I have a book of salvation

Chapter 848 Thousands of disasters, forged my soul (6.6k two-in-one)

"Dream, wake up."

So at that moment, when the voice sounded, all questions could be answered.

Yu Chen and Wen Qitian were in the distance, looking at what happened suddenly, they suddenly realized.

——From the moment they landed on Jiujingzhou, many things happened that were abnormal, strange and unreasonable.

For example, the completely illogical Qi refining level of Jiujingzhou; for example, Nanke seems to be cheating; for example, the sudden appearance of Nielong Plain; for example, the avenue of heaven and earth in this world that Wen Qitian cannot feel... everything, Neither follows any basic rules or logic.

But what if it doesn’t need to follow rules that only govern the truth in the first place?

Dreams themselves are illogical.

It's like the sky is falling and people can only die.

But in dreams, you can even push him back.

——If everything is a dream, then everything becomes reasonable.

"So you understand, right?"

Wen Qitian said: "I just said that Nanke will never lose when facing the source of the demon, because it is not yet time for him to lose - the real ending is now when he defeats everything and his long-cherished wish comes true. , giving him the deepest and most painful despair and grief.”

After a pause, Wen Qitian frowned: "It's just that I don't understand. Although this is just a dream world, it takes a lot of energy to maintain it for decades - his teacher, or the six-fingered old man behind the scenes. What kind of hatred do you have to torture and imprison a person like this? After all, no matter what the dream is like, no matter how fancy it is, it will not affect the reality at all. "

After hearing his words, Yu Chen suddenly raised his eyes!

A flash of inspiration.

"call……"

He let out a long breath, "I think... I probably know why all of this is."

He looked at Wen Qitian and said: "Brother Wen, the purpose of the existence of Jiujing Continent...or the Thirty-Six Continents is to provide food for the ancient immortal lineage.

What you may not know is that their food is not whole grains, gold, silver or iron ore, nor is it any natural or earthly treasure. Their food...is people.

Many years ago, the Three Realms collapsed, and they trapped countless creatures in the Eastern Wasteland and deprived them of their desires.

But such a soul and energy without desires and ups and downs are equally tasteless to the ancient immortal.

So in the end, they returned human desires and obsessions, but perhaps they themselves did not realize how terrible human beings who always have desires are - within ten thousand years, the awakened human beings, together with the remaining forces of the Three Realms, completely destroyed the lineage of the ancient immortals. They had to hide in this vast extraterrestrial chaos. "

After briefly talking about the ancient history, Yu Chen took a deep breath and said: "So what I can confirm is that the current lineage of ancient immortals, even if they completely rule and suppress the thirty-six continents, will not repeat the same mistakes. . Before coming here, I thought they would erase the will of all living beings on Jiujing Continent and make them prisoners who do not know how to resist, allowing them to be slaughtered.

But I was wrong, they didn't do that - how to make countless creatures full of resistance, full of blood, full of hope and anger, but at the same time completely unable to threaten them?

They probably thought of a way - dreams.

If living beings are stuck in a dream all their lives, in the dream they are knights galloping in the rivers and lakes, powerful princes, emperors above ten thousand people, masters hiding in the city, or even descending from heaven to earth. Immortals - in the long years, they will be angry, painful, happy, desperate, and change.

Their souls will become delicious, rich in thousands of layers, and extremely delicious.

To them, everything is real.

But for reality, everything is just a dream.

Just like Nanke, he had a dream. In the dream, he was a general commanding thousands of troops, killing all over the world and eradicating demons. In the eyes of the ancient immortal, his soul should be delicious and full of nutrients. "

Yu Chen told his guesses one by one. Although there was no evidence, Wen Qitian suddenly realized it!

He was shocked and continued: "——But no matter how powerful and powerful you are in the dream, when you wake up from the dream, a mortal is still a mortal?"

Yu Chen nodded: "But their souls have actually experienced all kinds of suffering and thousands of disasters, so they are dazzling and crystal clear."

