I Honor

Five Zhuang Shengxiao Dreams of Butterflies

Tan Ping opened the window, and saw the sky was clear blue, dotted with white clouds, and he couldn’t see the end at a glance. It was obviously different from the little darkness brought about by the erosion of the Nine Nethers at the end of the era, and he felt quite refreshed.

Could it be that in the early days of the Middle Ages, during the reign of the Holy Emperor Qizhi, did he really return to the past?

Yellow beam pillow, will the yellow beam pillow be just a near-real dream?

Surprised, doubted, confused and other emotions surged, Tan Ping saw dots of white light falling from the sky, and when he got closer, he realized that it was a hype, and there was a vision.

“The holy emperor sacrifices to the heavens, and all the evils recede”

The loud shouts heard just now echoed again, and one after another of colorful clouds rose from the sky. They spread over and merged into a vast light path, and then the wind howled, and the raindrops fell. The immortal general passed by, mighty and mighty, with astonishing power, and every breath made Tan Ping feel ashamed.

After Fenghou and Yubo, bolts of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the heaven and earth. Leihou and Dianhou escorted an imperial chariot and drove slowly, and the thunder after thunder sounded like the sound of greeting.

This imperial chariot is simple in shape, stained with bloodstains, with different colors and tyrannical will hidden inside, it seems that death will not rest in peace, the vicissitudes of vicissitudes fill the sky, and dragging the imperial chariot forward are nine horned dragons , with a nimble figure, and every inch of flesh and blood contained explosive power. Just seeing them, Tan Ping couldn’t help but want to bow down.

There are bead curtains hanging around the imperial chariot, and a tall and majestic figure can be vaguely seen. The surrounding royal aura is solidified, surrounded by mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars. Tan Ping’s eyes hurt just as far as he can see, and he can’t help but feel pain. Dare to look directly.

This kind of aura, this feeling, is more terrifying than every fairy god I met when I was seeking immortality in the past, and it is more unfathomable than the Fenghou Yubo and Leihou Lightning Queen in front of me. Only the mysterious and unpredictable fairy on the pillow can compare.

Tan Ping lowered his head, not daring to look any further, he had a clear understanding in his heart.

If it was a dream, it would be impossible for him to imagine the aura of the Holy Emperor Qi

What I saw just now is real, not an illusion, not a dream

I have really returned to the Middle Ages, back to the past, this is a great opportunity

Here, although I am the location, I have an advantage that even a powerful man with supernatural powers can hardly match, that is, I know the future development and the inevitability of the future, and the secret is in my heart. Relying on this, it is not difficult to achieve something Great cause, become immortal

Regarding this point, Tan Ping is full of confidence. Although he was born in the twenty-eight realms of the Seven Seas, and his past history is separated from that of the Middle Earth, it has been two or three hundred years since he returned from the end of the East China Sea. There are many classics left behind in the North, and it is not difficult to know the main events and general trends of medieval history.

Thinking of this verse, he couldn’t help but tremble all over, he only felt that the bright future of life was within reach, and a golden road was paved under his feet.

“Is this the treatment of the protagonists mentioned in those novels?” Tan Ping thought wildly.

When traveling in different sea areas, he read many vernacular novels handed down more than a hundred years ago in many squares and cities. It is said that they are the remnants of the hand-copied leftovers after the ball of universal knowledge of the world was broken.

After a full quarter of an hour, the high altitude had long since returned to normal, and Tan Ping came to his senses, recalling the history he knew, and seeing what opportunities he could seize recently.

“The holy emperor’s sacrifice to heaven must be at Longtai in Jiangdong. Even if this place is not close to the East China Sea, it must be not far away.” He murmured to himself while thinking, “During the reign of the Holy Emperor Qizhi of the East China Sea”

Suddenly, Tan Ping suddenly remembered something, and ecstasy appeared in his eyes:

“Miaoyan Palace”

“Miaoyan Palace appeared once in this period of history, and the Taiyi Longevity Sutra, Taiyi’s true formula for saving suffering, Qinghua Lingwen and other immortal secrets and many treasures were handed down.”

The full name of the Miaoyan Palace is the Miaoyan Palace of the Oriental Qinghua Changle World, which is also the Taoist place where Taiyi saves the Kutianzun. Not long after Jiuyou disappeared, it only appeared once in the Middle Ages, during the reign of the Holy Emperor Qizhi.

Excited, Tan Ping paced back and forth, thinking to himself:

“I heard that big people from the other side are everywhere in the past, present, and future, but I’m just taking advantage of it, and it won’t affect anything”

“Don’t dare to do this, don’t dare to do that, wouldn’t it be a waste of opportunity”

The apprehension was quickly suppressed, and Tan Ping set up the Dunguang according to the records in the classics, and went straight to Qingyan Mountain in the East China Sea.

