I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Chapter 184: Dreaming and making a contract, the banyan tree touches the sky

There are towering strange trees, towering peaks, and barren sand everywhere, but from time to time, a series of moist bubbles float out among the sand and dust.

Under night, tens of thousands of people were walking around here, and it was extremely lively. Large and small groups gathered together and talked loudly.

"Is this really a dream? Why is it so real?"

"There are bubbles in the sand. It's not too real. Besides, look at the surrounding terrain. Is there anything like this around Chang'an?"

"But we speak so clearly. It really hurts if you pinch yourself. Everything is just like the real thing."

These people who were talking the most lively, you could tell by looking at their attire, they were all ordinary people in Bonan City.

Because of the different circumstances, the soldiers in Bonan City must not be able to gather in the same place to sleep recently, and the number is not enough.

After the influence of the Heavenly Dream has expanded, more than 90% of those who entered the dream tonight are ordinary people.

However, because Du Yuanzhen and others were ventilated in advance, the small group of civil servants and generals, after the initial shock, barely suppressed their surprise and rushed to tell each other according to the predetermined statement.

This statement, with the evidence that tens of thousands of people entered the dream world at the same time, became extremely powerful and immediately aroused huge repercussions.

The city is located not far behind the battlefield, but not on the front line. Every day, we can hear news related to the front line, but there is no way to witness it with our own eyes. We can only sway around and endure the rumors that change three times a day.

Unfortunately, the possibility of maintaining the peak of prosperity for two hundred years is too small. It is hundreds of times lower than the probability of a group of epoch-making talents suddenly jumping out.

If the style of that prosperous age could last for a hundred or two hundred years, perhaps the use of the sea of ​​dreams of living beings would have become more diverse and common long before the zombie monsters came to this world.

From this point of view, even if the group of people who created the Twenty-Four Holy Spirits did not know the existence of the will of heaven, at least they had some speculation and contact with the sea of ​​​​dreams of all living beings, and could make some use of it.

Du Yuanzhen also selected a strange tree that was as huge as a mountain. With full exertion of his fist, he drew a spear in his hand and swiped it with one shot.

Even the only option available, escaping from the city, is a mistake. So what should everyone do to have the real feeling that they are safe and sound?

Now as soon as the news that this dreamland can help in the battle came out, everyone seemed to have found a backbone in the vast sea of ​​smoke.

When Su Hanshan came here for the first time, the cicada-shaped peak at his feet represented the culture related to cicadas.

Bang! !

Su Hanshan smiled slightly: "This is not a battlefield, but it can help the battlefield. Since you have such determination, go find a mountain peak or a strange tree, attack with all your strength, and show your martial arts and intentions."

The people in Juma City still fall asleep every night. As they become more active, the communication between the Will of Heaven and Su Hanshan becomes more frequent.

There were also some adults, or neighbors who were soldiers themselves, who asked the soldiers to lead them in drills.

"These cliff trees, even though they look withered and bare, have actually been the sustenance of countless people for generations. Not to mention the psychic power of the fist, even I cannot destroy any of them."

These trees and stone statues in the Sea of ​​Dreams of All Beings are all condensed symbols of a certain type of long-standing phenomena, doctrines, and concepts in the process of civilization development.

Martial arts practitioners, with the help of the Twenty-Four Holy Spirits, can instill their own boxing spirit into one of the dream symbols, and then they can harvest their own spiritual soul.

After this punch, both the guard and Du Yuanzhen and others showed expressions of surprise.

Days like this simply force people to think wildly. The more they think about it, the more uncomfortable and uneasy they become.

The guard didn't ask why beating rocks could help the battlefield. He found a cliff nearby and punched it.

Du Yuanzhen said: "This is it?"

As long as you practice martial arts in a dream, you can provide assistance to the soldiers on the western battlefield and the front line.

The water waves swaying on the cliff became more and more dense, but there was no sign of damage at all. Instead, it seemed to become smoother because of this blow.

