I have a long pupil

Chapter 160 The Weird Dream Realm

When I walked to the island, I realized that the altar was weird.

The whole body is made of bronze, about one foot high, and square in shape. I don't know how many years it has gone through, and it is already green and green.

The altar was originally a whole piece, the exquisite workmanship is astonishing, but it has completely cracked.

Looking at the traces, it seems that something exploded from it.

The lines around the altar are also very strange. There are big and small bronze faces, some with closed eyes and frowning, and some with wide eyes, as if they are looking at all directions.

This thing is really scary, Zhang Biao didn't rush to investigate, but looked at the surrounding bones.

Different from the two disciples of Xuanyang and Fangxiang seen above, these bones are obviously still very new, with obvious traces of poisonous corrosion, and they are pitch black.

Zhang Biao soon discovered something strange.

These skeletons were either lying on their backs or lying down, but their heads were all facing the altar, and some were even kneeling, as if they were worshiping.

The eyes of spiritual vision were working, and the information immediately flooded in:
Wang Silang (Fan)
1. A disciple of the Fengmen of Tiandimen, who robbed tombs for a living, fled to Huaizhou, was deceived by many-eyed centipedes, and was poisoned so far.

2. The soul is infected, scattered in the dream world and swallowed by the black dream snake, and the body is eaten by multi-eyed centipede larvae.

3. Father, I will pick you up after I settle down...

really!

Zhang Biao was silent for a while, and looked around.

These are all Tiandimen disciples from the previous accident, no wonder no corpses were seen along the way, they were all confused to this point.

That black dream snake should be eating people's souls in a dream.

But what is this altar?

Zhang Biao felt it for a while, and found that there was no sinister aura in the altar, so he used the eyes of spiritual vision to investigate.

Tongyou Temple (everywhere)

1. Forged by ancient ancestors, blood sacrifices were used to communicate with unknown gods, to serve as vulgar gods, and to protect the tribe.

2. It can communicate with other worlds through dreams. It has been destroyed and become a mortal thing. It is old, damaged and decayed.

3. Due to the influence of unknown forces, such altars of ancestors are scattered all over the depths of Huaizhou...

4. Don't step into unknown territory easily...

It was forged by ancient ancestors!
Zhang Biao was shocked. This was a history he didn't understand at all. It had long been drowned in historical dust, and it was probably far earlier than the era when monks were rampant.

According to Hu Yunhai, the elder of the Five Immortals Sect, those pioneers on the road of practice will travel through all walks of life, harvesting fruits and spreading inheritance at the same time.

But these ancient ancestors took the initiative to communicate with unknown gods. Are they ignorant and fearless, or do they have other purposes?

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao jumped onto the broken altar again.

In the intact area above, stood a copper cauldron, which was closely connected to the altar. The inside was white, full of sticky chalk, and a few broken skulls.

According to the overall layout, it should be enshrined in five-color soil.

Compared with other areas, although the broken part of the altar is still covered with copper green, it is relatively new.

This should be done by the disciples of Xuanyang Fangxiang's second sect.

Why do they want to go deep into this place?
Zhang Biao frowned, thinking of a possibility.

Since this Tongyou Temple was forged by the ancestors, the secrets of Huaizhou may have been known earlier by those sects who practiced.

Hu Yunhai said that the powerful sect general altar in the outside world can communicate through dreams, so that they can pass on their inheritance for thousands of years.

Could it be that the disciples of Xuanyang and Fangxiang want to activate this altar and communicate with the outside world through dreams?
In this way, Nuo Mian Birch becomes reasonable here.

After all, the Birch line knew dreams best.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao turned on the Nuo face again, and his soul entered the spirit world to investigate.

Call ~
As soon as he entered, he was surrounded by blue flames.

This ghost spark has no consciousness, and it doesn't matter whether you know the ghost fire technique or not, it immediately ignites Zhang Biao's whole body.

Severe pain came, Zhang Biao let out a roar, and the phoenix fire roared up from his body, expelling all the underworld fire, and sprinkled a handful of mica powder to clear a space around him.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked around.

It's not that he was careless, but this place is really special.

The place where the altar is located is not a hard ground, but an extremely steep pit, with a dark blue fire burning inside, like a huge fire hole, and it doesn't know where it leads.

Looking at the raging flames below, Zhang Biao was shocked.

The underworld sparks here are extremely prosperous, and in the sea of ​​fire, one can vaguely see extraordinarily large petals.

