Guangling Qin Mansion.

Yi Xiao personally cooked a table of dishes for Qin Yun.

"Brother Yun, I'm a little worried." Yixiao held the wine glass.

"What are you worried about?" Qin Yun said with a smile.

"You said before, a dream of a hundred years, and the dream is the same as the real one, you can practice it." Yi Xiao whispered, "But in this way, Brother Yun, you seem to have lived a hundred years more than a hundred years, too long! You and I are only over thirty. When you wake up from the dream, Brother Yun, will you be unfamiliar with me, and even don't want me..."

Qin Yun walked to his wife, hugged her gently, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, your husband is the world's number one sword immortal, and he has hope of entering the Tao. How can he shake my heart after just a hundred years of practice in his dream?"

"If you are really ruthless to me." Yi Xiao looked at Qin Yun, "Hmph, I will first use Shenxiao thunder to strike you, and then go back to Shenxiao Sect, so that you can't even see me."

"Shenxiao thunder struck me? Madam, it's too cruel. Is it murdering my husband?" Qin Yun glared.

"It depends on how you have been dreaming for a hundred years and how you have been to me after you come out of seclusion."

"Don't worry, as soon as I get out of seclusion, I'll pull you into the house." Qin Yun said.

"Wake me into the house, why?" Yixiao was puzzled.

"Of course it is the art of complimenting yin and yang." Qin Yun sighed, "Single yin does not grow, and only yang does not grow. Yin and yang in the world are the right way."

"What are you saying?" Yi Xiao's face turned slightly red.

"It's all an old husband and wife, and the dream is the same as it is, it's a hundred years." Qin Yunlian said, "Is it easy for me?"

Yi Xiao covered her mouth and laughed.

...

That night.

Yi Xiao sent Qin Yun into the quiet room. The door of the quiet room was closed, and the formation was heavy. The Yellow Turban Strongman was even more instructed to keep the quiet room strictly! No one was allowed to break in.

Quiet indoor.

Qin Yun sat cross-legged, and he took out the wood carving of Amitabha from his arms. The carving was very simple and rough, but it had an inexplicable meaning. Qin Yun placed the wood carving on the open space in front.

"A dream of a hundred years? Will it lead to practice?" Qin Yun was puzzled secretly, "I don't know what the dream of a hundred years will be like. Master Zhang said vaguely."

"Let's get started."

Qin Yun's thought began to penetrate the wood carvings of Amitabha Buddha, and the moment it penetrated.

"boom"

Qin Yun only felt his entire soul roar suddenly. When it was roaring, Qin Yun saw the Amitabha wood carving seemed to be "smiling".

"What, the Buddha statue is carved and laughing?" Qin Yun's consciousness became blank in the roar, and he didn't know anything.

In a place that is endlessly distant, there is a Buddha with infinite light on his body and endless wisdom in his eyes. He turned to look at Qin Yun and showed a smile.

"Go."

The Buddha, who had infinite light, smiled and pointed gently.

Suddenly, Qin Yun's soul quickly traveled through time and space with an incredible force, heading to another world that was endlessly distant, and then directly entered the sleeping boy's body.

...

Qin Yun only felt confused and had a split headache, and even his memory was confused.

I remember that I was Qin Yun in a while.

After a while, I seemed to be a boy named "Ying".

"I should be dreaming." Qin Yunmu made a vague judgment, "Yes, it's dreaming. I remember the wood carving of Amitabha Buddha that has been dreaming for thousands of years. Is this wing... the identity of my dream? But there are so many memories and it's really messy."

Memories belonging to wings are constantly pouring in.

"Ying, wings, wake up, wake up." A voice came from my ears.

"Let Wing sleep for a while, maybe it's better to sleep for a while."

"Wild didn't die like that, right?"

"The blood of the Qiwu family will not die so easily."

There were also some young voices around.

Then the sound disappeared.

It seems like a long time has passed.

