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Dreaming of the moon, looking at the back view taken by Zhuo Bufan, the eyes are full of surprise colors.

The back view is the only painting of the nightmare and the most outstanding painting.

This back view, the dream dress has never been sent to outsiders, even the dreams have not received a pair.

However, if Zhuo Bufan took it out, then the dream month will be understood.

It must have been handed over to Zhuo Bufan by Master Sister.

“You mean, you learned the heavens from the back picture?”

Dreaming of the moon seems a bit calm, because she has basically guessed everything.

It must be that the master’s sister, Meng Yuyi, incorporated the heavenly technique into the back view and handed it to Zhuo Bufan.

“It seems that this man is really the person the master sister has been waiting for.”

Since Zhuo Bufan is a man who is waiting for a dream, then the dream will not be difficult for Zhuo Bufan.

“I just want to see someone who painted this picture. I don’t know if it is?”

Zhuo Bufan took the back view and looked at the dream moon.

After listening to the moon, I was helpless and shook my head and said.

“Sorry, you may not see the owner of this picture.”

Zhuo Bufan heard, shouted.

“why?”

“Because she is not in Mazu Mountain now, I will not tell you about other things. After the mother returns, I will naturally explain it to you.”

Zhuo Bufan felt a little regretful when he heard the words of the moon.

He didn’t think that the person he wanted to see was not in Mazu Mountain.

You know, Zhuo Bufan made a lot of determination before he decided to see a dream dress.

“Is it impossible to hide from me?”

Zhuo Bufan thought so in the heart.

He thought that the nightmare was because he didn’t dare to see him, so he would let the dreams say these words a month ago.

Now, the Emperor is not there, and the dream dress is not seen. Zhuo Bufan is really a little while, and I really don’t know what to do.

At this time, the side of the dream said.

“Young Master Zhuo, just a little offended. Now I am also asked to follow me to the Virgo. I have asked the Junior Sisters to prepare a thin wine and apologize.”

After being beaten by the unfathomable mystery of the moon, I now apologize to him.

This makes Zhuo Bufan have a look of arrogance.

However, since Emperor Huang let him not leave Mazushan for a while, then Zhuo Bufan is not the kind of unruly person.

He obediently and honestly followed the dream moon and went to the Palace of the Virgin.

On the way to the Sanctuary, Zhuo Bufan learned about Mazushan from Mengxiu.

Meng Xiyue told Zhuo Bufan that there are only eight saints in Mount Mazu who are responsible for the mountain.

These eight saints, including the moon, and –

Dream blowing snow, dream long song, dream no hate, dream early rain, dream Yan Ling, dream Fang Xiu, dream painting

All the saints in Mazu Mountain are dreams of surnames, all of which are named after the dreams.

The name of the dream coat is actually from Luo Tian.

Meng Yuyi has always taken these children who have been taken care of by her as the spirit of her own.

Even the name expresses her longing for Luo Tian.

Soon, Zhuo Bufan followed the dream moon and came to the Palace of the Virgin.

The Virgin Palace is located on a huge spiritual tree. The tree stands in the clouds. The upper part is filled with fairy fog, the treasure is light, the flowers are everywhere, the cranes are flying, and the water is flowing.

Zhuo Bufan came to the tree under the tree of the moon, and suddenly the tree of the tree said.

“Tree slaves, I have seen two sisters!”

After listening to the moon, I replied.

“Bell, take us up.”

After the dreams were finished, suddenly two tree vines fell from the tree, and the tree vines were woven into two wicker chairs, carrying Zhuo Bufan and the dream moon, going over the clouds.

“Bell, a special name.”

Zhuo Bufan can’t help but laugh.

“It was the master’s sister, because the bell was planted by a master sister with a bell, and was given to Soul by the master sister.” So the master sister named it a bell.”

After listening to Zhuo Bufan, I immediately understood.

After all, he also cultivated the heavens, knowing that Tianshi has the Ability to give Soul. Not to mention a tree, even a stone, can give it Soul.

It’s not unusual for the nightmare to make a seed with a bell and grow the tree.

Soon, under the leadership of the bell, Zhuo Bufan slowly rose to the top of the cloud.

On the cloud, Zhuo Bufan saw the palace wrapped in the clouds.

Beyond the palace, there is also a layer of dreamy enchantment. Under the guidance of the dream moon, they easily broke the enchantment and entered the palace.

As soon as I entered the palace, the existence of seven fairies was reflected.

