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In a hazy dream, Su Wei saw a woman in a white wedding dress walking over, this is a bride.

She knew she was dreaming, but she couldn't remember how she got there.

And this dream is finally no longer the monotonous prairie, nor is it the memories of Miss Su and Xue Lingyun.

The woman in the dream couldn't see clearly, but Su Wei strangely sensed her sadness and helplessness, why was she so sad on this happy day today?

The bride approached, and a flash of light appeared, it turned out to be a shiny pair of scissors in the bride's hand! Su Wei felt extremely cold around her, and she subconsciously wanted to wake up.

It's not a dream, it's a nightmare!

It seemed that a baby was crying, and Su Wei's gaze began to rise, and when she saw the cute baby girl in the crib, she was suddenly surprised.

Grass, it turned out to be Miss Su's dream, and it had nothing to do with her own demon fox.

But who is this bride? Why did she come with scissors? Is she going to kill this child?

The bride threw away the scissors, hugged the baby and cried, the sound of crying cut the surrounding picture, Su Wei's eyes changed, there were soap bubbles all around, full of soap bubbles.

This is a familiar image in memory, the light in front of me is bright, the bathtub is warm, and the boy who sees colorful soap bubbles for the first time.

Then an old man appeared in the shadows, and in an instant, he appeared in front of him.

What kind of dream is this?

The old man looked at the boy in the bathtub, and from the dirty bed in the orphanage to the luxurious hotel bathtub, the boy looked like a clay doll.

The old man stretched out his hand to wipe the boy's face clean, and looked at it lightly: "Sure enough, he looks like a cursed fox, the gods are insufficient, the life palace is difficult, the bad officials are miscellaneous, he can't live to be in his twenties, and if he encounters something, he must die, just call him the demon fox from today onwards, the destiny of heaven is blessed, to what extent you can do it, it still depends on yourself......

That was the first time I met an old man, how old was I back then?

The demon fox can't remember.

The soap bubbles around him began to burst, the warm light shone on his body, and the third dream came extraordinarily warm, quieting Su Wei, who was in the dream and had completely forgotten that she was dreaming.

Another woman, who seemed to be the same person as the bride in the first dream.

She was holding the boy, full of loving tenderness, but she seemed to be wiping tears again: "Peace, peace, mother doesn't want you to be martial arts in the future, and I don't want you to be rich in the future, I just ask for the blessing of heaven, so that you can survive this catastrophe and be safe for a lifetime......"

A man appeared, hugged the woman, and said in a low but firm tone: "With me here, it doesn't hurt if she comes, fight to pieces, I will also protect An'er......"

Peaceful......

Demon Fox ......

Weiwei, Weiwei......

The shouts sounded in her ears, and Su Wei finally woke up, and the three dreams were blurred, as if she could remember anything, but she couldn't seem to remember anything.

Calling her was Master Miaozhen, this is Chang'an Temple, Fang Baichuan and Nanshan Ke were standing anxiously aside, an old man holding a boiling water cup in his hand, and an old man holding a few packs of Chinese medicine in his arms.

Su Wei rubbed her head and hurriedly sat up: "Ah, I can't even remember how I got to you!"

Master Miaozhen sighed: "You are here when you lose your soul, the two senior brothers of Fang Nan are frightened, and they call me over, and I am helpless." ”

Su Wei stretched: "It's okay, I'm just too tired, by the way, what time is it?"

"...... at 9 o'clock"

Su Wei turned over and got out of bed: "There is still an hour before the Bon Festival, I have to prepare, I don't know if it's too late." ”

Fang Baichuan came over to support her: "Weiwei, don't worry, whether this Obon meeting can be opened today, it's not necessarily, the logistics city has been surrounded by the military, and it is a special operations brigade from northern Xinjiang......"

Nanshan Ke also said: "The Heavenly Wolf of the Western Regions, the combat strength can enter the top three in China, this time I came to the real one, I see, the major families of the Bon Fair, I'm afraid it's going to be cold, and that Mo girl may have been arrested now." ”

Su Wei was a little dazed: "Isn't it, it's cold?"

