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Chapter 44: The Demon in the Dream

No wonder Yan Chixia changed his expression.

Although he had seen many monsters, none of them was as oppressive as the tree monster in front of him.

Although I knew that this was just Chen Ji's incarnation, I still felt scared.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, this is the image of the tree demon grandma that I heard Fei Niao describe. It may even be a little incomplete, after all, I've never seen it with my own eyes..."

Chen Ji has transformed into a tree demon, and even his voice has become sharp and grinding.

It's like a rusty saw stuck in wood, making your whole body ache.

"It's already terrifying. If it's really such a terrifying monster, it's understandable that it would destroy an entire temple."

Yan Chixia let out a long breath, his eyes flickering.

"The bald... man can only chant sutras. Expecting him to convert such a powerful demon is really putting a lot of pressure on them."

Chen Ji secretly curled his lips as he listened to Carton.

I'm afraid that this was not the word Yan Chixia wanted to say just now, but he quickly changed his words because he was concerned about me being next to him.

But it is not appropriate to discuss it in detail now. We are all demons and we should do some serious work to eliminate demons and monsters.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, let's begin."

Chen Ji warned in a cold voice, and the vines above his head lurked like snakes and had already wrapped around Yan Chixia's feet.

This ability was beyond Chen Ji's expectations.

He had long forgotten what abilities the tree demon had, but he thought that since she was a tree demon, it should be easy for her to control the vines, which would be just right to restrict Yan Chixia's movements. If it was poisonous, it would be even more difficult to control.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the thought came to mind, the vines came as I wished.

"So fast! Look at the sword!"

Yan Chixia sighed, then made a sword gesture to cut the vines and attached a golden light spell to the sword.

With a swing of the sword, the vines broke, and Yan Chixia shouted.

"Fellow Daoist, you're even more unethical than the Taoist priests at Qingfeng Temple! You attacked me before we even started!"

Chen Ji laughed dryly and looked over.

"Fellow Daoist, you really have no memory. Daoist Master Xiyun can hold the magic formula and wait for you, so can't the monster be ready to lure you into a trap?"

"Okay! I didn't notice that."

Yan Chixia cheered loudly, then held the sword and formed a talisman, getting into a fighting position.

He was about to attack but suddenly stopped and looked at Chen Ji.

"What are you waiting for, fellow Daoist?"

"I'm not waiting for anything, but I want to ask you, fellow Taoist, what kind of magic and attacks can you withstand now?"

Yan Chixia said seriously.

"This... I really don't know."

Chen Ji was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

If it was a real tree demon, with bark and trunk to protect her, Yan Chixia's swordsmanship would probably only be a scratch.

But I really don’t know what will happen if I transform into another form in a dream.

He had also seen Yan Chixia's sword technique. If the power was too strong, he would probably lose half his life.

After thinking for a while, he said slowly.

"Why don't you give it a try first, Fellow Daoist Yan?"

"Then let's try it first."

Yan Chixia nodded in agreement and breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't dare to act rashly just now because I felt that my sword was too powerful.
This tree demon looks ferocious and strange, but it is actually Chen Ji in disguise. If he really uses too much force, I'm afraid a fellow Taoist will be killed.

It feels easier to try it now.

"Please come."

Chen Ji was also curious about how big the difference was between the tree demon he transformed into and his original form. With a thought, black mist surged out of the bark and wrapped himself tightly.

He then pulled out bones from the tree and gathered them together, filling them with vines to form a solid bone shield.

"Well, that should be enough."

As soon as Chen Ji finished speaking, Yan Chixia was also fully prepared.

The talisman sword with golden light slashed down in the air, making a dull sound, and only managed to shatter the outer layer of the bone shield.

It was automatically replenished without Chen Ji even having to think about it.

Chen Ji was stunned and swallowed his saliva.

"As expected of a tree demon, she is indeed quite strong. Fellow Daoist, please use a little more strength."