There were layers of ripples on the cliff, like water waves, but there was no shaking or any sign of damage.

"Anyone who has reached the level of inner soul refining or above can choose to attack these things, and the effect will be better than sparring."

Where the strange tree was shot, there was a faint trace of fire.

Du Yuanzhen looked slightly surprised, "This is a good place to sharpen your spirit."

"As long as we practice martial arts, is it okay for us to do this kind of boxing?"

"what?"

Boom! !

Today, so many people in the city were incited to leave the city. Although it was later reluctantly resolved and they were allowed to return to the city, the panic and uneasiness among people could not be eliminated so easily.

The guard's face turned red: "Your Majesty, you are underestimating us. If Bonan is the front line, this general's martial arts that can communicate with fists is definitely not a show-off! On the battlefield, I will only be braver than them!" "

Du Yuanzhen cleared his throat deliberately.

Instead, the guard felt his fists were a little sore, and he was on guard. He made slight adjustments when exerting his strength, and punched continuously, hitting the mountain wall.

"How could this be?"

The speed of acceptance and the enthusiasm of these people were far beyond the imagination of the officials.

The most terrible thing is that kind of confusion.

Su Hanshan's understanding of the Sea of ​​Dreams was derived from those messages.

Su Hanshan glanced at him: "A few random rumors? Those news are related to their wealth and lives. They don't have as many escape options as you, so they naturally have to be more sensitive. But because of this, if they know the direction they can work hard, they will be better than You’re more engaged.”

The Twenty-Four Holy Spirits are actually portals that present the twenty-four dream symbols in reality after more detailed and standardized guidance.

After the extremely noisy and repeated questioning and confirmation, many young and middle-aged people who had learned rudimentary boxing were already boxing on the spot.

The guard of Bonan City murmured, "A few random rumors made them so scared before, but now their fighting spirit is so high?"

Su Hanshan said, "However, due to the long-term confrontation with the source of the dream, these symbolic things have become inert and dead. If you continue to impact with the spirit of the fist, it will help to reawaken and activate them." .”

In Shenpo Martial Arts, the effect of using visualization methods to strengthen the spirit in the early and middle stages is very obvious.

But when it comes to the advanced state after the soul enters the body, the existing methods of contemplation are already difficult to exercise for the soul that has been transformed.

Therefore, the real top local masters are practicing in a stupid way, that is, by dividing their boxing spirit, depleting each other, and then waiting for recovery, using this kind of hard work to improve their quality bit by bit.

Of course, a life-and-death battle with masters of the same level can also have similar effects.

However, the risk of mental confrontation between masters is much higher than grinding oneself. If you are not careful, you will end up dead or crazy. Basically no one will regard this kind of thing as a way to practice.

Now, Du Yuanzhen felt that the spirit represented by that strange tree was far deeper and more solid than his own. Every time he launched an attack, he was actually sharpening himself.

This is much more convenient than grinding oneself, and the spirit on the other side will not hit her back.

"It seems that the princess has also discovered that this sea of ​​​​dreams is the best training ground."

Yang Baifa stroked his beard and smiled, looking away, looking around, and said, "Although these common people are enthusiastic, they don't know how to practice in order to radiate a more passionate fighting spirit."

"Where are the little girl you trained and my old subordinates? Go find them and help with sparring."

Su Hanshan also had this intention.

Those people brought out by Yang Baifa were all veterans, and they had experience in dream practice. They also learned the Mahamudra method of double visualization from Wang Xiangqian. They were most suitable to guide these novices with weak foundations.

However, he just pointed the direction to Yang Baifa and did not follow him. He found a cliff, flew up, sat down on a high place, and gently brushed the eye mark on the back of his left hand.

In the Eyes of the Sky, many images of characters that had been penetrated emerged, large and small, and every detail was revealed.

There are living masters like Yang Baifa and Du Yuanzhen, as well as zombie demons such as Zen Master Haha and Gu Xilou.

