Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao

Chapter 452 The Great Dream (Part [-])
From the outside, Sanmao Zhenjun Palace is very tall.But when I went inside, I found that the height inside was only six or seven meters, which was not as tall as it appeared on the outside. Obviously, there were many organs here.

According to that evil god, the Supreme Xuanhuang Ding is here, and that Ding is also Ye Fan's ultimate goal.

When you walk in, you can see a huge tripod standing in the center, which is full of incense ash, and there are even a few sticks of unburned incense standing in the center.

What is enshrined here is Sanmao Zhenjun, the founder of the Maoshan sect.Most of the founding patriarchs of other sects are one person, but there are three in Maoshan.

The three statues are tall and mighty, holding magic tools in their hands, with a serene demeanor, which makes people feel a sense of peace in their hearts.

At this time, a Taoist priest was kneeling respectfully in front of the three statues, worshiping devoutly.

In fact, Ye Fan has already paid attention to this Taoist priest, not because of other reasons, but because he is too young, and being young makes people doubt life.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, it was the time for a person to spend his youth on campus, but he was already an ancient Buddha with a green lamp, living a life like a hermit.What's more, he is the only one among the 100 people who doesn't know martial arts.What's even more bizarre is that he didn't get killed by those weird dolls, he didn't fall behind, and he just came here.

The deep chanting sound resounded in the main hall, this little Taoist actually planned to sit and recite the scriptures directly?
Ye Fan shook his head with a wry smile, bowed to the Buddha statue, and walked to the back.

Walking from behind the Buddha statue, there is a long corridor behind, with small rooms on both sides.

The alchemy room, the Sutra Pavilion, the weapon room, the alchemy room, the quiet room, etc. are lined up, and you can tell what they are used for just from the names.

It's a pity that every room seems to be blocked by formations, blocking everyone from the door.

And those who were chasing and killing Aunt Caiyun just now also stood there, frowning furrowed at the treasure that was at their fingertips.

"Everyone works together, I don't believe it can't be broken." Bashu Taoist said with a sneer.

"Smash it open? This is the most famous magic circle in Maoshan. If you can break it open, it's your job." An indifferent voice said softly.

Bashu Taoist cast a gloomy look at a middle-aged Taoist priest, and then quickly looked away.

There is no check and balance from other masters here, and the strength of Bashu Taoist has become the highest in the name in an instant. Of course, he hopes to get the status he deserves.

Ye Fan walked straight through the crowd and continued walking in.

There are many doors on both sides, and there are many rooms with formations, spells, monsters, ghosts, etc., but without exception, the doors are locked by formations, and it is impossible to enter.

"Phantom?" Ye Fan frowned as he looked at the big word on the last door.

There are so many doors in front that cannot be pushed open, it is impossible that the Sanmao Zhenjun Palace that was born this time is just for everyone to come for a tour, there must be a way, and the most likely thing is that it is in the last room.

With a slight push with his hand, there was a sharp and ear-piercing sound, which directly attracted the eyes of those who were still gathered in front of the secret book and pill room.

Seeing Ye Fan disappear into the corridor and walk into a room, everyone seemed to be crazy and ran towards the end quickly.

From the outside, there is nothing inside.But when Ye Fan stepped in, he realized that there was something hidden inside.

A Taoist sits quietly on it, and the disciples sit on both sides.Everyone looked solemn.The Taoist sitting at the top didn't move at all, he neither spoke the scriptures nor asked about his homework, but just sat there with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating.

And the disciples below also sit quietly and meditate, ignoring worldly affairs.

Ye Fan looked around and was about to stand up when he realized that he had become a member of the disciples below. He was wearing a gray Taoist robe and was sitting cross-legged on a futon.

He thought about it, but he couldn't move his whole body, only his head could barely move.

In a short time, he saw with his own eyes that the people sitting beside him were replaced by others.And the others, like me, couldn't move at all.

After the last person was replaced by someone who came in, the Taoist above suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light shot out.

There was a bang, like the sound of a door being slammed shut.

"Fifty people will enter my door, and the rest will have no predestined relationship. Those who are predestined, listen to my sermon once, and those who are not predestined can find another opportunity." A loud voice rang in the ears of everyone.

Then Ye Fan and the others saw the Taoist sitting at the top speak in a low voice.

"Road to Road, very Avenue"

It turned out to be Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching, but after the first Taoist said it, everyone just lamented the natural vision, a golden spring gushed from the ground, and golden lotuses rose in the sky, and a vision came to their nostrils.

And the Taoist sometimes laughed, sometimes melancholy, sometimes glared, and seemed to be smiling, with various expressions.

Waves of exhaustion hit, as if wanting to swallow people up.

A snoring sound, followed by more snoring sounds
Those people actually sat there, fell asleep.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, closed his eyes tightly and sat there with a calm expression, listening to the voices.

The sound of the Dao was like a ray of sweet spring directly pouring into Ye Fan's heart, and Ye Fan was desperately absorbing the nutrients in the sound of the Dao.

One, two After a while, most of the people fell asleep.

Boss Bai was very drowsy, although he forced himself not to fall asleep, he still fell asleep.

In the back is a Taoist from Bashu, and in the back are two middle-aged Taoist priests.

Even in the end, they were barely sober, only Daoist Caiyun, Longtou and Ye Fan were left.

Forgot about time, forgot space, forgot his name, forgot why he appeared here, forgot everything, Ye Fan found that he seemed to be standing on the top of a cloud, and he seemed to be in the middle of the sea. Back to my childhood, back to my mother's arms.

It was as if I had become a baby, held in my mother's arms, and started to grow, to grow
Achievement and fame will shake the world, one figure can suppress the ages, one thought can decide the fate of hundreds of millions of living beings, so many peerless beauties throw themselves into their arms, and so many heroes fall at their feet.

After 10,000+ years, I am old, and the soldiers who used to obey me have long since died, and the people below have begun to obey others.

I am getting older and older, so old that all my grandsons are dead, so old that I often fall into a deep sleep, so old that too many big worlds have escaped my control.

I don't want to just die of old age, I should die on the battlefield.

Hence.
Royal expedition.

(End of this chapter)