Humans, demons.

The world is divided into distinct parts.

In the past, Zhang Xuezhou thought that the demons were some intelligent animal creatures, so he had some abilities that were different from ordinary beasts.

But he didn't think that the demon would turn into a human being, with all kinds of skills, and even belong to the existence of the dominant side in the outside world.

He suddenly understood why someone in Zhangjiazhuang mentioned that he was smashed in the head by a young man in colorful clothes in a hallucination.

Perhaps that is the human incarnation of the Ten Yin Holy Son.

"Many people in Zhangjiazhuang can't practice the method of entry to eliminate the aura of the Ten Yin Holy Son, and it will take at least two years for the Ten Yin Holy Son to overflow when the demonic aura overflows, and it is likely that Zhangjiazhuang will be involved when the investigation is related!"

Knocking on the side to get relevant content from the lonely people, Zhang Xuezhou felt that not only he was at high risk, but also the people in Zhangjiazhuang were also at high risk.

After entering the country, all kinds of strange techniques were beyond Zhang Xuezhou's understanding, such as the flight that human beings most desired, and this ability was not uncommon among the great cultivators.

And there are many abilities involved in tracking and tracing, far exceeding those hunting dogs bred in Zhangjiazhuang, and some methods can even track thousands of miles.

According to the degree of demonic energy in the bodies of the people in Zhangjiazhuang, it is not uncommon to be traced.

If it is said that killing a certain big man is a common hatred, Zhang Xuezhou doesn't know what kind of grudge he has for eating this big man.

And what they ate was not only the Ten Yin Holy Son, but also a colorful brocade chicken.

can confront the Ten Yin Holy Son, Zhang Xuezhou feels that the origin of the colorful golden chicken may not be simple.

"There are a lot of chicken demons in the world, maybe which shed and deep mountains have pheasants to bear the creation of the demon, but the chicken demon is famous is very few, you must know that although the demon has magical powers, but their practice is more difficult than ours, the most famous person you said is the nine-headed pheasant spirit Hu Ximei thousands of years ago, this demon strength stepped into the realm of the true self, belongs to the big demon of the nine realms, but she was born at the wrong time...... Oh, contemporary? The contemporary should be the Pleiades star official next to the Emperor of Heaven, he is the body of a golden rooster, with great mana, and is the natural nemesis of many poisonous demons...... Who is the Emperor of Heaven? Emperor ......"

Lonely people know everything and say everything, Zhang Xuezhou even responded to his questions.

But the more he asked, the cooler Zhang Xuezhou's heart became.

"They're all pretty powerful," Zhang Xuezhou said stupidly.

"It's not just powerful, they are the top figures of a big force, and there are a group of great cultivators and masters under their command, just wave your hand and let me wait for the ashes to be annihilated, that is an existence that we can't touch" The lonely scattered man persuaded: "You have to be in awe, so that you can live a long time after cultivation, so as not to run in the footsteps of your senior brothers!" ”

"The teacher didn't tell me about it, how did my brothers die?"

"Mixed between the collision of forces, they die, some people want them to save people, and some people don't want them to save people, the final choice is to kill them!"

"It's so pitiful, is it so miserable to learn to heal and save people?"

"In the final analysis, your teacher's confidence is not strong enough, and the big forces are not in the knot, and he still wants to live in a corner to restore the majesty of the Yin and Yang Dao Method, how can there be such a wishful thing in this world!"

……

The lonely people talked eloquently, and inadvertently opened a new world for Zhang Xuezhou.

This is completely different from Zhang Xuezhou's imagination.

The world he imagined was an agrarian civilization, and even if there was a city in the distance, it was only a city of agrarian civilization, and its development was far less limited than that of Zhangjiazhuang, and it was far inferior to the real world.

But through the description of the lonely people, Zhang Xuezhou realized that the world was beyond his imagination.

The construction of the world in his dreams is detached from reality, and even more so from the reference of reality.

This is a world of immortals, gods, demons, Taoists, and dynasties.

"This must be the one written in Daddy's book that Duan Yu devoured the reckless Zhu clam that induced a certain thought in my mind, resulting in the formation of a demon dream, Doctor Ren's conditioning tips may correspond to the method of entry, and the fruitlessness of searching for the key to the genetic arsenal corresponds to the strictness of the rules of cultivation, but this emperor ......"

