Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

The sound of hawking along the streets was the first to disappear.

Later, the long street, which was crowded with people and bustling with traffic, became empty.

Finally, a layer of rotten air filled the mouth and nose.

It seemed that in just the blink of an eye, the originally bustling city had turned into a ghost town.

An indescribable coldness suddenly hit his face.

Tu San seemed unaware and could not stop looking at the furnishings of the surrounding houses. However, the little green bamboo in his arms seemed a little restless and his body was trembling a little.

"Interesting, actually."

Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice sounded in the ears of several people.

"who!?"

Tu San was startled and immediately looked back.

I saw the other side of the fifth floor, near the window.

An old man wearing a bucket on his head and a gray robe was raising his glass from afar:

"Over the years, many people have passed through this city, but after entering the city, you will be the first to find me, my friend!"

"This alone is worth a glass of wine!"

Su Bai narrowed his eyes, but did not raise his glass. He looked back at the old man fighting for fortune, and a strange color flashed in his eyes:
"Evangelized in a dream?"

Su Bai entered the city not because of the big black donkey's braying, nor because of any whim.

But far away in mid-air, with a casual glance, he felt the unusual changes in the atmosphere in this city.

That's the dream!
The people in this city, and even the city itself, do not actually exist in reality.

It’s just a manifestation of a dream!

However, the spiritual thoughts of the people who created this city are extremely powerful, and everything created by their thoughts is close to reality.

There is nothing false in this city, from humans and animals to grass, trees and dust.

For all those who lack knowledge, this city is the real world.

Because the world of all flesh and blood creatures is originally a kind of cognition where many senses gather at an extremely rapid rate.

Even Tu San and Mu Yunyang couldn't see any flaws because their cognition was suppressed.

But it was naturally impossible to hide it from him.

"Oh?

The old man in the bamboo hat raised his head slightly, and there was a trace of confusion in his deep and old eyes.

Then, he shook his head: "The enlightenment in the dream is the great way of my Buddha. The little monk does not dare to talk about the enlightenment with his meager means."

After saying that, the old man drank all the wine in the glass and gestured with the empty glass.

"Evangelized in a dream!"

At this time, Tu San was shocked.

Awakening to enlightenment in a dream can be said to be like thunder to the ears in the world of spiritual practice!
According to legend, the method of enlightenment in this dream was the legendary method used by the Brahma Immortal to achieve enlightenment!

This old man who fights for fortunes is actually a monk from Xumi Bronze Hall?

Su Bai picked up the wine glass and shook it slightly. There were ripples in it, and the aroma of wine was fragrant.

Then, without hesitation, he drank it all in one gulp.

"It is indeed a good wine, and the monk has a good taste."

His eyes were clear, and there was a faintly visible halo of light in it, which flickered for a moment.

The cultivation level of the old monk in front of him was much higher than that of Chen Fenghua.

And the practice of mind and nature, especially beyond many, the light of the soul is exposed, but the breath is not leaked at all.

It seems to be in front of you, but not in front of you.

Fantasy yet real.

Putting down the wine glass, Su Bai nodded slightly and said, "However, I heard that there are many precepts in the Xumi Copper Palace. Monk, you have violated the precepts."

This city is illusory, and this drink is certainly not real.

However, from color to taste, everything is top-notch. Even Su Bai has to admit that the taste is excellent.

The color, taste and texture are all the same as the real thing, so much so that even Su Bai, who has seen through all this, can also feel the taste of the wine.

"I, the Buddha, avoid many desires, but they do not destroy human nature. Food and sex are the foundation of human beings. Even if I, the Buddha, know it, I will not care about it."

The old man who was doing the bidding smiled faintly, but he raised his hand and took off his bamboo hat: "Not to mention that the old monk has never really drank."

This is a slightly skinny old monk, with an old face, like a dead tree, and deep wrinkles.

Only those eyes, despite the vicissitudes of life, were very bright.

It seems that he has the ability to see into people's hearts. Tu San just glanced at it, and his heart could not help but throb.

"Ok?"

