What cultivators are most afraid of is the demons in their hearts, and this nightmare with a hundred faces is good, and it is great to take over the divine consciousness of others one by one, and not to make yourself crazy. He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows: "Completely forgetting the past, isn't it just dead?"

"You could say that, you could say that you were a new student." "In our world, memories are the least valuable thing, otherwise Baimian would not have given birth to one self-consciousness after another."

"Dreams are a world of their own?"

"Of course. Dreams are a reflection of the real world, and they are in harmony with it."

He Lingchuan pointed around: "It's not a dream here, is it?" The Soul Mirror had said no, and he wanted to verify it again.

"Of course not. We thought this was the land of souls, the resting place of the dead!" The strange head glared, "But just now we took a closer look, and no soul country is like this. It's so weird, it's different from what we've ever been."

"Have you been to another soul country?" What does it mean, could it be that the mirror's understanding of Panlong City is also wrong?

He just asked casually, but he didn't expect to ask something strange.

"Dreams and soullands intersect by chance, and when we travel at night, we sometimes go to the soulland." The strange head rolled his gaze, "Souls are all naturally formed, and often die out naturally, without human control. But this, this..... You seem to be alive in this place!"

When it comes to the last few words, its fear is undisguised. He Lingchuan's heart moved: "Alive? How so?"

The strange head pondered for a long time, and only after He Lingchuan urged him twice did he say, "We are called by the spell master, and occasionally we have to enter the real world. The resistance to moving from fiction to reality is very strong, and not all nightmares can cross this barrier."

He Lingchuan nodded, this is understandable. The boundary between the two worlds should be very clear, otherwise everyone often visits each other, and the world will be chaotic?

"When we found you, we thought it was just an ordinary dream." Thinking of how he was pitted, the weird head was full of bitterness and grievances, "Until we wanted to transform it, we found that it didn't listen to us at all! This powerful sense of resistance is something we have only experienced in reality, after all, nightmares cannot change reality; As for the Soul Country, my deity, with its vast power, has also forcibly made partial changes to it."

Your deity has been dragged into the bottomless abyss by the guardians of this world, He Lingchuan silently swallowed this complaint.

The strength of the Nightmare of Hundred Faces is undeniable, and it can be seen just by the size and momentum of its appearance.

If the red giant shadow didn't make a move, He Lingchuan would never be able to beat it.

"This place even knows how to disguise itself and trick us in, isn't that what is alive?" The weird head added, "To be alive is to be self-conscious, to know what you have to do, you can say it's awake. How can a soul land be like this?"

This guy finally reacted and felt aggrieved. After all, He Lingchuan was not the opponent of the Hundred Faces Deity at all, but it lost without opening a single of its ultimate moves.

"So, what kind of place is this?"

The well-informed Nightmare clone could only honestly say, "I don't know. All I know is that it has a lot of malice towards us, and it's been spying on us!"

Soul Township, oh no, Panlong City has been spying on them?

He Lingchuan remembered that the first time he entered Panlong City, he also felt like he was being watched, as if he had nothing to hide under the noses of others.

The feeling was gone, but he hadn't forgotten it. Now that the nightmare is revisited, He Lingchuan also feels different.

Indeed, how can a soul land be like this? Compared to Panlong City, the soul of the Soul Mirror is as pure as a newborn baby.

What the hell is this place?

Is everything that happens here really just a retrospective of the past? He knew a little more than Nightmare, Panlong City was in the Great Square Pot.

So, are these anomalies coming from Dafang Pot?

"What do you do with this eye on your forehead?" Now the vertical pupil on its forehead is closed, and only a slit remains.

He Lingchuan has not forgotten the feeling of being stared at by these big eyes, very unhappy, like a secret in his heart

It's all the same as a voyeur.

"It can see through the deepest fears of the human heart." Nightmare licked her lips, "That's how we can transform our dreams. But strangely, you don't."

"I don't have anything?"

"I don't find true fear in you."

"Oh?" He Lingchuan scratched his head, a little smug, "Is Lao Tzu really fearless?" "Fear doesn't have to be timid, it can even come from worry and regret. All in all, there must be weaknesses in the human heart, otherwise you cultivators would not have to work hard to cultivate the state of mind and cut off three corpses to preach the Tao. But you..." The weird head looked at him with strange eyes.

"You don't have anything."

In the bottom of this man's heart, there is no fear, no worry, no anger, and no regret. There is only a little worry about abandoning it, but the worry about life and death is too vast to be embodied and used.

The weird head asked him, "What kind of monster are you?" He Lingchuan smiled bitterly.

What's the deal with being asked such a question by a monster?

Is it because the days before I crossed over were muddy and undisturbed? That's the norm for ordinary people, okay?

