[Xianjian + Ancient Sword Colleague] Being a master is also a kind of practice

Shen Bailing seemed to have fallen into a long dream.

It is vaguely similar to the ability to fall into a dream without knowing that he was a tapir demon when he was young, but it is different.In those dreams in the past, he was just a bystander, or an uninvited guest who broke into other people's dreams, but this time he was in the dream, as if he was no longer himself, as if he had become another person...

That person's name is... Shen Zhao.

What is life for?

When he was young, he sat in front of the hall and listened to his father's teachings, telling him how glorious the Shouyang Shen family was in the past, and how to improve and revitalize the family business as the eldest son of the direct branch, but he just yawned indifferently.The future has been decided since birth, life is so step-by-step, boring, that's what he thought at that time.

When he was ten years old, he went boating on Chaohu Lake, but the old Taoist priest he met by chance brought him into a world completely different from the ordinary world.It is hard to forget the surprised and inexplicable expressions of my parents when they learned that the old Taoist in front of them was actually the mighty elder of Tianyong City in Kunlun Mountains. Can get the blue eyes of the gods, isn't it the prosperity of the ancestral graves?

However, Tianyong City is such a place so high that it is too cold, even if the disciple of the mighty elder enters the room, even if he is praised by the head elder on the first day as a good material and beautiful, so what even if the practice is successful and prolongs life ?The sun and the moon are long in the Kunlun Mountains, and the long life span only makes the loneliness longer.Although there is one less scholarly son who lives emptily in the world, there is one more little Taoist priest who lives emptily.

After more than ten years, he became a monk and became a Taoist, and his mentor personally took the Taoist name "Yuzhao" for him. It is as beautiful as jade, as bright as the sun. What a glorious title, but is he really worthy of it?He is regarded by his peers as a young and handsome brother with extraordinary morality, and by all the teachers as a talented and prudent disciple.Even if he is looked up to and praised, so what, maybe Chengxian can have the answer, he thought so, and practiced harder and harder, but one day he woke up from the meditation and found that the skill did not increase but retreated. Feelings prompted him to find his master, Master Chongxu listened to his disciple's troubles, stroked his beard for a while, and ordered him to go down the mountain immediately, and return after he had realized something.

Naturally, the teacher's decision cannot be questioned. He immediately bid farewell to his teacher and brothers, and floated down the mountain alone.In just a few years, the name of Yuzhao spread all over the Central Plains, subduing demons and demons, eliminating harm for the people, and doing what a cultivator should do, but the confusion in his heart became more and more intense.What is the purpose of practicing Taoism?Become a fairy.What about becoming a fairy?longevity.What can Changsheng get?Maybe it can solve the confusion in my heart.

Once he went overseas, he had an adventure.After crossing the legendary sea of ​​darkness, he landed on a strange small island. The island is full of aura, and it seems like another cave.In a tomb, he found some fragments of ancient fairy arts. Maybe they recorded the perceptions of those powerful and great virtues in the ancient times. He thought while reading, but this is not the case. Just weird spells.He couldn't help laughing, even if he learned these fairy arts, so what, soul crossing?Give up reincarnation and keep circulating in different hosts?Replenish the soul?To make such a journey longer?Such a boring day is enough for a lifetime.

The people who suddenly surrounded the tomb made him have no time to think about it. It turned out that this small island was not the uninhabited island he thought, but a country called Penglai, and the tomb he broke into was not the solitary tomb without an owner. It is the mausoleum of the Penglai King family.The unintentional offense led to endless pursuits. Penglai Kingdom's fairy art is different from Central Plains Taoism but also quite unique. Although he escaped by chance, he suffered many injuries and finally fell into the sea of ​​darkness exhausted.

Did he just die like this, at a time when all doubts have not been solved?When he was caught in the undercurrent of the seabed, sinking up and down, and confused, he thought in a daze.However, fate kept him here, and a huge vortex suddenly appeared in the undercurrent sucked him in. Deep in the vortex was a black hole. There was no sea water on the other side of the black hole, but bright purple light was shining.Before he passed out, he took a glimpse and saw amethyst everywhere, purple mist all over the sky, and a slender figure indistinctly.

When he woke up again, he was in a strange house, the strong purple light shone brightly, and the warm fragrance in the hazy light and shadow was extremely clear.The girl's face that suddenly appeared in the field of vision brought a stronger impact. I don't know if the shadow was too light, or the fragrance confused his mind. At that moment, he only felt that the pair of eyes close at hand were like autumn water, touching people's hearts.

The girl who saved him called herself Chan Jing, and she told him that this is a wonderful place called the Illusionary Realm, where there is no rotation of the sun and the moon, no changing of seasons, only rich aura and barren land, the only thing that can be seen is amethyst. Fog, and nothing else.The hut where the girl lives alone is made of amethyst stone.When she was picking amethyst a few days ago, she saw a black hole suddenly appear in the sky, and a man fell out of the hole, just in front of her, and then the black hole disappeared, but the man lay at her feet moaning endlessly, Chan Jing's heart softened for a moment and she rescued him.

The girl's voice was eloquent and pleasant, and the picturesque eyebrows were so beautiful and gentle. The heart that had never felt complete was alive at that moment. He almost thought it was throbbing.After that, the days passed day by day, and Chan Jing gradually became the only scenery in this time. Her soft fingers when applying the medicine, and her calm face when playing the piano almost filled all his thoughts.That guqin is her unique pleasure, and he is her unique audience.

