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Chapter 1262: After Awakening, I Know The Body In The Dream(1/3)

Ancestor Qu Ping was devastated and walked to the Miluo River. His face was haggard, his appearance was withered, and his eyes were blank.

Sometimes he looked at the river, sometimes at the mountains in the distance, and sometimes at his own reflection in the river.

Wherever you look, everything is stained with endless sadness.

The originally cloudless and clear sky suddenly became gloomy and dark, and it began to rain continuously.

The distant mountains that were originally clear and green suddenly lost all color and turned gray.

The Miluo River, which was originally lined with orchids, suddenly lost all its vitality. The river turned into a torrent, and the angry waves crashed on the shore. Just like the heart of ancestor Qu Ping at this moment, he could not calm down.

"Hey! It's so good, why did it rain suddenly!" There were many Chu people fishing and working on the riverside. When the weather changed, they all ran to a hut on the riverside to take shelter from the rain.

Ancestor Qu Ping did not take shelter from the rain. He stood like an alien in the rain, out of tune with the whole world.

Seeing this scene, some of those people hiding from the rain in the thatched hut laughed, while others sighed.

"Is this Dr. Sanlu really crazy as rumored? He doesn't hide when it rains, and he's not afraid of getting sick from the rain."

"Be careful! Dr. Sanlu is a nobleman of Chu... He is just sad and depressed. How dare you call him crazy!"

"The news that Yingdu was broken was a huge blow to him..."

"It's pitiful. If the late king was willing to listen to the advice of Dr. Sanlu, how could our Chu country end up like this..."

"Huh? Look over there. There is a little baby who didn't take shelter from the rain. He doesn't know how to take shelter when it rains. Could he be a fool too?"

The little doll that everyone was referring to was Ning Fan, who was transforming into a child at this moment.

Ning Fan went ashore and walked slowly along the river. The water splashed by the rapids occasionally splashed onto his body, but he did not wipe it away.

The rain from the sky fell on him, but he did not avoid it. It was as if his body was in harmony with the Tao, as if he had merged with the rain between heaven and earth, as if the rain was a part of his body.

Whether it's water splash or rain, everything is cold. Ning Fan, with his level of cultivation, actually felt a bit of a bone-chilling chill.

In fact, what is cold is not the rain or water, but the Taoism and sorrow imbued in it.

"Is this person the target of my Dao Nian war... This person's Dao Nian is very strong! This person's cultivation has clearly not reached the third step, but the strength of his Dao Nian has already reached the third step..."

Ning Fan's expression remained unchanged, but he was a little surprised inside.

The old man in front of me, who looks haggard, desperate and sad, is actually such a powerful person!

The cultivation level has not reached the third step, but Tao thoughts have penetrated the heavens and the earth!

"If this person is at his peak, in this Dao Nian decisive battle, even if I have all the advantages, I only have a five-point chance of winning. Three points means a draw, and the remaining two points mean I will lose..."

"Unfortunately, there is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart. This person's heart has died, so his Taoist thoughts have lost all warmth. It is not difficult to defeat such a decadent Taoist thought..." Ning Fan's eyes flashed with green light, and he saw the clues.

Although he has not yet remembered who he is, he can use certain magical powers instinctively.

Ancestor Qu Ping seemed to have not seen Ning Fan in the distance.

He didn't think that he was in the midst of a Taoist war at this moment.

He only remembered half of who he was.

I only remembered the first half of his life, but failed to remember the second half of his life.

In the first half of his life, he was Qu Ping, the Sanlu official of Chu State, and a sinner who was exiled twice.

But what crime did he commit?

hehe.

If it is a sin to be loyal and forthright, and if it is a sin to refuse to go along with this troubled world, then he is really guilty of a heinous crime.

In the past, he still hoped that the king of Chu could wake up, understand his loyalty, and restore the country's declining fate...

But now, nothing matters anymore.

The moment the capital of the Chu Kingdom was conquered, his heart completely died.

The king abandoned the capital and fled in panic. Although the Chu State was relatively safe for the time being, the fate of the country had been taken away by the Qin people from the moment the capital was destroyed.

The fate of the country has been lost and its strength has been exhausted. Sooner or later, this Chinese state will fall into the hands of the Qin people. This is a destiny. It is too difficult to contend.

"What else can I do, what can I do... Do you want me to die for the country? Hahaha, it is so easy to die for the country. As long as the king calls me, even if the great Chu has exhausted all his strength, I am willing to follow him.

