The Dream Master

Shen Luo was still a little puzzled at first, but after a little thought, he understood.

Most of the books in this hall are reading pavilions open to all disciples of the inner and outer sects, and most of them store some basic exercises, but it is unlikely that the important classics that the sect really inherited will remain in it.

This is actually the same as the practice of Chunqiu Guan. Most of the Zhenzong exercises are passed on by word of mouth between masters and apprentices, and they are not publicized. Pure Yang Jianjue is like this.

After Shen Luo rested for a while, he turned around and picked out a few basic exercises from the stack of ancient books, as well as those about the elixir, immortal grass, and alchemy tools, and included them in the Qixing pen.

Then, he put away the remaining books that he hadn't finished reading. Then he stretched his waist and planned to get out of the hole in the wall and leave here.

It's just that when he twisted his neck and moved his muscles and bones, the light from the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of a corner in the hall, and a faint white light lit up.

He hurriedly walked over there, looked around, and found that there was a silk painting that was one foot wide and three feet long hung on the wall, which was reflected by the moonlight from outside the house, reflecting a haziness. White light.

Shen Luo was puzzled, and walked quickly to the silk painting, and saw a bright and full moon painted on it, and a bunch of green bamboos stood obliquely under the moon, casting a shadowy shadow under the reflection of the moonlight. "Sky Bamboo Looking at the Moon".

This painting is really excellent, and I don’t know what color material was used. After so many years, the color is not lost at all. The green bamboo still looks green and dripping, and the full moon is white and yellow with a hint of warmth. Lifelike.

Shen Luo just took a few glances, and suddenly felt a flower in front of him. The green bamboo and the full moon seemed to suddenly become real, reflecting in front of him.

Under the moonlight, there seemed to be a breeze, and the green bamboos swayed one by one and collided with each other, as if there was the sound of bamboo hitting each other, and the shadow cast on the ground began to change.

Shen Luo was surprised, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze, the vision in front of him no longer existed, and the sound of bamboo joints in his ears disappeared.

"What's going on?" He was surprised in his heart, and once again focused on the picture.

Looking at it this time, the illusory scene appeared again, not only the bamboo shadows were constantly changing, but even the moonlight seemed to break apart, sprinkling a mottled shadow of intersecting light and dark on the ground.

Shen Luo stared at the ever-changing shadows for a long time, suddenly raised his brows, and let out an "Oh" sound.

"It doesn't seem like..." But soon, he shook his head inexplicably and muttered to himself.

He seemed to be stunned, nodding his head for a while, shaking his head for a while, staring at this scroll for a whole hour.

"This moon shadow change seems to coincide with some kind of footwork change. It must be tricky, but it must be impossible to penetrate in a short time. We should put it away first." At the end, Shen Luo still shook his head and sighed. Tao.

After that, Shen Luo stepped forward, took the silk painting off the wall, rolled it up, and put it into the Qixing pen.

He stuffed all kinds of things in the pen one after another, and soon there was not much room.

After cleaning up, Shen Luo walked out of the hole in the back wall and continued to march towards the square. He encountered more and more halls along the way, but without exception, they were all destroyed by war.

And all the bones encountered along the way began to become denser, but most of them were covered by vegetation and buried in the grass.

"It seems that the main battlefield of the battle was around here," Shen Luo thought secretly.

In the night, there was deathly silence all around, only the sound of falling "sand" footsteps echoed around.

The collapsed halls along the way are like piles of tombs with piles of soil.

A night breeze hit, the shadows of the surrounding trees swayed, and the dense forest and ruins lit up with green light, but countless bones and phosphorous fires rose up, flowing through the wild like a fireflies.

Shen Luo walked through the wildfire, and then walked out of the dense forest together, and came to the square with a large area.

Immediately, a strange scene appeared before his eyes.

I saw wildfires constantly gathering around, like soldiers lined up, swimming endlessly around the white square.

Shen Luo's eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at the square carefully, but saw that there were only a few remaining bones and pieces of fallen leaves on it, and there was no mechanism formation, and it seemed that there was no mystery.

In the middle of the square, there is a circular high platform, but it is only three feet above the ground. A vague Tai Chi pattern can be seen on it, which seems to be composed of two bricks of different colors. There is nothing else. Things.

Shen Luo immediately let go of his spiritual consciousness and glanced towards the square, but he still found no abnormality.

After waiting for a while, the ghost fires did not disappear. Instead, they fell to the ground one after another, surrounding the square, as if a circle of green oil lamps were lit for it.

Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, but still stepped onto the square.

As soon as he stepped on the hundred-stone floor of the square, there seemed to be a whirlwind rising around him, engulfing all the ghost fires and flying into the air.

Shen Luo felt tight and immediately stopped and looked around.

After a while, no other visions appeared, he felt relieved and continued to walk towards the high platform in the center of the square.

However, after walking more than a hundred steps, seeing that the high platform was less than ten feet away, a vague human voice suddenly sounded in Shen Luo's ears. At first it sounded like a mosquito and flies whispering, but when it listened carefully it was like a yellow bell. Da Lu, echoed endlessly.

But no matter whether the voice is loud or small, the words are always vague, making him unrealistic.

Shen Luo was puzzled, so he hurriedly picked up his mind and wanted to listen to it clearly. As a result, his spiritual thoughts moved a little. He just heard the sentence "If the Tao is the way, then retreat", his mind felt like a sudden explosion. It was thunderous.

There was a loud "bang".

Shen Luo felt that the back of his head seemed to be smashed with a sledgehammer, his eyes suddenly turned black, and his body shook several times, almost falling to the ground.

He hurriedly stabilized his consciousness, pinched his eyebrows, and shook his head heavily, trying to wake himself up.

This feeling made him feel a little familiar, and he suddenly remembered that when he tried to reveal the secret of the jade pillow, it seemed to be such a strange scene.

Shen Luo staggered back a few steps, shook his head, the sound of a heavy blow in his mind immediately disappeared, and the vague voice of human speech disappeared immediately.

He immediately stunned in place, some not understanding what happened.

"I clearly heard the voice of human speech just now, but what did he say?" Shen Luo said with a puzzled expression on his face.

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