Magic Tower Starry Sky

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In a dream. The man sitting on the top of the five-story magic tower watched the all-too-familiar starry sky alone.

It's quite rare that after coming in, I didn't see Fatty and Zhonger himself, nor did I see the silver-bearded dwarf guardian who appeared here for some reason. The current self needs to be quiet, that's right, that kind of sarcasm will only make myself angry, and it's not what I need now. Was it too tolerant of that dwarf woman? Maybe after going out, it's time to settle this matter.

It's just that today's feeling is different, as if something is quite active. Even why he appeared here, a certain person was a little at a loss, this time he didn't want to come in today.

Suddenly a burst of familiar music sounded. The brisk flute sound is paired with the guzheng. Although I haven't heard it for more than ten years, I still have a deep memory. It's just that the dream magic tower also has its own bgm? How come I only found out today.

This melodious music is not classical music, or the song of any idol star, but the famous product of Onishima, the soundtrack of a certain puppet in the Thunderbolt Puppet Show. just why...

"Half-god, half-sage and half-immortal, all Confucianism and Taoism are all sages. There are thousands of books in the mind, and half the sky of civil and martial arts."

White-haired lotus crown, one-character hairpin, hooked eyebrows, a little red cinnabar on the forehead, elegant temperament; black Taoist robe with yellow silk thread, sword bag on the back, dust whisk in the right hand, and gold leaf in the left. The live-action version of Qingxiang Bailiansu really just used the initial appearance, chanting poems, walking slowly out of the starry sky, towards someone.

At the moment, someone has only one thought. Although the clothes are in the initial form, but fortunately the face is in the later form. Otherwise, it is really hard for someone to imagine what the round face in the early days would look like when it was turned into a real person. The nickname of Su Dabing is not just called casually.

"Fellow Daoist invites."

Someone who is still in the fugue only knows ah ah ah ah ah. Su Zhenzhen showed a narrow expression, and bowed to greet him again: "Before..."

"Alas! Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist is fine! Fellow Daoist is very good! Please, please." Lin said in a panic. What a joke, Bei Su really said the word 'senior', this book will be finished tomorrow. Maybe he wasn't going to say those two words, but someone wouldn't bet on it.

It was just such a commotion that brought him back to his senses, and he couldn't understand how the person holding the golden leaf would appear in front of his eyes again and again. Although he didn't show up before, the golden leaf that floated into his hand to remind him also showed his identity from a certain angle. just why?

"It seems that Fellow Daoists don't quite believe me. What about this one?" Su Zhenzhen stepped aside as he spoke. Another person walked out of the starry sky. Also sang the title of the poem: "Success overwhelms the three parts of the country, and the name becomes the eight formations. The river flows and the stone does not turn, and the hatred is lost and swallowed Wu."

The visitor is eight feet long, with a face like a crown jade, a long beard under his jaw, a Ge scarf on his head, a crane cloak on his body, and a feather fan in his hand. He looks like a fairy. He came out of the starry sky, walking slowly but fast; in a blink of an eye, he had already landed on the top of the tower, gracefully.

He first bowed to Su Zhenzhen beside him and said, "Su Xianren."

"Prime Minister." Su Zhenzhen returned the gift.

The visitor bowed to someone in a daze again. "Tower Master."

dumbfounded...

"Liangguan Suxian appeared on the stage with a poem to open the way, and imitated it with Dongshi. Could it be that this is abrupt for the tower master?"

Someone finally remembered shaking his head, but he was still dumbfounded...

"Maybe it's not enough. What about this one?" Saying this, the suave middle-aged scribe with a feather fan stepped aside.

A person reappears in the starry sky and rides a strange object. The face is like a horse, the horns are like a deer, the hooves are like an ox, and the tail is like a donkey. The four hooves are self-generated, and they kick a fisherman here. He sang loudly: "Ziya has fallen into the mundane world at this time, and he is like a savage with a white head and complaints. Several times he has made himself an old clumsy, and three times he has been in the world and turned against each other. Fenxi has not entered the dream of flying bears, and Weishui knows that there is Ruilin. World. Ji Fengyun opened the emperor's business and lived in Changchun at the age of 800."

An old man with white beard and white hair, with a fishing rod hooked on his back and a fishing basket tied to his waist, sat sideways on the four statues, and stepped on the clouds to the top of the tower. The old man got off his mount neatly, came to Lin and greeted Lin: "Old Jiang Shang, I have met the tower master."

Someone knelt down, totally knelt down!

When things go beyond a certain level of weirdness, the first possibility that someone thinks of is that the other two are messing with him. In the dream, I can change arbitrarily, regardless of appearance, shape, clothing or even gender.

But there is one thing that can't be done, and that is clone. Whether it is a mirror image, or a copy that can behave differently, neither self can do it in this dream. In other words, when seeing the third person appear, Lin knew that all of this had nothing to do with the other two.

So these are the 'real goods'?

No! Two are dead people who only appear in history, and one is a puppet that is not even counted as a living person, and will appear in front of you. Whatever the reason, he knelt down.

