When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 525: The Avenue and the Small Road, the Contest

Ji Beiming deserves to be a strong man, and he lives up to his reputation. His dream skills are far beyond those of Ji Xue and others. Moreover, Ji Beiming's cultivation level is even higher, he has already reached the peak of virtual cultivation, and is only half a step away from the integration stage. Sadly, he has no chance to break through again in this life. Half a step away is the difference between heaven and earth, and one step further is thousands of miles of blue sky. One step back, although he is still the strongest in the world, but looking at the rolling torrent of history, he is just a wave.

Even so, in the dream confrontation, he still had the upper hand in every aspect, using his own dream understanding to invisibly intrude on the opponent's dream, polluting his body and mind. His dreams were like wild beasts, ferocious and overbearing, and somewhat fleeting. Li Changxiao's dream was both illusory and real, hard to describe in words.

The same is the dream path, but different understandings will lead to different functions. However, Li Changxiao gradually discovered that among the sharks who are good at the dream path, there may be some differences between individuals, but they are generally similar.

When it comes to understanding dreams, Ji Bei Ming is naturally profound. Ji Beiming also noticed this, grinned sneer, and increased his efforts, trying to kill this man in his dream with one fell swoop.

However, Li Changxiao, who carries the Great Dream Immortality Body, has its own irreplaceable specialness. His eyes glowed blue and he stared like this. The white space instantly shattered.

at the same time.

Deep in the palace, Ji Beiming trembled all over, and the crystal orb he was playing in his palm was crushed to pieces. After a few breaths, he gradually came back to his senses, picked up the tea cup with trembling hands, and took a sip of the cold tea.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his scalp was numb. This strong man who had always been calm finally lost his sense of humor at this moment. He murmured to himself, unable to believe why there was such a dream in this world.

He saw hundreds of reincarnations in his eyes, unable to distinguish between true and false, almost stripping away his true self and causing cognitive confusion. The power of this dream path was something he had never seen before.

What makes him even more horrified and jealous is that he walked this path alone, with no previous teachings and no communication with fellow Taoists. He walked step by step, alone and constant.

On the road in the dream, Ji Bei Ming was walking on a broad road, surrounded by people of his own race. He was walking in front, and looking back, he could see all the scenes in the dream of his people. Whether it is good or bad, fine or rough, can be seen at a glance. However, the white-clothed road is even more illusory. Although it has the same word "dream", it is not in this broad and straight road.

Perhaps it was a secluded path that could only accommodate one person. The path was winding, weird, and bumpy, so he walked very slowly, and it was not as far as Mingyuan in the north of Hebei.

But... Whether Ji Beiming looked back or looked left and right, he could not see his figure, and could not detect his path. He was the leader of this wide and straight road, and could not see the lone traveler on the secluded path.

"This son..." Ji Beiming clenched his fists and looked extremely ugly.

Now that Jixue has been beheaded, he will eventually have a battle with this person.

Let’s talk about the other side.

After Li Changxiao emerged from the space, he calmed down and repaired the mountains, rivers and everything. All the mountains and rivers were restored to their original appearance, and Jixue's body was burned up by his fire technique.

The only pity is that the five cities and twelve villages were all destroyed. Li Changxiao was good at restoring landscapes. Because mountains have mountain shapes and water has water potential, they are formed naturally by heaven and earth. Li Changxiao did not need to carve everything. However, it is extremely difficult and energy-consuming to repair those mortal houses that are extremely lively and popular, and there are an extremely large number of them.

After much deliberation, I decided to leave all the power to Wang Ruyi. Thinking of this, he walked briskly. When he met Wang Ruyi, he had led hundreds of thousands of people out of the land of ten mountains and nine rivers step by step.

It is not easy to coordinate and coordinate with hundreds of thousands of people. In order to improve the migration efficiency, Li Changxiao spread hundreds of thousands of dreams in advance and planted a dream seed in Wang Ruyi's body. Wang Ruyi gives orders through dream seeds, and the people will obey them as if they were sleepwalking. It is precisely because of this that we can protect the peace of the people from the extremely dangerous chess, magic, and sword fights.

He met up with Wang Ruyi and inquired about their situation. After learning that everything was fine, Li Changxiao asked again, as the Emperor of Dayu, could she have figured out how to resettle these displaced people?

Wang Ruyi rubbed his chin, paced back and forth, thinking about how to deal with it, and then spoke bluntly. There are only two reasons. One is to encourage migration, open up settlement conditions in surrounding cities and counties, and then divide the land for farming.

Second, encourage people to return to their place of origin, rebuild their homes, be exempted from three years of hard labor and tax for three years, and rest and recuperate.

Wang Ruyi thought about it again and again, preferring the second option. However, after all, he had lost the throne and was helpless at this moment.

In the next few days, both of them were thinking about settling the people. After Wang Ruyi was born as an emperor, he first allowed hundreds of thousands of people to disperse in various cities and counties. Wang Ruyi then visited the surrounding towns one by one in the name of private visit incognito.

Then he intervened in local government affairs to settle the refugees into the city. In this way, it took more than three to five days. Hundreds of thousands of people entered the city one after another and were temporarily settled. Wang Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief.

It was just the hard work today, but she was really exhausted. Her legs were about to break, and her whole body was wandering. She thought that in this big world, the emperor who was about to break his legs was the only one.

On the way to settle the refugees, Wang Ruyi got a piece of news, and his face turned pale instantly. When the gods were encircling five cities and twelve villages, the man who took his place and sat on the throne of the temple ordered to recreate the body-covering robe, sin rope, and face-paste mud. , saying that once the key criminal is caught, he will use this outfit to greet him.

Hearing this news brought Wang Ruyi back to those dark years, and the past was still vivid in his mind. Feeling angry and frightened, I took this as an excuse and just hugged Bai Yi and slept all night.

The emperor's scheming was indeed deep.

When trying to settle the refugees, Wang Ruyi took the opportunity to "fill her own pockets". When everything was settled, she had dozens of taels of silver on her body, full of a bag. Wang Ruyi raised her head and looked at Li Changxiao triumphantly. Now the situation is different. It is her turn to hold the financial power.

So the king of a country became a money-governing woman. Along the way, if Li Changxiao wanted to drink some fine wine, he had to say a few nice words to her to make her happy. Not to mention wine and food, even if he wanted a piece of land, it was just a matter of waving his hand.

It was in line with the joke of "I will support you" at the beginning. The two of them played and made a fuss all the way north.

This journey was also the end of this journey. Wang Ruyi often lay on the grass, looking at the bright moon, unwilling to fall asleep, just lying like this.

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