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Chapter 1167 Talking About Dreams (Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass) (4000)

Jiang Zhou shook his head lightly with some difficulty.

Indicates that he is fine.

As soon as the thunder calamity dissipated, his mind and thoughts returned, and he immediately felt boundless pain.

With a thought, the Nine Heavens Yuanyang Ruler hangs above the head.

The purple air hangs down, topping the cash flower.

Under the golden flower of purple qi, the energy of the law is circulated, resisting torture, and regulating the body and soul.

"clank……"

Not surprisingly, there were bursts of faint music sounding in my ears.

The sound of the music is sonorous, implying the meaning of gold and iron.

It is as beautiful as the sound of heaven.

Such a wonderful joy should make people feel happy and smooth, and their spirits will be peaceful and smooth.

But the fact is just the opposite.

Every note and node of this musical sound seems to fall on the key point of Jiang Zhou's movement method Qi, and every time it reaches a certain point, there will be notes penetrating the heart.

It disturbed him and made him breathless.

But this music sound is like a maggot attached to the bone, lingering.

Although Jiutian Yuanyang Ruler has the magic of purifying the heart and eliminating evil, it is difficult for him to resist it. The music is very "pure", without any evil intentions.

Yuanyang Ruler could barely protect him from breaking his mind.

"Humph!"

But in a short while, Jiang Zhou couldn't bear it, not only failed to recover at all, but hurt his soul and body.

"mean!"

The third lady on the side has already cursed:
"The majestic king of heaven, actually used such means to harm the juniors of the lower world!"

"Aren't you afraid of ridicule from the Three Realms!"

A strange rosiness flashed across Jiang Zhou's face. He opened his eyes and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his eyes and glanced coldly at the statue of King Jiguo in the tower.

This statue was originally a thing in the pagoda to subdue demons and suppress evil.

But now it has become his life-threatening talisman.

Since he was imprisoned in the Bodhi Pagoda for more than a year, this statue has changed.

As San Niangzi said, it should be that the real Heavenly King Jiguo sent an idea to attach to it.

Although this Bodhi Pagoda belongs to him, it has been refined by himself.

This pagoda is not a mortal thing in its original body, the Subduing Demon Pagoda, so it would not have been so easily involved by others.

Even the Barefoot Immortal was only forcing him into this tower.

It is not impossible to control this tower.

It is only necessary to forcibly disconnect his thoughts and mind from the tower, or even kill him, of course.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to tamper with the mysteries of this tower so quietly.

It's just that the heavenly king Chiguo not only surpassed him too much in the realm of Taoism.

The gap is simply unreasonable.

Secondly, there is a statue of King Chiguo in this pagoda.

This heavenly king statue is not an ordinary god statue, it has a spirit.

The deity of the Heavenly King Chiguo took advantage of this spiritual response to come up with a thought, which was quite logical and easy.

Quite like the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

Jiang Zhou didn't know what the Heavenly King Chiguo had against him, but he didn't hesitate to do this and make things difficult for him.

It was out of kindness that the Barefoot Immortal imprisoned him in this tower.

He should have seen the mystery of the Hutian world in this tower at a glance.

One day outside, one year in the tower.

He was punished by one thunder calamity a day, but if he was in this pagoda, he would only be punished once a year.

Every time he suffers a calamity, he still has one year to cultivate.

This distance is his lifeline.

It's just that since the Heavenly King Chiguo sent down his thoughts and was influenced by the statue of the Heavenly King, let alone he wanted to take the opportunity to recover, even if he wanted to have a moment of peace, it was difficult.

The third lady scolded him every day, but she never got any response.

He didn't understand it before, but now that he heard the "story" told by Gou Chen, he figured it out.

This is probably the cause and effect of the previous catastrophe.

This heavenly king holding the country, or, those four heavenly kings are all related to the two in the west.

Jiang Zhou didn't think that with those two levels, he would personally use such low-level methods to deal with him.

Even if it is the Heavenly King of Jiguo, his status and status will not be able to do this.

There must be something involved that he doesn't know about.

In any case, this beam is over.

As long as he doesn't die, this revenge must be avenged.

Jiang Zhou glanced coldly at the statue of King Chiguo, and didn't get angry needlessly.

Incompetent rage is pointless.

His most urgent task at the moment is to find a way to escape the "surveillance" of the Heavenly King Jiguo, so that he can enter the Netherworld according to what Gou Chen said.

There, is where his vitality lies.

Now he has exhausted the 72 supernatural powers of the earth's evil spirits, among which is the art of opening up to the secluded.

It is not difficult to get in and out of the netherworld.

The difficulty is how to do it silently and without trace.

Jiang Zhou's thoughts turned.

Among the supernatural powers of heaven and earth that he knows now, there is a method that can make him escape the golden cicada's shell.

