The green passage goes down, and at regular intervals there is a permanent lamp with fireflies as the wick, and at the end of the stairs there is a deep long path that is endless, and the walls on both sides make a strange sound from time to time, which is terrifying.

It is impossible for people to daydream for no reason, it is not so much a deep sleep as an illusion, and the fragments that flash in my mind reveal the mystery of the secret passage of the Mowu Temple, which is by no means accidental, but a soul wedge phenomenon.

The so-called soul wedge, that is, the "wedge" generated by the resentful spirit in the outside world reproduces everything that happened before the resentful spirit was alive, and it is a dream conveyed by the dead to the living, and the soul wedge generated by the resentful spirit with strong resentment can even erode the human body, and if it is not resisted, it will definitely die violently.

The secret passage deep into the ground was filled with powerful soul wedges, and it didn't take long for them to develop symptoms similar to those of Wang Zhaolin, and in order to resist the invasion of illusion dreams, they had to concentrate on protecting their bodies with spiritual power.

Gui Xun'er had only learned about the appearance of the soul wedge from ancient books, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful, and it took most of the spiritual power to condense the protective wall to barely hold on. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that this is not an ordinary wraith, and legend has it that the souls of the dragons can create the most powerful soul wedges.

Wang Zhaolin's expression looked hesitant and helpless, and finally he made up his mind to stop: "Everyone, please listen to me, maybe we should leave here." ”

Suddenly, everyone stopped, turned their heads and looked at Wang Zhaolin suspiciously, Yu Na looked a little angry, and took the lead in speaking: "We finally got here, not to mention that in order to find the Dreadnought Sword, the priest's life and death are still uncertain, and I will not give up." ”

"It has always been my ambition to fulfill my father's unfulfilled wishes, but I may be wrong about my father's original intention, the secret way to seal the Dreadnought Sword has actually been found by him a long time ago, why not retrieve the Dreadnought Sword?" Wang Zhaolin raised his lowered head and said lightly, "I think the only reason is for the sake of the common people in the world, he knows that those who are plotting to get the death will definitely bring disaster to the world, and we can't do it for our own selfish desires and harm all sentient beings." ”

When Gui Xun'er heard him say this, her sneer was mixed with deep ridicule and ridicule: "Righteousness and strictness, the head is the way, and there is no ruffian at all, but have you thought about it? What does this world have to do with you, and what does it have to do with us? Who doesn't want to live an ordinary life quietly?"

"If you feel the need to continue this commission, please continue, I am willing to withdraw, and I will explain the situation to the leader of the Crimson Moon Adventure Guild at that time. Wang Zhaolin looked indifferent.

"Boss, that's not good! Didn't you say you were going to use the pay......

Lu Juji was about to continue, but Wang Zhaolin grabbed his neck with his arm and pulled him aside: "Stupid! ”

"Of course Xiao Yin is important, didn't you say that you would wait for her to come back?" Lu Juji couldn't help but clench his fists.

"But it's been two years, if she really likes me, she should have come back a long time ago, maybe she has a new love outside and forgot about me. ”

"Nonsense...... She's not that kind of person. Lu Juji's nails sank into the flesh.

"Hey...... Anyway, the matter of marriage is decided by the second uncle, how much he is hiding from me is only clear to him, until today I realized that my real name is 'Lin Zhao', a good descendant of the Lin family, maybe I have been used by others and I don't know. ”

Wang Zhaolin couldn't hide his expression of wanting to laugh wildly but helplessly, the cold blade was against his neck, he let go of Lu Juji, and didn't want to pay attention to Gui Xun'er behind him at all.

"That's right, we've been using you all along, and the Dreadnought Sword is one of the seven artifacts, and Father Priest never intended to give it to anyone. Now that I've come to this point, I've had to poke open the window paper and speak, and it's up to me to decide whether you can leave or not. ”

Yuna shook her head, knowing that she couldn't persuade Gui Xun'er at this moment, but fortunately, Wang Zhaolin's attitude was not as resolute as before.

"I'm the only direct descendant of King Linyun in the world, without me, you wouldn't be able to find out the whereabouts of the Dreadnought Sword, for the sake of the days we have known, it's okay to help you, but can you put away the girl's sword. ”

"Okay, I hope you can do what you say. The Qixu sword was unsheathed, and Gui Xun'er walked down the secret passage without looking back.

At the end of the secret passage is a narrow suspension bridge for two people to pass side by side, and the other side of the wooden bridge is not in sight, surrounded by white mist, and under the bridge is a deep pool.

Stepping on the wooden bridge, the sound of sizzling accompanied by a desolate mournful cry came from under the feet, as if there were flames burning under the deep pool, and the hot temperature could be felt through the wooden planks, the fog sometimes condensed, sometimes dispersed, an invisible force controlled their shape, as if there was life, watching every move of the four people on the bridge.

The deep pool is connected to the underground river of Qishui, and the claustrophobic space makes countless dragon souls and resentful spirits gather here, resulting in a powerful soul wedge phenomenon, and the destruction of the country makes countless souls angry, and scenes of illusionary dreams begin to flash in front of their eyes.