In his world, don't most people live like this? Work in your own post until you are half dead, and you can rest after you have successfully entered the ground.

If the mood swing is so big, how can you be a diligent screw?

He changed the subject: "Okay, for the sake of your honest answers, you can choose whether you want to live or die."

"To die, find it." He Lingchuan pointed to the Guluo tree at the water's edge. "If you want to live, find Cheng Yu for me!"

"Looking for Cheng Yu?" The strange head's eyes flashed, "I made a pact with him that as long as he didn't deal with us, we couldn't hurt him."

When dealing with this kind of monster, the sorcerer must also take good safety precautions.

"You don't need to do anything, you just find out his whereabouts for me." He Lingchuan seemed to smile, "You won't say, you can't find it, right?"

"If he doesn't summon me, I'll need his possession."

"Blood."

"Yes." The freak was much more simply this time, "But I need to rest! Now I have a weak heart, and I can't break through the barrier and locate him in reality! 「

"When?"

"For the next seven or eight days and nights, you have to offer me incense, and you'd better find me some more to eat."

"Eat?"

"It's the soul."

"Oh." He Lingchuan shook his head, "No."

Of course, there are souls in the soul town, but these are heroic spirits, I'm afraid this monster can't gnaw on it.

The strange head sighed, "It's a pity that our idol is gone, and the power of incense has been stored in it for a long time."

"Original?" He Lingchuan's heart moved, "Is it carved from wood?"

"Yes, yes, it's carved from wood under the sea." The weird head looked at him, "Did you grab it?"

He brought back some pieces of wood from the fire, and put them back to be statues of gods: "I did get some pieces from Cheng Yu, but this is the hometown of souls, uh...

But this thing is left in reality, so it shouldn't be able to bring it into the Coiling Dragon Dream Realm....... right?

"Bring it, of course you can bring it in!"

He Lingchuan tried to dig it into his arms, but he really took out a cloth bag.

When you open it, isn't it a fragment of a god inside?

The monster shouted, "Give me, give me!"

He Lingchuan grabbed the bag in his hand, checked it and said, "You can recover after eating these?"

"Yes! It's enough to recover half of the year, and find someone for you."

The more anxious it was, the more calm He Lingchuan became: "Then let's make a contract first."

lest this monster not give him a good job.

Nightmare couldn't, so he had to swear a poisonous oath to him, saying that if he dared to disobey Yang and Yin, harm He Lingchuan, or even prevaricate him casually, he would definitely be devoured by a hundred insects and suffer to death.

It didn't know what the worm was, and was secretly glad that it was just a toothache spell, but saw a few wisps of pale red smoke flying from the south, not at first glance

No matter how eye-catching, sometimes it suddenly condenses red in the air, but then it spreads out again.

As soon as they arrived, the sound of strange heads sounded in the air.

What he had just said was replayed several times in a row, and the air was filled with whispers, as if a hundred monsters were swearing.

When the strange head heard this, his face changed, and his eyes looked at the phantom as if he had seen a ghost alive.

"Three corpse worms!" It exclaimed, "Why do you have three corpse worms here, how are you still alive!"

For the first time, it saw the three corpse insects that were instinctively confused and fed on evil thoughts appear in the soul

Township, can still coexist peacefully with the natives here and the man in front of him.

It's a testament to its perception.

Even if it's a nightmare, he doesn't like to be so close to the three corpse worms.

He Lingchuan smiled and stretched out a finger, and the three corpse insects lingered on his fingertips, looking very gentle: "Remember, you swore a heavy oath to them. If they do, they are executioners."

The monster head shuddered.

In fact, He Lingchuan himself was a little surprised.

Although he could see these three corpses every time he passed through the city gate, they never paid attention to him.

Why did he suddenly change his personality this time, and gave him a few thin noodles in front of outsiders?

Or did he attract the deities of the Hundred Faces Nightmare and let them feast on them in large chunks, and even have a good impression of him?

In other words, do the three corpse insects have a "good feeling" for people? It's not even a "creature", is it?

They swirled around his fingers, freezing cold. He Lingchuan quickly retracted his fingers before his upper and lower teeth fought, and the three corpse insects flew towards the strange head, burrowing through its nostrils and ears under its frightened gaze.

"Ah don't don't don't don't!" Does resistance work?

The three corpse worms still got into its head. The monster screamed, "Don't eat me!"

"Keep your promise, and they won't eat you." He Lingchuan yawned, "They just lurk in and supervise at any time."

Otherwise, he knows too little about monsters like nightmares, and if he doesn't get it, he will fall into the trap of the other party. The nightmare elongated her face, like a mourning exam.

"Alright, let's get to work!" He Lingchuan didn't care about its emotions, and approached the fragment of the statue with a strange head.