Boundless darkness emerged, Fang Xing kept walking, floating in a muddy way, he didn't know if the direction was right, and he didn't know if the darkness had an end, he just walked numbly.

Because if you don't stay where you are, I'm afraid you won't have a chance.

.........

The top of Mount Tai.

A large, colorless barrier stood above the clouds, with a wooden hut in the center of the barrier.

The hut hovers over a thousand meters above the top of Mount Tai. There is a courtyard outside, a pastoral garden, a bamboo forest and a small pond flowing water, which has the characteristics of garden seclusion.

Provided, of course, that this hut is suspended at an altitude of several thousand meters.

At this time, Fang Xing's body was floating in the hut, and a white-bearded old man was sitting cross-legged in front of the bed, half-squinting.

The dreammaker was dressed in a fairy robe, his silver hair was hanging down, as dazzling as three thousand galaxies, and his beard was gray, about ten inches long, slightly curled.

He was holding a stick in his hand, and there were many white wires hanging down at the end of the stick, like the Taishang Laojun in Journey to the West.

"Don't you have anything to say?" The dreamer spoke lightly, and the voice came from all directions, more vivid than the most advanced 5D holographic infinite surrounding.

No one answered, and the room was quiet, except for the dreamer, only Fang Xing's corpse.

"I know you're awake, didn't I say that. Don't expose yourself before the time comes! "The dreamer is still unwavering.

"He was dying."

Fang Xing's eyes were closed, and his lips moved slightly. But the sound that came out was the voice of another person.

"He still had his cards, and even if you didn't make a move, he wouldn't die. And if you make a move, it is very likely that those powers will sense it, and all our arrangements will be burned. ”

"Even if he dies and his soul is still gone, I am sure that I will bring him back to life."

The dreamer's voice couldn't hear the joy and anger, but Fang Xing knew that the dreamer was already angry.

"He's me, I'm him, what's wrong with me helping him when his life is at stake? Do you have to do it like this every time? He's been turned into a corpse! Fang Xing said calmly.

"If I hadn't stopped you temporarily, you'd have come out again."

"Yes."

"You may not know that if you come out, you and him will be completely hopeless. This is simply a trick by the Holy Maiden to test you. ”

"Just kill her, I don't care."

"With this kid's physical fitness, how much strength do you think you can exert? I can guarantee that as long as you have come up before, you will be the one who dies. ”

When the dreamer said this, he finally fluctuated, and said earnestly: "I know your strength, after all, I have also observed you for three years. You're progressing at the fastest rate I've ever seen.

But you must know that you are not the main soul, you are just a secondary soul derived from the main soul's sleep, you are much stronger than the main soul, but there is one thing that we can never change, only the main soul can activate the bloodline in his body. ”

Fang Xing was silent and did not speak.

"I know it's not fair to you, but there's really not much time left for us." The Dream Maker sighed.

"I know, but the contract we signed was that as long as the main soul's life was in danger, I would come out and save him, and then give me three days of freedom."

"I can give you time, but not now, the passage between the human realm and the Shura realm has been opened, and as long as your breath leaks a little, it is possible that it will be sensed by those giants in the demon world."

"I can help you seal your breath for a month, and you have to promise me one condition."

"You say."

"From now on, you can only save the main soul when it is in danger of annihilation, and you can't come out without my permission for the rest of the time."

"Okay."

.........