Cyber Daming

"You are worthy of being the leader of the Lone Wuxu. I have worked hard for decades, but in the end, I still can't match your sudden rise. It's really sad."

Yin Ji looked at the calm man in front of him with emotion. The fierceness and unwillingness on his face gradually disappeared, and he even smiled in a pretentious and free-spirited way.

"Li Jun, did you know from the beginning that all this was an illusion I created?"

"No."

Li Jun shook his head and said, "Dreams, illusions, and Buddha's kingdom, I may not understand them if you separate them, let alone you mix them together, and I can't tell the truth from the false."

"Impossible! Since you don't understand, why don't you believe it?"

Yin Ji's speech speed suddenly increased and he spoke quickly.

But before Li Jun could answer, he laughed at himself and said, "That's right, since no one believes it anyway, why bother to understand it?"

"It's just a little bit more, just a little bit more, I can make you believe that everything is true, and completely trap you in this Jichang. By then, with you and Yuan Mingfei as the two source mother trees, it will be easy for me to be promoted to the second rank, and even the second rank and the first rank are just around the corner."

Yin Ji smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity, one step difference, in the end, it can only be a complete loss."

"If I believe it, what will I become?"

Li Jun didn't seem to be in a hurry to act. He rubbed his eyebrows with a tired face and sat on the ground on the black sea reflected by Yin Ji's spiritual world.

"The poisonous worm Huangliang, a poor man who is addicted to dreams."

Yin Ji said: "In the ending I have built for you, you will wake up on the streets of Chengdu on a freezing night. At that time, you are not a Wuxu or a Paoge, but a homeless man who is in danger of losing his life and hungry. All memories will be regarded by you as a dream."

"Don't kill me?"

Li Jun asked with a little surprise: "As long as it is a dream, there will be a time to wake up. Aren't you worried that I will come back?"

"As long as you believe in the dream, then reality is a dream."

"This sentence Why do the words sound so familiar? "

Li Jun pondered for a moment and asked, "Is it Yin Yang Xu who made the fake come true?"

"Those people are not as petty as me, who only care about their own little things."

Yin Ji sighed, "What they want is so much that it's scary."

"Tell me about it?"

"You are not in a hurry to kill me, but you just want to know these things, right?"

Yin Ji smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if you don't take the initiative to speak, I will ask you to give me a chance to speak."

"You are one of the nine kings of the East Palace. Are you so anxious to betray them?"

Li Jun looked at the other party with complicated eyes.

"You think the friendship is worth a thousand gold, but in the eyes of us, it is worthless. Every penny of the country, every grain of grass, every grain of rice, is accumulated by me. This is a long process. I have suffered so much loss and humiliation at the hands of the East Palace. I can't finish it in a few words."

Yin Ji's emotions fluctuated violently for a while, and he grinned: "Since they never regard me as one of their own, why should I care about their life or death? Don't you think so? On the contrary, I am very happy to wait for them downstairs."

After saying this, Yin Ji paused suddenly and glanced at Li Jun who was sitting on the ground, "If there are still outsiders here, they may mistakenly think that I won. Give me a chair?"

Ripples appeared on the water surface, and several water lines jumped up and intertwined behind Li Jun.

"Forget it, there's no need for that."

Li Jun said calmly: "I have a habit that is neither good nor bad. No matter how arrogant and domineering my opponent was before, I want to kill him. When he is about to die, I usually have to give him some respect."

Yin Ji's eyes darkened, and he forced a smile and said: "The dead are the greatest?"

Li Jun nodded: "So this chair should be yours."

"To be honest, you really don't look like a person of this era."

Yin Ji's face returned to normal, and he waved his sleeves to disperse the chair condensed by the water line, and sat down on the spot like Li Jun.

"Why do you say that?"

"You are too traditional, and this world is incompatible with you. Just like today, if you abandon Concubine Yuan Ming, you can get countless benefits."

Li Jun smiled: "Many people have told me this."

"Then you should listen to them!"

"I killed them all."

Li Jun said calmly: "For me, benefits are benefits, and people are people."

Yin Ji's lips moved, and he was speechless for a while.

"It's time to talk about business."

Li Jun reminded: "There are people waiting for me outside, and we can't keep them waiting any longer."

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry. I'm dying, and Fei Yi will naturally not survive. He has to go with me, and those flesh and blood mills will turn into ashes, leaving nothing behind. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be laughter and joy outside now."

The chilling words, when spoken by Yin Ji, sounded like a trivial matter.

"But there is really no need to continue nagging other gossips."

Yin Ji looked at Li Jun steadily: "Have you ever thought about why the Yin-Yang Sequence was jointly swept out by other participating forces when Huangliang was built?"

