Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

After that, the dream world fell into a stagnation, and just kept repeating this scene.

But as a senior lucid dream player, Chen Ze's rich dream exploration experience told him that it was not over yet.

As a result, the divine consciousness emitted was stimulated again, and the whole world was once again in turmoil.

I was unconscious in the dream, and after the light and shadow changed, I fell into the real dead darkness.

But Chen Ze knew that the dream was still evolving, so he waited patiently.

Finally, when a corner of the dark night of a pool of stagnant water was lifted and the dawn came in, the scene in front of me finally changed.

There are many figures and conversations, but they can't see clearly, as if separated by a thick layer of mosaic.

Chen Ze could only tell that there were a lot of people at that time, which could be called a sea of ​​people.

The interlacing of different color blocks in the crowd is very fast and large, and I don't know what I am doing.

Obviously this is not what he saw and heard when he possessed Luo Wei.

Logically speaking, the old popsicle stayed in the stone mortar in the secret place in Xianyue Mountain before breaking out of its shell.

This period of time probably corresponds to the dark scene that has just lasted for a long time.

The scene that Chen Ze sees now is probably the scene that the old popsicle was put into the stone mortar and placed in the stone house.

The picture was constantly changing, and it was crowded with people almost all the time, and there were more and more people, even making Chen Ze feel the real bumps and vibrations.

Gradually, a certain voice sounded from the crowd, uniform, as if shouting slogans together.

The vibration on the screen intensified, and Chen Ze felt the same, as if he was thrown into a turbulent ship in the tsunami, precariously on the verge of falling.

Bang, bang, bang!

Bang, bang, bang!

Chen Ze suddenly heard clearly, it was the sound of footsteps, and at the same time, the slogans shouted by thousands of people became clear and audible.

This is Chen Ze's embarrassment.

At first glance, it should be Chinese, but it is not the current Mandarin, but some kind of dialect.

But it doesn't matter, the picture is synchronized with the sound.

Large areas of pixel color blocks are gradually merged and scaled to create a blue sky and a large piece of yellow cloth fluttering in the wind.

It was a flag, and Chen Ze saw it clearly.

Thousands of men are dressed in different clothes, but all have a yellow cloth wrapped around their heads, the same color as their flag.

The difference is that there are two big characters written wide and squarely on the flag, using the Likai transitional font that Chen Ze is familiar with.

peace!

Suddenly, Chen Ze understood what the crowd was shouting.

"Cang Tian. He is dead, Huang Tian."

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian stands!"

"The heaven is dead, the yellow sky shall stand!".
In an instant, the thousands of troops coming head-on were pushed to the maximum, and they stomped the whole world until they were crushed together with themselves.

Snapped-

The world was broken, Chen Ze opened his eyes, and returned to the real world.

His pupils hadn't fully recovered their focus, because the astonishing slogan he just heard was still echoing in his mind.

The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand. This is
Peace Road!
They are better known as the Yellow Turbans.

In this way, Chen Ze picked up the stone mortar next to him and looked at it carefully.

Under the perspective of that high-tech CT machine, the word "Taiping" is written inside the stone mortar!
Taipingdao. It would make sense if these things were all made by Taipingdao.

Whether it is porcelain vases, handwriting, yellow paper or even book residues, etc., the years obtained from the appraisal are from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty to the Three Kingdoms period.

As Chen Ze analyzed before, at least two groups of people entered Xianyue Mountain.

The year of the first batch is unknown, while the latter batch probably came from the Taiping Road in the late Eastern Han Dynasty and even the Three Kingdoms era.

Some time ago, Chen Ze studied this period of history every day, so he was quite familiar with these forces and organizations.

Although according to the official history, the Yellow Turban Uprising was suppressed and defeated in less than a year, and the Taiping Road, which was the spiritual pillar of the Yellow Turban Army, also disappeared.

But this is not the case. Both Taiping Dao and Wu Dou Mi Dao are derived from Huang Lao's learning, and they are the early prototypes of Taoism.

Although in the end Zhang Tianshi's five buckets of rice Taoism developed and evolved into Taoism, Taiping Tao also had a profound influence on later generations.

Customs and regulations such as Taoist priests holding nine sticks, wearing yellow clothes, wearing yellow crowns, using talisman water, mantras and other Taoist techniques to heal diseases and eliminate disasters are all inherited from Taiping Tao.

In other words, Taiping Dao is inextricably linked with Zhengyi, who is especially good at talisman Taoism.

Then it is indeed reasonable and reasonable for these "heretics" such as black eggs, stone mortars, and yellow paper to come from the remnants of the Taiping Road.

While thinking about Chen Ze, he stared at the mortar in his hand.

