Deep, dark......

Qiao Heng could clearly feel that he was trapped in a dream, but he was not in a dream as before, but still retained his senses.

He understands his current situation, which has a proper term in academics called lucid dreaming.

It's an interesting dream state

A person has clearly fallen asleep, but he is very clearly aware that he is dreaming, that he can think, that he can act, and even change his dreams like a creation god.

However, Qiao Heng did nothing.

Until he saw Lin Zhennan appear in front of him again, holding a sword in his hand aimed at him, and opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Qiao Heng stood in the dark, like a traveler who had experienced a long journey, with exhaustion all over his body. He interrupted what Lin Zhennan was about to blurt out and said, "Yes, that's right, I'm a monster without a heart. 」

People in dreams are often much more honest than when they are awake.

In reality, he is wrapped in layers of invisible shells, and he can't say such words full of personal emotions no matter what.

The man who was interrupted by Qiao Heng opened his eyes slightly in surprise, and he looked as if he wanted to defend himself. Qiao Heng couldn't tell whether Lin Zhennan's expression was from the natural evolution of the dream or his subconscious thoughts.

But he didn't want to think about it anymore, and he decided to put an end to this false dream, and the past was over.

Qiao Heng opened his eyes suddenly.

It was a pair of lonely eyes, like a dark color in the deepest part of the forest.

Although Orientals often claim to have black eyes, most people's eyes are still brown strictly, but the color is darker or lighter.

But his eyes in this life are rare to show a kind of black color, black and pure.

"The Ancestor has woken up!"

As soon as Qiao Heng woke up, he heard a surprised woman's voice. What greeted Qiao Heng's eyes was a beautiful woman with clouds and temples, her skin was as fine as fat, and her eyes were full of tears when she smiled, as if the rain hit the hibiscus, and she was even more coquettish.

Even Lin Xian'er, the world's number one beauty he had seen in Xiao Li's Flying Knife World, was slightly inferior to him.

No matter how low the woman in front of her is, there is a lingering sense of bewitching beauty in her eyes.

At this time, Qiao Heng had no time to care about him, he sat up from the bed, and then almost snorted because of the pain that diffused in the limbs of this body.

A waiter served a tray, and the woman pulled her sleeves in one hand, took the cup on the plate with the other, and then hung her head slightly, and took it for Qiao Heng with a very tame attitude.

Qiao Heng didn't take the cup, he just said, "You guys go out first. 」

Seeing that Qiao Heng was going to kick herself out, Na Liren didn't dare to disobey at all, she carefully put the cup in her hand aside, and didn't dare to delay for a moment and retreated.

The woman and the waiter gently closed the door.

Qiao Heng was the only one left in the huge room.

Empty, deadly, gloomy.

This is Qiao Heng's first impression of this room. Even the orange lights in the candlesticks exude a sense of coldness.

Qiao Heng touched his heart with one hand, and it was calm inside, and he couldn't feel the heart that was constantly jumping and full of vitality.

Then he lowered his hand as usual.

It wasn't a human body, and he certainly didn't have a heartbeat.

He was dressed as a monster in this life, Shishan cultivated for thousands of years and was able to turn into a human form, some time ago he failed to advance, and his soul was scattered by a heavenly thunderbolt, and then, the soul in this body has been replaced by Qiao Heng.

The name of the original owner of the body is probably not unfamiliar to many later generations, and this body is known as the "Black Mountain Old Demon", which is the biggest villain who is entangled with Nie Xiaoqian in various versions of A Chinese Ghost Story.

A real youkai.

What kind of image should a monster look like in everyone's imagination? blue-faced fangs, a tricky spell, and more importantly, that

A strong body that far surpasses ordinary people?

In a sense, the latter is exactly what Qiao Heng dreamed of.

However, Qiao Heng has a clear understanding of his luck, and he never has unrealistic expectations for what he will be like after his next crossing.

So when he came to this world, he unexpectedly found that this body had already been almost defeated under the thunder, if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't carried the thunder tribulation, the original owner would not have ended up with three souls and six spirits.

The residual power of thunder tribulation in his body was still raging, Qiao Heng originally wanted to wipe the cold sweat, but when the back of his hand touched his forehead, he found that there was no wetness under his hand, and it was only dry and cool as far as his hand could reach.

I'm a real monster now. Qiao Heng thought.

Qiao Heng picked up the cup that had just been placed on the table by the original owner's concubine, he sniffed lightly, and a luscious breath came to his nose, and even the restless pain in his body seemed to be relieved.

Qiao Heng's eyes were gloomy, he played with the cup for a while, then smiled and poured all the liquid inside into the flower pot.

There is an orchid planted in the pot, and when it comes into contact with the liquid in the cup, it "comes to life" in an instant. The bluegrass twisted its leaves, scooping up the liquid from the bottom of the cup.

Uninformed outsiders may still think that this cup is filled with some kind of elixir and jade brew, but Qiao Heng, who has the memory of the old demon of Montenegro, knows that it is full of blood.

And it's human blood.

I also want to know that a monster like the original owner, who was born without a teacher, what serious cultivation methods can there be? It is nothing more than absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, plus devouring the qi, blood, and essence of others, so as to continuously grow itself.

A discerning person can see at a glance that this is the path of the evil devil.

Qiao Heng thinks that he has no lower limit, but he can't eat human blood, eat human flesh, and devour human essence like livestock. If he throws away his dignity as a human being, then he will really lose himself and become like a demon monster.

