After being dressed as the evil god

The light that shines into this dreadful nightmare carries with it an ancient dream.

Ancient, vast, vast.With just one collision, the dream formation of the nightmare-eating tapir was swallowed.

Like the sea swallowing a drop of water, the sky melts into a wisp of wind, because it is too broad and tolerant, not even a single ripple.

The nightmare-eating tapir froze in place, and the terrified child landed on his sharp-toothed mouth, but he couldn't move an inch.

That ancient dream had already come, and he took control of the whole situation with an unstoppable force. He was stunned in place, every inch of his body seemed to be embedded in a hard rock, so tightly stitched that he couldn't even tremble, the awe and fear that came from instinct came from the bottom of his heart Rise, making it difficult for him to move the slightest thought of resistance.

Such a dream... such a god...

The nightmare-eating tapir clenched its teeth, as much awe and fear arose in his heart at this moment, as much resentment and hatred!

Why didn't these lofty god monks appear when he prayed?Why not stop those who did the evil in the first place?Now he no longer prays, no longer hopes that anyone can come to save them, he has won the hope of revenge, but now these high-ranking guys appear to stop him again!

But no matter how deep the nightmare's resentment was, the pitch-black Gu formation flashing with strange runes still shattered.

People trapped in it fell from it into another dream, the dream of the gods.

The land is vast, the sky is vast, the mountains in the distance are ups and downs, and the long river is winding around.

The vast atmosphere of antiquity spread over the surface, shocking the mortals who have already been familiar with human civilization.

Chi Mako was hanging in the air, and he looked down at the earth below, only feeling strange and familiar.

Since he achieved some success in cultivation, he went out to travel around the world. The places he has traveled are countless, but he has never seen the texture of mountains and rivers like this one.

But he clearly has a sense of familiarity with this land, as if he has seen or been to certain places in it.

Chi Zhenzi's eyes fell on a small peak. Although it is called a small peak, it is actually a mountain range that stretches for dozens of miles. The reason why it is called "small" is because the mountain next to it is too high and too big.

The vastness and solidity, the high desire to reach the sky, the white clouds in the sky that are so high and untouchable are only around the mountainside of this mountain.As a result, everything in the world is made small and faint by it.

Chi Mako didn't recognize this shockingly high mountain, but he recognized the small peak beside the mountain.

That is the Diancang Mountain where he was born.

"In ancient times, there was Tianzhu Mountain, which was as high as the sky. It was the peak of the sunrise and the source of the earth. We, Diancang Mountain, are the remaining veins of Tianzhu Mountain. The paradise of heaven and earth."

"Isn't the aura in Zhushan more intense that day?" the former Chi Mako asked with longing.

The teacher shook his head and said with a smile: "Not to mention that Tianzhu Mountain collapsed 12 years ago and did not exist in the world, even if Tianzhu Mountain is still there today, you will not be able to climb it."

"That is the pillar of the sky. It is so majestic and mighty. Ordinary monks can't even climb to the foot of the mountain. How can they cultivate in the mountain?"

So much for the memories.Chi Mako looked at this dream world again and was already shocked.

Tianzhu Mountain collapsed 12 years ago. Is the world in this dream actually the scene of 12 years ago?

Then what kind of ancient existence should the owner of this dream be?

He looked up at the sky, where a figure shrouded in brilliance hung high.

God...

The majestic radiance fell, warm and soft on everyone, dispelling anxiety and pacifying fear.Those cold, dark, and fierce things, under this light, are like snow falling into the fire, melting away in an instant.

The high-hanging gods lowered their eyes, and no one could clearly see the true face of the gods under the brilliance. They only saw a corner of the white clothes like light, but everyone could feel the gaze of the gods on them, so they suddenly felt a sense of loss in their hearts. There is an indescribable emotion.

Like people who have long been accustomed to thirst suddenly see an oasis, people who have never tasted sweet taste honey for the first time.They seemed to have learned something from that gaze, and suddenly realized that they were living in a boundless sea of ​​darkness and suffering.

