Big dreamer

"The disciple was about to explain the matter to Master Luo. When the disciple returned home this time, his father spent a lot of money to buy a strange red fruit from an out-of-town businessman. He said it was a great tonic. After taking it, the disciple felt Yang Gang in his body. The energy has greatly increased, and it is almost reaching the state of perfection." Shen Luo felt a chill in his heart, and thought to himself that it was indeed coming, but there was a look of excitement on his face.

As he spoke, his body glowed with a rich red light.

Luo Daoren originally wanted to reach out and sense the situation inside Shen Luo's body, but when he saw the red light on his body, he lowered his raised hand and looked at the red light on Shen Luo's body with a look of surprise.

"Master Luo, when I complete my practice of the Little Yang Hua Gong, I will leave it to you for the Chunyang Sword Art." Shen Luo saw Taoist Luo's actions in his eyes, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said this in his mouth.

"Since I promised you, I will not regret it, but what kind of red fruit are you taking?" Luo Daoren looked at Shen Luo and asked.

Shen Luo had already prepared the words to deal with it, describing an oval-shaped, fiery red mysterious fruit with flame patterns on its surface.

The appearance of this red fruit was not something he imagined out of thin air, but a spiritual fruit called "Fire Origin Fruit" that he had seen in a book before.

However, he did not completely describe it as the Fire Origin Fruit. He made certain changes, 70% true and 30% false, so that Taoist Luo would not think he was lying, but he could not be sure that it was the Fire Origin Fruit, so he could see the flaws.

"Based on your description, your red fruit may be a fire essence fruit, or even a different species, but I can't be sure. In any case, you are very lucky, and this can be regarded as your good fortune." Luo Taoist clicked his tongue in amazement. said.

"It's all Master Toro's great blessing." Shen Luo said with a smile.

"Since you have this unexpected encounter, you should practice the Small Huayang Gong more diligently to strive for perfection as soon as possible, then break through the Dharma nature, advance to the Qi refining stage, and solve your longevity problem." Daoist Luo didn't pay much attention to this matter. warned.

"Yes, I will work hard and not let you down." Shen Luo hurriedly and solemnly agreed.

Next, Taoist Luo no longer cared about Shen Luo's cultivation and urged Shui Yunduo to go on his way.

Seeing this, Shen Luo didn't dare to speak and stood respectfully beside him. The two of them hurried on and returned to Chunqiu Temple in the afternoon.

Luo Daoren went to report to the leader, while Shen Luo returned to his residence on his own.

After struggling for half a night and a day, he was exhausted and fell asleep when he returned to his residence.

This sleep lasted for a long time. When Shen Luo woke up, it was already dark outside, and a bright moon rose into the sky. It must have been late at night.

He stretched out and felt that he had had a great sleep, and he was extremely energetic at the moment.

"I wonder how the jade pillow has changed?" Shen Luo suddenly remembered something and took the jade pillow out from under the bed. Then he took a ghost-expelling talisman and put it on his body. He used magic power to activate it, and his eyes immediately became hazy.

Shen Luo then looked at Jade Pillow and suddenly let out a light sigh.

The jade pillow was empty at the moment, and those transparent light strands did not even appear.

"Why is it gone? Could it be..." Shen Luo had a guess in his mind and stared at the jade pillow, wanting to see what changes would happen to it.

After looking at it for a while, his eyelids slowly became sour, and he felt sleepy.

"I just woke up, why do I suddenly want to sleep again?" Shen Luo was secretly frightened and hurriedly patted his cheek, trying to dispel the sleepiness.

But not only did the sleepiness not subside, but it grew stronger.

He tried his best to persist, but in the end he couldn't resist the Sandman. He fell softly on the bed, pressed the jade pillow under him, and fell into sleep.

I don't know how much time passed, but Shen Luo slowly opened his eyes in a daze.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and suddenly felt a gust of cool breeze blowing over him. He couldn't help but shiver, and he immediately sat up soberly.

When he raised his eyes, he found that the sky around him was dark, and he couldn't tell whether it was dawn or dusk. He could only see a dilapidated and desolate old building standing not far in front of him.

Shen Luo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly lowered his head to look at himself, only to find that he was only wearing a thin underwear, which was still covered with dried blood.

This attire was clearly what he wore when he was in Fengchi City before. He still clearly remembered that the original robe was taken off when he used it to hide in the ashes of the Green Wolf.

"It seems that I have fallen into a dream again..." Shen Luo immediately understood his situation.

He hurriedly opened his clothes and carefully checked every part of his body. He found that the injuries from the previous fight with the demon wolf had healed, and he felt a little relieved.

At this moment, a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly pulled off the clothes on his right shoulder to take a look.

"Why is it gone?" Shen Luo exclaimed.

His voice was not loud, but it still startled a few crows perched on a dead tree nearby, and they all flew away with a "flutter".

The reason why Shen Luo was so surprised was that he found that the skull pattern on his shoulder had mysteriously disappeared, and the talisman he was carrying was also missing.

It's understandable that the talisman is missing, but why is the tattoo-like skull pattern also missing?

"Could it be that mana also..."

Shen Luo felt a little panicked and hurriedly kneaded the secrets and activated the nameless technique.

After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the magic power in his dantian was still flowing freely.

He put on his clothes, calmed down and stood up, carefully looking around.

The surrounding grass is lush, and the air is full of moisture, forming a thick fog that makes it impossible to see clearly from a few feet away.

What he was standing on seemed to be an old blue brick road, which was damaged and full of weeds in the cracks, leading to the old building in front.

Shen Luo took a few steps forward and found that the old building was the mountain gate of a temple. The tiles on the door were covered with weeds, and the red paint on the door wall had already been mottled and fallen off. The four characters "Bao Xiang Zhuang Yan" could still be vaguely seen.

The half-closed mountain gate was almost collapsed, and a plaque was hung crookedly on the door, with the three characters "Jia Lan Temple" engraved on it.

"Looking at this dilapidated appearance, it has been abandoned for at least a hundred years, right?" Shen Luo said to himself.

In many of the strange stories he had read, there were mentions of ancient temples in the deserted mountains, where there were often dry skeleton ghosts who used magic to seduce scholars who went to Beijing to take the imperial examinations, and they were often written in an extremely charming way.

Of course, these are not true, but it is mentioned in "The Chronicle of Zhang Tianshi's Demon Conquest" that places such as temples, Taoist temples, and local gods, if they are prosperous, they will be protected by gods, but once the incense is fading and they become ruins, they are more likely to attract evil spirits than ordinary places.

In addition, he encountered ghosts and monsters in his previous two dreams, so he was a little hesitant about whether to step into this temple.