I just want to be a quiet man

Fairy dream.

starry sky.

The bloody saber air flew by, and the huge eyeballs quickly dispersed like a collapsed sand dune.

The aura of [Seed of Creation] weakened rapidly, and finally disappeared.

Watching this scene, Pei Ling slowly withdrew his knife.

This battle was the most difficult and dangerous since he entered Taoism.

Without the help of the will of the true immortal, even if he tried his best, he could at most defeat the first form of [Seed of Creation].

The next second form and third form, there is no need to fight at all...

Do not!

If the system is used to host the [Dream of the Underworld], he should be able to support the third form of the [Seed of Creation].

After all, [The Seed of Creation] can change the "cause", and most of the system can...

Just as he was thinking, Pei Ling suddenly felt something strange in his body. His aura rapidly declined and decayed. Wounds appeared all over his body. Pus and blood rolled out, and vicious faces emerged...

After being slightly taken aback, Pei Ling immediately realized that one of the rules he had set in the [Life and Death Constitution] just now in reality was that he could not use a knife.

It's just that he is in a fairy dream now, and he is still affected by the [Life and Death Constitution]?

Just as she was meditating, at this moment, Princess Zhuang Shu beside her said, "My dear friend, will you return to Yongye with me, or stay in Yousu Tomb?"

Pei Ling thought for a while, it is safe for him to go back to the Eternal Night Desert with True Immortal Will, but what about Senior Sister Li and Yan Minghua who are still in Yousu's Tomb?

Moreover, this time True Immortal Will helped him such a big favor, after he really went back to the Eternal Night Desert, the other party would definitely ask him to help wake up the deity!

Although he has already agreed to this matter, it is better to procrastinate...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said: "I still have some things to do in Yousu Tomb. After I take back the fairy body I left here, I will immediately go to Yongye and help you unblock!"

Princess Zhuang Shu nodded slightly, and didn't ask any more questions, she just said: "My dear friend, don't forget your promise."

After finishing speaking, the princess flicked her sleeve, and the dream instantly shattered inch by inch like a broken mirror.

Pei Ling opened his eyes, and immediately saw that he was holding an object that looked like an eyeball in his hand. Judging from the situation, it was the "seed of good fortune"!

Chapter 222: Good fortune starts.

The next moment, Pei Ling realized that he was not on the river where the previous battle had taken place, but was buried in a pile of corpses.

At this moment, his qi and blood were decaying, his whole body was covered with rotten wounds, densely packed with human faces all over it, it was horrible to look at.

Although the force had been used to suppress it in time in the dream, the curse still broke out rapidly at this moment.

The incarnation of Mo Lilan in a black shirt like ink leaned against his side, her eyes were closed tightly, her long eyelashes drooped, her white jade-like face was peaceful, her aura was calm and peaceful, but her will returned to the dream of a real fairy , the body in this world automatically fell into a deep sleep.

Pei Ling quickly inspected the surrounding area, and found that their top, bottom, left, and right sides were all old-colored bones that had died for an unknown number of years.

The flesh and blood of these skeletons are almost gone, only the torn robes, covering the mountains of white bones.

Even so, there was still a radiant radiance above the bones.

Whether it is pure spirit, or Yin evil, all kinds of Taoist breaths linger in it, and it seems that it is difficult to wash away even the years.

It can be seen that the owners of these skeletons, no matter whether they were righteous or evil, had extremely high cultivation levels during their lifetime.But at this moment, it looks like a mass grave in an ordinary disaster year, no one buried it, no one tidied it up, piled up in a haphazard manner, even reminding people of the fish market last night.

The dead catches are also so casually piled up in the corner, allowing mosquitoes and flies to surround and nibble.

Between the bones, the sand is silted up, and there are many cold-breathing spiritual plants, pitch-black vines, and dark green moss, wantonly entangled and filled among the skulls and bones.

Among the branches and leaves, there are occasional shimmering lights, which are many magic weapons that have lost their spirituality, and they are buried here with their masters.

The time is long, and the once powerful and unparalleled sharpness has been buried in the years.

Rusted like all iron, scattered all over the ground.

