Qingyunxian

Chapter 718 Future
Countless butterflies flew in the picture, fragmented and extremely messy, but soon the butterflies gathered together, and a fairy with an ethereal temperament appeared in the picture.

The human boys were so shocked that their eyes widened.

Peng Zu was slightly surprised and asked Fu Chou, "Is this how these cave creatures compete?"

Originally he was looking forward to the Dream Dao competition, but the result was like this?
The dream scenes are totally uncreative, and the character creations are not even good enough to be considered a plot.

Fu Chou was also stunned, but then shook his head. What grand scenes can you expect from a group of people who have lived in a cave for generations?

When Niu saw the expressions on the two men's faces, the old man thought they were shocked and couldn't help laughing with relief.

"Old man, we won this game, why are you laughing!" Huang Gui rolled his eyes.

He snorted, "In terms of grandeur of the scene, we win. That girl just created a fairy. What's so special about it?"

Huang Gui's hand stroking his beard suddenly stopped, and he glared at her and said, "You know nothing. That is obviously the Fairy Gushe, the most beautiful among the fairies. How dare you say that she cannot compare to that wild giant?"

When he heard the words of Fairy Gushe, he was speechless, looked up at the sky, and then reluctantly admitted defeat.

Fu Chou couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. This was not a dream-making competition at all. It was obvious that whoever had the right stance would win.

This cave is exactly what was left behind by the fairy Gushe.

"How can we mortals discuss the beauty of a fairy? I don't accept this result." Niu Laolai said slyly, "We have to compete again with the same topic!"

Huang Gui's face darkened when he heard this. He was about to refuse, but a cold female voice came from the sky: "Let's talk about the future."

It was clearly the spirit of the cave that showed up.

However, He did not reveal His true appearance, He just opened His mouth and set the topic of the dream.

The future as a topic?

How can this be a dream?

People on both sides were stunned. They had never considered the word "future". The only future they could foresee was to live happily here.

Just as the humans and the Huaxu people were thinking hard about creating dreams for the future, the female voice appeared again: "You two guests can also participate. If the dreams you create are extraordinary and magnificent, I can give you a great gift."

In his previous life, Fu Chou had worked with the Heavenly Palace to develop this Dream Cave, so he was relatively familiar with the spirit of this cave. The other party kept his word and was generous. If the dream created was to the other party's liking, he would definitely not be stingy with a few treasures.

Moreover, in the previous life, there was a cloud fairy in the heavenly palace who received a gift from the fairy Guyue and created a dream-style killing move that was famous in the five regions.

But when he thought of that killer move, Fu Chou didn't want to recall it any more. That killer move was really hard to describe in words.

Waiting here for Tiangong Yunxian to come to the rescue is useless, so why not give it a try?

Neither Fu Chou nor Peng Zu refused.

This cave seemed to have been transformed by Meng Dao Dao Ze. As long as one had the thought, one could control it to appear in the outside world and form a picture for people to watch.

This is also the reason why humans who have not practiced the way of dreams can easily create dreams.

Peng Zu signaled Fu Chou to come first. Fu Chou did not refuse and took a few steps forward. Scenes soon appeared above his head.

Many clouds were piled up in the dim sky. The white clouds were wrapped in the dark clouds. The rosy clouds looked like silk hanging in the sky. Fairy light surged from time to time in the large rosy clouds. A green color seemed to be condensing but not yet condensing.

The shouts and cries of killing came from far away and gradually spread to the point where everyone present could hear them clearly.

From time to time, corpses of immortals fell from the clouds, and caves fell like stars, and soon disappeared between heaven and earth.

After a moment, a huge hole appeared in the rosy clouds in the sky, and a person whose face could not be seen slowly rose in the fairy light. After looking around, he stretched out his hands, and the dark clouds and white clouds in the sky disappeared, leaving only a rosy cloud hanging under his feet.

The figure raised his hand and pointed, and the world collapsed in the infinite momentum.

Then the picture disappeared, and Fu Chou's face looked slightly solemn.

"In the future battle of Yunxian, the power of the Eighth Rank will be fully displayed."

"Not bad." The spirit of the cave praised.

A six-turn dream-dao magic treasure fell into Fu Chou's hands. Fu Chou took a look at it and then put it into the snail Taoist temple.