"The lineage of the Ancient Immortals...are very good at making calculations!" Wen Qitian clenched his fists and looked gloomy.

He believed that humanity and the ancient immortals were in conflict with each other by nature, and that there was nothing wrong with them fighting each other until death.

But Nanke's dreams and soul were played with so much, so insultingly, so frivolously.

He couldn't accept it.

"Now that we've woken up from the dream, it's time to take action - these guys bring despair to others, so what if despair and powerlessness are their turn?"

Having said that, Wen Qitian took one step and was about to take action.

But this time, Yu Chen stopped him.

"Sir, what does this mean?" Wen Qitian was puzzled. He looked at the desperate and angry Nanke in front of him and said, "Even if this is a dream, the pain Nanke suffered is real. I... …I can’t bear it.”

"yes."

Yu Chen nodded, looked at Nanke, looked at the soul that was as dazzling as the sun along the way, and he said: "Although this Yunmeng world is a dream, even though all experiences are false, his soul is real. , I think he will definitely be a good general.

So if he can survive this final despair, if he wants to be a general, I will let him be a general; if he wants to command thousands of troops, I will let him command thousands of troops; if he wants to protect the world, I will let him He got what he wanted! "

Yu Chen firmly stopped Wen Qitian again, "-but the premise is that he can carry it through and bring all the qualities he possesses from illusory dreams to reality."

Wen Qitian was silent.

He didn't know Yu Chen's true identity, so of course he felt that the other party's words were exaggerated, even... arrogant.

But after all, it was Yu Chen who asked him to accompany him, and the other party had helped him save his life, so he still stopped.

Wen Qitian looked over and sighed, "But can such despair really be endured?"

Yu Chen raised his head and said, "Let's wait and see."

And as the two people looked over.

Still in stalemate.

As the protagonist of this dream, Nanke has no opponent in his dream—not even the source of demons in the Dao Fruit Realm can kill or defeat him.

So as the creator of the dream, the final mastermind, the transcendent dream weaver, the six-fingered Taoist has the power to dominate everything in the dream.

Of course, Nanke is also included.

So since the six-fingered master appeared, the aura on his body has been infinitely powerful and cannot be described in words.

The hundreds of thousands of remaining troops were completely unable to move under the pressure of this terrifying aura.

Nanke, same thing.

But the six-fingered old man was not in a hurry, without any urgency or gleam.

He looked at Nanke's face in disbelief, extremely angry, sad and painful... countless negative emotions, but he only felt enjoyment.

——It's as if an extremely delicious dish is placed in front of you, and few people will swallow it whole in one breath.

Taste it slowly and enjoy it carefully.

"What's the meaning?"

After a long time, Nanke asked these words.

The voice was hoarse, as if it was squeezed out of the throat.

After hearing this, the six-fingered old man had nothing but endless enjoyment on his face.

"What do you mean? It's just the literal meaning. Is it difficult to understand?"

He picked his ears, looked down, shook his head and said: "——This is all just a dream.

Whether it's the Da'an Dynasty, Nielongyuan, Ten Thousand Demons Cave, or the source of the demons - although I don't know why those adults set that look as the final villain of all.

But it doesn't matter, a dream is a dream - in this dream, only I and you are real. "

After a pause, he looked at Nanke who looked in disbelief, and waved his hand: "Don't you believe it? It's okay, it's normal, many people don't believe it - but next, I will make you completely believe."

After that, he pointed at Zhou Zhou.

In an instant, the cold corpse came to life instantly, and the wounds on the chest healed instantly.

Standing up, happily surviving the disaster, he looked at Nanke: "Teacher, I..."

But before he finished speaking, the six-fingered old man pointed one.

Bang!

Zhou Zhou's whole body was shattered into blood mist.

He pointed again, and hundreds of thousands of remnant troops around him were instantly shattered. The sky was filled with endless bright red, covering the entire Ten Thousand Monsters Cave.