Each piece has the size of a room.

How could there be such a big spark?
Nuo Mian Jiang Liang, never mentioned.

Zhang Biao couldn't help running his eyes of spiritual vision.

Underworld Fire Mandala Flower (Yellow Grade [-])
1. The dark fire is thin and the sky is thin, and all thoughts are scattered.Flowers born in the spirit world have mysterious origins, are controlled by the will of the spirit world, and are manifested by the curse of the spirit world.

2. This flower has a wide range of uses and is used as a magic material.

3. Be careful, don't be burned into an idiot by it...

The spark of the third rank?

Zhang Biao was shocked and obviously noticed something abnormal.

The introduction of Yipin's Minghuohua is to burn obsessions, just like cleaners clearing away those dead souls and ghosts hiding in the spirit world.

And these third-grade underworld sparks are the manifestation of the curse of the spirit world.

He had seen the curse of the spirit world before, and the demon cultivator Gu Yuan at the golden core stage completely dissipated before he could even utter a word.

And here, the curse can actually manifest!
Could it be something from the outside world?

If it is true, then the curse of the spirit world has not dissipated for so many years, and the other party must still exist.

Zhang Biao's scalp felt a little numb.

This is beyond his comprehension.

Thinking of this, he hastily withdrew from the spirit world.

Back in the present world, the cold and gloomy feeling struck again. Zhang Biao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sat on the ground.

He had a hunch that he might have discovered something extraordinary, but it was far from what he could touch.

Also, Nuomian can interact with each other, why come here, Nuomian has no movement...

At this moment, a strong sense of sleepiness hit.

again!

Zhang Biao was prepared this time, so he quickly put on the Nuo mask, sat cross-legged, circulated the Three Yang Meridians, and ignited the Phoenix Fire to protect his body.

There are two ways to step into the dreamland.

One is to take the initiative, like spirit witches taking some hallucinogenic herbs, or using special instruments.

The second is passive, as he is now, being attacked by the black dream snake, invading the soul.

If you want to fight, you can only let yourself be in a half-dream and half-awake state, the so-called lucid dream in the previous life, but now, you can enter it with the help of samadhi.

Gradually, Zhang Biao closed his eyes, his breathing became even and slow, and his eyelids trembled violently.

At the same time, the Nuo face also began to buzz and tremble...

…………

Zhang Biao opened his eyes again, and the surroundings became a little weird.

It is still a cave altar, but the vision is blurred, as if looking at things through frosted glass.

The ground and the lake water are constantly distorting...

clap la la...

The lake swayed, and a bunch of monsters crawled out of it, like multi-eyed centipedes, but composed of human torsos, each with large and small human eyes, full of resentment and hatred.

"Zhang Biao, dog thief!"

"It was you who killed me!"

"Give me back my life..."

All kinds of noisy voices loomed.

Zhang Biao's scalp exploded, he flipped his left hand quickly, the invisible hook and lock roared out, and at the same time ignited the phoenix fire.

Call ~
The strange thing is that the weird centipede dissipated in an instant, and came out from the water on the other side. Its body was covered with large and small dark sparks, wrapped in blue flames, magnificent and weird...

wrong!

Zhang Biao calmed down.

In the dream world, there is absolutely no spark of darkness.

He remembered Fang Xiangzong's brief introduction on dreams, which mentioned that the evil spirits in the dream world can be divided into real and fake.

The true evil is an existence that lives in the dream world.

And fake evil spirits are all created by one's own consciousness, which is composed of those scattered memories in the soul.

If you can't distinguish the real from the fake, you will keep fighting with these fake evil spirits until you fall into madness and die from exhaustion of the power of your soul.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao suppressed his fear.

"Hehehehe..."

Behind him, there was a weird laugh.

Zhang Biao turned his head and saw that on the shattered bronze altar, the faces of people, large and small, distorted and changed into Xiao San, Zhou Ke, Cui Laodao... all of them were people he knew or killed, and there were crazy murmurs in their mouths. Stop swearing.

At the same time, the surrounding cave walls also began to change.

Huge dragon blood ginseng, Sanming ground fire mushroom, and even many precious medicines whose names have only been heard began to grow wildly, spreading all over the cave like weeds, and then began to twist, as if a giant snake rolled under the cave wall...

Damn, it's going to be crazy if it goes on like this!

