The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 343 Wang Yuyan’s Dream

Feng Ji knew the plot development of "Swordsman" very well.

But after cultivating to this level, he no longer has any interest in such a low-level world of martial arts.

In his eyes, the power struggle in the arena is just a group of children playing house.

If he wants it, he can just snap his fingers.

The unification of the world for thousands of years is just a fleeting thing.

What he pursues is immortality and invincibility.

Walking on the main road, Feng Ji rushed northwest.

This puppet can eat or drink without getting tired.

So Feng Ji had no intention of stopping and resting.

That day, Feng Ji went to a ruined temple and faintly heard the sound of fighting coming from inside.

Feng Ji just glanced at it, ignored it, and continued to move forward.

Going all the way north, he finally arrived at the vast Tianshan Mountains after a few months.

Looking at the endless mountains, Feng Ji sighed slightly in his heart.

"Throughout the world, dynasties in the world have changed several times, but only this vast snow-capped mountain remains unchanged."

Feng Ji sighed in his heart and started hiking up the mountain.

With a leap of body, he quickly climbed the mountain.

In the white snow, Feng Ji was as fast as lightning, flying through the mountains.

Some birds and beasts were frightened by him and flew up.

Pine needles fell, pine cones hit the snow, and squirrels popped their heads out one after another.

Feng Ji looked at the scenery around him and couldn't help but think of the scene when he first climbed Piaomiao Peak.

In three days, Feng Ji climbed many mountains and finally arrived at Piaomiao Peak.

But I saw that Piaomiao Peak was still wrapped in clouds and mist, and the top of the mountain was covered with snow.

There are no buildings visible on the mountainside, covered by green trees.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the climate conditions.

The valley below the mountainside is still like spring all year round, with many flowers blooming.

The first time he climbed Piaomiao Peak, Feng Ji noticed the unique environment here.

He jumped up, and his hands were like iron claws for mountaineering, thrusting into the rocks.

Climbing up the mountainside quickly.

"The steps are still there."

Feng Ji pushed aside the dense grass and saw that the stone steps that originally led up the mountain were covered with moss.

"It's a pity that the Vulture Palace is no longer there."

With emotion in his heart, Feng Ji climbed up the stone steps and climbed all the way to Piaomiao Peak.

There are green trees and flowers everywhere, and only by pushing aside the grass can you see some ruins.

Time is nature’s best beautifier. No matter how prosperous Lingjiu Palace was back then, it will still return to nature a hundred years later.

Feng Ji walked through the ruins and vaguely remembered that this was once the hall where Tianshan's grandmother lived.

Feng Ji walked all the way to the top of the mountain, and finally arrived near the grotto where the Lingjiu Palace used to be.

Now this place has long been in ruins, and the grottoes have long been buried by caves. Everywhere is covered with vegetation. Where can one see the secret rooms of the grottoes that were regarded as forbidden areas by Lingjiu Palace.

Feng Ji stretched out his hand and pushed aside the dense vines and weeds on the stone wall, and then pulled out the trees, finally clearing out a large piece of the stone wall.

Looking at the stone wall with obvious signs of collapse, Feng Ji felt a little nervous.

"This is the entrance to the hole I blocked. Are they... okay?"

puff!
Feng Ji's five fingers were like knives, which instantly penetrated into the rock.

As he buckled and grabbed, there was a crash, the rock shattered, and large rocks were brought out.

Feng Ji's arms were like phantoms, and the sound of popping was heard continuously.

In the blink of an eye, a deep pit was dug out of the stone wall in front of him!
Feng Ji went inside and continued digging.

His palms were the most powerful digging tools. It took less than half a cup of tea to dig through the stone wall.

Feng Ji looked at the stone wall that was five or six meters deep. A trace of cold air flowed out of it, and Feng Ji couldn't help but smile.

"There is still enough cold air, and the ice bed should not have melted."

"The stone walls here are much thicker than they were hundreds of years ago."

Feng Ji vaguely remembered that when he sealed the stone wall here with his own hands, it was only four or five meters thick. With the passage of time, the thickness of the mountain seemed to have increased by nearly one meter.

He stepped into the cave. There were steps with traces of manual excavation inside the cave, and moss was exposed on the nearby stone walls on the left and right.