In the past, it was difficult to go out in the village, and it was more than ten years to pass the time, and now there have been changes, and Zhang Xuezhou has constantly thought about where this change came from.

There were some changes that he could find a reason for, but some of which he couldn't find a connection.

In many of his thoughts, it seems that there is no experience that induces the existence of the Heavenly Emperor and the like.

If you haven't experienced it, the creation of dreams is a castle in the air, and it can't be built at all.

Like many hidden contents on the Internet, if there are no relevant prompts, most people will not search for the corresponding keywords in their lifetime, and they will not get relevant content.

"The dream world that imprisoned me seems to have given birth to some strange changes, and when the money in the small treasury is sufficient, I must ask Dr. Ren about it!"

Zhang Xuezhou feels that his real self is changing, and the world in his dreams is also changing.

Like a spear and a shield, he sharpened his spear, and the shield of the dream world became thicker.

This made him a little worried about his schizophrenia.

If continuous treatment in reality leads to the elimination of one and the other, his illness will become benign, and he will eventually get out of this dream that has been imprisoned for more than ten years.

If the relationship between the dream world continues to deteriorate, and even causes him to die and form a nightmare, his spirit will most likely fall into madness and disorder, and even be imprisoned in a dark world forever, causing him to turn into a vegetative state in reality.

Zhang Xuezhou swallowed slightly.

For him, surviving in the world of dreams is something that must be done.

What is the Ten Yin Holy Son, what is the Pleiades Star Official, what is the Heavenly Emperor, what is the Northern General Li, what is the Han Dynasty......

This is a lot of high-level existences, and Zhang Xuezhou doesn't want to touch any of them.

"Your teacher seems to be coming back!"

When Zhang Xuezhou was thinking about the relevant solution to the problem, he only heard the lonely people get up happily, and the content he mentioned made Zhang Xuezhou's heart tighten.

In front of the non-return, Zhang Xuezhou is the person of the Ten Yin Holy Son.

In front of the lonely Zhong Rang, Zhang Xuezhou is a student who will not return.

These are two extremely opposite fake identities, once these two people converge, Zhang Xuezhou's identity will inevitably be a goof.

Plotting to rob the emptiness of the Taoist's method of entering the country without return, he hoped that he would not be killed.

"Old ......"

Zhang Xuezhou's lips opened slightly, he just wanted to let out a long breath, and then wept bitterly and mentioned that he had excellent qualifications and sought an apprentice to get through, only to hear an urgent cry from outside the Taoist temple.

"Daoist Chang is not here, please open the door quickly, I am Li Jiao, the official of the Feiyu Army, and two brothers were injured by King Jin Toad, and I hope that Daoist Chang will cast a spell to rescue!"

Outside the door of the Taoist temple, the sound of knocking on the door was extremely fast, and it seemed to come from the sky.

"King Golden Toad?"

The face of the lonely man changed, and then he suddenly got up.

"It must have come specifically to track me down, but the Flying Feather Army helped me block the disaster when I was patrolling, I really beat the small ones and came out of the old ones, these demon second generations are too special to hold grudges, I just want to get some golden toad crisp ......"

The lonely man cursed in a low voice, and he clutched his chest, which was covered by his clothes, and there were traces of three golden threads.

But compared to the power of the Golden Toad Demon, he was completely at the level of a small minion when he encountered the Golden Toad Demon.

The Golden Toad Poison could be suppressed for ten days and a half before it attacked, but few people could suppress the Golden Toad Dharma King's poison, and there were even many great cultivators who died instantly.

Lang Guan is a close attendant, or an emperor's close attendant, or a close attendant of General Li is qualified to call himself Lang Guan, these people are extraordinary, and their strength is at least in the Divine Power Realm or even above.

But even such a big man had to come to urgently ask for help at this time.

The lonely scattered people looked left and right, and for a while they wanted to wait for the elixir that would not return to save them, and for a while they were afraid that the Golden Toad Dharma King would chase him and easily clean him up.

He stretched his legs and retracted two steps, his face was cloudy, and the meaning of coming and going seemed extremely entangled, and Zhang Xuezhou finally let go of his hanging thoughts.

He didn't return to the Nine Feet Taoist Temple, and the people who were looking for the Ten Yin Holy Son didn't come.

Even outside the door is the Flying Feather Army, where his father once joined the army.

Although it was the Flying Feather Army's sick number, Zhang Xuezhou somehow finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that the friendly troops who maintained peace had finally arrived.