Qin Yun gradually woke up completely. He slowly opened his eyes. He was lying in a cave with some weeds under his body. There were two young men and girls who were also sleeping soundly next to him.

"I'm injured?" Qin Yun looked at his chest, and his chest was tingling with a rag. Qin Yun carefully pulled the rag and looked at the wound. The wound was ferocious, but it was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Recovering so quickly, how terrifying was the original injury?"

"This body power is stronger than the body of my innate Golden Dan Sword Immortal." Qin Yun muttered secretly, "He is only a fourteen-year-old boy. His cultivation method is similar to the gods and demons in his hometown court, but it is even more rough!"

Although the method of the gods and demons is a secret tradition of the court.

But what is Qin Yun's identity? He killed so many demons, but he still collected some methods of gods and demons from the bottom.

A comparison.

I found that the method of practicing this "Wing" boy was very rough.

"According to memory, the Qiwu family is actually a descendant of a congenital god and demon." Qin Yun exclaimed, "Because of the blood of the innate god and demon, even if you practice this rough method "Qiwu Three Volumes" only then can you achieve success. If ordinary people practice, this method is useless."

"Although it's rough, it's also direct to the realm of gods and demons."

"I can't find any mistake in the practice method I discovered in a dream." Qin Yun couldn't believe it. His eyes were so vicious. He could only say that the method was rough, but he couldn't say it was wrong. "A dream for a hundred years is the same as the real in the dream. I heard Master Zhang say this before, and I was still secretly suspicious. After all, it was just a dream after all, it was just a dream, which could be compared with the reality? But now, the memory of this 'wing' is so detailed. I can't tell the slightest falseness around the weeds, rocks, even the flesh and blood, muscles and bones of my soul, and even the practice method?"

No matter how much he looks at this level, he thinks it is true!

"If it is just a dream, it would be amazing to create a world where I can't even notice the slightest flaw." Qin Yun sighed secretly.

"Yi, you're awake." A young man walked in from outside the cave and shouted excitedly when he saw Qin Yun wake up.

Suddenly, the sleeping young girl woke up, and another boy ran in outside the cave.

"Haha, wing, it's so good. You woke up. I was scared to death. You were torn to pieces by the demon's claw just now. Fortunately, you didn't hurt your heart, otherwise you would have died on the spot." A chubby boy shouted, and as he came up, he pulled the rag open, looked at it, and nodded, "It's almost done, I guess it will be completely cured tomorrow. If you survive the disaster, you will definitely be able to hunt the demon."

"Yi is the blood of the Qiwu family, of course it will not die." said the girl next to her.

"Now, wings are fine, we have much more confidence in hunting demons."

"Ying's strength is the strongest among us. Without yers, we will be in trouble this coming-of-age ceremony."

Qin Yun smiled and looked at the four young men and women in front of him.

According to this memory called 'wings'.

The five of them are all children of a large family, all fourteen years old, and they entered the Great Wilderness to kill demons. Each of them must kill a demon to complete the coming-of-age ceremony. If they fail, they will never be able to go back. Only when the coming-of-age ceremony is completed can their status change, and they can truly be recognized by the family, truly obtain a name, and be qualified to use their surnames.

Like 'wing', just a nickname.

“Buzz.”

Qin Yun suddenly frowned, and a evil aura gradually flowed from his heart and also affected his soul.

This breath made Qin Yun feel a strong desire to kill, and this breath also faintly conveyed a message: "Fifty years later, this dream will be broken."

"Fifty years?" Qin Yun was secretly confused.

"Fifty years later, the dream will be broken?" Qin Yun stood up, and although there was still pain in his chest, he still walked to the cave.

"Yi, you are injured, don't be vigilant." The fat boy said continuously.

"Xu, I'm just looking." Qin Yun stood at the entrance of the cave and looked outside.

In the sky, the moon is very huge.

And the wilderness outside is full of weeds and there is no end to see at a glance.

"So real." Qin Yun looked at all this.

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