Chapter 1: Dream of the Sea of Blood

"Quick, no matter how fast, no matter how fast! ..." Feeling that the shadow behind him is getting closer and closer to him, Wu Fu feels that his legs and feet are not at his disposal. Every step is like stepping on a sponge cloth, empty and floating. He will fall down just by accident. However, with the tenacious belief of survival, Wu Fu's footsteps are getting faster and faster, but at this time Desperate things happened.

A chasm* appeared in front of him, cutting off Wu's way. In the face of the sudden gully, Wu couldn't stop his inertia at all. After leaving a desperate cry, his whole body quickly fell to the bottom of the ditch.

Listen to the mountain wind roaring by my ears.

Looking at the ground getting closer and closer to me.

Knowing that he was powerless to change something, Wu had no choice but to give up his final struggle. Perhaps out of his love and reluctance to give up life, his short 16 years of life was like a movie, flashing through Wu Fu's mind...

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"Another day has passed, and tomorrow will be the 3589 days I spent in the heavenly prison. For nearly ten years, I don't know if my father still remembers me as the emperor. Forget it, take a rest early and get up early tomorrow." A thin teenager drew a vertical bar on the wall of the heavenly prison again with wood and carbon, using it like this The way to represent the time you spent here.

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"Bastard!" Recalling the scene of being in the heavenly prison, Wu immediately realized that everything in front of him was fake. Because Wu Kui has fallen asleep in the heavenly prison, not in this endless mountains, everything in front of him is just a heartless person. The illusion formed through his dreams is by no means the real real world.

Although he reacted in time, this does not mean that Wu Wei is not in danger. Normal people dream of falling from a high altitude in their dreams, and will feel lack of energy because of fear when they wake up. Even if nothing happens in three or two days, it also hurts a person's soul. Not to mention falling in this artificial fantasy is likely to seriously damage the soul. Since then, the whole person has been muddle-headed, like a walking corpse. Generally speaking, people's intentions are extremely sinister...

"The king of the Ming Dynasty, French seal, now! The nine-fold pagoda protects my true body. Wu Fu once discussed the theory of gods and ghosts with Liu Banxian next door to the cell, and with the help of Liu Banxian's hand and the hidden place of the heavenly prison, he has seen the ghost of the secular world, and also knows that there are some unknown things in this world.

However, at that time, Liu Banxian once said that although there are ghosts in the world, there are nine-fold pagodas on people. As long as the nine-fold pagoda on his body is not destroyed, these little ghosts will be difficult to do evil, let alone the upper body. Perhaps Liu Banxian expected something or for other reasons. After Liu Banxian told Wu Ao the story of the nine-fold pagoda, he even taught Wu Fu some so-called Ming King's seal, saying that it was a method to drive the nine-fold pagoda. At that time, because he saw the ghost's interest soared, Wu Ao also took this opportunity to learn some ghosts. In retrospect, Wu Kui could still care whether it was true or false and immediately took action.

Liu Banxian did not deceive Wu Wei. With the pinch of the magic seal of the king of the Ming Dynasty, Wu Wei felt that his fantasy had been distorted. A colorful nine-fold pagoda faintly covered the whole illusion. At the same time, the momentum of falling in the fantasy was also stopped by a force. Wu Wei's whole body was so strange. Suspended in the fantasy.

"It is worthy of being the direct line of the royal family, flowing with the purest blood of your ancestors, which is much better than Wu Feng, but don't think that the immovable king seal with stalls, I can't help you! Thousands of blood, thousands of ghosts cry together. Feeling the changes in the fantasy, a huge hand pressed over from the sky. The fantasy originally distorted by Wu Ao's nine-fold pagoda became fragmented in an instant, and the nine-fold pagoda condensed by Wu Ao's body disappeared under this power.

"If heaven wants to destroy me, I will go against the sky. If the earth wants to hide me, I will destroy the earth. If people want to kill me, how can I be left to do it!" With the annihilation of the nine-fold pagoda, Wu Wei immediately felt that the power condensed by the unmovable king's seal was rapidly disappearing in advance, but even so, what could he do?