On the top of the Dreamland Magic Tower, there is an Eight Immortals table with four people sitting around it. In addition to Lin, there are three people, old, middle-aged and young. A pot of fragrant tea was brewed on the table. This was Tieguanyin, a good pot of tea that someone drank before time travel. Of course it won't be top-notch, because I haven't drunk that kind of thing before, so I can't imagine it, so naturally I can't manifest it in this dream.

As a little tea boy, Lin helped the three masters fill a cup and said at the same time: "That is to say, you are actually you, but you are not you."

"Although it's a bit convoluted, it's not wrong to understand it this way."

"Exist in Alaya Consciousness, use his heart shape to shape your body. You have collective memory, but you have your own personality, so you will not be limited to the era and subject matter. As long as everyone recognizes it, it makes sense. This is what the East wants. Being popular, the West wants to fight for faith

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reason? "

"Of course. The so-called gods are not exactly what people imagined, shaped, and explained by people. It is because this old man was a **** in the past, and he enjoyed a long life on the list of gods, but he had to do something, and he was unwilling to die. It's on. It's hard to be a fairy, but it's hard to be a god." Jiang Ziya blew carefully, took a sip of hot tea, and said with emotion.

Look at this picture, there are three black lines on someone's forehead. He asked, "Is the Romance of the Gods true or false?"

"It's true and false, it's up to you whether you believe it or not." The old lady smiled kindly, and said the same thing as saying something or not.

But this reminded someone of his previous calculations, and said in a low voice: "That is to say, if I find a way to bring the world tree back to the earth species, there is really a lot to do."

Gently shaking the feather fan, Zhuge Liang said: "That's true, but this is also something we don't want the Tower Master to do."

do not wish? "Why?" Lin asked.

"Liu Bowen slayed the dragon seven hundred years ago, and Sun Wen changed the Yuan a hundred years ago. The Pagoda Master wouldn't think that these things are just for nothing." Su Zhenzhen said with a smile.

With the decline of martial arts and the prosperity of science and technology, the earth ushered in the Dharma-ending Era, was it deliberately manipulated by "human beings"? "Is this what you want? Why?"

"However, just in time for the meeting, we are gradually moving towards this road."

"Then what's wrong with returning to that kind of world? Unlike now, the East is suppressed by the West everywhere."

However, Jiang Ziya shook his head and said, "Pagoda Master, changing the dynasty is not a small matter. Have you ever thought about the price you will pay for such a huge change, just to let the East overwhelm the West? According to what you said, the government and financial groups do not Okay, then it will be better if you switch to sects and clans? In my opinion, there are no two. As for the coexistence of such things, it is even more ridiculous. How can one mountain accommodate two tigers. If two tigers compete, if there is a victory or defeat That's all, if both sides are hurt, then who should be counted."

Hearing this, Lin could only smile wryly. Many Xianxia novels and Western superhero comics do not depict a scene of world harmony, but more cruel competition. Speaking of it, what is the difference with reality? It's like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

It's just that it makes people even more confused. "Since that's the case, why did I come to this world?"

"Change in the midst of change." Su Zhenzhen said: "As the world evolves, there will naturally be intelligent and talented people to advance. However, if the delay is too long, or when it stops, a little change is needed. Therefore, the tower owner is called Come here in exchange."

"Exchange!" Hearing this key, Lin's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Who was exchanged back?"

Su Zhenzhen pinched his fingers and said like a few treasures: "In the long past, there are Wang Mang of the New Dynasty and Liu Xiu of the Eastern Han Dynasty. In the modern West, there are Evers Presley and Stephen Jobs. If you want to talk about famous figures in the modern East, then It's Mao..."

"Ah, ah, ah, stop. I probably know who you want to talk about, so stop here. Otherwise, this book will not be finished tomorrow, but will be harmonious. So, can I accomplish something as big as those people?"

"Not exactly." The old, middle and young people shook their heads at the same time and shrugged regretfully. Zhuge Liang even said bluntly: "Everything is almost wiped out, and everything is almost dead. There are very few outstanding people in the world."

Ha ha a smile~www.wuxiamtl.com~Su Zhenzhen said again: "The tower owner must not underestimate himself. Among the many people who exchanged, those who can see us are very few. Those who can find a way to return home, They are even rarer. Naturally, we will not be stingy with helping people like this."

"The condition is, do things according to your ideas?"

"No." Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan again, and said, "Lend me your power, it's easy. But where does the power come from? If the plank road is not repaired, it is difficult to get out of the river. In the same way, without the help of the World Tree, our It’s difficult to sit here and discuss the matter. The tower master is the first to think about how to fix this matter.”

These words can be regarded as clear, Lin naturally thought about it in his heart. However, being able to get in touch with their heights does not really make people feel at ease, but instead brings more confusion and troubles. Lin asked: "Borrowing the power of the earth, is there really no limit? Why do you think this kind of thing is unreliable?"

"Haha, of course." Su Zhenzhen pointed to the sky with his right hand and the ground with his left, and said, "Where the starry sky is, we are there." Then Zhuge Liang and Jiang Taigong also pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, saying at the same time. Then, more of the same actions and words came from all directions. The sound is rumbling, like raging waves, and like the sound of the earth. Under the starry sky, there are countless figures.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^