It's just that it's not easy to hide the thoughts of the god of Leibu who executes daily and the king of Jiguo in front of him.

Once discovered, the consequences are unpredictable.

Although he has some meaning that "this is not what it used to be", behind him there may be a bunch of backgrounds with terrifying backgrounds.

But Jiang Zhou didn't pin all his hopes on it.

The higher they stand, the more constraints they may suffer.

Otherwise, with the status and status of their existence and the realm of Taoism, why do they need to spend so much effort to calculate and plan?

Gou Chen's words before leaving made him feel a little ominous.

Nothing will happen to him, right?
"call……"

Jiang Zhou let out a long breath.

It seemed that he wanted to spit out all kinds of worries and distractions from this breath.

He can't protect himself now, and it's pointless to think too much.

There is really no point in worrying about those beings above the Nine Heavens.

That's it.

Jiang Zhou thought about it, it seemed that all he could do now was wait.

Waiting for an opportunity that I don't know when it will come.

He didn't know when this opportunity came and where it came from.

But that time will surely come.

This confidence is not without reason.

He believed in those people.

Resisting the harassment of the music, Jiang Zhou closed his eyes under the protection of Jiutian Yuanyang Ruler.

……

But outside the tower, the view is in the square inch.

In a quiet room, a young Xiaodao, who is not yet twenty years old, sits quietly on the couch.

His eyes were closed tightly, and he seemed to be sleepless.

This path is exactly Luo Siyuan who is currently in charge of the matter under observation.

"what!"

Luo Siyuan, who was originally breathing evenly and had a calm expression, suddenly screamed and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Senior Brother Luo!"

Someone outside the door heard the movement and hurriedly opened the door and entered.

But it was the little boy in the red leaf.

After all, he was young. After Jiang Zhou entered the Bodhi Pagoda, Hong Ye was depressed every day, so Luo Siyuan took him by his side to take care of him.

"Brother Luo, are you alright?"

Luo Siyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, shook his head: "I'm fine."

"Senior brother has nightmares again?"

Hongye blinked her eyes wide and said.

Judging from what he said, it wasn't the first time that Luo Siyuan had been like this.

Hongye hesitated for a moment and said: "Senior brother, otherwise, you should go and ask that pig for advice."

Nowadays, in Fangcunguan, those who are retreating are retreating, and those who leave are leaving.

It is not easy for Fangcun disciples to find someone who can make decisions.

On the contrary, before the Fairy Taizhen left, she had told them that they had unresolved matters and they could go find the pig in the abbot's quiet room.

The reason why he hesitated was because in the eyes of Fang Cun's disciples, that pig was too unreliable.

Luo Siyuan also hesitated for a moment, but in the end he was a little worried about his recent affairs, so he nodded.

After a while, the two came to the quiet room that Jiang Zhou had been using after watching.

It turned out that this quiet room was full of fiery red trees.

There are trees everywhere in the valley, and they are called Huolingfeng by the disciples in the valley.

At this time, the surrounding Huo Lingfeng were all pulled out, and a piece of jasper-like bamboo grew.

A plump figure was lying on his back in the bamboo grove, snoring like thunder, and bamboo dregs scattered all over the ground.

The two are not surprised.

Luo Siyuan knocked on the door: "Mr. Pig."

He called several times, but there was no response.

"Hmph, hum..."

A few hums and chirps came from the bamboo forest.

Koma Koma turned over and said with a snort, "Stop barking, that dead pig has gone to another pigpen."

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed.

"Ow!"

Koma Koma let out a miserable howl, and a pig's hoof print appeared on his fat face.

A white and tender suckling pig landed on its belly.

"I see that your skin is itchy again."

Although Koma Koma looks stupid and cute, it is actually very sinister, can it bear this anger?
As soon as the belly was retracted, the suckling pig was sunk in, and the two paws were tightly pressed and ravaged.

"Did my lord say it wrong! Who is going to trouble the little sow twice in three days? Don't think that my lord doesn't know that the recent pig haunting in Houqiu village is caused by this dead pig!"

"The pigsty there is all over there!"

"You dead pig! Perverted pig!"

The suckling pig was exposed, and was angry: "You have no guts, you bastard, this star pig will never end with you!"

"My lord is afraid that you will fail! You have no way to think about it!"

One big and one small, the two equally chubby creatures immediately rolled into a ball.

Tear and bite.

"..."

Luo Siyuan and Hongye stood in the distance, watching quietly.

That's why Yanaka's disciples knew that neither pig nor koma was a simple character, but they still couldn't trust these two things.

"Senior Brother Luo, I heard from my father that the sows in the village often scream at night, so this pig, Mr. Pig did it?"

Hongye scratched her head, and suddenly asked in confusion: "What did Mr. Pig do to those sows?"

