"It's... Isn't this the stone that Qiao Liangyan gave me?" He Yue asked as he looked at Qiao Xuebin suspiciously. After thinking about it, Zheng Ergou deliberately asked two sentences about this stone just now, could it be that he secretly brought it out?

The puzzled gaze turned to Zheng Ergou's face, whose expression was a little embarrassed, Qiao Xuebin said, "I don't know where my younger brother got this stone. But it's a real gem. There is a power that even I can't understand at the moment. Its identity is precious, and it is the remnant of the stone used by Nuwa to mend the sky in ancient times. The reason why you have a strong feeling is that Zheng Ming is near the treasury. It's because you've been in contact with the Heaven Replenishing Stone Relic for a long time, and you've already sensed it in your body. ”

"You know what that means? Not everybody is capable of this kind of sensing. Within a month, a state of self-cultivation arises in your body. Your muscles and veins have been completely opened, and you are only one step away, refining the technique to open the dantian prohibition, thus urging the muscles and veins of the whole body, and you will be a real qi refining cultivator. The path you will take by that time has also been walked by Archmage Sendao. ”

Zheng Ergou had already transmitted Heyue's current situation to Qiao Xuebin, he glanced at Zheng Ergou, and then added, "However, the cultivation path you have taken is fundamentally different from that of Sen Dao. ”

"Wait, Gongzi Qiao, you, what is your identity?" He Yue's feelings now are very complicated, and it is difficult to explain in words. It's like the urge to have a lot of forgotten memories that want to come to mind, and the desire to fall asleep immediately. Although she tried her best to understand Qiao Xuebin's words, she still didn't understand them at all. Only comprehended one point, without her knowing, there seemed to be a certain amount of cultivation in her body?

Zheng Ergou and Qiao Xuebin glanced at each other, and Qiao Xuebin nodded. Zheng Ergou stood up and took a step forward, and Qiao Xuebin gently uncorked the bottle a little. Zheng Ergou said in a low voice, "Miss, do you remember this sentence? A cultivator will definitely go through three processes—refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods into voids, and turning voids into reality. After that, only those who are lucky can embark on the path of immortality......"

"She's a little into the groove, what are you going to do next?" He Yue nodded subconsciously. For a moment, she felt that this sentence was very familiar, but at the same time, reason told her that something was wrong. There were all sorts of expressions on her face.

And Qiao Xuebin, who had already known the powerful effect of this Nan Ke Lu in advance, had already transported the true breath in his body to resist the increasingly strong aroma in the house. Zheng Ergou was not affected due to his special physique. He sat cross-legged behind the stone table, his mouth muttering words, his expression becoming a little tired. From the right arm to the left arm, there were bursts of convulsions.

"Nan Kelu, put two drops in my mouth. Young Master Qiao, Dafa is about to be completed next, listen... Listen to me, don't use your true breath to resist Nan Kelu's skills; You can see in our dreams the man who asked me to get close to the eldest lady... You, you have to be careful not to let him find your tracks... He's a moody man, and he doesn't necessarily listen to you....."

Zheng Ergou was panting, sweating profusely on the top of his head. A strong smell brews in the bedroom at the same time.

"Who is this?" "This is Shizun!" "Yue'er, have you memorized the book you memorized yesterday?" "Where is this..."

"Silver Creek", noon.

He Yue opened his eyes in a daze. It's like I've been asleep for a long time. She felt a strange touch on her face, rubbed against the soft grass on the ground, yawned, and strained herself to her feet.

"Apprentice...", a voice from behind him, old and kind, suddenly made He Yue's body freeze.

In the forest in front of him, a shirtless young man walked straight over, and when he saw her, he showed a flowing smile.

Before he spoke, He Yue suddenly seemed to think of something, let out a long breath, and said a little tiredly, "It's you, Brother Ergou." ”

"Are you tired?" A little blue bird with a crooked beak suddenly flew over the branch, stopped on Zheng Ergou's shoulder for a moment, and then flew away into the distance. He approached Heyue and asked softly, rarely becoming serious.

"It feels weird... I just felt like I was in a dream. In my dream, I said a lot to myself, I couldn't believe it, and I felt... Well, the things I've depicted have happened before. ”

"Is he my master?" He Yue leaned closer to the smiling Zheng Ergou and whispered, pointing behind him.

Zheng Ergou gently put his arm on her shoulder, "You can just look at it..."

He Yue slowly turned around under the guidance of Brother Ergou. First of all, the familiar and unfamiliar scenery of the silver stream came into her sight little by little—the flowers and plants on both sides of the bank were fragrant, the trees were shady, and the stream was still flowing, as if it had not been polished into a mirror. When her whole body turned, panic took the place of a pleasant feeling.

"Don't be afraid... I'm here, and Master is watching you somewhere here, so there's nothing to be afraid of. Zheng Ergou hugged He Yue, who wanted to run back after just one glance, and comforted.

The person in front of him was not the owner of the old voice. It's the other, Heyue who looks exactly the same as himself!

It's just that her face is so pale, and she seems to be a little angry...