Does Wu Ao want to let others destroy it? Even if Wu Ao does not have the strength to break the fantasy set by the people, the foundation of this fantasy is Wu Ao's dream. Since it is Wu Wei's own dream, Wu Wei is the master of this illusion from some point of view, and what Wu Wei needs to face is not the person coming, but his own heart.

With the formation of a new fantasy, the sea of blood raised hundreds of feet of blood waves rushing towards Wu, and ghosts floated between the blood waves.

But Wu Fu, who has already understood, even if he is in a sea of blood, his body and mind sit firmly in it like the rock of the sea of blood, allowing thousands of ghosts to attack the huge waves of the sea of blood, but his heart remains unchanged, only his mind remains unchanged.

"Master Zeng Yun: If the body is upright, the heart will be upright, the heart will be upright, and if God is upright, all laws will be inviolable." Looking back on the strange writings I read in my early years, a paragraph of words written by Hua Taishi deeply branded Wu's heart.

Suddenly, the fantasy changed again, the sea of blood calmed down, thousands of ghosts were born, Shura Yecha, demons and monsters were surrounded by all sides, and ferocious faces appeared in front of Wu Wei, and the bloodthirsty fangs emitted cold light under the cover of the sea of blood.

Wu was determined to move, suppressing the thoughts in his heart and sticking to his heart.

Suddenly, the fantasy changed again, like the bliss of the world, beautiful women like clouds, warbler singing and dancing, secret, the cave is looming, and the ribbon is dim.

"Since ancient times, heroes have dreamed of falling into the arms of this beauty, but they don't know that this is the real dangerous place." Wu Wei couldn't help showing a trace of contempt in the face of the mirror in front of him, but soon he kept his heart, because new illusions resurfaced.

The sea of blood is boiling, the mountain of knives, the sea of corpses, the forest of guns, the rain of arrows, broken hands, broken legs, as if you are in the killing field of heaven and earth.

"Once the general's success is withered, I am determined to become a holy emperor. Under my leadership, the military disaster is certain, and the military attack will be clear. You can rest assured." Suppressing his own bloodthirsty, Wu looked coldly at the corpse mountain and blood in front of him and silently said his oath.

After hearing Wu Ao's vow, this world silently chose to give in, but at this time, a corpse smell rushed into Wu Ao's nasal cavity. He saw his own flesh and blood rotten, crawling full of flies, mosquitoes and maggots, and his white bones were faintly visible, and the pain of attentiveness spread all over Wu Ao's heart.

Wu still guarded his heart about this, and once again realized that the last trace of fear in his heart was gone.

"In ancient times, there was a Buddha who cut meat and fed eagles. Today, I will feed you with my flesh and blood. If you want, take it. What's the point!" At the moment when Wu was enlightened, the bottom of the blood sea made a shout of Xie Te. Thousands of blood seas separated from Wu's feet, and a blood sea giant Buddha appeared in front of Wu Ao. The Buddha statue was not as kind and loving as the Buddha said, but as the evil ghost on the 18th floor of hell.

"How can a little ghost become a Buddha? If the Buddha is so successful, there is no Buddha in the world, so don't make a fuss in my heart and disperse!" With the realization of life and death, how can all the world confuse Wu's original heart? The blood sea giant Buddha fell down like a broken glass into the sea of blood, and soon disappeared in the churning sea of blood.

"Hu..." When he woke up from his sleep, Wu angrily took a long breath. Recalling the danger in the dream just now, Wu couldn't help touching the sweat from his forehead.

"The kid is indove, the comer has died because you broke his heart. Go to bed early. Let's talk about it tomorrow!" Just as Wu Wei opened his eyes, a mosquito-like message penetrated into Wu Wei's eardrums.

"The kid is boundless." The moonlight reflected on Wu's tender cheeks through the skylight, with a faint smile.