Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning Author: Dream-making expert

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Introduction: Traveling through the world of cultivating immortals, after ten years of searching, it is difficult to move a single step.

Fortunately, there are golden fingers, which can weave dreams.

So painstakingly arranged, and finally waited for the arrival of the immortal cultivator.

Practice from this dream!Prove in a dream!

Refining the false into the real, and eventually becoming the Supreme Immortal.

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Chapter 1

"The big dream is thousands of years old."

"What year is this eve?"

……

Amid the inaudible sighs, a broken lamp like beans reflected the collapsed mountain gate.

Rainy night, deserted temple.

Holding a broken umbrella, a young scholar limped along a muddy path overgrown with weeds and entered a dilapidated and dilapidated temple.

"Why did it suddenly rain so heavily? Fortunately, there is a deserted temple to shelter from the rain."

The young scholar complained a few words, and directly ignored why the lights were lit in the ruined temple on a rainy night in the barren mountains and mountains.

Just like that, he reached out and picked up the candle in front of the Buddha statue, and began to check the situation in the ruined temple.

Boom!

The thunder roared, and the heavy rain became heavier.

The bean-sized rainwater fell overwhelmingly, as if it was going to turn the world into a vast ocean.

There was a whistling gust of wind and rain blowing into the ruined temple, blowing the dim candlelight.

In an instant, the candle in the young scholar's hand began to flicker, and the swaying, elongated and deformed figure looked like a ghost in the ruined temple.

The young scholar hurriedly stretched out his hands to protect the candlelight, and at the same time picked up his umbrella, and began to clean up the spider webs wrapped around the collapsed Buddha statue.

"Buddha bless, there is nothing to blame."

"Xiaosheng went to Beijing to rush for the exam, and encountered wind and rain, so he can only stay for one night temporarily. I also ask the Buddha for convenience."

"In the future, when Xiaosheng's gold list is inscribed, and his ancestors will be honored, he will definitely ask someone to repair the temple and reshape the golden body for the Buddha."

The young scholar muttered in a low voice, barely clearing a clean place from the side of the collapsed Buddha statue.

Then he opened the suitcase he was carrying with him, laid the groundwork briefly, and planned to make do with the Buddha statue for a night.

Crunch!

Suddenly, the dilapidated wooden door was shaken by the wind.

Then there were footsteps.

The young scholar suddenly became vigilant, took out a butcher's knife from the bookcase and held it in his hand on guard.

thunderbolt!

Another flash of lightning flashed by, and a burly and strong figure with a beard and dressed as a knight-errant walked into the deserted temple from the heavy rain.

I saw the butcher's knife tightly held in the young scholar's hand.

Lynch twitched his mouth subconsciously.

damn it.

Which scholar who came to Beijing to rush for the exam would carry a pig-killing knife with him?

Oh, this scholar was originally a pig butcher, so it's okay.

Lynch thought about it, and continued to play his role according to the script.

"What a handsome scholar, Yan Chixia from a certain family."

"Scholar, do you know where this is?"

Seeing the young scholar shaking his head in a daze, Lynch sneered, "This is Lanruo Temple. It was originally a place where Buddha's light shines everywhere. It's a pity now."

"In short, this is not a good place. If you want to survive, you must leave quickly."

The young scholar was startled, "It's raining so heavily outside, even if you want to drive me away, at least wait for the rain to stop. Besides, the temple is a bit run-down, but it's more than enough to accommodate the two of us to shelter from the rain. "

"Guy who doesn't know what to do, do you think I want to drive you away and monopolize this place?"

"Haha, a certain family is saving your life!"

Lynch laughed out loud, put his hands behind his back, and pretended to be an outsider, "You know that Lanruo Temple is haunted."

"What? Haunted here?"

The young scholar suddenly turned pale with fright, with a look of fear on his face.

"Now I know I'm afraid. Hurry up and leave, otherwise when the female ghost comes, the certain family will not be able to save you."

After Lin Qi said in a cold voice, his face suddenly changed slightly, a rabbit jumped up and down, stretched out his hand to pick up the young scholar, and hid him behind the Buddha statue.

"Shh, don't talk, they're here."

The young scholar was terrified when he heard the words, and secretly looked outside the door, and saw two beautiful women wearing tulle, walking barefoot out of the heavy rain.

The heavy rain drenched the clothes, and it was looming, and I felt sorry for it.

"It's raining heavily. Sister, it seems that we can only take shelter from the rain here tonight."

