A dream-taking is completely different from a dream-taking person.

When you dream, no matter how long you go back, you can only dream of him. However, when you dream of a world is different, the whole world, everyone, can become his dream target.

In An Qisheng's opinion, this is no longer a dream.

He even thinks that this is rebirth with possession and time travel!

The owner of this body was dead. At the moment he woke up, he was dead, and no trace of spirit was left behind.

It is precisely because of this that he felt unfamiliar with this body, but did not feel rejection.

An Qisheng wanted to grit his teeth, but he bit his teeth. He didn't even have a few teeth.

The whole body, from hands, feet, limbs to body and trunk, from gastrointestinal internal organs to skeletal muscles, the whole body has fallen into a state of almost collapse.

The deadline is approaching.

Four words flashed through my mind.

There is no doubt that this is an old man who has truly lived to the limit.

In other words, the difference between this body and a corpse is only because it still exists in this corpse.

But now that things have come to this point, all negative emotions will only worsen the situation without any help.

In a blink of an eye, An Qisheng calmed down.

Let the two little ones climb onto the bed, the boy moved his mouth away, and the girl poured a bowl of fishy black medicine into his mouth.

An Qisheng opened his eyes, making the two little guys feel that his master could still save him.

“Hululu~”

An Qisheng rolled his eyes when he was choked. At this time, his control over this body was very limited, so he could only remind him in this way.

Fortunately, the girl was hopelessly stupid, so she hurriedly stopped after seeing her rolling eyes.

This journey that did not allow An Qisheng to enter his world ended.

"I'm clumsy, do you want to kill Master!"

The little boy glared at the little girl, grabbed the medicine bowl, and fed it carefully.

The reason they were desperate before was that their master had already fallen into a coma and could not even get medicine in.

“Master…”

The little girl flashed her big eyes, and her dark little face was full of hope:

"Tingting wants you to hug..."

An Qisheng didn't hear this, and in fact he couldn't understand it either.

He was trying hard to control his body to cooperate with the two little ones to feed the medicine. Otherwise, it would be impossible for these two little ones to get the medicine in.

Even so, these two little ones were busy for most of the day and were so tired that they were sweating profusely.

"call!"

Only after feeling the warm medicinal fluid flowing into the abdomen was An Qisheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Just to cooperate with the two little ones to feed the medicine, he spent as much energy as he fought a death battle with others.

"Master, Master, are you getting better?"

The little boy's face was full of nervousness.

An Qisheng couldn't understand what the two little ones were just saying, but he could guess what they wanted to say from the concerns and tensions on their faces.

He wanted to wave his hand, but finally blinked with difficulty.

"Master blinks!"

The little girl exclaimed, jumping and jumping: "Master will definitely be fine soon."

"Master is tired, let's take a rest."

The little boy pulled the little girl's arm.

The little girl wanted to stay, but after thinking about it, she followed the little boy out of the house obediently.

“This is a bad start…”

Looking at the yellowed beam on the top, An Qisheng closed his eyes.

Continue to strengthen control over this decadent body.

Because this body has no soul left, An Qisheng has a very strong control over the body. Although due to the limitation of this body, the speed of control is not too slow.

When the sky was already dimming outside, he could barely turn over. Although he could not get off the ground, his arms could move slightly.

Looking at the loose skin on the yellowed palms and the clearly visible age spots, An Qisheng sighed in his heart.

A picture of the Tao that communicates deep in the soul:

"I want to know the information about this body."

Buzz ~

The magnificent glory above the ancient painting scroll flows like water, and the words above are shown in An Qisheng's perspective:

【Wang Quan (92 years old)】

[Life Trajectory: Born in Jiufu Realm, Fengzhou, Dafeng Kingdom, Ronghua Prefecture, lost his father at a young age, lost his mother at a young age, and his only younger sister was killed by a passing martial arts person. After taking revenge, she realized her enlightenment...

At the age of 92, Kong San was abandoned disciple of the Ji Shenzong to seize the internal strength of the boy's internal cultivation for seventy-two years]

[Technique: Nameless Boy's Fighting, Nameless Fighting Sword, Light Grass Flying on the Grass...]

[Customize Taoist power and can trace back its memory, exercises]

"Snatch internal force?"

Only then did An Qisheng understand why he felt that this body was weaker than that of an ordinary old man.

It turns out that the boy's internal strength, who had been practicing for more than 70 years, has been taken away by others.

"Kong San of the Ji Shenzong..."

Instead, he felt a little alert.

This old Taoist was robbed of his internal energy and died of exhaustion. He possessed his body and was reborn. Wouldn't it cause Kong San's doubts?

"Consuming Taoist power and obtaining Wang Quanyou's text and information about this world..."

An Qisheng thought for a while and said.

Just relying on your own dreams, you can master the language, words, customs and customs of a different world from nothing to something, which is definitely not something that can be accomplished in a short time.

[Consuming a little Taoist power and obtaining all the King's memories]

Buzz ~

A buzzing sound in my mind, as if someone was punched in the face.

Amidst a slight discomfort, a lot of information flowed through An Qisheng's mind.

This world is called Jiufu Realm.

There are three days in the sky and seven red moons at night.

Because the Jiufujie area is extremely vast and complex, with many mountains and rivers and dangerous lands, there has never been a unified dynasty in tens of thousands of years.

Therefore, the countries are united in the world, with frictions between each other, and wars often occur.

The place where Wang Quan is located is Fengzhou Ronghua Prefecture, one of the sixteen prefectures of Dafeng.

Dafeng is one of the seven strongest countries in the Jiufu Realm. The contemporary Feng King is very talented and has a great strategy and has been in power for the world. He has worked hard to govern the country and the people have been strong for twenty years, and has a faint attitude of being the first in the seven countries.

Compared with the clear distinction between the various countries, the martial arts world in Jiufu Realm is much more complicated.

The major sects led by Huangjue Temple, Ji Shenzong, Baiyue Villa and other sects are no longer limited to a single country. For example, the public enemy of the martial arts world, such as the Six Prisons Demon Sect, has its power spread throughout the seven countries.

Unfortunately, that's all.

Wang Quan never came to Ronghua Mansion in his life, and he had very little knowledge of current affairs. Most of them were heard and had only a few understandings.

What he remembers most is that he has practiced the nameless boy skills that he has practiced for more than 70 years.

This technique obtained by Wang Quan by chance when he was young.

"Boy's Kung Fu... Tong Zhengyang told Potter not lies, he was indeed able to cultivate true qi."

After closing his eyes and digesting for a while, An Qisheng no longer knew nothing about this world.

Wang Quan’s memory shows that there is a specific method of practicing the Boy’s Craft.

But because he did not extract this technique, although he knew the above practice method, he did not have Wang Quan's decades of practice experience.

Crack ~

At this time, the wooden door was pushed open and the red moonlight shone in.

The two dirty little ones walked in with a few black doughs.
To be continued...