"Dream Ruins City, Dream World, Big Dream Tianzun ......"

Lu Xuan's dark eyes sank slightly.

The consciousness of the harvest burned along with the handful of yarrow.

In the process.

Lu Xuan watched the other party's life experience like watching a movie, and thus got the secret of the dream ruins.

It is worth mentioning.

After learning about the life experience of the harvest.

Lu Xuan realized that this old man was actually half of his peers.

He is a senior archaeologist, has a craft handed down from his ancestors, and has followed his grandfather to rob tombs since he was a child.

Later, when he entered an emperor's tomb, he dug out a precious life-prolonging medicine.

He felt that his grandfather was so old, he must have lived enough, and he was afraid that it would be wasted if he took medicine.

So he was ruthless, and when he was a grandson, he buried the old man alive in the tomb.

Let grandpa enjoy the emperor-level funeral in advance, which can be said to be very filial.

He has lived for 4,100 years this year, and he has been doing this business since he can remember, so he can say that he has read countless tombs and has rich experience.

At the same time, because of the family history and the accumulation of generations, he has a deep understanding of ancient history.

The scripture scroll codex in the tomb gave him profound knowledge, and the dangers he experienced in the tomb made him develop great courage.

If a normal person knew that he was involved in a struggle between Heavenly Venerables, he would definitely act cautiously and avoid it if he could.

But after collecting and robbing tombs for many years, the most common thing to do is to take chestnuts from the fire and pull out teeth from the tiger's mouth.

After learning the secrets of Dream Ruins City, his first reaction was to seize this creation.

"I think that there may be a inheritance of Mengtianzun hidden in this Dream Ruins City, and if you can get it, you may have a chance to inherit the ...... of the Dream Realm."

Lu Xuan read his thoughts.

In the plan of harvesting, after turning He Zhao into a puppet, he controlled the city lord of Dream Ruins City, unearthed the secrets of the city step by step, and finally ......

Well, there is no end, because when the first step was carried out, the harvest was wiped out by Lu Xuan.

The old man knows a lot of things, and he is a hexagonal warrior.

However, Lu Xuan's panel is round, and it is still a big circle.

………………

“…… Thank you for the life-saving grace of the predecessors. ”

In the temple, He Zhao wanted to kowtow.

"Well, it doesn't have to be that way."

Lu Xuan stopped his movements, "I'm also here to pass the newcomer assessment of the Immortal Tomb, not just to save you." ”

"That'...... Senior, the harvest is dead now, and the immortal tomb is ......"

He Zhao realized this.

"Don't worry."

Lu Xuan shook his head, "When I just started, I used some means to cover up this heavenly machine...... It should be possible to hide the space of the immortal tomb. ”

He didn't destroy the Harvest Divine Soul just to maintain the connection with the Immortal Tomb.

The soul of the harvest is still there, but the consciousness has been erased and has become a walking corpse-like existence.

This situation is naturally considered death, but judging from Nangong Xuan's report, Lu Xuan felt that the immortal tomb space should not be distinguishable.

After all, there is no instrument spirit in the space of the Immortal Tomb, so it is impossible to think independently, but to act according to certain procedures and rules.

Lu Xuan was ready to wait for the next time the Immortal Tomb organized a party, he would put on a vest and go up to explore the old bottom of the Lord of the Immortal Tomb.

If possible, give this group of people and the Lord of the Immortal Tomb a nest.

He looked at He Zhao again.

The young man in front of him, along with the ordinary monks in the entire Dream Ruins City, didn't know that he was just a character in the dream realm of the Great Dream Tianzun.

In ancient times, people in the Cangyuan Realm could enter the Dream Realm.

But the native beings of the dream realm, as long as they leave this dream, their existence will disappear and turn into nothingness.

That's why dreams can't be classified as reality.

"The inference of the harvest is reasonable, the essence of the dream world is a dream of Meng Tianzun, and the source of all living beings in this world is in Meng Tianzun.

Once the Celestial Venerable falls, the dream ends, and all living beings dissipate...... The Dream Ruins World was deliberately left behind. ”

Lu Xuan frowned.

Why did Meng Tianzun do this?

The resurrected hand?

Leave a legacy?

Still is...... Want to get some kind of message across?

"Someone knew about Mengtianzun's plan, so they eroded the Dream Ruins World...... But who is Meng Tianzun's enemy, and what is his purpose...... It is not known at this time. ”

Lu Xuan shook his head:

"Let's settle the matter at hand."

Although it is not clear, what secrets are hidden in Dream Ruins City.

But Lu Xuan knew what he had to do now.

