Chapter 638 Brother

A golden ape is climbing on a tall and seemingly endless peak. Every time it takes a step up, the sun and moon in the sky tremble, as if there is a pillar connecting the sun and the moon on top of the golden ape's head.

The Sanskrit sound of the tall mountain peak is played, and flowers fly out and fly back from time to time. Mr. Lin Lin's fairy Buddha stepped on the auspicious clouds and stabbed on the top of the peak. Only the golden giant ape climbed with his hands and feet, such as Kuafu chasing the sun, and like Yugong moving the mountain, reminiscent of the magical legend drawn with blood and tears in the ancient times of famine. Say.

"Boom!"

The strange scene repeatedly appeared in front of An Bochen and Sima Jin. It was nothing more than the golden giant ape climbing the huge mountain back and forth, making loud noises, and the fairy Buddhas all over the mountain flew high in the sky, staring at the golden giant ape with a sympathetic and pitiful look. This feeling is like a cage, trapping An Bochen and Simajin in a big cage.

"Why did we come here in the blink of an eye?" Simajin asked.

"I don't know either." An Bochen answered honestly, with confused eyes.

Before that, whether it was a dream drinker in the Yin and Yang Mountain world, or a dream boater in the North Sea, An Bochen quickly took Simajin to the depths of the memory they wanted. In addition to the two of them, there were also people who were dreamed. And like now, entering a completely unknown dream time, and did not see the green-faced man who looked like Wang Ziyue, only a golden ape and Xiongshan.

"Is it difficult to understand the dream of Xuanxian?" Simajin said unconvinced and said, "I think that whether it is a mysterious fairy or a real immortal, or a real person who does not go to the fairyland, their dreams should be the same, because the dream is a state they show when they are most relaxed. The only difference is the awe in the dreamer's heart. He is a Xuanxian, so you look at him higher and his dream.

Looking at An Bochen, Simajin said seriously, "He was in a dream and fell into a dream, and you and I are not in the same dream, as if we are intoxicated and can't see clearly in front of us."

An Bochen was stunned, and then a sudden cheerful look appeared in his eyes.

"Indeed, the change and the same are all on Sunday. My dream this week is between infinite change and immutability.

After saying that, An Bochen laughed. He lifted the innocence from his waist, jumped high, and stabbed the golden ape with a sudden shot.

The golden ape felt murderous and suddenly turned around and stared at An Bochen fiercely. Zhou's body exuded a strong and almost tragic and horrible atmosphere, which was even much stronger than Wang Ziyue, who was a Xuanxian. An Bochen only sent out real immortal gunpower. With such a hard hit, ten will be slapped into meat sauce by the golden ape. Although Sima Jin knew that he was in a dream at this time, he couldn't help but be worried when he saw this extremely realistic scene.

"Bang!"

An Bochen stabbed the golden giant ape with a shot. Although the giant ape's breath was strong, it was more like a mirror, which was instantly stabbed to shatter by An Bochen.

At the same time, there is also the mountain with fairy Buddhas flying all over the sky.

"I know, the ape just now is the incarnation of the dream god of Prince Mountain. It was only because Wang Zishan was too ambitious that it turned into an ape who wanted to conquer Xianshan. An Bochen took his gun away, looked at the cross stream under his feet, and said.

"Prince Mountain?" Simajin doubted.

"Exactly, his name is Wang Zishan." After breaking the illusion, An Bochen easily learned the real name of the green-faced man: "Knowing this name, it should not be difficult to guess the relationship between him and Wang Ziyue."

"Indeed, no wonder the two look so similar." Sima Jin showed a fruitless expression, and then seemed to think of something funny. She narrowed her eyes and said, "Does the two brothers have anything to do with the Qinger Master?" Is it another bitter drama of two men competing for one woman?

"You guessed wrong this time." An Bochen shook his head and smiled, "In the memory of Wang Zishan, there is not much to do with the Qinger Master. I also asked Mengjing Youshen. Wang Zishan and Wang Ziyue have two personalities. They are greedy and cold. They like women but just play with their beauty.

"Dreams bless God? Where is it?" Simajin asked.

Seeing An Bochen clapping his hands, a golden ape appeared in front of Sima Jin, bowing with both hands and bowing to Sima Jin.

"Isn't it just like the mountaineering ape has become smaller?"

"Yes, the dream of God is often related to the host itself. I saw that there was a monkey tail behind Wang Ziyue, and the dream god of Wangzi Mountain was a golden ape. Nine out of ten of their blood..."

"You're right." Sima Jin, who was familiar with ancient history, nodded: "Wang Ziyue is the descendant of the ancient Honghuang god ape, and he is also famous in history books. However, I have never seen the people of Wang Zishan in history books, and no official history has ever said that Wang Ziyue, the first general of the Heavenly Palace, also has a compatriot brother.

