head chopped off.

This Meng Tian hung the heads of several people on his waist, which was the standard practice of the Qin army at that time.

What Ling Xuzi saw was that his eyes were about to burst.

"Aren't you afraid of retribution for doing this?"

General Meng said indifferently.

"I don't believe in ghosts and gods all my life."

"If you don't believe in life, you won't believe in it after death either!"

Li Wei on the Taixu Temple is comprehending what he learned on Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai in his room.

Of course, it's not the technique of riding the clouds and driving the fog. For Li Wei, the technique of flying the clouds and riding the fog is at best an addition, and listening to the Bodhi Patriarch's lectures at the end is the big deal.

However, Li Wei felt that the benefits were endless, and he retreated for more than a few days.

What concerned Li Wei the most was that the Bodhi Patriarch in the dream said that he was his "future" apprentice.

No matter how dull Li Wei was, he wouldn't think that it was something as simple as a dream.

Maybe, that's true, it's just a dream, after all, the system won't lie to itself, or, most likely won't.

In other words, what is special is not the dream, but the 'immortal' Bodhi Patriarch.

Immortals, gods, people, gods.

"It's complicated, it's complicated, I can't figure it out."

Li Wei scratched his head, always feeling that there was only a layer of film left from the truth.

But it's always less than that.

At this time, Mei was teasing the white tiger from behind, and like most cats, she was "drunk to death" by a cat teasing stick.

But at this moment, Li Wei appeared in front of Mei as if he had made some decision.

"Mei, how about doing poor Tao a favor?"

"What's the matter?" Mei said indifferently, her tone was cold and flat, and next to her was a white tiger with a red face and a red belly. The scene looked quite strange.

"Cough, cough, cough," Li Wei murmured, "I'm quite amazed to hear that Miss Mei's method of dreaming, can you make Pindao fall into a dream and have a lucid dream?"

Mei pondered.

"It's not impossible, but I have never used the method of dreaming on someone with your cultivation level."

"It's okay, just try it."

"That's fine." Mei paused and said, "What dream are you going to do? If possible, it's best to have a medium."

Li Wei thought for a while.

Recently, I have a good relationship with Qin and Han things.

Another mermaid candle, and another Dukang wine.

"Then let's have a dream related to Qin Han."

As for the medium.

Li Wei thought for a while, when Qing Ling went up the mountain, he brought an antique flower pot up.

It was said that the antiques were given to the Taoist temple as a reward. At first, Li Wei thought it was useless. Antique flower pots and flower pots are not all flower pots.

Li Wei took out the antique flower pot. At this time, the antique flower pot had been filled with mud and water, and only one seed was needed to water the flowers.

If it falls into the hands of some wealthy businessman, there is a high probability that it will be framed.

So Li Wei will use it to grow flowers and plants.

Li Wei pointed to the flower pot and said.

"here."

"You just lie here."

"Ah."

Li Wei was lying on the bluestone, and Mei was very close, and there was a scent of flowers and plants on her body.

I can't tell what kind of flower or grass it is, maybe it's the smell of all kinds of flowers mixed together.

Makes people a little dizzy.

It is useless for Li Wei to take precautions against the technique of obsessing dreams. At this moment, Li Wei has let go of all his defenses and let the technique of obsessing dreams enter his body.

I can feel it, crisp and numb.

"Do you need me to come in with you?"

"No, I can enter by myself." Li Wei said with his eyes closed: "It's a journey of exploring oneself."

"En." Mei waved her hand to release the spirit.

Li Wei slowly closed his eyes, his whole body seemed to be surrounded by the breeze and spring, and when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the Taoist temple.

Blue sky, white clouds.

With a bit of hot wind, the scorching sun swept across the sky, dyeing this piece of land golden yellow.

A little comfortable, a little drunk.

Looking at the Taoist robe on his body, Li Wei felt a little high-profile, so he snapped his fingers, and the Taoist robe on his body turned into a coarse linen suit.

In the dreamland, all kinds of changes can be changed by the mind.

Li Wei nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to go out, a voice came from behind him.

"Who is with my family?"

A childish voice stopped him, and Li Wei still felt the cold air of the blade. Later, half of the children were pressing their swords against their waists.

At this time, Li Wei had a strange expression, and only then did he realize it.

Well, I'm standing in someone's backyard now.
(End of this chapter)