"Sister, I see that there are candles in the temple. Someone must have come first. We must not be rude. We must first ask if they would like to take us here to hide from the rain."

A gentle voice sounded, and the two beautiful women who were dressed or not, looked at Lynch and the young scholar hiding behind the Buddha statue with a soft light like water.

"Two shameless female ghosts. I really can't hide it from them."

"Just wait here, wait for a certain family and send them away."

Lynch raised his trouser belt, said something to the young scholar, and strode out to show off his skills and subdue demons.

But before Lynch drew his sword out of its sheath, the young scholar who was hiding behind the Buddha statue jumped out like a rabbit, and shouted at the two female ghosts, "Two sisters, run, this bearded man is not a good person. "

While talking, the young scholar picked up the butcher's knife and gestured at Lynch.

Lynch was silent, and after a while, he said angrily, "Idiot, don't be fascinated by beauty, they are female ghosts."

"Bearded man, don't lie to me."

"There are no female ghosts in this world."

"I think it's clear that you saw that the two sisters are beautiful, and you want to plot something wrong."

The young scholar said with a dignified face, but his eyes kept turning around on the two beautiful female ghosts, wishing they could all fall on them.

"Another fool who is interested in sex."

Lynch laughed angrily, and drew out his long sword, "A certain family will let you see the true nature of these two female ghosts."

"stop."

When the young scholar saw Lin Qi drawing his sword, he was anxious, and hurriedly said, "Hero Yan, don't do anything yet. It's a big deal, you and I, we all won't suffer."

I fuck.

Lynch made a black face and glared at the young scholar angrily.

The young scholar sneered and said, "At worst, I'll let you choose first."

"They're female ghosts, they're ghosts, do you understand! You're fucking in a brothel!"

Lynch was furious.

"I understand, I understand. It's a female ghost, you can see it. This place in the wilderness is naturally a female ghost."

"But Hero Yan, wouldn't it be a pity to kill such a beautiful female ghost?"

The young scholar rubbed his hands, with a wretched face, "Everyone is a man, and there is no need to be so rigid about race. So what about female ghosts, it's not impossible to be so beautiful."

"At most, I will suffer a little. You go first, and I can wait."

"I'll wait for you to be paralyzed!"

Lynch laughed angrily, and took out a handful of Desert Eagle from his crotch.

In the dazed and astonished gaze of the young scholar, he shot into the soul and killed him with a single shot.

With a bang, the young scholar was shot and killed.

Lynch watched the world in front of him blankly and began to distort and change.

The heavy rain stopped, the bean-sized raindrops froze in the air, and the two female ghosts began to dissipate.

Then the deserted temples and Buddha statues collapsed inch by inch.

Finally there was a bang.

Shattered lightning completely disintegrated the entire world.

……

"Grass!"

Amidst the annoyed cursing, Lynch opened his eyes, walked to the window with a gloomy expression.

"The dreams of mortals are too fucking unreliable."

"A pig butcher likes to dream of a scholar."

"It's okay to dream of being a scholar. I have taken out all the classic scripts of the scholarly female ghost such as A Chinese Ghost Story."

"What I want is that you follow Yan Chixia to learn swordsmanship in your dreams."

"In the end, you are really ready to fuck when you see a female ghost."

"Grass!"

"I'm going to smash your butcher's shop tomorrow!"

Lynch was furious, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

It has been 15 years since he traveled to this world of cultivating immortals.

The youthful youth at the time has now become a handsome uncle in his early thirties.

He originally thought that relying on his dream golden finger, he could quickly reach the pinnacle of life and dominate the world of cultivating immortals.

But he was wrong.

This shitty world of cultivating immortals is too fucking unfriendly to a low-level mortal.

Chapter 2

Song Guo.

Lynch has been in the ancient feudal dynasty for 15 years.

With a population of hundreds of millions, vast land and abundant resources, it is said that it has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years.

1 years, put it on the earth, let alone a country.

Even the entire earth civilization has been on the verge of extinction in the long period of 1 years.

But Song Guo did not.

This kingdom of mortals has been passed on smoothly and orderly for 1 years.

It's not a country with peace and prosperity, and the weather is smooth.

But famines, rebellions, and the like rarely happened.

Qiwang, headed by the royal family of the Song Dynasty, has ruled the Song Dynasty since the day the Song Dynasty was established, and has continued to the present.

Not even a surname that could take its place.