"Because the Yin-Yang Sequence blessed by Huangliang is too threatening to others."

Although Li Jun didn't know the specific secrets, the reason for the fight was nothing more than this.

"Yes, although Huangliang is beneficial to all sequences except your Martial Order, it is more beneficial to the Yin and Yang Order."

Yin Ji sighed: "Huangliang is not a dead thing, it has a unique preference for creating its own yin and yang sequence. Others also discovered this back then, and maybe they even knew it a long time ago, just because it is inseparable from the construction of Huangliang. Yin Yangxu, so he has been holding back until the time comes, and then he can’t wait to jump out and kill all the Yin and Yangxu.”

"Kill them all."

Li Jun frowned and asked: "Isn't Yin Yang sequence aware of it at all?"

"If not, I'm afraid this sequence would no longer exist in the Three Religions and Nine Streams."

Yin Ji had a complicated expression on his face: "I even suspect that there is a 50% chance that they are deliberately pretending to be stupid and giving up their rights to others. Otherwise, how could Yin Yangxu escape unscathed from such a siege? And successfully lurked in the empire and lived peacefully for so many years? "

"So now they feel that the time for revenge has come, and they are ready to step from behind the scenes to the stage and take back everything that belongs to them?"

"Take it back?"

Yin Ji sneered: "They want more than that, they want to completely change the world!"

Li Jun's heart sank suddenly, and he suddenly felt that there was countless malice lurking around.

“What kind of world do they want?”

"The human heart is insufficient. After a long time, people all want to become gods one day. Of course what they want is a world where we are only worthy of being pigs, dogs, cows and horses, and they are the gods in the sky."

Yin Ji smiled and said: "If nothing else, they should have already started to take action. Foxu is now leaderless. I am afraid that many high-ranking people who have accepted the new technology have evaporated from the world of Xu."

“Are they going to use these people to build a ‘new Huangliang’ to replace the ‘Huangliang’ currently occupied by others?”

"Wrong, very wrong."

Yin Ji seemed to know that he was about to die, and had no scruples in his words. It seemed that he could get some advantage from Li Jun in this way.

"Huangliang has never been said to be old or new, only true and false."

Li Jun's eyes narrowed: "Who is true and who is false?"

"Do you think an illusory thing based on Mo Xu's creation is so important? If those constructed hosts are really where the gate of life is, Huang Liang would have been completely defeated by Zhang Fengyue, the chief minister of the Ming Empire. Ruined."

Yin Ji laughed loudly: "The current Huangliang has been raised long ago and cannot be destroyed. What Yin Yangxu did is to give it a spacious palace so that it can have enough space to display its power. "

Yin Ji's body sitting cross-legged suddenly leaned forward, holding his hands on the water, like a beast about to pounce, with a crazy look in his eyes.

"Li Jun, when the yellow beam replaces the so-called will of heaven, the yin and yang sequence will complete the ascension to the gods, do you understand?"

"god?"

Li Jun curled his lips contemptuously and changed the topic: "Yin Ji, since you know their plans so well, why do you still betray them? Isn't it good to follow them to heaven?"

"Not everyone will be willing to live in the lies they weave."

Yin Ji sat upright again and said disdainfully: "Although I have the identity of the Nine Lords of the East Palace, it is just a temporary measure for survival. They become gods and create things, and I can create things even if I don't become a god. Why should I learn from them?" Road? Fake things can never be true. How can they be compared to the warmth and life of the plants and trees in my fields?”

Yin Ji's voice suddenly paused, and a little resentment and unwillingness emerged in his eyes.

"Conscious dreams are the most fatal weakness of your martial arts. Maybe you can win over me?"

It is true that Yin Ji is right in saying that Wu Xu's greatest weakness lies in the field of consciousness.

But only Li Jun himself knows how much his willpower has improved after being promoted to Preface Three.

Whether this was an ability similar to that achieved after martial arts had been tempered to the extreme, he couldn't tell yet.

But Li Jun knew that hallucinations or dreams like these would no longer pose much of a threat to him in the future.

This does not mean that Li Jun will never fall into any dreams and hallucinations from now on, but the impact of this ability on him has been greatly weakened.

Li Jun even had a vague feeling that if anyone used dreams to pull him back, a group of dream creatures might rebel and turn to him.

This point gradually became clear to Li Jun in the worlds built by Yin Ji.

In other words, it was Yin Ji himself who taught Li Jun how to kill him in his dream.

However, Li Jun did not say these words directly. Instead, he looked at the unwilling Yin Ji and asked: "A rebellious and unruly citizen, what kind of dream can you use to make him stay in peace?"

Yin Ji's face was suffocated, and he blurted out: "What's the name of your solo sequence three?"

