Chapter 964 Dream Hall

"Shall I move here?" Zhu Minglang asked.

The God Empress Xuanwu shook her head, and said to Zhu Minglang: "I'm arranging some things, and there is no need to have any direct conflict with them right now."

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay here to help you get rid of them?" Zhu Minglang said seriously.

Although Xuanwu, the Queen of God, has a high cultivation level, they are still weak on their side. It is not an easy task to pull these immortal ruffians from Longwei Mountain, especially Xuanwu must consider Longwei Mountain. integrity.

"I can handle it well. If I need your assistance, I won't be hypocritical. After all, I am only in charge of this place for you, and you are the master of this place." Xuan Wu said.

"Okay, but I want to know more about this stranded girl. After all, she is the first believer I officially accepted." Zhu Minglang said.

"It's not difficult. You must have mastered the ability to examine the three souls in your dream. You can try to summon that god in your dream." The God Empress Xuanwu said.

"Actually, I'm still not very familiar with this ability." Zhu Minglang said.

"I will assist you, I will follow you into your dreams." Xuan Wu said.

"good."

The stranded woman was in a coma for three days, and the immersion in the sea of ​​nothingness eventually caused great damage to her body.

On the fourth day, she was able to feed herself.

She fell into a coma all day, and at night, Xuan Wu explained the situation to her, but the stranded woman kept looking at Zhu Minglang involuntarily. Obviously, after the formation of the god-serving contract, she also noticed this special bond.

"We need you to fall into the dream with us and use the dream to judge the sinful god." Xuan Wu, the Queen of God, said to Xuan Wu.

"Gods?? Can you judge the gods??" The woman obviously couldn't believe it.

"God Fuchen, God Xuntian, this is his authority. At that time, we need you to confront one of the souls of that god. At that time, you only need to state the facts. If you want that god to get what he deserves As for retribution and punishment, we should talk about it as calmly as possible, otherwise the statue of Mengtang will not be able to make heavenly punishment." Xuan Wu, the Queen of God, said.

"As long as he can get the retribution he deserves, I can do whatever I want!" said the woman.

"What's your name?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Caiyou." The woman said.

"Caiyou, if you are not ready, we can wait a few more days." Zhu Minglang said.

"No, I'm ready!" Caiyou said with certainty.

Looking at her firm eyes, Zhu Minglang recalled the perseverance and unyielding she had when she would rather have her own neck cut off than say the name of that god

"Okay, let's start." The God Empress Xuanwu said.

Saying these words, God Empress Xuanwu gently placed her palm on Caiyou's forehead.

There was a wisp of fragrance that wafted inexplicably, and then Cai You fell into a deep sleep, and Zhu Minglang also felt sleepy in the fragrance. Sitting on the chair, he supported his head with his hands, and slowly fell asleep. closed his eyes.

After God Empress Xuanwu let Caiyou fall asleep, she also sat on the other side of Zhu Minglang, supported her head with her hands, and entered the dream hall.

Sure enough, the first dream was not Dream Hall.

At this time, the dreams of the three people communicated with each other through the seal of the servant, and the first thing they entered was the dream of the queen Xuanwu.

The God Empress Xuanwu is in a sacred mountain surrounded by fairy mansions. At this time, she is obviously a young girl in her prime. She is leaping over the towering pavilion wall in the torrential rain, like a free-spirited green luan.

She had a bright smile on her face, even though the rain had wet her hair and clothes.

But suddenly, one after another towering giant mountains rose from the ground, blocking her flying in the vast sky, and each of those giant mountains turned into people standing shoulder to shoulder with the sky, those people either had expressionless faces, or Stern and cold, they kept repeating a sentence:

"You must not live up to our expectations of you!"

"You must not live up to our expectations of you!"

Every sentence is as heavy as nine days of thunder, shaking people's heads so hard that they are about to split apart.

These people must be Xuanwu's family members, elders, and masters. Every time they say it, Xuanwu will fall down. In the end, the romantic rainy day becomes extremely dark, and the mountains are towering. The backs of the cold relatives, the young girl Xuan Wu, lost in the woods, trapped by such mountains one after another

was given high hopes.

At the same time, it also brought extremely heavy oppression to her inner world.

This dream was a bit depressing, and Zhu Minglang did not expect that Xuan Wu, who was always dressed in black phoenix clothes, was so mature and calm because of the burden of youth.

The dream is like a page of calligraphy and painting, slowly turning over.

This time, it was in Caiyou's dream. This dream was colorful. Zhu Minglang saw that Caiyou was wearing a young girl's red robe with a belt around her waist. He has a tall figure, his hair is tied up high, and he stands upright, holding a red black bow in his hand.