Tu San was wondering when he suddenly heard the little green bamboo in his arms exclaim: "It's gone, it's all gone!"

"what?"

Tusan was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils shrank!
I saw that there were not many guests on the fifth floor, but they all disappeared without knowing when!
What also disappeared together was the vague noise in his ears.

The whole world suddenly became quiet in an instant.

Between heaven and earth, for a moment, there was only the sound of each other.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel chilled in his heart.

"Master!"

At this time, Mu Yunyang's exclamation was also accompanied by the high-pitched cry of the big black donkey.

The little old man rode his donkey and crashed directly into the fifth floor. He seemed to be greatly frightened: "There is a ghost in this city!"

"us……"

The words stopped abruptly.

Mu Yunyang's face trembled. He broke through the window so fiercely, but landed right in front of the old monk. When his eyes swept over him, he suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He stood there, motionless.

More than just Mu Yunyang?

Rabbit San, Xiao Qingzhu, and even the big black donkey, whose mouth was wide open and spittle had flown out, also stiffened.

For a moment, everyone around seemed to be silent, and they seemed to have become people in the painting.

It looks extremely weird!

Su Bai smiled, not caring about the state of the others and not arguing with him.

He held the wine glass with his finger, moved it slightly, and raised the glass:

"It's not polite to come back without reciprocating, monk. Please give me a drink."

"Ok?"

The old monk's long white eyebrows were raised slightly, and his eyes dropped into the cup.

I saw that in the white jade-like cup, there was wine slowly rippling from empty to solid.

He was a little surprised.

This city is a corner of the pure land in his heart, although it is no different from the world outside.

But in fact, they are two worlds. Without his permission, anyone who enters this city will lose their original knowledge.

Even practitioners whose cultivation levels are not much different from his are absolutely impossible to display magical powers in it.

"This person clearly..."

He thought in his mind and raised his eyebrows again. The wrinkles on the old monk's face seemed to have relaxed:
"I thought that my Taoist friend was just a person with a strong body and a tenacious mind, but I never thought that my Taoist friend is also a person with a strong spiritual mind."

"The little monk's little tricks are ridiculous."

Having said that, the old monk didn't care if there was anything wrong with the wine in the glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Drink, drink.

Su Bai smiled faintly, his eyes were dark, but there was no smile: "Although he looks immature, he can make people laugh, but he can't be said to be generous."

Using his thoughts, he sketched out an imaginary city. For Su Bai, it was naturally not a clever method.

However, the city built by the old monk is almost the same as the real one.

If the old monk leaves this place, there is no need to use any means. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, this city can truly turn illusion into reality.

And such miraculous magical powers were enough for him to take seriously.

Unfortunately……

"Ah……"

The old monk raised his eyebrows slightly, then automatically lowered his eyes, clasped his hands together, and softly recited the Buddha's name in front of his chest:

"Old monk Fan Wu Nian dared to ask my friend, how should I call him, which family he studied under, and where is the fairy mountain?"

"What method did you learn, and which ancestor did you worship?"

"Banwu—!?"

Before Su Bai could speak, Mu Yunyang, who had been stunned for a long time, lost his voice in shock and looked at the old monk in front of him, his face twitching violently!
"You, you are Jin Brahma Sect, the leader of Jin Brahma Sect Fan Wu Nian! You, you are still alive!?"

Fan Wu Nian!
Looking at the old monk in front of him, Mu Yunyang felt a surge in his heart!
This name is more than thunderous to him, and even to all the cultivators in the entire Northwest Pass?
The Jinfan Gate has dominated the Northwest Pass for thousands of years.

But these ten thousand years are by no means the peak of Jin Brahma Sect. In fact, it is still in great decline.

The brilliance of the Jin Brahma Sect was even before the founding of Dayan, and it was the real great sect in the world!
According to legend, before the founding of the Great Yan Kingdom, the world was dark and all living beings were in despair.

At that time, the storm was raging, and many heroes stood up to fight against each other and compete for the top.

Among them, there is Taizu Dayan, who is known as the emperor's son!