Yan Chixia was silent for a few breaths, then spoke slowly.

"I've already used 70% of my strength. If I use more, I'm afraid it won't be effective."

Then he shook his head, looking helpless.

"If this demon is really as difficult as you imagined, it must have already become a powerful force. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to subdue it alone."

"But why has no one reported any news in all these years?"

"Such a large demon, not to mention that there are people in the human world who need to control it, even among the cultivators there should be people who can control it."

"Suzhou and Hangzhou are prosperous places, with officials and the city gods worshipping them profusely. How could they have neglected their duties to such an extent?"

Yan Chixia frowned.

Chen Ji thought of something and spoke slowly. "I'm afraid it's been a while since anyone has seen her alive..."

Yan Chixia was speechless and felt cold all over.

If he is so brutal, I am afraid we will have to deal with him in the long run.

Chen Ji also had many questions to ask at this time, so he simply talked to Yan Chixia, took the initiative to interpret the dream, and returned to Lu Pan.

A fox and a ghost were sitting opposite each other drinking tea.

"You are back!"

Lu Pan glanced at the two of them and smiled slightly.

"Why do you look so tired?"

Chen Ji began to repeat what had just happened.

"With the Dream Tapir, it's not that difficult to enter a dream successfully for the first time. What about the rest?"

Chen Ji then talked about the story of the tree demon grandma who transformed later.

Lu Pan took a deep breath and couldn't believe what he heard.

"You said that during your first dream, you already mastered the art of dream transformation? You were even able to transform into a demon with similar strength to your original form? And you also fought with Yan Chixia?"

"Fellow Daoist Yan can testify."

Chen Ji looked at Yan Chixia.

"Indeed."

Yan Chixia nodded seriously.

"No wonder you're so exhausted. Acting in a dream takes energy. Your actions are like making a scene for three days."

Lu Pan explained.

"That's it!"

Chen Ji felt relieved.

After Lu Pan learned about Chen Ji's performance, he moved forward and looked at Chen Ji carefully.

"Do you have a master?"

"No."

"You seem to have no worries in the world?"

"Not yet."

"Then are you willing to serve in the underworld?"

"..."

Chen Ji was stunned for a moment and shook his head decisively.

"I won't die just yet."

"What a shame! What a shame!"

Lu Pan shook his head again.

"It's rare to meet a practitioner who is so fluent in dreams and is still alive. Otherwise, I would definitely transfer you to serve by my side."

"This……"

Chen Ji's mouth twitched. He always felt that what Lu Pan said was even more excessive than what Senior Huai said.

Senior Huai only wished that he would enter the underworld after his death, but Lu Pan was eager to follow him and do things immediately.

"You, my fellow Daoist, are unaware of your own talents."

"Luckily, I saw you. Otherwise, those people would have tampered with your life and death record."

Lu Pan sighed.

Chen Ji pursed his lips, really not knowing why the method of entering dreams was so valued by the underworld.

"This is a matter of great importance, so I can't tell you now. I'll tell you when you decide to come to the underworld."

Chen Ji nodded.

I don't intend to be too curious.

If you know too much about this, you will really die.

But it’s okay, at least I can take life and death less seriously.

Even after death, you still have a position as a ghost and can still practice.

Chen Ji was thinking about chatting for a few more words, but he heard a few faint rooster crows. Although they were not loud enough, they were enough to wake him up.

So he looked at Lu Pan.

“Does the underworld also have cockcrows?”

Lu Pan narrowed his eyes and his expression changed slightly.

"This is the crowing of a rooster in the human world, and the crowing of a rooster distinguishes between yin and yang. Fellow Daoist, today's banquet is about to end. If you have any questions, please speak up now, otherwise I don't know when we will meet again."

"To be honest, there is a problem!"

Chen Ji bowed and was not polite.

"Lu Pan, I want to ask the squirrel demon how to practice?"

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