Looking at the astonished Nanke, the six-fingered Taoist seemed to like to see such expressions and reactions. With another wave of his hand, countless blood mist reunited and transformed into their original appearance.

But they haven't had time to be happy yet.

The next moment, the six-fingered master stretched out his hand, and they all disappeared - completely disappeared without any warning, just like the countless evil dragons that originally appeared out of thin air.

"Still don't believe it?"

The six-fingered Taoist looked at the dull Nanke, waved his hand and said, "In that case, my good disciple, just keep an eye on it."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand.

Boom!

The whole world moves with it!

An extremely majestic and terrifying imperial city appeared at the feet of the two of them.

In the imperial city, countless mortals were horrified. In the palace, an old man wearing a dragon robe was confused.

"This is the emperor you protect."

The six-fingered old man stretched out his hand a little, and with a bang, the emperor exploded to pieces.

"This is Da'an that you protect."

With a flick of his hand, the entire imperial city was reduced to ashes, and countless creatures were turned into powder.

"This is the world you protect."

With a snap of his fingers, the sky of the entire world collapsed, the earth shattered, and tens of millions of living beings disappeared into ashes.

"And this is the demon you hate so much."

The six-fingered old man raised his hand again, and the countless monsters that had been wiped out were reborn on the spot, their claws and claws fierce!

Then, together with the entire heaven and earth, it was destroyed into ashes and buried in nothingness!

——With a wave of his hand, the whole world is like a sandbox, being played with at will. Life and death, prosperity and decline, existence and destruction, all seem to be in his mind.

"It's all a dream, my dear disciple."

The six-fingered Taoist looked at Nanke who finally understood everything, and concluded with great enjoyment: "From the beginning to the end, your efforts, your hopes, your sufferings, everything about you... is just a dream of Nanke. "

At that moment, looking at the endless nothingness, Nanke's whole body was like a sculpture, desperate and angry.

"Why-what-what?" He bit his lip and asked with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"Why?" The six-fingered Taoist looked startled, and his eyes showed a hint of anger that he had never seen before: "You ask me why? I also want to ask...why?!"

Then, his eyes narrowed and his face was distorted: "I am a deity with great supernatural powers! But I was sent to raise the spirit pond, day after day, year after year, weaving dreams for you, watching you dream, and doing it for you Harvest the dream, never leave the spiritual pool! You ask me why, I also want to ask why? Why do you do such boring things day after day? "

But suddenly, he let out a long sigh and shook his head: "But I can't change it. The people in heaven can kill me with just one thought! Since I can't change, I can only adapt - in these endless years of withering, I will... The only joy is probably you. Every time I watch you, the emperors, generals, demons and ghosts wake up from their dreams, losing everything and falling apart in pain."

After a pause, the six-fingered old man grinned, sickly and crazy: "——So, good disciple, you ask me why? It's probably... for fun, right?"

After that, he looked down at Nanke: "My good disciple, roar, cry, curse, vent all your anger and unwillingness, and then be stepped into the quagmire by me, collapse and die.

My dear disciple, my master has high hopes for you, so please hold on a little longer - your senior sisters and brothers collapsed too quickly, and you have disappointed your master too much. "

Then, as if to satisfy him.

Nanke picked up the sword and began to resist and vent.

The golden giant sword was lifted up by him and slashed down high!

But the infinitely terrifying golden sword energy was unable to touch any inch of the six-fingered old man. Then it suddenly disappeared into ashes.

The old man patted Nanke's whole body into a pool of blood mist.

Then, Nanke was reborn, grinning with pain all over his body.

——Although it was just a dream, the pain was not fake at all.

Nanke was unmoved, raised his sword and charged away again!

The golden sword instantly surged ten thousand times, as if it was smashing the entire world into pieces!

But facing the six-fingered old man, he was easily bounced away. With a finger, Nanke's whole body was wiped out into ashes again.

"That's it..."

The six-fingered Taoist took a deep breath, with a look of morbid joy and enjoyment on his face: "That's it, don't stop, make my good disciple completely despair again and again..."

