Twelve years of Zhenwu. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoFu Yanwu has been practicing in Bumen for two years.

Except for dreaming of Qin Che when she first entered the Divination Gate, she didn't dream again for two years. At that time, Master Bunian saw that she was uneasy, so he said that he was Qin Che to measure the characters. Fu Yanwu casually wrote the word "female". The master explained it like this at the time: Baoyu canopy, there are women for safety, and there are no women for Ding. No matter how you calculate it, you don't have the word tranquility.

Fu Yanwu practiced with peace of mind, and so far the spirit body has achieved a little success, and the Yingluo on his chest is even more brilliant.

"Wu'er, you don't have enough aura now, and your spiritual eyes are not fully opened, I'm afraid you will have to stay in the illusion for a year."

Fu Yanwu hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Master Bunian sighed: "If Wu'er had lived here since she was a child, her aura would be enough." ”

Fu Yanwu remembered that her grandmother had said that the master had mentioned letting her live in the temple very early on, and asked, "Master, when I was a child, you said that I should live in the temple, why is this?" ”

"At that time, the teacher calculated that you and Ying were not injured in the life, so I wanted you to live in Hanshan Temple for a long time, so that I could watch it."

Fu Yanwu suddenly realized, it turned out that it was to protect Ying Wuxian, so she said.

Master must have loved him very much in the past, and he should be unharmed, and speaking of which, he is also his senior brother. Now, the person he loves the most has become the one who has to be killed, and Master doesn't know how much pain he feels in his heart.

"When your eyes are fully opened, you will be able to enter the dream world anytime and anywhere. Come, stretch out your finger and put it on the sand table. ”

Fu Yanwu looked at it, and the master didn't know when to make a sand table, how it seemed to be magical.

"Master, how did you come up with this?"

"When you have enough aura, you can also take things in the illusion."

Fu Yanwu puffed out his cheeks and stretched out his fingers to put them in the sand table. "Oh."

"Ask the question you want to divinate in your heart, and then sink into the dantian with no distractions."

Fu Yanwu has always been concerned about Qin Che's safety, so he asked in his heart: Is Ning Ping safe and sound?

After a moment, she felt that her fingers were infused with a magical power, and she actually moved on the sand table by herself.

When the force receded, Yanwu opened his eyes, and there was the word "An" on the sand table.

"Now believe it, right? This is your own divination, and it is the same as the result of Master's divination. ”

Fu Yanwu suddenly felt incredible. The art of helping the beggar, this can be done, she is asking herself. Clapped his hands again and again: "Master, Master, Wu'er knows divination, wow, it's amazing." ”

Master Bunian was amused, "Because you don't want to learn the art of divination, you can only turn yourself into a spirit body and use yourself for divination." ”

"Master, Wu'er doesn't want to learn, Wu'er can't learn that. Those eight-character fortune tellers or something, I can't memorize them. ”

"You, you really don't have that tendon. It is estimated that the same is true, God gave you the fate of Mengbu. However, although you have become a spirit body, but out of the illusion, the aura will be consumed very quickly, if you encounter some small things, don't waste spiritual power divination. ”

"I obeyed. Money should be used on the blade, Wu'er understands. ”

Master Bunian laughed again, "Wu'er is really a little money fan." ”

"Master, when I go down the mountain, I will expand Puju's business, and add a few delicious vegan dishes when the time comes, Master will come and don't need money, just eat as much as you want."

Master Bunian stroked his beard and laughed. "Go out and have a look for the teacher, and you can cultivate here well."

Fu Yanwu remembered the Fu Ping just now, and had an idea: It's better to try what the master said and enter other people's dreams.

Silently called out to his grandmother, and then looked at his nose and nose.

Suddenly, Yingluo moved. A bright light flashed, and Fu Yanwu's spirit arrived at Songhe Hall.

Yanwu called softly: "Grandmother, grandmother." ”

Mrs. Feng was lying in bed taking a nap, and when she heard the sound of smoke, she hurriedly opened her eyes.