He Zhao is a living creature in the dream world.

In this world, he is a living person.

And this kid has a good heart, Lu Xuan appreciates it very much and decides to help him.

"He Zhao."

Lu Xuan spoke.

"Senpai, I'm here."

He Zhao hurriedly responded.

In the Divine Soul World, he saw Lu Xuan's strength, and the latter saved his life from the hands of the Divine Soul Collector.

Therefore, He Zhao respects this "co-worker senior" very much.

"I see that you have a good heart and qualifications, and you have a Taoist method that you want to pass on to you, are you willing to accept it?"

Lu Xuan stood with his hands in his hands.

He Zhao was shocked in his heart, and only reacted after a while:

"This, this...... People don't pass on their words lightly, and I have nothing to help my predecessors, so how can I accept the inheritance of my predecessors in vain......"

"Hmm...... It's not that I'm inheriting, it's just a good fit for your current situation. ”

Lu Xuan said, "However, I will pass on this method to you, and it is not for free. ”

He looked at He Zhao and said:

"In my vein, I believe in an infinitely great being, called Zhisui Tianzun, who is the enemy of the Lord of the Immortal Tomb...... Do you understand? ”

When He Zhao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood the meaning of the predecessors of the co-worker.

This is to join the Zhisui lineage himself and become an undercover agent placed by that Tianzun in the space of the Immortal Tomb.

He took a deep breath:

"It's a great grace for my predecessors to save my life...... He Zhao is willing to be driven by his predecessors. ”

"Don't be so serious."

Lu Xuan's tone was relaxed, "So, are you willing to join?" ”

"The juniors are willing."

He Zhao replied.

"Okay, I will be your person in charge in the future, and whatever happens, you and I will contact each other one-way."

Lu Xuan took it upon himself to add a task to Nangong Xuan.

"Understood, senpai."

He Zhao's face was solemn.

"Okay, you concentrate and I'll teach the Fa."

Lu Xuan spoke.

The wooden puppet flew upwards and came to He Zhao's eyebrows.

After he finished his preparations, Lu Xuan pointed out-

"Boom-"

He Zhao's body was shocked.

A scroll of immortal scriptures spread out in his sea of souls.

The immortal scripture is written in black and red, exuding a trembling atmosphere.

If there is blood flowing between the lines, there seems to be a wail of ten thousand ghosts in the ears, as if he has fallen into the Shura hell all of a sudden.

Under this great terror, He Zhao saw the name of this ancient book clearly-

"The Immortal Sutra of Prison Town"!

"This large volume was obtained by accident, which can be refined into evil and ghostly things, and turned into my own food, which is just suitable for you."

Lu Xuan's voice sounded.

"Thank you seniors for spreading the Fa!"

He Zhao was about to bow down, but was held up by Lu Xuan:

"It's just a book, I didn't teach you anything, it's not a master, you don't have to salute."

“…… Yes, seniors. ”

He Zhao pursed his lips.

Even if he is just a cultivator, at the first glance after seeing this immortal scripture, He Zhao can also feel the power of this scripture.

And Lu Xuan's sentence "It can refine evil things and turn them into food" made He Mingbai even more white, for him, how precious this exercise is.

"Now that your ignorance has been opened and your soul has been completed, you can begin to practice this sutra."

Lu Xuan said.

He Zhao sat cross-legged according to his words and sank his mind into the sea of souls.

After the time of half the incense, an inexplicable aura burst out from him.

He Zhao opened his eyes, there was a glint in his eyes, and the temperament on his body was very different from before.

He entered the realm of obedience and became an official martial artist.

He Zhao got up and saluted Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan waved his hand:

"Your talent is not bad, and today's breakthrough is a matter of course...... Let's go, make good use of this ruined city, and prepare to cultivate. ”

He Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the senior Gonggong wanted him to use his own exercises to kill the evil spirits in the city.

"Can I do it?"

He Zhao thought of the ferocity of the evil spirit, and his heart beat a little drum.

"The Prison Suppression Immortal Sutra is what I got from the eyes of the Endless Sea, and it is a supreme exercise."

Lu Xuan says:

"If you can cultivate it to the realm of Dacheng, you can open the Yellow Spring, open up the secluded capital, establish an underworld in the world, and suppress the ghosts and ghosts in the world.

Although we are just getting started, it is enough to deal with some evil spirits. ”

He Zhao didn't understand Lu Xuan's description very well, but he trusted the senior unconditionally.

So under Lu Xuan's guidance, He Zhao walked towards a building next to him.

It is a three-story stone building with old buildings and weathered and worn walls.

