I picked up a property.

But an unprecedented confusion lingered in his mind. No matter how he thought about it, he could not find a reasonable explanation.

"Could it be that Master has really been suppressed for a long time and has really become Alzheimer's?"

Although she felt extremely confused, Feng Xia still breathed a sigh of relief.

At the very least, the ancestor of Chenhai is safe and sound - the latter half has yet to be verified, but at least the first half is fine.

Feng Xia even had a vague premonition that the ancestor of Chenhai seemed to be stronger than before.

You see, even the body that entrusts the will of the Supreme Demonic Dragon Emperor is held in his hands and rubbed here and there like a son!

Even though many of these are the result of God abandoning the ancient land...

But as a once invincible strong man, it is not easy for the Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor to be reduced to this level.

"If you think about it from another angle, maybe Master's practice has reached a critical period, or some kind of special period?"

Feng Xia gradually found a possible direction: "I remember the master once mentioned that in the dark years, when he was proud of the wind and clouds, his cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Shenqiao realm. If he was not suppressed, he would be able to do something for him soon. The divine realm is ready..."

It should be noted that the ancestor of Chenhai is a practitioner of the soul path, and his practice direction is different from that of ordinary practitioners of supernatural powers.

With the passage of time, the magical power of ordinary magical power users is in a state of depletion all the time because it cannot be replenished. Therefore, there is only one possibility: not to advance but to retreat.

The ancestor of Chenhai is different.

With years of tempering and time carving, it is entirely possible for his soul to sublimate and undergo incredible transformation, moving towards a realm beyond the mortal world!

"Could it be said that practitioners of "Floating Dreams of Three Lives" will naturally encounter such disasters on their way to the divine realm?"

Feng Xia was not very sure about this guess.

As far as he knew, when the true soul of the soul flew over the divine bridge, a divine catastrophe would indeed occur.

It's just that it's different from what was described in many novels before he traveled through time.

The so-called divine catastrophe is not a sudden appearance of thunder and fire, but a more complex catastrophe. Generally speaking, it often involves all aspects, including the techniques, avenues, etc. practiced by those with magical powers!

In a sense, the divine calamity is not a calamity befallen by heaven and earth, but a calamity that originates from those with magical powers themselves. It is equivalent to the explosion of various hidden dangers accumulated in the past!

If one's own foundation is not strong enough, one will become possessed by evil spirits, or worse, the fate of life and death will disappear on the spot.

"Master's condition is obviously not right. Perhaps he has suffered a divine calamity! However, the divine calamity is the calamity of the magical power user himself. If there is an ancient land abandoned by the gods, even if I want to help, I will be unable to do anything. .”

Feng Xia let out a long breath, and there was a trace of worry unconsciously in her words.

If he dealt with it in a normal state, he believed that the ancestor of Chenhai would be able to survive the divine calamity safely, and be able to comprehend the "Floating Dream Three Lives Technique" and other techniques that directly lead to the divine realm with a useless body that cannot practice normally. Hai Laozu's talents are definitely far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The only problem is that the ancestor of Chenhai seems to have lost his mind.

This is not a joke, nor is it a false accusation.

As the creator of "Floating Dream Three Life Techniques", the ancestor of Chenhai has never practiced it to the divine realm. He only deduced the techniques at the divine realm based on the existing framework and system!

Whether you can succeed or not will only be known after you practice.

"It's okay if you just forget about me, but if you forget the technique, it will be really big trouble..."

While Feng Xia was frowning and thinking, deep in the ancient land of God, a towering ancient tree reached into the sky. Just under the ancient tree, a white-haired old man opened his eyes.

He looked at the little insect on his hand in confusion, and then slowly exhaled a breath.

"I've practiced the Ancestor's "Three Lives of Dreams" a lot... I've been dreaming more and more recently."

He dreamed of his young years, the time when "Floating Dreams of Three Lives" had just been created, and it was still full of loopholes and flaws!

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Chapter 0522

"The big dream is thousands of years old, what year is this eve?"

After a long silence, the ancestor of Chenhai let out a deep sigh: "I wake up from dreams three times, and then I know that I am me!"

After a long sigh, the ancestor of Chenhai turned his attention to the little insect beside him:

"Little Yanyan..."

"While the ancestor is sleeping, you are thinking of ways to leave this place again, right?"

The Demon Dragon Emperor, who had shrunk to about a foot long, seemed to have recalled something. Hearing these words, he trembled involuntarily.

The ancestor of Chenhai continued: "You don't need to explain, the ancestor understands everything. You were also so stubborn back then. You were obviously the most silent one, but you always wanted to shoulder everything silently."

"..."

"However, you don't have to worry too much. All possible methods have been tried. If I could leave this place, would my ancestor still be like this?"

"........."

"Then again, it seems that I have been trapped here for too long. Not only has my ancestor become more sentimental, but he has also been dreaming a lot recently, dreaming about the time when the Lingyun era ended and we fought side by side..."

"..."

The old man just sat cross-legged on the ground, and finally seemed to feel uncomfortable. He changed his position, raised his hand to pick his feet, and then continued to mutter to himself with satisfaction: "At that time, my ancestor often dreamed , in the dream, chaos is calmed down, weirdness is driven away, and light shines forever..."

It was during those years that he experienced endless joy and sorrow. In his dreams, he experienced the human world again and again, traveling through time and space. Finally, he created the technique that leads directly to the divine realm——

"Floating Dreams of Three Lives"!

Thinking about it now, those past years seem like a distant dream.