Master Miaozhen forced her to lie on the bed and looked at her worriedly: "Weiwei, how much geomagnetic power have you used these days? ”

Su Wei was taken aback: "Is it so serious?"

Master Miaozhen took a mirror from the side and hesitated for a moment before handing it to her: "Take a look for yourself." ”

Su Wei raised the mirror tremblingly, well, Miss Su's skin in the mirror was still so beautiful, but the hair, the color of the hair startled her.

Silver-gray textured hair, which has fallen down to the shoulders, has not been taken care of these days, and has grown rapidly.

"I didn't dye my hair...... Su Wei muttered, "Is it a night of gray hair?"

Don't say it, the color of the hair now is very similar to the color of the white eagle's new feathers.

Su Wei held her face, extremely uneasy at this time: "Am I in danger of losing my life?

Master Miao Zhen and Fang Baichuan Nanshan couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you still laughing......" Su Wei was annoyed: "I'm not so careful, just a little thing to force myself to have gray hair?"

Master Miaozhen shook his head and came over with a smile: "You stupid girl, scare yourself, you are now changing color with your hair, in fact, it may be a good thing." ”

Su Wei didn't understand.

Master Miao Zhen touched her hair: "The color of human hair is related to cytochrome, which is related to the content of trace elements, and the so-called trace elements, in the eyes of our practitioners, are breath. ”

Nanshanke touched his chin: "Innate gossip, yin and yang harmony, there are eight kinds of breaths of heaven and earth, wind and thunder, water and volcanoes, all the elements and breaths in the world are contained in these eight kinds, Weiwei, the color of your hair is because the breath is pure to a certain extent, plus the changes in the metal elements brought about by your use of the power of geomagnetism, it has become like this." ”

Su Wei still didn't understand, Fang Baichuan said simply: "That is to say, your cultivation has improved again, the highest realm of refining qi and transforming gods, and the void strength can be expected, and now it should be the top level of soft strength, surpassing a few of us old guys." ”

Su Wei let out a sigh: "In this way, the hair color is related to cultivation, wonderful." ”

Fang Baichuan became serious: "But your breath has improved too quickly, now you have three breaths in your body, not to mention the power of geomagnetism, the two natural breaths are water and fire in the eight great breaths, these two breaths have the power to restrain each other, every time you use the power of earth magnetism, it will cause changes in the other two breaths......"

Su Wei thought of the situation when she used the nine-character sword seal technique twice: "Master Fang, what if I use a stronger technique, will it damage my heart?"

Fang Baichuan touched his beard: "Your breath has the ability to protect itself, but if you force yourself to use exercises that exceed the load of your body, you may be crippled, with a huge breath in the air, but without good physical support, it is equivalent to a crippled robot full of energy......"

This metaphor made Su Wei understand it completely.

Several people were still comforting Su Wei, Fang Baichuan and Nanshanke's mobile phones vibrated together, and the two elders took out their mobile phones and looked at each other, all of them showed a look of confusion.

"What's wrong?" Su Wei vaguely knew something.

Sure enough, the two elders said together: "The combat brigade has retreated to the periphery of the logistics city and let go of a road, it seems that this Obon meeting is inevitable!"

They had already walked outside, talking in low voices. Master Miaozhen stared blankly at the outside of the house, and after a leisurely sigh, he whispered to Su Wei: "Get ready, wait a while, let's go together." ”

"Master, are you going too?" Su Wei was surprised.

Master Miaozhen turned his head and smiled bitterly: "The children are gone, can I still sit here and chant......

Su Wei got up and looked at the only sutra in the room, not a Buddhist scripture, nor a Tao Te Ching, but the "Huang Ting Sutra"!

The Huang Ting Sutra, the Sutra of the Daomen Neidan Technique, is not the desireless and undesired of the Buddhist scriptures, nor the inaction and calm of the Tao Te Ching, this is simply a domineering method for cultivating the Inner Dan.

Master Miaozhen is practicing here, not reciting the Taoist Sutra to calm her mind, but she is painstakingly cultivating Neidan martial arts......

Su Wei shook her head, she couldn't see clearly, she couldn't understand it, it turned out that it was still this female Taoist priest......