Chapter 1308

In the Xiangang continent, there are seventeen regions, and in the thirty ninth territory, there are hundreds of secular countries. It can be said that every city in this territory is actually a country.

With a country, there will naturally be a monarch, and with a monarch... There will naturally be a prince.

But compared with other countries, the 43rd city within the thirty-nine territory, which is called Zhao, is different from other countries. There... Is only one prince here.

No matter how the years pass, no matter how the monarch changes, the prince has never changed. No matter which generation of monarch ascends the throne, he will retain this tradition and be very polite to the prince.

Even if it is invaded by other countries, leading to the replacement of the royal blood, as long as it is not their own death to change the country name, still choose the name of Zhao, then everything will be as usual.

Therefore, a saying has been circulating in these forty-three cities since ancient times.

It's better to go against the royal family's rights than to provoke situ Fu.

This Lord's residence is situ's residence. Although its land area is not as big as the Imperial Palace, it is not much different. Its carved fences and jade masonry are luxurious, there are many bodyguards and more maidens.

Especially the song and dance girl, the prince of the state of fan likes to watch dance music, so he surpasses the guards and maids in number, which makes Miaoman women, yingyingyanyan, and human bliss everywhere in the palace.

Although the master was away at the moment, the whole palace was still full of laughter, singing and dancing, and the object of their dance was a teenager sitting in the hall.

This hall is like a palace, supported by 99 huge dragon columns, each of which is golden in color, and the dragons carved on it are lifelike. Even if it is close, you can vaguely hear the sound of dragon singing.

As for the ground, the stone bricks made of the best fairy jade are impressively spread out, making the hall immortal, not to mention the light source in the 99 dragon columns and the faucet mouth

Those light sources, impressively, are jewels, which contain amazing breath. It can be imagined that if they were outside, any one would cause countless monks' madness.

Here, it's just a light source.

The whole hall looks vast and magnificent. At the same time, the teenager sitting in the first place is helpless.

The boy was dressed in fancy clothes, frowning and sitting on a luxurious seat of gem meditation. The two rows of bodyguards below him looked firm, had good cultivation, and were more cold and resolute in their eyes. But if you look carefully, you can see that they all seemed to pay attention to the boy.

It seems that as long as the boy said a word, they could draw a knife for him and kill all sides.

In the large hall between the two rows of bodyguards, hundreds of singers and dancers are dancing, and hundreds of musicians are playing beautiful music. All this makes this place only have the word extravagance to describe.

However, no matter how moving Qu Yue's dance was, the young man's eyebrows were always frowned. Seeing this, the bodyguard standing in the front turned his head to the singers and dancers and spoke faintly.

"Change!"

As soon as their words came out, these singers and dancers leaned back one after another, and then... Another group, like fairies, came from outside and continued to dance.

Seeing this, the young man sighed that he was Chen Qing.

After following situ here, situ taught him a magic power. This magic power has no name, but according to situ, it needs to undergo all the tests of the secular world before it can be cultivated into a true fruit.

So, from the day after he came, the test began.

Rare wine in the world, the best food in the world, countless beauties in the world, and endless wealth. There is also a word that can decide the life and death of others.

Everything that countless people dream of is in front of him, waiting for him to practice

At this moment, in his helpless practice, no one noticed in the hall. I don't know when there were two more figures, a man and a woman, which were Wang Baole and Wang Yiyi.

Both of them looked strange to varying degrees.

"Baole, your senior brother's practice... Is a little special."

"...." wangbaole didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, he reluctantly opened his mouth.

"Master situ, I think he has a purpose to do this. Maybe this is a test of the heart of Tao."

"You seem envious?" Wang Yiyi asked casually.

"Everything that passes is vanity." Wangbaole smiled calmly, glancing over the singers and dancers, looking at the young man sitting in the distance, his eyes showing softness.

After a while, he withdrew his eyes, took a deep breath, turned and walked out.

"Let's go."

"Don't you see me?" Wang Yiyi followed and asked.

"There is always a time to meet." Wangbaole smiled and walked out of the hall. Wang Yiyi smiled, looked back at the boy sitting on the chair, and turned around to leave here with wangbaole.

And in their figure, the moment they walked out of the hall, young Chen Qing suddenly looked up and looked at the empty door of the hall. It was clear that there was nothing there, but he somehow had a feeling that something important to him was going away at the moment.

Wang Baole left. Accompanied by Wang Yiyi, they walked on Xiangang continent, went to Jidong mountain, watched the sunrise there, went to Jixi sea, and watched the sunset there.

I went to the forest in the far north, where I picked a vine called soul pull, and went to the plain in the far south to sprinkle a flower called dream around.

Finally, they returned to the starting point, that is, under the first bridge of Xiangang continent. Here, wangbaole weaves a corolla of the vine led by the soul and wears it on Wang Yiyi's head.

"Take care of yourself, because my past and future are compiled by you."

Wang Yiyi was silent, stared at Wang Baole for a long time, and nodded. In Wang Baole's waving, she turned and walked away. After walking more than ten steps, she turned around and saw the back of Wang Baole sitting cross legged.

After taking dozens of steps, and then looking back, it's the same.

Until she walked a hundred steps, a thousand steps, ten thousand steps... She turned her head many times until the figure in her eyes was blurred. Wang Yiyi sighed lightly, touched the soul on her head, led the Ivy, and gradually disappeared.

Under the first bridge, at the moment, only Wang Baole was sitting there with his knees crossed, holding a jade slip in his hand, which recorded a magic method.

This method is called dream way.

For the friars in the third step of the realm, the method of dream Tao is mysterious and difficult to comprehend, while for the fourth step, it is simpler. As for the fifth step of the realm of cultivation, which can be used for all dharmas, it takes only a moment to practice this Tao.

In an instant, Wang Baole had realized that a hazy meaning slowly appeared on his body, which became illusory, as if he were asleep, as if he had a dream.

The dream world is a starry sky. There is a red fog in the starry sky. There are 108 universes in the fog, one of which... Is the place where his dream began.