The Dream Master

He opened the door to the room and nodded at the sight of Granny Ma standing in the courtyard.

"Friend Shen Dao, today you not only saved the village, but also rescued Yingluo. Thinking back to the old man's attitude towards you, I am ashamed!" Ma Granny breathed a sigh of relief, and then the mixed colors of gratitude, guilt and guilt flashed in her eyes, and she said to her .

"There is no need to mention the things in the past. I am still a member of the village now, and I have done everything without shame." Shen Luo waved his hand and said calmly.

"When those monsters surrounded the village before, they said that you had visited a place called Xieyue Sanxingdong this time. I don't know if this is the case?" Ma Granny said with hesitation on her face, and finally she said.

"Not bad." Shen Luo said, looking at Granny Ma.

"According to the predecessors in the village, the Xieyue Sanxingdong Cave was a retreat for the apprentices of Master Fangcunshan. I don't know what's the situation inside now?" A trace of excitement passed across Ma Popo's face, and she asked eagerly.

"Grandma Ma, I know what you want to ask, but knowing too much may not be a good thing. Of course, if you really want to know, I won't hide it." Shen Luo said slowly.

Ma's body trembled when she heard the words, the excitement on her face slowly disappeared, she seemed to have guessed something, her face showed a pale color, and she became silent.

Shen Luo just shut the door silently, walked slowly to the center of the yard, looked up at the sky full of stars, thoughtfully.

"Father Shen, at my age, apart from keeping the village, my only obsession is to know the situation on the mountain. Please... also ask fellow Daoists to help me solve my confusion." After being silent, Granny Ma sighed and spoke again. .

Shen Luo nodded, and when he was about to see everything in the Xieyue Sanxingdong Cave, he told Ma Granny, only things related to Huang Tingjing were hidden.

As Granny Ma listened to the grim narrative, the glimmer of expectation in her cloudy eyes finally faded with the blood on her face, and her whole person looked a lot older.

"Our longevity village ancestors have waited for hundreds of years, ha ha, after all, it is still an empty dream, good luck and good luck!" She laughed sadly and murmured, two lines of turbid tears streaming down.

Shen Luo stood quietly, without speaking, a trace of melancholy also appeared in his heart.

Although Changshou Village is currently in a desolate situation, it can still survive to this day. The so-called nest is infinite, and under the destruction of the world, families on the four continents are destroyed, and the entire village is probably destroyed.

Granny Ma laughed at herself and said such a sentence, then bowed her head and stood silently, her lonely figure as if abandoned by the world.

But she didn't stand for long, and soon raised her head, her expression seemed to have returned to her former calm.

"Thank you Daoist Shen for telling the truth, but please don't tell other people about this matter, so as not to affect the villagers' will to survive." She said sternly.

Seeing that Granny Ma had adjusted her mentality so quickly, Shen Luo couldn't help secretly admiring her, and nodded in agreement.

"The kindness of fellow Taoists can't be repaid, please be worshipped by the old man!" Ma's grandmother bowed to Shen Luo.

"Mother-in-law doesn't need to be like this! By the way, although Yingluo has escaped from danger, she still hasn't awakened and needs someone to take care of him. Shen still has things to do and can't be distracted. You also ask Ma Ma to send someone to take care of her." Shen Luo busy sideways He avoided Ma's grandma's gift, and said with a turn.

"This is natural." Granny Ma nodded and responded.

Shen Luo nodded, turned and walked into another side room in the courtyard, and sat down cross-legged.

He had a battle with the Devouring Tiger today, and he had just taken action to rescue Yingluo, his body's mana almost bottomed out, and the silent movement of Huang Tingjing resumed.

After his mana was exhausted, he flipped his hand and took out the seven-star pen, his divine consciousness was submerged in it, and he continued to check the many gains on the mountain.

"Now it seems that only the mystery of this picture has not been penetrated." Not long after, his spiritual consciousness withdrew from the seven-star pen, raised his hand, and the white light flashed in his hand. There was an extra picture scroll. It was the sky bamboo. Mochizuki figure.

He unfolded the picture scroll and looked at it carefully.

On the scroll, the full moon and green bamboo stand diagonally, casting a shadowy shadow.

He glanced a few times, and he felt a flower in front of him. The round moon and green bamboo seemed to suddenly become real and reflected in front of him.

Under the moonlight, as if there was a breeze, the green bamboos swayed one by one, colliding with each other, making the sound of slaps, and the shadow cast on the ground and the moonlight intertwined, forming a piece of Mottled shadows of light and dark intersect, constantly changing.

Shen Luo ignored the surrounding moon and green bamboo, casting his gaze on the mottled moon shadow on the ground.

He had once understood this picture before, and the mystery of this picture is in the unpredictable shadow on the ground, as if an invisible person is practicing a set of fantasy footwork.

I discovered this before sinking, but he was a little uncertain that day, and now he has improved his cultivation base compared to the first time he watched the moon watching picture of Tianzhu, especially the power of the soul soared after entering the stage of leaving the body, and then come to understand this. In the picture, many things that were not clear before, now have a sense of sudden relief.

"This is indeed a set of footwork, many times better than the Bai family's chasing steps." Shen Luo's eyes chased after the changing moon shadows, revealing a light of excitement.

After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes, the surrounding illusion disappeared without a trace, and the changes in footwork in the picture scroll have been remembered by him.

After a while, he opened his eyes, stood up, collected the Tianzhu Mochizuki picture, and stepped out according to the footwork.

This set of footwork seems to be somewhat related to the "Book of Changes". The changing footwork coincides with the orientation of the sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes.

It’s just that this footwork change is quite special. Sometimes when he walks to the upper step, he can’t get the next position, he needs to jump forward and backward, and he walks very awkwardly, so that when he first tried, he walked. Very slow, and even looks a little funny.

Fortunately, after cultivating the Huang Ting Jing, his physical body was extremely flexible, and soon he began to get used to it, and his pace was getting faster and faster.

While running, Shen Luo quickly began to comprehend the mysteries contained in the footwork, and some weirdness in the original footwork gradually gained some understanding.

Where are the weird changes in those places, it is clearly the essence of footwork.

Moreover, when he stepped on this footwork, the mana in his body was mobilized, flowing slowly in the leg meridians, increasing the pace of the footwork.

Unknowingly, time passed by quickly, and the whole person was immersed in this set of magical footwork and entered the realm of selflessness.

In the room, the sinking figure flickered like a ghost, and the footwork changed intricately, and the speed became faster and faster. In the end, the whole person almost became a line, and trails of fuzzy afterimages were vaguely brought out behind him.

After a while, the swiftly running figure stood still, like an iron pile pierced to the ground, motionless, and a series of afterimages immediately returned to its place.

"Happy!" Shen Luo let out a cheerful shout.