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Tan Ping opened the window, and saw the sky was clear blue, dotted with white clouds, and he couldn't see the end at a glance. It was obviously different from the little darkness brought about by the erosion of the Nine Nethers at the end of the era, and he felt quite refreshed.
? Could it really be the early Middle Ages, during the reign of the Holy Emperor Qizhi? Could it be that he really went back to the past?
Yellow Beam Pillow, Yellow Beam Pillow Could it be just a near-real dream?
Surprised, doubted, confused and other emotions surged, Tan Ping saw a little white light falling from the sky, and when he got closer, he realized that it was a hype, and there was a vision.
"The holy emperor sacrifices to the heavens, and all the evils retreat!"
The loud shouts heard just now echoed again, and one after another of colorful clouds rose from the sky. They spread over and merged into a vast light path, and then the wind howled, and the raindrops fell. The immortal general passed by, mighty and mighty, with astonishing power, and every breath made Tan Ping feel ashamed.
After Fenghou and Yubo, bolts of lightning pierced the sky and illuminated the heaven and earth. Leihou and Dianhou escorted an imperial chariot and drove slowly, and the thunder after thunder sounded like the sound of greeting.
This imperial chariot is simple in shape, stained with bloodstains, with different colors and tyrannical will hidden inside, it seems that death will not rest in peace, the vicissitudes of vicissitudes fill the sky, and dragging the imperial chariot forward are nine horned dragons , with a nimble figure, and every inch of flesh and blood contained explosive power. Just seeing them, Tan Ping couldn't help but want to bow down.
There are bead curtains hanging around the imperial chariot, and a tall and majestic figure can be vaguely seen. The surrounding royal aura is solidified, surrounded by mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars. Tan Ping's eyes hurt just as far as he can see, and he can't help but feel pain. Dare to look directly.
This kind of aura, this feeling, is more terrifying than every fairy god I met when I was seeking immortality in the past, and it is more unfathomable than the Fenghou Yubo and Leihou Lightning Queen in front of me. Only the mysterious and unpredictable fairy on the pillow can compare.
Tan Ping lowered his head, not daring to look any further, he had a clear understanding in his heart.
If it was a dream, it would be impossible for me to imagine the aura of the Holy Emperor Qi!
What I saw just now is true, not an illusion or a dream!
I have really returned to the Middle Ages, back to the past, this is a great opportunity!
Here, although I am the location, I have an advantage that even a powerful man with supernatural powers can hardly match, that is, I know the future development and the inevitability of the future, and the secret is in my heart. Relying on this, it is not difficult to achieve something Albert, become a fairy and ancestor!
Regarding this point, Tan Ping is full of confidence. Although he was born in the twenty-eight realms of the Seven Seas, and his past history is separated from that of the Middle Earth, it has been two or three hundred years since he returned from the end of the East China Sea. There are many classics left behind in the North, and it is not difficult to know the main events and general trends of medieval history.
Thinking of this verse, he couldn't help but tremble all over, he only felt that the bright future of life was within reach, and a golden road was paved under his feet.
"Is this the 'protagonist treatment' mentioned in those novels" Tan Ping was thinking wildly.
When traveling in different sea areas, he read many vernacular novels that were handed down more than a hundred years ago in many cities and towns. It is said that they were hand-copied leftovers after the ball of universal knowledge of the world was broken.
After a full quarter of an hour, the high altitude had long since returned to normal, and Tan Ping woke up, recalling the history he knew, and seeing what opportunities he could seize recently.
"The holy emperor's sacrifice to the heaven must be in Longtai, Jiangdong. Even if this place is not close to the East China Sea, it must not be far away." He murmured to himself while thinking, "Donghai During the reign of the Holy Emperor Qizhi"
Suddenly, Tan Ping suddenly remembered something, and ecstasy appeared in his eyes:
"Miao Yan Palace!"
"Miaoyan Palace appeared once in this period of history, and there are many fairy secrets and treasures such as "Taiyi Longevity Sutra", "Taiyi's True Secret of Saving Suffering", "Qinghua Lingwen" and so on!"
The full name of the Miaoyan Palace is the Miaoyan Palace of the Oriental Qinghua Changle World, which is also the Taoist place where Taiyi saves the Kutianzun. Not long after Jiuyou disappeared, it only appeared once in the Middle Ages, during the reign of the Holy Emperor Qizhi.
Excited, Tan Ping paced back and forth, thinking to himself:
"I heard that big shots from the other side are everywhere in the past, present, and future, but I'm just taking advantage of it, and it won't affect anything"
"Don't dare to do this, don't dare to do that, isn't it a waste of opportunity?"
The apprehension was quickly suppressed, and Tan Ping set up the Dunguang according to the records in the classics, and went straight to Qingyan Mountain in the East China Sea.
