The Dream Master

Shen Luo quickly put the book in his hand on the bed and walked quietly to the door. After unlocking the door, he opened a gap slightly and looked out. The long and narrow corridor was quiet and no one was moving.

He scratched his head, locked the door again, and went to the window sill to open the window. The green banyan tree in the courtyard suddenly came into view, and there was no one else.

"What's going on, I just heard someone talking..." Shen Luo muttered to himself as he closed the window.

Just now, he heard a loud voice in his ear, as if saying something like "If it's in vain, it's straight", echoing in his mind like Hong Zhong Dalu, making his spirit trance for a moment.

"Could it be that I have been too tired these few days and have heard hallucinations?" Shen Luo rubbed his eyebrows, returned to the bed, and reached out again to pick up the half of the book on the bed.

As a result, at this moment, another voice rang in the ear:

"Qu Zequan..."

The voice is still loud and clear, deafening.

Shen Luo felt a buzzing in his brain, and his two hands subconsciously covered his ears, and the books in his hands dropped to the ground.

He kept this posture, standing still, with a pair of eyes, but staring at the half-volume on the ground.

After a long while, Shen Luo swallowed dryly, squatted down, carefully extended his right index finger, and touched the cover of the booklet. There was no change in the cover, and there was no sound in his ears.

"Strange... isn't it from this book?" Shen Luo's mouth twitched.

After thinking about it, he clamped the cover of the booklet with two fingers, lifted the entire booklet, and looked at it repeatedly.

Except for the silver ancient seal script that is almost unrecognizable, this book is no different from ordinary books.

"Could it be the ghost that suddenly appeared, is it attached to this book, right?" Shen Luo thought of something, his heart shuddering, and his left hand subconsciously touched his right arm.

However, after a coma, Xiao Hua Yang Gong faintly reached Consummation, which seemed to be related to this ghost head, and besides being a little hot after waking up, he still didn't feel anything wrong with his body.

Shen Luo thought of this, and felt a little peace of mind. He held the scroll between his two fingers in his left hand, and subconsciously wanted to dust the pages of the book with his right hand.

As a result, when he swiped his fingers across the book, a series of voices once again sounded in his mind, "I don't want to kill myself, so I have merit...speak naturally..."

His pupils shrank suddenly, his right hand stopped, and he stared blankly at the place where the three fingers of his right hand touched. There were three ancient silver seal scripts.

"Is it impossible..."

Shen Luo turned a thought in his heart, took a deep breath, and dropped the three fingers of his right hand an inch from the booklet.

"Speaking Naturally"

This time, the expression on Shen Luo's face was no longer panic, but joy.

"That's it, that's it! I know, no wonder, no wonder..." Shen Luo couldn't help but show a sudden smile.

It turns out that this nameless scripture can be read by touching it. No wonder that ordinary boats like "Yu Tianshi" can understand it without a teacher, because there is no need to know any ancient seal script, just touch it.

After understanding how to read a book, Shen Luo immediately couldn't wait to look at it from the beginning, pressing his finger on the first word.

This ancient seal script was one of the few words he knew, but it was the word "husband". As soon as his finger touched it, the word "husband" flashed in his ear.

Shen Luo nodded slightly, moved his fingers immediately, and read the second text...

As a result, he had just moved his fingers over a dozen words, and suddenly a feeling of dizziness hit him, and his body swayed unconsciously.

He shook his head, thinking that he was just tired and wanted to continue to touch the next word. As a result, it didn’t matter if he touched it. He just felt that the world was spinning.

Shen Luo hurriedly supported the edge of the bed, so that he did not fall.

This time, not only didn't hear anything, but there was a sting in my mind.

Shen Luo didn't dare to neglect, so he hurriedly placed the heavenly book in his hand on the bedside and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

He is proficient in medicine, and after a little thought, he knows that the symptoms just now are caused by the exhaustion of mental power.

According to Yu Yan, the human body's essence, qi, and spirit are originally one and complement each other. Now his mental power is consumed greatly, urging Xiaohua Yang Gong, and it should be able to accelerate the recovery of spiritual power.

After sinking quickly, the whole body was hot, as if soaking in hot water, the flow of blood also accelerated, and a red glow appeared on his face.

Sure enough, with such success, the tingling in his mind immediately eased a lot.

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to run the exercises.

"It seems that reading in this way is good, but it's too exhausting." A quarter of an hour later, Shen Luo opened his eyes and thought.

Having said that, he didn't hesitate at all. He picked up the booklet again and interpreted a dozen words by sliding his fingers on the pages of the book. He didn't stop to meditate and adjust his breath until he became dizzy again.

"He who has the Dao of Heaven, the invisible things, the Dao of Heaven is intangible, divides Yin and Yang, and then produces and nurtures all things. If the world seeks the path of longevity, it is necessary to refine Yin into Yang, and to become holy before they can gradually enter the true way..."

This is exactly the first short paragraph of text that Shen Luo understood after three repeated meditations.

Judging from this text, the record on this scroll is most likely a practice technique.

Up to this moment, Shen Luo could be completely certain that this volume is the nameless heavenly book in Yu Yan's mouth, there can be no mistake!

Shen Luo took a deep breath, and when he spit it out, his eyes had returned to calm.

Now is not the time for excitement. It is serious to read all the half of the unknown book, but it will be an extremely long process.

At this moment, the corner of his eyes swept to the stone box next to him, and a touch of emerald green caught in his eyes.

It is the emerald green bamboo tube with cracks.

This stone box and leather scroll are both magical things, and the emerald green bamboo tube is placed with them, maybe it is also a treasure?

Thinking of this, Shen Luo stretched out his hand and took out the bamboo tube. After careful observation, he weighed the weight and found that it was no different from an ordinary bamboo tube.

He got up and took the scissors by the oil lamp beside the bed, and stroked the bamboo tube lightly.

With a sound of "chiff", a trace was immediately drawn on the bamboo tube.

He hurriedly stopped, frowning.

This emerald green bamboo tube is so fragile, is it just an ordinary thing?