I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 731 This is also a practice, a gift from the past

Wen Yan stopped and did not continue to descend to take back the false god or the identity of Dark xx.

Really, I can't get started.

If he takes action now, it would be equivalent to doing it himself and taking all the responsibility.

Of course, if it was just an ordinary dream, he wouldn’t care much and would just do it.

But now, hearing the rampant words of the combination of dark xx and false gods, spitting foul language to their faces.

In addition, he vaguely sensed that there was a familiar power from the old Taoist priest opposite him.

Isn't it the power from the Great Dream Snake Mother? It's just that the quality and quantity of that power are far inferior to his.

Wen Yan's expression became a little complicated.

He couldn't regard the old Taoist as a mere projection character in his dream.

Therefore, he just stayed put and did not come, and was definitely not going to take over the current mess personally.

He looked down at the guy who looked like a black shadow, strange, with many hands and feet, and was rampant and rampant. His heart began to beat uncertainly. Was this thing really a part of him?
Is he so disgusting?
He didn't believe that the scene before him was just a coincidence.

No matter how he looked at it, he saw that the black shadow didn't want to be controlled and didn't want to come back, but it couldn't refuse and couldn't run away to a place where he couldn't find it.

Then we created the current situation and forced him to give up the control.

Moreover, Wen Yan still felt that the black shadow did not do this in order not to come back.

But this guy Black Shadow just likes the current situation. He may not care whether he comes back or not. He just doesn't want to come back before he has had enough fun.

Wen Yan thought about it and decided to just hold her nose and endure it. She just watched as consciousness did not continue to descend.

The black shadow sensed that Wen Yan had no intention of coming, and suddenly became more rampant. Among the seven or eight arms of various lengths, three or four soft things that looked more like tentacles emerged.

The old Taoist on the opposite side suddenly changed his expression when he heard the black shadow's arrogant words.

The black shadow didn't mention any name, but the old Taoist knew who the black shadow was talking about in an instant.

"Who are you? You can't be a disciple of Mount Fuyu. I have never heard of you. You are an evil heretic. How dare you disturb people's minds and steal their hearts!"

As the old Taoist was speaking, he moved his fingers. In an instant, raging flames appeared on several burning stone pillars around the square. The curling green smoke turned into almost straight columns of smoke, rising straight into the sky.

The old Taoist was wearing a Taoist robe that rustled in the wind. A strong wind suddenly blew up around him, sweeping away all the other disciples in an instant.

The buzzing magic sword on the old Taoist's body let out a sharp scream. In an instant, the magic swords in the hands of all the disciples around him, as well as the long swords scattered around the edge of the square like decorations, seemed to be blown by the strong wind.

The sound of metal clashing was heard, and in an instant a melody was played, with flashes of cold light.

Cold lights flashed, and the black shadow's seven or eight arms were nailed to the ground.

On the edge of the square, on some huge rocks, only the hilts of swords could be seen stuck in them. Some rotten swords were tempered in the flames, bursting with cold light, densely packed, as if falling like rain.

The black shadow's dozen arms, four legs, and torso were densely pierced with twenty or thirty magic swords.

Wen Yan, who was floating in the air and looking down, had his eyelids twitching wildly.

Only at this moment did he realize that the large and empty square of the Tianshi Mansion was actually a huge altar.

Those stone pillars that looked like decorations and he had never paid much attention to were actually incense sticks.

When the big boss of Tianshi Mansion encounters a powerful enemy, there is no need to hold a ceremony.

Because this place is used to teach disciples, it only needs to do morning lessons as usual every day, and the disciples are left to maintain the open or semi-open state.

He didn't notice these things the last time he went to the Tianshi Mansion.

Of course, it may also be because the progress of the revival of spiritual energy in the world has not yet reached that level. Taoist priests other than the old Taoist priest cannot do it so easily and start immediately.

It is also possible that the Taoist priest in front of him is very strong.

The old Taoist priest didn't dare to explain it too clearly. After all, as a junior, it was a little inappropriate to call him a senior of the Cricket Taoist Temple.

But Wen Yan can check it himself, and the information of this old senior in front of him is quite easy to find.

The key point is that this old senior was not the contemporary Heavenly Master of that era, but he still ascended to heaven.

