Big dreamer

Shen Luo stood on top of the anaconda, letting go of his consciousness to explore the surroundings. He soon discovered that going in the direction behind him, but only ten miles away, his consciousness was like knocking down a wall. , was blocked back.

His thoughts moved slightly, and he turned his consciousness to explore the top of his head.

However, when his consciousness flew hundreds of feet away, a sharp pain instantly exploded in his brain, causing his consciousness to collapse.

"What a powerful restriction, I'm afraid it's not just for spiritual thoughts..." Shen Luo rubbed his sore eyebrows and thought to himself.

With this in mind, he spent a while to find a piece of gravel from the ground, summoned all his strength, and flew diagonally upward above his head.

The originally inconspicuous piece of gravel, wrapped in a layer of mana, shot past like a meteor, and in an instant it reached a height where Shenluo's spiritual thoughts were defeated.

"boom"

There was a sudden explosion, and the stone that flew into the sky exploded and turned into powder. .

Shen Luo looked at the dust thrown up by the broken rocks in the sky, and secretly felt lucky that he was cautious enough and did not fly with his sword rashly.

After putting away his distracting thoughts, he explored the direction in front of him again, but this time there seemed to be no obstruction at all, and his spiritual thoughts extended to the limit that his spiritual consciousness could reach.

"It seems that it is over there, but this swamp seems to be much more lively than imagined..." After confirming the direction of travel, Shen Luo couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large pool of water in front of him suddenly started rolling with waves. It looked as if the water had been boiled.

Immediately afterwards, a black demonic beast more than ten feet tall suddenly rushed out of the water and opened its mouth to bite Shen Luo.

Shen Luo couldn't recognize what it was. He could only see that it was covered in black and blue, and its skin was extremely smooth. There seemed to be a layer of sticky substance on the surface, and it looked like a big leech.

The leech's open mouth is densely packed with hundreds of sharp and fine white teeth, with some light green mucus exuding from it, emitting a disgusting rancid smell.

Shen Luo frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a stream of water instantly condensed in the swamp beside him, turning into a huge fist of water that rushed up and hit the leech's mouth without any bias.

There was a loud "bang"!

The head of the leech exploded with a sound, and a huge hole was opened directly by the liquid fist, and a large amount of green mucus splashed out.

Shen Luo was already on guard and had already opened a layer of water curtain to block him.

I saw large pieces of green slime splashing on the water curtain, making a "hissing" sound and then billows of green smoke.

Shen Luo frowned, and the water curtain in front of him had been corroded with holes, and a burning smell similar to sulfur rushed into his nostrils.

He quickly sealed his breath, but immediately felt dizzy. It was obvious that he had been hit.

…

At the same time, in the square outside the secret realm, seven hanging mirrors were hung high, and the figures of people who were practicing in the secret realm were already shown on it. Everyone was attracted by this unique trial scene, and the entire square was quiet. A lot.

At this time, a figure slowly passed through the crowd, came to Li Shu's side, and patted her shoulder gently.

Li Shu turned her head and looked, with a look of surprise on her face, and said: "Liu Qing, didn't you say that there was some trouble in the practice last night and you can't come today? Why..."

"I'm still a little reluctant to miss this Immortal Apricot Conference trial. After all, a large part of the reason why I came to you this time is precisely for this matter." Liu Qing said with a slightly pale face.

"Is your body okay?" Li Shu asked worriedly.

"The qi in the body is still a little chaotic, but I suppressed it, so it's not a big problem." Liu Qing smiled and explained.

"That's good, that's good." Li Shu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Liu Qing glanced at the hanging mirror above the square, a flash of doubt flashed in her eyes, and asked:

"Hey, why don't you see that fellow Taoist Shenluo?"

"I don't know what happened inside the door. There were obviously eight people, but only seven hanging mirrors were prepared. Now the figures of other people correspond to them, except for Brother Shen's." Li Shu frowned suddenly. He got up and said a little dissatisfied.

Lu Ying on the side didn't pay much attention, her eyes kept falling on the hanging mirror reflecting Nie Caizhu.

"Junior sister, don't be anxious. When these people come close to the central area and gather together, they will be able to see Fellow Daoist Shen." Wu Ming grinned and comforted from the side.

Li Shu's eyes were not on him, so she naturally couldn't detect his playful smile, so she nodded and said, "That's right."

After Liu Qing heard this, she said nothing more.

…

On the top of Putuo Mountain, in a towering hall, the eighth hanging mirror was suspended. The picture that appeared on it was not that of others, but that of Shen Luo.

There are three golden chairs in the middle of the hall, with three people sitting on them.

The one on the far left is a burly old man with light yellow hair and beard. His eyebrows are slightly furrowed and his face is stern. His eyes are fixed on Shen Luo in the picture, and the palms hidden in his sleeves are slightly rubbing.

Sitting in the middle position was an elderly man with a stooped figure. His top hair had fallen off completely, but his two long eyebrows were very thick, almost covering his eyes, and the expression on his face could not be seen.

Even while sitting on the seat, his hands were holding a thick golden crutch in front of him, as if to support his body that was about to fall.

On the right side of the old man, there sat a barefoot woman wearing a blue dress. Naturally, it was none other than Fairy Qinglian, the leader of Mount Putuo.

"Master, is it really necessary to target a junior who is in the middle of his body like this?" The burly old man with light yellow hair asked.

"Huang Zhanglu's words are wrong. You have also seen Caizhu's qualifications. If nothing unexpected happens, her future cultivation achievements will most likely not be inferior to yours and mine. And Shen Luo is the most likely and biggest one. An accident." Fairy Qinglian said calmly when she heard this.

The old man with a yellow beard was Huang Tong, the master of the law in Mount Putuo, and was also Zhou Yu's master.

"Senior nephew Qinglian's concerns are not unreasonable. The wind rises at the end of Qingping, breaks down rocks and cuts down trees, and kills the forest. We must be on guard. Since this person has the possibility of interfering with Caizhu, it is better to suppress it as soon as possible. After all, it’s not like we’ve never suffered this kind of loss before.” The rickety old man said with a slight tremor in his voice.

"Uncle Guanyue, you have misunderstood me. I just think that it is impossible for a junior who is only in the middle stage of out-of-body experience to take the lead among this group of disciples. Why bother to expend such effort? He restored the secret realm of Hualien and asked Zhou Yu to deliberately transport it to the place where the monsters were the most dense." Huang Tong looked sideways at the rickety old man and said in a respectful tone.

The rickety old man with thick eyebrows was none other than the uncle of Huang Tong and Fairy Qinglian. He not only had profound cultivation, but also had a very high ranking in the entire Putuo Mountain. It was he who accepted Wei Qing as a close disciple. In just a few decades, he was trained into a Mahayana monk.