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Chapter 1070 Moth Sword

In the void, the piercing laughter of the Nightmare Moth was still echoing, Nan Huazi was indifferent to this, and let the Nightmare Moth vent his emotions.

"Happiness means that everything does not linger in the heart. It is not that there is no persistence. Everyone should have a prison in their hearts to lock their persistence. If there is no most basic persistence and willful behavior, then it is not freedom but falling into the devil's way gone."

After a long time, Nan Huazi's words sounded again. Having said that, looking at the nightmare flying saucer, Nan Huazi's eyes were full of emotion. The former him and the present nightmare moth are living examples after losing the most basic persistence.

He realizes that the ground is a prison, not only to deal with the nightmare flying saucer, but also because it is his supernatural power to prove the Tao. He uses this to alert himself, so that he will not forget the lessons he has learned, and use this to protect himself from being a fan of Taoism.

If it weren't for the support of this supernatural power, even if he was very talented, he would not be able to comprehend the way of painting to such a degree with just a little true spirit these years.

It is a very dangerous behavior to contact the Dao with the true spirit alone. The Dao is mysterious. With normal practice, monks may be fascinated by the Dao and eventually lose themselves in the Dao, not to mention directly contacting the Dao with the true spirit. With all the protection, the consequences can be imagined.

For Nan Huazi to achieve today's achievements, the supernatural power of painting the ground as a prison is very important. It is both restraint and protection, and it is the wings of his success.

Hearing this, the Nightmare Moth's laughter stopped abruptly and fell into silence.

"This time you won, Nan Huazi, but this is not the end yet."

Looking at Nan Huazi, Nightmare Moth admitted defeat. At the same time, the power in his body went berserk, directly tearing his demon body, soul and even true spirit into pieces, and he blew himself up.

It imprints a little mark of the true spirit in the dreams of all living beings with the supernatural power of dreaming. As long as the dreams of all living beings are not extinguished, he will have a chance to start over even if he dies.

Seeing such a scene, Nan Huazi did not stop him, and let the Nightmare Moth annihilate him. This was the last honor he gave to the Nightmare Moth. Even if his demon body is annihilated and his soul is scattered, he will not be killed. Not a single bit of essence escaped from it, not even his shattered true spirit.

"There is only one true spirit. After splitting, they gather together. This is the rule of heaven and earth. If you can't unite, neither of you and I can truly become a fairy. But you and I are one. As long as you get your broken true spirit and absorb it, I can Find out the imprint of your true spirit imprinted on the dreams of all living beings, and you will never have the chance to start again."

Turning his thoughts, he stretched out his palm, and Nan Huazi caught the broken true spirit of the nightmare moth. The two are one and naturally attract each other. It is not difficult for him to catch it.

But at this moment, Nan Huazi frowned, because the true spirit left by the nightmare moth was incomplete and lacked a little essence.

"Have you hidden a little of your true spirit split in advance? But doing so will do him a lot of damage. Could it be that he has noticed the clue in advance?"

Guessing a certain possibility, Nan Huazi's brows became more and more tight. If it's what he thought, then neither he nor Nightmare Moth is the real winner this time.

But if this opportunity is missed, both parties will be vigilant, but they don't know when this matter will be truly resolved, and it may be entangled for life after life, and it may not be detached.

It was at this time that Zhang Chunyi's figure came out of his dream when he was sleepless and asleep. At this time, Zhang Chunyi's figure was illusory, not an entity, but just a thought.

"This should be what the seniors need."

Looking at Nan Huazi, lamenting the magical power of painting the ground as a prison, which can even restrain a true spirit, Zhang Chunyi handed him a five-color thunder ball.

Inside this palm-sized thunder ball was bound a figure, it was Ke Qing Meng Qianchong from Longhu Mountain. At this time, he had fallen into a coma, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Looking at this figure, Nan Huazi suddenly understood.

It turned out that Nightmare Moth deliberately controlled Meng Qianzhong in order to test Dreamwalking Palace and his existence. However, the nature of a true fairy is extraordinary. Without showing any traces, hiding from Longhushan's gaze, in desperation, he could only split a little bit of his true spirit to evolve the dream and control Meng Qianzhong. I have to say that in order to deal with Nan Huazi, he was really willing to pay cost.

"This time, thank you Zhang Daoyou."

Stretching out his hand and hooking it, a bit of spiritual light flew out of Meng Qianzhong's body, and finally fell into Nan Huazi's hands. This was the last true spirit fragment of the Nightmare Moth.

Although Zhang Chunyi is considered a senior, Nan Huazi treats him as a peer at this time.

The hidden true spirit is not that Nightmare Moth had planned earlier, but a coincidence, but it was such a coincidence that broke all his calculations and gave Nightmare Moth a little life. If Zhang Chunyi hadn't acted, he would have Probability will fall short, which is a great favor.

