I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 133
In line with nature?can be simplified?
Xie Que began to think about the meaning of this entry in his heart, and his body involuntarily started a set of punches.

However, he didn't expect that just after he hit a straight punch like the Whale Killing Qiankun Dao, the energy in his body was flowing at a high speed.

A phantom of an orca appeared faintly behind him.

Not only that, he also found that the Qi and blood in his body became faintly hotter.

This feeling is a sign of Qi and blood growth, but the amount of growth simply relying on martial arts training is very small, and it requires years of accumulation.

Previously, only after a complete set of boxing techniques could one feel this way.

Xie Que once again hit a random straight punch, and the same feeling came out again.

There was a strange feeling in his heart, and then he turned his hand into a beak and pecked at will.

Similarly, the martial arts will of the golden-winged roc also appeared behind the scenes.

The blood in the body became hotter.

After trying several martial arts again, Xie Que began to look happy.

As long as you understand the principles of this martial art and the direction of energy in the meridian, you can calculate and complete what you want with a simple movement.

For example, Lu Guan's previous palm technique "Raging Shark Frenzy Palm", which was used to press the bottom of the box, Xie Que only needs to think about the principle and the direction of the energy in his mind, and clap his hands at will to master it.

As a result, Xie Que clapped his hands crazily in front of Lao Dao's body.

Xie Que paused for a moment, thinking that the lightness kung fu that he had seen in the Secret Sect before was also very good.

It's called "Tianyuan Zongheng", and its movement is so strange that I can find a trace of the golden-winged roc in it.

Many warriors who challenged the Plum Blossom Pile of the Secret Sect have practiced this technique.

Xie Que nodded inwardly, can he practice the two exercises together?

These martial arts are relatively simple. For a martial arts wizard, it seems that it is not difficult to use one mind and two tasks.

He stomped his feet tentatively, and kept moving his hands.

Xie Que discovered that the energy in his body was divided into two strands, and began to operate on his own.

It seems to be a success!

Xie Que began to clap his hands and stomp his feet, recalling the scene of disco dancing in the bar in his previous life.

Under the endless flickering, these two martial arts are also invincible all the way.

When he clapped his hands and stomped his feet a hundred times, these two martial arts had already entered the country.

Just as Xie Que continued to shoot and jump, a dreamlike sound came from his ears again.

"Little friend, this is it?"

Only then did Xie Que wake up like a dream, and quickly showed an embarrassed smile: "I am sorry, I have a sudden illness."

Seeing that Zhuang Zhou did not appear again, Xie Que heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, it's really outrageous to dance in front of other people's corpses.

What's worse, is the original owner of this corpse still watching him?
If he hadn't expressed his heart to Zhuang Zhou just now, it would be hard for the other party not to think that he was clapping his hands in celebration.

Xie Que cautiously put his hand on the old Taoist shoulder again, trying to see if he could get his memory.

But unexpectedly, there was no death trial picture talisman in front of him.

Instead, his consciousness was instantly sucked into it.

He turned into a butterfly and forgot his original identity.

With these butterflies, he flies around, pollinates, mates.

But the life of a butterfly is short. Three days after the mating is completed, the butterfly he incarnated will age and die.

At this moment, Xie Que also woke up from this dream.

The Death Trial Diagram also appeared in front of Xie Que.

"Insufficient divinity... Failed to read..."

"The host cannot bear the erosion of time for the time being..."

Failure is something that Xie Que can think of, after all, even spirit generals who have entered the Tao need a trace of divinity to read their memories.

What's more, there is such a majestic existence as Zhuang Zhou.

But the four words of time and river made Xie Que feel a little amusing.

Gathering other thoughts, Xie Que began to look around and found Kunpeng's body.

To Xie Que's disappointment, even after searching all over the hall, he couldn't find any other living beings.

There is only this incense platform, a few futons, and a veteran.

Xie Que began to think that with Kunpeng's size, even the entire underwater abyss could not accommodate a corner of his body.

Could it be that it has shrunk?
Or is it changing to something?
Xie Que showed his vigor and sensed it, but still got nothing.

He walked out of the hall, scanned the surrounding ruins, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Could it be under these ruins?

Xie Que stretched out his hand and punched the ground.

This ancient stone slab was so shaken that its mouth was numb, and its whole hand was aching from the shock.

But this made Xie Que more confident, he began to patrol the entire dojo, trying to find a crack or weak point.

Xie Que discovered that the rear of this hall is also outside the dojo.

But there is a huge gully lying in front of it.

Under the gully, it was as dark as ink, which was completely different from the ashram full of twilight.

The gully was like an abyss, there was something watching Xie Que faintly, which made him a little uneasy.

Xie Que hesitated for a while. If there was anything else here, it would be malicious to him.

That might be Dagon.

Although Dagon is said to be an evil corpse of Zhuang Zhou, we can also know from Xie Que in his mouth that Dagon has independent thoughts and ideas, which are completely inconsistent with those held by Zhuang Zhou.

Perhaps the old Taoist thanked himself for killing the merman himself.

But Dagon may not be, after all these mermen are his followers.

Xie Que pondered for a moment, and finally decided not to go on.

After all, there are ravines and ravines on this dojo, and you might be able to pry open any one of them.

After Xie Que made up his mind, he chose a sharp stone that he could handle among the ruins, intending to use it as a shovel.

He selected a seemingly extremely deep ravine and began to dig continuously.

Xie Que worked hard for a long time, but it was all in vain.

Seeing this, he slammed it down with some annoyance, but found that there was a crack on the stone slab.

Xie Que seemed to have found the backbone, and began to chisel cracks on the top of the stone.

Maybe it's because I can't bear to see such an approach.

The old Taoist voice rang in Xie Que's ears again.

"Whatever you want appears in your dream."

ah?Xie Que was a little confused.

These words seem to be scolding, saying that everything he wants is in his dream.

But the dream when Xie Que touched the corpse of the old Taoist just now also passed by in a flash.

Could it be?

Several thoughts flickered in Xie Que's mind.

From his exchange with the old Taoist just now, we can know that the Taoism practiced by Zhuang Zhou is undoubtedly related to "dreams".

From his dream, Xie Que couldn't find any difference from the real world.

If Xie Que hadn't discovered that the remaining thoughts left by Dahei reappeared on the plaque, he would never have cracked the dream that Zhuang Zhou set for him.

But Xie Que is also hard to say, whether this is a loophole or a flaw deliberately left by the other party.

After all, at this level, such mistakes would not happen.

It was the same when he wanted to read the memory just now, he lost himself in the form of a butterfly, making him unable to tell who he was.

Is it Xie Que?Or a butterfly?

Although he has not lost his memory, he is completely immersed in his life as a butterfly.

As if it should be like this by nature, and Xie Que is just his past life that has passed away.

No longer caring, nor remembering.

If it wasn't for the extremely short lifespan of butterflies, Xie Que guessed that he was still in a dream at this time.

The veteran's dream magic power has been able to subvert the truth and falsehood. If it is alive, it may not be difficult to create a real world with dreams.

Xie Que's thoughts flashed by.

Perhaps the old Taoist created a world with dreams before his death and placed Kunpeng's body in it.

Xie Que once again walked into the hall covered with red algae, quietly looking at the old Taoist on the futon.

He bowed and sat down quietly on the futon next to Zhuang Zhou.

Endless fine bubbles flickered in front of him, and his consciousness was pulled into the dream again.

(End of this chapter)