Black Moonlight just wants to soar

Having said that, the task is ultimately to be done.

Yun Lijiu dragged Mu Jiangyin up, and dragged her into "Dangyouyou's Third Dream"

【Dangling leisurely three more dream】

All around is empty, only a little light in the center.

Mu Jiangyin moved slightly in his mind, and he automatically approached the light in the center.

In the bright place, old man Tianji was sitting in a wheelchair, surrounded by thick blankets. His clothes had been changed, his hair and beard had been cleaned up, and he looked handsome and handsome. It could be seen that when he was young, he He is a rare handsome man.

Mu Jiangyin knelt down and saluted: "Master."

Old Man Tianji took out the scroll from the bamboo tube next to him and unfolded it in front of the two of them: "That ghost has harassed me in this painting for a long time. You can help him resolve his resentment and let him reincarnate as soon as possible."

Without saying a word, Yun Lijiu jumped into the picture scroll;

In the painting, there is a man with a handsome figure, white clothes and long hair, with a sword hanging from his waist, becoming the most eye-catching existence.

Elder Tianji asked, "Ayin, why don't you go in?"

Mu Jiangyin pointed to the man who appeared the most in the long scroll, and asked, "Master, when I enter this painting, do I still want to experience his story with that ghost?"

Old Man Tianji said: "Naturally, that ghost lived for 38 years, you have to stay in this painting for 38 years. Don't worry, no matter how long the time is in this scroll, it's just a dream. In him, experience what he experienced, and you can better understand his remnants."

Mu Jiangyin said: "Oh, just to understand the experience, I can just watch it outside."

Old Man Tianji was startled, and saw Mu Jiangyin raised his hand slightly, and the black long sleeves slid along his arm, revealing his flawless white wrist.

The ink lotus on his wrist was lifelike, and it bloomed layer by layer on his wrist, like broken stars falling to the ground. The blooming ink lotus slipped from his wrist and fell to the ground, spreading and spreading like a smoke screen.In just a moment, Mo Lian soaked up the space.

Clouds of smoke escaped from Mo Lian and filled the air.

The mist turned into the shape of a mirage dragon, the dragon's tail connected to the scroll, and the dragon's head opened a rectangular curtain in the air.

The curtain was pure white, and a huge picture gradually appeared on it. The people in the picture were much larger than in reality.

Mu Jiangyin waved again, and Mo Lian transformed into two spacious and comfortable chairs.

The chair is made of leather, which looks very soft and comfortable. There is a hole in the handle on both sides, and I don't know what it is for.

Mu Jiangyin lay on that chair, moaning comfortably.

He pressed the armrest on the right side of the chair, and the chair automatically stretched and contracted. Mu Jiangyin adjusted a comfortable posture, half-lyed on the chair, patted the chair next to him, and said to Old Man Tianji, "Master, come here." Let's watch a movie together."

Old Man Tianji: ...

"I have something to do as a teacher, so let's go first. You and your senior brother will come to me after finishing this matter." Old man Tianji would not watch a movie with his younger generation, let alone sit next to Mu Jiangyin, That's too outrageous.

Mu Jiangyin didn't care much when he saw that Master wasn't coming.

He asked Mo Lian to edit the important and exciting content of this scumbag's 38 years, and condensed the duration into two hours.

Mo Lian grows in Mirage Dragon Labyrinth all year round, and there are many demons in the illusion.Although it is not smart enough, it can't be troubled by such trivial things as editing pictures and synthesizing sound.

Soon, Mo Lian had finished tidying up.

On the huge screen, the blooming ink lotus peels off layer by layer as the title, and turns into ink threads and spreads out, revealing the real story.

Go straight to the topic at the beginning:

It was in a small village at the junction of the demon world and the human world. Two teenagers watched the sunset and made a wish.

"We will be together forever, never apart."

Mu Jiangyin: Well, it turned out to be a childhood sweetheart.

One of the two teenagers was tall and handsome, and the other was delicate and weak.

Weak teenagers call each other "Brother Cheng", and tall and handsome teenagers call each other "Young Brother".

