God of Taoism

  Chapter 40 After the Stone Gate

   "You're useful, so tell me quickly, and I'll see how useful you are." Zhu Feng snorted coldly.

  Bai Cangdong wasn't in the mood to argue with him, and he himself was a little uneasy. If this song didn't work, he wouldn't be able to think of anything else.

"Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, come in the middle of the night, and go at dawn. Come like a spring dream for a long time, and go like clouds without a place to find." Bai Cangdong read out this song "Flowers Are Not Flowers" by Bai Juyi with a slightly dignified expression. .

   "Is this the poem you want? It's flowers and mist. Where did the Millennium Dream come from so many messy things? You're good... meaning... thinking..."

  Zhu Feng hadn't finished speaking, but felt the entire stone steps tremble violently, and mist gushed out from the pearls on the stone wall, but in the blink of an eye, the entire stone steps were shrouded in dense fog.

It's just that the thick fog didn't last for too long, and it condensed towards one place at an extremely fast speed. When Ning Xue and others escaped from the fog, they saw a long, thin and narrow knife in Bai Cangdong's hand. It is only **** wide, and as thin as a cicada's wing, with a faint mist wrapped around it, which looks real and illusory from a distance, ethereal like a real fairy weapon.

"How is this possible?" Zhu Feng stared blankly at the knife in Bai Cangdong's hand, and couldn't believe that Bai Cangdong's broken poem that sounded like a mess actually got a sage-level holy rank **** Approved by Bing Millennium Dream.

   "Is that really the once-in-a-thousand-year dream of a wise man?" Liu Qiancheng looked at the knife in Bai Cangdong's hand, and couldn't believe it.

   "The thousand-year dream is so beautiful that people can't believe it is a real existence. It is worthy of being a holy soldier of the sage class." Ning Xue said enviously.

  Bai Cangdong lightly waved the Millennium Dream in his hand, it seemed to be weightless in his hand, so light that he couldn't even use his strength.

Although this is a holy weapon of the sage rank, Bai Cangdong can't feel how strong this knife is, and it doesn't have the domineering feeling of the sharp blades of those magic weapons in movies and TV dramas. Apart from looking very beautiful and exquisite, There is no such thing as a magical weapon at all.

After admiring it for a while, Bai Cangdong wanted to hand over the Millennium Dream to the ancient emperor of Shifang and bring it into the virtual world, but the ancient emperor of Shifang showed his shape. Trembling, the phantom of the ancient emperor of Shifang was instantly shaken away, and Bai Cangdong immediately opened his mouth and spewed out a big mouthful of blood.

  The blade of the Millennium Yimeng made a soft moan, as if mocking Bai Cangdong for wanting to put it into nothingness.

  Bai Cangdong smiled wryly in his heart: "As expected of a magical weapon with psychic powers, we can only hold it in the future."

Because there is no scabbard, Bai Cangdong has no way to hang the Millennium Dream on his waist, so he can only hold it in his hand and look around. The stone steps that originally had no end can be seen clearly now. It's just the appearance of four or five hundred steps, and the head can be seen at a glance. They have walked for so many hours, but they are just spinning around on these four or five hundred steps. The power of the Millennium Dream is really amazing.

Their location is less than ten steps away from the first stone tablet engraved with "the only dream in a thousand years, and the dream wakes up without trace". shadow.

  Zhu Feng and the others were somewhat attracted by the Millennium Dream at first, but soon their eyes moved away from the Millennium Dream, because at the end of the stone steps, there was a closed bluestone gate.

   "Bai Cangdong, Xinmeng Sage's most precious sacred weapon, the Thousand-Year Dream, has been given to you. You won't fight with us for the rest of his stuff, right?" Zhu Feng swallowed and said.

He secretly calculated in his heart that the Millennium Dream should be the barrier that Xinmeng Sage stayed there to prevent others from entering his hermitage. Now that the Millennium Dream has been broken, behind this stone gate must be the hermitage of Xinmeng Sage. In the Millennium Dream, a few relics of the Xinmeng Sage are enough for him to squander.