Nanke did as he wished.

After resurrection, he came to kill again. The golden sword penetrated and tore through the void. Huanghuang came to kill!

The six-fingered Taoist blew a breath, and Nanke's whole body withered and died.

…

Keep standing up, keep falling down.

Looped thousands of times.

Nanke experienced countless ways to die and countless tortures.

It also made the six-fingered veteran feel the unparalleled enjoyment.

——Nan Ke, this general who slayed demons and a hero as majestic as a mountain, was actually struggling in pain in his hands at this moment.

The old man was shaking with excitement.

But as the saying goes, if you get full, you will lose.

After hundreds of thousands of cycles and torture, the six-fingered Taoist's whole body was so happy that he was about to fly into the sky.

What follows is emptiness and exhaustion.

This is normal, just like the wedding night is beautiful, but if it doesn't stop every moment, every minute, every second.

Even the giant steel man couldn't stand it.

Therefore, the six-fingered veteran was ready to end. He looked at Nanke, wanting to see when he would completely collapse.

But...it didn't.

If it were Nanke at the beginning, he would be desperate, painful, and extremely angry.

But as he died and suffered again and again, his expression calmed down.

Not only did he not collapse, but his heart became as strong as iron despite the endless beatings!

The six-fingered Taoist frowned. By this time, the other "immortal seedlings" had basically collapsed in pain and despair.

But Nanke showed no signs of collapse.

Rushing in again.

The six-fingered old man frowned and slapped him to death.

Just like that, death comes back to life, life comes back to death.

Hundreds of thousands of reincarnations again.

The six-fingered Taoist finally got fed up. This time, instead of beating Nanke to death, he formed countless chains and tied him up.

He frowned and asked, "Are you not desperate yet? Are you still struggling? Are you still resisting?"

Nanke raised his eyes and nodded.

"But you have no chance of winning, even if you repeat it a thousand, ten thousand, or tens of millions of times, it will still be the same." The six-fingered old man shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I live, I will fight." Nanke took a deep breath and shook his head: "Yunmeng is fake, the world is fake, Da'an is fake, and the world is fake - but The general is real. As long as the general is alive, the general will resist and fight. You can kill or exterminate the general at any time, but the general will never collapse or sink. "

The six-fingered Taoist looked dull and beat him to ashes again.

——But he didn't really kill Nanke's soul, because he didn't want to admit defeat, he wanted Nanke to collapse himself.

This is the most delicious way to harvest souls as taught by the adults.

This is also the obsession of the six-fingered Taoist.

So, there were countless deaths and resurrections.

The six-fingered Taoist finally became impatient.

He pinched Nanke's neck and lifted him up, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, "——Aren't you in pain? Aren't you afraid? Aren't you desperate? What...are you insisting on?!"

Nanke looked at him, even though he had no strength to resist, but there was no fear in the eyes he looked at the six-fingered master. He shook his head and said: "If I were you, if I didn't like the so-called responsibility of guarding the spiritual pool - I wouldn't have fallen like you. I would have resisted and fought with the adults you mentioned."

After hearing this, the six-fingered Taoist's expression changed as if he had been stabbed in a sore spot!

He looked at Nanke as if he were a fool: "Idiot! Do you know what kind of existence those adults are? There is a world of difference between me and them..."

Before he finished speaking, Nanke interrupted him and asked: "——Is the difference between you and them as big as the difference between the general and you?"

At that moment, the six-fingered old man's whole body stiffened and his expression suddenly changed.

——No, of course not.

The gap between him and Nanke was like a chasm.

But he and those adults were not that far away.

At that moment, his face became ugly; his expression became ferocious; his whole body was trembling!

Murder and heart-wrenching!

Nanke was completely crushed by him, but he was able to resist and struggle again and again!

But what about him?

Facing the adults who ordered him to guard the spiritual pool, he didn't even dare to have any thoughts of resistance!

Could it be that...he is worse than an incompetent person who has been trapped in a dream all his life?

