Cyber Daming

"Zou Sijiu, although you have successfully been promoted to Dream Master, I advise you not to be too small-minded."

A man whose face was covered with black mist spoke slowly, his voice was like the friction of stones, especially sharp and unpleasant.

"If you continue to be so ungrateful, sooner or later you will be abandoned by the will of Yin and Yang!"

"Are you the Jin Jun mentioned in Zou Zi's 58th Gongsun Yao's mouth?"

Zou Sijiu looked up into the air carelessly. He clenched his right hand and stretched it out of his trouser pocket. He raised it in front of him. A bunch of simple copper coins dropped from his open fingers.

Copper coins fell on the stone steps of the mountain path, making a tinkling sound.

As a Confucian scholar, Zhang Siyuan also knew a little bit about this traditional divination method. Although he didn't know what Zou Sijiu was at this time, he still couldn't help but curiously poke his head to see it.

But before he could see what the hexagram represented by those copper coins that fell to the ground, he heard Zou Sijiu say: "Did you see it? It has never loved me, Mr. Zou. Every day it predicts misfortune. I am not here." Are you still alive and well?"

Zhang Siyuan opened his mouth slightly in shock when he heard this, and looked at it carefully. The copper coins on the ground really showed a bad omen.

Is it really so evil? !

"If you are attached to Duxing Wuxu, your own luck and character will naturally be affected by Li Jun. He is a man of no choice and is destined to have no happy ending. If you associate with him, you will inevitably fall into arrogance, brutal hatred and countless vendettas. These hexagrams are warnings given to you by the will of Yin and Yang! Don’t you understand?”

Another Yin Yangxu from the East Palace opened his mouth, and what came out was a cold female voice.

"Zou Sijiu, you haven't repented until now. Do you really have to wait until the day when your soul is gone to wake up?"

"Others talk about advantages and interests when negotiating. On the contrary, you are always threatening when you open or close your mouth, and you don't even have a single good word to say."

Zou Sijiu shook his head and muttered to himself, then bent down to pick up the coins on the ground, put them back into his trouser pocket, and turned to look at Zhang Siyuan, who looked surprised and uncertain.

"Master Zhang, to be fair, am I really crazy?"

"Fortunately, I was even crazier than you when I was outside just now."

Zhang Siyuan said with a smile: "Actually, I don't think being crazy is a problem. The key is that you must not be beaten to death after you are done crazy. Otherwise, you will lose face and dignity and make people laugh."

"What I'm saying is, can you stop mentioning your father all the time? Can you tell me something that both of us brothers have?"

Zou Sijiu's sudden sensitivity made Zhang Siyuan obviously at a loss and confused.

"Did I mention my dad?"

"Aren't you going to mention it now?"

"It was fate that I was born into the Zhang family. What can I do?"

"Destined? Bullshit destiny!"

The two of them were quarreling with each other in a lively manner when Jun Jun's voice suddenly intervened.

"That's enough."

"Did you let the fuck talk?"

Zou Sijiu and Zhang Siyuan turned their heads at the same time and cursed in unison.

Zhang Siyuan stood up, stretched out the muzzle of his gun from his sleeves, and pointed it at Jun Jun in the sky.

Zou Sijiu raised his right hand, with his index finger touching his thumb, and a sneer on his face.

Bang!

The sound of gunshots and the snap of fingers were heard together.

The flames flying from the muzzle of Zhang Siyuan's gun penetrated through Jun Jun's body, and the agitated thoughts blew his robes, but did not cause any real damage.

Zou Sijiu, who snapped his fingers, suddenly froze on the spot, with a very embarrassed expression on his face.

"No, where are my people?"

Zou Sijiu murmured to himself. There was nothing behind him. Only the rapid mountain wind rolled up the gravel in the square. Where was the half-figure?

"Brother, don't be ridiculous, this is your Yin Yang sequence's home court. You don't want me to fight two against one, do you?"

Zhang Siyuan turned his head with the muzzle of the gun in his hand and looked complaining.

"It's not that he doesn't want to contribute, it's that he can't contribute now."

Standing in mid-air, Jun Jun said coldly: "The rules of the dream master are the blessings bestowed by Huang Liang's providence on those of us who serve. This dream has my rules [blood-forbidden cage], no matter what you two want to play, All tricks are useless here."