They are the twelve saints who sat down by the emperor.

Three Disciple dreams of blowing snow, a flawless snow-colored long coat, giving a feeling of high cold and noble.

Four Disciple dreams long songs, a velvet red dress, like a warm flame.

Five Disciple dreams of no hate, like a colorful phoenix, locked in the eyebrows, holding a sly and quietly watching people come.

Six Disciple dreams of rain, dressed in silver fir, wearing a star wearing a moon, wearing a veil, difficult to see the lineup.

Seven Disciple Meng Yan Ling, a mysterious clothing like ink, the eyes are full of gentleness. It looks good to get along with.

Nine Disciple Dream Fang Xiu, wearing a yellow skirt, prefers a sunflower. In the middle of stability, the singularity of Fang Fei, a smile, warmth. Ten Disciple dream paintings, holding a brush in his hand, wearing a black and white long coat, full of heroic spirit.

Zhuo Bufan simply glanced at the seven saints who were present and was attracted by the temperament of them.

Each of these saints has a different temperament.

Or high cold, or gentle, or flattering, or cold, or elegant, or sweet, or cute, or belly black…

Zhuo Bufan can feel that the temperament of each of these saints comes from the same person, that is, the nightmare.

Because these eleven saints are all dream dresses from small belts.

So what temperament they have, more or less are affected by the nightmare.

Looking at these saints, it is as if I saw the shadow of the nightmare.

“Young Master Zhuo, Young Master Zhuo, please also take a seat!”

Dreaming of the moon’s bursts of calls, woke up the god of Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan felt that she was a little rude, so she quickly corrected her attitude and sat down.

“Right, is there not twelve saints in Mazu Mountain? How are there only eight?”

Asked Zhuo Bufan.

After listening to the moon, I replied.

“Eight Junior Sister dreams ruthlessly went to the Tianshan Mountains some time ago, and has not returned yet.”

“Eleven Junior Sister Meng Ziyi and twelve Junior Sister dreams of Jiang Mi, went to a patchwork Tiancheng.”

“So today only eight of us are sisters to entertain you, please don’t feel that we are rude.”

Zhuo Bufan listened and hurriedly waved.

“No, no! The ladies are the descendants of the Emperor. Everyone is the goddess who is trusted by the world. Someone at the table can see one of you, it is already a good fortune, let alone Being able to drink with eight people at the same table is nothing to regret in this life.”

Zhuo Bufan expressed respect and appreciation for the eight saints out of courtesy.

However, the three cold sisters dreamed of blowing snow, but they snorted.

“The oil chamber slips, I really don’t know why the sister will look at him.”

As a result, the words came out, and the dream of the moon hurriedly shrank.

“Blowing snow, not rude.”

“Young Master Zhuo is our Mazushan guest, and the emperor’s empress has also told me to wait for the Young Master Zhuo.”

Dreaming of the moon’s swearing, let the dream blow the snow shut up, no longer say more.

However, Zhuo Bufan can see that there are quite a few saints who seem to know about him.

Or, it’s not likable to be here.

“Young Master Zhuo, please don’t mind, after the meal, I will take you to meet someone, maybe I will solve some doubts in your heart.”

The attitude of Dream Moon to Zhuo Bufan is also a one hundred and eighty degree change.

Before the Ming Dynasty, he also shot Zhuo Bufan in Jinghu.

But now, she is very concerned about Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan is in this place and only feels uncomfortable.

Therefore, Zhuo Bufan just hurriedly used up the meal before leaving the Palace of the Virgin.

He can see that he is here, it seems not so popular.

It’s just that he has to stay here for a long time, so how to get along with these saints, Zhuo Bufan must also be considered.

……

“Young Master Zhuo, please don’t talk about the words of Junior Sister. Then I will take you to see someone.”

After seeing Zhuo Bufan coming out of the Palace of the Virgin, she also followed.

Today, Zhuo Bufan is a face-to-face with the saints of Mazu Mountain.

The next thing is more important. Who is the person who will bring Zhuo Bufan to see him in the month?

“Is it a nightmare?”

Zhuo Bufan guessed.

If it’s a nightmare, what is the first sentence I have to say after seeing her?

Zhuo Bufan followed the dream of the moon, and his heart was always in the dark.

He is going to talk about what topic to talk about after seeing the nightmare.

However, when Meng Xiyue took Zhuo Bufan to a small hut at the foot of the mountain, Zhuo Bufan discovered that the person he wanted to see was not a nightmare, but a little old man.