The two wings of the black bow are phoenix tails, and she has a bit of satisfaction on her cheeks. She is pulling the bowstring again and again, and using the sound of the bowstring to bounce back, she plays a light and interesting rhythm.

Seemingly finding this particularly interesting, Caiyou found several other longbows and put them together.

Using the strings of the longbows arranged together as the strings, Cai You began to play, and Xiao Zui'er also hummed the tune.

And just when she got carried away, a tall figure slowly approached, Caiyou immediately panicked when she saw the person coming, and hurriedly hung the longbow back to the bow stand.

"I'm sorry, father, I'm playful." Caiyou took the initiative to admit his mistake.

I saw that tall figure was holding a big shield at this time, and then hammered on the big shield with his fist a few times, making a sound like drumming, and said with a simple smile: "If you don't practice bows, you must be a Why doesn't the great luthier stop playing, I'll come over and play the drums for you!"

"My mother always told me that when the enemy comes to our door, we can't play a song to make them leave. Only bows and arrows can drive them away." Caiyou said.

"Hahaha, your mother is always too harsh on you, it doesn't matter, with your father and I, those villains are all pulsed outside the Zixingzhai, you can learn whatever you want, even though your archery skills are also very good Excellent, you will definitely become a goddess of bow and arrow in the future, but if you prefer strings, it will also bring joy to all of us." The tall figure said.

"Bows and arrows, I like them too."

"Then learn all of them. We, Caiyou, are extraordinary talents, and we are very good at learning everything."

The dream turned over gently again, Caiyou lying on that bed, a tear slipped from the corner of his eyes again in his deep sleep

The third is Zhu Minglang's dream.

The dream hall must be based on Zhu Minglang's dream, he is the God of Fuchen.

However, Zhu Minglang's first dream was not a dream hall either. He stood in a forest full of broken and rusted swords, waving the sword in his hand to the sky again and again. Looking less than ten years old, every long sword is a bit too heavy for him, and those small palms need to use all their strength to hold it tightly.

Beside Zhu Minglang, there is a young Bai Canglong, the Bai Canglong is polishing its claws, and practicing to swoop down from the air to knock down the enemy.

The young Zhu Minglang and the young Bai Qi are both practicing hard.

Suddenly, a woman's cold voice came from an invisible place behind Zhu Minglang.

"Why is this white dragon still there?"

"Perhaps it is also very lonely. Bai Qi is very obedient. During the days when you are not around, he is always with me." The young Zhu Minglang replied.

"It can't stay here." The woman said coldly.

"Why?"

"It will abolish your cultivation." The woman continued.

"No, no, I didn't sign a contract with it, and I won't become a dragon shepherd, let Bai Qi stay, I will redouble my efforts to practice swords, I will succeed, I will definitely succeed With the wind as the gravel, I will sharpen all the rusty swords here. Next time, when Aunt Xuehen comes back, I will definitely be able to reach this sword state, as long as I let Bai Qi stay here with me." The young Zhu Minglang said in a hurry .

"No, it has to die!" Suddenly, a figure flashed out. The woman held a snow-white sword and slashed at the young little white dragon fiercely!

At this moment, Zhu Minglang was suddenly awakened! !

Zhu Minglang was covered in cold sweat, he looked around the room, and then saw the God Empress Xuan Wu looking at him in bewilderment.

this dream

It's all too real.

After all, this scene was actually in Zhu Minglang's memory.

But at that time, under Zhu Minglang's begging, Zhu Xuehen agreed to let Xiaobai stay, and because of this, Zhu Minglang never left the Abandoned Sword Forest for a whole year, just to achieve the goal of using wind as gravel. Sword realm.

However, for some reason, Zhu Minglang dreamed of this scene more than once. He dreamed that Zhu Xuehen was about to kill Bai Qi with a sword at that time, completely cutting off his path of becoming a dragon priest.

It was as if Zhu Xuehen really possessed some kind of incredible ability to travel back to the past and forcibly change his own destiny.

"Your teacher is very powerful." The God Empress Xuanwu said softly after a while.

Zhu Minglang nodded.

He has long been aware of this.

Concubine Zhu died under the curse of the servant god, and the god she served should be Zhu Xuehen.

The relationship between her and Zhu Xuehen is not sister at all, Zhu Huangfei may just be Zhu Xuehen's servant.

Therefore, Zhu Tianguan also mentioned when Zhumen fell into the disaster of the sparrow wolf god that there is a god behind Zhumen, but this god has an extremely cold temperament!

"Don't worry about these things, let's continue." Zhu Minglang shook his head, not thinking about this too confusing matter for the time being.

"Hmm." Xuan Wu didn't ask any further questions, but just silently remembered this woman in her heart.