"But in fact, this area is indeed the burial place of the fallen immortal." Ji Changfu stared at the center of the whirlpool and continued, "It's just that the entire Eternal Night Desert is the burial place of the fallen immortal.

Big dream.”

"To be precise, the eternal night desert we see now is only formed by the power overflowing from this great dream."

"Normally speaking, the creatures that enter by mistake will be assimilated by this power into the characters in the fallen immortal's dream."

"Right now, we are able to do well because every inch of desert we pass along the way has been developed by many senior experts with great magic power and great supernatural powers. The assimilation of dreams has been repeatedly expelled and diluted along this road.

, the elimination... is already very weak.”

"And this vortex at this moment is the entrance to the dreamland of the fallen immortal's origin."

"Next, we have to enter it as 'waixian'."

Fallen immortal?

Immortal?

Is the entire Eternal Night Desert formed by the power overflowing from dreams?

Ji Changfu revealed too many secrets at once. Pei Ling, Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo all looked suspicious for a moment. They had no idea whether what Ji Changfu said was true or false.

After hesitating for a moment, Gui Hengqiu asked: "If, as the young leader said, the war against counterfeiting is in full swing now, what is the purpose of us traveling thousands of miles to come here and enter the dreamland of the fallen immortal?"

Hearing this, Ji Changfu's expression became serious, and then he said: "After entering the dreamland, try to improve your immortal status as much as possible."

Chu Mo then said: "Young Cult Leader is already at the peak of Nascent Soul. He can transform into a god at any time. His goals are more lofty, so that's all. But the three of us can only form pills now. This kind of opportunity, for us,

It’s really too far away.”

Ji Changfu said: "This is a dream! In dreams, everything is possible. In dreams, you will be countless times stronger than in reality."

"At the elixir formation stage, you can be like a real immortal coming to the world."

"With a wave of the hand, carrying mountains to catch the moon, picking stars and moving seas are all easy things."

Pei Ling asked in a deep voice: "Even so, what benefits can we get? What's the point of the young leader doing this?"

"After all, no matter how omnipotent ordinary people may be in their dreams, when they wake up from their dreams, everything disappears and nothing remains."

Ji Changfu glanced at him and said softly: "In the dream, the immortal position is added to the body, and it has all kinds of great magic power and great magical powers that you can't imagine. After coming out, it will be more noble. In addition, in the real world, what is lost

Everything can be reproduced in dreams."

Seeing that the young leader suddenly became so patient for some unknown reason and answered their questions carefully one by one, Gui Hengqiu immediately seized the opportunity and asked again: "Such a great opportunity and great fortune are enough to transform an ordinary monk.

Let alone us, why does the Young Master want to share it with us?"

Ji Changfu said calmly: "It's almost time. As an 'outer immortal', I need to have a title."

"My honorific title is 'Flo'."

"You all should also be given an honorary title so that you can act more conveniently after entering."

Seeing him avoid this question directly, Pei Ling, Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo immediately understood that this so-called dream of fallen immortals was probably more than just chance.

However, Ji Changfu went out of his way to explain so much to them. It was obvious that after entering this fallen fairy dream, the other party needed the three of them very much.

Thinking like this, Gui Hengqiu said: "My honorary name is 'Qiu'."

Chu Mo then said: "My honorable name is 'Mo'."

Seeing Ji Changfu and the two true successors of the Tiansheng Cult looking at him, Pei Ling immediately replied: "My honorific name is 'Nama'."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Ling's heart jumped suddenly. He felt that this casual title seemed to have become his other real name.

At this time, Yu Xuezhao also said with great interest: "My honorary title...is called 'Emperor'!"

The title was given, and the whirlpool in front of them suddenly expanded, as if it were a giant beast from ancient times. It suddenly opened its bloody mouth and hooded its head towards them.

In the center of the vortex, which was as dark as substance, the suction force suddenly increased. In an instant, they were swallowed into it without any resistance.

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There was a strange scene in all directions.

Countless scenes that look like humans but not humans, look like vegetation but not vegetation, look like animals but not beasts, look like houses but not houses, are passing by in a twisted and grotesque way.

Time and space seem to become extremely blurred.

As if falling into a chaotic dream, Pei Ling was in a trance and confused.

He didn't know exactly how long it took, but it seemed like a long, long time, or just a moment. Countless noisy sounds rang in his ears, like lovers whispering, or like countless people arguing fiercely.

Noisy, dense, angry...

All kinds of emotions rushed towards him like a tide, washing away his will like crazy.

With a slight jolt, Pei Ling came to his senses and found that he was in a vast starry sky.

Ji Changfu, Yu Xuezhao, Gui Hengqiu and Chu Mo have all disappeared.

Just as he was surprised, Pei Ling suddenly realized something was wrong and cast a Water Mirror Technique. He immediately found that he had restored his original appearance!

[Bloodless Face], [Secret Records of the Eclipse]...

The most advanced disguise method in Panya Realm has no effect at all in this dream!

Pei Ling frowned immediately. If he met anyone from the Tiansheng Cult again, his identity would be exposed immediately.

While he was thinking about it, a faint shout suddenly came from his ears. The sound was very weak and intermittent, but it was full of hysterical resentment...

"In the fifth year of Wei Xianxi's reign, the year of Xin Chou, the seventh day of Ding Youshuo and the seventeenth day of Gengchen, the Jiang family worshiped the gods..."

"Fu Yi's time is Meng Qiu, and the festival is Zhongyuan."

"You are destined to be your direct heir, and you are entrusted with incense."

"According to the rituals in the family temple, and worshiping in the Taoist temple."

"The clan inherits the hairpin from its ancestors, but is punished by Feng Ting."

"Today's literary spirit is declining, and the fragrance of books is dim."

"Gou has the heart of a jackal and an otter, and the spirit of a crow."

"It is my wish that the god Ci Min, the god of heaven, will hang down in the shadow of the road, and the god will send down his spirit, increase his spiritual light to the eldest son, and remove the misfortune to the insignificant quality."

"The pen is full of mist, and the breast is full of beauty."

"If your career is prosperous, your literary career will be prosperous; if your official career is booming, you will never be slandered."

"Jiang is extremely sincere and passionate, so I would like to express my sincere words."

This shouting was repeated over and over again, accompanied by the sound of the bell beating, which kept lingering in his ears. Pei Ling was confused and was about to take action when he heard a voice full of anxiety: "... in...

Praying for Rain Dojo, I sincerely honor...the Lord..."

"If you take constant Yang as a disaster, high winds will not stop you."

"...Build an altar and pray carefully, hoping to receive God's will."

"Only worship the elixir and pray to the true saint."

"When a common man sees the wind and clouds, he spreads his influence, and his spiritual power surges."

"The millet and millet are flourishing, and the rice is abundant."

"...the people of Sri Lanka...look up to Lingde."

"There is no point in defeating anyone."
Chapter completed!