Chapter 2548 Life Is Like a Dream Within a Dream

Life is like a dream, there is a dream within a dream

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye. Zhang Xing took Na Bao on a trip around the Holy Dragon Continent, meeting many old friends and leaving behind many cultivation inheritances.

Then they went to the Xuanwu Continent, and finally rode the Ancient God Ying to the Gods Continent. Starting from the first heaven, they traveled to the ninth heaven, and finally left the Heaven-reaching War Halberd to the Dragon Clan.

Now the Golden Dragon Divine Dragon King in the halberd has returned to the first place in the Divine King Realm.

This is also because Zhang Xing absorbed countless souls when he fought with the ancient gods in the starry sky.

The Golden Dragon God King gathered the dragon behind him and left the Nine Heavens, traveling among the stars to pursue the unfinished divine way of his previous life.

He has only reached the second step of the six steps of the God King Realm. There are still four steps left to reach his goal after rebirth.

Zhang Xing took Na Bao almost all the way to this world.

"Bao'er, I once told you that I come from the earth. Do you want to go back with me and have a look?"

Na Bao nodded: "No matter where you go, I will follow you."

Time flies, another ten years.

Zhang Xing returned to earth and his hometown.

But my hometown has gone through great changes, and things and people have changed.

Zhang Xing didn't care about these and took Na Bao to find his parents' cemetery.

, knelt down, kowtowed three times, and sprinkled a jar of wine.

Then he and Na Bao held a wedding in the new century style and chose an island to settle down.

After decades like this, Na Bao missed her grandfather again, so Zhang Xing took her back to the Holy Dragon Continent to reunite with Pratt.

Na Bao felt more comfortable living in Wanwu City. She told Zhang Xing that she didn't want to leave and she would stay by her grandfather's side for the rest of her life.

Zhang Xing smiled and nodded in agreement.

Time is like a thief, always stealing people's faces without them realizing it.

Na Bao couldn't resist the invasion of time, she became old.

After so many years of cultivation, she has never entered the divine realm. Zhang Xing said that because she has been sleeping in the artistic realm for four hundred years, it is impossible for her to reach that point.

Na Bao also tried to practice, but his cultivation seemed to be fixed at the peak of the holy realm, and he could not even reach the demigod realm.

Na Bao gave up practicing and was satisfied with Zhang Xing's life.

Grandpa Pratt also came to the end of his life the year before last, and passed away with a smile. His only regret was that he could not hold his great-grandson.

Zhang Xing and Na Bao have not had any children for so many years. Zhang Xing said that this is because his level is too high and he cannot reproduce.

Although Na Bao had a small regret, she also accepted this reality.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed, and both Na Bao and Zhang Xing have grown old.

That’s it.

Na Bao is really old, and Zhang Xing uses magic to change things, but Na Bao doesn't care and still smiles happily every day.

Neighbors envied Na Bao and often praised her for finding a good husband. Whenever they walked on the street, both adults and children greeted them warmly.

When it snowed heavily that year, the entire Wanwu City was covered with a thick layer of white.

Zhang Xing and Na Bao sat smiling, looking at the rockery in the yard.

"Zhang Xing, I am satisfied in this life. When I first met you, it was also the season of heavy snowfall. Do you think that rockery looks like the snowy mountain when we met as teenagers?"

"Like, very similar!"

After saying this, the two fell silent, still looking at the rockery.

After a long time...

"Zhang Xing, I know this is all fake!"

Zhang Xing was silent, with a painful look in his eyes.

"Actually, I didn't wake up at all. I am just a remaining soul. I know you tried your best.

I remember you once said that this world is full of rules, and you can control many rules, but some rules are beyond your control now.

I know you are explaining to me that if my cultivation reaches the divine realm, then you can resurrect me like Huarong. Unfortunately, I

Too weak…”

Na Bao said calmly, hugging Zhang Xing's arm tighter.

Zhang Xing was even more painful.

"Although I am just a remnant soul and will soon dissipate, I am still very satisfied. After all, I can still see you. After all, the life I have lived for so many years remains in my memory as if it were fake or real.

If I can open this memory in a certain reincarnation, I will look for you in the vast sea of ​​people. Will you still remember me then? "

Na Bao looked at Zhang Xing's painful eyes and two lines of tears.

Zhang Xing nodded vigorously.

Na Bao gently stretched out her hands to wipe Zhang Xing's tears.

"What if all this is fake? Isn't life just a dream? You have given me a lifetime of happiness, and I have realized it. This is enough. Don't be sad, don't be sad!"

The heavy snow seemed to feel their sorrow, and it fell heavier and heavier, piling up the rockery as high as a snow-capped mountain.

The two sat in the snow, and Na Bao kept talking, saying that she thought it was true...

One night passed, and in the early morning, the heavy snow stopped.

Na Bao closed her eyes in Zhang Xing's arms.

