Chapter 285 No One Gives

The surrounding darkness and emptiness gradually receded, first the outlines of the mountains reappeared, and then the colors of the vegetation appeared.

Opposite Li Banfeng stood a man in the grass. His head was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, forming a triangle. His nose was half a foot long, covering his mouth and hanging directly to his chin.

The father-in-law of the train blew the whistle and said: "Friends passengers, the creature in front is called Mengxuan. His original body is a dream-eating tapir, a tenth-level dream cultivator!"

Li Banfeng was shocked. The weirdo across from him actually had ten levels of cultivation.

He knew a lot, and his heart was in his throat at this moment.

If it were anyone else, he would probably lose his mind. In the normal concept of Puozhou, the tenth level is the top level of cultivation and is an insurmountable existence.

"It's not easy to fight!" Mr. Train blew the whistle, "Mengxiu is different from other cultivators. His true form can enter other people's dreams. If we fight with his true form in dreams, how much loss do you think we will suffer? "

As he spoke, the tenth-level dream cultivator had disappeared.

Father-in-law Train continued, "He changes at will in the dream. He can turn into plants, trees, birds and animals. It is unclear whether he is near or far, where he is, or when he will take action." ,But……"

Before he finished speaking, Tenth Level Mengxiu suddenly appeared next to Li Banfeng, ready to pull Li Banfeng off the back of the train father-in-law.

Li Banfeng was completely unprepared and didn't even have time to react.

The tenth-level Mengxiu reached out his hand, and when he was about to catch Li Banfeng, a smile appeared on his triangular face.

His smile flashed and quickly disappeared because his face was covered by the soles of the train father-in-law's shoes.

"But what can we do?" Mr. Train kicked Tenth Level Mengxiu in the face and continued what he just said, "Can't we just be faster than him?"

Boom!

The tenth-level Mengxiu flew out directly, and his body was embedded in the rocks on the mountain.

Father-in-law Train ignored Tenth Floor Mengxiu and flew forward with Li Banfeng on his back.

"Passenger friends, you have had a hard journey, and the terminal is almost here. This train will present you with a song "Train Ballad" to relieve your fatigue during the journey."

While he was talking, hundreds of people appeared around him, surrounding Mr. Train in the center.

"Are these tenth-level cultivators?"

"Some are more than that," Mr. Train walked forward with long strides, singing a nursery rhyme as he walked:

"Running on flat ground, crossing mountains and rivers, wheezing and puffing out smoke,

Add coal and water and let's hit the road. Once the train starts, its power is boundless.

Bridges are crossed, holes are drilled, iron wheels roll over dangerous passes,

We are not afraid of thousands of difficulties and dangers, and we can travel through thousands of rivers without any mistakes. "

The father-in-law on the train ran forward while singing nursery rhymes.

A bull-headed cultivator with a pair of horns stopped in front of Mr. Train. It was obvious that he was very scared.

But there is no other way. With this contribution, he is qualified to compete for the land god.

Father-in-law Train sang a song and walked away from the cow head.

By the time Niutou came to his senses, Father Train had already gone away.

Niutou turned around and glanced at the back of the train father-in-law, and then exploded into a ball of flesh and blood.

Is this the skill of watching flowers on horseback?

Li Banfeng could not see any consumption or fatigue in Mr. Train.

There was another group of strong body cultivators blocking the road ahead, and Mr. Train stomped hard.

boom!

Li Banfeng first felt the ground shaking, and then felt a ringing in his ears.

Rocks came like rain, and blood flew everywhere. The body cultivators immediately fell to the ground, and Mr. Train walked over on their bodies.

Li Banfeng glanced back and watched the smoke and dust rising into the sky, as if forming a cloud.

Is this a journey through thousands of rivers?

"Attention passengers, we are about to pass through a tunnel!"

Li Banfeng looked forward and saw only rocks and cliffs, not a tunnel.

"Brother, there seems to be no road ahead."

The train father-in-law looked a little solemn: "There was a road originally, but some ruthless people came and blocked the road."

While talking, Mr. Train glanced at the sky.

Li Banfeng then looked up and saw a woman in white hovering in the sky.

Mengqian!

The father-in-law of the train did not stop and rushed straight to the rock wall, shouting: "Let's go!"

On top of the rock wall, a cloud of smoke and gravel rose up, and a tunnel appeared that ran through the mountain.

Is this the sixth level skill?

Is this cutting off paths and opening up paths?

Is the technique so powerful?

The train father-in-law gasped and said: "The place has changed. We have entered the woman's dream. This time the consumption is indeed a bit high."

As he spoke, the rocks on both sides of the tunnel quickly moved closer to the middle, as if the wounds were about to heal quickly and the tunnel was shrinking rapidly.

"Open!" Mr. Train shouted again, and the shrinking tunnel was enlarged.

"Lower your head!" Mr. Train shouted, and Li Banfeng quickly lowered his head.

The moment the train rushed out of the cave, the cave closed instantly, almost trapping Li Banfeng inside.

Mr. Train laughed and said, "It's really dangerous. If I run a little slower, you'll be completely stuck in the mountains."

Li Banfeng was very curious: "If I die in my dream, what will be the consequences?"

"That means he is dead, and the rest of his body has no soul." Mr. Train replied very briefly.

Li Banfeng looked around and saw a large number of vines and thorns appearing around him. The two of them were now in the thorn bush: "Are you still in that woman's dream?"

"Still here," the train father-in-law sounded the whistle, "Friends, passengers, the train is speeding up!"

call!

