Great Dao Ji

Task?

Chu Fan shook his head in his heart, feeling an indescribable feeling.

The last time he came to this 'Dream of Royal Power', he had guessed that someone was behind it. Now he knew that he was not the only one who came to this 'Dream of Royal Power'.

With the addition of this mission, the suspicion in his heart became even deeper.

What do the people behind this want to do?

But his doubts were destined to remain unanswered. Instead, the invisible light curtain in front of him changed again:

[Chu Fan (the identity of the dreamer is Chu Da)]

[Cultivation: The third level of external training, martial arts: Snake Step, Exhalation Technique, Gumen Xinyi Fist]

[Dream Land: The First Year of King Quan]

[Main mission: one year of blood exchange]

The concise data panel made Chu Fan feel more inconsistent.

Could it be that the person behind this dream of royal power is also a Daxuan man?

"Exchange blood"

After the doubts, there was urgency. Chu Fan knew that the martial arts system in the king's dream was divided into three levels of external refining of muscles, bones and skin, and three internal refining of viscera, marrow and blood.

Exchanging blood is the beginning of rebirth, and it is also a necessary condition for condensing the seeds of true energy. It can be said to be a link between the past and the next.

At this step, there are hundreds of enemies.

If you want to complete the blood exchange within a year, it is obviously impossible for you to practice slowly.

"Ada?"

At this time, there was a cry.

When Chu Fan came back to his senses, he saw a young man in a green shirt walking slowly into the courtyard.

The young man has a peaceful aura, a face as white as jade, bright eyes, and a long beard neatly combed under his chin. He is full of bookishness but has an indescribable sense of unruliness.

But Chu Fan knew that although this young man looked only thirty years old, he was already fifty years old, because this man was his master, Fan Zimin, whom Jiang Shili called a 'flattery'.

"Master."

Chu Fan responded, walked out of the room, and saluted respectfully.

"You have made rapid progress in the past year or so. Internal training seems to be not far away. If you can reach the point of exchange, I will accept you as my disciple."

Fan Zimin's eyes lit up slightly.

He picked this disciple up from the homeless. His progress was not fast at first, but he suddenly became enlightened more than a year ago. In just one year, he reached the third level of external training. He can be regarded as the fastest progressing among his nominal disciples. .

"Thank you, Master."

Chu Fan quickly thanked him.

He is still very grateful to this master, and the inheritance of a Qi channel is also very valuable.

A master of energy, he can break through heavy armor with a snap of his fingers, and can cross a river with a stride. He is a master who can run rampant across a state, and his status is extremely high.

The fact that I can catch his eye is probably closely related to the boxing skills I have learned for several years.

"Pack up a few things and go out with my teacher to collect news. In recent years, there have been no good books published. A few commonplaces have never been spread."

Fan Zimin stroked his beard and shook his head gently.

Some people are fond of martial arts, some are lustful, some are fond of wealth, and some are fond of food. He only loves reputation. Whenever he hears his written and summarized deeds spread from other people's mouths, he feels an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

This sense of satisfaction even surpasses the formation of his own Qi veins.

"yes."

Chu Fan twitched the corner of his mouth and nodded in agreement.

There was nothing to pack. Less than half an hour later, Chu Fan had already followed Fan Zimin out the door.

"Master, where are we going this time?"

Seeing Fan Zimin pulling out two BMWs with horses eight feet tall at the shoulders and fluttering manes, Chu Fan knew that he was going on a long trip this time.

He is fully aware of the value of dragon horses. The Fan family's more than ten dragon horses cost more every day than dozens of servants, and Fan Zimin does not allow others to raise dragon horses at all.

Those who serve these 'Master Ma' are nominal disciples like Chu Fan.

They eat eggs and fodder, drink boiled mountain spring water, and the disciples are required to use their inner strength for massage every day. Such treatment is naturally called "Master".

Fan Zimin would not be able to lead a dragon horse when he went out for a while.

"Let's go to Zhongzhou."

Fan Zimin got on his horse and said softly: "I heard that the Holy Son of the Six Hell Demon Sect has come down the mountain, and he will probably go to Zhongzhou."

"Zhongzhou."

Chu Fan's heart moved and he got on his horse.

He has been serving this dragon horse for more than half a year, and of course it will not be thrown off.

The city is prosperous, but outside the city is desolate.

This was Chu Fan's first time out of the city in more than a year, so he felt a sense of freshness. However, not long after, looking at the unburied corpses lying on the roadside, the freshness was replaced by a sense of heaviness.

