These two methods are also interesting.

Born from the dream dispelling technique of the Shangqing school, it pays attention to the dreamless method of nature.

He said: "Man has six dreams, and God has given them also." Those who do not know the cause of the change will be confused about the cause of the change...... The surplus and void news of oneness are all connected to heaven and earth, and should be in things. ”

Probably speaking, there is a reason for dreaming, and once you dream, you will consume your mental and physical strength.

Therefore, dreamless sleep is the best.

It is precisely because of this that the art of dispelling dreams was born.

After practicing, take a nap for an hour, and you will be radiant and vibrant.

It can be described as the king of scrolls.

However, if you talk about scrolling the way, this is too mysterious to dream and even more volume.

This is very similar to lucid dreaming, but after falling asleep, you can go to sleep and practice in your dreams.

The disadvantage of this method is that you must rest for three to five days a month, otherwise you may damage the source.

"Interesting, these two techniques are simply complementary to each other, huh?"

Mo Chuan smiled lightly, immediately closed his eyes, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

When I opened my eyes in a dream, the familiar living room came into view.

He curiously touched left and right, and his mind moved, and the surrounding scenery quickly receded, and he appeared on the top of the mountain.

He faced the mountain wind, touched the white clouds, and looked into the distance, the majestic and magnificent scenery, although he sketched it casually, could only enjoy it exclusively, but it still shocked him.

He tried to simulate a character, but found that he could only simulate an empty shell, and the man was as sluggish as a puppet and couldn't spar at all.

"The boundaries of dreaming?"

"No wonder the Heavenly Demon Daoist filled the Ran's Relic Fish into the Phantom Sea, and the two were compared to each other, and the judgment was made."

"However, these two dream magic doors are enough for me to distinguish dream demons."

Mo Chuan secretly pondered.

He cultivated the Dream Magic Gate, not to be the King of Scrolls, but just to distinguish the Dream Demon.

The feeling that the Relic Fish brought to him was too shocking.

This was the first fatal crisis that occurred after he obtained the sacrificial furnace and walked the world of incense.

This was also the fundamental reason why he was in a hurry to find the magic of the dream demon.

Now there are these two methods, especially the dream dispelling technique, which allows him to get out of the dream realm at any time, and finally makes up for the shortcomings he is most worried about.

Mo Chuan was in the middle of his dream, and an incense flamingo bird came.

This shocked his spirits, and he hurriedly got out of his dream and looked at it with incense as a mirror...... He froze.

I saw that in the green smoke of birds and birds, a steamed bun mountain is located between the mountains, the bamboo and wood on the mountain are warped, and the birds are singing.

And then...... Nope.

Who is the offering? Where does the incense come from?

There was no trace of it!

Mo Chuan blinked, thinking, it's quite deep!

He stretched out his hand to pluck the green smoke, and the scenery in the incense mirror was uncertain, the canopy of the trees, the mountains and forests, the streams, and the clouds......

He searched every nook and cranny and found nothing.

"It's really weird, isn't it a cross-time and space incense? Just like that came to Xianzhen, by chance, the incense was sealed, and the worshipper died? ”

"Or is this the incense offered by demons? But since it's a demon, why can't I feel where I am? ”

Mo Chuan glanced at the birds and beasts that appeared in the incense mirror, and their figures flashed and disappeared into the living room.

When he reappeared, he was already in the middle of the mountains.

When looking down on the incense as a mirror, the mountains are short;

Being in it, I suddenly felt that the mountains were undulating, and I didn't know the boundary.

Mo Chuan had no intention of enjoying the scenery, and his body was like a frightened hare catching up with a frightened hare.

"It's not a demon!"

Mo Chuan shook his head, recovered the rabbit again, but did not let it go, and stuffed it into the sacrificial furnace casually, planning to skin and kill it one day as game.

Then, he walked around a few more times, not to mention the demon, not even the smell.

This Mantou Mountain is very clean!

"What the hell?"

Mo Chuan was a little confused.

"Watching chess is rotten, logging Ding Ding, and the clouds are in the valley. Selling salaries and drinking, laughing wildly and cultivating ......"