You know, even the Heavenly Masters of the Heavenly Masters Mansion have not been able to achieve the ability to ascend.

Wen Yan looked at the black shadow nailed to the ground, wondering whether to take over. This old senior, even if he was just a projection, still had some of the power of the Great Dream Snake Mother.

In addition, this old senior started at zero frame and opened the altar and enlarged it right from the start. He might really be able to beat the shadow to death here.

Just as Wen Yan had this thought, he saw the black shadow who was nailed to the ground, struggling and howling in pain. He slowly straightened his waist, and those magic swords passed through his body as if they did not exist.

"Isn't it surprising? It's a pity that you want to control me too much. If you use your magic sword to pierce my forehead, I might really die."

The black shadow raised his hand, and the black shadow-like arms broke free one after another.

The next moment, a flash of lightning appeared.

The black shadow's waist seemed to be broken, and a wooden sword flashing with electric light was stuck between his eyebrows. The wooden sword pierced through his head and stuck in the ground.

The stone slabs on the ground were shattered into several pieces by the huge impact.

The black shadow struggled for a moment, then collapsed there motionless.

The old Taoist frowned, made a sword finger with one hand, changed finger seals with the other hand, stepped on the Gang step, approached quickly, and chanted some spell quickly.

The next moment, lightning flashed in the sky, and a thick bolt of lightning fell from the sky, landing directly on the magic sword that was inserted between the black shadow's eyebrows.

The originally motionless black shadow suddenly had one arm grow to seven or eight meters long and grab a stone pillar in the distance.

The next moment, the arm contracted, carrying his body, and flew sideways at a high speed. The magic sword that was originally inserted into his head still did not cause any harm to him, and his body, like a phantom, passed directly through the magic sword.

When the black shadow moved away, a thick lightning bolt hit the magic sword heavily, and dense electric patterns spread in all directions.

The black shadow's body squirmed and stood up again. He stood on the ground, trembling all over from the electric light coming from the ground. He continued to brag with a shocked tone in his mouth.

"Do you really believe it?"

The old Taoist's face was as gloomy as water, and he was almost irritated to the point of getting angry.

Wen Yan continued to look down and thought to himself, this guy is definitely not me.

It would be weird if the black shadow could be stabbed to death.

That false god, in theory, is still false in the old dream.

They are all fake things that don't exist, they have no soul and no body, how can you kill them?

In the old dream, the black shadow used this characteristic very skillfully and freely.

There is a hint of truth in the falsehood, and by making full use of this characteristic, it will appear in the dream that one is almost invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire.

But Wen Yan didn't believe that there were no weaknesses.

If it could be completely ignored, the shadow should just lie there and continue to play dead, taking the subsequent finishing blows, and then jump up with a somersault after the Taoist priest had completely stopped attacking... taunting.

Wen Yan could feel that at this moment, he was actually practicing.

When the black shadow fought with others, Wen Yan could clearly feel that his understanding of the method of the soul, or in other words, his understanding and perception of the false gods, would be significantly improved. Fortunately, this is Gu Meng, otherwise, Wen Yan would not dare to let it go.

It's so offensive.

As he was watching, Wen Yan suddenly felt that strange feeling again, like attraction and pulling.

He looked into the distance and saw a blurry shadow among a group of young Taoists.

The originally unclear and blurry shadow immediately became very eye-catching when contrasted with the crowd of people around it.

The blurry shadow seemed to have sensed something, turned around and turned into a residual image, quickly fleeing into the distance.

The black shadow noticed this, and immediately his arms expanded into four or five arms, which grew to more than ten meters long. He slammed the ground with his arms, and he flew into the air.

The moment it flew up, all its limbs retracted and it disappeared from the spot with a whoosh.

"Old Taoist priest, I don't want to play with you anymore. If you have anything to say, go find Wen Yan."

In mid-air, Wen Yan's consciousness slowly fell and stood on the ground, and his real body also appeared here.

He felt the pull just now, and this time without Luo Shen to help him, his real body also came in.

Wen Yan looked at the old Taoist priest with a livid face, sighed secretly, and bowed obediently.

"Fuyu Mountain Wenyan, Qingcheng Silent Taoist, greets you, Senior."