Pei Ling was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized that [Seed of Good Fortune] was beheaded in the fairy dream, and his consciousness had been completely obliterated by him.

But with his power in this world, it is impossible to destroy this Shenmu seed.

Therefore, [Seed of Good Fortune] still maintains an intact appearance.

Pei Ling immediately put the "eyeball" in his hand into the storage bag, and then quickly cast the [Life and Death Constitution] to cancel the previously set rules.

After a while, the [Constitution of Life and Death] was lifted, and the curse on Pei Ling stopped immediately.

His voice was cold and magnificent: "Ni!"

The voice fell, and all the curses began to fade.

In the blink of an eye, Pei Ling had already returned to normal.

Immediately afterwards, seeing that the will of the true immortal had not yet returned to Mo Lilan's body, with a thought, he stretched out his hand to hold Mo Lilan's palm.

The palms of the two touched each other, and Mo Lilan quickly turned into a thick mass of darkness, melting towards his body.

Circles of dark red lines emerged, and soon after, as the avatar was completely retracted, the dark red lines quietly receded.

After all this was done, Pei Ling's spiritual sense spread out to search the surroundings, but no real figures of Su Xirou, Meng Hongxuan, and Huan Yun were found.He frowned, but soon realized that Su Xirou and the others had already lost their real bodies.

Before being drawn into the dreamland of the real fairy, in fact, he had already left the Yousu Tomb...

After leaving the Yousu Tomb, go to the Dreamland of the True Immortals to bring people back.

While his mind was spinning, Pei Ling pushed aside the pile of corpses and crawled outside...

The turbid yellow river flows quietly, and above the river surface, you can see everything in a glance, the vastness of the surrounding fields, the sky is gray, and there is nothing but the gray sky and yellow water.

Under the river, from time to time, large shadows flashed rapidly, as if hiding countless sneaks.

The cold air diffused, like a thin layer of fog, dead silent, floating quietly.

In the midst of the torrential flow, a tall mountain of corpses floated on the surface of the river, and densely packed corpses were piled up on top of each other, piled up like a mountain, carrying ups and downs and floats.

Suddenly, a muscular arm stretched out from the top of the corpse mountain and grabbed a leg bone.

The next moment, Pei Ling used his strength to crawl out.

Standing on top of the mountain of corpses, looking around, one can only see that the river is vast and the sky is low.

He suddenly realized that this mountain of corpses was exactly the one he saw when he passed the first inn and went to the second inn with Su Xirou!

And the black-robed man he met has always been the [Seed of Creation] in the mountain of corpses!

At this time, a spatial rift appeared above Pei Ling's head.

A strong suction came.

Pei Ling was immediately sucked into the crack.

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The land of good fortune.

The third portal.

In the center of the portal, a space crack suddenly appeared.

Pei Ling floated out of it with a calm expression.

The open space is vast, and the white fog is like a wall in the distance.

At this moment, the portal behind him collapsed!

The blood light was annihilated inch by inch, the ghastly red vines and thousands of galls screamed hysterically, amidst the screams like huge waves, the towering portal roared and collapsed like a sky collapse.

Looking at this extremely spectacular and extremely terrifying scene, Pei Ling seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and immediately took out the [Seed of Creation].

The third door is like a tired bird throwing itself into the forest and a wanderer returning home, rushing into [Seed of Creation] without any hesitation.It's like a disaster, a horrible breath, the fragments left when it collapsed... the seeds will not be rejected, and they will be absorbed.

After a while, the third portal completely disappeared, leaving only a vast expanse on the empty ground.

Losing the suppression of the power of the portal, the high wall of white mist in the distance rolled down like a flood, turning into thousands of troops, scrambling to rush up, quickly engulfing this area.

A cold, damp, and heavy feeling swept over. In the thick fog, Pei Ling put away the [Seed of Creation] again. He did not see Senior Sister Li and Yan Minghua coming out of the third door. He did not see Senior Sister Li, Yan Minghua, "Yu" and the pink bride...

Not surprisingly, I should be the only one who entered the third door this time.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling quickly identified the location below, and was about to find Senior Sister Li and Yan Minghua, when suddenly, three terrifying sights pierced through layers of void, and all fell on him!

