Mushroom Man

"What kind of technique is this? Dream magic?"

Wu Liang's expression changed repeatedly, and his heart was in turmoil.

He had anticipated that the Locked Dragon Well would be dangerous, but he hadn't expected it to be this dangerous!
It can only be said that this is indeed the place where the Hidden Dragon Ancestor used to hide the Dragon Palace Immortal Mushroom House.

The Dream Path school has never flourished throughout history, and there are very few Dream Path Immortals with names and identities.

Compared to schools like the Path of the Universe and the Path of the Cosmos, the Path of Dreams has an even lower profile, almost on par with the Path of the Esophagus, and is nearly extinct.

Even though he inherited the Blood River Ancestor's thousand-year memories, he knew very little about this school of thought. Today was the first time he had personally experienced the mysteries of the Dream Dao.

It is truly bizarre and unpredictable, impossible to guard against.

You should know that he hadn't actually entered the Dragon Locking Well yet; he had only gotten a little closer, but he still fell for it.

"Wait, that's not right..."

Thinking of this, Wu Liang suddenly came to his senses and his gaze suddenly locked onto Madam Hong.

Lady Red was somewhat flustered by the sudden gaze.

She asked timidly, "Father, are you alright?"

In her opinion, her father probably hadn't recovered from the shock of what had just happened.

Wu Liang remained silent, his eyes sharp as knives, as he carefully scrutinized Madam Hong from head to toe.

After a moment, he slowly withdrew his gaze and murmured, "Nothing happened at all?"

"Strange, why am I the only one who was hit, while Madam Red is unharmed?"

Wu Liang frowned, his mind filled with confusion.

Logically speaking, since Madam Hong also followed him to the Locked Dragon Well, it doesn't make sense that only he was affected.

Is it...

"Am I still not awake?"

"Could it be that I'm still dreaming?"

The idea of ​​a dream within a dream, which he had heard in his previous life, suddenly came to mind, and Wu Liang's heart tightened immediately.

He quickly focused his mind and looked inward, trying to activate the fungi within his body to determine whether he was still trapped in a dream.

Previously, in his dream, he couldn't activate the mushrooms even if he wanted to.

Therefore, the rumor that only Dream Path Mushrooms can be used in dreams, and that other mushrooms cannot be activated, should be true.

If that's the case, as long as you try to activate the mushrooms, if you succeed, it will prove that you have escaped the dream.

"Go!"

Wu Liang focused his mind and gave a low shout.

The next moment, he activated the third turn of the air-grabbing mushroom.

This mushroom is one of the seven third-stage Yu Dao mushrooms gifted by the Silver Dragon King, and it is one of the rare Yu Dao killing mushrooms among them.

With a wave of his hand, an invisible giant hand suddenly materialized and reached out to grab Madam Red.

Caught completely off guard, Lady Red was instantly seized by the giant hand and fell directly into Wu Liang's grasp.

"Father, father..."

With her neck gripped, Madam Red was terrified, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with confusion, completely unaware of why she was being treated this way.

Feeling the real touch in his hand, Wu Liang's eyes flashed with surprise, and he immediately let go.

If it wasn't a dream, then why were others unaffected, while only I was affected?

Could it be that the Locked Dragon Well discriminates based on who you serve?

Wu Liang's expression was strange; the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became.

Upon closer examination, this speculation about treating people differently based on their status doesn't seem entirely unreasonable. If the Dragon Locking Well truly caused people to fall into its trap and commit suicide simply by getting close, the Dragon Palace would have sealed it off long ago.

Moreover, if the Silver Dragon King knew how dangerous the Dragon-Locking Well was, he would never have sent him to the Dragon-Trapping Prison without warning.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Dragon Palace, the Dragon Locking Well should be considered a relatively safe place.

He was the only exception, and it was only by getting close that danger was triggered, and he unfortunately fell victim to it.

But if that's really the case...

What makes him so special?
Wu Liang pondered to himself that he was no different from ordinary people. The only difference was the herb that others did not have.

So the problem can't be that the problem lies with the Bodhi seed, right?
Wu Liang was about to shake his head and reject the idea when he suddenly stopped...

and many more!

He was able to wake up from his dream just now because the sudden movement of the blue-handed azure startled him awake.
Looking at it this way, it's quite possible that it was the blue chrysanthemum that caused him to have the dream in the Locked Dragon Well.

Upon realizing this, Wu Liang quickly calmed his mind and focused his attention on his dantian.

But it would have been better if he hadn't looked. Once he did, his heart skipped a beat, and his face was filled with shock!

Right in the center of his dantian, the exquisitely beautiful Bodhi seed was now swaying slightly.

Layers of azure light spread out, dyeing the surroundings into a dreamlike, ethereal state, exuding an unreal, hazy quality.

This was the first time Wu Liang had ever seen such a lively Bodhi seed.

Ever since he brought this mushroom to this world, the Bodhi seed has always looked listless and extremely weak.

However, it is truly astonishing that it has suddenly become so active.

Wu Liang stared at the green plant, and could even vaguely sense the excitement it was conveying.

The feeling was as if something was hidden beneath the Dragon-Locking Well, drawing it in tightly.

This is what makes the Bodhi seed so active, even voluntarily emitting a halo of light and spreading wisps of the unique aura of the fairy mushroom.

Fortunately, the azure was hidden within his dantian. If even a fraction of its aura had leaked out, it would have instantly attracted the attention of the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King.

"This, this feeling..."

Wu Liang sensed the aura emanating from the azure plant and his expression changed slightly.

The scent of the herb was dreamlike and hazy, bearing a resemblance to the hazy, dreamlike state he had experienced when he was in a dream earlier!
Even now, Wu Liang understood perfectly well...

My own natal fairy mushroom is actually intricately connected with the Dream Path.

"Wrong, all wrong..."

"I was wrong before. The See-Hand Blue is neither a Heavenly Dao Mushroom nor a Daoist Mushroom. It is actually a Dream Dao Mushroom!"

The thought flashed through Wu Liang's mind like lightning, and he was deeply moved and unable to calm down for a long time.

No one expected that the one who could reveal so many secrets, the one who could see the blue hand, would actually be the dream fairy mushroom.

From any perspective, these two things seem completely unrelated.

Dream-related mushrooms have always been associated with dreams, such as the sleepwalking mushroom that can induce dreams.

However, his ability to see the blue needles never revealed any dream-related abilities. On the contrary, the abilities he displayed were closer to the Dao, or at the very least, related to the Dao of Heaven.

Previously, Wu Liang even thought that the See Hand Green Sect was a composite sect of Heavenly Dao and Daoist Dao, but he never expected that it would eventually be associated with the Dream Dao.

This is so strange, so incredibly strange!

How could the ability to know the secrets of the world be associated with the Dao of Dreams?
Wu Liang was not actually averse to the Dream Path.

After all, regardless of the style, the Bodhi seed is his most important natal mushroom.

He was simply puzzled because the ability of the blue-handed one had nothing to do with the Dream Path... (End of Chapter)