In the starry sky, Zhang Xing slowly opened his eyes. In front of him was a crystal coffin. The person in the coffin was Na Bao with a smile on his face.

"I... won't let you lose your soul like this, even if it's just a ten thousandth of a ray!"

Zhang Xing grabbed both hands and grabbed countless rules of power from the endless starry sky, wrapped them around the crystal coffin, and then put them into Shenlong Island.

"After you ask your mind, you will be in the realm of the Lord, the mortal world, the true state, and the world. I don't know which realm I can resurrect you in, but I will look for your soul that has disappeared between heaven and earth in every realm!"

With a determined look in Zhang Xing's eyes, he flew towards the ancient god's world on the basis of the ancient god Yingying.

In the following thousand years, Zhang Xing's figure appeared on countless planets

appeared.

His cultivation also broke through from asking the heart to dominating, and then soared all the way, and then from the mortal world, to the true state, to the final world state.

Fifty thousand dragons were also promoted to the state of return to truth by him in this thousand years.

Then let them travel around the world and create their own myths.

Xiao Guozi still rested on his shoulder and seemed to regard Zhang Xing as a very safe home.

Zhang Xing took out a scroll. There was a chessboard of heaven and earth in the scroll. His spiritual thoughts entered it, traveled through the long river of time, and came to the back of the old man who had almost been shaken by his roar.

The picture remained the same. The old man was concentrating on painting and did not notice Zhang Xing behind him.

Zhang Xing looked at the painting.

In the painting, a faceless woman is locked in an endless hell, with ten chains protruding from her body into the unfathomable abyss.

A chain extending from the woman's head between the eyebrows has the word Shuangling written on it, a chain extending from the mouth has no writing on it, and a chain extending from the throat has the word Youjing written on it.

The other seven chains are respectively written with the words corpse dog, lying arrow, bird's yin, swallowing thieves, non-poison, removing filth, and smelly lungs.

The old man's brush rested on the chain protruding from the woman's mouth, and he was unable to start writing.

"Who is this woman? Why do you want to lock up her three souls and seven souls?

Why can't I continue writing? "

Zhang Xing looked at the picture in confusion.

The old man is like a statue, always maintaining the same posture, as if he has maintained this posture for hundreds of thousands of years.

However, the hand behind his back was shrouded in brilliance.

He moved his fingers like flying, constantly calculating something...

But at this moment, Zhang Xing frowned and looked at the woman in the painting again.

Son, he suddenly felt that this faceless woman seemed a little familiar.

This feeling…

Zhang Xing turned over his hand and took out the crystal coffin.

Suddenly, the two souls and seven souls in the painting trembled.

The old man's deducing fingers suddenly stopped, and the hand holding the pen trembled. Poof...

The brush was stuck on the wordless iron chain, leaving a pool of ink stains.

"Nabo!"

Zhang Xing's face was as cold as ice.

Unexpectedly, the soul that I have traveled all over the world and searched for will appear in this painting.

"Why do you do this?"

Zhang Xing suddenly spoke.

The old man slowly turned his head...

Zhang Xing's pupils shrank: "The Faceless Emperor! A third-generation veteran of the Ancient God Clan.

Ancestor! "

The old man had no facial features, and there was only a gap between his eyebrows, which seemed to be an eye, but it was not opened at the moment, giving people an indescribable feeling of strangeness and fear.

"You're here after all..."

The voice of the faceless old man sounded from inside his body.

Zhang Xing looked at him with cold eyes and said nothing.

The faceless old man put down his pen and sighed: "You are a lover of love."

Man, I detained the two souls and seven souls of this woman, but it still failed to affect your state of mind, but made you stronger..."

Zhang Xing understood. It turned out that the third generation ancestor of the ancient gods had been planning and waiting for his appearance eons ago, and wanted to use Na Bao's death to affect his promotion to the God King Realm.

But he didn't calculate that I would use the power of rules to retain the soul of embryonic light among Nabao's three souls. Although it was only a ten thousandth of a trace, it was enough for me to go back to eons ago to find other souls.

"You have now reached the sixth step of the world, right?"

The third generation ancestor of the ancient gods asked.

Zhang Xing didn't answer him, stretched out his hand to roll up the painting, gave the third generation ancestor of the ancient gods a cold look, turned around and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the third-generation ancestor of the ancient gods smiled bitterly. His body decomposed bit by bit and soon turned into dust in time.

He was just a remnant soul that remained. Even if he existed in body and spirit, he was only in the fourth step of the mortal world, and was still destroyed by Zhang Xing's gaze.

"It's been fourteen hundred years, it's time for Na Bao to wake up!"

In Wanwu City, at Na Bao's house, Zhang Xing opened the crystal coffin and smiled softly.

Na Bao opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Xing.

"I seem to have had two dreams...This time it won't be another dream..."

The whole book is finished!

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