After the birth of the pool was completed, the old man in feathers had exhausted his last trace of Magic Power. He paced with difficulty, walked step by step to the center of the pool, and sat down cross-legged.
Shen Luo At this moment, my heart was shocked.
He has naturally understood that the Spirit Pool he saw in the cave before was probably the one in front of him, and the corpse protected by the golden light should be the transformation of the old man in feathers.
Shen Luo came to the pool with mixed emotions and saw the old man in Yuyi staring sadly into the void in front of him, with a look of sadness and anger on his face.
At this time, the old man suddenly flicked his wrist, and a flying knife flew straight into the sky. After colliding with the top of the cave, the tip of the knife turned straight down and fell straight towards the top of his head.
He was clearly going to die on his own Martial Disintegration before he was seriously injured and died!
Shen Luo's heart tightened, and he subconsciously pounced forward, trying to catch the flying knife. However, his body became light and airy in the air, and his Divine Sense also blurred for a while, and then he lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, he found that he had returned to Spring Autumn Temple Bluestone Terrace his room.
The bright sunshine shines in from the window, and the sound of birdsong rises and falls in the distance. It is early in the morning.
Shen Luo wanted to sit up, but found that he was so weak that he couldn't get up for a while, so he lay down again. Various situations in the previous dream kept reappearing in his mind, and he was a little lost for a moment.
He groped around everywhere on his body and soon discovered that the Flame Spear and Ice Spear Magical Artifact he had obtained in the dream were not on him, including those elixirs that he had not yet had time to figure out what they were, as well as the inner elixir of the demon fox.
"It seems that things in dreams cannot be brought back to reality." Shen Luo murmured.
Having said that, he subconsciously started to operate Nameless Art, trying to mobilize the Magic Power in Dantian. As a result, as soon as he started to move, he felt a blockage in his meridians, a dullness in his chest, and almost choked out a mouthful of blood.
When he tried to run triple Nameless Art, there were actually very few Magic Power available for deployment in Dantian.
Moreover, when Magic Power was mobilized and lifted along Conception Vessel to reach Violet Palace Acupoint, it was suddenly blocked there and could not move forward at all.
This situation is obviously exactly the same as when he first started practicing the second level Nameless Art.
Shen Luo struggled to sit up and tried to run Nameless Art again to turn Magic Power inside Dantian.
The result is still the same, his Magic Power really only looks like the first level of perfection.
"It seems that I am just dreaming. How can the state achieved in the dream be brought back to reality?" Shen Luo slapped his forehead and said with a bitter smile.
Having said that, the experience of breaking through the second and even third levels of Kung Fu in his dream is still fresh in his memory, especially the various experiences and insights he gained during his practice.
Then, he seemed to have thought of something, and quickly pulled off his shirt and looked there carefully.
However, the skin on his chest was as smooth as ever, without any scars at all, and after careful inspection, there was no abnormality at all.
Shen Luo thought for a moment and realized that the phalanx, like Magical Artifact's elixir and even his cultivation level, were both objects in a dream and would never return to reality with him.
Suddenly, Shen Luo felt a surge of sleepiness, and his whole body was so sleepy that he couldn't help but fall back and fall asleep again.
Almost at the same time.
In a mountain not far away from Spring Autumn Temple, a brand-new temple has just been built. On the square in front of the Great Hero Hall, a large number of monks and believers gathered, all with their hands clasped together and their eyes closed, praying devoutly.
In the main hall, a six-foot-tall clay statue is covered with a layer of red cloth. It is only waiting for the arrival of an auspicious occasion to be unveiled by the highly respected presiding monk, who will dot the eyes and consecrate the golden body of the Buddha.
In front of a huge copper stove outside the hall, a fat man dressed in brocade stood tall and tall, holding three incense sticks as thick as his thumbs in his hands, and was excitedly waiting to burn the incense stick.
Inside the mountain gate, there is a statue of Weituo holding Vajra Pestle, with eyes wide open and looking at all the evil in the world. On the back, Maitreya is holding Buddhist Bead, welcoming people with a smile, and making good friends in the world.
Outside the door, two bamboo ladders have been set up, and four young monks are working together to carry a large plaque and hang it towards the door.
The plaque is made of sandalwood, with red paint as the base and gold paint as the text. Three large characters are written on it, "Jialan Temple".
"Boom..."
At this moment, the auspicious time has just arrived, and a loud bell rings from the temple and spreads leisurely into the distance.
Not far from the temple, two hunters stood in front of a cave in a deserted mountain. They took out a huge fox with mottled fur from a trap that had been set the day before. Two arrows were stuck in the body, and blood was still dripping from the wound.
The fox also had a fat field mouse in his mouth, and he didn't let go until he died.
The two hunters were discussing happily, skinning the animal, taking it to the market in exchange for some food, and then taking the meat back to give the two children a tooth as a sacrifice.
None of them knew that deep in the cave, a newborn fox cub with yellowish fur was sleeping soundly.
Suddenly, it seemed to hear the bells coming from the temple. A pair of immature eyes slowly opened, and its two furry pointed ears stood up and twitched a little smartly.
Early morning of the second day.
Shen Luo regained his energy after a full day and night of sleep.
When he went to the dining hall to have breakfast, he met Tian Tiesheng. The two had a brief conversation, and Shen Luo discovered something.
He had spent a lot of time practicing selflessly in the dream, but when he returned to reality, it still only lasted one night, as if he had really just had a dream that lasted a long time.
Shen Luo I remembered that the last two times I fell asleep, I fell asleep at night and woke up the next morning.
He had some doubts in his heart. Could it be that no matter how much time passed in the dream, in reality it was just one night of sound sleep?
Shen Luo After having breakfast, he quickly came to the shallow pool in the back mountain, slowly closed his eyes, and started practicing the second level of exercise again.
He carefully recalled the scene of practicing in the dream in his mind, and the details of how Magic Power circulated in his body at that time began to come to mind bit by bit.
Only then did Shen Luo realize that when he first started practicing, Magic Power charged forward but could not break away from Violet Palace Acupoint. The reason was not that there were many Magic Power, but because he had improper control and failed to make Dantian Magic Power attack the pass at the same time.
He squeezed the technique with both hands and recited the formula silently in his mind. In the Consciousness Sea, he imagined the Magic Power in Dantian as a cluster of feathered arrows. With the thought of completing his victory in one battle, he urged it to rush forward with all his strength.
There seemed to be a cool air in his Conception Vessel, which instantly rushed up at extremely high speed, passed through his chest Yutang Acupoint, and shot straight towards Violet Palace Acupoint.
After repeating this several times, a soft "pop" sound came.
"It's clear..." Shen Luo felt happy, and Violet Palace Acupoint suddenly opened up and was occupied by Magic Power who rushed up.
After this point was opened, he immediately felt a little more confident.
Even if the realm in the dream cannot be brought back to reality, the feelings and experiences he has realized are still there. With these things still there, it is not a matter of course for him to break through the acupoints in the back!
Shen Luo suppressed the excitement in his heart and started running the exercise formula again, continuing to induce Magic Power to rush forward Huagai Acupoint.