"Zheng Ming, you are so bold..."He Yue stared at her face in horror for a long time. After a long time, the pale-faced girl slowly spat out such a sentence. And then... She ran into the woods and was soon gone.

He Yue didn't speak in Zheng Ming's arms, not knowing what he was thinking. Zheng Ergou had a firm expression on his face and protected her tightly. The little blue bird with its crooked beak came back and hovered above the two of them, but He Yue didn't notice him at all.

When the girl came out of the woods again, her face was ruddy, as if she had drunk two whites. But she kept having an inexplicable smile on her face, and she was a little flustered when she saw it. When she came out of the woods, she didn't know what was humming in her mouth, and even danced briskly in place.

He Yue suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, he couldn't remember all the things he was thinking about just now, and he only felt a surge of fear. Zheng Ergou seemed to see her panic, and put his left hand on her cheek, "Don't be afraid... Don't be afraid—" He kept repeating the phrase, but He Yue didn't notice.

"It's so hot! Your hand..."As soon as Zheng Ergou's hand was pasted, He Yue suddenly felt that the left side of his face was very hot. Zheng Ergou's hand seemed to have a flame. She struggled hard, but no matter what, Zheng Ergou remained unmoving. The burning sensation on her face made her snort softly. Zheng Ergou put down his hand at this time and took out a bronze mirror in the pocket of her dress.

As soon as Zheng Ergou opened it, He Yue was surprised to find that his face was extremely pale, and he was... She looked up, only to see that the silly girl was staring at them, as if she had been watching them for a long time...

Her face was as pale as the self she had before she ran into the woods......

The silly girl suddenly shouted, "Brother Ergou!". He Yue watched her rush towards her, and at this time, Zheng Ergou took her whole person into his arms and ran faster and faster towards the innocent girl in the white skirt who danced lightly, and the crooked blue bird hovering in the air swooped down at an astonishing speed, hooking Zheng Ergou's hair with two paws...

Her pupils dilated, dilated, until the girl laughed and waved her hands through them, and was left behind, she saw a new scene, but a familiar scene.

It turns out that this is not only an illusory dream, but also a real existence, reality...

The old body, the Taoist book that was urged by Zheng Ergou every day;

the alley where they used to wander together, the kite that was put into the tree by themselves every time;

Those sugar gourds that can't be eaten enough, those street performances that can't be enjoyed no matter how much you look at them...

There are also deep memories, the street is full of lanterns, and a kind of food called, "Lantern Festival"; also, that day Zheng Ergou brought over, a large bag of sparkling, unique shape of gems, I heard him say that this thing is called Lingshi, very precious, he was deceived from an old unlucky man's pocket...

"You get it? We're here every day. This month, but we spent two months. He is your master, he is amazing, although you are only a registered disciple, and during this time, brother, I have been teaching you how to become a Qi refining cultivator. Although more, haha, it's to accompany you girl to have a good time in this Bogu County. ”

"Here, you call me Brother Ergou. How close we are, and the other half of the time, you just call me by my name. Even so, you are actually very good to the villain, I know it..."

"Are these realities or dreams?"

"It's reality, but it's from one dream after another. ”

"It's like the magic trick he showed me the day I first met the bad old man; Right?"

"Do you remember the nickname I told you about him..."At this moment, together with He Yue, Zheng Ergou, who didn't know where he was, smiled, "The eldest lady is the smartest." I think it's time to explain something to you. ”

"But for now, let's go. ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go home. ”

It was like being pumped ashore from 10,000 meters of seabed, and He Yue's feeling was really uncomfortable. I retched, but I couldn't spit anything. "Next time, if you still have such a deep dream memory, you can get used to it, Miss. A voice came from his ear that was getting lower and lower. He Yue opened her eyes a little strangely.

The light rushed into the eyes, causing a brief moment of darkness. She found herself lying on the ground, and Zheng Ergou, standing on her left, had a very surprised expression on her face.

He Yue rubbed his eyes and followed his gaze: an extremely rare eagle in Blackwater City, with black and gold embedded throughout, should be a golden eagle, but the beak is crooked. He stood on the side of the head of the Silver Creek Bridge, his wings spread like a full bow, but he did not move.

On the other side of the bridge, a snow-white egret was more than three times the size of the golden eagle! Her eyes were full of eyelids, and she was slowly walking towards the golden eagle, with a murderous aura, which even He Yue could feel.

Zheng Ergou's face turned pale, he didn't understand why there was such an uninvited guest in his dream creation Dafa!

The crooked-beaked golden eagle, the original crooked-beaked blue bird, are all images that Qiao Xuebin explained to him that he might become in his dreams. But, where is this blind egret sacred?

But there is no doubt about one thing, this murderous egret must have come to find trouble! Moreover, being able to enter the Dafa of their dream clan without being discovered by the spellcaster is a little shocking to think about this strength!

"Miss, you... Hurry up and hide in the woods!"

Zheng Er's legs were weak, he knew that he couldn't retreat now, and Qiao Xuebin was still confronting this ghost egret. You can only hurry up and let Heyue run first, and then improvise.