The Dream Master

Shen Luo staggered out of the giant insect's mouth, the blood color on his body quickly faded, and his body shape returned to its previous size, but his complexion was extremely pale and his body shape was shaky.

What he had previously performed was a secret technique called "Diantian Gangqi" in the Huang Ting Jing, which can stimulate the physical potential in a short time and exert a power that is several times stronger than usual, but the price is also not small, and it consumes a lot of energy and blood. It will take a long time to recover, but the situation is urgent and we can no longer take care of this much.

He insisted on going ashore, but just after taking two steps, his eyes suddenly turned black and he fell into the river.

The river was quite turbulent, rolling forward and quickly engulfing the sinking body.

...

When he was dizzy, Shen Luo's eyes trembled slightly and slowly opened.

A semi-arc-shaped black canopy greeted his eyes, and a dense weave pattern of rattan mats could be seen on it.

He let out a sigh of relief. He only felt that his chest was blocked, and his whole body was sore and unbearable. Although the poison on his body was not as serious as it was at first, it seemed that it had not been relieved.

As soon as Shen Luo wanted to move, he slammed his shoulder on a lacquered wooden box next to him.

He looked around and found that in the not-so-wide space around, there were thick wooden boxes and rolled up bedding, which seemed to be on a moving carriage.

Shen Luo turned over with difficulty, propped up on his elbows, trying to get up.

As a result, the carriage under him seemed to have smashed a stone, and suddenly turned upside down, making him unable to support it and fell down.

"Uh……"

Shen Luo let out a painful cry, the pain in his whole body increased, and his face turned pale.

This movement was not small, and it alarmed the coachman who was driving outside, and the car curtain was lifted immediately, and a young face with a little childishness came in.

"Are you awake?" the young coachman asked with a smile.

"Where is this?" Shen Luo asked, struggling to try to get up again.

"My son, the eldest lady said, your injury is serious, you should stay quiet and not move, so lie down quickly." Upon seeing this, the young coachman hurriedly reined and called.

"Miss?" Shen Luo raised his brows slightly, did not listen to his persuasion, still insisted on getting up and sitting down against the box behind him.

"Oh, it's our Miss Shen Yushen who found you in a coma by the river and rescued you." The young coachman was taken aback for a moment, then said.

"Brother, where is this?" Shen Luo coughed lightly and asked again.

"I don't know where it is. I probably just arrived in Songfan County. Alas, the whole Dengzhou has been smashed by the monsters. Not to mention the county capital, even many mountains and rivers have been razed to the ground. Can you tell where is where?" The young coachman said, couldn't help sighing again and again.

"Songfan County? You said this is the boundary of Songfan County?" Shen Luo became excited when he heard this, and his voice trembled slightly.

When the coachman saw him like this, he couldn't help but startled, thinking that the man in front of him was injured and broke his brain, and said hurriedly: "That...the eldest lady said, when you wake up, let me tell her to go, you wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

After that, he lowered the car curtain and jumped off the carriage.

Shen Luo stared blankly at the slightly swaying car curtain in front of him, feeling a little confused.

If this is the boundary of Songfan County, doesn't it mean that this time through the dreamland, he returned to his hometown of Dengzhou?Then the previous magnificent city, isn't it the Zhoucheng Dengping city?

He settled his mind, sighed inwardly, moved his legs to sit cross-legged, holding Yuan with his hands in front of him, and wanted to adjust his breath for a moment.

However, with this movement, Shen Luo found that no matter it was the dantian or the magic vein, it seemed to be covered by something, completely lost the connection with his mind, and could not perceive the slightest fluctuation of mana.

Shen Luo was in surprise, a series of footsteps and shouts sounded outside, and the footsteps were a little messy, and there seemed to be many people.

Soon, the car curtains were lifted up and placed on the roof of the carriage.

Shen Luo raised his head slightly, and saw seven or eight figures standing outside the carriage, led by a middle-aged man with slightly creamy temples and a young woman in a cyan dress.

Among them, the middle-aged man was of medium build, with dark skin, a vertical line on his eyebrows, and his appearance was quite majestic. He seemed to be the principal of this team.

The young woman's appearance is not too beautiful, but the lines on her face are soft and kind, and she seems to be the eldest lady Shen Yu in the mouth of the young coachman.

"Are you awake?" the middle-aged man asked, his voice a little hoarse.

"Thanks for saving my life," Shen Luo said with a smile on his face, holding a fist.

"The world is so difficult, and we are all humans. We should have watched and helped each other, you are welcome." The middle-aged man waved his hand, his eyes full of fatigue.

Shen Luo sighed and said nothing.

"Dare to ask how fellow Daoist is called?" At this moment, the young woman suddenly asked.

Shen Luo's eyes brightened upon hearing the words. Since she is called Taoist friends, then this woman should also be a cultivator.

"I can't force waves in my body, how do you know that I am a cultivator?" But soon, Shen Luo said with some doubts.

"Friends of Daoist probably don't know. When I rescued you yesterday, your injuries were much more serious than now. If you are an ordinary person, I am afraid you have already died no less than ten times. As a result, I did not take the medicine. Under the circumstances, your injury has been relieved a lot in just one day. If it weren't for any special exercises, there would definitely be no such abnormality." Shen Yu said slowly.

Shen Luo moved in his heart, knowing that most of the benefits brought by practicing Huang Tingjing, secretly cried out a fluke.

"Fellow Daoist hasn't told me how to call it?" Shen Yu saw that Shen Luo was a little surprised, and said again.

"Sorry, I'm a little lost, I'm sinking." Shen Luo said hurriedly after hearing this.

When the girl heard the words, she was slightly startled, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

After listening, the middle-aged man hesitated slightly for a moment, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Shen Luo asked when he saw this.

"It's nothing, it's just a coincidence. There is also an ancestor named Shen Luo in our Shen family ancestor." Shen Yu smiled and said.

After hearing this, Shen Luo felt a little embarrassed, so he turned the subject away.

After that, Shen Yu also spoke and introduced himself and others around Shen Luo.

After Shen Luo heard this, he knew that the middle-aged man was named Shen Huayuan, Shen Yu's father, and the head of the Shen clan of this line. Most of the others were juniors in the clan and Keqing within the clan.

However, what made Shen Luo a little surprised was that all the people around the carriage at this moment, except the young coachman, were all immortal cultivators, but almost all of them were in the early and middle stages of Qi refining.

Among them, the only exception was Shen Yu, who was a monk of the Bigu period.

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