The old man, standing at the door, seems to have been waiting for their arrival.

“I have seen the bride of the moon.”

After seeing the dream, the old man immediately went to court.

After Zhuo Bufan saw the other party, he was stunned.

“Is it you? Are you not in the Windy Mountain Villa in Tiancheng?”

Yes, this little old man in front of him is the boss of the Windy Mountain Villa.

Similarly, the person who gave the back view to Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan did not expect that the person who wanted to bring him to see him in the month was actually this bad old man.

“You talk first, I still have something.”

After cherishing the moon to find an excuse, he turned and left the scene, leaving Zhuo Bufan and the bad old man, you look at me, I look at you.

“Oh, I didn’t expect that we met again so soon.”

Still bad old man first talked, Zhuo Bufan listened, he smiled.

“What the hell are you? You said that you are my Master, what do you mean?”

When the old man handed the back picture to Zhuo Bufan, he played with him again.

After the game was over, the old man took away the thirty-two powerful beasts on Zhuo Bufan.

Finally, the old man left a sentence, he turned out to be the master of Zhuo Bufan.

Once again, seeing the old man, Zhuo Bufan naturally has a lot to say.

Seeing Zhuo Bufan’s face look blank, the old man smiled and said.

“Kid, didn’t your Master mention a person called a slogan?”

When Zhuo Bufan heard the name, he instantly stumbled.

“Wind, windy words?”

After the bad old man listened, hehehe laughed.

“Yeah, how long have you heard of this name. I used to be the honor of the world!”

Zhuo Bufan remembered himself when he was in the Yin-Yang world, listening to his Master Black Emperor.

The name of Red Emperor is a rumor.

“You, are you Red Emperor?”

Zhuo Bufan is incredibly looking at the old man in front of him.

Once Black Emperor said that Red Emperor did not die, but was taken away by the Emperor of Heaven.

Red Emperor, one of the Four Emperors in the world of Yin-Yang, Zhuo Bufan is also very familiar with him.

Because, Zhuo Bufan has benefited from Red Emperor’s Inheritance and gained the faith to repair Divine Dao.

It can be said that Red Emperor is his half Master.

“You, are you really Red Emperor?”

Zhuo Bufan remembered the red Skeleton in the cave, which suppressed the Ancient Ominous Beast.

Red Emperor said that the man who lived in the legend did not expect that he would really see him again one day.

“Hehehe, kid, Profound Principle and Bai Shu, are they okay?”

Red Emperor rumors, asked Zhuo Bufan.

After listening to Zhuo Bufan, he replied quickly.

“Fortunately, they are very good. Master and the teacher are now the patron saint of the Yin-Yang world.”

“Red Emperor, I didn’t expect that I would really see you again.”

Zhuo Bufan was so excited inside that he even kneeled down to Red Emperor.

“Disciple Zhuo Bufan, I have seen Red Emperor.”

Seeing that Zhuo Bufan was preparing for Kneel Down, the words quickly pulled him.

“You don’t have to be so big.”

“Your kid has worshipped Black Emperor Teacher?”

Red Emperor looked at Zhuo Bufan and asked.

The reason why I added a word is because of the past life of Zhuo Bufan, which is also the Disciper of Black Emperor.

After listening to Zhuo Bufan, he nodded and replied.

“Disciple and the teacher’s apprentice are not divided, and this life has become his apprentice again. It is really a good fortune.”

“Very good, very good. Come and talk to me quickly, Black Emperor, they are still doing well, what the world is now.”

Red Emperor has been waiting for two hundred thousand years in this big Luotian, but his thoughts on the Yin-Yang world have not changed at all.

He misses the world very much, misses the old Junior Brother Junior Sister, misses his former followers, and misses the world’s flowers, grass and trees.

Zhuo Bufan did not reject Red Emperor’s request after listening.

He began to sit down with Red Emperor and then talked long and told Red Emperor unconsciously what happened in the Yin-Yang world over the past two decades.

For Zhuo Bufan, being able to see Red Emperor again is like seeing a loved one.

The so-called hometown knows that in this lonely day, Zhuo Bufan can find Red Emperor, that is to find a family.

Zhuo Bufan has been guided by Red Emperor to be able to step by step.

In some ways, Red Emperor, like Black Emperor, is the master of Zhuo Bufan.

So, the first time I saw this unsuccessful Master, Zhuo Bufan also seemed a little excited.

He began to talk about the bits and pieces of the past years, the world is slowly in the middle of the old…