The old Taoist frowned, looked at Wen Yan, was silent for several seconds, and suddenly asked a question.

"Why do you have a Heavenly Master Seal on you? What is that thing?"

"It should be considered my unformed Yuanshen. No, that's not right. It would be more appropriate to say that part of it is my unformed Yinshen. As for the Heavenly Master Seal, it was naturally given by the contemporary Heavenly Master."

Wen Yan didn't know what the Heavenly Master Seal was. All he could think of was the mark of the Heavenly Master's magic sword left on the stone door covered with gray cloth.

"Senior, I'm tracking down evil creatures. There were some misunderstandings before..."

"..."

The old Taoist stared at Wen Yan in silence.

To anyone who looked at it, that black shadow with more than a dozen arms and barely a human form looked more like an evil creature.

Wen Yan thought about it and felt that this explanation didn't make sense. He couldn't stop him from starting another fight.

As soon as he thought about it, the yang energy in his body bloomed, and the breath of the scorching sun bloomed rapidly.

The old Taoist looked at the rising sun in front of him, and after feeling the power of the Great Dream Snake Mother, his pupils suddenly dilated and then returned to normal.

He stood there for several seconds, looked around, and waved his hand for the other disciples to retreat.

Then he stretched out his hand and formed a circle in front of him. A water curtain emerged, reflecting the face of the old Taoist priest.

He looked at himself in the water curtain and let out a long sigh.

"This is the blazing sun of our time. There is no other sun in the sky. So this is an old dream. Are you a descendant of the dream master?"

"No, I just helped her a little and was given something as a gift."

Wen Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Since the last time he saw other Lieyangs, they were able to react and realized that they were dead and this was just an old dream.

Wen Yan guessed that this Taoist priest was a big shot who could ascend to heaven after all, and with the power of the Great Dream Snake Mother, he would probably be able to react as well.

"Just now, someone else with the power of a dream master came here. Are you chasing that guy?"

"Yes, that guy kidnapped my sister's son. That power must have been taken from my sister's son. Now there are other things related to him. If we can catch him, it would be the best."

"You can't keep chasing him like this. He should be able to borrow the power of the dream master and use other old dreams that have this power as coordinates.

In this way, he completed the jump without having to know the direction or fear of getting lost.

If you keep chasing him like this, he might take you to some more dangerous place.

If you are completely lost here and want to leave, you can only wait for others to find you and rescue you."

The old Taoist priest spoke at a steady pace, and as he spoke, he looked at Wen Yan.

“Your power is much gentler than the other blazing suns of your Fuyu Mountain.

It is better not to practice that kind of method anymore in the future. There is something wrong with your practice.

If you continue to practice this weird and unorthodox method, something bad will definitely happen."

"Senior, this method of the Yuanshen was created by the contemporary Heavenly Master, who was the one who informed me of the matter."

"..."

The old Taoist paused and simply skipped the topic.

He reached out and took off the hairpin on his head. It was an ordinary wooden hairpin without any traces of carving.

“This is what the Dream Master gave me.

When I ascended to heaven, my original intention was to take this thing with me.

Unfortunately, this kind of power cannot ascend to heaven.

At the last moment, I threw it into my old dream, hoping that it could be returned to its original owner.

Unfortunately, it is still in my hands now.

If you can meet the dreamer, please pass it on for me.

Before that, you hold this thing, it should be helpful to you.

Even if I can't catch up with the evil creature, I shouldn't be completely lost in some dangerous old dreams.

I think since you have the power of the dream master, you shouldn't need it.

Then you take this thing, and if you run into trouble later, you can find someone from the Tianshi Mansion.

Show this to the other party and he will help you."

Wen Yan took the hairpin with both hands, wanting to ask about some gossip.

He realized that, according to the time, this Taoist priest should not be his godson's father, maybe there was a difference of one thousand to eight hundred years.

"Senior, do you have anything to say that I need to pass on?"

"This……"

"Senior, you already left behind regrets in your life. Now, this may be your last extra chance."

The old Taoist priest sighed.

"Give her a message and tell her that I regretted the moment I ascended to heaven. I'm sorry, and I hope she can forgive me."

(End of this chapter)