While talking, the cross stream in front of them has become two wide Tianhes above the stars, the sun and the moon.

There are two children who look like golden monkey heads. They are playing with water by the Tianhe River, which is crossed into a cross. One of them has a long tail, and the other is slightly blue. Although they are only five or six years old, they can roll up dozens of feet of huge waves and play with the huge waves into various shapes with a casual wave. Such magical power can only be possessed by the blood descendants of ancient sages. No one knows where the parents of the two children are, and they don't know why they fell to the Tianhe River, but the fairy gods who passed by know clearly that even without the guidance of the master, as long as the two children grow up smoothly, over time, there will be two more figures in the world that cannot be underestimated. Therefore, the immortals will stay. They are fine.

A few years later, there were two great people who traveled from the far end of the world and met Tianhe. When they saw the second child, they were shocked and asked to take two children as apprentices. One was named Wang Ziyue, the other was named Wang Zishan, and they met every ten years to see who taught the apprentice better.

Wang Ziyue and Wang Zishan are separated. One point is ten years. Every ten years, meeting is a big fight. And almost every time, Wang Ziyue won by a narrow margin. Qingmian Wang Zishan didn't care at first, but every time he lost, he would be punished by the master when he returned to the mountain gate. Gradually, he began to complain to the master and his brothers. After all, blood is thicker than water. What is this trivial resentment?

When they were getting older, their magical powers were also strong, and the fighting power of light between heaven and earth could be ranked in the top 100. At this time, they were sent out by the masters to experience and went to the same place to experience together. For the two brothers, it is undoubtedly a matter for them to feel that they can fight and kill without seeing each other and practice together.

The place where they practice is Xizhou, one of the four continents in the center of heaven and earth, and the West Sea to the west of Xizhou. And the task they have experienced is to take the marrow of a million-year-old dragon!

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Seeing this, An Bochen and Simajin looked at each other and were secretly surprised, but they didn't expect that what Wang Zishan had said to them before was true. There was really a million-year-old real dragon in the West Sea.

"If we can only get the dragon eyes of the ten-thousand-year-old real dragon, we will have the opportunity to refine it into a flying driver that shuttles through time and space." Sima Jin, who stepped on the waves and stood near the West Sea, said to An Bochen, "If you can get the dragon eyes of a million-year-old real dragon, our flying car can reach anywhere."

"But even if the West Sea once had the remains of a million-year-old real dragon, it was a long time ago. I think that over the years, it has been robbed by the immortals who accidentally or deliberately passed by." An Bochen shrugged his shoulders.

"It's true." Simajin sighed secretly, but a trace of fluke flashed in her eyes.

The two were in the memory of Wang Zishan's childhood, followed him and his brother Wang Ziyue, and flew to the depths of the West Sea together.

An Bochen and Simajin are not very curious about the experience of Wang Zishan. For them, what they want to do now is to escape through the dream of Wang Zishan. But at this time, when they come out of the dream, they will arrive at the West Sea. From the West Sea to the North Sea where the Nether Religion is located, they will still meet the prince waiting in the middle of the sea. Yue, it's like being busy for nothing. Therefore, they have to wait until the Nether Religion in the depths of the North Sea appears in the dream of Wang Zishan before they can leave. At that time, they leave, and the two directly reach the Nether Religion. As for whether Wang Zishan had been to the Netherland before, An Bochen and Simajin could only gamble on luck. If they had never been to Wang Zishan before, in order to survive, they could only obey the wishes of Wang Zishan and go to the West Sea.

The West Sea is as vast as the North Sea, but compared with the darker North Sea, the sea of the West Sea is golden yellow under the sun, like a wave of wheat ears and rice rolling in the strong wind. From time to time, monks step on reeds or canoes and swim from the shoal to the depths of the sea, or from the depths of the sea to the shoal.

"At that time, the Buddhist family was still very prosperous." An Bochen said.

"Buddha has always been prosperous, including now." Simajin explained to An Bochen, "Don't say that there is no Buddha in the three major forces in the world, it is because the status of the Buddha is as detached as the heavenly court."

"This way..." An Bochen nodded slightly: "Is there any Buddhist family in the future we came from?"

"Maybe there is, maybe not. All I know is that no matter how fierce the ancient and ancient wars are, the Buddha will win or lose in it. It has never really been defeated and will never be defeated. On the other hand, most of the sects only exist in history books. No matter how brilliant they have been, they can't beat the wind and rain of history. Simajin said, "That's because the Buddhist doctrine is only for the afterlife. Like your Zhou Tianmeng, it is weaving the dream that everyone yearns for."

An Bochen nodded repeatedly as he listened.

The sea breeze was refreshing. The two of them talked while flying. In a short time, they saw Wang Ziyue and Wang Zishan in the distance stop in front of an abyss.