The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 507 The legend that stretches for 3,300 years (the third day of the ten thousand update)

Task?

Chu Fan shook his head in his heart, feeling an indescribable feeling.

The last time he came to this 'Dream of King Power', he was guessing that someone was behind the dream of King Power, and now he knew that he was not the only one who came to this 'Dream of King Power'.

Coupled with this task, his suspicions deepened.

What do the people behind the scenes want to do?

It's just that his doubts are destined to be unanswered, but the invisible light curtain in front of him has changed again:

[Chu Fan (the identity of the dreamer is Chu Da)]

[Cultivation: The third level of external training, martial arts: snake-shaped step, breathing method, ancient door Xinyiquan]

[Dreamland: The First Year of King Quan]

[Main quest: One year blood exchange]

The concise data panel makes Chu Fan feel a deeper sense of disobedience.

Could it be that the person behind this dream of kingship is also a Daxuan person?

"Exchange blood..."

After doubts, there is urgency, but Chu Fan knows that the martial arts system in this dream of kingship is divided into three layers of muscle and skin, and three layers of visceral, marrow and blood.

Exchange blood is the beginning of rebirth, and it is also a necessary condition for condensing the Seed of True Qi. It can be said that it is the next level.

This step is a hundred enemies.

If you want to cultivate into a blood exchange within a year, it is obviously impossible to cultivate yourself slowly.

"Ada?"

At this moment, there was a cry.

When Chu Fan came back to his senses, he saw a young man in a green shirt walking into the courtyard unhurriedly.

The young man had a calm air, his face was as white as jade, his eyes were bright, and the long beard under his jaw was neatly combed. He was full of books but had a hint of indescribable rebelliousness.

But Chu Fan knew that although this young man looked like he was only thirty years old, he was already fifty years old, because this man was his master, Fan Zimin, who was called a 'flattery' by Jiang Shili.

"Master."

Chu Fan responded, walked out of the house, and saluted respectfully.

"In the past year or so, you have made rapid progress. It seems that the inner training is not far away. If you can change your blood, you will be accepted as a disciple as a teacher."

Fan Zimin's eyes lit up slightly.

He picked up this disciple from the refugees. He didn't make good progress at first. He suddenly became enlightened more than a year ago. He cultivated to the third level of external training in just one year. It can be regarded as the fastest progress among his nominal disciples. .

"Thank you Master."

Chu Fan quickly thanked him.

He is still very grateful to this master, and the inheritance of a Qi meridian is also very valuable.

A master of Qi, who can break heavy armor with a flick of his finger, and can cross a river with a single step, is a master who is capable of running across a state, with a very high status.

The fact that he can get into his eyes is probably related to the boxing skills he has learned for a few years.

"Pack up one or two, and go out with the teacher to collect the wind. In recent years, there has been no good book out, so a few old-fashioned things have never been spread."

Fan Zimin stroked his beard and shook his head gently.

Some people are fond of martial arts, some are lustful, some are rich, and some are delicious. He only loves fame. Every time he hears his own writing and the deeds he summarized from others, he has an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

This sense of satisfaction even surpassed the condensation of his own energy.

"......Yes."

Chu Fan twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded in agreement.

There was nothing to clean up, and within half an hour, Chu Fan had already followed Fan Zimin out the door.

"Master, where are we going this time?"

Seeing Fan Zimin pull out two horses eight feet high at the shoulders and fluttering manes, Chu Fan knew that this time he was going for a long trip.

He had a deep understanding of the importance of Jiao horses. The more than ten Jiao horses in the Fan family cost more than dozens of servants a day, and Fan Zimin did not allow other people to keep Jiao horses at all.

Those who serve these 'Master Ma' are all nominal disciples like Chu Fan.

They eat eggs and grass, drink boiled mountain spring water, and have the disciples use their inner strength to massage every day. This kind of treatment is naturally a "master".

Fan Zimin will not lead the horse when he goes out in a leisurely manner.

"Zhongzhou."

Fan Zimin got on his horse and said softly, "I heard that the Holy Son of the Six Prison Demon Sect came down the mountain, and it is estimated that he will go to Zhongzhou."

"Zhongzhou."

With a move in Chu Fan's heart, he also turned over and mounted his horse.

He has been serving this flooded horse for more than half a year, and of course there is no chance of it falling off.

The city is prosperous, the outside is desolate.

