In Yangshi, Zhongzhou, in a secret room in a manor deep in the forest, a long and shrill scream suddenly sounded.

Soon someone opened the secret room and saw that the founder, who originally looked young, had pale hair and a face as old as tree bark.

This is what it looks like when the law disperses and the Tao disappears!

The Patriarch was there holding his head and screaming. On his body, there were two shadows that were about to split and collapse.

While he was screaming, he seemed to be trying hard to maintain his composure.

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you? Who hurt you?" A middle-aged man hugged the old man and asked anxiously.

"Ahhhh..."

"Ahhhh..."

"Dongzhou, a sword-wielding Qi practitioner killed me..."

Under the treatment of various miraculous medicines by his disciples, this dream gentleman persisted for a month, but in the end, the Yin Shen was still scattered.

The Yin God dispersed into this forest of delusion and turned into countless nightmare monsters.

"Who is it? Who killed the master?" A monk with a strong aura looked like black smoke swirling in his eyes.

"Dongzhou sword-wielding qigong master? Who is he?"

This is the question in the minds of the monks of the Dream Sect in the Dream Forest.

…

Yuan Song emerged from the underworld, as if he had emerged from water to land. His eyes were closed tightly and bleeding. He only felt that there were two needles piercing his mind, and the burning

The pain was tearing at his consciousness.

He knew that he had to get treatment quickly to survive, otherwise, this injury might kill him.

It's just that as an alien, he doesn't have any friends, so he can only figure out his own solution.

So he started to save himself.

He looked for food everywhere, and he had a secret diet to heal his injuries.

What he eats is not the spiritual fruits or leaves in the mountains, but the human heart and liver. There is no fear in anything and there are no taboos.

Among the secret food methods he obtained, there was a method of eating human heart and liver to heal injuries.

…

Chen Jin just lingered in front of the painting wall for a while, thought for a while, and then began to draw a door on the painting wall with a pen. The door was wrapped with runes. When the runes were finished, the door was illuminated.

I saw him take out a paper manikin again. The paper manikin was thrown out from his hand, and he transformed into a paper manikin scholar and dove into the door.

Lou Jinchen saw that the paper man had appeared in the painting wall.

The paper man scholar walked towards the coffin. After only a few steps, the color suddenly changed, as if he had walked into water. The paper man was soaked, and Chen Jin's control over the paper man also followed the paper man's movements.

It gets wet and begins to disappear.

The paper figure melted quickly and collapsed to the ground.

Chen Jin suddenly felt suffocated. He felt that there was a strange force invading his Yin Shen. He seemed to see himself melting and limp like the paper man.

Even though he was holding this protective umbrella and wearing a robe, he still could not block this power.

That power passed through the weak connection between the paper man and him, and when he wanted to feel more about the situation in the painting wall, it had already infected his Yin Shen.

At this moment, he wanted to speak out, but found that he was like a paper man and could not speak at all. At this moment, he panicked. He felt that he was like that paper man, so powerless.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was himself or the paper man. He seemed to have entered the painting wall by himself.

He tightly restrained his thoughts and spirits, and silently recited: "The mountains and rivers are in the heart, calming the demons and calming the mind."

At the same time, he wanted to pull out his sword. The sword technique he practiced was called Zhanhui Sword Technique.

The special thing about this sword technique is that the connection between people and other living beings seems to be mutual understanding, like wind and rain meeting each other, like seeds falling into the soil.

This is the beginning of everything from illusion to reality.

Therefore, this sword is able to cut off this purpose and cut off the roots of this false destiny formed by wisdom.

He pulled the sword out with difficulty, and every time he pulled it out, it seemed that he had used up a hundred percent of his strength.

He persisted and did not dare to call anyone. He was afraid that he would die instantly if he relaxed just a little. If this was the result, calling someone would be useless.

At this moment, he heard a faint sword chant in his ears, and then from his dark thoughts, a ray of light broke through the darkness and astringency that entangled his body and mind.

dark.

The light was as bright as the moonlight, like a wisp of moonlight breaking through the clouds above the nine heavens and illuminating the mountains, rivers and earth.

In just this moment, the power of Chen Jin's soul suddenly revived, like a person who had taken a breath, like a fish that finally returned to the water after accidentally jumping onto the shore. At this moment, he finally pulled out his own sword and slashed in an instant

And out.