The thought of this made him feel humiliated and angry!

"Shut up!"

He yelled angrily!

The five fingers were like knives, cutting off all the flesh and blood on the defenseless Nanke!

In the blink of an eye, only a head was left, and a white skeleton was hanging there.

"Thousands of tortures are up to you; the life and death of my general are also up to you - but remember, you can kill me, but you cannot defeat me."

But Nanke was unmoved at all. He looked at this former "teacher", the mastermind behind everything, the dream weaver of the entire Yunmeng world, and said word by word: "——But what if you are in this position? In your dream, or in your world, you... are not even qualified to talk to me."

After that, he closed his eyes and said no more words.

But the six-fingered Taoist was so angry that he was shaking all over!

When he harvested these souls in the past, of course he suffered countless scoldings, reprimands, and roars.

How ugly it sounds, how ugly it sounds.

Even in a world where words are the most powerful force, he was directly wiped out by his ancestors for three hundred and sixty generations.

But the more this happens, the more excited he becomes and the less angry he becomes.

But now, Nanke's words are not vicious or mean.

But she saw his true nature clearly, exposing his darkest and weakest depths.

——Lies never hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife.

Yes, if he is just a person in the Yunmeng world, or if Nanke is a person in the real world.

He wasn't even allowed to carry the other person's shoes.

"good!"

The six-fingered Taoist was extremely angry, "I will let you see how miserable you are in reality!"

Having said that, he no longer tortured Nanke in the dream in vain.

A big wave of your hand!

The dream collapsed.

Then the whole world turned around and returned to the Taoist temple courtyard in the real world, next to the spiritual pond.

Nanke's soul returned to his body.

——In the huge light, there is a weak, thin and ordinary man.

And the six-fingered Taoist is full of arrogance, endless!

He pointed at Nanke and used his magic to create a mirror, floating in front of Nanke!

He said: "Now you are in the real world. Please open your eyes and take a look. What kind of trash are you really?!"

Nanke opened his eyes and saw the person in the mirror. This was the first and probably the last time he saw his true appearance.

A thin, skinny, ordinary middle-aged man.

Even because he had never moved, his limbs were extremely slow in development and looked like a twisted and deformed doll.

Far inferior to him in the dream, who is majestic and has great supernatural powers.

The light scatters.

Bang!

His body fell to the ground.

"Are you desperate?"

The six-fingered old man showed his morbid madness and vented the humiliation in his heart wantonly: "Do you see clearly? In the real reality, he is such an ugly and incompetent waste!"

Because he has never controlled his body, the real Nanke cannot walk, stand up, or even control his throat to make sounds.

Facing the furious six-fingered old man, he just moved forward step by step, picked up a small thing with his delicate hands, and moved step by step, extremely slowly, in front of the old man, using all his strength to lift the stone. Hit him on the foot.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the sky. It was pitch black above.

His body was weak and weak, but his eyes were dazzling.

It was as if within that fragile body was the iron will of an alien god.

——Thousands of disasters and sufferings turn into firewood in a furnace and cast a radiant soul!

Nanke couldn't speak and didn't say a word.

But the six-fingered Taoist inexplicably understood what he meant.

——Even in reality, even if I'm just a useless person who can't move, I still dare to resist you who calls yourself Heavenly Lord. But you dare not resist the people in heaven.

At that moment, the six-fingered Taoist priest trembled violently all over!

The old face turned red!

The endless terrible anger was overwhelming and endless!

"You...die!"

At this moment, he no longer tried to make Nan Ke collapse.

He just wanted to...kill him thoroughly!

I don't want to see him again in this life!

But just when his hand gathered infinite divine power and raised it.

An accident happened.

The whole world froze at that moment.

The Taoist temple, the spirit pond, the plants, the rockery, the wind and rain...everything seemed to be still.

Naturally, including the six-fingered Taoist priest.

At that moment, he was no longer arrogant, but felt an endless...fear!

Finally, a young voice sounded from behind.

"-Look, he made it."