Celestial

As his words fell, the black spot in his hand also fell into the chessboard. At once, the originally peaceful chessboard also changed, and the black spot was glued like a big dragon, entrenched beside the white son, majestic, and Bai Zi is as stable as Gao Yue, and does not move at all, one black and one white, the two hold each other, and don't give in to each other.

The old man looked at the chess board in front of him for a long time, and suddenly the black and white lines filled with black and white lines flooded into his eyes. He poured his eyes slightly, and when he opened it again, left and right In both eyes, black and white alternately.

The old man looked up at the three Lin Fei who came towards him gradually.

...

In the high sky, Lin Fei suddenly paused: "Retreat!"

As soon as his voice rose, he saw the ghost gas and the blood sea that were originally blocked by the sword gas. The momentum was increased, and it turned into a raging sea, suddenly sinking, and then the waves rolled back, and the vortex in front of the three people was violently lifted. Hold it up, and then head down!

Both Lin Fei, Sun Qing, and Chang An are aware of the danger, and the array of pictures spread out far away, almost supporting the sky, but they still can't compete with the amazing suction in the vortex. Had sucked the ghost of half!

Lin Fei was shocked, knowing that if he resisted, this volume of maps would be destroyed, and he immediately collected them.

Without the cover of the array, the three were no longer able to confront each other. They were sucked in by the whirlpool that crashed down, and were instantly overwhelmed by ghosts and disappeared into the vortex.

After swallowing the three, the vortex was re-laid in the air, and the black and white colors alternated in the old man’s eyes, and gradually disappeared. He looked back at the normal black vortex and murmured: "A large number of ages must be here. , Tianji, Tianji, I hope you are right..."

In the vortex, ghost gas and blood sea permeated, and the overwhelming ghosts kept pouring in, but they had just touched the vortex, and they were crushed into the ghost gas by the great force of them, and became part of the vortex. .

Lin Fei fell on his back in the dark ghost spirit, ups and downs, Qi Daoqi had already returned to Dan Tian, ​​dumb black light, his true yuan stagnation, even the blood flow was extremely slow, and his eyes were closed, seeming to be sleeping Then, the breath was faint and unscentable, but the eyelids twitched occasionally, as if in a dream that was not smooth.

In the dream, it is another world.

Lin Fei dreamed that he had become a mortal man. He was the head of a wealthy family, had a wealthy family, and lived a prosperous life. He was like an infinite number of literary scholars. Since the champion, he has been promoted all the way from the official to the first assistant. However, at this time, the national crisis is the head, internal and external troubles, Lin Fei's tenacity, supporting a dynasty with his own strength, bowing down for him, and finally trying to turn the tide, repel the enemy, and clean up. The treacherous minister never thought that in the era of peace and sorrow, he was slain by a cup of poisonous wine in the present Holy Spirit because of his high merits.

The dream disappeared, and there was no trace.

The second dream appeared. This time Lin Fei was born in poverty. His parents died at a young age. After all, he tried his life sadly, but he clenched his teeth, struggling hard, and daring not to rest one day. The next family business, I thought it would be a smooth journey from this day, but I never thought that it attracted the coveted thief, and the family had evil servants, colluded with the thief, and took away all the family property. After the thief looted, The massacre, he watched his wife and children die under the butcher's knife, the last fire, the hard work of his life, together with himself, all burned to ashes.

The big dream hasn't awakened, the bitterness hasn't disappeared, and another dream comes again. In the third big dream, Lin Feimeng realized that he was young and smart, and he was taken by a Fang Taoist priest and accepted as an apprentice. On the road, he is extremely talented and has a profound blessing. Although the road is endlessly dangerous, he has never been scared. In the end, he used his unpredictable Taoism to compete with the world’s talents and finally achieved the law. , With a thousand-year-old Shou Yuan, it is necessary to prove the avenue again, and the feathers are broken, but I did not expect that in the sect created by one hand, the apprentices are centrifuged, relatives and friends are separated from Germany, they are separated from the crowd, and a **** battle is finally to the end. The child was killed, the body disappeared, and the treasures collected in his life were divided up.

The cold wind is turbulent, the heart is desolate, Lin Fei experienced dozens of big dreams in an instant, each dream is very real, every flower and grass carries life, and one sad and one joy penetrates into the bone marrow, whether it is a physical injury Pain or inner sorrow are all the most real, inscribed in my heart.

But in every dream, Lin Fei ended in hatred. Infinite grievances, hatred, and misery brewed in his chest, and tossed in his mind, and his perseverance in Taoism gradually became clouded with white mist. He gradually Was lost in this grotesque dream, unable to tell clearly where the source is, who he was, and where he came from.

In the chaos, Lin Fei was immersed in this strange dreamland, moving with his own identity in every dreamland, tragic and heartfelt, this dream is this body, no longer to pursue who he is.

After more than a dozen dreams, Lin Fei has tasted the great sorrow and desolation.

The last dream comes.

Lin Feimeng saw that he had come to the gate of Wen Jianzong, worshipped the sect, started from the named disciple, practiced all the way, and finally went to the door of the old Taoist priest, and became the inner disciple of Wen Jianzong, he practiced swordsmanship, Building a foundation with Wan Jianjue, an individual walked in a dream, he battled with Song Tianxing, closed his eyes, and then opened it, he had come to the Tibetan sword pavilion of Wen Jianzong, Song Tianxing was aggressive and slandered him for stealing Ghost and God, Lin Fei didn't recognize him when he died, but he had a fight with Song Tianxing, but he was taken down by Tian Xingfeng and handed over to Wang Lingguan for lack of cultivation.

In this dream, everything became irretrievable, the witnesses and materials were complete, Lin Fei was crowned as the crime of stealing the sword of Xing Feng from Tian Xing. This crime was a serious crime of asking Jianzong. Out of sect.

After the verdict was passed, there was no change. Seeing that things were going to the end of the tragedy again, Lin Fei, who was standing in the Tianxing Peak Rewards and Punishment Hall, suddenly smiled. His eyes were clear, and he looked at Song Tianxing, Wang Lingguan and others in front of him. Said: "After all, dreams are just dreams. I have slept too long and I should wake up."

brush!

Lin Fei raised his hand, and Tai Yi's sword gas burst out suddenly. The dazzling sword awn stretched out from the front of his eyes. A sword cut the world into two halves, and then the sword awn exploded, traversing all directions, in an instant, Song Tianxing, Wang Lingguan , Tian Xingfeng and even the whole Wan Jianzong were enveloped in by Jianguang, all cracked together. In the next moment, everything seemed to dissipate like smoke.