Big Dream Master

When the three of them walked across a cliff, they saw a few weird-looking demon monks fighting against each other with spells, seeming to be fighting over whose transformation skills were stronger.

When passing through a pavilion, I encountered two people fighting each other with the technique of talisman. Although the fight was fierce, there were smiles on each other's faces, which was obviously very enjoyable.

"Is this what Guizongmen practice is like on weekdays?" Fu Donglai couldn't help asking.

"Not really. On weekdays, there will be elders teaching their subordinates and disciples to guide the practice. Occasionally there will be ancestors who will come out to give lectures, and everyone will gather together to talk and listen to the Dao. Only in their spare time will they be with the same school. The brothers competed against each other with spells, and everyone had a clear mind. They only clicked on them, but they helped a lot in practice.” Xiao Dao Tong explained.

Fu Donglai heard it in his ears, and felt a lot in his heart. .

When in Shituoling, even if they are in the same class, they often don't keep their hands and fate with each other. How can there be such a harmonious atmosphere as Fang Cunshan?

Shen Luo saw it, and found it quite interesting, and said in his heart: "Only such an eclectic sect can teach a disciple like Monkey King..."

A few people walked along, walking briskly, and when they reached some fork in the road, Shen Luo could still find the right direction based on his memory. This made the Taoist boy in charge of guiding the way a bit surprised, and mistakenly thought that Shen Luo had been to Fangcun Mountain.

When he asked, Shen Luo just smiled and denied, without explaining more.

Soon, the three trekking all the way to the top of a mountain peak.

The vegetation on the top of the mountain is sparse, and there is a naturally formed open area on which a simple thatched hut has been built.

The thatched hut has only three adjacent houses. In front is a small courtyard surrounded by a fence. In the middle, a wooden gatehouse with a height of one person is built. A wooden plaque is hung on it, and the three characters "Fangcunju" are engraved on it.

In the sinking memory, I vaguely remembered that I had been here, but I didn't see any thatched huts at that time. When I wanted to come, most of them had been destroyed and no longer existed.

Xiao Dao Tong led Shen Luo and the two into the small courtyard, and saw a small vegetable garden on the left side of the courtyard, and a stone table and stool on the right side. It looked very simple and simple, almost the same as that of a market farmer.

"The ancestor is destined, let the donor Shen enter the house for a while, and also trouble the donor from the palace to drink tea here and wait for a while." Xiao Dao Tong said as he waved his sleeves across the stone table.

With a glimpse of the blue light on the table, a set of exquisite purple clay teapots fell on the table.

The tea cup has been filled with tea, and the color is light green and clear, and it is filled with a scent and refreshing.

"Thanks a lot." Fu Donglai thanked him and immediately sat down.

Shen Luo said to Xiao Dao Tong, "You have work," and then followed him to the thatched cottage in the middle.

Coming to the front, Xiao Dao Tong pushed the dark wooden door, said "please", and then stepped aside.

Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, and stepped in.

As soon as his feet crossed the threshold, his heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately wanted to withdraw.

But before he could move, he hadn't noticed the slightest strange inside the door before, the void suddenly twisted, and a strong pulling force directly pulled him, staggering, and fell into the door. .

This twisting force is very powerful, Rao Shiluo is now a true immortal monk, and he couldn't stop the forward pounce, and he was about to stagger and fall.

He only felt that it was dark before his eyes, and then suddenly lit up.

Before Shen Luo could react, his arm was supported by a thin palm.

"Be careful, don't trample on my Ziluo Haitang." A somewhat vicissitudes of life sounded at the same time.

"The younger generation sinks, I have seen the Bodhi ancestor." After Shen Luo stood firm, he immediately clasped his fists and saluted.

"No need to be polite..." The thin palm pressed down his hands on his chest and said with a smile.

Shen Luo put down his hands, and then raised his eyes to look at the old man and a flower garden with a radius of several tens of meters behind him.

The old man has a clear face, slender eyebrows, two silkworm eyebrows, and three long beards. He is dressed in a blue robe with a golden ribbon around his waist. Two large sleeves are rolled up to his elbows. It's a bit of immortal being out of the dust, and a bit of the air of fireworks in the world.

The only thing not, is the unpredictable pretending of many monks.

"It's weird, how can the line of cause and effect on your body be so confusing?" The old man held two hands with mud, frowned and looked at sinking, his face was puzzled, like asking, and like talking to himself. road.

Shen Luo was looked at by him like this, as if he had understood all the secrets at a glance, and he couldn't help feeling a little panic in his heart.

"Don't be nervous, the old man felt that there was some special fate in the dark when he first saw you, but he couldn't see it clearly for a while, so I invited you to come here for some good fortune and deduction." Seeing this, the old ancestor Bodhi smiled. Said.

"It turns out that the child in the downhill city was really arranged by the ancestor." Shen Luo said with a clear heart.

"What is the arrangement? That is the result of the old man's soul separation, but I didn't expect that you would rely on that sketch and find it on my side." Old Ancestor Bodhi smiled.

After all, he led Shen to walk along the ridge next to the flowerbed to a bamboo hut outside the field.

Looking at it along the way, I saw that there were too many strange flowers and weeds in the surrounding area, and all of them were strange. One of the red flowers was still burning with flames, but there was no trace of ashes.

Next to it is a cold grass covered with ice crystals, and the two are close at hand, but they can achieve mutual non-influence, which is also a mystery.

However, the most surprising thing is that these flowers and plants, which are not mundane at first glance, are actually mixed with a few mundane peonies, rose and other flower seedlings. Although they are not enchanted with fairy spirits, they are still blooming. The enthusiasm and prosperity.

It seems that for the ancestors of Bodhi, whether it is immortal or mortal, he rejoices with his heart.

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"Looking at the pure Yang energy in your body, Chi You's demon energy is also arrogant, but the balance is maintained well, should there be any secret method?" Bodhi ancestor looked at Shen Luo and asked.

Shen Luo just nodded, but didn't explain carefully.

"No matter what method is used, it does not seem to be a long-term solution. The method of Xuanyang co-refining cannot be abused, otherwise it will only cause irreversible disasters." Bodhi ancestor reminded.

Shen Luo heard the words, shocked in his heart.

When this secret technique of Xuanyang transforming magic is not used, it is impossible to see through it in idle time, and every time it is used, it also has a high price, that is, it will damage the yang and transform the yin, causing the devil energy to infect further, until the devil energy. Dominate, and his body will be completely demonized.

According to Shen Luo's own guess, by that time, he himself would become Chi You's demon soul clone.

And this process, as Bodhi ancestors said, is irreversible.