This mountain is remote and desolate, near the end of the disappearing East China Sea. Even though Tan Ping knew the approximate range, he didn’t have a specific cognition. It took half a year to find the corresponding mountain.The real thing was found according to the map.

Looking at the scene of withered vegetation, low mountains and small islands, Tan Ping would not have believed that there was Taiyi’s dojo for saving suffering Tianzun hidden here if he hadn’t clearly known it was here.

While feeling emotional, he lowered his escape light and looked around for clues, afraid that it would be too late and he would have missed that period of history.

A few days later, Tan Ping was pleasantly surprised to discover a mysterious valley, and when he stepped into it, mist emerged.

“It really is here.” He held back his excitement, and kept moving forward in the mist, and walked for three days and three nights in the valley that seemed to be only a hundred feet long.

Suddenly, the fog dissipated, and Tan Ping’s eyes lit up. He saw overlapping clouds, purple air filled the sky, strange flowers everywhere, spiritual springs springing up from the ground, vegetation flourished to the extreme, full of vitality to the essence, and he immediately realized that he had arrived at home. Another world.

In the distance, there are majestic mountains, lush forests, and layers of palaces and pavilions, with auspicious lights rising from time to time.

Tan Ping took a deep breath, the light flew up, approached the magnificent palace cautiously, and opened the door of Miaoyan Palace, which seemed to be unlocked and sealed, and a dark red and pitch black twisted and mixed appeared in front of him. The lake is like blood and filthy, full of the feeling of karma entanglement and death gathering.

And in the middle of the lake, a blue lotus bloomed, with bright and clean petals, containing a strong vitality. On top of it sat a tall and thin Taoist wearing a bamboo crown and a water-blue robe, with his eyes closed and breathless. It seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, and it seems to have been sitting for a long time.

“Pharmacist Wang Fo is very active in this era, so Taiyi saves the suffering Tianzun and sleeps to avoid it.” Tan Ping was startled, almost sweating profusely, and he was in the mood to ask questions when he found that the Taoist hadn’t moved at all.

He couldn’t figure out the mystery of the other shore, so he bowed respectfully to the Heavenly Venerable Taiyi who didn’t know whether he was dead or alive, and said:

“The younger generation has no intention of offending Tianzun, but just came here according to the plan. I stepped into this place by fate, and please don’t blame Tianzun. If I am lucky enough to get something, I will worship Tianzun day and night. I dare not forget my great kindness.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his heart throbbed suddenly, and when he raised his head, he just saw Tianzun Taiyi save Kuku opened his eyes, and his breath diffused little by little.

alive

Woke up

Tan Ping felt like he was about to go crazy from fright, his whole body trembled, and his eyes turned black.

“I understand.” A soft voice sounded in his ear.

Understand what Tan Ping looked at blankly, but saw the changes of light and shadow around him, as if pieces were being peeled off.

“Ah” he yelled, sat up suddenly, and found himself back in the cave, surrounded by old friends.

a dream

A dream that can even imitate the aura of Shenghuangqi and Taiyi saving the suffering Tianzun

Amidst the surprise, Tan Ping found something extra in his bosom, it was a bead exuding a little bit of green light, and there seemed to be countless talisman seals inside, which were mysterious and unusual.

“What is this?” the girl in the pink jacket asked confusedly.

I don’t remember Brother Tan having such beautiful beads

Tan Ping looked around, wondering if it was a dream or it was real for a while, and he let out a sigh of relief after his friends discussed it, “This is the harvest of Huang Liang’s dream.”

In the “dream”, did you really go back in time and see Taiyi save Kuku Tianzun?

“It’s so amazing,” the man with sparse eyebrows exclaimed.

Tan Ping calmed down a bit, thought for a while and said, “Why don’t you try it too?”

“Can we do it?” The girl in the pink coat was both surprised and delighted.

Tan Ping smiled slightly: “Those who see each other will have a share, and the fate will be shared with each other. This is the best friend.”

You can’t hide this thing, let there be a rift between each other, or even kill people to silence it

Amidst the unanimous sighs and thanks from the others, the girl in the pink jacket lay down, calm and fell into a deep sleep.

After a while, she woke up and shook her head blankly: “I didn’t dream of anything.”

Tan Ping looked at the pillow, and saw that it was dim in color and with obscure patterns, as if it had exhausted its strength, but the little glimmers of light gathered and were constantly recovering.

“It may take a few days before it can be used again.” Tan Ping judged.

The man with sparse eyebrows nodded lightly: “Then let’s talk about it when we get to Changmen Island.”

Tan Ping of Changmen Island looked out of the cave subconsciously, and saw that the rainstorm had subsided, the dark clouds had dissipated, the moon and stars were sparse, and the whole world seemed to have been washed.

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