The Dream Master

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Shen Luo's footsteps flashed, and a moon shadow flashed brightly and darkly, and the figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, flashed down suddenly, and appeared behind the silver armored heavenly soldier.

The latter also reacted extremely quickly, his waist stayed still, but the spear in his hand made a roar like a dragon, his upper body suddenly twisted, and the spear head also stabled back abruptly. It turned out to be an extremely beautiful back carbine.

A snow-white vortex suddenly appeared above the tip of its gun, and the cold air in it went straight to Shen Luo's heart.

The momentum of the sinking forward is swift, and it is too late to avoid it, so I can only burst out with a loud shout, and work hard to transport the Huang Tingjing exercises, the power of the four dragons and four elephants fills the whole body, and the hand of the whip is retracted and the other is turned. Make a huge dragon claw and grab it towards the tip of the gun.

A sharp cry of "Zheng".

The silver spear suddenly nailed to the palm of the dragon's claws, and the tip of the spear whirled violently, and a powerful twisting force spread out from it, with bursts of cold air with strong penetrating power, and it hit the sinking...

There was a "click" sound from the sinking arm, and a layer of snow-white ice crystals spread from the center of his claws, quickly freezing his entire arm in, bursts of bone chill, and constantly seeping into the bone marrow.

"Although I have advanced into the soul-condensing stage, my lifespan is still pitiful compared to the monks of the same level, and I can't stumble so easily." Shen Luo said inwardly.

After thinking about it, the twenty magic veins in his body lit up at the same time, and a powerful wave of mana surged open. The dragon claw arm also shook suddenly, bursts of light came out, shattering all the ice. .

Sinking Dragon Claw rushed forward and grabbed the silver spear. With a sudden pull, the silver armored heavenly soldier was violently pulled in front of him. He held Liuchen whip in his other hand and immediately slammed it down.

Seeing that the silver armored heavenly soldier couldn't pull the spear back, he had to loosen his hands and stagger his arms over his head.

There was a muffled noise.

The black light burst on Liuchen's whip, the silver armored heavenly soldier's arms broke at the sound, and his head was smashed to pieces. The body gradually dissipated, only a white light shot out from it and flew into the sinking body.

Shen Luo felt the white light melted into his soul, and before he had time to observe it, he had already returned to the golden hall.

At this moment, he had put away the power of the dragon elephant, and glanced down at his left hand, only to see a bruise on the arm under the sleeve, and there were strands of cold air circling inside, which did not dissipate.

"Now this life is delicate, and you will have to be more careful in the future. Even if your cultivation base has skyrocketed, your combat experience is still a bit lacking." Shen Luo thought back to the carbine of the talented soldier, and some lingering fears secretly thought.

At this moment, not far in front of him, the golden pagoda in the hands of the golden armoured heavenly general brightened, and another golden pill flew out and flew towards him.

Shen Luo caught the golden core, a thought in his heart, turned and left the hall.

When he came to the outside of the hall, he looked down, but could not see Ao Hong's figure, then returned to the front of the stairs and sat down, threw the pill into his mouth, and swallowed it.

After a period of practice, the cold air remaining on the sinking arm was dissipated, and the mana in the body increased a little, but the bottleneck in the late Mahayana period lay there, and it seemed that there was still a long way to go before the breakthrough.

After the sinking recovered, he didn't get up in a hurry, and then entered the hall to challenge, but sat on the ground to think.

Before, he never felt that the time for dreaming was precious, and every time he wanted to solve the problems in the dream as soon as possible, so he returned to reality early, but now he realized that the time for dreaming is actually a great wealth for him. .

In reality, the reason why he was able to practice at a slightly extraordinary speed, and to master high-level talismans such as "Talisman of Falling Thunder" and "Talisman of Broken Armor" all depended on constant experience in the dream.

So this time, Shen Luo decided not to leave the dream in a hurry, he wanted to use this time to accumulate more experience for reality.

"Ma Xiuxiu has always wanted me to draw a high-level'dream symbol' for her,

The reason why he thinks of this matter first is because Ma Xiuxiu has mentioned it many times before him, and the other is that this talisman is very special. It does not require high-level rune paper, nor special rune ink. Strength is demanding.

If it is an ordinary person, it is naturally difficult to draw this talisman, but for the sinking in the dream, it is not only a gift of talent, but also has the advantage of powerful soul, so it is not difficult to think about it.

Shen Luo thought of this, and immediately took out the Qixing pen, stroked it with his palm, and took out a thick yellow talisman paper and a small pot of cinnabar talisman ink.

After he was ready, he closed his eyes and sat down cross-legs, and began to carefully recall the details of the Dream Talisman.

After a while, Shen Luo's eyes suddenly opened, two fingers were raised and a hook was made, and several pieces of yellow talisman paper on his side made a soft sound, and flew by itself, floating in front of him like a formation. .

There is no table in front of Shen Luo, so he can only hold the seven-star pen and draw a symbol in the air.

He tapped the tip of his pen on the talisman paper, but closed his eyes again, his eyes were already in his own sea of ​​knowledge, and the waves were calm and peaceful inside. The little man transformed by the soul was just like him, sitting cross-legged. among.

As Shen Luo's mind turned, the spirit villain raised his arm just like him, but without a pen in his hand, he pointed it like a knife, portraying the void.

As his wrist turned, a strand of spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips like a silk thread, just like pen and ink painting, winding and flowing in the void, quickly condensing a small half of rune lines.

Just draw the talisman with the power of the soul, after all, it does not look like writing with pen and ink. Shen Luo felt a little wave, and the soul power of the fingertips suddenly fluctuated, and a black bump suddenly appeared in the center of the originally smooth rune line.

And outside of the sea of ​​consciousness, the piece of talisman paper hanging in the void was pierced by the seven-star pen in the sinking hand, piercing a hole.

Shen Luo opened his eyes and took a closer look at the half of the rune drawn on the yellow talisman paper. It was almost like a child's graffiti. Where can there be the slightest air of rune patterns?

In this regard, Shen Luo had long been foreseeing that if the Dreaming Talisman was really so good to paint, with its loose requirements for materials, I am afraid it would have already become an ordinary talisman on the street.

"Come again."

Shen Luo said softly, his eyes closed slightly, and he raised his arm again, drawing with his spiritual thoughts as a guide.

...

In this golden pagoda, time passed without any notice, and Shen Luo didn't know how long he had tried to draw the talisman. He only knew that this time it was his 297th drawing.

In the consciousness of the sea, the ghostly villain's eyes condensed slightly, with a serious expression on his face, and the raised hand remained in the air for a long time without moving. It seemed that he was in trouble.

Most of the runes condensed in front of him have been formed, and the stop position is where the line turns.