This mountain is remote and desolate, near the end of the disappearing East China Sea. Even though Tan Ping knows the approximate range, he has no specific cognition.It took a full half a year to find the corresponding object, and searched for it according to the picture.
Looking at the scene of withered vegetation, low mountains and small islands, Tan Ping would not have believed that there was hidden the ashram of Taiyi to save the suffering, if he hadn't clearly known that this was the place.
While feeling emotional, he lowered his escape light and looked around for clues, for fear that it would be too late and he would have missed that period of history.
A few days later, Tan Ping was pleasantly surprised to find a mysterious valley, and when he stepped into it, mist emerged.
"It really is here!" Holding back his excitement, he kept moving forward in the mist, and walked for three days and three nights in the valley that seemed to be only a hundred feet long.
Suddenly, the fog dissipated, and Tan Ping's eyes lit up. He saw overlapping colorful clouds, purple air filled the sky, strange flowers everywhere, spiritual springs springing up from the ground, vegetation flourished to the extreme, full of vitality to the essence, and he immediately realized that he had arrived at home. Another world.
In the distance, there are majestic mountains, lush forests, and layers of palaces and pavilions, with auspicious lights rising from time to time.
Tan Ping took a deep breath, and the light flew up. He cautiously approached the magnificent palace and opened the door of the Miaoyan Palace, which seemed to be unlocked and sealed. Suddenly, a dark red and pitch-black twist appeared in front of him. The lake is like blood and filthy, full of the feeling of karma entanglement and death gathering.
And in the middle of the lake, a cyan lotus bloomed, with bright and clean petals, containing a strong vitality. On top of it sat a tall and thin Taoist wearing a bamboo crown and a water-blue robe, with his eyes closed and breathless. It seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, and it seems to have been sitting for a long time.
"Pharmacist Wang Fo is very active in this era, so Taiyi saved the suffering Tianzun and slept to avoid it?" Tan Ping was startled, almost sweating profusely, and did not feel in the mood to ask questions until he found that the Taoist was completely silent. .
He couldn't figure out the mystery of the other shore, so he respectfully bowed to the Heavenly Venerable Taiyi, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and said:
"The younger generation has no intention of offending Tianzun, but just came here according to the map, and stepped into this place by fate, and please don't blame Tianzun. If you are lucky enough to get something, you will worship Tianzun day and night. I dare not forget the great kindness."
As soon as he finished speaking, his heart throbbed suddenly, and when he raised his head, he saw Tianzun Taiyi save Kuku opened his eyes, and his breath diffused little by little.
Alive?
woke up?
Tan Ping felt like he was going crazy from fright, his whole body trembled, and his eyes turned black.
"I understand." A soft voice sounded in his ear.
What do you understand? Tan Ping looked blankly, but saw the changes of light and shadow around him, as if pieces were being peeled off.
"Ah!" He yelled, sat up suddenly, and found himself back in the cave, surrounded by old friends.
A dream?
A dream that can even imitate the aura of Saint Huangqi and Taiyi saving Ku Tianzun?
Amidst the amazement, Tan Ping found that there was something extra in his bosom. It was a bead exuding a little green light, and there seemed to be countless talisman seals inside, which were mysterious and unusual.
"What is this?" The girl in the pink jacket asked confusedly.
I don't remember Big Brother Tan having such beautiful beads
Tan Ping looked around, not knowing whether it was a dream or not for a moment, and he let out a sigh of relief when his friends talked about it, "This is the harvest of Huang Liang's dream"
Did the "dream" really go back to the past? Seeing Taiyi Save the Ku Tianzun?
"It's so amazing!" the man with sparse eyebrows exclaimed.
Tan Ping calmed down a bit, thought for a while and said, "Why don't you try it too?"
"Can we do it?" The girl in the pink jacket was both surprised and delighted.
Tan Ping smiled slightly: "Those who see each other will have a share, and the fate will be shared with each other. This is the best friend."
We can't hide this thing, let there be a rift between each other, or even kill people to silence them, right?
Amidst the unanimous sighs and thanks of the others, the girl in the pink coat lay down, calmed down, and fell into a deep sleep.
After a while, she woke up and shook her head blankly: "I didn't dream of anything."
Tan Ping looked at the pillow, only to see that it was dim in color and with obscure patterns, as if it had exhausted its strength, but the little glimmers of light gathered and were constantly recovering.
"It may take a few days before it can be used again." Tan Ping judged.
The man with sparse eyebrows nodded lightly: "Then let's talk about it when we get to Changmen Island."
Nagato Island? Tan Ping looked out of the cave subconsciously, and saw that the rainstorm had subsided, the dark clouds had dissipated, the moon and stars were sparse, and the whole world seemed to have been washed. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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