World Traveler

Looking at Rui Xing in front of him, whose face turned blue and red for no apparent reason, he complained in a low voice.

"Tsk, woman."

However, the delay was enough, and Yanan was too lazy to talk to this guy about things like luck and destiny.

The luck is okay, there is some connection.

Yanan had never studied this aspect of fate, and these mysterious technical matters did not interest him. Especially if he continued to talk like this, Yanan, who did not understand much, would soon be exposed as an illiterate.

He secretly placed an extra piece on the chessboard, then suddenly stood up and shouted.

"Go Go, you've already lost."

In order to show his fairness, Yanan also used his fingers to make a gesture.

"If you know your destiny, then you will know that it is Meng's, not yours."

"The idea that those who are not of my kind must have different hearts and minds has shackled the minds of the world."

"Only through this catastrophe can they break free from their shackles and embark on the path of great harmony."

"Only unification is the fastest way to eliminate war. Who the emperor is, what kind of person he is, or what race he belongs to is not important to the people of the world."

After Rui Xing finished speaking, she raised her little hand to block the chessboard that was hitting her head, hoping that Yanan could calm down and talk.

"Oh, that's bullshit."

Throughout history, our country was destroyed by foreign races twice, once by the Yuan Dynasty and once by the Qing Dynasty. The biggest reason was that a Han dynasty did not perish when it should have, and was forced to survive for another one or two hundred years.

In fact, the Song Dynasty could have perished during the Northern Song Dynasty. It is like a piece of human tissue that has rotted and infested with maggots. It must be cut off. If it is not cut off, it will eventually become more and more rotten and will inevitably turn into sepsis, causing even greater consequences.

The broken dynasty should have perished long ago, but in order to survive, it frantically suppressed resistance and implemented a policy of keeping the people ignorant. The consequence of this was that the people of the Central Plains gradually lost their fighting spirit and became corrupt and decadent...

A dynasty should honestly exit the stage of history when it is time for it to do so, and not occupy the position of a new dynasty in a new cycle.

As for who the new dynasty will be, whether it is Han or not, it really doesn’t matter.

It is also recognized that the so-called unification is indeed the fastest way to eliminate war.

However, he had no good feelings towards the Peach Blossom Immortal, who kept insisting on the correct answer he deduced and refused to accept any variables.

Yanan, who regained all control over the dream, disappeared on the spot. The clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing the huge Buddha hidden behind.

"Monster! I'll show you your true colors!"

Faced with the huge hand that was big enough to cover the sky and the sun, Rui Xing remained unmoved and said lightly.

"The Mongol conquest of the Song Dynasty is an irreversible trend. Even if you have good fortune, you can change minor trends, but you can't alter the overall trend."

"You are destined to lose."

After the big hand pressed her into the ground, Yanan clearly felt that the restrictions of this dream world disappeared, which meant that she had left.

As for her final words about destiny? And destined to fail?

"Huh, you think I was scared? It's okay if you don't have any background, but do you think everyone else is the same as you?"

but………

This dream world is really huge, and the coffee is quite something. The entire palace courtyard, whether it is the decoration inside or the peach trees outside, are exactly the same as in reality.

Well, it's exactly the same as before Yanan abused it.

If you explore further out, you will find nothingness, a place that has not yet been loaded. After all, Yanan has never been to that place. Ruixing also contributed a lot to the perfection of this palace.

Of course, if Yanan wanted to, he could even transform those empty places into scenes of his imagination...

Enough of dreaming, it’s time to wake up…

Um? What's this?

Just as Yanan was about to wake up from his dream, he suddenly noticed that there were several "bubbles" surrounding the edge of his dream world.

Or... other dream worlds?

However, compared with Yanan's dream world, these dreams are just like bubbles, all of them are one-sided, perhaps just a repetitive scene, a random delusion, or a memory.

Of course, it may also be related to Yanan's mental strength. In addition, Yanan is in a sober state and is very clear that the world here belongs to his dream, so the dream world is much clearer.

Feeling the familiar breath above, Yanan jumped lightly, turned into a black and white fish, and dived into the bubble.

"Hey, let me see what you are dreaming about, Lan'er..."

………………

Without the support of Ruixing's magic power, after Yanan's dream dissipated, the negative emotions that were originally mobilized to guide Yanan's inner demons also returned to their original place as the target was lost.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, snow was flying everywhere, and the snow was stained red with blood, making the entire dream world reveal a dark and heavy negative emotion.

From the perspective of an observer, Yanan can clearly feel the essence of the entire dream world...

Cold, loneliness, killing... and despair.

This is a transmission of emotions. We can even say that this world is built up of these negative emotions.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountains, Yanan, transformed into a black and white fish, swam towards the location he remembered.

Yanan was quite familiar with the Great Snow Mountain. He used to go there with Xiahou Lan to practice martial arts and worship the ruins of the Snow Mountain Sect.

But this time, a pile of corpses with blurred faces could often be seen on the road. Some were wearing clothes from the Soul-Snatching Sect, and some were wearing clothes from the Snow Mountain Sect. They were lying on the ground like NPCs.

The bodies of the Snow Mountain Sect disciples were fine, except that most of their faces were blurred, while those of the Soul-Snatching Sect disciples began to slowly become illusory, as if they were about to disappear at any time.

This is?

After thinking for a moment, Yanan roughly understood what was going on.

memory.

A blurred face means that one can no longer remember his face, and an illusory body means that one is no longer sure of his existence in memory.

As for what is happening now, needless to say, Yanan has already guessed it.

The night when the Snow Mountain Sect was exterminated.

Xia Houlan never resolved this inner demon. He only suppressed it again and again, hiding it deeper and deeper...

The final result is that either nothing happens, or it explodes at any moment.

Obviously, that bastard Coffee had harmed Yanan's remaining magic power, and at this moment, he became the key to igniting his inner demon.

Suddenly, the surroundings began to become more and more unreal, and the nearby scene seemed to be on the verge of collapse at any time. This made Yanan put aside his research and quicken his pace to the top of the mountain.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Snow Mountain Sect on the top of the mountain, the surrounding scene shattered in an instant, and the whole world seemed to have turned into nothingness except for the Snow Mountain Sect.

Apart from the Snow Mountain Sect, the rest of the scenes are pitch black and have not yet been loaded.