The wind blew, and the thorns cut his face like a knife. The train rushed all the way. Li Banfeng didn't dare to lower his head. He had to observe the boundary of the dream at any time.

Meng Qian, hovering in the air, frowned.

She usually didn't have much expression, but this time the opponent was too strong. The train had already run to the edge of the thorn bush.

Meng Qian waved her slender sleeves, and the range of the thorn bush began to expand rapidly.

In Meng Xiu's dream, Meng Xiu had a strong dominant power. The thorn bush represented the range of the dream. If the physical strength allowed, Meng Qian seemed to be able to expand her dream infinitely.

But the premise is that the speed of the dream expansion can be faster than the speed of the train.

In front of the train, there were not many thorns left.

Some thorns, which had just grown vines and had not yet grown thorns, had been stepped on by the train.

Meng Qian sweated, bit a strand of her hair, threw off her long sleeves, and tried her best to extend the dream.

The train was running faster and faster, and had already rushed to the edge of the dream.

Meng Qian gasped, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she fell to the ground, holding her chest.

She failed.

She failed to stop the train.

The opponent's strength was too strong. Even if she was the leader of dream cultivation, even if this was in her own dream, she was no match for the train.

"Woo woo~" The train blew the whistle, "The terminal is here, brother, are you ready?"

Li Banfeng had already seen the dream boundary.

"Brother, won't you go with me?"

"I can't go, my body is in Neizhou." The train slowed down.

"Brother, I'm leaving." Li Banfeng jumped up and rushed to the boundary.

The train stretched out his hand and widened the border.

Although he was not very familiar with the crazy old man, Li Banfeng felt a little sad when he really parted.

Perhaps there will never be such a congenial person in this world.

"Brother..."

"Let's go quickly." The train master was also a little reluctant to let go of Li Banfeng.

Bang!

Li Banfeng hit the boundary line and didn't get through.

The train master smacked his lips, the scene was a bit awkward.

Meng Qian had already chased him from mid-air. Although this was beyond her dream boundary, as long as she was still in the dream, Meng Xiu had absolute control.

The peerless beauty rushed to Li Banfeng who was lying on the ground and was about to pick him up.

The train master shouted: "Break!"

As soon as the voice fell, a rock wall broke out of the ground, and the peerless beauty hit the rock wall head-on. She grabbed the rock with both hands and slid down with a fairy spirit.

The skill of breaking the path and opening the way can open the way, but also cut the way.

Taking this opportunity, Li Banfeng climbed up from the ground, using the footwork taught by the train master, plus the skill of walking unimpeded, and hit the boundary line of the dream.

His figure disappeared.

The train master smiled, put away his skills, and looked at Meng Qian on the ground.

Meng Qian tidied up her torn clothes and messy hair, and continued to be expressionless and lazy, saying to the train master: "It's not easy for me to open an inn, why do you make it difficult for me?"

The train master smiled and said: "It's not easy for my Taoist sect to have a good disciple, and it shouldn't die here."

Meng Qian shook her head and said: "It's because they knew he was a talented person in your Taoist sect that they invited him into Meng Qian Tower."

The train master nodded and said: "Then use this Taoist talent to trick me out of the train's skills."

Meng Qian sighed lightly: "What are they going to do, It's not something I can control. As long as his real body is still in Mengqian Tower, don't run around. He will be fine. After they allow him to leave, they will naturally let him go. "

"Girl, stop talking nonsense," the train master laughed, "his real body is not in Mengqian Tower, otherwise you wouldn't have to spend so much effort to chase me.

Also, let me tell you one thing. This disciple of my Taoist sect can leave whenever he wants. He doesn't need to wait for anyone's permission. The good boys of my Taoist sect don't have the habit of looking at other people's faces."

...

A whistle woke Li Banfeng up. Li Banfeng opened his eyes and found that he was still on the train.

Train...

Train!

"Why am I still on the train!" Li Banfeng thought he was still in a dream. When he looked around, he found that the passengers around him were looking at him with strange eyes.

What kind of train is this?

It's definitely not the train master.

This has a front, a carriage, and a window.

The building outside the window is only a few meters away from the carriage.

This is a train that can pass through the alley.

This is the train of Heishipo.

Am I back to Heishipo?

My body has always been in Heishipo?

Or is it still a dream?

When they arrived at the station, the conductors changed shifts and talked to each other.

"Is that man here again?"

"Yes, it's the third day. He must have gotten on the first bus. At night, he will take the night bus."

"Should we kick him off the bus?"

"Why should we kick him off? Give him 200 yuan for the fare, and he doesn't need to make a change. Just let him sit here."

...

"Little brother, you finally woke up. You have been sleepwalking for the past three days. You have been sitting on the train here every day. We can't wake you up."

"Master, what happened? Are you sick?"

Several magic weapons kept asking questions, and Li Banfeng asked them to calm down.

In his ears, he could hear a faint song:

"Running on flat ground, crossing mountains and rivers, puffing and smoking,

adding coal and water, we are on the road, the train has unlimited power once it starts,

crossing bridges, drilling tunnels, the iron wheels rolling through dangerous passes,

We are not afraid of thousands of difficulties and dangers, and we can travel through thousands of rivers without any mistakes. "

Brother?

Li Banfeng stood in the carriage and looked around, but could not find the source of the sound.

He also vaguely heard someone talking to him:

"Brother, you are already out,

Keep the train and don’t give it to anyone. Even if one day I come to you and ask for it, you can’t give it to me.

Mark my word, I leave it to you. "

PS: Traveling Grandmaster, Ban Feng owes him a debt of friendship. Does he still have a chance to escape from Neizhou?