The sword light flashed in the void in front of him, and then it was retracted into the umbrella handle.

The meaning of the sword seems to penetrate into the dark void.

Then, in Chen Jin's Yin God, the delusional thoughts that seemed to be growing and occupying his entire Yin God body turned into rootless vines and quickly withered.

Chen Jin couldn't help but turn around and looked at Lou Jinchen. Even though he was now a Yin Shen, he still felt like he needed to take a few breaths.

What he saw was Lou Jinchen's slightly narrowed eyes, and he said: "I felt like something bad was happening to you just now. I could only use my sword intent to break through one layer of your Yin Shen Dharma Light, and I didn't dare to go too deep.

,Afraid of hurting you."

"Thank you, third brother, for your help. Third brother is quick to spot opportunities. Your sword broke the opponent's spell and allowed me to pull out the sword." Chen Jin said with lingering fear.

Wang Qiaoyi was a little confused. He had no idea that Chen Jin almost died just now, but when he saw Lou Jinchen suddenly drew his sword in front of Chen Jin and swung it almost close to his Yin Shen, he knew that something might have happened.

thing.

Now listening to their conversation, I understand a little bit more.

"Uh, two Taoist priests, can you say a word?" Wang Qiaoyi said nervously.

"Oh, what do you think, Master Wang?" Lou Jinchen asked.

"I feel that the paintings here are extremely weird. Why do we have to go in? I feel that this place is definitely a dangerous place." Under Lou Jinchen's gaze, Wang Qiaoyi felt confused for some reason.

A sense of tension.

I always think about the power and domineering power of Lou Jinchen who opened the dream with his sword in that previous dream.

"If Master Wang has any concerns, it is better to go back instead of risking it with us. Speaking of which, if we are really in danger, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of Master Wang." Lou Jinchen said.

When Wang Qiaoyi heard this, he felt it made sense. He should go back and not get involved in such a thing.

Here, you may die if you stick to it, or get hurt if you stick to it, and you will simply be unable to struggle and resist.

It's just that he didn't think about leaving just now because he was afraid that if he knew about these two people, the other party would not let him go.

"I'm of low ability, but I can't do anything to help you two. I'm afraid I will become a burden." After Wang Qiaoyi finished speaking, he said goodbye and left.

Neither Lou Jinchen nor Chen Jin cared about his fate. After Wang Qiaoyi left, they just looked at the mural.

This painting wall was extremely quiet, as if nothing had happened. However, neither Lou Jinchen nor Chen Jin would forget the terrifying scene that just happened.

The door painted by Chen Jin was still there, glowing faintly, but now it looked like a dangerous door, a terrifying door.

"I'll go in first. I want to see what's so scary about this former mountain chief of Qiu Chan Academy." Lou Jinchen said.

Chen Jin felt a little nervous. His paper man had just gone in and died without any warning, and a strange spell was applied to him, causing him to almost die.

To be honest, he still had lingering fears at this time.

He couldn't help but said: "If my prediction is correct, Gaoquan Sect should have reached the sixth realm. After he reaches the sixth realm, he may have problems with his practice like you did before and have to live in seclusion here."

"Maybe he has sealed himself, maybe he has become a big demon now. Do we really want to go in?" Chen Jin felt a hint of retreat at this time.

Lou Jinchen pondered.

"Moreover, your current practice problems seem to have been solved. Even if it is not completely solved, I think you have captured the solution. We may not need to take this risk anymore."

"Gaoquan Sect left a book in Qiu Chan Academy, perhaps, just to let people find him and then release him," Chen Jin said.

"In that case, forget it." Lou Jinchen said.

He also had the feeling that he was standing near an ice cellar, with the coldness in front of him as if it were burning.

So, Chen Jin stepped forward and wiped away the door, then took a deep look at the sarcophagus in the painting, and then the two of them exited the cave.

Just after they came out of the cave, the coffin in the painting suddenly moved, as if someone pushed the coffin lid from the inside and the coffin lid moved back.

In the silent cave, there was the sound of the sarcophagus lid moving back.

"Click, click..."

A hand poked out of it.

The hand was pitch black, it was the hand of a corpse that had been dead for who knows how many years, but it was wet.

The hand slowly pushed open the coffin lid and climbed out.

When he poked his head out of the coffin, you could see that he had a pair of scarlet eyes and a head of withered hair.
To be continued...