Moreover, he also felt an extraordinary aura from Zhang Chunyi. The true spirit of Nightmare Moth is hidden deep. Even he has to face Meng Qianzhong to see it. It's not easy, after all, it involves the true spirit level.

"Although the breath of immortality is very faint, it should not be wrong. Could it be that this first immortal of the era is the Lord of Destiny of Yin Mingtian?"

Without showing it on the surface, a thought flashed across Nan Huazi's heart like a thunderbolt, making him look at Zhang Chunyi even more differently.

"Seniors are polite."

There was a flash of fire in the dark eyes, looking directly at the root of Meng Qianzhong, seeing that it had returned to normal, Zhang Chunyi was relieved.

After all, Meng Qianzhong is a member of Longhu Mountain. He has been running the Dreamwalking Palace for Longhu Mountain these years. There is no credit but hard work. It is the best to be rescued.

Looking at Zhang Chunyi like this, Nan Huazi fell into a brief thought.

"Forget it, Meng Dao is to be passed on after all. If one is divided into two, it is better to combine the two into one."

As soon as a thought arises, the supernatural power operates. Under the guidance of Nan Huazi, the essence left by the nightmare moth suddenly begins to gather. It changes several times and finally becomes a flying sword. The hilt is covered with fine hairs. His body was stained with a layer of phosphorous powder, shining with a dreamlike brilliance.

Hum, the flying sword really took shape, and the aura belonging to the earth fairy began to permeate, and in front of Zhang Chunyi and others, an earth fairy was born.

"This is not an earth fairy weapon in the general sense, but more like a special inheritance."

With a monster like Liu Er, Zhang Chunyi has a deep understanding of the Dao of Qi, and the flames jumping in his eyes let him see the essence of this earth fairy even more clearly.

"In the Dreamwalking Palace, I left half of the Dream Dao fruit, and this moth sword is the other half, which is also left to you. I hope Meng Dao can shine brightly in your hands."

Severing the last bit of nostalgia in his heart, Nan Huazi handed the Moth Sword to Zhang Chunyi.

This half of Daoguo Nan Huazi was originally intended to be taken away, and he wanted to choose a real heir to cultivate carefully so as to inherit his dream way. Originally, Wumian was also one of the candidates, but it is a pity that he is just a clone of Zhang Chunyi, and Zhang Chunyi Obviously not planning to major in Dream Dao.

It's just that Nan Huazi has changed his mind now. This is his reward for making a move on Zhang Chunyi, and it is also because he also sees the possibility of carrying forward the Dao of Dreams in Zhang Chunyi.

Although Wumian is just a doppelganger, but with the complete dao fruit left by him, and Zhang Chunyi's own speciality, the probability of becoming a demon emperor in the future is not small.

"Thank you senior."

Understanding what Nan Huazi meant, Zhang Chunyi took the Moth Sword and saluted solemnly.

In this regard, Nan Huazi accepted it calmly. This is the inheritance between the dream and Taoism.

"It's over here, and I should leave too. I hope that when I see you next time, Meng Dao will have a different brilliance in your hands."

The split true spirit reunited, retrieved a bit of the imprint of the true spirit imprinted by the nightmare moth on the dreams of all living beings, a sense of completeness naturally grew in his heart, and Nan Huazi no longer had any problems.

After the words fell, Nan Huazi turned into a huge kun fish and swam out of the dreamland of all living beings, and then transformed into a Jinpeng with wings and flew straight into the sky. After that, he will reshape the Taoist body and rebuild the immortal way.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi was silent.

"Maybe I should call him Tianzun when we meet again."

Having cultivated a pair of fiery eyes in Tianjun's furnace, with the help of sleepless vision, he witnessed everything before, and cultivated the law of heaven and earth in the third level. Zhang Chunyi already had a rough guess as to what level Nan Huazi was in.

In his eyes, it is a picture scroll with endless dao marks imprinted on it, outlining a Kunpeng with wings ready to fly, soaring across the sky and the earth.

"Help him realize his dream."

Withdrawing his gaze, he glanced at the stagnant dream world, handed the Moth Sword to Wumian, Zhang Chunyi's figure disappeared, and his practice has not really ended yet.

Hearing this, Wumian took over the Moth Sword.

"Dream come true."

With Dreamwalking Palace behind her back, Moth Sword in hand, and Dao Fruit Resonance, Wumian slashed a sword at this dream world.

In the next moment, the sword light fell, and the colorful phosphorescence flew, making the gray dream world regain color and vitality again, and the black dragon quietly overlapped with the figure of Emperor Tianning.

This represents the overlap of reality and dream. The original stagnant story continues to evolve at this moment, but the direction is very different. It is no longer a nightmare, but a dream.

Seeing such a scene, Wumian fell into an epiphany, and at this moment, the trinity, Dreamwalking Palace, Moth Sword, and him, performed the Dream Dao together.

(End of this chapter)