red man

Chapter 507 The rooster sings all over the world
A dream for a hundred years.

Dreams are magical, but in the "big dream", time is like flowing water, and a hundred years have passed directly.

For a hundred years, Feng Jin'an kept tossing and pulling out a team of more than [-].

It's just that after the start of the war, there will never be peace. Feng Jin'an's team fled in embarrassment, and occasionally collapsed, but they always existed tenaciously.

One generation, two generations, three generations, four generations...

By the fifth generation, Feng Jinan's team was finally no longer the weak side.

"At present, our army is strong and strong. Looking back a hundred years, we must do our best to eliminate evil! No matter what the cost, until the victory!"

A new generation replaces the old ones, only Feng Jin'an still looks like an eight-year-old doll.

The horns of the head are still tall, the tail is still behind the back, and the golden long-handled mountain-opening ax in his hand has not changed from the original color.

"Gentlemen, don't forget the ambition of the ancestors!"

"There is a saying: the enmity of ten generations can be repaid! All the kings are no more than the descendants of the fifth generation. Gao Zu suffered from bullying, so you should remember it in your heart—"

Boom!
Feng Jin'an waved his big ax in his hand, red flags fluttered around him, and a long blood-stained silk on his body looked like a dragon snake, causing many young soldiers to shout: "Revenge! Revenge! Revenge——"

Accompanied by shouts, the flags of the army were unfurled, and there were many font names on them, but without exception, they were all made of red scarves.

The standard bearers and trumpeters are all ferocious warriors, and their "martyr's arrogance" is like a bonfire. From a distance, the three armies seem to be burning.

During the hundred years of this "big dream", there were not a few people who ate vegetarian food and recited Buddha's name. However, up to now, they are all practicing "martyr's arrogance" diligently, and dare to confront Shimen Vajra head-on.

Such a change, Wei Hao saw it in his eyes, and also sensed the existence of the "big dream" itself.

This is a strange mirror, called "Treasure Mirror of Ultimate Bliss".

The process of evolution is like a dream, a dream and a world, in which thousands of creatures all originate from a dream, starting from a dream, and then endless.

The existence of sentient beings and the evolution of civilization are the transformation of reality and illusion, of which the living beings are unaware.

Everything is under the master's control.

However, it is not that simple to evolve successfully. It needs to constantly simulate the rules, the world, the sun, the moon, time and space, and most importantly... people.

Birth, aging, sickness, death, suffering...these changes all need to be simulated.

Therefore, the venerable king of the Ksitigarbha Kingdom not only worked hard in the separate Jifu, but also came to encircle and suppress Wei Hao without hesitation.

Because in the process of encircling and suppressing Wei Hao, the wishes of the people here and even all living beings can also be harvested by the way.

If nothing else, he will profit handsomely.

Unfortunately, one accident after another.

The nightmare that was supposed to be immortal was constantly suppressed and eliminated by Wei Hao and Feng Jin'an; Wei Hao, who was supposed to be consumed to death, was able to use the terrifying divine body technique in the "big dream"...

Everything impossible has become possible, which made His Holiness Wang extremely passive.

And Feng Jin'an's flag-raising rebellion made him even more disgusting.

One year does not make a century, five generations have changed, and the rebellion has never stopped.

Feng Jin'an here is like an immortal immortal. As long as he is determined, the army he forms will not be broken up.

Gathering is a mass of fire, scattered is a sky full of stars.

In the hundred years of this dream, the sentient beings of the fifth generation have been completely different. They have their own society, and in the society they have their own division of labor, each performing their duties and making the best use of everything.

But the most important point is that they are no longer foolish and dare to sacrifice.

It is precisely because of the courage to sacrifice that the balance of power between the two sides has gradually changed against the sky.

From being extremely weak, it took three generations to achieve balance, and then two generations to complete the advantage.

At this time, those who follow Feng Jin'an's anti-banner, their grandfather is not dead yet, their father will tell them the sufferings that grandfather has experienced and the price they paid.

And now, it is the time for blood debt to be paid in blood.

The unprecedented counterattack was accompanied by the sound of the charge horn.

The monster dances for a hundred years, a hundred years is a microcosm and a dream.

"Your Majesty! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

"My lord, hurry up, the thieves are powerful, don't fight recklessly."

"Your Majesty, you should keep your useful body for the future—"

The golden light of the Shimen is still there, and countless lotus flowers are blooming. Whoever sees the magnificent scene will be amazed and moved. The giant Buddhas who seem to be able to hold eternity stand proudly in the void.

The whole body of these big Buddhas is covered with stars, and there are naturally unknown Buddha kingdoms on them, which seem to convey the magic of bliss.

