The Dream Master

At night, Shen Luo sat alone in front of the guest room window, a dim yellow oil lamp was lit on the table next to the window, and a purple talisman paper and three cyan talisman papers were on the table.

The purple talisman paper was painted with broken armor talisman runes, and the three pieces of green frost paper were painted with the falling thunder talisman, all of which had become talisman, all were drawn on the road when Shen Luo came to Yuzhou.

Among them, the Lightning Talisman is not bad. Although the success rate is not high, all it consumes is Cyan Frost Paper, but the more precious Ziyun Paper is consumed by the Broken Armor Talisman.

Although Shen Luo has the experience of drawing amulet in a dream, he has practiced it thousands of times on white and yellow amulet paper. When he really went to paint, he still consumed all the purple cloud paper he bought from his savings, and finally became a charm. Such a picture.

Staring at the cloudy sky outside the window, he could only see a vague light concealed in the clouds, and the sinkhole below was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

According to the travel notes, the green-eyed golden toad is the bloodline relic of the Moon Palace Jade Toad. It is naturally able to absorb the Moon Soul through the moon watching practice, so the body has accumulated extremely pure Moon Soul essence.

However, this creature is timid and cautious by nature, dormant all year round, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to find it.

Only during the rainy season each year, the sky is covered by clouds for a long time, and the moonlight cannot fall on the earth, and the golden toad cannot absorb the moon soul. Therefore, during this time, it will fall into a dormant period.

When the rainy season passed, there would be a thunderstorm, when Jin Chan would wake up again, and boldly leave the hiding place, exposed to the moonlight to replenish the previously consumed Moon Soul.

And this time is the best time to capture it. If you miss it, you have to wait at least another year.

This is also an important reason why Shen Luo decided to find this thing first.

After watching for a while, Shen Luo put the talisman on the table in his sleeve, blew out the oil lamp on the table, returned to the bed to meditate cross-legged, and continued to practice. Although his practice speed is not fast, he can't stop.

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In the early morning of the second day, Shen Luo opened the window and glanced at the cloudy sky. He frowned for a moment. Suddenly he pushed the tabletop next to the window with one hand, and when he turned over his body dexterously, he jumped out of the window and looked outside. Flew down.

His window was close to the cliff of the Tiankeng, and he didn't even have a place to stand. His figure fell directly into the Tiankeng.

It wasn't until more than ten feet down that he clasped a raised rock with one hand and hung himself on the cliff.

The sinking figure twisted around, and saw a row of towering ancient trees more than ten feet away from him.

He immediately released his hand clasping the stone wall, his legs struggling to kick the cliff, his body turned over a semicircle in mid-air, and fell silently to the top of the ancient tree not far away.

As he approached, he grabbed his arm again, grabbed the top of an ancient tree, slightly buffered the force of the fall, and slid dexterously toward the branches below, and after a few repetitions, he landed smoothly on the ground.

After landing, he didn't rush to leave. Instead, he took out a mountain pass from his sleeve and shook it around. After seeing that there was nothing unusual on it, he took it back into his arms.

The tiankeng in the early morning is quite quiet, except for the noise of insects one after another, there is only the sound of "sand" through the forest.

Shen Luo remembered that the place where the golden toad was captured was mentioned in the travel note. It was beside a crescent-shaped lake in the center of the tiankeng, so he went straight through the dense forest without stopping.

Walking in the dense forest, I found that the temperature at the bottom of the tiankeng was much lower than outside, and there was a thin layer of hoarfrost on the branches and leaves of the trees beside the road.

He took off a leaf flap and rubbed it gently, and the frost on it melted.

Shen Luo frowned slightly, dropped the leaf flap in his hand, caged his hands in his sleeves, and walked forward slowly.

He has a leisurely mind, looking left and right along the way, it seems that he really seems to be visiting the mountains and water.

Not long after, he came to the center of the tiankeng and saw the lake shaped like a crescent moon from a distance.

The water quality of the lake is clear, the color is blue, reflecting the clouds in the sky.

And beside the lake, there was a familiar figure, bending over to pick up a handful of water from the lake, and sipped it to his mouth.

"Brother Ao..." Shen Luo whispered and walked towards the man quickly.

"Brother Shen, morning." Ao Hong, who was standing by the lake, didn't seem surprised at all. He straightened up and greeted Shen Luo with a smile.

It's just that his gaze when he looked at the sinking seemed to pass him in a daze, looking at the dense forest further behind.

Shen Luo was aware of it, but still pretended to find nothing.

In fact, when he removed the leaf flap earlier, he had already discovered that someone was following him in secret.

He and Ao Hong made a few words, they walked side by side, chatting, and walking towards the other side of the Tiankeng.

The cliff on the other side of the tiankeng is convex and concave, and it looks like a natural eaves from a distance, covered with slippery green moss.

Shen Luo looked from a distance, and saw three ropes hanging upside down on the cliff. Three figures were hanging on the cliff, each with a huge bamboo basket tied around the waist, hanging from the cliff. Under the flying rock.

The three of them were the swallow-pickers who had been seen in the lobby of the inn yesterday, and the masked woman was missing.

The three people fell together on the cliff, adjusting their postures and positions up and down, and skillfully peeled off the white-colored bird's nests from the cliff.

The two of Shen Luo stopped under the cliff, looking up at their movements.

The short-bearded elder among the three seemed to feel instinctive. He looked down at the two under the cliff and greeted with a smile: "The two princes are so elegant. Come here to enjoy the scenery early in the morning."

"It's also very pleasing to watch a few people picking bird's nest skillfully." Shen Luo smiled.

After all, the few people are not really familiar with each other. After a few words of greeting, the two of Shen Luo said goodbye and left.

After returning to the inn from the stone staircase on the cliff, Ao Hong went back to his room first, while Shen Luo had breakfast in the lobby before going back.

After returning to the room, Shen Luo sat back at the table and was about to close the window to start meditating. As a result, from the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw a two-finger-wide note on the table.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he swept across the note, which read eight characters: "Don't be greedy for the golden toad, for fear of hurting your life."

Shen raised his brows, his face was hesitant.

This sentence looked like a reminder or a threat. He couldn't figure out who left it.

"Could it be Ao Hong? Seeing me today, I also went to the Tiankeng to search. I wanted to stop it but it was inconvenient to explain it, so I left a book to advise?" Shen Luo was puzzled, shook his head and pondered.

He didn't touch it with his hands either, just swiped it casually, and the piece of paper flew into the air and was torn apart by a stream of water.

"Could it be that masked woman? She should have been secretly stalking me in the forest, but why did she leave me a letter?" Shen Luo rubbed his chin before thinking again.

After a long while, he couldn't think of a reason, so he could only give up.

In short, no matter who it is, whether it is persuasion or malicious warning, he cannot give up.

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