The Dream Master

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Shen Luo first used the magic of psychic service demon, summoning Langsheng to protect the law around, and then sat down cross-legged outside the law circle, took out the universe bag and placed it in the center of the law circle.

He pinched the tactics to urge the magic circle, and a black light rose from the magic circle, slowly holding up the Qiankun bag, and even more black light merged into the bag.

The black light flashed around the Qiankun bag, and a hazy black figure slowly appeared, exactly the image of that general ghost.

"Your Excellency has helped me." Shen Luo smiled slightly, got up and walked into the circle, sat down under the Qiankun bag, the ghost of the general just shrouded him.

He slowly used the secret technique of ghosts to nourish the spirits, and faint rays of light emerged from the ghosts and converged towards the center of his eyebrows...

Shen frowned slightly, his face showed a trace of pain, but forcibly endured, he carried the nameless exercises, and tried to hit the bottleneck of the soul condensing stage again.

In an instant, several months passed.

The New Year has passed, and the weather here on the Yellow River is still getting colder for a day, and it is snowing today.

Snow flies on the surface of the vast river, and the world is in general terms. It is almost impossible to distinguish where is the river and where is the sky.

Such weather is not suitable for shipping and fishing, so there is not a single ship or fishing boat on the river.

However, this kind of beautiful scenery is suitable for the scholars who are not worried about their livelihoods to appreciate the snow.

I saw a two-to-three-meter-long, three-story painting boat slowly traveling in the Yellow River. The flags flying above were bright yellow, embroidered with dragons and phoenixes. Obviously, there were royal elders in the painting boat.

There are bursts of silk and bamboo orchestral music, the sound of singing and dancing, and sometimes someone recites a poem aloud, enjoying the snow.

At this moment, the river surface hundreds of meters away from the front of Huafang suddenly rolled violently, and a huge whirlpool appeared, and there were countless small whirlpools alternately emerging around it, causing strong winds nearby.

At the same time, the aura of heaven and earth on the river surface was also violently turbulent, converging towards the huge vortex, and gusts of wind were also set off in the sky, forming a larger air current vortex, emitting a long thundering sound.

The sails of the painted boat were also affected by the violent wind, shaking violently, and several flags on the boat were directly broken by the violent wind and rolled into the sky.

"What's the matter!" The singing and dancing on the boat stopped abruptly, and a group of people hurriedly poured out from the cabin.

The headed person is a young man wearing a bright yellow robe, a golden crown and holding a folding fan. This person looks in his twenties, with starry eyes and beautiful eyebrows, a full sky, and a purple light on the eyebrows, giving people a very noble feeling.

There was one person standing beside the golden crown youth, but it was a young girl wearing a bright yellow dress and a phoenix crown. It was the girl surnamed Li who had been seen twice in the city of Wanqiu and Xuanyuan Pavilion auction.

A dozen people stood behind the two, all of them young men and women in brocade clothes, with extraordinary bearing, and obviously all of them with great status.

There are also a few feather men wearing Taoist robes standing around, but they are all monks.

The young man surnamed Wu is also here at the moment, but standing on the edge of the crowd, the arrogance on his face is long gone, and some are just humble and respectful.

Standing in front of the young man surnamed Wu was a middle-aged featherman wearing a purple robes and a thunder sun crown. The outlines of the facial features of the two were similar, and they seemed to be related by blood.

"His Royal Highness Qi Jiu, the aura in front is surging, and the wind is swirling. There should be a cultivator at the bottom of the river to retreat, trying to break through the realm, thus triggering the celestial phenomenon." Standing behind the golden crown youth, a man with dust blowing in his hands, looked at the river in front of him. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and said.

This man looks strange, with white hair, but no wrinkles on his face. He looks extremely young, but his complexion is somehow pale and sickly.

As he spoke, the person waved his hand to dust.

A layer of blue light appeared out of thin air, covering the entire painting boat, and there were strange lines flashing in the blue light, and a little bit of light flashed, like the stars in the night sky.

The painting boat immediately stabilized, and no matter what the sky was blowing and the vortex in the river was turbulent, it could not affect it at all.

At this moment,

The vortex on the river also disappeared. After a few breaths, everything returned to calm, and the snowflakes continued to drift down.

"It seems to be over, National Teacher, may you see this person's realm? Has the breakthrough just been successful?" The Golden Crown Youth asked with interest.

"The breakthrough has been successful. Looking at this spiritual energy fluctuation, it should be a cultivator in the soul-condensing stage." Taoist said with a smile.

"Huh! A monk who has just broken through the soul-condensing stage, dare to disturb His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince and Princess Shu to appreciate the snow, and even damage the emperor's flag, he is very sinful, go down and pull him out, please send him off." Zi in front of the young man named Wu The robe Yushi suddenly let out a cold snort, strode out, and saluted the golden crown youth.

"According to the national teacher, this person is a breakthrough in retreat, which caused the astronomical phenomenon. It is not intentional, so there is no need to go to war." The golden crown said, shaking his head.

"Although it was unintentional, it is a fact that this person damaged the royal flag. If it is not severely punished, it will not be enough to demonstrate the power of the Tang royal family. If this matter spreads, it will make those Xiuxian sects contempt the court. Please also your Highness. Observe clearly." The purple-robed feather soldier seemed to be unwilling, said again.

Talking about the prestige of the imperial court, the youth of the Golden Crown couldn't help showing hesitation, and couldn't help looking at the Taoist who was called the national teacher.

"The martial artist's statement is also reasonable. Your Royal Highness is not as accurate as possible. We also happen to appreciate the martial artist's burning heaven immortal method. But here is above the Yellow River, the water is rich, and the martial artist's fire system supernatural power is restrained, but Yuan Can someone help you?" said the Taoist Taoist with a meaningful smile on his mouth.

"A mere monk who just broke through the soul-condensing stage, don't bother Yuan Guoshi, you guys, I will go get him." The purple-robed Yushi coldly snorted, and did not see how he cast the spell, his figure has already flown out. A few breaths reached the sky above the previous whirlpool.

"Where is the demon, how dare you hinder the imperial ship, come out!" This person yelled and pointed a little.

With a sharp scream, a red sword light shot out from his sleeve, piercing like a meteor to Hanoi, sending out an extremely loud scream, resounding across the river for more than ten miles.

"Buddhist fellow's meteor sword is getting stronger and stronger, Wu Xian nephew, your father's cultivation is not far from the middle stage of the soul condensing stage, right?" asked another young man named Wu, who was on the boat with a crane of hair and youth.

"Dafang Zhenren's eyes are like a torch. My father has indeed made great progress in his cultivation recently. He once said that he is confident that he can break through the middle stage of the soul condensing within three years." The young man surnamed Wu said proudly, and then cast his eyes on the girl surnamed Li.