The Dream Master

"I don't know what to say, I don't know how I got here. I just strayed into a mist before, and when I got out, I was here." Shen Luo saw the sincere words of the other party, his expression relaxed, and after thinking for a moment. Said.

"Fellow Daoist came in by mistake through the fog. Could it be that the fog can lead to the outside world?" Yingluo's eyes lit up, and he asked eagerly.

"I don't know about this either. Girl Yingluo, can you tell me what exactly is this place?" Shen Luo asked with frowning, becoming confused as he listened.

"This is the Longevity Village in Beiqiao County, Baoxiang Country." Yingluo replied.

"Treasure Elephant Country, isn't that the boundary of Xiniu Hezhou..." Shen Luo was taken aback when he heard this.

He used to read a travelogue of his predecessors in Guanzhong, and saw the record of Baoxiang Kingdom from it. He knew that it was very far away from Datang in the southern province of Nanzhan, and he murmured to himself. Is it directly across a continent?

"You are not from your own country?" Yingluo asked in surprise.

"I did come from somewhere else. To be precise, I came from a place called'Datang'." Shen Luo returned to his senses, smiled at Yingluo, and said.

"Datang...it’s no wonder that the daoists’ clothes are a little weird, and I don’t know how to call them? Thank you for your help this time, and save Changshou Village from the water and fire. Please be respected by Yingruo." Yingruo said, a smile appeared on her face, and she sank. Hand over.

"Girl Ying is not welcome. My name is Shen Luo. It should be how old you are. If you don't mind, just call me eldest brother." Shen Luo gave a gift and said.

"Big Brother Shen." Yingluo responded readily.

"Girl Yingluo, can you tell me what is going on with the fog outside? Listening to what you just said, it seems that this fog can't get outside?" Shen Luo asked again, with a solemn look on his face.

"Big Brother Shen doesn't know anything about the fog, how did he get out of it safely?" Yingluo heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"I really came here by accident. There is no deception about this. If the girl knows something, please tell the truth." Shen Luo said seriously.

"Actually, I don't know what this mist is about. I only know that after the extinction of the gods hundreds of years ago, the surrounding Changshou Village began to be filled with mist, and we were also isolated here." Yingluo saw his expression not. As if pretending, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly.

"What will happen if a person walks in?" Shen Luo asked with a raised eyebrow, but he didn't realize that "the monster swallows the sky and the fire descends the world" mentioned by the father and son Yu Yan before, seems to be hundreds of years old. Before, I don’t know if the two are the same.

"It is said that once a person steps into it, he will lose his way, walk a little further, and be directly trapped in it. At the beginning of the year, there were villagers who tried to enter it to explore the way, but later died too much. People, no one dares to step in." Yingluo said bitterly.

"In other words, you have been isolated by this mist for hundreds of years? How could this be possible! Being besieged for such a long time, it is impossible for you to survive." Shen Luo said in disbelief. In his view, the point outside the village Cultivated land does not seem to be able to feed many people.

"When the fog first began to encircle the village, the situation was not so bad. At that time, there were fertile fields outside the village to cultivate, and every household had domesticated livestock, and there were also several outside disciples from Fangcunshan stationed in the village. Under their leadership, although the life was difficult, it was barely able to sustain it, but later, a lot of things happened, and the situation was worse than one year." Yingluo paused when he said this.

"I heard the girl mention Fang Cunshan many times, but I don't know what this Fang Cunshan is?" Shen Luo asked again.

"The big mountain that our Changshou Village is backed by is Fangcun Mountain. When I was a child, my father had mentioned that there were gods on this mountain before, and there were real immortal sects. At that time, the village was protected by it.

"Since there is such a powerful Cultivation Sect, why don't you ask for help after you are trapped?" Shen Luo frowned.

"It's not because I don't want to, but I can't. The Fangcunshan disciples in the village used special means to send information to the mountain, but no one responded. After that, they also ventured to try mountaineering, but they went to three people. Only my ancestor escaped. He came back. He was already a cultivator in the early stage of condensing souls, and when he came back, he was seriously injured and died. He only left the instruction of'Don't go to the mountain' and passed away." Yingluo sighed and said.

"Maybe something happened on this Fangcun Mountain." Shen Luo said thoughtfully.

"What happened on the mountain is unknown. After all, the gods there seemed to have disappeared and never showed up again. It's just that everyone in the village still dreams that one day the gods on the mountain will come back. "Yingluo smiled bitterly.

"No wonder you say that I am a monk Fang Cunshan in front of the villagers." Shen Luo said in a sudden.

"This is really helpless. The monsters attacked again and again, and the villagers were already exhausted and almost desperate. I can only call them the last glimmer of hope if you are a god who descended from Fangcun Mountain, otherwise Even if the monsters stop being harassed, they won't survive." Yingluo said with a dark expression.

Shen Luo recalled the appearance of the villagers before, thinking of their numb and desperate look, and suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was really not easy.

"So, it's a white lie, but this is not a long-term solution after all." Shen Luo sighed.

"It's better to fight hopefully than to die in despair...Speaking of which, thank you for not exposing my lie before." Yingluo said.

"It's okay. But I'm a little surprised. It seems that there are no other immortal cultivators in this village besides you?" Shen Luo shook his head and said.

"There was actually another one, but after her dantian was injured, she lost all the mana, and now she is no different from an ordinary person." Yingluo heard the words, his eyes flashed slightly.

"Is the person you talking about the white-haired mother-in-law with a bunch of children?" Shen Luo thought about it, and suddenly asked.

"How did you know?" Yingluo was a little surprised.

"Among the villagers, whether they believe that I am Monk Fang Cunshan, they look at me with different eyes." Shen Luo thought of the old woman's eyes and said.

"It's indeed her. But you don't need to care. Ma's is just a bit weird. Except for me and those children, she hardly talks to other people in the village." Yingluo said hurriedly.

"Those children..." Shen Luo said here, slightly hesitant.