At this moment, a mountain song faintly came.

Mo Chuan hurriedly listened with his ears, waited to discern the direction, and pulled out his feet to find the past.

Out of Mantou Mountain, after going around and around, I finally found the human trail.

Walking along the trail for dozens of steps, at the corner of the "Zigzag" mountain road, I saw a woodcutter carrying a pile of firewood on his back.

"Uncle stay!" Seeing this, Mo Chuan hurriedly said hello.

"The Taoist called me?" The woodcutter stopped and looked back when he heard the sound, and asked curiously.

"Exactly."

Mo Chuan hurriedly approached, looked at it quietly, and arched his hand: "Lost in the poor mountains, dare to ask the old man how to go on this incense road?" ”

The woodcutter looked confused: "I have been collecting firewood in the mountains since I was a child, and I have never heard of anything like a fire road?" But the Taoist wants to find the mountain road? ”

"Exactly."

"That's just with me, I'm ready to go back to the village, enter the village, have a rural road, it's easy to get out of the mountain."

"That's a good feeling! Uncle Lao led the way. ”

"The Taoist is polite, alas, by the way, where did the Taoist come from?"

"You Fang Taoist, there is no view and no door, heaven and earth are home, where to go."

"Ah, that's pretty chic. Hey, how did the firewood get lighter? ”

"Poor Dao will help you hold it up and save some energy to hurry."

"Young, thank you."

The mountain road is difficult, but the woodcutter rarely returns to the village when the sun is high.

Looking up, the village is not big, the houses are scattered, built on the mountain, some three or five households are crowded together, and some are single-family households.

- But it is difficult to level the land in the mountains, and you can only see stitches.

The surrounding land was slightly leveled, and all of it was planted with crops.

When the woodcutter hurried back, many villagers in the fields looked up to greet him.

"It's getting late, don't be in a hurry to go, it's still thirty miles out of the mountain, and it's dark when you go out, it's better to go to my house for a meal, get some sleep, and set off tomorrow morning."

Before entering the village, the woodcutter invited.

Mo Chuan didn't plan to leave the village, and when he heard this, he took out a rabbit from his back and said, "Then it's a bother, it just happened that Poor Dao caught a rabbit and cooked it together at night." ”

The woodcutter laughed: "Good, good! ”

"Come on, come on, come on, donkey eggs are crazy and bite!"

Suddenly, there was a rush and shouting.

When I looked closely, I saw a woman running through the village with an anxious face.

When the woodcutter heard this, his face quickly changed, and he hurriedly rushed over as soon as he threw away the firewood.

When the villagers working in the fields heard the sound, they also threw down their tools and rushed over.

A hint of self-deprecation flashed on Mo Chuan's face.

Dao Ye, could it be that I am the Heavenly Evil Lone Star and Conan in the world?

Where will you go?

Of course, this is a reversal of cause and effect.

It's not so much that he's a lone star, it's better to say that he's a scarlet nemesis.

Mo Chuan didn't have time to sigh, so he hurriedly chased after him.

As soon as I entered the village, I heard a loud shout, accompanied by screams of pain.

I saw more than a dozen men, desperately pressing a teenager.

The boy was like crazy, twisting his body desperately, and more than a dozen adults were stunned that he couldn't hold him down.

There are even people who don't leave anyone behind, and they are bitten by it, and they scream in pain.

Seeing this, the old woodcutter hurriedly rushed in and participated in the suppression.

As the old woodcutter and other villagers arrived, they rotated with each other, and finally held the young man down.

"It's bad, it's an evil one, hurry up, get the gold juice!"

An old woman came on crutches and shouted from afar.

When everyone heard this, someone immediately went to fetch the gold juice.

"Wait! Let the poor come! ”

Mo Chuan hurriedly shouted to stop.

Gold juice, dung water also.

This crackle is poured on his face, not on him, and he is disgusted and panicked?

Do you still eat this rabbit meat at night?

"This ......"

There are many dry toilets in mountain villages, and a villager just scooped up a scoop of manure water, and when he heard Mo Chuan's shouting, he immediately looked at the old woman in disbelief.