This is Chu Fan's first time out of the city in more than a year, and it doesn't feel fresh, but it didn't take long for him to look at the bones that died by the road, no one buried, this fresh feeling was replaced by a heavy touch.

huh~

Fan Zimin flicked the bullet casually, and a wisp of energy swept across more than 20 meters, killing a wild dog in the grass on the spot.

Chu Fan looked carefully, and the dog had a human bone in its mouth.

"Let's go."

Fan Zimin's expression was calm and seemed to be commonplace, Chu Fan smiled bitterly in his heart, but he could only keep up.

As soon as I came out, I knew what Jingshan was vast. Running on a horse was different from taking a high-speed rail or an airplane. With this real perception, the distance is no longer a number.

This kind of life has never been experienced by Chu Fan. Here, there is no nine-to-five job, no pressure of mortgage and car loan, and a kind of freedom from the inside out to let him go from I feel at ease.

Except the thighs are really unbearable.

Along the way, Fan Zimin began to truly teach Chu Fan martial arts, especially a set of breathing techniques that he practiced on horseback.

Chu Fan was so addicted to the practice that he couldn't even feel the hardships of living in the wild and exhausted by boat and car.

On this day, the two came to Qingzhou, and when they entered the city, they heard bursts of noise.

"The devil is hateful, he actually killed Haoran Long Sword, Ke Mengfan, Ke Daxia in broad daylight!

"Poor Ke Daxia I, the hero of the world, to end up like this, miserable, miserable, miserable!"

"The wind and the wind are blown away by the rain, it's sad, it's a shame."

The entire Qingzhou Mansion seems to be discussing the same thing, but for most of them, it is just talk, and there are very few people who really regret it.

"What? Ke Mengfan has been killed?"

Fan Zimin's complexion changed slightly, and he had already left the horse: "Da, watch the horse find an inn and wait for me, and come here for the teacher."

"Master..."

Chu Fan just wanted to say something, but Fan Zimin had disappeared. He could only lead two horses to find an inn and settle down for the time being.

The journey was hard work, and Fan Zimin's actions were quite generous. Of course, Chu Fan would not treat himself badly. He burned three buckets of hot water to wash away the hard work and asked for a table of good wine and vegetables.

After eating a glass of sake, feeling the peristalsis of his internal organs and his new physique, Chu Fan let out a long sigh:

"Good wine!"

"Chu Shaoxia's life is dashing and happy."

At this moment, a chuckle came from outside.

"kindness?"

Chu Fan moved his wrist and grabbed the long sword beside him.

huh~

Qi Jin broke through the window, and in a white dress, a beautiful girl was already sitting opposite Chu Fan.

"Jiang Shili?"

Looking at the girl in front of him with a different appearance, different temperament, but a very familiar tone of voice, Chu Fan couldn't help but blurt out.

"Recognize your sister?"

Jiang Shili covered his mouth and chuckled, his voice soft and tender.

"how did you find me?"

Chu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a hint of vigilance in his heart.

"With the six-door intelligence system, isn't it easy to find someone?"

Jiang Shili flipped his wrist, and a booklet had already landed in front of Chu Fan: "You followed Fan Zimin all the way, and you haven't seen this before, right?"

"This is......"

Chu Fan glanced at it, and there were three big characters on it: Weapon Spectrum.

"This is the weapon spectrum of the rivers and lakes arranged by the Dafeng court. It records the top ten masters under the gods. Your master, Fan Zimin, is ranked 31st on the list..."

Jiang Shili tapped the table lightly.

"Master is only 31 on the list?"

Chu Fan was shocked. He had come all the way, and he had seen Fan Zimin take action, and he had trampled thousands of people's cottages by himself. Such a tyrannical force was only thirty-one?

Unable to help, he opened the weapon spectrum.

At this look, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were fixed on the second place on the first page:

[Second on the Earth List, Gorefiend An Qisheng]

"Which An Qisheng?"

Chu Fan couldn't help losing his color.

He was too familiar with the name, not to mention that he was rescued twice by it, nor to say that this mysterious star was the most popular and the most popular on the Internet these days.

Just the piece he picked up, suspected to be the locust token that made him a dreamer, was enough for him to remember his name deeply.

"What do you say?"

Jiang Shili asked back.

Her heart is far from being as calm as she has shown. As a person in the Six Doors, she clearly knows how tyrannical the second place is. This is simply the enemy of ten thousand people.

The 'people' in this 'enemy of 10,000' does not refer to ordinary people, but refers to the elites in the army who are well-trained and have internal strength, and can defeat ten or even dozens of people by themselves!