I don't know where it started, and it goes deeper and deeper.Finally, one night, the girl became his wife.He knew that he had violated the door rules, but so what if he couldn't return to Tianyong City. Didn't he know that the ancients also said, "I only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals"?He simply returned to vulgarity and returned to his old name, Shen Zhao, without thinking about all the past.

However, as time went by, the injury gradually healed, and the small house could no longer trap his body.He walked out of the stone house, but was shocked to find that there were many amethysts outside the house, and there was no way to leave.He wants to return to the human world, but whenever he expresses this thought, his wife Chan Jing shows hesitation.For the sake of his beloved wife, he still suppressed his thoughts, but it was unavoidable that he became silent day by day.

On the day when his injury was fully recovered, he had a rare moment of joy, pulled out his fairy sword and danced in the open space in front of the house, and Chan Jing also took the guqin to cheer for the occasion.However, a loud noise shattered the rare lingering time between the husband and wife. He followed the reputation and saw that the dense amethyst bushes in front of the house gradually turned into countless purple light spots, scattered into the boundless purple mist, A slender figure gradually appeared in the mist, and a strange girl suddenly broke into their world.

The girl's face gradually became clear, and he finally felt a little surprised that he actually saw the shadow of his beloved wife on that beautiful cold face.He turned his head to look at Chan Jing, only to see that his wife, who was gentle and docile in the past, showed a cold expression that he had never seen before.

Sister, the girl called out, uncontrollable anger suddenly appeared on her indifferent face, she pointed at herself and questioned Chan Jing, asking her if it was because of this human race that she didn't care about the affairs of the clan, she would rather be in a dream than open it. Take a look at your sister and clan monsters?

Human Race, Race Monster, Dreamland.The strange words brought to the surface the doubts that had been entrenched in his heart for a long time.He asked his wife who the girl was, and what was the meaning of what she said?However, before Chan Jing could answer, the girl had already sneered and rushed to ask him, can it be that you really can't tell whether you are dreaming or awake?

He didn't know why, so he could only cast doubtful eyes on his wife.Chan Jing finally sighed and said, she said that she also wanted to conjure up all kinds of things in the human world that her husband told her, but Chan Jing had never set foot in the human world in this life, and even a nightmare could not be transformed into a dream.

Dream tapir.

A demon that feeds on human dreams.

It turned out that all this was just a dream.

He looked at his wife in front of him, his eyes were unprecedentedly clear, his mind was chaotic yet clear.The close and intimate woman showed her original appearance, silver hair like a waterfall, eyes like blood, seductive and gorgeous, but she was not the woman with loose blue hair, bare hands and clean face in his memory.When the illusion around him and the hut he lived in for several months also disintegrated into countless flying purple light spots along with the amethyst bushes, he finally returned to reality.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in a vast hall, with a solid jade platform under my body, a ball of light constantly rotating above my head, and a familiar dream on the surface of the ball like water, but it was just a dream.

Standing beside the jade platform was the wife of his dream. Chan Jing told him that the real Illusion Realm was the territory of the Nightmare Clan, and she was the princess of this clan. Before their arrival, they had been relying on each other for life, guarding the entire Illusionary World.At the beginning, Shen Zhao suddenly fell into Xuanmeng City where the nightmare tribe lived. In order to prevent this unexpected guest from harming the tribe monsters, Chan Jing cast a spell to trap him into the dreamland. Healing his wounds, who knows that love will develop for a long time, it is clearly a false dream created by her own hands, which not only traps that person, but also traps herself.

How happy she is to be married to the person she loves, and how afraid she is. The deeper the addiction, the deeper the anxiety. She is afraid that this dream will come to an end one day. When the truth comes out, her Will the husband hold her in his arms again?

Now is the time to wake up from the dream, and everything has finally come to an end.He looked at the woman in front of him, his appearance was different, but those eyes that were full of love like autumn water were the same as before.They used to get along day and night, and they used to be in harmony. Those beautiful days she thought were just a dream made by her. How could the love in the dream be real?

She is not a human, she is a demon, she is not of my race, her heart must be different.In a trance, he heard his indifferent voice say to her, let me go.

The woman was not surprised, nor was she anxious or angry, she just watched him quietly for a while, as if she wanted to engrave his figure into her eyes.Then she showed a gentle smile and nodded in agreement.Behind them, the girl Chan You finally let out a smug smile.

The exit of the Illusionary World is a purple mist that seems to be condensed together. The road in the thick fog is very long but also very short. It seems that it will never end but it will be separated in an instant. When he smiled, that smile was as touching as when he first met him, and he was almost throbbing again.

However, at this moment, a powerful force restrained him and Chan You behind him.In astonishment, he raised his head, only to see Chan Jing walking forward with a strong smile. Following her light steps, it was as if a pen was dipped in cinnabar to draw on her forehead, and the beautiful vermilion patterns were drawn on her smooth skin. It spread rapidly, and also spread the wild demon power around her.

Because you don't want to let yourself go, why don't you just kill him?She...is really a demon.Amid Chanyou's unwilling growls, Shen Zhao thought so and slowly closed his eyes when he met his wife's slender hand.