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Zhang Siyuan suddenly felt that his hand was empty, and his weapon suddenly disappeared into thin air without a trace.

"No, this is too unreasonable. Zi Buyu has strange power and chaos. No wonder Lao Zhang doesn't like you people so much."

Zhang Siyuan muttered, looking helplessly at Zou Sijiu, who had a gloomy expression.

"Brother Zou, is what he said true or false?"

Zou Sijiu was speechless. This was actually the first time he had fought against Yin and Yang Xu San in a dream. There was no precedent for distinguishing the true from the false.

But there is no doubt that the yin and yang sequence who is promoted to the dream master will be favored by the Huangliang dream and write a rule of his own.

At the moment, I can't call anyone out, and this feeling is not restricted by this dream, but comes from a higher level.

I'm afraid what the other party said is not a lie. This dreamland really cannot use force to show blood.

"[Blood Forbidden Cage]. Is there really someone writing such a fucking rule? What are you trying to do?"

Zou Sijiu cursed in his heart and sneered at Jun Jun: "Don't be so ridiculous, isn't it just that you can't fight? Then let's just chat. Can you still talk about us being dead?"

Zhang Siyuan on the side couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this, and looked at Zou Sijiu sitting on the ground in disbelief.

"Don't worry Xiao Zhang, it's not a big problem. The rules of Huangliang Dreamland are fair. We can't do anything, and neither can they."

Zhang Siyuan was stunned and said, "So everyone is just staring at each other? What's the big deal?"

"I didn't expect the other side to write such a tortoise shell rule."

Zou Sijiu spread his hands, looked at Zhang Siyuan who looked a little depressed, and comforted him, "Don't worry, no matter who built this dream, it will not last long to accommodate the four of us, and it will collapse on its own in a short time."

Zou Sijiu said easily, "Besides, aren't Lao Li and the others still outside? When he finishes dealing with the others, he will have time to dig out the bodies of these two people. They can't run away either, and we can get out."

"Okay."

At this point, if Zou Sijiu, the dream master, can't do anything, then let alone himself, he can only bow his head under the eaves.

Zhang Siyuan sighed helplessly, lifted the hem of his long gown, and sat back next to Zou Sijiu.

However, since his life was not in danger for the time being, Zhang Siyuan simply took things as they came, stretched out his legs, propped his elbows behind him, turned his head to look at Zou Sijiu, and asked casually: "Brother Zou, I see that each of the three dream masters of the Yin-Yang Sequence has his own rules, so what are yours?"

"【Boundless Dreams】."

A woman's voice came down from the sky, and she said with disdain: "But this dream is originally built in the Huangliang Youhai, so his rules are useless here."

"It seems that you have really done a lot of things to the Sheji Nongxu, and you even know about this."

Zou Sijiu said unhappily: "But who are you?"

"Eastern Palace, Nightmare Lord."

The mist covering the face dissipated, revealing the face of an ordinary woman.

The only feature is probably the white skin color that is creepy, as if it has never seen the sun all day long.

"The [Longevity of Heaven and Earth] that Zhao Mengze gave you before his death is also useless here."

Yan Jun said coldly: "Besides, this is not something you should master."

"So you also had a part in the Sheji raid on Tianque? They wanted to collect Wu Xu's genes and flesh and blood, and you wanted Zhao Mengze's rules. Right?"

"Why ask when you already know the answer?"

Wizard Jun did not completely dispel the black mist on his face, but revealed a pair of indifferent eyes without any emotion.

"Zou Sijiu, as long as you hand over both rules today, we can let you go."

"So this pit was dug specifically for me, Master Zou? You guys really put in a lot of effort."

Zou Sijiu laughed, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said contemptuously: "No one can do anything here, why do you ask me for money to buy your life? I also advise you to hand over the rules now, and when Lao Li catches you outside, I can persuade him to let you go, how about it?"

"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin."

"I will return this sentence to you, let's see who enters the coffin first and who cries first!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Zou Sijiu's face suddenly changed.

He clearly felt that the speed of time in this dream was accelerating rapidly, the stars in the distance quickly disappeared, the night faded, and then a red sun rose into the sky, drawing an arc in the sky, rising from the east and setting in the west, and then falling into the sky.