Since the original owner of the body died under the Heavenly Tribulation, it had already proved that this path was impossible, so why did he follow in the footsteps of others again, so he did not reluctantly give up the original owner's cultivation method.

However, he had to find a way to eliminate the power of thunder in his body after all.

Qiao Heng has thousands of exercises hidden in his memory.

But the problem is that he is now a monster, the inner strength of the mortal world is useless to him, and the cultivator's practice naturally repels demons and demons, and he is extremely calm and extremely rational to try one by one, and eliminate them one by one.

Thinking about the exercises he had perfected before, he was still a little unsatisfactory. What he wants is a practice that can be practiced unhindered no matter what world he is in, no matter what status he is. He also knew that this sounded a bit whimsical, after all, he couldn't even make up his mind whether the Planck constant of these countless worlds would always be the same.

However, he could not just wash his neck and kill him.

Then, Qiao Heng was a little surprised to find that the most suitable for him at this time was actually the Yijin Sutra that he had just obtained in the previous world.

It's an option that sounds strange at first, but when you look closely, it makes sense.

In the world of Xiaoao Jianghu, it is said that the Yijin Sutra was passed down from the Bodhidharma Patriarch, who was the founder of Zen Buddhism in Mahayana Buddhism.

As the saying goes, "the verdant bamboo is the Dharma body, and the lush yellow blossom is nothing more than Prajna", Buddhism emphasizes that all appearances are false, and all beings are equal. Since all beings are equal, then humans and demons are equally equal, and the difference between humans and demons is nothing more than different manifestations of life within the Three Realms.

In contrast to Theravada Buddhism, Mahayana Buddhism aims to save all living beings and enable them to transcend the other side. Zen Buddhism does not focus on appearance, but more on whether the mind can "see the mind".

From this point of view, whether the Yijin Sutra is still useful in other worlds is not mentioned for the time being, at least in this world, whether this body is a human or an animal, an immortal or a demon, but anyone who has a spirit does not hinder the practice of this exercise.

Qiao Heng thought to himself, you see, at least his last life was not completely in vain.

Late at night, in the northern suburbs of Jinhua City

The area is sparsely populated, and few locals come here except for unsuspecting foreign merchants. In a few accidents, there were people who rushed at night

After the name disappeared in the northern suburbs, the people in the city were even more secretive about this place, and even the "Lanruo Temple", a pure place of Buddhism standing in the northern suburbs, was also abandoned.

The grass in the Lanruo Temple is barren, and the basil grows taller than people, but the water in the pond has not dried up, and the wild lotus flowers float on the surface of the water, and I don't know what an elegant scenery it is in the daytime.

The temple tower stands quietly in the night, the eaves support a corner, its drooping bell, and the wind blows.

The cold sound of the bell entered the apse of the temple, but it was drowned out by the sound of delicate speech.

"Sister Xiaoqian, grandma ordered me to urge you. The woman who spoke stood barefoot, and the white silk curtain in the room was blowing in the cold breeze at night, but she seemed to be unaware of the cold, wearing only a light gauze skirt, fluttering.

When she mentioned "grandma", her tone became extremely respectful. The ghosts and monsters living in Lanruo Temple all rely on their grandmother's snort to live, and no one dares to be disrespectful.

Nie Xiaoqian said, "I've finished dressing up, so I'm going to see grandma." 」

"Sister Xiaoqian, don't worry, change into this dress first and then go out. 」

The maid behind the woman brought a red robe.

"Grandma said that since my sister is going to celebrate the ancestor of Montenegro, she must always dress up to be festive, and the ancestor also feels happy when he sees it. The woman's tone was slow and soft.

This red dress has no veil, no gold pattern, no pattern on the whole body, and the hem is long and dragging. The red belt is loosely bunched, and if you pull it gently, the clothes can be scattered on the ground.

There is no dignified wedding dress, but it is frivolous.

Nie Xiaoqian, accompanied by the woman and the maid, walked out of the room together.

"Grandma. When they saw their grandmother, who was already waiting outside, the women bowed together.

Grandma looked at Nie Xiaoqian with a smile on her face and pulled her to her side: "Xiaoqian is dressed up so beautifully, grandma, I am even more reluctant to let you go." 」

"I can't bear grandma. 」

"Xiaoqian, don't blame Grandma, I really didn't want to send you to the Black Mountain Ancestor. It's also unfortunate to say that some time ago, Hu Niangzi, a person next to the ancestor, came to me, and she said that the ancestor had been unconscious for the recent period, so she asked me to go over to rejoice, and I directly refused at that time. As a result, who would have thought that the Black Mountain Ancestor had woken up again in the past few days. 」

Grandma held Nie Xiaoqian's hand and said, "The more I think about it, the more I feel that this matter is my sin, how beautiful it is to follow the ancestor, if I broke off such a good family affair because of my words, how can this be good, I had to quickly contact the Hu lady again. 」

Grandma was originally a thousand-year-old tree spirit, and later entered the evil path, incarnated as a Yaksha ghost, and her mana is boundless and can control a hundred ghosts, but compared to the Black Mountain Ancestor, it is a little insufficient.

Nie Xiaoqian understood, and it was estimated that her grandmother thought that the Black Mountain Ancestor was gone, so she didn't pay much attention to the Hu lady. Now that he heard that the Black Mountain Ancestor was safe and sound, he had to quickly think about how to remedy it, so he pushed her out.

"Xiao Qian, after you pass, you must serve the Black Mountain Ancestor well, and you can't be arbitrary. 」

Nie Xiaoqian replied softly: "Grandma don't worry, Xiaoqian will keep it in mind. 」

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