But now they see the light, so how can they not weep for it?

The nightmare-eating tapir cried the most.His eyes were ferocious and cruel as weeping blood, he raised his head and stared at the gods in the sky angrily, but the tears flowed down uncontrollably, soaking the ancient land under his feet.

All his dream threads were broken when the god's dream was approaching, and his dream array was also destroyed.He is a man-eating monster, and that god will not turn to him.

There is no hope of revenge, and the road ahead is in danger.

The dream-eating tapir opened its eyes angrily to see the unreal god hanging high in the sky that day, even if he couldn't see the real appearance under the radiance clearly, he still wanted to remember and hate it like it was engraved into his bones and blood!

The more you look at it, the more you hate it, the more you hate it, the more you cry!

The tears seemed to have their own consciousness, and they refused to stop no matter what.

The sleeves of the gods shrouded in light swayed, and the black fragments scattered on the ground gathered in his hands, returning to a black Gu formation in the palm of his hand.

The nightmare-eating tapir was also photographed involuntarily, entering the hazy light.

"Is this your dream?" He heard the calm voice of the god.

The dream-eating tapir didn't want to answer at first, he glared at the god in the radiance resentfully, but after his eyes got used to the brilliance and saw the true appearance of the god, he couldn't help but startled.

The god shrouded in such a mighty warm radiance is not the high and holy appearance that the world imagines.

That pair of pitch-black eyes looked like Jiuyou under the abyss, and the smile smacked at the corner of his mouth was evil and wild.He looked at the nightmare-eating tapir with eyes, not like the disgust that ordinary orthodox monks look at against the evil ogre, but full of interest.

"Yes." The nightmare-eating tapir replied.

"Xuan Qingjiao..." He heard Daxuan muttering in a low voice, and snorted mockingly.

The dream-eating tapir grasped the word. He had never heard of the name Xuan Qingjiao, but he also guessed the meaning of the word.

"Is this Gu formation their method?!" He asked sternly.

Daxuan didn't speak, but looked at him with a pair of deep eyes, and the dream eater looked at those eyes like the abyss, and suddenly understood where the uncontrollable tears came from.

There is something missing in this world.

Cause and effect can be broken, fate can be messed up.

Those who sow good causes will not receive good results, and those who sow evil causes will not receive evil rewards.Grinding teeth, sucking blood and sitting in the high hall, mourning and weeping blood, no one will report.

The causal line between him and Xuan Qingjiao has been forcibly cut off by the other party, and he should have no chance of revenge in this life, not even the other party's name!

They live in a world where there is no distinction between good and evil, and chaos!

"Worship me, and I will fulfill your wish for you." Daxuan looked at the resentful and mournful dream-eating tapir, his eyes like the abyss seemed to reveal some pity.

The dream-eating tapir wept and howled pitifully: "I have nothing left, take whatever you want! I want the destruction of Xuan Puritanism, the perishment of the unrewarded, and the destruction of those who forcibly The existence of karma and random fate, all of them will die!"

"it is good."

God promises, cause and effect condense.Daxuan raised his hand, holding a pen as white as a bone, the tip of the pen was finely condensed into the cold front.

"Then... let's start with you."

Before the nightmare-eating tapir had time to react, the tip of the pen sank into his heart.He lowered his head subconsciously, only feeling that something was sucked away by the pen.That was his blood and resentment.He raised his head again, and the movement was already beginning to take a toll on him.

He was dying, the nightmare eater realized.But it didn't hurt too much, but he felt relieved.

One after another phantoms of strange beasts in the dream came out of his heart, mirage, nightmare, Wanqi... and the dream weaving spider.

They looked at the dream-eating tapir, and then at the gods. The sacrifice was theirs, the complaint was theirs, and the request was theirs.

The breath and figure of the nightmare-eating tapir began to dissipate, and he no longer cared whether he could survive. He just opened his eyes wide and looked at the god, gradually weeping illusory blood in his illusory eyes.