Phew~

Fan Zimin casually flicked it, and a ray of energy swept across more than twenty meters, killing a wild dog in the grass on the spot.

Chu Fan looked carefully and saw that the dog had a human bone in its mouth.

"Let's go."

Fan Zimin looked calm, as if he was used to it. Chu Fan smiled bitterly in his heart, but he could only follow.

As soon as I came out, I realized the vastness of Jingshan. Riding a horse is different from taking a high-speed train or an airplane. With such a true perception, the distance is no longer a number.

Riding a horse and sword, traveling around the world, this kind of life is something Chu Fan has never experienced before. Here, there is no nine-to-five job, no pressure on mortgage and car loans, and a kind of freedom from the inside out allows him to Feeling comfortable in my heart.

Except for the thighs, which are really unbearable.

Along the way, Fan Zimin began to truly teach Chu Fan martial arts, especially a set of breathing skills practiced on horseback. The more tiring and strenuous this set of 'moving skills' was, the greater the progress.

Chu Fan was so immersed in practicing that he didn't even feel the hardship of sleeping in the mountains and traveling.

On this day, the two came to Qingzhou and heard bursts of noise as soon as they entered the city.

"The devil is so hateful that he actually killed Haoran Changjian, Ke Mengfan, and Ke Daxia in broad daylight! It's outrageous for both humans and gods!"

"It's pitiful that the lifelong hero Ke Daxia has ended up like this, miserable, miserable, miserable!"

"The wind is blown away by the rain and the wind, which is sad and lamentable."

The entire Qingzhou Mansion seemed to be discussing the same thing, but for most of them it was just a matter of conversation, and there were only a few who really felt sorry for it.

"What? Ke Mengfan has been killed?"

Fan Zimin's expression changed slightly, and he jumped off the horse: "Ah Da, watch the horse and find an inn to wait for me. I will come as soon as I go as a teacher."

"Master"

Chu Fan was about to say something, but Fan Zimin was no longer around. He could only lead two horses to find an inn and stay temporarily.

After a hard journey, Fan Zimin was also generous with his actions. Of course, Chu Fan would not treat him badly. He boiled three large buckets of hot water to wash away the hard work along the way, and ordered a table of good food and wine.

After drinking a glass of sake, feeling the movement of his internal organs and his renewed body, Chu Fan let out a long breath:

“Good wine!”

"Young Master Chu's life is free and happy."

At this time, a chuckle came from outside.

"kindness?"

Chu Fan moved his wrist and grabbed the long sword beside him.

Phew~

Qi Jin broke through the window and flew in. A stunningly beautiful girl in white clothes was already sitting opposite Chu Fan.

"Jiang Shili?"

Looking at the girl in front of him who had a different appearance and temperament, but whose tone of voice was very familiar, Chu Fan couldn't help but blurt out.

"Did you recognize your sister?"

Jiang Shili covered his mouth and chuckled, his voice sweet and gentle.

"How did you find me?"

Chu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still wary.

"With the six-door intelligence system, isn't it easy to find someone?"

Jiang Shili flipped his wrist, and a booklet fell in front of Chu Fan: "You followed Fan Zimin all the way, and you haven't seen this before, right?"

"This is"

Chu Fan took a look and saw three big characters on it: Weapons Manual.

"This is the weapons catalog arranged by the Dafeng imperial court. It records many masters under the divine lineage. Your master Fan Zimin is ranked thirty-one on the land list."

Jiang Shili tapped the table lightly.

"Master is only ranked thirty-one on the Earth Ranking?"

Chu Fan was shocked. During his journey here, he had seen Fan Zimin take action, and a village of thousands of people was destroyed by him alone. Such tyrannical force was only thirty-one?

Involuntarily, he opened the weapons manual.

At this sight, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were fixed on the second number on the first page:

[Second on the Earth Ranking, Blood Demon An Qisheng]

"Which An Qisheng?"

Chu Fan couldn't help but lose color.

This name was too familiar to him, not to mention that he had been rescued by it twice, and that Xuanxing was the most popular person on the Internet these days.

Just the piece of locust wood he picked up, which seemed to be the locust tree token that allowed him to become a dreamer, was enough for him to remember his name deeply.

"What do you think?"

Jiang Shili asked back.

Her heart was far from being as calm as she let on. As a member of the Six Gates, she knew very well how tyrannical the second on the list was. He was simply an enemy of ten thousand people.

The "people" in this "ten thousand enemies" do not refer to ordinary people, but to the elites of the army who are well-trained and have internal strength, and can defeat ten or even dozens of people with one person!