The colorful Bana flowers are still swaying, but no one picks them.

If no one picks the flowers of the other shore, it means that the sentient beings here do not want to go to the other shore.

"Ignorance! Ignorance! Ignorance—"

The manic Wang Shangzun's expression changed rapidly, and countless faces flashed past, all of which were evil.

Not far away, Wei Hao looked at him with a blank expression on his face, and this indifference was more like a mockery.

"Wei Hao! What kind of eyes do you have! How dare you underestimate me! I..."

"Your evil thoughts, jealousy, and arrogance are completely out of control. It's not wrong to be greedy. If you can't digest it after eating, it's wrong."

Wei Hao sneered, "The guy who gave you the most precious merit, if he knew that you are such a waste, he would probably regret it."

"shut up--"

"Accept failure, in the future, you will get used to it."

Wei Hao smiled, and said again, "As for the mirror, I will take it away."

"You thought you were..."

"roll."

As soon as the words were spoken, the mana in the King's body was instantly shattered, and many Wei Haos reunited into one body. The foundation for the King's control of the "big dream" was gone.

In this century-old nightmare, the nightmare of all living beings has been overcome by all living beings themselves.

Without fear, there is no harvest.

Even if it is death, it will not be harvested, because their souls have no fear.

There are no dead souls who hold the other shore flower to seek bliss. The dead souls only want revenge, and only want future generations to not forget their hatred.

Only by completely eradicating the black hand that created the nightmare, the hatred, can it be let go.

Anyone who persuades them to let go of their hatred is a sworn enemy.

Click!
With a crisp sound, the surrounding space cracked like glass.

The monarchs and ministers of the Ksitigarbha Kingdom are retreating, and the beings in the "big dream" are attacking. At this moment, this moment, it seems to have frozen and stagnated.

All the pictures, flowers and trees, mountains and rivers, birds, beasts, fish and insects, are all still, as if they have been caught in a fixed body.

Wei Hao was walking on the ground. In the distance, Feng Jin'an looked astonished: "Mr., what's going on here?"

"Silly boy, we won."

"Won?"

The little dragon man who hadn't had enough yet yelled, "Isn't this a counterattack yet?"

"Victory is already doomed. This 'big dream' cannot bear the result of victory, so the dream is about to start to collapse."

"Doomed?"

Feng Jin'an was puzzled. In his opinion, if you don't smash the other side to pieces, that's not victory.

"You see, they are all daring to sacrifice now. This was something they didn't dare to think about when their great-grandfather was alive. At that time, they were more thinking about surviving."

"If the enemy is not too strong, maybe their great-grandfather's generation will be able to win."

"It's a pity, gods and Buddhas have boundless magic power, and if the mortal body wants to fight against it, it's absolutely impossible if you don't make up your mind."

Looking at the endless crimson, these "martyr's arrogance", it is really pleasant to watch.

They are all martyrs and dare to sacrifice.

This endless red is the power that can sweep the world.

The temptation of gods and Buddhas is not worth sneering at in the face of resolute revenge.

"Sir, if all this is true."

"If there is no dream, there will be no reality."

"Uh... that's right."

The little dragon man held his ax and nodded, "If you don't even dare to dream, then it's really a nightmare coming to this world, and life would be better than death."

"It's good to understand this truth."

Wei Hao touched Feng Jin'an's head, "Your understanding is indeed good, and your fate in this life should also be in your own hands."

"Don't worry sir, I will keep it in mind."

Suddenly, the little dragonman asked curiously again, "Sir, you are all motionless now, how can we get out?"

It is easy to fall into a dream, but difficult to wake up from a dream.

However, Wei Hao didn't take it to heart at all: "You silly boy, you just praised your high understanding, have you forgotten now? No matter how long this once-in-a-century dream is, you should wake up naturally at dawn. "

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the crowing of a big rooster.

oh oh oh~~
The motionless scenery and living beings between the sky and the earth, in an instant, turned into spots of light and disappeared without a trace.

A special fish-belly white that drives away the night.

The rooster sings the whole world.

At dawn, dream, naturally wake up.

"Huh? Sir, it's dawn!"

Feng Jin'an was dancing and jumping, the whole person was laughing and joking, running around on the hill with his bare feet. As he ran, he saw something on the top of the hill. He put away his ax and jumped over to see that it was a bronze mirror. So he picked it up and took a picture of himself: "Hey, what a handsome and cute little man."

After all, he tossed his hair, his bun trembling wildly, and his apron wobbled.

"This is a baby, don't treat it like an ordinary person."

I reminded Feng Jin'an, "Those great mages heard that you have one, and they wanted to snatch their brains out, just to come here and kowtow to you."