Pei Ling immediately felt as if an endless and huge mountain was suddenly pressed down, his whole body could not move, his magic power was stagnant, and his thinking was sluggish, as if he had been frozen in an instant.

These three gazes did not intend to hide the slightest bit. From head to toe, they carefully looked at his whole body, as if they wanted to see through him completely.

Fortunately, this process did not last long.

The three lines of sight quickly retracted.

Pei Ling regained control of his body, dense cold sweat broke out instantly on his forehead, he was panting heavily, and his heart was beating like thunder.

After a while, just after taking a breath, before he could move, a figure quietly appeared in the white mist.

In the blink of an eye, Pei Ling had already appeared in front of him.

Chapter 223: Chess player.

The white robe is like snow, and the fox fur is lightly hugged. The other party looks like a frail middle-aged man. His complexion is pale, as if sick, but "depressed".

"Yu" looked at Pei Ling, and said in a low voice, "My Lord please!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling's face remained unchanged, the master of "Yu" is one of the taboos of Yousu Tomb!

Those three gazes just now, no accident, are the two taboos in Yousu's tomb, as well as the treacherous mulberry!

Right now, Taboo specially sent his subordinates to invite him, so there shouldn't be any malice.

Otherwise, with Taboo's strength, there is no need to have any nonsense with him.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling nodded and said, "Okay."

"Yu" nodded slightly, turned sideways, and stretched out his hand to silence the guest.

Following his gesture, the thick white mist burst open, revealing a wide and clear path.

"Yu" stepped on first and led the way.

Pei Ling immediately followed.

Not long after the two left, another figure emerged from the white mist. It had a phoenix crown and a robe, and a beautifully embroidered hipa covered its head. Its figure was slim and charming.

"Mr. Pei, the master of the slave family..." The pink bride came near the third gate in her memory, and she just opened her mouth when she suddenly felt something was wrong. Where is Pei Lingren?

She frowned immediately, and quickly realized that "Yu" was one step ahead of her!

The complexion of the pink bride under her hipa changed, and then she turned around and headed towards the teahouse where Pei Ling was staying before.

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The white mist on both sides is boiling, and looking out of the corner of the eye, there are scenes of tragedies that continue to emerge: there are childhood sweethearts of mortal men and women, who become husband and wife after they grow up, and they agree with each other. Illness, after dissipating the family wealth, is also a white-haired person giving a black-haired person. Since then, the family has fallen, and the love of the past has all been wiped out in the hardships and hardships, and died in depression...

There is a casual cultivator with outstanding aptitude, accidentally obtained a fairy fate when he was young, and his journey went smoothly, supported by his seniors and surrounded by female cultivators. remove……

There are cities where people live and work in peace and contentment, and many people are carefree. Once the earth shakes and the mountains shake, dust and dust disperse, and the city is overthrown by magma...

Birthed by heaven, material and earth treasures, spent countless years eating clouds and drinking dew, and finally cultivated some spiritual wisdom, and was devoured by monsters in a blink of an eye, leaving nothing...

A fishing boat went out to sea and caught a lot of fish, but one moment the wind was calm and the next moment the sea was turbulent, and they were photographed lightly into the bottom of the sea, turning them into food for fish and shrimp...

Numerous images of disasters emerged alternately, emerging one after another.

Pei Ling followed "Yu" without saying a word all the way, and soon came to a shadow.

This shadow is dim and gloomy, but it is not cramped, but vast and vast, its width and height are unknown.

In the depths of the shadow, there is a dan ridge with vague outlines, and above the dan ridge, a throne with a simple and barbaric atmosphere stands high.

On the throne, a completely dark figure sat upright.

Its appearance cannot be peeked at, and its aura is as deep as an abyss, like the condensation of pure darkness, and like the confluence of disasters in the world.

Only a humanoid figure could be seen, sitting there silently.

Dan Chi didn't seem far away, but no matter how long "Yu" and Pei Ling walked forward, the distance between them seemed to have never changed a little.

Pei Ling raised her head slightly and looked towards the throne.

Calamity, destruction, bad luck, despair, death, unknown... the breath is coming!