Before sending it to be tested, he used Yuan Qi to infiltrate it countless times to try to discover the mystery, but he found nothing.

Right now, the blue color is gradually stained with the stone mortar, and the same is true for Chen Ze's second attempt on the spot.

I only feel that the inside of the stone mortar is integrated, and I don't feel any special structure at all.

Looks like I'll have to try it out.
On this basis, Chen Ze spread out his spiritual consciousness, wrapped around the stone mortar and gradually probed deeply, and as expected, he discovered something strange.

The seemingly seamless stone mortar, in fact, felt a complex structure layered upon layer after the divine consciousness invaded.

Some are similar to those embossed patterns used to activate the spirit gathering formation in Xianyue Mountain.

And these cumbersome multi-layered structures are intertwined with each other and seem to form a whole. The core is the word "Taiping".

It seems that the results of that CT machine were correct.

On the path of transcendence to holiness, there are many things that I have never been exposed to.

Chen Ze sighed with emotion, the spiritual level is indeed his weakness, even if he has entered the stage of refining Qi and turning into a god, there is still a long way to go.

Looking back now, the Vajra Kungfu was fused and sublimated by myself into [Qi Summoning], which controls the power of Yuan Qi.

Although the longevity skill has been optimized, it is still the original framework. It seems that it should be related to the power of the primordial spirit.

However, Chen Ze has now learned the true colors of these black eggs, and there is a lot to do when he has a direction.

The next step is to study these things thoroughly to see how much it can benefit your own spiritual cultivation.

call--

Suddenly figured it out, Chen Ze had a clear idea, and a strong wind blew out of his body spontaneously.

Standing up again, the hare in his hand looked very peaceful, and the old popsicle oozing out of it had disappeared.

However, under the detection of his divine sense, Chen Ze learned that it had retracted into the hare's body at some point, and was in a dormant state.

It seems that Chen Ze's accidental trip to the dream has calmed him down, and he no longer insists on approaching the depths of Xianyue Mountain in order to seek death.

Then the next words. Chen Ze glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw the drone hovering in the sky.

That was Ouyang Shaoxu's eyeliner, and it was also an act that Chen Ze acquiesced to.

After all, he is also one of the most trustworthy people around Chen Ze.

After tidying up the messy things on his body, Chen Ze took out his mobile phone to explain the situation to Wang Zhenguo, and then called Ouyang Shaoxu by the way.

"Hello? Ouyang, let me tell you."

After telling Ouyang Shaoxu to clean up the aftermath and make some special preparations, Chen Ze disappeared in a flash.

Chen Ze's home.

creak-

Chen Ze, carrying a large bag and a small bag, hurried into the house, and began to pace around every corner like a maniac.

"Huh?" Even the little white fox, who was addicted to fox movies, couldn't help looking at each other in doubt.

Staring at Chen Ze for a while, the buddhist little white fox stretched again, put his paws under his head and continued to watch TV.

But soon, it was also grabbed by the back of the neck by Chen Ze and slipped up.

"Hey - hey, hey, hey!".
Ignoring the little white fox's loud protest, Chen Ze touched it over and over again, and put it back on the sofa after a while.

No problem, no problem anywhere.
Chen Ze was using his newly acquired consciousness to clean up the house, and by the way, gave the little white fox a physical examination.

In the end, everything was fine, but no clues were found.

Combining Luo Wei's remarks and what he saw in the old popsicle dream, these black eggs should be no different from dead objects before they are activated.

However, Chen Ze could clearly feel the two intact black eggs in his trouser pockets. Although they were not awakened, they occasionally released bursts of mental fluctuations.

But it's quite weak, basically no threat.

It seems that Lu Ling's previous nightmare and the change of the little white fox's temperament should be caused by these black eggs.

crunch--

Rubbing his chin in thought, the door bolt turned again.

Chen Ze turned his head and saw that it was Lu Ling who had returned.

"What's the matter?" Lu Ling who came in with a big bag on his back was still panting slightly.

"Did something happen?"

Originally still busy, she interrupted the training in a hurry after receiving Chen Ze's message, and hurried back.

"Let me check it for you first." Chen Zeying came up to help Lu Ling unload her backpack, picked her up and ran into the bedroom.

"You want." Lu Ling was a little confused for a moment, so he had to cooperate obediently.

"Hey!" The little white fox's eyes lit up, and the thief quickly followed up quietly.

After entering the bedroom, Chen Zecai put Lu Ling on the bed and began to undress in a hurry.

"Hey!" The little white fox became even more excited.

"Hey, wait, wait!" Lu Ling finally realized, but obviously misunderstood something,
"No, not today!"

