The Dream Master

"I'm going to practice today. I wanted to use the evil spirits stored in the Qiankun bag, but looking at your current situation, I am afraid that there is not much evil spirits in the bag, right?" Shen Luo heard the words and said.

"Return to the master, the evil spirit of Yin has indeed been absorbed by the subordinates, but the evil spirit of evil that enters the subordinate's body is more refined and can be used by the master." The ghost general immediately clasped his fists and said.

"That's very good. There will be many missions to kill ghosts in the past few days, and you don't have to worry about having nowhere to find supplements." Shen Luo said.

"Yes..." The ghost said immediately and consciously sat cross-legged opposite Shenluo.

Shen Luo's eyes condensed slightly, fingers together, and began to portray on his arm, and in a short while, he drew a blood red rune array with dense patterns.

He pointed his two fingers at the ghost general to the void, and a wisp of pure evil spirit began to sweep towards the rune on his arm.

The light on the runes shined, and the intense pain felt by the ant-patterned silkworms struck again, and Shen Luo immediately converged his mind, and cautiously began to use the technique of Xuan Yin to open the veins.

The time flickered, and it was early morning three days later.

A depressed growl came from the small building, and the closed window on the second floor was slammed open.

Shen fell and stood by the window, his eyes were brilliant, the residual aura fluctuations on his body were still surging suddenly, and the blue light on the line of Yangming Large Intestine Meridian on his arm was faintly flashing, and it was clearly penetrated.

In order to open up this vein, Shen Luo took more pain than before, including the opening of the vein in the dream. During this period, his hand Yangming large intestine meridian broke three times, and Quchi and Hegu points burst once.

Three of the broken veins were okay, and they were all repaired by him with a large open stripping technique, but the explosion at the Quchi point almost destroyed half of his arm, and the chest, abdomen, and heart veins were severely injured. If you don't take the Ruling Pill in time, even if you are lucky enough to not die, the road of cultivation will probably come to an end in the future.

But no matter how much bitter you have eaten, the pulse of sinking is finally condensed.

He stood at the window for a while, looking at the beautiful scenery outside, his mood gradually calmed down, he sat back on the ground again, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and tried to practice the "Huang Ting Jing" exercises.

Just after trying, his eyes suddenly opened, his eyes full of incredible expression.

In the past, when practicing Huang Tingjing, the feeling of stumbling and stumbling was obviously weakened. The mana movement speed in his body was much faster than before, and the smoothness was greatly increased.

"Sure enough, the number of magic veins has an impact on the quality of the cultivation aptitude. If all the magic veins of the twelve serious meridians can be opened, the speed of cultivation will definitely change drastically, right?" Shen Luo secretly asked.

He was thinking like this. When he was planning to continue his cultivation, there was a flash of emerald green light around his waist. He hurriedly looked down and found that the dark green spar on the official waist badge was flashing.

His brows frowned slightly, and he could only temporarily stop his cultivation, got up and went to the Tibetan Army Hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, he found that there were a lot more people in the hall today compared to yesterday's deserted condition.

In addition to He Wenzheng and two other military documents, ten monks were standing.

These ten people can clearly see that they are divided into two teams, each headed by a burly man and a rickety old man.

Among them, the burly man was quite rugged, and the few people behind him were all sturdy people. The clothes they wore were uniform, all in cyan buns, and the chest was embroidered with "shanquan". Two words.

The rickety old man's eyes appeared cloudy, his skin was dry, and only one of his hands was surprisingly smooth and tender, looking like a teenager with a weak crown.

The four people who followed him were all young. They were only about 13 or 14 years old. They had bright eyes and were quite handsome. Although they had different clothes, they all wore a pair of purple snakes. Pattern gloves.

"Master Shen, you are here." Seeing this, He Wenzheng immediately got up and gave his hands.

When the others saw this, they all bowed their hands.

"Master He, fellow daoists." Shen Luo held a fist in return.

"Master Shen, these ten masters are all members of your team." He Wenzheng introduced.

"Senior Shen, Zhou Meng, the elder of the Xiashan Boxing Sect, these are all disciples under the sect. This time they apply together to contribute to Chang'an for the Sect." The burly man said with his fists first.

Shen Luo arched his hands in response.

"Senior Shen, Zhao Tingsheng, the disciple of Xiaku Rongzong, these are my senior brothers, and I ask seniors to take care of them." The rickety old man also clasped his fist.

Shen Luo was a little surprised when he heard the words. He stared at him for a moment, but for a moment he forgot to return the gift.

"Sorry, it was rude." After he reacted, he said hurriedly.

"It's okay, the younger generation looks like this, everyone will be surprised when they see it." Zhao Tingsheng, who looked like the old man, waved his hand.

At this time, Shen Luo recalled that before coming to Chang'an, Xie Yuxin had heard Xie Yuxin mentioned Ku Rongzong. If he meets the monks of this sect, it is best to stay away because they are good at using poison and can often kill people in silent places.

"Friend Daoist Zhao, could it be that you have practiced Guizong's secret technique withered bones?" Shen Luo asked curiously.

"Yes, it's in the dead wood period right now, which confuses the seniors." Zhao Tingsheng nodded and said with a smile.

When Shen Luo saw this, there was some doubt in his heart. How can Zhao Tingsheng's words and deeds not match the Gu Rongzong monk Xie Yuxin said?Most of the cultivators of the Ku Rongzong in her mouth have a weird temper.

"Under the sinking, Xiao Maoshan is a monk who is looking at the Spring and Autumn Period. After the task, I also ask you to help me." Shen Luo clasped his fists and looked at everyone.

When Zhou Meng heard the words, their expressions were different, and they all hugged his fists, quite perfunctory.

Shen Luo knew that most of the people had never heard of Chunqiu Guan, and didn't care much about it.

"Since you all know each other, let me talk about the task situation first." He Wenzheng said at this moment.

"Master He, please." Shen Luo said.

"This task is for you to go to Dunyifang, southwest of the city. There is the largest firework workshop in Chang'an City. There is a large amount of saltpeter gunpowder in it. If it is used by thief, it will cause huge losses. Hope you all Can sneak in there and destroy it." He Wenzheng said slowly.

Everyone was a little startled when they heard this. At the end of the day, two words came out from Zhou Meng's mouth:

"That's it?"

All of them are performing tasks for the first time. They thought it would be a gathering of forces to fight with ghosts. No one thought that the task would be this?

"It's just this destroying saltpeter gunpowder?" Shen Luo couldn't help asking.