MTL - The Sage Who Transcended Samsara-v9 Chapter 5 Zhuang Shengxiao Dream Fan Butterfly

Tan Ping opened the window and saw the sky clear blue and white clouds dotted, and he couldn't see the margins at a glance. It was clearly different from the gloomy and darkened by Jiuyou erosion at the end of the epoch. It was quite refreshing.

Is it really the early Middle Ages, during the reign of the emperor? Did he really go back in time?

Huang Liang Pillow, Huang Liang Pillow ... Could it be just a near-real dream?

Between surprises, doubts, confusions and other emotions, Tan Ping saw a little white awn descending from the sky, and until recently, he found that it was a messy sky with a nasty vision.

"Holy Emperor sacrifices to heaven, the evils retreat!"

The high-drinking sounds I heard just now resounded again and again, the sky was full of colorful clouds, they spread over and formed a vast path of light, then the wind screamed, the rain dripped, and the legends that Feng Hou and Yu Bo could carry their soldiers. The immortal will pass by, and it will be magnificent and amazing. Every breath will make Tan Ping feel shame.

After Fenghou and Yubo, a lightning bolt cut through the sky and illuminated the heavens and the earth. Leihou and the back of the electric vehicle slowly drove the emperor's car, and Taodao thundered like a sound of welcome.

The emperor's car is simple in style, stained with blood stains, different colors, and there are tyrannical wills hidden in it. It seems to be dead, the vicissitudes of breath permeate the sky, and the nine emperor dragons are dragging the emerald car forward. His posture is sturdy, and every inch of flesh contains explosive power. Just seeing them, Tan Ping couldn't help but want to worship.

The bead curtain hangs around the emperor car, looming a tall and powerful figure in all directions. The surrounding royal road condenses into substance, surrounded by mountains and rivers, sun, moon, stars, and so on. As far as he can see, Tan Ping has pain in his eyes. Dare to look straight.

This momentum, this feeling, is more terrible than every immortal **** that I encountered in the past asking for immortals. It is more unpredictable than Feng Hou Yubo in front of Lei Hou, and I am afraid I can only lend it to myself. The mysterious and unpredictable fairy can only compare.

Tan Ping lowered his head and didn't dare to look at it anymore, he had an enlightened mind.

If it were a dream, it would be impossible for him to imagine the imposing manner of the Holy Emperor Qi!

What I saw just now is true, not fantasy or dream!

I really went back to the Middle Ages and back to the past. This is a great opportunity!

Here, although it is the location itself, there is an advantage that a powerful person can not reach, that is to know the future development and the inevitable future, and the opportunity is in my heart, relying on this, it is not difficult to achieve something Great cause, become immortal!

In this regard, Tan Ping is confident. Although he was born in the 28th world of Qihai, his past history is separated from Middle-earth, but it has also been two or three hundred years since the end of the East China Sea. At the time, there was also a World Realm ball to communicate with Tiannanhai. There are many classics left in the north, and it is not difficult to know the main events and general trends of the medieval history.

Thinking of this festival, he couldn't help shuddering, only felt that the bright future of life was within reach, and a golden avenue was paved at his feet.

"Is this the" protagonist treatment "in those words ..." Tan Ping wondered.

When traveling in different seas, he has read many novels passed down hundreds of years ago in many cities and towns. It is said that after the World Realm Ball was broken, people with intentions copied it.

After a full fifteen minutes, Tan Ping had resumed as usual long ago, and Tan Ping just woke up, looking back at the history he knew, and seeing what opportunities he could seize recently.

"The sacred emperor's sacrifice to heaven must be at Jiangdong Longtai. Even if it is not close to the East China Sea, it must be not far apart." He thought to himself, "Donghai ... the emperor's reign time ..."

Huo Ran, Tan Ping remembered something suddenly, and ecstasy appeared in his eyes:

"Miaoyan Palace!"

"Miaoyan Palace once appeared in this history, and spread the" Taiyi Changsheng Jing "," Taiyi's Truth to Save Suffering "," Qinghua Lingwen "and other secrets and many treasures!"

The full name of Miaoyan Palace is the East Qinghua Changle World Miaoyan Palace, which is the Taoist temple of Taiyi to save the suffering. After the emperor landed on the other side, it merged with the ancient hibiscus tree boundary. Not long after Jiuyou concealed herself, it only appeared once in the Middle Ages, which was during the reign of the Emperor.

Tan Ping paced back and forth, thinking secretly:

"I heard that the great people on the other side are everywhere in the past, now and in the future, but I only have a little benefit, it will not affect anything ..."