Luo Siyuan: "..."

His face froze slightly: "Children, don't ask so many questions."

Hongye refused to accept: "Senior brother Luo, you are not a few years older than me."

Luo Siyuan was a little ashamed and angry: "Anyway, if you shouldn't ask, then don't ask!"

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed, and the suckling pig appeared in front of him.

In the bamboo forest, a fat, fluffy buttocks was lying on the ground, humming like a gossamer.

The two are not surprised.

These two fight almost every day, but Komako loses every time.

"Boy, are you looking for this star pig?"

Luo Siyuan quickly said, "Yes, Mr. Pig."

"come in."

The suckling pig swaggered open the door of the quiet room and walked in, acting like its master.

It went straight to the pigsty it had built at great cost, and lay down on its stomach.

Luo Siyuan said bluntly: "Mr. Zhu, Siyuan has something he doesn't understand, and he wants to ask for advice."

"Why? But there is something puzzling about cultivation?"

The suckling pig proudly said: "You little things, you finally know how powerful pigs are in this planet."

"Let's talk about it, the pig is in a good mood today, so I'll explain it to you."

"Is such that……"

Luo Siyuan hesitated for a while, but still told what he often dreamed these days.

"dream?"

"Won't you, kid, be like this pervert, having sex dreams every day?"

Koma Koma walked in like a lingering ghost, wearing a pig's hoof print all over his body.

"Such a dirty thing, you kid also have the nerve to bring it up?"

The suckling pig said disdainfully: "You are not convinced that you are a waste? You can't even recognize the dream signs, how dare you call yourself extraordinary?"

Don't even bother to talk about it.

He said to Luo Siyuan: "Boy, it's fortunate that you came to ask Ben Xingzhu."

Luo Siyuan said differently: "Mr. Pig, is there anything wrong with this dream?"

Komako said disdainfully: "When you dream, you dream. What else can you say? It's just that your little girl thinks too much, and you think about it even when you fall asleep. This is called thinking every day and dreaming at night."

"waste!"

The suckling pig scolded again, and said immediately: "Boy, the so-called news of the fullness and emptiness of one body is connected to the heaven and the earth, and corresponds to things."

"There is something special about dreaming."

It paused and said: "Boy, tell me carefully, how many times have you dreamed? And what kind of dream did you have?"

Luo Siyuan pondered and said: "It's not really a great dream."

"Since a few months ago, I have had dream thoughts from time to time."

"Every time when I was in stillness, my mind wandered, I saw a big tree, and a hole suddenly opened in the tree, and a boy in a green dress and a bun came out of the tree, and said to him: Master He Tu, and then disappeared, and I also woke up."

Komako said disdainfully: "What kind of dream is this? Is there something wrong with your brain? A little girl doesn't dream, but you dream of a little Daoist?"

"To shut up!"

The suckling pig cursed, but the indifferent expression on his face became serious.

He said to Luo Siyuan: "Boy, are you sure you remember correctly?"

"It can't be wrong."

Luo Siyuan shook his head: "When I woke up at the beginning, it was indeed a little blurry, but in the past few months, I have had this dream dozens of times, and it is not bad at all, and I will never forget it."

"Some time ago, I dreamed of that little boy who would only call him 'Master He Tu' every time, and I woke up from the dream."

"After we arrived, the little boy often told me some things, but I can't remember what the little boy said."

"I only vaguely remember that there are good and bad things in these things, it seems...it seems..."

Luo Siyuan frowned, but the suckling pig had already said: "The boy is telling you about good and bad luck."

Luo Siyuan's eyes lit up: "It should be so."

Hongye on the side immediately said nervously: "Mr. Pig, is Senior Brother Luo caught up in some kind of evil? Could there be a monster at work?"

Koma Koma couldn't help showing his presence again: "Tch, with my demon ancestor, my great king, who dares to come here to make trouble?"

At this time, the suckling pig stared at Luo Siyuan with a strange look: "You boy..."

"Ben Xingzhu understands a little now, why does Kid Jiang treat you so differently?"

Luo Siyuan was puzzled and said, "Mr. Pig, what do you mean by that?"

"Hey, your dream is not a bad thing, but a good thing."

The suckling pig said: "This is a sign that you have achieved results in your practice."

Komako sneered again: "What nonsense are you talking about, you dead pig?"

The suckling pig didn't bother to care about it, and said: "Both Taoism and Buddhism have the method of explaining dreams. I know one is "Dongzhen Interpretation of Dreams" and the other is "Dazang Four Dream Sutras."

"Leaving aside the Dharma sect, just think about it, what do you mean by the four characters 'Hetu Venerable Master' you heard that boy call?"

　Two chapters together.Let me explain first, this is not a branch line, but an introduction for Jiang Zhou to enter the Nether...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)