Zhang Biao cursed and forced himself to calm down.

Suddenly, a memory came to his mind, and his mind flickered, and he began to chant continuously: "People can always be quiet, and the world will return. People's hearts are so quiet, and I want to hold them..."

He has already memorized this scripture fluently, it is the Meditation Sutra when the Three Yang Meridian did not show its true face.

It's nothing special, it's just teaching people to restrain their killing intent. His father in this life often asked him to recite it.

Every time he felt irritable during the exercise, every time he saw something unacceptable in the yamen and felt bored, he would read a few sentences to himself.

Although it is not a practice of scriptures, it can meditate.

Gradually, the surrounding quiet down.

The weird centipede in the lake, the human face on the altar, the spiritual grass on the cave wall...all disappeared.

Buzz!
At the same time, the Nuo face kept trembling.

Sure enough, here!
Zhang Biao regained his composure and looked towards the lake.

He moved forward cautiously, the surface of the water seemed to have turned into a hard ground, with only faint ripples, but no one would fall into the water.

Zhang Biao was not surprised at this time.

The so-called dream world itself is mixed with his power.

This should be the first floor, and it is still affected by his memory, like a glass bubble.

Only by leaving can we enter the real dream.

Sure enough, within a short distance, the surrounding scene changed, like a semicircular dome, with black mist filling the sky, and a huge snake shadow constantly twisting and colliding.

This is how the evil spirits invade in the dream.

To put it simply, everyone's dream is a small floating bubble, which is affected by one's own emotional memory and constantly changes, forming a sweet dream, nightmare or erotic dream.

But if external evil invades, it can disturb the soul through dreams.

His mind was steady, and the evil spirits were naturally kept out.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao immediately activated the eyes of spiritual vision.

Black Dream Snake (Yellow Grade [-])

1. The evil spirits born in the dream world, through infecting the dream world, absorb the souls of living beings.

2. Invisible evil spirits, hard to hurt by swords and guns, can use witchcraft: dreaming, phantom, avatar, evil curse of seven emotions, weak point is incense magic and flame.

3. The shadow lurking in the dream, the source of the nightmare...

It turned out to be a fourth-grade evil thing!
Also, dare to covet the Jindan cultivator's spirit in Yuan Tianxiong's soul, even if it has turned into a dream fetus, how can it be done by ordinary evil things.

But it's good to have weaknesses!

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao took out a few golden stone balls from his bosom, which were the fragments of Fushou Gong's mud tire.

Although he was not born in the Incense and Fire God Sect, the power of the magic spell that he followed was not weaker than any magic spell.

Whoosh!
Three Imamaru whizzed out, making huge holes in the sky, and then the clouds turned into gold.

Zhang Biao is not surprised either. In the dream, everything is exaggerated, and it is the manifestation of ideas.

Especially in one's own dreams, it has the advantage of occupying the home field.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao put all his strength into his legs and jumped up, his whole body flew up, and huge boulders appeared under his feet, like stone ladders reaching to the sky.

Roar--!
A boundless roar sounded, and the huge snake figure was writhing in pain in the golden cloud of the magic spell.

At the same time, Zhang Biao also set foot on the sky.

puff!
It seems to pass through a layer of water curtain and change instantly.

Like a distorted sea of ​​clouds, it is difficult to distinguish up and down, left and right, and large and small water bubbles can be seen in the distance, which is the dream of other living beings.

And not far in front of him, a snake-like cloud of black smoke was twisting crazily. It was the Black Dream Snake, made up of black smoke all over its body, except for a blood-colored eyeball on its head trembling crazily.

After Zhang Biao saw it, his mind was a little confused, and at the same time, an inexplicable anger, killing intent, and sadness welled up in his heart.

The dream bubble behind him also began to distort.

Black Dream Snake Black Art: Entering the dream, the curse of the seven emotions.

"court death!"

Zhang Biao shouted angrily, and the bloody phoenix fire wrapped his whole body to protect the soul. At the same time, Mo Wendao flew out.

Bang!
Half of the Black Dream Snake's body turned into smoke and dissipated.

"twitter!"

Before Zhang Biao had time to move, there was a crisp bird song, and in the black mist, a Nuo mask fell down, buzzing and trembling, like a whale swallowing water, swallowing all the dissipated smoke of the Black Dream Snake.

pat!

A red snake eye fell and floated up and down in the clouds and mists of the dream world...

(End of this chapter)