Taizu Taizu of Dayan, who started at a young age, possessed unparalleled magical powers, conquered three thousand military states in Nanyun, and established the foundation of Dayan for 30,000 years, which can be called endless glory.

The Jin Brahma Sect is one of the twenty-eight sects established by Emperor Taizu of Dayan to support the foundation of the dynasty.

At its most glorious, he ruled the nineteen states of Great Yan, which could be said to be below the dynasty and above ten thousand sects!

The Taoist master at that time was Fan Wu Nian!

This is an old antique that has experienced dynasty changes, overthrew Dayun, and competed in the world!
"Ban Wu Nian."

Su Bai's eyes moved, and he naturally knew what Mu Yunyang knew.

Even more is known.

In its heyday, the Jin Brahma Sect was once known as the king of all sects, only under the dynasty.

However, this glory did not last long.

Fan Wu Nian, who pushed the Golden Brahma Sect to the top, disappeared and gradually disappeared.

It flourished but declined. He once controlled the Nineteen Passes of Great Yan, the Golden Brahma Sect, the king of all sects.

Nowadays, even the border crossing is almost unsecured.

"Jin Brahma Gate..."

Fan Wu Nian muttered to himself first, and then sighed: "After thirty thousand years of changes in the world of mortals, does anyone still remember this name?"

"He said that the beauty will last forever, and that's true, haha..."

"You, are you really the sect leader of the Golden Brahma Sect, Fan Wu Nian!?"

Mu Yunyang staggered back a few steps and said in shock: "But according to legend, you have already..."

"How could it be..."

Naturally, he didn't believe it.

Although a person like Fan Wu Nian has the ability to see for a long time.

But immortality is not immortality.

Even if you are a great monk in the Holy Realm, if your body dies, your Tao will disappear!
These are the rules of heaven and earth, and no one can violate them.

Not to mention, if Brahma Wu Nian was immortal, how could he sit back and watch the Golden Brahma Sect decline to this point?

"So what if you live, so what if you die?"

Fan Wunian didn't care at all, he just glanced at the old Taoist priest who was less than four feet tall.

Then, he looked at Su Bai again: "Fellow Taoist?"

Su Bai calmed down his thoughts and responded calmly: "I am Hongxuan, inherited from Shouyang Mountain and Xuantianmen."

"Shouyang Mountain? It doesn't seem to be a famous mountain and holy place..."

Fan Wu Nian frowned slightly. He seemed to have never heard of this sect. He couldn't help but shook his head: "It's the young monk who just followed the banquet and heard about it."

"It's a small sect originally. It's not surprising that the monk doesn't know about it."

Su Bai looked as usual, not surprised by the old monk's identity, nor did he care whether he knew the specific information about Xuantian Clan.

Then, he raised his wine glass and said:

"I'm sorry to have disturbed you so much, so I'll take my leave now."

"Ok?"

When Fan Wu Nian heard this, his eyes suddenly froze, as if he did not expect that the person in front of him would say this.

But then, he smiled thoughtfully and said, "Why do fellow Taoists come and go in such a hurry?"

"Now that you're in the city, why not stay with a few more people and sit down and talk about it? It would be a great pleasure!"

"No."

Su Bai just shook his head: "I'm just passing by. I have important things to attend to, but I can't delay them any longer."

"Not urgent."

But Fan Wu Nian also shook his head, with a smile on his thin face and said: "If you have something important, fellow Taoist, you might as well chat with the young monk."

"Perhaps, there will be something gained..."

"This……"

Looking at the words you say to each other in front of me, it seems that you are trying hard to retain the old monk who has been your best friend for many years, and the head of your family.

Mu Yunyang couldn't help but tremble in his heart!
Vaguely, he felt that something was wrong!

So, he quietly slipped aside.

The big black donkey and rabbit three were even more excited, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end!
There is obviously something wrong with the conversation between these two people!
boom!
Sure enough, the next moment, when several people's hearts jumped.

The old monk dropped his glass heavily, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Instead, there was a look of deep indifference.

"Fellow Taoist, are you really ruthless? Do you really want to leave?" (End of Chapter)