The darkness and emptiness around us gradually receded, first the outline of the mountains reappeared, and then the colors of the grass and trees appeared.
Opposite Li Banfeng was a man standing in the weeds. His head was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, forming a triangle. His nose was half a foot long, covering his mouth and hanging down to his chin.
The train driver blew the whistle and said, "Dear passengers, the creature in front is called Meng Xuan, and his original form is a dream-eating tapir, a tenth-level dream cultivator!"
Li Banfeng was shocked that the strange man opposite him actually had the tenth level of cultivation.
He was a man of great experience, and at this moment his heart was in his throat.
If it were someone else, they would probably lose their minds. In the normal concept of Prozhou, the tenth level is the pinnacle of cultivation and is an insurmountable existence.
"It's not easy to fight!" The train driver blew the whistle, "Dream cultivators are different from other cultivators. Their real bodies can enter other people's dreams. If we fight them in dreams, how much of a loss do you think we will suffer?"
As he was speaking, the tenth-level dream cultivator had disappeared.
The train grandfather continued, "He changes at will in the dream, he can turn into grass, trees, birds and beasts. It is hard to tell whether he is near or far, where he is, or when he will make a move, but..."
Before he could finish his words, the tenth-level dream cultivator suddenly appeared beside Li Banfeng, ready to pull Li Banfeng off the back of the train driver.
"Are these all tenth-level cultivators?"
Rocks rained down like rain, blood flew everywhere, the physical cultivators fell to the ground immediately, and the train master walked over their bodies.
His smile flashed across his face and quickly disappeared as his face was covered by the soles of the train driver's shoes.
"Start!" the train driver shouted again, and the shrinking tunnel became a little bigger.
The train was singing nursery rhymes as it rushed forward.
Is this the sixth level skill?
Add coal and water and we're on the road. The train is running with boundless power.
Crossing bridges, drilling holes, and rolling through dangerous passes.
We are not afraid of any difficulties or dangers, and we will travel through thousands of rivers and streams regardless of wind or rain."
The train driver ignored Shi Ling Meng Xiu and rushed forward with Li Banfeng on his back.
As he spoke, the train driver looked up at the sky.
The tenth-level dream cultivator flew out directly and his body was embedded in the rocks on the mountain.
Is this what it means to cut off the path?
Is the technique so powerful?
boom!
Li Banfeng first felt the ground shaking, and then he felt a tinnitus.
"Attention, fellow passengers! We are about to pass through a tunnel!"
Li Banfeng could not see any exhaustion or fatigue on the train driver.
Li Banfeng looked forward and saw only cliffs but no tunnel.
As they were talking, the rocks on both sides of the tunnel quickly moved towards the center, as if a wound was about to heal quickly and the tunnel was shrinking rapidly.
"Lower your head!" the train driver shouted, and Li Banfeng quickly lowered his head.
"Dear passengers, you have worked hard on the journey. The final destination is approaching. This train will present you with a song "Train Ballad" to relieve your fatigue during the journey."
The train driver looked a little serious: "Originally there was a road, but now some ruthless people have come and blocked the road."
The moment the train rushed out of the cave, the cave closed instantly and almost trapped Li Banfeng inside.
A cultivator with a bull-headed body and a pair of horns stood in front of the train master. It was obvious that he was very frightened.
Mengqian!
The train didn't stop, but rushed straight to the rock wall, shouting, "Go!"
"Running on flat ground, crossing mountains and rivers, puffing and puffing,
As he was speaking, hundreds of people appeared from all directions and surrounded the train driver in the center.
Li Banfeng looked back and saw the smoke and dust rising into the sky, as if forming a cloud.
There was a group of burly bodybuilders blocking the way ahead, and the train master stomped his foot heavily.
"Some are more than that," the train grandfather strode forward, singing a nursery rhyme as he walked:
By the time Niutou reacted, the train master had already gone far away.
Li Banfeng was completely unprepared and didn't even have time to react.
Is this breaking through all the rivers and lakes?
"Brother, there seems to be no road ahead."
The bull head looked back at the train master's back, and then exploded into a ball of flesh and blood.
Boom!
Is this the technique of sightseeing in a hurry?
The tenth-level dream cultivator stretched out his hand and was about to catch Li Banfeng, a smile appeared on his triangular face.
Above the rock wall, a cloud of dust and rubble rose up, and a tunnel appeared that ran through the mountain.
The train master panted and said, "The place has changed. We have entered that woman's dream. The consumption this time is indeed quite large."
But there is no other way. Only by making this contribution can he be qualified to compete for the title of local god.
Li Banfeng then looked up and saw a woman in white hovering in the sky.
The train master sang a song and went straight around the bull head.
"But what can we do about it?" The train master kicked the tenth-level dream cultivator in the face and continued with his previous words, "Isn't it enough for us to be faster than him?"
The train master laughed and said, "It was really dangerous. If I had run a step slower, you would have been completely trapped in the mountains."
Li Banfeng was very curious: "If I die in a dream, what will be the consequences?"
"That means he is dead, and the remaining body has no soul." The train driver answered very briefly.
Li Banfeng looked around and saw a lot of vines and thorns around them. The two were now in the thorn bushes. "Are you still in that woman's dream now?"
"Still there," the train driver blew the whistle, "Dear passengers, the train is going to speed up!"
call!