"Grandmother, the smoke is fine, don't worry about it. It's just that the granddaughter can't go back to accompany you now. Master said that I had not yet completed my studies and asked me to stay for another year. The master gave Yan'er a name and said that she would call me Fu Yanwu in the future. Now my granddaughter is looking at you in a dream, I don't know how long I can stay, you can hug me. ”

The old lady was stunned and took Fu Yanwu into her arms and stroked her little furry head.

The heart says, this body is warm, how can it be a dream?

When I felt that my arms were empty, I looked at it again, and Fu Yanwu had disappeared.

The old lady was in a hurry, and woke up. Seeing himself lying on the bed, he was sure that it was indeed a dream. It seems that what Yan'er said is true, she has learned the secret method of Bumen, and she can give herself dreams.

Surprised in his heart, he shouted, "Mama Fang." ”

Mama Fang ran to the bedside, wondering why the old lady was full of joy. "The slave is here."

"In the future, remember to remind me that Miss San's previous name should not be used, and Yan'er's name has been changed to Fu Yanwu. Find out the genealogy and replace the name with this. ”

The old lady was busy finding out Fu Yanwu's birth post, family tree, and the enshrinement plate in front of the Buddha to change the name, and she was very busy. Fortunately, the third lady is a girl's family, and there are few people to see, and the previous boudoir name is not used much.

And on Fu Yanwu's side, a light of light summoned her spirit back.

She was overjoyed that she had successfully entered other people's dreams, and she just wanted to tell Master quickly.

After waiting for a long time, Master Bunian returned with a solemn face, and brought back Mingyue.

Yan Wu is puzzled, doesn't it say that people who are not in the sect are not allowed to enter the illusion realm? How did Mingyue get in.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"I watched the face of the bright moon before the teacher, and I was fine for three years. But when he went out to see Mingyue just now, his face was blank and he couldn't see anything. ”

Yanwu hurriedly asked, "What does this mean?" ”

Master Bunian pondered for a moment, and said uneasily: "I'm afraid that I should be unharmed to appear, and there are variables in the world." ”

Then, he looked at Fu Yanwu carefully, looked at it for a long time, and exclaimed: "It's not good, your face has also disappeared." ”

"Master, what does it mean that the face disappears?"

"Just like you use the spiritual eye, the master uses divination for divination. In addition to mind reading, seeing faces is Master's greatest skill, and what Master's eyes see is a map, and if there is a disaster or good fortune, there will be different marks on the face. Now, both you and Mingyue have empty faces. ”

Yanwu was stunned when he heard this, "Could it be that the divination has disappeared?" ”

The palm of the master was spread out, and a silver needle with the thickness of a hair lay in the palm of his hand out of thin air. "No, the divination is still there. It's that the way of heaven has changed, or rather, Dafeng's fortune is changing, so I can't see the future fate. ”

Fu Yanwu immediately understood, now everyone has become the authorities, and everyone's every move is affecting the fate of the future.

The fate is undecided, so the master cannot be predicted.

She looked at Mingyue, who had fainted, "Master, how did Mingyue enter the illusion?" ”

Master Bunian frowned and let out a "hmm", then "poof" and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Don't scare the wreck. Fu Yanwu hurriedly helped the master to sit on the ground, and every time the master vomited blood, he had to meditate to heal his injuries.

"As a teacher, you must use spiritual power to seal his five senses, otherwise he will disappear from the illusion."

"Master, don't waste your spiritual power, I can bring him into my dreams."

"No, no, you have to accumulate spiritual energy quickly before you can open your spiritual eyes to save the common people. I'm afraid that Dafeng will have another disaster. Don't forget, what you promised Master is to clear the portal for Master. ”

Fu Yanwu listened to the master's last words as if he had confessed his last words, his nose was so sore that he couldn't do it, and tears flowed out instantly. Tears fell on Mingyue's body, and Mingyue's body seemed to be surrounded by a cloud of mist.

As soon as the master's heart was relieved, he immediately withdrew his spiritual power. After a quarter of an hour, his complexion finally eased.

"Master, you're scared me to death." (To be continued.) )