"Don't dare, don't dare, wouldn't it be a waste of opportunity?"

He was quickly depressed, and according to the records of the classics, Tan Ping erected the light and went straight to Qingyan Mountain in the East China Sea.

This mountain is remote and desolate, near the end of the disappearing East China Sea. Even though Tan Ping knows the approximate range, he has no specific knowledge. It took him half a year to find the corresponding object and searched for it.

Looking at the scene of declining vegetation and a small mountain island, Tan Ping couldn't believe that there was a Taoist doctrine of Taiyi Jiutianzun hidden here unless he knew it was the place.

With emotion, he lowered the light and searched for clues, for fear of coming too late, and had missed that period of history.

A few days later, Tan Ping was pleasantly surprised to find a magical valley, and upon entering, a mist appeared.

"It's really here!" He held back his excitement, and kept walking forward in the mist, and seemed to have walked for three days and three nights.

Suddenly, the fog disappeared, Tan Ping's eyes brightened, and I saw colorful clouds overlapping, purple air filled with strange flowers everywhere, rushing to the spiritual spring, the vegetation flourishing to the extreme, full of vitality, and suddenly knew that his home had arrived. Another world.

In the distance, the mountains are towering, the forest is lush, and the palace halls are layered, and the light is rising from time to time.

Tan Ping took a deep breath, and Guangguang flew up, carefully approaching the magnificent and magnificent palace, opened the gate of the Miaoyan Palace, which seemed to be unlocked and closed, and suddenly a dark red and dark twist appeared. The lake is as filthy as blood, full of karmic entanglement and the feeling of gathering of death.

In the lake, a blue lotus flower is blooming, the petals are bright, and there is a strong vitality. On the top sits a tall and thin Taoist wearing a bamboo crown and wearing a blue robe. His eyes are closed and his breath is completely gone. It's like falling asleep, as if sitting for a long time.

"The pharmacist Wang Buddha was quite active in this era, so Tai Yi rescued the suffering Tianzun and slept to avoid it?" Tan Ping was startled, almost sweating like rain, only to find that the Taoist had nothing to do, so he asked questions .

He didn't want to understand the mystery of the other side, so he respectfully respected Taiyi to save the suffering and salute:

"The junior did not intend to offend Tianzun, but just came here according to the figure, and had the chance to step into this place. Please also blame Tianzun. If you are lucky to get something, you will worship Tianzun day and night.

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly throbbed in his heart and raised his head, just to see that Taiyi Jiu Tianzun opened his eyes, and his breath diffused a little.

Alive?

Woke up?

Tan Ping had a feeling of being scared, his body shuddered, his eyes darkened.

"I see." A soft voice sounded in his ear.

Do you understand? Tan Ping looked blankly, but saw the change of light and shadow around him, as if pieces of debris were peeled off.

"Ah!" He yelled, sitting up abruptly, and found himself back in the cave, surrounded by old friends.

A dream?

A dream that can even be imitated by the imperial power of Saint Huangqi and Taiyi Salvation Tianzun?

In suspicion, Tan Ping found that there was one more thing in his arms. It was a bead exuding a bit of green, and there seemed to be countless charms floating inside it, mysterious and abnormal.

"What's this?" Asked the girl in a pink mule confused.

I don't remember Brother Tan having such beautiful beads ...

Tan Ping looked around, for a moment I didn't know if the dream was true. When the friends talked eloquently, he exhaled: "This is the harvest of a dream from Huang Liang ..."

Did you really go back in "Dream"? Did you see Taiyi save suffering?

"So amazing!" The man with thin eyebrows exclaimed.

Tan Ping calmed down and thought, "Would you also try it?"

"Can we?" The girl with pink **** was surprised and happy.

Tan Ping smiled slightly: "Seeers have a share, Xianyuan shares, this is the best friend."

Can't hide this thing, let there be cracks between each other, or even kill people?

In the unanimous feelings and thanks of others, the girl with pink sister-in-law lay down, sinking into yellow beams, and sleeping deeply.

After a while, she woke up and shook her head blankly: "I didn't dream of anything."

Tan Ping looked at the pillow, and saw that it was dim in color and obscure in design, as if it had exhausted its strength, but a little shimmer of light condensed and was constantly recovering.

"It may take a few days before it can be used again," Tan Ping judged.

The man with thin eyebrows nodded softly: "Then we will come to Nagato Island."

Nagato Island? Tan Ping looked out of the cave subconsciously, and saw that the rainstorm had subsided, dark clouds dispersed, the moon stars were thin, and the whole world seemed to be washed. (To be continued.) 2k novel reading network