"Gejun."

"No wonder, no wonder."

Yin Ji's face showed surprise, he put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "Li Jun, you are really the destined natural enemy of Yin and Yang, they will never let you go.

"But that's okay. It's so fun to watch you kill each other down below. There are still six of the Nine Lords of the East Palace. I will help you count them one by one, but don't leave anyone out, hahahaha .”

Yin Ji laughed and stood up, turned his back to Li Jun, and staggered forward.

Scars from sharp blades appeared one after another on his back, and dripping blood continued to fall with his footsteps.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you something."

Yin Ji paused, turned his head and saw a series of faces changing in front of him.

Huzhong, Yu Kou, Ding Huan, Huang Shilie, Badu. There are many more people Li Jun has never seen.

"Li Jun, if I didn't touch those people from the beginning, would you let me go?"

Some voices, some sharp, some hoarse, gathered together, as if countless people were asking at the same time.

Li Jun said without hesitation: "Yes."

"Then I will die?"

Yin Ji shook his head and smiled: "If I want to be the best, I won't eat people. Who can I eat?"

"Li Jun, you made me lose miserably!"

A scarlet knife wound slowly appeared on Yin Ji's neck, blood splattered, and his head rolled off.

The dark sea surface suddenly rose with waves, and the waves surged, like the end of the world.

"Misery? I don't think you are miserable enough."

Li Jun stood up, looking at this spiritual world that was about to collapse, and said to himself: "At least it's not as miserable as those people you regarded as seeds."

As soon as the voice fell, arms suddenly broke out of the sea, grabbed Yin Ji's torn body, and sank to the bottom of the sea with fragments.

The huge waves like mountains broke through the sky, and the cold wind brought large pieces of snow.

The vision gradually became clear, and what caught Li Jun's eyes were pairs of concerned eyes.

Zou Sijiu, Chen Qisheng, Shen Li, Zhang Siyuan, Ao Hu, Wang Qi, Mo Qijing, Zhao Qingxia

A figure no bigger than a fist flew over, hugged Li Jun's neck tightly, opened his mouth, and burst into a very loud cry.

"My uncle."

"Okay, where did you learn all this? I'm not dead, why are you howling?"

Li Jun stroked the top of Li Hua's head with his thumb and looked around.

The flesh and blood fields that almost covered the entire Sangyan Mountain have disappeared without a trace, without a trace of blood.

Fei Yi's head was shriveled and twisted to the point of being unrecognizable. A long sword pierced through the top of his head and stuck into the ground. His eyes were wide open, filled with hatred as if there was substance.

"I told you, how could Lao Li die?"

Zou Sijiu poked Chen Qisheng beside him with his elbow.

Li Jun experienced multiple worlds in his dream, but not too much time had passed in the outside world.

The moment he rushed into the mill, the fat fields that were originally emitting blood and oil withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, turned into gray ashes, and dissipated with the wind.

Those ferocious-looking farm animals melted like wax, and the only remaining farm order Fei Yi in the land could not escape the disaster.

His originally bloated and huge figure shrank rapidly, just like his fat being drained by the blood and flesh fields under his feet. With desperate curses, Chen Qisheng cut off his head with a sword.

Chen Qisheng teased: "How dare you say that? You are the third in Yin and Yang, but you can't even find where the other party's dream is hidden?"

"Is that a regular dream? Then he is a weird freak."

Zou Sijiu said unhappily: "I don't know what kind of monsters these people in Sheji are, all of them are evil."

"No matter what it is, it doesn't matter. Anyway, there will be no more in the future."

Chen Qisheng raised his hand and summoned, and the long sword was pulled out of Fei Yi's head and flew back to his hand.

Zou Sijiu crossed his hands and hugged the back of his head, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, grinned and said: "Yes, it's better to die."

Just as the two were talking, Li Jun stood in front of Yuan Mingfei.

At this moment, the changes in Yuan Mingfei's body have stopped, the wound on her forehead is slowly healing, and the gorgeous sea of ​​flowers is lingering around her body.

"I didn't expect that I still couldn't help you, but in the end it was you who helped me."

Yuan Mingfei's eyes were closed, her lips were not moving, but a soft voice sounded in Li Jun's ears.

"Hasn't been promoted yet?"

"Not yet, but soon."

Yuan Mingfei's voice sounded: "I still have something to do, give me some time."

In an instant, the wind and snow covering the top of the mountain howled even more, as if an invisible figure was riding the wind away.

Li Jun seemed to have sensed something, and his sight followed the wind and turned to look into the distance.

Countless Gesang flowers broke out of the ground, growing rapidly, starting from the sacred mountain and spreading towards the distance.