The Dream Master

"The disciple is about to explain the matter to Master Luo. The disciple will go home this time, and his father spent a lot of money to buy a peculiar Zhu Guo from a foreign merchant. It is said to be a great tonic thing. The qi has increased greatly, and he is about to reach the stage of consummation." Shen Luo's heart shuddered, and the secret path came as expected, but there was an excited expression on his face.

As he spoke, a thick red glow appeared on his body.

Luo Daoren wanted to stretch out his hand to feel the situation in Shen Shen's body. He saw the red light on his body, and put his raised hand down again. He looked at Shen Shen's red eyes with a look of surprise.

"Master Luo, when my Xiaohua Yang Gong practice is complete, I beg you for the Pure Yang Sword Art." Shen Luo saw Taoist Luo's movements in his eyes, and he was secretly relieved, but said in his mouth.

"Since I promised you, I won't regret it, but what kind of fruit are you taking?" Luo Daoren stared at Shen and asked.

Shen Luo had prepared the words to deal with it long ago, describing a mysterious fruit with an oval shape, a fiery red body and a flame pattern on the surface.

The appearance of this Zhu Guo was not his imagination, but a kind of spiritual fruit named "Fire Element Fruit", which had the effect of strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence, was seen in a certain book.

However, he did not completely describe it as the Fire Element Fruit. He made certain changes, seven points true and three points false, so that Luo Taoren would not think that he was lying, nor could he be sure that he was Fire Element Fruit, so he could see the flaws.

"Listening to your description, your Zhu Guo may be a fire element fruit, or even a different species, but I am not sure. Anyway, you are lucky, and this is your good fortune." Luo Daoren said in surprise. Said.

"It's all the blessings of Master Toro." Shen Luo smiled.

"Since you have this adventure, you will work harder to practice Xiaohua Yang Gong for an early consummation, and then break through the generality, advance the Qi refining period, and solve your longevity problem." Luo Taoist did not pay much attention to this. Warned.

"Yes, the disciple must work hard to not let you down." Shen Luo hurriedly promised solemnly.

Next, Taoist Luo didn't care about the sinking cultivation base anymore, and urged Shui Yun to drive on.

Seeing this, Shen Luo didn't dare to speak, and stood aside respectfully, and the two rushed back to the Spring and Autumn View in the afternoon.

Luo Daoren returned to the head, and Shen Luo returned to his residence by himself.

After tossing in the middle of the night for one day, he was tired, and fell asleep when he returned to his residence.

This sleep was a long time, and when Shen Luo woke up, it was already pitch black outside, and a bright moon rose into the sky, and it should be late at night.

He stretched his waist and felt that he slept very well, and he was very energetic at the moment.

"I don't know how the jade pillow has changed?" Shen Luo suddenly remembered something, took the jade pillow out of the bed, then took a ghost-expelling talisman and stuck it on his body, spurred by mana, his eyes immediately became hazy.

Shen Luo immediately looked at Yuzhen, and suddenly gave a soft voice.

The jade pillow was empty at this moment, and the transparent light filaments did not appear.

"Why not? Could it be..." A guess came out of Shen Luo's heart, his eyes fixed on the jade pillow, wanting to see how this thing would change.

After watching for a while, his eyelids slowly became sour, and a drowsiness surged.

"I just woke up, why did I suddenly want to fall asleep again?" Shen Luo was shocked and patted his cheek quickly, trying to dispel his sleepiness.

But not only did the drowsiness not subside, it surged even more intensely.

He tried his best to persist, but in the end he couldn't resist the Sandman, fell softly on the bed, pressed the jade pillow under him, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it has passed, and in a daze, he slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and suddenly felt a cool breeze. He couldn't help but shake the spirit, and he immediately sat up awake.

He looked up and found that the sky around him was dim.

Shen Luo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly lowered his head to look at himself, only to find that he was only wearing a thin underwear with blood that had dried up.

This attire was clearly what he had worn when he was in Fengchi City. He still clearly remembered that the original outer robe was taken off when he used it to carry the dust and break the blue wolf to hide.

"It seems that I have entered a dream again..." Shen Luo immediately understood his situation.

He hurriedly pulled open his shirt, carefully inspected all parts of his body, and found that his injuries from the previous fight with the demon wolf had healed, and he was slightly relieved.

At this moment, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly pulled off his shirt on his right shoulder to take a look.

"Why is it gone?" Shen Luo exclaimed.

His voice was not loud, but he was still surprised that the crows perched on the side of the dead tree all flew far away.

The reason Shen Luo was so surprised was because he found that the skull pattern on his shoulder had disappeared strangely, and the talisman fork he carried with him was also not by his side.

If the talisman is missing, I can understand it, but why is the tattoo-like skull pattern missing?

"Does the mana..."

Shen Luo felt a little panicked in his heart, and hurriedly pinched the method, and started the nameless exercise.

After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the mana in his dantian was still able to be adjusted freely.

He put on his clothes, stood up calmly, and carefully looked around.

The surrounding grasses are lush, the air is full of moisture, and thick fog is condensed, which can't be seen clearly from a few feet away.

What he stood at his feet seemed to be an old blue brick road with many damages on it, with weeds growing in the cracks, extending to the old building in front.

Shen Luo walked a few steps forward, only to find that the ancient building was a mountain gate of a temple. The roof tiles were covered with weeds, and the vermilion paint on the door wall had already been mottled and peeled off. "Solemn" in four characters.

The half-covered mountain gate almost collapsed, and there was a plaque hanging obliquely on the door, which was engraved with the three characters "Jialan Temple".

"Looking at this dilapidated appearance, at least it has been abandoned for a hundred years, right?" Shen Luo said to himself.

Many of the strange and strange novels he has read mentioned that in the ancient temples on the barren mountains, there are often scenes in which the withered bones and glamorous ghosts seduce scholars who went to Beijing to rush to the exam by illusion, and they were often extremely beautiful.

Of course, this is not true, but it was also mentioned in "The Chronicle of Zhang Tianshi's Demon Falling", such as temples and Taoist temples, and land city gods, if the incense is at its peak, it will be protected by its own gods, but if the incense dies, it will become ruins. After that, it is easier to attract ghosts than ordinary places.

In addition, he had been in a dream two times before, and he had encountered ghosts and monsters, and he was hesitating now whether or not to step into this temple.