The two spent many years together, watching the moon, counting the stars, chasing birds on the grassland, and catching fat and big mandarin fish in the clear river.

In the year when 'Young Brother' was 16 years old and "Brother Cheng", the two strayed into the Demon Realm and encountered a demon bull.

The two are just mortals, even if they encounter the lowest monsters in the demon world, they are close to death.

When they finally escaped from the devil world, looked at each other and smiled under the moonlight in the world, and celebrated the rest of their lives, "Brother Cheng" first proposed: "Young brother, thanks to your cleverness this time, otherwise we will be buried in the devil world. I Wang Cheng never wants to be separated from you in this life."

"But...there is no banquet in the world that lasts forever, and we will be separated after all."

"I don't want it!" Wang Cheng said decisively, "Be smarter, think of a way, let us be together forever!"

An Qing couldn't think of any way out.

He is 16 years old this year, and his family has already talked about a marriage with him, but because the woman is still young and his mother-in-law loves his daughter, they haven't gotten married yet.

The two families agreed that when their daughter was 18 years old, they would greet her at the door.

In this world, there is no relationship other than husband and wife that can grow old together.Even if they are husband and wife, they will often split up and break up halfway.

Apart from becoming a husband and wife, An Qing couldn't think of any other way to be together forever.

But this sentence, he can't say.

He could only look at Wang Cheng silently.

Wang Cheng also looked at An Qing, their eyes interlocked for a long time, Mu Jiangyin thought it was the prelude to a kiss scene.

As a result, Wang Cheng said: "Let's become brothers with different surnames. In this way, we can live together forever and live together forever."

Facing Wang Cheng's proposal, An Qing hesitated.

He doesn't like to be united with his brother, it's a vow with his wife.

But under Wang Cheng's urging, although he was unwilling, he still got up, rubbed the soil with Wang Cheng as a gift, burned incense and prayed, and became brothers.

Just when the two made the oath of "not to be born in the same year, the same month, the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month, on the same day", Wang Cheng suddenly cried out "ah", and fell to the ground, his limbs twitching uncontrollably.

"Brother Cheng, what's wrong with you, Brother Cheng?" An Qing was taken aback. He rushed to hug the trembling Wang Cheng, and held him down with all his strength, trying to calm him down.

But in the end it was all in vain, Wang Cheng broke free from An Qing, fell to the ground and convulsed for three days and three nights, Wang Cheng, who was quite tall at first, almost lost his human shape due to the sudden pain.

With his back on his back, An Qing found a medical clinic in the city, and took out his small savings to ask the doctor for treatment.

The doctor in the city only took one look, then his expression changed drastically, he shook his head and chased away people: "Go, go! This is a dirty thing from the devil world, don't stay here!"

An Qing refused to leave. He hugged Wang Cheng and almost cried: "Doctor, can it really be cured?"

The muscles on the doctor's face were trembling slightly: "It can't be cured, this is a nightmare! Immortals will die if they touch it, let alone a mortal... Send it back and wait for death."

When Mu Jiangyin heard the word "Nightmare", his hands couldn't help shaking.

For mortals, there is no cure for the nightmare. It seems that it is destined to be a tragedy.

Thinking of the hardships that Yun Lijiu suffered when he fell into the nightmare, Mu Jiangyin couldn't help but sighed softly.

The plot in the screen was still playing, when An Qing heard the word "Nightmare", Mo Lian gave him a close-up shot.

An Qing's face was magnified infinitely, with fear and terror in his eyes, he bit his lip so tightly that he didn't even feel his lip was bitten.

In the end, he silently picked up Wang Cheng who had fallen on the ground, and walked outside.

An Qing is going to the Demon Realm to find the antidote to the nightmare.

Immortals can't understand, and demons can't understand either.

He is a mortal, it was pure luck that he strayed into the Demon Realm last time, but now if he wants to enter, it is impossible to break through the natural barrier of the Demon Realm.

An Qing hesitated at the entrance of the Demon Realm, and when he saw Wang Cheng having another nightmare attack, falling to the ground and twitching in pain, he finally made up his mind.