But in a blink of an eye, twelve hours had passed.

A strong feeling of fatigue that never stops day and night surged into Zou Sijiu's heart.

Zhang Siyuan, who was standing by, had a calm expression. He reached out and touched the stubble on his mouth, and was amazed.

"Is this your rule?!"

Zou Sijiu looked at the woman who called herself "Nightmare Lord" with a gloomy face.

"【Time flies like a shuttle】."

Nightmare Lord sneered: "Although this dreamland cannot be used, we can trap you here to watch the sun and moon change, and the mountains and rivers change. When the dreamland is broken, hundreds and thousands of years have passed here, which is enough to kill you alive."

"Who are you trying to fool here?!"

Zou Sijiu cursed: "We can't bear it, can you bear it?"

Shaman Lord said softly: "If you want to try, my husband and I can accompany you."

"You are still a couple, no wonder."

Zou Sijiu said angrily: "You are really fucking despicable!"

"Give over the dream master rules in your hand, we can unlock the dreamland, this is your last chance."

"Impossible."

Zou Sijiu refused without hesitation.

The essence of the dream master rules is actually the biggest "back door" in the Huangliang dream, which is the unique advantage of the Yin-Yang sequence in Huangliang.

Zhao Mengze once mentioned to him that the Zou Zi ranking formulated by the East Palace is the means they use to control the Yin-Yang sequence followers.

At the highest point of the Zou Zi ranking are some dream masters who control the Huangliang rules.

The so-called "back doors" used by the lower Yin-Yang sequence, except for some targeted, unique means embedded in specific dreams through preset means, the rest of the basic back doors are derived from these dream master rules.

Each set of dream master rules is unique and cannot be modified once written. It can be overlapped, but it cannot be offset.

And it does not recognize people, only the rank, so it can be transferred, gifted and authorized.

[Heaven and Earth Live Together] is the dream master rule that Zhao Mengze gave to Zou Sijiu.

And he was allowed to use this rule in the dream before, and he also got Zhao Mengze's consent.

"Zou Sijiu, have you thought it through? Are the rules more important than your life?"

Jun Jun advised: "After handing over the rules, you are still the master of the three dreams of Yin and Yang. And as long as you are willing to join the East Palace, we can grant you more rules to make you more tyrannical in the dream."

"Is this how you control the order of yin and yang?"

Zou Sijiu said in a contemptuous tone: "You took something that belonged to me and then lent it to me in return. You guys are really good at calculating!"

Nightmare Lord shouted coldly: "You have no other choice, Zou Sijiu. If you are a domestic dog, you still have a way to live. If you are a wild dog, you will definitely die!"

"You two parents-in-law are really a married couple. You want rules? Then wait until Master Zou turns into bones and come and fish for me."

"Zou Sijiu, you have just been promoted to Dream Master, and you still don't understand the complexity and horror of dreams."

Jun Jun said calmly: "We will ask you again after you have stayed in this desolate dreamland for a year."

After saying this, the figures of Jin Jun and Yan Jun suspended in mid-air gradually faded.

Just as they were about to disappear, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

"Wait a moment."

Zou Sijiu turned to look to his side and saw Zhang Siyuan tugging at his beard, his eyes full of tiredness.

However, in just a few words, it was clear that a long time had passed in this dreamland.

"Isn't it a bit unethical for you and your wife to hide away and make love while leaving our brothers here to stare at each other?"

Before Zhang Siyuan finished speaking, a head of flaming red hair appeared in his peripheral vision.

"Hehe, hehehe."

Zhang Siyuan suddenly laughed bitterly, with a face full of self-deprecation: "It turns out that I am the only one who is lonely."

"Don't be sad, brother, don't listen to the nonsense from the other side. How could they trap us in a thousand years? I dare say that it will only take a hundred years at most, and this dream will be broken. When you get through this, I will introduce you to The daughter-in-law whom I can see in my dreams will have a way to deal with it if I encounter such a situation in the future. "

Zou Sijiu comforted him warmly, but Zhang Siyuan suddenly jumped up.

"Dream Lord's rules, right? The Huangliang Dreamland is not only for you Yin Yang Order to play in!"