"Speaking of which, my ancestor seemed to have seen someone in his dream..."

As he spoke, the old man carefully recalled the dream just now: "That seemed to be a very familiar person, and he even said something in the dream!"

He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, his brows sometimes tightened and sometimes relaxed.

"Strange! Strange!"

The more carefully he recalled it, the more blurry the details in the dream became. He didn't know whether it was how the dream should be, or whether there was some power in the world that prevented him from continuing to recall the details.

Some intuition told him that it was a very important thing.

But at this moment, he couldn't remember anything at all!

He could only vaguely see a figure, shrouded in dreamy and blurry light and shadow, constantly shouting hard, as if he wanted to tell him something important.

Unfortunately, the endless mottled light came, not only covering the person's true appearance, but also blocking the other person's voice.

In the end, all the other party's voices turned into a meaningless buzz.

"As the saying goes, Tao should not be preached lightly! Perhaps what this person wants to say involves a profound Tao, so the ancestor cannot hear it..."

While he was thinking, the ancestor of Chen Hai did not notice that his thoughts were gradually becoming silent, as if he was falling into another deep sleep.

Right next to the old man, the Demon Dragon Emperor's will, entrusted in Yan Luosheng's remains, breathed a long sigh of relief: "There is something strange about this man, and I can't even see through his fate..."

Although he is not a practitioner of the Way of Destiny, standing at the height he once was, he is undoubtedly from a high position and can easily understand the truth of world affairs.

However, he only saw a fog in Chenhai Ancestor.

"Beyond the existence of fate? Or... from the beginning... is the ghost in fate?"

The Supreme Demonic Dragon Emperor was only halfway thinking when suddenly a rough old hand came over and said: "Damn... this abandoned land seems to be somewhat similar to that place! Before leaving this place, I can't stop his power at all!"

At this time, the ancestor of Chenhai had fallen into a state similar to a deep sleep.

But one of his hands was groping around, as if trying to grasp some real existence from the endless nothingness.

Suddenly, he tightened his grip on the body of the Supreme Demonic Dragon Emperor!

"Damn-"

The will of the Demon Dragon Emperor resting on Yan Luosheng's remains, a bright red tongue spit out far away, and a pair of eyes were squeezed so hard that they almost fell to the ground!

……

"No matter what, Master, he is fine after all."

Looking at the abyss that gradually returned to calm, Feng Xia took a long breath and glanced helplessly a few times. In the end, Feng Xia could only comfort herself in this way.

He suddenly looked up into the sky. In that direction, the moon was as bright as the sun.

The previous blow was obviously made by Wu Guan.

Immediately, Feng Xia heard an ethereal voice: "I can't break this seal yet. In addition, I can only attack three more times in the future. The rest of the time, I must fall into a dormant state."

Feng Xia understood immediately upon hearing this.

The original idea of ​​asking Wu Guan for help again was completely abandoned.

Wu Guan's true body is not in the Xuanyuan world.

Therefore, the power of the magical power of the Moon World is limited. Even if it can be restored to a certain extent, if you want to shake the ancient land abandoned by the gods, the consumption of mana will be an astronomical figure!

Once the consumption is too large, it may give Yingdao an opportunity to take advantage of.

The reason why Wu Guan chose to hibernate was presumably for this reason.

"I understand."

Feng Xia nodded in that direction, and the light on the Moonlight Sacred Tree gradually converged. He turned around and walked toward the back again, but his expression seemed a little lonely and desolate.

At this point, even he felt a hint of despair.

If even the explosion of the Qianyuan Vientiane Formation cannot truly shake the seal of the Ancient God Abandoned Land, doesn't it mean that if you want to rescue the ancestor of the Chenhai, you have to wait obediently for the passage of time?

"Master, can this old man... still hold on to the next 3000 years?"

"Fellow Daoist?"

At this moment, the cautious voices of Zhang Lingxuan and others rang in Feng Xia's ears: "May I ask what we are going to do next..."

They could see that Feng Xia was in a very unhappy mood at this time!

The best thing is, of course, not to get into trouble with him.

However, they were brought here by Feng Xia. But at this time, Feng Xia was walking further and further away, and he had the intention of leaving them behind.

It’s really not okay not to speak!

If Feng Xia was not here, would they dare to move?

dare not move, dare not move.

"As for you guys..."

Feng Xia turned her head suddenly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes with a hint of danger kept scanning the bodies of several people.

After a long time, he said word by word:

"I will take you to a place. You don't have to do anything there, you just need to protect yourselves."

"Thank you, Daoist Feng."

As soon as Zhang Lingxuan finished speaking, her heart skipped a beat.

Wait, Feng Xia said he only needs...what?

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Chapter 0523

Zhang Lingxuan and others were undoubtedly relieved when they heard that Feng Xia was taking them away.

After all, he was in the Xuanyuan world, unfamiliar with the place, and Feng Xia was much stronger than them. If he really got rid of them all in a rage, there would be no reason to say anything!

Fortunately, it seems that Feng Xia has no intention of taking action.

But immediately after, their minds became tense again.

"Wait a moment……"

Zhang Lingxuan breathed out involuntarily.

Just now Feng Xia said to let them... protect themselves? !

Where on earth are they being led to for Feng Xia to say such words?

"Huh... wow!"

Before Zhang Lingxuan could continue to ask, a terrible wind pressure hit her face, flattening her facial features and swallowing all her words.

Feng Xia flies extremely fast.

From a distance, it looked like a blue thunder that cut through the sky and burst into a deafening roar.

For a moment, his thoughts were a little scattered.