As time passed, they seemed to return to the most glorious period of the Qishui Dragon Palace, with bazaars, merchants, vendors, children playing, groups of young men and women, and officials who came to court with a large number of gifts.

It must be a festive holiday, Yuna thought.

In a trance, everything changes in an instant. Turning into a divine black, she brought Yuna to the palace, where she saw a loving father holding a baby in her arms, and the child's mother lying on the bed dying. The soldiers who were arraigned outside the court looked frightened and uneasy.

Holy Lord, leave me alone, take the child away, she is the last hope of our dragon clan.

Madam, how can you tell me to leave you alone?

Saint, we don't have much time, the human race is about to come in, I have exhausted all the essence and blood to continue the child's life for a thousand years, you seal the child in the cold box, no one will find out, after a thousand years, she will definitely be our dragon clan......

The woman's hand collapsed at the head of the bed and was out of breath, and the father, holding back his grief, rushed out with the baby in his arms, with a gray-white flame behind him......

No......

Yuna screamed and regained consciousness, and then she realized that the gray-white flame was actually real, and the gray-white flame in the dream just now had extended to reality.

At present, their situation is very dangerous, the crazy burning gray and white flames are forcing the center of the wooden bridge from all sides, and only Yuna is the only one who wakes up from the dream, and the other three people have their eyes closed, and they are falling on the bridge and tumbling, and their mouths let out a mournful cry, as if they have been mercilessly burned by the flames.

Yuna tried to wake them up, but as soon as she got closer, a powerful force bounced her away, and she looked anxious as the flames approached.

Rosewood once said that the soul wedge produced by the dragon soul resentment is extraordinary, and if the person invaded by the illusion can't wake up, he will not be saved, the problem is that the Tao is much higher than her own Rosewood Er can't resist the illusion, what should she do?

At this moment, all the mist and flames blended together, condensed into a dark gray dragon, and let out a deafening roar, and everywhere the dragon soul looked at the three people who were in agony. In an instant, the anger was surging to the sky, and the resentment was even worse, burning towards Youna, who was sitting on the ground.

However, in Yuna's despair, the orange round spar on her chest suddenly emitted a dazzling light, forming a powerful enchantment to resist the resentful fire spewed out by the dragon soul, and after the orange light dissipated, the crystal turned into a dull white, and she also lost consciousness.

Yuna couldn't remember what happened later, as if she had a strange dream, she stood in a white crystal room, and through the crystal glass of the room, she saw a woman who looked exactly like her holding a staff and fighting with a dragon spirit, and witnessed the woman relying on a staff to suck the dragon soul into this room.

Facing the breathless dragon soul breath in the trapped room, and the woman outside the crystal room, Yuna had a splitting headache.

No...... That's not me...... That can't be me...... My name is Yuna, and I don't cast any spells.

In the haze, someone was calling her name again, and Yuna couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams, until the pain came from her cheeks.

"Cortana, are you alright? Wake up......"

Slowly opening her eyes, Youna finally regained consciousness, and took a look at Gui Xun'er, who was holding her up, and the two of them were Wang Zhaolin and Lu Juji, who were healing with luck on the side.

"What the hell is going on? What's wrong with me?" Yu Na looked dazed, and Wang Zhaolin and Lu Juji, who had just met her eyes, looked respectful.

"You saved all of us, and even I didn't wake up from the dream, how did you do that?" said Rose's voice, though calm, with doubts in her heart.

Yuna noticed that the orange hedron on her chest had regained its original color, apparently changing color before she lost consciousness. She thought for a moment, picked up the spar and showed it to Gui Xun'er: "It saved us, this spar has a powerful power that freed me from my dream." ”

Gui Xun'er glanced at this spar and suddenly realized: "I can't imagine that a priest who covets treasures actually didn't steal this dream stone when he saved you, this is one of the ancient relics, it has the ability to absorb and break dreams, any illusory thing that approaches this thing for a moment or three, will be sucked into it for its main drive." ”

"The dragon soul that created the dream just now......"

"It should have been sealed in this dream stone a long time ago, in short, you can keep this thing for self-defense, what impression do you have about its origin?" Seeing that Yuna shook her head in denial, Gui Xun'er pondered for a while, "Doubt! You don't know any spells at all, and you have to drive this dream stone to reach at least four layers of spell realms, could it be ......"

"I don't remember exactly...... Shall we get out of here?" a sharp pain came from Yuna's forehead.

When they were recuperated, the fog around the suspension bridge had completely dissipated, but fortunately the luggage did not fall into the deep pool because of the bump just now, all the sounds disappeared, and a huge stone arch stood on the other side of the bridge, quietly welcoming outsiders in the distance.

The traces left by the suspension rope on Yuna's palm are still faintly painful, and the abrasion marks on her body are clearly left in the battle with the dragon soul just now, and all kinds of signs indicate that it is no one else who destroys the dragon soul, it is herself.

So why is she not impressed at all......? It's another self.