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Chapter 734: Paranoia
Mu Chengfeng cultivated the Love Dream Avenue and searched hard, but he could not find it. The Love Dream Note stopped abruptly after recording this incident, and the next few pages were blank.
Li Changxiao remained silent and looked at the portrait in the Snow Sect again. The woman in the painting had a faint smile on her lips and a graceful figure. Behind her was a snowy scene, but the woman was wearing green clothes, which did not make her look like a cold plum blossom in the snow, but rather like a green lotus in a pond.
Mu Chengfeng was obsessed with the road of love and dreams, and he made big mistakes repeatedly, which was extremely hateful. However, Li Changxiao could vaguely feel the passionate emotions coming from the painting. Countless years of unrequited love, no matter how crazy or insane it was, it was understandable.
Li Changxiao put the dream journal into his arms and continued to go deeper into the Snow Sect. The buildings in the Snow Sect were all magnificent, most of them were pagoda-shaped, solemn and majestic, and thousands of feet high. When the cold wind blew through the gaps, a "whoosh" sound was heard. It was as if this relic was venting its unwillingness and crying about its experience.
The spiritual energy is exhausted, most of them are like this. But the desolate and dilapidated feeling coming from the Snow Sect is a bit more intense, and I don’t know if it’s the snowstorm. As the night deepened, Li Changxiao was alone in an empty hall, lighting a bonfire and eating dry food.
The flame was bullied by the cold wind and fled away, flickering. Li Changxiao added some firewood to cheer it up. After a while, the flame gradually gained a foothold, grew bigger and bigger, and burned more and more vigorously, but it also became less and less memorable, and began to clamor with the cold wind and show off its power. But when the cold wind got angry and took action, the flame wilted again.
The hall was too empty, the flames could only illuminate Li Changxiao. At first glance, the pitch black had completely surrounded Li Changxiao. The territory supported by the flames looked more like a prison, a self-defeating trap. Li Changxiao was in a bad mood, his handsome face flickered, he thought for a long time, took out the Shanhai Xianza Xiaoji, took out the brush, looked down, the brush tip had been frozen stiff, it was more than enough to kill people, but it was not enough to write.
Li Changxiao breathed out hot air, blew the brush to soften it, and turned dozens of pages in the Shanhai Random Notes. This was the location of Laiqu Inn. Li Changxiao started writing this little note very early, but he didn't think of a name at the time. He occasionally wrote it down when he thought of it, recording those trivial things and miscellaneous things in bits and pieces. The first time he went to Laiqu Inn, Li Changxiao wrote a few words, and he would write it down when he went to the inn in the future. At that time, there was very little ink and paper, just like sometimes, when he saw a cute puppy on the side of the road, he would also write it down and name the puppy.
However, he used more ink and brush the second time he went, and he intentionally reserved a few pages. Now it seems that he reserved too much. Li Changxiao pondered for a moment and wrote, "Looking for the boss lady, I have arrived at Xuezong." He lowered his head and looked at the winter plum blossom, his eyes flickering.
The darkness of the hall seemed to swallow everything. The polar region was huge, but the wind and snow were raging, making it unsuitable for mortals to survive.
At this moment.
The entire polar region, that vast land, endless wind and snow, or... there is only one living person, Li Changxiao.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew. The overbearing cold wind decided to teach Huoyan a lesson and completely wipe out the existence of this heretic. They rushed in from the windows and doors in groups. Shouting and fighting, they surrounded Huoyan in a short while.
The fire went out.
The world was completely plunged into darkness. The last bit of light in the polar region disappeared.
Li Changxiao raised his head, and the cold wind kept blowing past him, as if freezing the flames to death was not enough, but also wanted to freeze him to death. But no matter how the cold wind blew, the man in white sitting in the dark did not change his color at all.
The ends of his hair and the corners of his clothes were all covered with frost.
During the day in the polar regions, you can only barely see things, and not too far away. Beyond three meters, the vision will be blocked by wind and snow.
Li Changxiao stood up and walked out of the hall. In the polar region where no one had ever been, he was looking for something. Today, a rare storm had rolled up. Dense snowflakes rolled up into the sky and then fell rapidly. At this speed, even water drops would be enough to kill a person.
But in the deadly storm, a figure could be vaguely seen. The color of the polar region was endless gray. The sky was gray, the buildings were gray, everything was gray. That touch of pure white was not eye-catching, but it was clearly visible. In his scabbard, there was a plum blossom.
Li Changxiao left the Snow Sect and headed deeper into the Polar Region. All he saw was gray.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the dream journal in his arms away, and the pages were no longer turned. Li Changxiao hurriedly picked it up, but was stunned.
The last few pages of the Dream Notebook appeared again. Li Changxiao read as he walked.
After Mu Chengfeng destroyed Plum Blossom Peak, he was in a daze for a long time. He didn't know whether it was God's love and blessing, or God's dislike and disaster.
He unexpectedly saw a similar flower again. He was very excited, but fearing that the same thing would happen again, he dared not show up, but only observed secretly and helped it grow again and again.
But there were always some worries in his heart, because when she grew up, the person she loved was not himself. So he went to see the similar flower early and told her that she was the product of his dream and was born to be his.
The similar flower naturally didn't believe it, but Mu Chengfeng's cultivation was too high, and his words were the law, and he had instilled this idea early. When Mei Sanniang's cultivation was still shallow, she didn't think it was a big deal, but after her cultivation was advanced, the disadvantages gradually emerged.
She often fell into deep distress, unable to tell whether she was a human, a dream, or the product of someone else's behavior. Due to Mu Chengfeng's relentless interference, Mei Sanniang's confusion became even more profound.
So there was a "bet to identify myself", Mu Chengfeng firmly believed that Mei Sanniang was the manifestation of his dream of love, but Mei Sanniang believed that she was just herself.
Set up a big rule and simplify the problem. Whoever wins the bet is right. Mu Chengfeng deliberately influenced Mei Sanniang in four stages, disturbing her Tao heart and confusing her true self, namely the stage of transformation, the early stage of refining emptiness, the late stage of refining emptiness, and the stage of fusion.
Therefore, the bet was divided into four stages, starting with the transformation of spirit, then to the refining of emptiness and the fusion of body. Because Mu Cheng's dream of love involved too many things, the people who participated in the bet were also quite particular.
The four people who came and went from Mei Sanniang to the inn were all closely related to Mu Chengfeng. Guan Bai was actually the son of Guan Yaoyao, and the second in command came from the Fulu Sect. Needless to say, he had a grudge with Mu Chengfeng, who had killed his ancestors. As for the cook, he had no great hatred for Mu Chengfeng, but he was willing to help him with his sword.
The avenue is dead, whether it is true or false, it seems to be unimportant. But Pianpian and Mu Chengfeng are obsessed with the devil, and the bet continues.