"I have answered you." Daxuan looked at him with cold eyes, but he seemed to see more, seeing many creatures like him in the past and present, as well as many beings who will become in the future. his creatures.

These eyes are sharp and cold, but deep in the dark pupils, there is a sense of loneliness and pity.

The dream-eating tapir settled down, turned to look at the phantom of the dream-weaving spider, disappeared with them, and sank into the pen.

Daxuan lowered his eyes, looking at the people on the ground.

They looked up at the sky, the brilliance was so vast that no one could see it, the huge shadow under the brilliance.

Daxuan withdrew his gaze, still sipping a mocking and confused smile at the corner of his mouth.Some things should not be revealed now, he pressed the bottom of his left eye, sealing this part of the memory one by one.

……

The dream formation of the nightmare-eating tapir was shattered, and the controlled people recovered.Without a word from the gods, the vast and vast dream quietly dissipated, bringing the minds of the people in the dream back to reality.

Chi Zhenzi woke up from his dream, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the God of Earth thanking him: "Friend Daoist saved me from countless lives in Shuigu Town..."

Chi Zhenzi hurriedly supported the Earth God: "It's not the one I saved."

He recounted the things in his dream one by one: "...Later, that god broke the dream formation, took away the dream-eating tapir, and then disappeared."

"It was that god who saved people. I acted impulsively and almost killed others. This is my fault."

Chi Zhenzi finished speaking frankly, and said again: "Fellow Daoists have exhausted too much earth energy this time, and need to recuperate. If there is anything I need to do, please speak up."

"Then thank you fellow daoist." Earth God was not polite to him either.

Shuigu Town encountered this catastrophe, and there were many things to deal with.Injured people need to be healed, and wandering hearts need to be stabilized. In addition, there are also people who are affected by the illusion deliberately created by the nightmare.

This evildoer has an extremely crazy temperament, thinking that everyone in the world has a way to die.

But for ordinary people who don't practice, it is enough to talk about the deeds regardless of the heart. If you want to talk about the heart, there are no good people in the world.Even if it is a great Confucian who is respected by people in the world, who dares to say that he has never had the slightest evil thought in his heart?

Most mortals are lacking in character. Although they have evil thoughts, they also know that they need to be restrained. If there is no chance for this thought to grow, it will not cause trouble.

But now the nightmare-eating tapir has brought out the darkest thoughts in people's hearts. Although there is harmony in the earth's atmosphere, it is not a long-term solution.If it is not dealt with, how many troubles will be added in the future in Shuigu Town.

The human mind is erratic, changeable and difficult to guide.It is easy for the nightmare-eating tapir to turn out the evil thoughts, but the earth god is worried about it.In the end, I just came up with a solution that was not a solution: to seal up the dream memory that people deliberately shaped by the nightmare, so that it gradually faded and disappeared.

Mochizuki, the Goddess of Medicine enshrined by the Yun family, was so busy going around. Even if the Earth God asked other gods who were better at dream magic to help with Shinto practice, it was just a drop in the bucket.

Speaking of which, the nightmare-eating tapir, who is born with dream-eating supernatural powers, is better at eliminating the influence of dreams.However, this kind of natural beast is not easy to find. The only dream-eating tapir they know the clue to is the one just taken away by the god in the dream.

Chi Zhenzi and the Earth God have also been looking for that god, on the one hand to express their gratitude, and on the other hand, to know the whereabouts of the nightmare-eating tapir.He swallowed people from half the county of Taiwu County, and the other black hands behind the scenes have not yet been identified, and the nightmare-eating tapir is an important clue.

But now, only the God Lord Huai Shui knew a little about that god, but the God Lord Huai Shui had only seen two sides of that god.

In Shuigu Town, the God of Earth and Chi Zhenzi are worrying about finding Lichi in their busy schedules. In Li's Mansion, Lichi, who just woke up from a dream, is also in great distress.

There seems to be something wrong with the memory of his dream this time?