gate of eternity

Yes... definitely Mengxian, Yunyan's true self.

However, when he saw Mengxian again at this moment, he had an extremely strange feeling, because he didn't see Yunyan's shadow from Mengxian, and it seemed that it had nothing to do with him except that he looked exactly the same.

"It's raining all night when the house leaks." Yun Cangzi cursed secretly.

The whole prehistoric world knows that Mengxian and Bu Niantian will definitely fight when they meet.

"She stays...you can go."

Mengxian stood up gracefully, and his words fell into a fantasy fairy song.

"Senior is at least as famous as her, so taking advantage of others?"

Zhao Yun said, his brows were furrowed, the other party was obviously not kind.

Also, why is there no shadow of Yunyan on Mengxian's body, and why is the avatar completely abandoned by the deity?As long as the other party has the slightest memory of Yun Yan, they will not be so indifferent to him.

"If you want to die... I will help you."

Mengxian said calmly, and the Immortal King Qiyun suddenly appeared.

Zhao Yun couldn't stop himself, even he and Bu Niantian were knocked over.

Mengxian killed like a dream, and before Mr. Zhao fell down, he grabbed Zhao Yun's neck with one hand and held him in mid-air like that. The terrifying Taoism of the Immortal King imprisoned Zhao Yun to death.

Well...!

The veins on Zhao Yun's forehead were exposed, but he couldn't move.

This one is at the same level as Bu Nian Tian, ​​and it only takes a moment to destroy him.

Suddenly, there was a breeze blowing gently, which swayed the small green jade bell worn around his neck, which was given to him by his master Yunyan in the past, so that he would ring the bell when he was in crisis.

In the quiet and quiet night, the sound of the bell is still so beautiful.

I'm afraid Yunyan won't come this time, because this is Yunyan himself.

"Yellow Spring Road... is easy to walk."

Mengxian slightly parted her lips, as if God had pronounced a sentence.

Zhao Yun felt cold all over his body, as if he had seen a god of death, waving his palm at him, trying to drag him into the dark hell, the moment before he died, he no longer knew the truth or illusion.

At this moment...a light flickered between his brows.

A beautiful figure came out of his body, like a dream or an illusion.

Unexpectedly, it was Yunyan, who came from nowhere and shocked the dream fairy. She was like a fairy in a dream, hanging in front of Zhao Yun, listening to the sound of the bell, awakening the memory of the world.

"This..." Yun Cangzi was startled.

Why is there another dream fairy, and it came out of Zhao Zilong's body.

The legendary deity and incarnation?This scene looked so strange.

"Is this Yunyan?"

Mr. Zhao was also a little confused, and he was sure that this was his master in Tianzong.

But he didn't understand, where did the cloud and smoke come out, it came out of nowhere.

"You can actually dream, this deity really underestimated you."

Mengxian's words were cold and dry, and there was a trace of surprise in her eyes.

That was her incarnation, which had been abandoned by her, or it could be said that she had sealed it in Zhao Yun's dream. Without her guidance, the avatar was able to come out, and even knocked her true self back.

"You promised me...not to kill him."

Yun Yan also stood up lightly, and there was also a coldness hidden in his words.

That's right, she can never come out in Zhao Yun's dream, but there is no absolute thing in the world. Dreams can trap her, but karma cannot. This is her apprentice, who will never change forever.

"I have changed my mind, and I will take you back today."

Mengxian gently raised her jade hand, and opened her five fingers towards Yunyan.

The use of this word is excellent, she also has the capital to say this, who made her the deity?Anytime, anywhere, as long as she wants, she can take her avatar back.

Yun Yan didn't move, and a divine pattern was carved between his brows.

In addition to this, there is an ancient light cage covering the whole body.

The retracting power that Mengxian sacrificed was actually annihilated by the ancient light. Yunyan is still the same Yunyan, standing in front of Zhao Yun like a dream. She is an incarnation, but she is no longer an ordinary incarnation.

"The imprint of the gods."

Mengxian narrowed her beautiful eyes for a moment, staring at Yunyan's eyebrows.

She was very surprised that there was a god's brand on her incarnation, and it was so extraordinary and weird that even the deity could dissolve it when she took back her avatar. This is the restriction planted by some god.

"It's a familiar light."

Zhao Gongzi swept the clouds up and down, left and right, and there was a familiar feeling.

For some reason, he seemed to see Xiu'er's shadow from Yunyan.

After looking at it a few more times, he suddenly felt a strong drowsiness, fell to the ground with the breeze, and then fell asleep, as if dreaming of Tianzong's Purple Bamboo Peak again, but there was no other master Yunyan on it.

He's asleep...but it's not over.

Mengxian and Yunyan are still there, facing each other from the south to the north.

One deity and one incarnation are confronting each other across the air at this moment.

"Let me see how good you are after being branded by the gods." Mengxian said lightly, and descended like a dream again, with a slender jade finger lingering with a ray of light that destroyed the dream.

"Fighting this deity... Yunyan is honored."

With a soft whisper, Yunyan was able to keep up with the deity's movements.

She easily avoided Mengxian's finger of extinction. Although her cultivation base is low, but with the blessing of the brand mark, it will be a protective light and a sharp weapon, which is both offensive and defensive in her hands.

Luna...the legendary goddess Ming.

This brand mark is her gift.

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"Playing the sky."