The strong wind blew, and the thorns cut his face like knives. The train rushed all the way. Li Banfeng didn't dare to lower his head. He had to observe the boundaries of the dream at all times.
Meng Qian, hovering in the air, frowned.
She usually had no expression on her face, but this time her opponent was too strong, and the train master had already run to the edge of the thorn bush.
Meng Qian waved her long sleeves, and the range of the thorn bush began to expand rapidly.
In Meng Xiu's dream, Meng Xiu has strong dominance. The thorn bush represents the scope of the dream. If physical strength allows, Meng Qian seems to be able to expand her dream infinitely.
But the prerequisite is that the speed at which the dream expands can be faster than the speed of a train.
There were not many thorns left ahead of the train.
Some of the thorns had just grown vines and had not yet grown thorns, but they had already been trampled under the feet of the train driver.
Meng Qian was sweating profusely. She bit a lock of her hair, threw off her long sleeves, and tried her best to extend her dream.
The train was running faster and faster, and had already rushed to the edge of the dream. Meng Qian gasped, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she fell to the ground holding her chest.
She failed.
She couldn't stop the train.
The opponent's strength was too strong. Even if she was the leader of dream cultivation and even if this was in her own dream, she was no match for the Train Master.
"Woo woo~" The train driver blew the whistle, "We have arrived at the final stop, brother, are you ready?"
Li Banfeng has already seen the dream line.
"Brother, won't you come with me?"
"I can't leave. My body is in Nevada." The train driver slowed down.
"Brother, I'm leaving." Li Banfeng jumped up and rushed to the boundary.
The train driver stretched out his hand and widened the border line.
Although he was not very familiar with the crazy old man, Li Banfeng felt a little sad when the moment of separation came.
Perhaps you will never find such a congenial person in this world.
“Brother…”
"Let's go quickly." The train driver seemed a little reluctant to let Li Banfeng go.
Bang!
Li Banfeng bumped into the boundary line and failed to get through.
The train driver smacked his lips. The scene became a bit awkward.
Meng Qian was already chasing after him from mid-air. Although this was beyond the boundary of her dream world, as long as she was still in the dream world, Meng Xiu had absolute control.
The peerless beauty rushed towards Li Banfeng who was lying on the ground and was about to pick him up.
The train driver shouted, "Break!"
As soon as she finished her words, a rock wall broke out of the ground and the peerless beauty hit it head-on. She grabbed the rock with both hands and slid down with a lingering fairy air.
The skill of cutting off paths and opening roads can be used to open roads, and also to cut off roads.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Banfeng climbed up from the ground, used the footwork taught to him by the train master, and added the skill of moving freely, and rushed into the boundary line of the dream.
His figure disappeared.
The train master smiled, put away his skills, and looked at Meng Qian lying on the ground.
Meng Qian tidied up her torn clothes and messy hair, and continued to be expressionless and lazy, saying to the train master: "It's not easy for me to run an inn, why do you have to embarrass me?"
The train master smiled and said, "It's not easy for my sect to have a good disciple. He shouldn't die here."
Meng Qian shook her head and said, "It was because they knew he was a talented person from your sect that they invited him into Meng Qian Tower."
The train master nodded and said, "Then use this Taoist talent to trick the train manufacturing method out of me."
Meng Qian sighed softly: "I can't control what they want to do. As long as his real body is still in Meng Qian Tower and doesn't run around, he will be fine. After they give their permission, they will naturally let him go."
"Girl, stop talking nonsense," the train master said with a smile, "His real body is not in Mengqian Tower, otherwise you wouldn't have to spend so much effort chasing me.
I also want to tell you one thing. This disciple of my sect can leave whenever he wants. He doesn’t need to wait for anyone’s permission. Good disciples of my sect don’t have the habit of looking at other people’s faces.”
…
A whistle woke Li Banfeng up. Li Banfeng opened his eyes and found himself still on the train.
train……
train!
"Why am I still on the train!" Li Banfeng thought he was still in a dream. When he looked around, he found that the passengers around him were looking at him with strange eyes.
What kind of train is this?
It’s definitely not the train.
There is a front, a carriage, and windows.
The building outside the window is only a few meters away from the carriage.
This is a train that can go through the alleys.
This is the train from Blackslope.
Am I back to Blackrock?
My body has always been on Black Stone Slope?
Or is it still a dream?
When we arrived at the station, the conductors changed shifts and exchanged a few words with each other.
"Is that guy here again?"
"Here we go,
"Should we kick him out of the car?"
"Why chase him away? Just give him 200 yuan for the fare, and don't even need to change it. Just let him sit here."
…
"Little brother, you finally woke up. You have been sleepwalking for the past three days, sitting on the train every day, and we couldn't wake you up."
"Master, what happened? Are you sick?"
Several magic weapons kept asking questions, and Li Banfeng asked them to quiet down.
In his ears, there was a faint sound of singing:
"Running on flat ground, crossing mountains and rivers, puffing and puffing,
Add coal and water and we're on the road. The train is running with boundless power.
Crossing bridges, drilling holes, and rolling through dangerous passes.
We are not afraid of any difficulties or dangers, and we will travel through thousands of rivers and streams regardless of wind or rain."
Brother?
Li Banfeng stood in the carriage and looked around, but couldn't find the source of the sound.
He also vaguely heard someone talking to him:
"Brother, you are out.
Keep the train and don't give it to anyone. Even if I come to you one day to ask for it, you can't give it to me.
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