I understand that the only way to distinguish between reality and dreams is to set up something that is contrary to reality, and I have to try to make it impossible for the practitioner to find out.

The master saw that I had a good understanding, and I had already made it clear what I should explain, and it was very late at this time, so the master granted me a spell to use as a way to enter and exit the Taoist dream.

Because it was the first time to enter, the master was still a little worried and stood by the side.

I wore a little wrench, lying on the bed, my eyes closed, and silently reciting the incantation.

After a while, I opened my eyes, but I still saw the master sitting on the edge of the bed, and smiled at me, "You went in?" ”

I shook my head, and the master comforted: "Don't worry, calm your mind, you will naturally be able to fall asleep, and then you can go in." ”

I nodded, now I'm a little excited, a little sleepless.

I recited the mantra for a while before I felt dazed and fell asleep.

By the time I opened my eyes, it was already dawn.

Depressed, I didn't find the trick at all last night, and I didn't enter the dream at all.

I got up and called the master to ask if there was anything else I could do.

But no one agreed, and the master might go to the vegetable garden below in the morning to choose vegetables and prepare breakfast.

So I ran to the rice field and wanted to call the master.

But there was no one in the garden below.

Only then did I notice that the river under the rice field seemed to flow from west to east.

Contrary to reality, I am now in a dream.

I really underestimated this dream. When we dream, we always feel groggy, we don't see things easily, and we don't have it easy to concentrate.

But in this dream, it is exactly the same as the Taoist Bay in reality, and all the details are complete, almost no difference. I gave myself a slap in the face and felt a burning pain in my face.

This dream is too real, no wonder before coming in, the master repeatedly instructed.

I turned to the house, and what I wanted to see most was, of course, the notes from my grandfather's codex.

I went back to the hall and found that everything was almost the same as reality, except for the portrait that was hung, and one more was actually a real Zhuangzi statue of Nanhua.

It seems that Master Zu really worships Zhuangzi.

I walked to the study next to it, and found that it was no longer "Daozang", but a lot of books on Taoism.

I can't imagine that Master Zu has lived for Taoism all his life.

And the grandfather's codex record is placed on one of the bookshelves.

When I was actually able to get in touch, I was no longer impatient.

All the books here will belong to me, and I am the heir of my grandfather.

But there are so many books, but I haven't seen the Zhuangzi scrolls that the master said.

Because I feel that the reason why Master Zu admires Zhuangzi so much is that one is the heart, and the other is the strength of Taoism, which can be seen from the illusion described by the master.

It's just that in this dazzling array of Taoist books, I didn't find those Zhuangzi ancient scrolls, didn't Master Zu put them here?

Or could the scrolls only be passed down by word of mouth?

You can ask the master when you go back, and now look at the codex records of the grandfather.

On the wooden box outside the transcript, it was written: Taoist priest Ma Sanhao transcript.

I opened the wooden box, and the notes inside were not like stacked paper like Uncle Taishi, but ancient books worn with threads, and there were several of them.

I opened the top one, and the title page actually read: Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. The terrain is good, and the gentleman carries things with virtue.

Master Zu seems to have a special obsession with these two hexagrams.

I remember that on the map of the Hidden Land, these two sentences were also hidden.

I just don't know what they really mean.

Then I began to read the transcript, which began with the record of the ancestral master's cultivation, and there were many strange things in between, interspersed with all kinds of small Taoist techniques.

The notes were all written with a brush, and in order to prevent printing and dyeing, only one side of the page was written and the other side was blank. And each one is very thick, and I am a little impatient as I read it, and I have the idea of trying it as soon as possible.

It occurred to me that the master was still guarding my bedside, and if I stayed here like this and never woke up, would he think that I was trapped here.

I hurriedly recited the incantation, only to feel my body tremble, and I found that I was still lying on the bed, while the master was still looking at me from the side of the bed, and asked, "Did you go in this time?" ”

I nodded.

The master smiled and said, "Your comprehension is higher than mine, these books, you have to cherish and cultivate." ”

I nodded in agreement.

The master took the trouble to greet me, when practicing, I must keep in mind the "Tao Te Ching", and I must not have evil thoughts, so that I will go crazy and fall into the devil's way.

I don't know how many times I've heard these words, but knowing that the master is kind, I quickly changed the subject.

He asked the master, "Master, don't you still have the Zhuangzi scroll?" How can I not see in a dream? ”

The master replied: "I also asked your master Tai before, and your master said that when Master Zu passed it on to him, he explained that all the Taoist books were in it, and I and your master Tai are both people with shallow talents, and Master Zu may still have settings, so we didn't find out." ”

Then the master looked at the time, it was almost midnight at this time, and said to me: "You just returned to Qingshan Town today, you are also tired, rest early." This wrench has been passed to you, and you don't need to rush to see it now, and control your curiosity more. With that, he helped me put on the quilt and walked back to my room while coughing.

The master is old after all, this time I saw him, his body was obviously not as good as before, he used to be a very capable little old man, but now he is really a little weak.

Although the master has always said that I am only cultivating because of playfulness, in the end, he still believes in me and passes on the Louguan School to me.

On the other hand, he also had no choice, and there was a lack of successors to the Daomen, let alone in this mountain village.

I rolled over and was about to fall asleep, when I suddenly found that the piece of jade on my chest actually shone faintly.

Since the last time Zhao Xiaoxue was burned by the fire of hell, I have kept the jade on my chest every day, hoping that she is okay.

Now that the light is released, is it Zhao Xiaoxue?

I turned on the flashlight, took out the jade, and softly called Zhao Xiaoxue's name.

Sure enough, a puff of white smoke came out of the jade, and Zhao Xiaoxue appeared next to my bedside.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss it very much." I said jokingly.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoxue finally regained her appearance, she is still lovely, for Zhao Xiaoxue, now my feelings for her are like a little playmate, if she wants to make a joke, she will not be angry. After all, I used to bully her so much, and she tolerated a lot.

It's just that Zhao Xiaoxue looked at me and stepped back, as if she was afraid of me.

I'm still me, even if I change my life against the sky, you don't have to dislike me.

I saw Zhao Xiaoxue suddenly take my hand and write in the palm of my hand, I reacted, it was a "afraid" word.

I thought to myself, if you are afraid of me, why are you still writing in the palm of my hand?

But immediately, I realized that what she was afraid of was not me, but something around me.

Is it a small wrench?

But although the little wrench is used to drive away evil spirits, it is not too powerful, as long as it does not touch, it is fine. I took the wrench off and put it aside.

But Zhao Xiaoxue still only shook her head, her face full of fear.

Isn't it a small wrench? What is that?

It suddenly occurred to me that that little black thing was the treasure of the Mouse Mask Sect.

Could it be that Zhao Xiaoxue is afraid of this?

I took it out and put it in the palm of my hand, Zhao Xiaoxue pointed and made a throwing motion.

Sure enough, this was what she was afraid of.

Now I can't use the aura, and I can't feel whether this thing is evil or not, and how heavy it is.

It occurred to me that the rat-masked Taoist priest had said that mortals should not touch this thing. And after he knew that I was a puppet of the Gen Organization, he left instead, is there another reason, that is, he hopes that this thing will bring me misfortune?

I suddenly felt a little scared, but I was glad I didn't keep this thing at home, otherwise my family might have had trouble.

Although I am a Taoist priest and have something to do with the Gen organization, I will never allow any Taoist magic to harm my family.

I looked at this thing and couldn't help but think: I remember that this thing seems to have been in Brother Daring's relics at the beginning, so could Brother Daring's death also be related to this thing?