   "Junior Brother Bai's breakthrough of a thousand-year dream should be the first achievement, and Junior Brother Bai will naturally take a large part of the relics of the sage in his dream." Liu Qiancheng is more scheming than Zhu Feng.

Of course he didn't want to give it to Bai Cangdong, but now Bai Cangdong is holding a psychic sage-level holy weapon. Although he and Zhu Feng are both scribes of the ninth level, they may not be able to stop the thousand-year dream With one blow, how could he dare to give Bai Cangdong anything, and now he is even more afraid that Bai Cangdong will seize all the relics of the sage in Xinmeng by relying on the thousand-year dream.

  Bai Cangdong was about to say something, but suddenly his face changed slightly, and he turned to look at the waterway below, only to see a person who had stepped on the water, and climbed up the stone steps in an instant, it was Fang Jianhao, the disciple of Master Jianyang.

"You hide well, and it will be easy for me to find for a while. It's a pity that even if you hide to the ends of the earth, it's useless. Your body has been planted with the spirit fragrance technique. No matter where you flee, you can't escape from my palm. "Fang Jianhao drew out his long sword, pointed at Bai Cangdong and approached him step by step: "I have no patience to play with you any longer, and now I will send you down to apologize to my master."

   As he said that, Fang Jianhao slashed out the light of the long sword in Fang Jianhao's hand like a horse, but in an instant, he slashed in front of Bai Cangdong, and he was about to cut Bai Cangdong in half.

  Bai Cangdong waved the Millennium Dream in his hand, it was still as light as nothing, the blade was wrapped in gray mist, like a fairy's skirt, flying out from the blade.

  The moment the gray fog and the sword light collided, they passed through the sword light without a sound, passing directly through the sword light strangely, and passed through Fang Jianhao's body, as if the gray fog was just a phantom.

   Clang!

  Fang Jianhao's body was penetrated by the gray mist, and there was not a trace of scars, but Fang Jianhao seemed to be in a daze, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't even know that the Wuding Sword in his hand fell to the ground.

  Bai Cangdong picked up the Wuding Sword and looked at Fang Jianhao vigilantly. Fang Jianhao still stood there motionless, without blinking his eyes, as if he had turned into a stone statue.

"Kill him quickly. He was beheaded by a thousand-year dream. It is said that those who are beheaded by a thousand-year dream will be trapped in a dream. If he can't break the dream with his own artistic conception, it will be difficult to wake up even if it is a thousand years. Now He is completely defenseless, and this is the best time to kill him." Liu Qiancheng shouted to Bai Cangdong.

  Bai Cangdong looked at Fang Jianhao, then at the sword in his hand, shook his head and said, "Forget it, let him fend for himself, he is not worthy of my hands being stained with blood."

Bai Cangdong has never really killed a single person so far. With the education he received on Earth, it would be fine if he fought with his life in a battle. He was still a little bit helpless to hack the helpless people to death.

  Anyway, Fang Jianhao has already had the once-in-a-thousand-year dream, and he may not wake up until he dies. Even if he does wake up, he is no longer Bai Cangdong's opponent, and Bai Cangdong is not afraid that he will turn the world upside down.

   "It's up to you if you pretend to be noble and don't do anything. I don't want to leave a disaster." Zhu Feng refused to just let Fang Jianhao die on his own, holding a knife in his hand, and slashed at Fang Jianhao fiercely.

  The long knife slashed directly on Fang Jianhao's neck, and immediately cut a deep mark, from which blood gushed out, but after a moment, Zhu Feng's face changed drastically.

  Fang Jianhao's wound was gushing with blood, and his body swelled strangely, exploding like a bomb, bursting out with a blazing divine light, and Zhu Feng, who was the first to bear the brunt, was immediately pushed back backwards by the divine light.

The powerful shock wave of divine light made Bai Cangdong and the others unable to stand still, rolling backwards like a rubber ball, and finally they all hit the stone gate at the end of the stone steps. Immediately rolled into the stone gate.

  (end of this chapter)