He Zhao took a deep breath and walked in.

The stone building was dark, and He Zhao supported the wall with one hand, groping his way up.

The soles of his feet stepped on the steps without making a sound.

It's not that He is cautious, but the dust on the steps is too thick, forming a buffer layer.

Lu Xuan handed the dream cup to He Zhao, who did not turn on the light, but held it in his hand.

Level 1, Level 2, Level 3......

The surroundings were quiet, and He Zhao could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat.

He subconsciously counted the steps.

Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two......

Fifty-three, fifty-four......

Seventy-five, seventy-six......

He Zhao stopped suddenly.

Before entering the stone building, he had seen the height of the building.

In any case, this stone tower shouldn't have so many steps.

There was a slight chill coming out of the back of the neck.

It was as if something was sticking behind him.

He Zhao took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and clenched the dream cup in his hand.

He turned abruptly and lit up the dream.

The light shines and nothing appears.

He Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did I realize that I had come to a room at some point.

The room was covered with dust, and the interior was decorated like the wedding room of a large family.

Next to He Zhao is a dresser, on which is a bronze mirror covered with ash.

He stretched out his palm and swiped it on the bronze mirror—

The faces of young people caught my eye.

And on the shoulder, a miserable white face!

He Zhao raised his hand and slapped at the face.

With a bang, the face exploded and turned into green smoke.

However, at this moment, the room also changed.

The dust shook off and dissipated, and the red cloth turned into a white flag, as if it had suddenly turned from the wedding room into a hall of hell.

A gust of evil wind hit behind him, and a blue-faced fang, hideous and vicious evil beast pounced.

He Zhao's heart was beating violently.

For He Zhao, this is the first time he has faced evil.

In the face of the attack of the evil spirit, He Zhao did not retreat but advanced, clenching his fists!

Above the fist print, a faint light emerged.

It was only then that he realized that he was moving much faster than usual.

It is obviously the attacked party, but it is the last to strike.

The fist marks were fierce, tearing through the air, and slamming into the evil man's chest.

With a thud, the evil flew upside down and slammed into the wall.

In front of its chest, a large hole appeared, and the dark energy attached to it began to corrode the evil body.

He Zhao looked at his fist, a little unable to believe his eyes.

It was his first battle, and it was also the first time he faced evil.

Unexpectedly...... How easy it is?

On He Zhao's shoulder, Lu Xuan hugged his chest with both hands:

"Boy, this is the Prison Suppression Immortal Sutra."

It doesn't matter if it's a ghost or a wicked thing.

As long as it is related to the ghostly spirit, it will be under the management of the town prison immortal.

Even if this is the dream world, it should be suppressed.

He Zhao looked at the evil man who fell to the ground, raised his fist, and walked over slowly.

After a cup of tea.

He Zhao walked out of the stone building and walked to the next target location.

………………

Outside the Ruined City.

"Where's that kid?"

Hong Feng ran in the desolate wilderness.

What happened today was a little more than he expected.

In Hong Feng's original plan.

When the hunting team goes out of the city, they will definitely encounter something like a monster.

He Zhao is his own team member, and when he resists the Nightmare Beast, he can be injured with a little means.

Unexpectedly, He Zhao's luck was really good, and the hunting team didn't even encounter a single nightmare beast.

In desperation, Hong Feng had no choice but to deliberately attract the Nightmare Beast to attack the hunting team.

But what he didn't expect was that this kid was as clever as a ghost, and he was the first to run away after the accident, and he hasn't caught it until now.

"It's not going to be dead outside......

Hong Feng muttered.

At this moment, a figure walked out of the ruined city and entered his line of sight.

Hong Feng's eyes lit up.

What a photo!

He looked at the back, like a hunter who has found his prey, and a smile appeared on his face.

Hong Feng followed closely to prevent He Zhao from escaping.

Outside the city, he could see the scene within ten zhang, while He Zhao, who was holding the dream lamp, could only see one zhang.

Hong Feng thought that he was following He Zhao, and the other party would not be able to find him.

Just when Hong Feng was thinking about how to start so that he could leave no evidence and put the injury out of his relationship.

He Zhao suddenly turned around.

Hong Feng was shocked.

"No, he can't find out ...... me"

Hong Feng stood still and didn't move, secretly wary in his heart.

However, He Feng walked towards him step by step.

Only then did Hong Feng notice that He Zhao's temperament was very different from before he left the city.

The young man stood still a foot away.

He carried a rusty sword in his hand.

And this long sword pointed at Hong Feng's throat.

(End of chapter)