Legend of the Great Saint

“Qingshan.” Xiao An only saw Li Qingshan's eyebrows wrinkle in his sleep, as if he was in great pain.

Mirage King sat down again, no longer looking careless, but sitting on her back, looking up at that dream reflection in the sky, Li Qingshan ran around in the dream, the scene in the dream was always just an ordinary small village, yet she revealed a nightmarish fear.

"Where am I?" asked Andy. ”

“Wagyu Village, where he was born.” Xiao An glanced at Mirage King.

“In other words, this was twenty years ago… as I thought it would be… Turns out this is his greatest fear, turns out this is his greatest fear… Not pain and death, not forgetting everything, dying alone, but fear… It's all a dream! ”

The Mirage King's voice trembled slightly.

Xiao 'an noticed her strangeness, and thought about it, “Now that you say that there is fear in everything, what is your deepest fear, Mirage King? ”

Mirage sighed and did not answer positively, "I would really like to wake him up at this moment, but it is against my principles of existence, so he is dead. ”

Over the past millennia, practitioners who have fallen into the sea of illusions and sunk into nightmares may not have been killed by the monsters of nightmares before facing their greatest fears.

Yet, with extraordinary courage to die fearless, he continued to this day, entering deeper nightmares, and yet had to face his greatest fears, which had become an unresolved death knot.

No one can overcome their greatest fears, no one! The higher the Tao Gao, the greater the courage, the deeper the fear. This primitive, deepest, longest lasting, strongest emotion is the cornerstone of the will.

“I don't believe it.” Xiao 'an stubbornly said.

“Well, let's see! ”

Mirage King is no longer willing to watch the scene, but directly into Li Qingshan's dream. He looks down on his soul. He can't help but shush in his heart and hide a hint of expectation.

In the reflection of the dream, Li Qingshan dug up a white stone in the backyard of the goddess, sat there all night, then walked out the door and came to the well.

“Is it finally over? ”

Through the villagers' eyes, Mirage King looked down at Li Qingshan, whose soul fell by the moon's well, and couldn't help but sigh.

If it is a general dream, suicide is indeed a way to escape, yet death in this deepest nightmare is the only way to die, and even the soul is destroyed and sinked, and then digested by a mirage. The legend of the South China Sea practice is not entirely false.

However, Li Qingshan stood up and headed outside the village.

Mirage King stunned, all the villagers were stopped. Brother Li and Sister Li wanted to go forward and stop them. However, Mirage King stopped them and did not want to cross the branch festival again. She wanted to see what this man really wanted to do. Besides, when this man decides to leave, what can a villager and villager do to stop him?

When Li Qingshan stood in front of the butcher shop in the town and stared at the cowhead, Mirage King looked through the butcher's eyes and looked at the scene:

“Still unwilling, do you want to confirm? This blue bull really means a lot to you, it's an indispensable spiritual pillar, but now you can see, ‘miracle’ doesn't exist, ‘dream’ doesn't exist, this time it's time to die, go back, go back to your cow village! ”

However, Li Qingshan raised his head and walked far away.

Mirage looked at his distant background and gave him a strange look.

“What do you want? You don't know, everything is in vain! ”

So she followed him, watching him wander in this maze with no exit, searching for a dream that never existed, disappointed once, but never desperate, tempted once, but never stopped.

Unconsciously, he spent dozens of dreams with him.

Finally, one day, he stood on his feet and looked back, and the shadow of death spread, and he clearly felt it. After a brief thought, he laughed and made his final last words:

“Regret my ass! ”

Stone broke into shock, and the Mirage King shook it, muttering to himself: “He actually won this nightmare. No, it's not a victory. There is no chance of victory. He just insists on not admitting defeat, even at the last moment of his life. Heh, what a stupid way to do it! ”

Between the underworld, it's like seeing a blue bull standing on top of the sky. The bull demon is stuck, perhaps life is a senseless insistence, but insistence on itself is the greatest senseless!

Perhaps the world has no cow brother, no Xiao 'an, no nine days, but even though it has forgotten some, it has lost all sorts of magic and magic, and there is a spirit that has deeply gone deeper into the heart than fear.

Perhaps you will never be able to overcome your fears, but this does not prevent you from continuing to fight.

“Psst!”

Dreams are shattered, butterflies fly in endless darkness, unspeakable colors of dancing, and a slice of equally unspeakable pigment is dyed on this black screen.

With Xiao 'an's call, Li Qingshan woke up from his dreams, slowly opening his eyes, looking at Xiao 'an's joyful face, the gate of memory opened instantly, various languages, sounds and images rushed out, the headache cracked, exhausted, but there is an unspeakable joy.

“Wonderful, wonderful! ”

The Mirage King clapped hard, expressing no stint of admiration in her heart. With Li Qingshan's awakening, her face once again stabilized, such as the fantastic beauty of dreams.

“Mirage King! ”

Li Qingshan drank violently and instantly understood that all the nightmares he had experienced were due to Mirage King. She was not as kind and gentle as King Banyan said. And treat his nightmare as a movie and let him out of anger!

“I know you're angry, but it's not my fault! Young Ando, you better explain to him, let him control his hostility and don't make me have to do it.” Mirage opened his hands and looked innocent enough to beat the crap out of him.

“Aoyama!” Xiao An held Li Qingshan tightly behind him and muttered.

“Ann?” Li Qingshan was slightly surprised and felt her heart, fluctuating violently.

As Mirage said, she was awake all the time, but also bore the greatest and only fear of losing him, watching him run away in nightmares, alone in all fear, in danger of death at any moment. Now he's finally awake peacefully, how can he be calm?