But this is not the scariest thing.

But what she saw through the six-door intelligence system

“Incredible”

Chu Fan's heart was beating wildly, that Mr. An was so tyrannical?

He didn't know what the concept of being second on the Earth Ranking was, but his master Fan Zimin was already so tyrannical, and he was only thirty-one on the Earth Ranking, so he knew how terrifying it was to be ranked No. 2 on the Earth Ranking.

If calculated based on the internal strength he brought back, wouldn't that Mr. An be invincible?

No, this Mr. An is already invincible.

"There are more than 320 registered dreamers in Daxuan territory. A small half of them have never been exposed to boxing and a large half are practicing martial arts. However, not all of these 300 people are at this time."

Jiang Shili thought for a while and then told some secrets.

"Wha, what do you mean?"

Chu Fan was confused.

"The previous census and inquiry of dreamers did not force the dreamers to tell their secrets, but it was not without gain. The dreamers still talked a lot about things that were not of immediate interest to them."

"That is, time."

Jiang Shili spoke slowly: "Although they are all called "The Biography of King Quan", you and I are in the first year of King Quan, and some people are in King Quan for two thousand years, and some people are even in King Quan's three thousand three hundred years. Year!

Hard to believe, right? This dream is a legend that has spread for more than three thousand years. Maybe it is not a certain person we think! "

"ah?"

Chu Fan was a little confused. Compared with intelligence, he was too far behind Jiang Shili, who had a country as his backer.

I couldn't even say anything, I was just shocked.

At this time, he was somewhat grateful for his cooperation. Not to mention the future, at least for now, the benefits of cooperation with the government were obviously greater.

"According to artificial intelligence big data speculation, the real opening of this dream world should be 3,300 years from now."

Jiang Shili said, with an indescribable expression on his face: "We, the group of people in the first year of kingship, don't seem to be favored."

"In other words, in some aspects, it fails to meet the requirements."

Chu Fan frowned immediately: "Are we a group of people who are not favored?"

"You can also say that"

Although he didn't want to admit it, Jiang Shili couldn't help but sigh and replied: "If what I expected is true, you must have received the mission."

Chu Fan nodded dullly.

"In the past two months, I have come into contact with many dreamers. As far as I know, everyone has received a task, and if they fail to complete it, they will lose their status as dreamers!"

Jiang Shili's eyes flashed brightly: "Then, completing the task may be the time when we truly enter the 'main line', which is the time when the kingship will be 3,300 years later."

The air is crisp in autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the breeze is gentle.

On a mountain top, An Qisheng sat cross-legged, overlooking the clouds and mist, with a little nostalgia.

He does not have the power to create the world. This dream world is the summary of everything he has seen and heard in the Jiufu Realm, and the gathering of all spiritual imprints. It is what he gained from walking around the world and hiding the world in his heart during the last thirty-three months in the Jiufu Realm. .

And the age of kingship 3,300 years later is the intersection of dreams for people from both worlds.

"Mr. Monster, why don't you send everyone to the meeting point instead of doing this in vain?"

The blue soul boy flapped his wings and was a little confused: "Is it because these people are weaker?"

An Qisheng gave it a lot of freedom. It can perceive all dreamers through dreams, and convey An Qisheng's mission.

Real-time monitoring.

"Dreams are the reflection of the soul and the manifestation of divine will. If the soul is not perfect and the divine will is lacking, the dream will have flaws. It has nothing to do with one's own strength, but only has to do with the heart."

An Qisheng's eyes were flowing down, and many pictures were reflected in them. Every move of all those who fell into the dream flowed through his heart:

"Gu Changsheng was paranoid, Gong Qingzhu lacked character, Jiang Shili had an unfortunate childhood, Chu Fan saw his girlfriend die in front of him, and there was a shadow in his heart, Lu Shiping was selfless and sent his son to jail

These people have more or less flaws in their souls. It doesn't matter when they are ordinary, but when they encounter nightmares, they will suffer from them."

The blue soul boy lay on the clouds and mist, holding his chin with his hands: "So, Mr. Monster wants to help them? But, what do you want me to do?"

"The hurt in the human heart is nothing more than resentment, love and separation, and not being able to ask for anything. If you have experienced enough, you will naturally not care."

An Qisheng's voice seemed as misty as clouds, and the person disappeared:

"You have the ability to understand written messages and have seen a lot, so you should know what to do."

It is said to be the third day of the Wan Gen update, but in fact, almost all Wan Gen updates are coming this month.