Feng Ji reached out and touched the moss and found that the martial arts murals on the stone wall still existed.

Time has not corroded these carvings, but obviously no one has been in or out of this place over the years, and the magical skills of the Xiaoyao Sect have not been spread.

Feng Ji walked along the stone steps and saw caves A, B, B, and D appear one by one.

Feng Ji could see at night, and even though the cave was completely dark, he was very familiar with bypassing some traps.

After passing through all the caves and stone chambers, Feng Ji came to the deepest stone chamber.

Looking at the cold cave here, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

After many years of spiritual practice, I have long developed a mind that is not surprised by changes in other situations.

However, at this moment, he was about to face his former lover, and he still couldn't help but feel excited.

"Ling'er, Yuyan! Are you... okay?"

Feng Ji stepped into the stone chamber. It was not completely dark in the stone chamber.

The stone chamber above the head had already been inlaid with a large number of luminous pearls by Feng Ji back then.

Even though hundreds of years have passed, it is still bright here.

Feng Ji's eyes immediately fell on the thousand-year-old ice not far away!

Hundreds of years have passed, and this ice has still not melted.

Inside the ice, there were two beautiful girls lying there.

Both girls have skin as white and smooth as snow, with their eyes closed and their expressions calm.

Looking at the two girls, Feng Ji couldn't help but show excitement in his eyes.

"Ling'er, Yu Yan!"

He quickly walked to the two girls and stretched out his hands to cover the ice.

Feeling the two women's bodies carefully, with his current spiritual strength, he can naturally feel their energy.

The two girls have been frozen in ice to this day, their bodies are in a dormant state, and they have already fallen into suspended animation.

But his blood law can clearly feel that the two women's blood is still alive and their bodies are still alive.

"call--"

Feng Ji exhaled and felt relieved. As long as he was still alive, there was still hope for everything.

He immediately sat cross-legged, and his spiritual consciousness spread out and penetrated into the two women in Xuan Bing.

"Back then, I used the method of falling into dreams to build a dream world for them. Now it's time to wake them up."

Feng Ji's spiritual consciousness penetrated the two people's sea of ​​consciousness.

The dream world is vast and boundless.

Feng Ji was in it, standing in a city, surrounded by hawkers and busy traffic.

Feng Ji glanced at the services of these people and felt a slight movement in his heart.

"Serving in the Northern Song Dynasty, these two girls..."

A person's dream is constructed based on past experiences and memories.

The two girls both lived during the Northern Song Dynasty, so their dreams would naturally not exceed this scope.

Feng Ji jumped up and flew up from the city, looking at the entire town.

But I saw that this was a typical Jiangnan water city, with many small rivers flowing through the city. In the rivers, fishermen sang late songs, and lanterns were hung high in the pavilions on both sides of the river.

Feng Ji thought thoughtfully, such a dream should be constructed from Yu Yan's memory.

He raised his head and looked outside the city, only to see the mountains outside the city, the beautiful scenery and clear water, and the miasma.

Feng Ji could see some familiar shadows on these mountains at a glance.

He looked carefully and immediately discovered that there were familiar peaks such as Wuliang Mountain.

There is no doubt that those mountains and fields are transformed by Zhong Ling's memory.

Feng Ji laughed, and immediately moved around the city.

In addition to the Northern Song Dynasty style, the characters in this city also have many Miao costumes.

Moreover, most of the people in the city are women, and men seem to be very rare.

Even if there are men, they are mostly dressed as Miao people.

Feng Ji knew that this was because Wang Yuyan rarely left Mantuo Villa in her life, and most of the people she saw were women on the island.

There are only two outings, which is when the plot of Tian Long Ba Bu begins.

Therefore, in her memory, there were very few men, and most of them were women.

Zhong Ling, on the other hand, lives in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations and has been involved in the Dali martial arts world since he was a child. He has met many men and people in the world.

But most of these people are from Dali, Miao territory, so a large number of Miao men and women will appear in the dream she constructed.

This city will also look so strange, it is completely formed by the fusion of these two girls' own memories.

Feng Ji was walking in the city, and suddenly he heard someone telling stories in the teahouse.

He turned around and saw that the storyteller was eloquent and gushing.

"But he said that on Shaoshi Mountain, masters gathered together and gathered in Shaolin."