For local warriors, the future development path may be to explore the resonance with the aura of heaven and earth, continuously improve the quality of the physical body like a magic weapon, and pursue the ultimate in a certain direction until they can incarnate into this specialized field. A miraculous existence.

But for Su Hanshan, neither the martial arts tone of the Chu Dynasty nor the Pure Yang Xuanyin inheritance he practiced were suitable for pursuing the ultimate in single-mindedness.

The Jin Chanzi Boxing Manual can be practiced in his hands, and it has been transformed, and it fits perfectly with the Xuanyin Sutra and the Three Secret Meditations. The consistency of other techniques will only be lower than this.

For him, even if he studies the images collected through the insight function of the Eye of the Sky, he can only get some techniques that are not very suitable for him.

However, as his understanding of the Sea of ​​Dreams deepened, Su Hanshan had a bold idea in his mind.

Instead of exploring the cultivation results of these insight objects themselves, explore their correspondence with various dream symbols, and try to find a corresponding dream symbol for yourself.

This is not a fantasy.

The warrior contacted the dream symbol through the Holy Spirit, and the feedback he got was that although it was a spirit with very extreme attributes, this process was actually filtered by the Holy Spirit.

Each dream symbol itself is not that extreme, but rather a relatively complex existence.

There are many symbols in the undersea dream, and it is very possible to find one among them that is close to Su Hanshan's own martial arts state.

Yang Baifa, Zen Master Haha and others are all the masters of the martial arts concepts they represent in today's era.

If you can understand the connection between them and the dream symbols behind them, you will achieve success for yourself.

Then, Su Hanshan, who can move freely in the sea of ​​dreams, is confident that he can directly draw the more complicated and larger symbolic power of dreams to himself without relying on the Holy Spirit.

Su Hanshan knew very well that most of his classmates from his hometown were in the same state as himself before entering this world, so the local view method would not be of much use to them. At most, they can have a few more side options when choosing methods to assist their cultivation.

It is not suitable to bring the Holy Spirit back to his hometown, but the Eyes of the Sky and the Dream of the Sky, although their potential is boundless, are very suitable for cultivating and developing their own power. Su Hanshan has many associations with it, but it is a power rooted in this world, and it is unlikely to bring it with him. go back home.

Perhaps his greatest gain in this world is the concept of power drawn from the symbols of dreams.

"Besides, there are endless zombies to kill. If you want to win this war, the only possibility is to kill all the corpse demon leaders on the opposite side, eradicate the ritual masters who can skillfully communicate the source of the corpse transformation, and then destroy the existing corpse demon leaders." Soul-Calming Bell."

Su Hanshan reached out and fiddled with the images, recalling the source of the corpse transformation and the nine-fingered strange hand that he had vaguely seen in his mind. His eyes were condensed and he slowly exhaled.

"Before I leave this world, I must give mankind a complete victory. I will chop off your minions and give you a slap in the face!"

………………

Among the cities in Chang'an, it was one of the first three cities in the northwest to fall.

The streets of the entire city were desolate, with bloodstains, corpses and burned-down houses everywhere. The charred wood and collapsed wall bricks had long since lost the warmth of the blazing fire and had become cold.

In this winter season, the white frost condensed on the black coal shows the coldest meaning.

"That person has arrived in the four cities of Tongzhou."

Prince Bai was sitting in a lobby, looking at a homing pigeon in his hand under the moonlight.

This is one of Bai Zhongtuo's homing pigeons. New news would be sent back every day, but when it flew back during the day, the pigeon's feet were empty.

"I originally thought that I was just guided by the will of heaven, and I knew more secret information. In terms of combat power, at most, I was on Du Wentong's level. But now it seems that I still underestimated my opponent."

"Even the old Zen Master Haha has lost his voice. It really makes me frightened and unable to sleep peacefully."

There was a hint of casual joking in Prince Bai's tone, but there was also a hint of seriousness as he gently touched the pigeon's feathers with his ferocious blue-black palms.