"Oh, sir, what kind of treasure is this? Can you praise me so much?"

"This is the treasure of virtue that enveloped Yunmeng last night, pulling all living beings into the same dream. Such a dream is a 'big dream'. The king of the Ksitigarbha Kingdom should be setting up another hell , I made a deal with some immortal, and planned to use this treasure to cultivate supernatural powers, but unfortunately, I met us."

"What kind of supernatural powers are there to make such a big noise?"

"It can be regarded as a testimony in a dream."

Wei Hao explained to Feng Jin'an, Xiaolong was stunned for a while.

"You can use this 'Treasure of Bliss' for self-defense. If anyone doesn't know how to live or die, just drag him into the 'Big Dream'. The soldiers and horses you bring out from inside can also be killed to your heart's content."

"Is there such an effect?!"

Feng Jin'an, who was taken aback, thought for a while, and felt that something was wrong, "Sir, the soldiers and horses in the 'Big Dream' are all from the fifth generation, and they are descendants of real beings, and they are not real. Use it to fight?"

"As long as this generation in reality chooses the path of resistance and struggle, then their fifth generation of descendants will inevitably appear and come."

Wei Hao smiled, "Take it as a loan and advance the tens of thousands of martyrs in the future and just do a favor."

"..."

loan?

Advance?

Is this treasure reliable? !

Xiaolongren suddenly felt disgusted and didn't want it anymore, rolled his eyes, and smiled obsequiously: "Sir, sir, can we discuss it?"

"The Golden Dragon Ax will not be given."

"..."

"For you to practice your hands, do you really think you are qualified to use the Golden Dragon Axe?"

Hearing Wei Hao's words, Feng Jin'an jumped up and shouted with his arms akimbo: "Why can't I use it anymore? I can handle this ax well."

"This is the certificate of the overlord of the 'Dragon Tomb' hell, do you really think it is so easy to get? The previous generation overlord of the 'Dragon Tomb' metal hell, his combat power can destroy the Ksitigarbha Kingdom many times, so he is not eligible to get the Golden Dragon Axe , do you still think that you have this qualification?"

"Then sir has it?"

"You little brat is talking a lot of bullshit!"

Raising his hand is a brain break, "I have been fighting guerrilla warfare in the 'Dragon Tomb' for hundreds of years, you think it's just nonsense!"

"Wow……"

Hearing this, Feng Jin'an became excited, "Mr. Sir, tell me how you mess around in the 'Dragon Tomb'?"

"Don't want the Golden Dragon Axe?"

"When I'm capable, if I don't want it, my husband will give it to me."

Raising his head and wagging his tail, Feng Jin'an looked smug, "Besides, I didn't gain anything this time. Not only did I improve my 'Martyr's Arrogance', but I was also able to control weapons with my energy and blood. This sickle looks mediocre. No wonder, it was also forged by a century of blood and fire, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a magical weapon, right?"

Shaking the crescent-shaped sickle in his hand, Wei Hao admired him and nodded repeatedly: "This weapon of yours can already carry sword energy, and the effect of breaking spells will change with your "martyr's arrogance". Get stronger and get stronger."

"Hey, it's a pity that it's made of ordinary fine steel..."

"Who said Fan Tie can't kill immortals and slaughter gods?"

"Haha, sir, you are right, you are right..."

The sickle in his hand was handy when he played it, and after throwing it out, he easily harvested the enemies in the distance. Feng Jin'an has made great progress after a hundred years of practice in this dream.

However, Xiaolongren still has some regrets, thinking that under the banner of recruiting soldiers under his tree to rebel against the king, after five generations, many martyrs followed him.

Now, he has become an only seedling again, with no help left and right, and contending with others. After waking up from this dream, he still bears everything alone.

Thinking of this, the little dragonman sighed: "The scene of the red flag covering the sky is really unforgettable. I wake up from the dream, and I really don't want to part with it."

"That's why the 'big dream' is the ultimate treasure to lure all living beings. Who wouldn't want to get everything just by dreaming?"

Wei Hao's words awakened Feng Jin'an, and Xiaolongren suddenly realized, he raised his hand and patted his forehead: "Oh, sir, you are right. No matter how good it is in a dream, it is still a dream. After waking up, it is real. Work, work, eat, eat..."

Feng Jin'an, who is far-fetched and pitiful, picked a few wild fruits and gnawed on them. Suddenly he jumped up and asked Wei Hao: "Sir, are we not in a dream now?"

"of course not?"

"How can you prove it, sir?"

Snapped!
Wei Hao raised his hand and slapped Feng Jinan like a spinning top. He swayed around several times on the spot, and then said in a daze, "Yes, it really wasn't a dream..."

(End of this chapter)