The wind and clouds suddenly changed with Zhang Siyuan's angry voice, and the alternating sun and moon in the distance suddenly stopped and coexisted in the sky. The sunset is like blood, covering the rivers and mountains.

Surprise appeared on Zou Sijiu's face. He felt that a huge authority was forcibly overriding the rules in this dreamland.

"The authority of Huangliang in Ruxu is actually in your hands?!"

Zou Sijiu exclaimed: "Why are you taking out this kind of thing now?"

"How can the life-saving means hidden under the box be revealed so easily?"

Zhang Siyuan obviously still had some resentment in his heart, and said angrily: "And I'm not sure whether they are coming for you or for me. If this is robbed, my father will kill me."

"You scholars are so thoughtful."

Zou Sijiu shook his head and no longer cared about this trivial matter. He looked at the two people in mid-air with a grin on his face.

"Come here, Master Zou, I'll beat this couple to death!"

boom!

Fiery flames and billowing smoke continued to billow in the magnificent Buddhist temple.

The high-pitched sword roar and the muffled sound of fists hitting flesh and blood were heard one after another.

Zheng!

A sword light soaring into the sky swept across and caused a bloody rain wherever it passed, directly piercing the wall behind the Buddhist temple.

Chen Qisheng, who was following behind the sword light, smashed the cracked wall with one punch. The dense firepower hit him head-on, colliding with the Dao patterns flying around his body, exploding into a dazzling spark.

The square behind the Buddhist temple here is filled with red-robed monks who are waiting in formation, with enthusiastic expressions, chanting Buddha's name, and raging flames gushing out from their hands.

A blue sky spread out behind Chen Qisheng, and the Wudang heroes appeared one by one and ran straight forward.

Although this group of Wudang heroes were using their bare hands, they were like tigers entering a flock of sheep. They tore the Monk camp to pieces in an instant. The smoke mixed with the strong smell of blood made people's hearts beat faster.

Chen Qisheng stepped into the air and stood up, looking down from a high position.

This temple stands like a forest of temples, stretching as far as the eye can see. The doors of each temple are open, and monks are constantly rushing out from there carrying various magical weapons, and they are constantly gathering towards the decaying battlefield.

Chen Qisheng's gaze was like a sword, piercing through the layers of pavilions, and finally saw the meaning of sitting on a high bed in the deepest part of the temple.

The monk has a solemn expression, sitting down and holding the seal under the canopy of treasures, and the treasure appearance is solemn.

But what was reflected in Chen Qisheng's eyes was clearly a mass of fat flesh that was constantly expanding and growing. Shiyi's head was stuck in a sea of ​​oil and blood, and the wisdom roots emerging from the center of his eyebrows were swinging wildly. It was indescribably weird and disgusting. .

"Humans are not humans, ghosts are not ghosts. Rather than begging for a living like this, you might as well die openly."

Shiyi's eyes burst out with ferocious flames and ferociousness, and he said angrily: "Chen Qisheng, what qualifications do you have to judge me here? If you were the one who took the wrong path today, how could you have the courage to risk your life?"

This kind of argument is meaningless, and Chen Qisheng has no interest in saying anything.

For him, when does he need others to judge the right and wrong of the path he is walking on?

At the end of the road, wrong is also right!

Chen Qisheng held the sword in both hands, with the blade facing downwards. Behind him, azure blue energy curled up, condensing into a huge dharma image, and his movements were the same as his.

The figure fell, and the long sword and the huge sword in his hand struck the ground at the same time.

boom!

The violent impact swept across and spread, washing over the blood-stained fists, drowning the firelight splashing from the magic weapon, and passing over the intertwined white robes of Wudang and the red robes of the monks.

The branch-like cracks spread rapidly, and the entire Buddhist kingdom exploded.

The vision in front of him suddenly darkened and then brightened again. The backlash of the piercing pain made Shi Yi scream and retreat violently.

Chen Qisheng's strength was somewhat beyond his expectations, but Shi Yi was not panicked.

Although the Buddhist kingdom was broken at the moment, as a person in charge of a Buddhist sect, he had more means than this.

But just when Shi Yi was about to mobilize the Buddha's thoughts in his body, something strange happened!

The wisdom in his skull suddenly lost control at this moment, and rushed out of his seven orifices, as if he wanted to abandon him and escape from his body!