"Someone may ask, what are these people doing in Shaolin?"

"Just because of one person!"

Someone below immediately shouted: "Who is it?"

"Who else could it be? Of course it is the great hero Feng Ji!"

"Ah, Feng Ji is a good man. He killed Yun Zhonghe, one of the four evil men, and also rescued Qiao Feng, the great hero of the Beggar Clan. What are these martial arts people gathering in Shaolin for?"

"Shh, keep listening."

"talk!"

Someone urged.

The storyteller laughed and said: "Everyone's guess is correct. These people gathered here today to deal with the hero Feng Ji!"

"Why?" someone asked immediately.

The storyteller smiled and said: "Just because he is the enemy of all men in the world, he married the two most beautiful people in the world."

"Fairy Zhong Ling from the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and Fairy Wang Yuyan from Mantuo Villa!"

"Speaking of these two people, I have already mentioned the battle of Leigu Mountain before, so I won't repeat it. Last time, I said that in the battle of Leigu Mountain, the hero Feng Ji and the fairy Yu Yan got married and made a lifelong commitment. .”

"This time, these people in the world, out of jealousy and hatred, gathered in Shaolin to deal with the hero Feng Ji!"

……

Feng Ji stood downstairs, looking at this scene with a strange expression.

"These two girls...actually have such a dream?"

Feng Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, feeling both funny and guilty in his heart.

For hundreds of years, I have never seen them.

They can only comfort themselves in dreams.

His body flashed and he quickly flew out of the city. He saw a large and continuous lake outside the city.

The center of the lake is dotted with islands, and one of the largest islands is covered with camellias.

Feng Ji laughed, jumped up, and flew towards the island.

He landed slowly on the island, looking at the familiar camellia and the familiar buildings.

I couldn't help but recall the night I visited Mantuo Villa.

"who!"

Suddenly, a sharp shouting voice sounded.

Feng Ji turned his head and looked at that person.

But I saw that the person who came was pretty, it was Abi!
Feng Ji was slightly startled and said with a smile, "Miss Abi."

Abi didn't seem to recognize Feng Ji, and shouted: "This is Mantuo Villa. Men are not allowed to enter the island. Leave quickly. If you let my wife know, you will have your legs chopped off and used as fertilizer!"

With that said, she urged Feng Ji to leave immediately.

Feng Ji couldn't help being stunned, and then he laughed.

Even in her dreams, Wang Yuyan would think of the appalling bad things Mrs. Wang had done in those years.

Feng Ji did not leave, but stood there, letting Abi pull her, never moving.

He smiled and said: "Abi, where is Miss Wang?"

Abi was stunned, as if she didn't know how to answer his words.

At the same time, the entire Mantuo Villa twisted and rippled slightly.

This was probably the first time Wang Yuyan encountered such a strange scene in her dream.

In her dreams, she never met her foreign man.

Feng Ji seemed to have broken her dream rules.

Even Abi, whom Wang Yuyan dreamed about, didn't know how to deal with it.

Feng Ji smiled, patted A Bixiang on the shoulder and said, "Where is Yu Yan?"

Just three words, and the entire Mantuo Villa was immediately distorted.

Immediately, the entire villa changed rapidly, and in an instant, it turned into a deserted wilderness.

The weather has become overcast and rainy.

Not far away, a mill appeared, and a familiar figure was hiding in the mill.

Feng Ji looked at this scene and couldn't help laughing.

He strode towards the mill, and upon entering, he heard an exclamation.

"what--"

Feng Ji looked up and saw a figure leaning weakly on the haystacks on the second floor, with shoulders exposed and looking at himself downstairs with reddish eyes.

The girl's face was extremely beautiful, not like an ordinary person, but like a fairy.

She looked at Feng Ji timidly: "You...you are not allowed to look!"

Feng Ji's heart moved, and he knew that she was still in the dream, and he never saw that he was back.

Then he laughed and said, "Miss Wang, you feel the breeze in your body, and your clothes are soaked. If you don't change them, you will get sick."

With that said, he walked towards the stairs step by step and said, "Let me help you change clothes."

Wang Yuyan was slightly startled and looked confused: "No, it's not like that."

This was different from her previous dreams.

In her dream, Brother Feng should be polite.

She seemed to have forgotten that Feng Ji was not a gentleman when he was with her for the first time.