The king is on his left and right, and he will die with his own life!"

"If you carry a long sword and carry a Qin bow, if your head and body are separated, your heart will not be punished!"

"Yi Yu's heart is kind, and even though he died nine times, he still has no regrets!"

"What a pity! Hateful! Tragic! Until now, the king still doesn't need me and treats me like nothing. My loyalty has always been just wishful thinking..."

The grief of ancestor Qu Ping became more and more painful and desolate.

He was walking crazily by the river.

Sometimes they lament, sometimes they roar, sometimes they recite sad and heroic poems.

In the hut far away, some people laughed at him, some sympathized with him, some pitied him, but no one understood him.

"It's pitiful. Doctor Sanlu's health was not good to begin with. After the rain, he became even crazier." Some people sighed from time to time in the hut.

"No! Why is he getting closer and closer to the river? Could it be that he wants to throw himself into the river!" Some people found the clue.

Immediately, several men stood up and rushed out of the hut, trying to grab Patriarch Qu Ping to prevent him from throwing himself into the river.

But it's not close!

Ancestor Qu Ping's Taoist thoughts were so strong that just three or five mortals could not overcome his layers of Taoist thoughts and get close to his body.

That aura was as if if he wanted to live, God couldn't let him die!

If he wants to die, God cannot let him live!

Haha, it’s better to go back! It’s better to go back!

Ancestor Qu Ping stepped into the river step by step.

Seeing that the target of his Dao Nian war actually wanted to die, Ning Fan was stunned for a moment, then thoughtful, and then, his face changed slightly, and he quickly stepped forward, trying to grab Qu Ping and prevent him from throwing himself into the river.

Why!

But it turns out that although Patriarch Qu Ping did not expect to be in a Dao Nian battle, at this moment he had thoughts of seeking death, and his Dao Nian was begging for death. If this person's death wish was successful, Ning Fan would be considered defeated.

!

[This is the first level of my Taoist thoughts, so I named it Miluo!]

At this moment, Ning Fan seemed to be touched and remembered more things. He remembered what Patriarch Qu Ping said before the start of the Dao Nian War.

Since this person mentioned the first level of Dao Thought, there must be a second level of Dao Thought, and there may even be a third level of Dao Thought, and a fourth level... In other words, this Dao Thought war cannot be just one confrontation, it is very likely

There will be multiple confrontations.

What we are facing now should be the first confrontation between Dao and Nian.

We must overcome this man's desire to commit suicide by throwing himself into the river!

Boom boom boom!

It was the sound of Ning Fan's thoughts colliding fiercely with the opponent's thoughts!

Ordinary people can't get close to Patriarch Qu Ping, but Ning Fan can, and he is forcing his way forward against Patriarch Qu Ping's boundless thoughts!

This clash of Taoist thoughts was extremely loud, but ordinary people could not see this scene.

The Chu people in the thatched hut could only see a fisherman boy slowly walking towards Ancestor Qu Ping, and then they felt a strong wind blowing and thunder roaring between the heaven and the earth.

But the strange thing is that there is no trace of lightning. I wonder if the thunder comes from a very far away place?

The closer Ning Fan gets to Patriarch Qu Ping, the greater the obstacles he faces.

The collision between the two people's Dao thoughts is becoming more and more intense, and it has a tendency to penetrate the world!

If the world collapses, this Dao Nian battle will probably end in a draw.

"Hmph! Little Heaven and Earth, do I allow you to collapse?" Seeing that this Dao Nian battle is likely to be forced to draw due to the collapse of Heaven and Earth, one person was not happy.

In the distance, Old Man Han stood on the fishing boat with a displeased look on his face, glaring at the sky and the earth. With just one look, the yin and yang between heaven and earth were actually locked, making it impossible for heaven and earth to collapse.

"With Ning's personality, he would never be happy for this Dao Nian war to end like this..." Old Man Han said to himself, but he was actually a little confused in his heart. He didn't understand why he knew Ning Fan's character so well.

There are still ten steps to go.

Nine steps.

Eight steps.

Ning Fan is getting closer and closer to ancestor Qu Ping.

Although Patriarch Qu Ping's Dao Nian was strong, he could not stop his approach!

Three steps.

Two steps.

step.

Ning Fan finally came to Patriarch Qu Ping, stepped into the river, and pulled Patriarch Qu Ping back.
To be continued...
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