The ministers sitting in the hall were silent, but judging from their expressions, it was not that they were helpless about the current situation and were afraid of Prince Bai's censure, so they did not dare to speak.

It is the kind of solemnity, absolute respect, and the belief that all feasible strategies can be thought of by Prince Bai. Any suggestions put forward by anyone who claims to be smart in front of the prince are just superfluous.

Regardless of whether you are wise or foolish, as long as you are in the same place with Prince Bai, you only need to wait for orders, obey orders, and do your best to execute them.

"Now that they have added reinforcements, the recent effort to drive the remaining zombies to attack the city is... even more necessary!"

Prince Bai said, "As many as you have, don't let that battlefield be free for more than four hours. Even if you divide it into groups of a hundred, we must continue to attack the city."

"When the living corpses gathered by the eldest prince from the southwest arrive, we will continue to kill them in batches of five thousand."

He pointed at the people sitting in the lobby, "We must hurry up to build the moving altar. You guys are also involved personally. Work hard all night long. Don't slack off."

After many corpse demons took orders and left, Prince Bai caught the pigeon in front of him, whistled and teased the little bird.

"You are also a hero. Unfortunately, the king has not yet transformed the pigeon into a corpse demon to reward you. I will take you to a good place to play together."

The green-faced and white-haired Corpse Demon King put the pigeon on his lap, covered the pigeon's eyes with one hand, and closed his own eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by empty desert sand, towering strange trees, and a large number of bubbles rising from the ground.

We are at the bottom of the Sea of ​​Dreams. If we look up, we can only see the dark sky. That is exactly where the sea surface is. We cannot see the sun and moon, but there is light on the bottom of the sea, which means that the sky is blue. Under the light.

However, if you look up from the place where Prince Bai is, you will see neither a dark sky nor a blue sky.

But in the middle of the pure red sky, there is a strange hand with nine fingers and hundreds of joints.

Prince Bai looked down and saw that the weak soul of the dove was actually brought here by him. It was illusory and transparent, and it fluttered its wings.

After a few breaths, various joints on the pigeon's body suddenly sprouted ferocious bone spurs and made a strange cry. The red look in its eyes gradually became stronger, but then, its entire body exploded into foam with a bang.

"It seems your blessings are not enough."

Prince Bai frowned slightly, shook his head, and turned around to look, "Fortunately, Teacher and Zhongtuo, your blessings are relatively deep."

On the ground behind, there is a strange red tree, its branches dancing lightly, reaching directly into the sky.

Its shape is similar to a banyan tree, but the hanging branches bear dozens of human-shaped fruits. There are Gu Xilou, the water god old monster, and the god Pan Granny. They are all corpses that have died due to incomplete transformation. magic.

Under the gaze of Prince Bai, four new branches hung down, Bai Zhongtuo, Prince Fukulai, Takada Jubei, and... Zen Master Haha!

As early as the moment when these people performed the corpse demon transformation ritual, part of their souls and minds were absorbed into the source of the corpse transformation and sealed away.

When their real bodies die, the sealed part of their souls and minds will grow on their own and become complete again.

And this time, if they can still have a suitable body in reality, they will directly appear in the world as a complete corpse demon, with a sound mind and will no longer have those muddy and confused impurities.

"The so-called living people are just corpses with shallow foundations, weak minds, poor self-healing ability, and clumsy and slow bodies. Corpse demons are the real living creatures and the real way to live!"

Prince Bai looked at the strange mangrove tree intently and stretched out his hand to catch the falling red light.

"Life is just one step. You can start over after death. Heaven, heaven, why do you want to resist this kind of luck?"

"Whether it's man or heaven, anything that hinders us will be crushed!"

When Prince Bai tightened his fingers and murmured to himself like this, his figure projected under the tree seemed like another corpse banyan tree.

The human figure fell on the tree. The human figure was trying its best to move closer to the banyan tree that could reach the sky.

(End of this chapter)