The Dream Master

Time passed bit by bit, and in a blink of an eye, the moonlight was dim and the night was dark.

After experiencing seven failures repeatedly, Shen Luo's controlled evil spirit finally reached the last pass, rushing to Sanyinjiao.

He closed his eyes tightly, pinched the magic tricks in his hands, and kept the rune patterns on his legs running with all his strength, urging the ant patterns and mana there to entangle and clash with each other.

At this moment, Shen Luo's eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at the ghost general on the opposite side.

I saw that his eyes had lost his brilliance, the light on his body became extremely dim, his figure was a little vain, and the black mist from his opened mouth was gradually fading, which was obviously consumed by the power of evil spirits. appearance.

Shen Luo's heart tightened, knowing that the evil spirit contained in this ghost will be limited after all, and it is far less pure than the purity hidden in Liuchen whip. It is almost exhausted now. If you don't cut it off, I'm afraid this ghost Not only will the Taoism be severely damaged, its ghost body will most likely be unsustainable.

"Fine, let's take another shot at the end..." Shen Luo's eyes condensed, and Jieyin's finger suddenly pointed downward, cutting off the last yin and evil air, condensing in the line, and hitting Sanyinjiao abruptly.

A soft sound of "chi" came.

At this final juncture, Sanyinjiao was finally opened.

On the other side, the ghost general was almost about to faint, and his vain figure was retracted into the Qiankun bag precariously.

At the same time, the blood light of the runes on Shen Luo's legs suddenly lit up, shrunk back to cover the entire side meridian, and then white and black lights lit up, covering each other and intersecting, and began to merge.

After a while, all the rays of light disappeared, and the runes on the sinking legs also faded. A strange force merged into the side meridians, and a brand-new law channel was finally opened!

"It's done, haha..." Shen Luo's eyes suddenly opened, feeling that the mana in his body was merging into that side branch of the vein, his face was overwhelmed with joy, and he couldn't help but touch his palm.

Although this dharma channel is not one of the twelve serious meridians, it has strengthened Shen Luo's confidence in opening the channel. The previous efforts in the dream state were not in vain, even in reality, he can do it.

As long as he opens up more veins, even if he has only half of his dreams, his aptitude will be greatly improved. By then, his cultivation speed will surely increase several times, supplemented by pill and spiritual materials. Getting rid of the predicament of insufficient longevity will not be as difficult as it is now.

He put away the bottle of Healing Milk Pill that had no chance to work, stood up, holding the Universe Bag in his hand, intending to release the ghost general to see its condition.

But before he could do anything, he suddenly heard a messy noise outside.

Shen Luo Shen Sense suddenly let go and explored the surroundings, and soon his brows wrinkled. A messy but not pure evil spirit came from everywhere.

"How is this going?"

Shen Luo was uncertain in his heart, got up and pushed open the door, leaped in shape, and came to the roof.

Standing on the raised statue of the Vermillion Bird on the ridge of the roof, he looked up and saw fires shining everywhere in the square, and thick smoke rising into the air even further away.

"Help...Help..."

At this moment, a panic cry for help came from not far away.

Chen Luo immediately looked over there and saw the vendor who had previously sold his lamb in the water basin crawling hard on the slate floor of the adjacent street, dragging a long blood trail under him.

Not far behind him, a cloud of black mist fell not far away, and a grimace with a pale color and a slightly rotten face could be vaguely seen inside.

"Goblin?"

Shen Luo frowned, his toes a little bit on the roof, his figure suddenly floated down, and he landed there.

The ghost ran after the hawker for a while, and seemed to feel boring. His two hands suddenly stretched out, and the two ghost claws stretched out quickly, and rushed toward the hawker.

Seeing that the tip of his claw was about to reach the back of the hawker, a thunder light suddenly exploded.

A small thunder talisman burst open, turning into a white electric light, and hitting the ghost's eyebrows straight.

With a soft "chi", the ghost's cheeks were suddenly torn apart, and there was no time to let out a miserable howl, and even the evil spirits of the whole body were overflowing.

Upon seeing this, Shen Luo quickly patted the Qiankun bag on his waist, and a black whirlwind whirled out from it, directly swept the stray evil spirit away, and flew back into the bag instantly.

There was a bulge in the Qiankun bag, and it quickly slumped down, and the evil spirits had been eaten up by the ghost.

After a few steps, he caught up with the hawker who was still crawling in panic, and patted him on the shoulder.

The hawker was terribly frightened, his body shook suddenly, and he squatted on the ground, kowtowing like garlic, and kept shouting: "Grandpa Ghost, forgive me, Grandpa Ghost..."

"I am not a ghost, please look up." Shen Luo soothed.

However, the hawker's liver and gallbladder were split and he could not hear any words. He just kept begging for mercy, and a strange smell came out from under him.

Shen Luo frowned, palms on his shoulders, and a gentle Yang Gang power penetrated into his body.

The hawker felt warm all over, and finally recovered, stopped begging for mercy, and looked up at Shen Shen with horror.

"Guest, guest officer, why are you?" the vendor asked tremblingly.

"What happened?" Shen Luo asked without answering.

"Ghosts, there are ghosts, there are ghosts..." After Shen Luo asked, the hawker immediately remembered his previous horrible experience and couldn't help crying loudly.

"The ghost is gone, tell me what happened?" Shen Luo asked.

The hawker stepped over the sinking and looked towards the streets behind him, and saw that there was nothing but there was nothing there. He breathed a sigh of relief and said intermittently:

"Today, today, for some reason, there were a lot more guests than usual, and the prepared water ran out. So, I just wanted to go to the old locust tree here and get some water from the well under the tree to use it. Who As soon as Cheng Xiang put down the bucket and went in, a demon with a pale face... So, he climbed up the rope. I lost the bucket and ran. I accidentally fell over and I didn’t know if I broke my leg or broke my leg. What's the matter, life and death, I can't get up, so I have to crawl on the ground, I..."

Shen Luo heard the ins and outs clearly, and checked the hawker's injuries, and found that the skin was only torn and the bones were not broken. It was because of excessive fright that his legs became weak and he could not get up.

"Your leg didn't break, but when you crawled and ran, it was sharply worn." Shen Luo said as he helped him up.

"Thank you, thank you very much." The hawker found that it was exactly what he said, and quickly bent over and bowed, thanking him again and again.

Shen Luo looked around for a while, feeling that the evil spirits scattered all around him, and said to the vendor:

"There are a lot of ghosts in the street. Don't rush home. Look for someone on the side of the road with a peach charm on the door, go in and hide, and wait until dawn before you go back."

When the hawker heard the words, his face turned pale again, and he cried: "No, my wife and children are still at home, I have to go home immediately..."

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