That picture is the future.

In the future battle of the Five Realms, Liu Xun, in control of the destiny, will destroy the heaven and earth with one finger.

However, in order to cover up the traces of his rebirth, Fu Chou did not create any faces in the painting, but only used clouds representing the immortals to depict the image of a man fighting against the immortals alone.

Dream-making requires reflecting the future, but Fu Chou did not create Yunxian's identity, so it seems to have nothing to do with the future.

But in fact, the hint of green in the picture had already hinted at it.

Qingyun belongs to Jiuzhuan. Now without Dao Zun, what else can this be but the future?

Of course, no one thinks this is the real future. After all, it is not easy for a Taoist master to appear.

Dreaming is nothing but fantasy.

The topic of the future is just a fantasy about the future.

Peng Zu clapped his hands and smiled, "Brother Fu's vision of the future is truly exciting."

The scene seemed like it really happened, and it was very exciting.

Peng Zu recalled that in his previous life, when the Five Realms were at the same time, Fu Chou, the Eight-turn Sumeru Immortal in the Heavenly Palace, was in charge of the destiny. Didn’t he also look down on the other immortals in the Five Realms in this way?

Brother Fu’s dream and imagination really came true in the future.

It’s just that Peng Zu knew that in the battle of the Five Realms in the previous life, the Immortal Xumi didn’t have the heroic spirit to collapse the heaven and earth with one finger.

Therefore, Peng Zu did not think that Fu Chou was a reborn person.

"Brother Peng, it's your turn." Fu Chou gathered his memories and put them behind him for the time being, so as to avoid exposing future events due to the mechanism of this cave.

Peng Zu nodded, and with each step he took, a new scene appeared, and the dream he created also appeared above his head.

A mortal was lying on the grass looking at the sky, when suddenly a meteor streaked across the sky. Gradually, there were more and more meteors. The mortal stood up in surprise, and the appearance of the meteor itself was revealed.

Countless corpses of cloud immortals cut through the sky and fell to the ground, and the violent Dao marks were still showing off their power in life.

More and more corpses fell, and there was not a single living Yunxian in the sky.

The sky turned pale, as if mourning for the fallen Yunxian.

Until one moment, a lonely and cold figure staggered out from the thick clouds, with a pair of eyes full of unruly and persistent, but also endless loneliness. He glanced at the sky, then looked behind him, smiled bitterly, and his Taoist sleeves fluttered in the wind. He stepped on the white clouds and walked into the depths of the clouds.

After this departure, he never appeared again.

If Fu Chou's dream presents the heroic spirit of a man fighting against ten thousand immortals alone, Peng Zu's dream is full of despair and the tragedy of never returning.

Fu Chou was stunned when he saw this. Why would Brother Peng imagine such a scene?

Compared to Fu Chou’s dream, there were no rosy clouds in Peng Zu’s dream, which also meant that there would be no eighth-level cloud fairy. White clouds represented a maximum of sixth level.

Fu Chou sighed in his heart, it seems that Brother Peng is also a man with a story.

Maybe Brother Peng magnified his experience as a cloud cultivator before his middle age into a cloud immortal version, which would not be surprising.

But the truth is, the future dream imagined by Peng Zu is a true portrayal of his previous life.

In his previous life, Huang Quan Liu Xun had experienced many battles before his defeat.

The most dangerous scene is the one in the picture.

After Liu Xun forged the Wilderness Sutra, he cultivated many rare and exotic beasts, some of which were even unique to him.

In order to sell exotic beasts in Duobao Daotian and earn resources for Yunxian's cultivation, Liu Xun specially collected some magical prescriptions and sold them in bundles with corresponding exotic beasts.

As a result, the interests of many forces specializing in magical powers were affected, and some people even set their sights on Liu Xun's treasure, the Wilderness Scripture, because he had cultivated a strange beast.

As a result, Liu Xun was discovered and hunted down several times later.

Liu Xun, who had no power to support him, escaped the crisis by using the immortal beasts he cultivated and various six-transformation Huangquan corpses.

The most tragic one was as shown in this picture, in which all of Liu Xun's sixth-level combat power was gone.

Until he caught Cheng Huang, which once again accelerated his fate and ended in a miserable defeat.

(End of this chapter)