But when Feng Ji came up, he saw her face full of doubts.

Feng Ji laughed, walked up to her, and put his arms around her slim waist.

"Yu Yan, is this how you have thought of me in your dreams these past few hundred years?"

Wang Yuyan was stunned and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

She was in a dream, but she would never let the person she dreamed of reveal the dream she was experiencing!
"No, no, this...what's going on?"

"You... who are you?"

She struggled hurriedly, and her breath changed drastically.

From a weak and weak little girl, she became a congenital master in the blink of an eye!
She raised her hand and struck Feng Ji with a palm.

Feng Ji swayed, dodged the force of the palm, and said with a smile: "The fifth form of Tianshan Six Yang Palm. I remember when I taught you this move, you seemed to be wearing that goose-yellow skirt."

As he said that, Feng Ji suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Then he gently pulled her into his arms.

Wang Yuyan suddenly exclaimed, her face full of disbelief.

"You...you...who are you! In my dream, no one can be better than me!"

"No, no, wake up, wake up!"

She shouted hurriedly, and the dream around her trembled violently and kept changing.

Feng Ji looked at the excited Wang Yuyan and suddenly sighed, hugged her belly and said, "Yuyan, I've suffered a lot for you these years."

Wang Yuyan suddenly felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and she stood sluggishly on the spot!
The surrounding scenery is constantly changing, including scenes of Leigu Mountain, scenes of Mantuo Villa, and scenes of mills.

The scene was finally fixed in the Vulture Palace.

Her face was full of disbelief, her eyes were slightly red, and her arms were shaking.

"Feng... Brother Feng..."

"Is that you? Is it really you?"

She turned around suddenly and held Feng Ji's arm tightly, fearing that all this was still in a dream.

She looked at Feng Ji in front of her carefully.

Different, really different.

The Feng Ji in front of her was different from the Feng Ji she had seen countless times in her dreams.

He no longer looks like a teenager, he has matured, and in his eyes is the light that has accumulated over endless years.

Only the eyes staring at him remained unchanged.

Wang Yuyan's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears fell in strings like pearls.

"You...you're back? Are you really back?"

She instantly ran into his arms, even though it was in a dream.

But she seemed to be able to smell Feng Ji's scent.

Yes, it’s Brother Feng!
This is what Brother Feng tastes like.

Feng Ji gently caressed her tender shoulders and said in a shameful voice: "Yu Yan, it's me, I'm back."

"It's been too long for you to wait for so many years."

"Woooooooo..."

When Wang Yuyan heard what he said, she burst into tears and burst into tears.

It seems that countless grievances over the years have burst out at this moment.

Feng Ji hugged her silently, and his spiritual consciousness gave her the greatest comfort.

Wang Yuyan was excited. She, who had always been gentle, could no longer hide her longing for her.

She was thinking about her toes and asked for a kiss.

It is said that a short separation is better than a new marriage, let alone a separation of hundreds of years.

In this familiar dreamland, the two of them were at odds with each other, coming in the clouds and going in the rain.

Wang Yuyan felt unprecedentedly satisfied.

After a long time, the clouds and rain began to subside.

Wang Yuyan shyly hid in his arms, still hugging him tightly.

"Brother Feng, am I really not dreaming?"

"You pinched me, I was so scared. When I woke up, I found that it was another big dream."

Feng Ji gently pinched the tip of her nose and comforted her: "It's not a dream. When we come back this time, we will never be separated again."

"I'll take you back to our own home."

"Never separate again..."

Wang Yuyan murmured and said quickly: "Have you seen sister Ling'er?"

Feng Ji shook his head: "Not yet."

She was immediately happy. Of course, she was happy because Feng Ji entered the dream and was the first one to look for her.

She immediately said: "When she sees you, she will be extremely happy."

Feng Ji was curious and asked, "What have you been doing in your dreams these past few hundred years?"

Wang Yuyan's face turned red and she shook her head quickly: "No, I didn't do anything."

Feng Ji couldn't help but smile and said: "I heard someone telling stories in the city..."

"Yeah - it's not me, it's the dream weaved by Ling'er, it has nothing to do with me."

Wang Yuyan's face turned red and she looked ashamed.

Feng Ji couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "Let's go see what Ling'er is doing."

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