"What's wrong?" Chen Ze's nose twitched, and he suddenly smelled a little sweet smell, and immediately understood what day it was.

"No." Chen Ze couldn't laugh or cry,
"You don't think I just asked you to come back to do this, do you?"

"Then what do you want?"

"Of course it's to help you check your health!"

"?" Lu Ling seemed to have completely misunderstood, "Don't you say that every time?"

"." Chen Ze was silent, "Is there any?"

"Why don't I remember?"

"Hey!" The little white fox yelled halfway before being grabbed by Chen Ze and thrown out.

"Hey! Hey - hey!" The little white fox gritted his teeth and scratched the door panel to vent his anger.

However, it was different from the long wait in the past. This time, the closed door reopened after a short while.

"You boy." Chen Ze caught the little white fox who was sneaking outside the door.

After detailed inspection, Lu Ling was not affected, and he was finally relieved.

After some explanations and simple explanations, Chen Ze took his bags and went out again.

After all, he was already worried about studying these things at home.

In the independent office of a certain building in the Pangea Biology Industrial Park.

".Yes, that's it. Let Xiao Wang go, eh, okay."

beep.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Sifeng casually threw the phone aside, leaned on the table with one hand with a tired face, covered his face and supported his forehead.

Even though it was late in the evening, today's events were too big. She had been so busy that she didn't even have time for dinner.

beep.

The phone on the corner of the table vibrated again, and Ling Sifeng took it over to have a look.

"Goodong Liuyaoba promotes tens of billions of subsidies to open pre-sales! The latest iPad with an original price of 7998 is only needed now."

It turned out to be spam marketing text messages.

On the contrary, Ling Sifeng breathed a sigh of relief. She was not afraid of spam text messages, but she was afraid that some department would find trouble again.

Gollum, gollum.
She took a few sips from the kettle at hand, subconsciously frowned but didn't wait for the pain she was used to.

Only then did Ling Sifeng realize that his throat had been completely healed, and the feeling of swallowing a razor blade in the past might be harder to understand.

The sore throat is gone, and even plain boiled water seems to be clear and sweet.

When thinking of the voice, Ling Sifeng couldn't help thinking of a familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

Right now he.
Ling Sifeng's thoughts froze, because a familiar face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Just outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the outer side of the office, he gestured towards himself.

Chen Ze?

Ling Sifeng blinked hard, thinking he was wrong.

For a moment, she really felt that she was so tired that she passed out and didn't know it.

But she soon realized that this is the real world, and it should be Chen Ze who greeted him outside the window.

The only problem is... this is a fourteen-story building.

ga-

The window on the upper side was pulled open, and Chen Ze skillfully turned in from the outside of the wall.

"What are you?" Ling Sifeng straightened his back on the armchair numbly,

"Aren't you going through the main entrance?"

"It's convenient to walk here." Chen Ze closed the window again familiarly,

"Have you eaten yet?"

"No..." Ling Sifeng noticed that Chen Ze was carrying a big bag of things.

pat.

Chen Ze put the big bag on the empty seat on the desk, and the scent wafted out unobtrusively.

Ling Sifeng's nose moved, and the gluttons in his stomach were hooked up.

"I know you don't have time to eat." Chen Ze snapped his fingers, and all kinds of lunch boxes in the bag floated out by themselves, put them away, and opened the lid.

"Bring some casually, don't be disgusted with it." Chen Ze stretched out his hand, and a set of tableware was laid out.

The dishes on half the table are full of color, fragrance and taste, which is simply mouth-watering.

"You don't need to." Ling Sifeng became subconsciously polite.

But she finally skipped the useless politeness and said, "Thank you."

Then he silently lowered his head and took the tableware but was a bit at a loss as to what to do.

These dishes are both Chinese and Western, the temperature is suitable, and they have a variety of tastes, but she is at a loss.

Drinking is not what the drunkard wants, and of course what worries her is not which dish to start with.

Ling Sifeng's mood was very complicated, and he even wanted to escape a little.

In just one day, so many things happened that she subconsciously wanted to bury her head in the sand.

Suddenly Ling Sifeng's expression froze, and he quietly raised his eyes to look in the direction where Chen Ze was.

"What's the matter?" Chen Ze's heart skipped a beat, and he asked proactively.

"Feeling. Are you doing something?" Ling Sifeng lowered his head and asked uncertainly.
"Sorry, I didn't mean that, just"

"Yes." Chen Ze admitted generously,
"Let me check your body again."

"Check?" Ling Sifeng seemed to think of something, put his hands on his hair and raised his head and continued,
"When I was in the locker room during the day, was there something?"

"That's right." Chen Ze nodded, "It's a special kind of parasite, and I haven't figured it out yet." (End of this chapter)