He made a deal with the witch at the junction of humans and demons. He melted away his own human bones, and used a dead demon bone to reshape the demon bone, thus falling into the devil.

Seeing this, Mu Jiangyin exclaimed in a low voice.

Humans, demons, and the three realms of heaven all have natural barriers.If you want to break through the enchantment, you need to cultivate to the state of transforming gods, so that you can travel freely between the heaven and the earth without being trapped by the enchantment of the three realms.

But Mu Jiangyin knows how difficult it is to cultivate to become a god.

As a serious devil with pure devil bones, he has to go around to grab opportunities to cultivate alchemy, but An Qing is just a mortal, using the devil bones of dead devils. After he falls into the devil, he may not be able to return to the human world in this lifetime.

At this moment, Mu Jiangyin couldn't help but worry about this young man named An Qing.

Unknowingly, he saw God.

After An Qing fell into the devil, she finally entered the devil world smoothly with Wang Cheng who was haunted by the nightmare.

After inquiring about the Demon Realm, they decided to try their luck at the birthplace of the nightmare—Mirage Dragon Maze.

Of course, An Qing didn't really walk into the mirage dragon maze, and he couldn't even touch the mirage dragon.

He is just an ordinary demon now, and he has not even reached the Qi refining period. He just walked to the edge of the mirage dragon maze with Wang Cheng on his back, when he was trapped in the black lotus quagmire.

When An Qing found himself stuck in the quagmire, he threw Wang Cheng out of his back.

But with such a force, he sank even deeper, and the mud buried him directly to his waist.

He turned his head and shouted at Wang Cheng who was still able to move: "Brother Cheng, brother Cheng, pick up a branch and give me a hand."

Wang Cheng looked left and right, and there was indeed a big tree around, but there was a boa constrictor entrenched on the tree, stalking it.

He couldn't go up, and couldn't catch the branches, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

An Qing knew that she couldn't do it, so she said goodbye to Wang Cheng: "Brother Cheng, leave me alone, let's go..."

But Wang Cheng refused to leave, and just yelled on the spot: "Young brother, young brother, you can't die...you can't die, what will I do if you die..."

The quagmire slowly swallowed An Qing, first her waist, then her shoulders, and then her neck.

An Qing knew that he couldn't survive, and he knew that if he didn't say some things, he would have no chance.

He turned his head, looked at Wang Cheng, and finally plucked up his courage: "Brother Cheng, actually... I have always liked you. You... What about you? Have you ever liked me?"

Wang Cheng's face was full of shock. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak.

The quagmire engulfed An Qing's chin, mouth, and nose bit by bit...

The moment his nose was submerged, a blue light flashed across the sky, indicating that someone came with a sword.

The man came very quickly, and before he could see the figure clearly, he had already fished An Qing out of the swamp.

When An Qing landed in a safe place, the cultivator stood firm, frowned slightly, and asked, "You are an ordinary demon, what are you doing with a mortal in Mirage Dragon Maze?"

Mu Jiangyin also saw the monk's face clearly at this moment, and couldn't help making a low sound.

That's a magician, it's Peng Man!

Mu Jiangyin knew that Peng Man had only been to Mirage Dragon Labyrinth once 800 years ago. He took a closer look at Peng Man. On the big screen, Peng Man looked very young, with a pink complexion and bright eyes. He was very innocent. Like today's calm and sophisticated.

An Qing told Peng Man why he came here, and Peng Man frowned slightly: "Although the nightmare originated from the mirage dragon maze, it is only the mirage dragon mist and black lotus that cannot be made into a nightmare. There are no you here." If you want the antidote, let’s go.”

An Qing thanked Peng Man, and prepared to take Wang Cheng away and go to other places to inquire about news.

But at this moment, Wang Cheng threw himself at Peng Man's feet. He kowtowed and begged, "Please tell me, my lord, how to get rid of the nightmare."

Peng Man said, "I don't know." But he was too young, and the expression on his face gave him away.

Seeing that kneeling down and begging was ineffective, Wang Cheng grabbed An Qing, and they both bowed to Peng Man again and again.