But that's not the scariest thing.

But what she saw through the six-door intelligence system...

"Unbelievable..."

Chu Fan's heart was beating wildly, that Mr. An was so arrogant?

He didn't know what the second place on the Earth Ranking was, but his master Fan Zimin was already so arrogant, and he was only 31 on Earth Ranking, so he could see how terrifying the second place on Earth Ranking was.

If it is calculated according to the internal strength that he brought back, doesn't that Mr. An want to be invincible in the world?

No, this Mr. An is invincible in the world...

"There are more than 320 dreamers in the Daxuan territory, and a small half of them have never been exposed to boxing, and a large half have practiced martial arts, but not all of these 300 people are at this time... ..."

Jiang Shili thought for a while, but still told some secrets.

"What, what do you mean?"

Chu Fan was confused.

"The previous census and inquiries about the dreamers did not force the dreamers to tell their secrets, but it was not without gain. The dreamers still said a lot about things that were not of personal interest to them... ."

"That is, time."

Jiang Shili said slowly: "Although they are all called "Wangquan Biography", you and I are in the first year of Wangquan, and some people have been in Wangquan for two thousand years, while some people are even in Wangquan's three thousand three hundred years. year!

Hard to believe, right? This dream is a legend that has spread for more than 3,000 years, and it may not be someone we think! "

"what?"

Chu Fan was a little stunned. Compared with intelligence, he was too far from Jiang Shili, who had a country as his backer.

I can't even speak, only shocked.

At this time, he was somewhat grateful for his cooperation, not to mention that in the future, at least for now, the benefits of cooperating with the government are obviously greater.

"According to the big data of artificial intelligence, the real opening of this dream world should be 3,300 years later..."

Jiang Shili said, with an indescribable expression on his face: "The group of people we are in the first year of kingship do not seem to be optimistic..."

"Or, in some respects, it fails to meet the requirements..."

Chu Fan frowned suddenly: "We are a group of people who are not favored?"

"You could say the same..."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Jiang Shili couldn't help but sighed and replied, "If it's not bad, you must have received the mission."

Chu Fan nodded stiffly.

"In the past two months, I have been in contact with many dreamers. As far as I know, all of them have received tasks, and all of them will lose their status as dreamers if they don't complete it!"

Jiang Shili's eyes lighted up: "Then, completing the task may be the time when we truly enter the 'main line', that is, after 3,300 years of royal power..."

......

Autumn is high and crisp, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the breeze is gentle.

On the top of a mountain, An Qisheng sat cross-legged, overlooking the clouds and mist, with a bit of nostalgia.

He does not have the power to create the world. This dream world is the summary of everything he has seen and heard in the Jiufu Realm, and the gathering of all the spiritual imprints is what he gained from walking the world in the last thirty-three months in Jiufu Realm and hiding the world into his heart. .

And the great kingship after 3,300 years will be the meeting point of the dreams of the two worlds.

"Mr. Monster, why don't you send everyone to the meeting point instead of doing it?"

Lan Lingtong flapped his wings and wondered, "Is it because these people are weaker?"

An Qisheng gave it a lot of freedom, it can perceive all the dreamers through the dream, and convey An Qisheng's task.

real-time monitoring.

"Dream is the reflection of the soul, the manifestation of the will of the gods. If the soul cannot be fulfilled, and the will of the gods is lacking, the dream will have flaws. It has nothing to do with its own strength, but only with the heart."

An Qisheng's eyes drooped, and many pictures were reflected in it, and every move of the dreamer flowed through his heart:

"Gu Changsheng is paranoid~www.readwn.com~ Gong Qingzhu lacks character, Jiang Shili was unfortunate in childhood, Chu Fan saw his girlfriend die in front of him, and there is a shadow in his heart, Lu Shiping is selfless, and sent his son to prison...

These people have more or less flaws in their hearts, and it doesn't matter when they are ordinary, but when they encounter nightmares, they will suffer from them..."

Lan Lingtong was lying on top of the cloud and mist, with his hands on his chin: "So, Mr. Monster wants to help them? But, what do you want me to do?"

"The hurt of people's hearts is nothing more than resentment, love, parting, and not being able to ask. If you have experienced enough, you will naturally not care."

An Qisheng's voice was like a cloud and mist, and people disappeared:

"You have the ability to understand text messages, you see a lot, you should know what to do..."

It is said that it is the third day of the ten thousand shift, in fact, this month is almost all ten thousand shifts.

(End of this chapter)