"You are so silent, are you entertaining us?"

The furious scolding in the sea of ​​burial immortals has not stopped for several days.

It was still the Eight Great Immortal Kings who waited here for several days, waiting for Yantian to give them a place, but that old thing really made people angry, people didn't find it and didn't say anything, and now they didn't even fart.

Yan Tian could hear their curses clearly.

The reason why he didn't reply was because he was studying the strange power.

His method of deduction is amazing, and he has basically never missed it. However, this time he deduced the junior Dongxu, but he failed to break through the mysterious power, and even the trace of Bu Niantian became blank.

"A means of the gods?"

Yantian asked himself like this more than once, the more he asked, the deeper his eyes became.

No one gave him the answer, yes or no, only to find that person to know.

The Sea of ​​Burial Immortals is full of excitement, and the dead starry sky is full of roars. It is the battle between Yunyan and Mengxian, the deity and the avatar.

"really interesting."

Yun Cangzi was the only spectator, and the one watching was confused.

He has seen Mengxian before, but whether the person opposite is an incarnation, he still can't make a conclusion, he only knows that the god's brand is very strong and evil, and Mengxian's Taoism can't be broken.

"How many secrets do you guys hide?"

After taking his mind off the battlefield, Yun Cangzi looked at Zhao Yun again.

This guy slept soundly, he must have had a strange dream, sometimes his brows frown, sometimes his face shows hesitation, sometimes he looks at ease, sometimes he is in pain, and his expressions are various interpretations.

It was still Zizhufeng's dream, Mr. Zhao came again.

The dream is still so real and as warm as the memory.

What is different from the previous two times is that this time there is no cloud and smoke, and there is no one in the entire Zizhu Peak, only an ancient and distant piano sound, which resounds infinitely in the dream, and I don't know who is playing it.

"Yunyan?"

Standing under the tree, Zhao Yun called out and looked around with all his might.

I haven't heard back for a long time. I'm afraid his master has returned to his mother's house.

In this way, going around for three to five days, he seemed to be trapped in Zizhufeng, as if trapped in a dream, he couldn't walk if he wanted to go, but he couldn't open his eyes when he wanted to wake up, as if he was left here to fend for himself.

I don't know when, I saw a beautiful figure going up the mountain.

It was the master Yunyan, still holding a vegetable basket in his hand.

Zhao Yun immediately leaned over, holding a magnifying glass, looking at the master as if studying an antique, although his mind is not clear, but he remembers the things before falling into the dream, and the cloud and smoke manifested in a blur.

"That's enough." Yun Yan walked up to the stove.

"What's your situation?" Mr. Zhao asked in a low voice.

"I...live in your dream." Yun Yan smiled softly.

The one Zhao Yun listened to was bewildered, can people still live in dreams?

Yun Yan had already put on her apron, and she didn't explain too much to Zhao Yun.

It's right not to explain, because Mr. Zhao at this moment is dizzy all over. I don't know if it's because of the dream, or because he slept too deeply and died, and his consciousness became a little chaotic. What I remember clearly becomes hazy at this moment.

Still a nice dinner.

Still master and apprentice.

The two are like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years, talking about the past in their dreams, there is no entanglement, no hustle and bustle in the world, so everything is peaceful and peaceful, like a pure land where there is no world.

As the dim starlight fell, Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes.

What I can see is a dark sky, not half a star.

Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment or two, then jumped up abruptly, looking around for the first time, this is no longer the Purple Bamboo Peak, but the real world, lying not far away in a deep sleep.

"Did you forget something?"

Zhao Yun rubbed it, muttering to himself.

It wasn't until Bu Niantian was beside him that he regained his concentration, put one hand between Bu Niantian's eyebrows, and instilled his original power again, continuing to protect his primordial spirit. This senior's injury worsened again.

"Who is that Mengxian...?" Yun Cangzi asked.

"I don't know." Zhao Yun didn't say anything clearly, and looked at the world again.

Looking at the dilapidated scene, there should have been a big battle here before.

As expected, it should be Mengxian and Yunyan, who will fight in the dark.

"With the blessing of the brand of the gods, she is really strong!"

Yun Cangzi sighed, he was the only spectator from the beginning to the end.

Seeing that Mr. Zhao was a bit confused and understanding, he didn't forget to send him a video, which was the battle between Yunyan and Mengxian. Mr. Zhao frowned as he watched, it was indeed ridiculously strong.

"The brand of the Moon God." Zhao Yun murmured.

But he didn't understand when the moon god branded Yunyan.

And Yunyan is living in his dream, whether it is true or not.

Without thinking too much, he sat cross-legged on the ground, concentrating on looking inside his body, the remnant power of reincarnation was still there, locking his Purple Mansion, and also locking his Eternal Realm, he failed to break through many times.

"You... have become a pauper again." Yun Cangzi said leisurely.

This is nonsense. Those who are locked in the eternal world are not poor.

Zhao Yun didn't bother to take care of this guy, and stared at the Eternal Realm for a while. The power of reincarnation was incomparably mysterious, so he naturally couldn't understand it, or maybe he didn't have enough time, and the Sunset God Sect wouldn't let it go.

Close your eyes from the eternal world.

He took aim at Bu Nian Tian again.

His Purple Mansion could not be unlocked, and his Eternal Realm was also locked. He had to find something, such as fairy stones, holy medicine for healing, or teleportation domain gates.