Some sects need spiritual mountains and blessed lands as dojos.

The sect needs it because the people in it need it, and the people in it need it, which means that they need the exercises they are cultivating.

There are those who are blessed with heavy spiritual mountains, those who are blessed with light spiritual mountains, and those who do not need spiritual mountain blessed land.

If you don't need this, you need that.

The essence of cultivation is to accept the spirit of heaven and earth for one's own use.

This spirit, most of the time, refers to the aura between heaven and earth, but not exactly, it can also be other beings with 'spirits', or it can simply refer to 'spirituality' or 'soul', or something that can only be felt.

Therefore, some people need to retreat from the world in the mountains and cultivate, and some people need to see the nature and clear mind among the people in the red dust.

Tan Siwang is a child of a small family in Lulong County, his family has been inherited for more than 150 years, there are many such small families, there are Xuanguang monks from generation to generation, and there has even been a monk who built the foundation, but the ancestor who built the foundation died before building the foundation, and the Tan family also collapsed because of this, some people say that it consumes the luck of the younger generations.

However, the descendants of the Tan family all felt that the ancestor had exhausted the family's heritage, resulting in the younger generations having no cultivation resources.

Slowly more and more declining, the children of the family had to go out to find opportunities, all died outside, when it came to talk about the hope, only he was left with a descendant, after he inherited the family, he sold several pieces of spiritual land in the family, worshiped a passing casual cultivator as a teacher, never thought, that casual cultivator is actually a person in the dream building road.

They live in the city all the year round, do not go to the mountains, but only feel dreams in the downtown area.

Until his master died, and he himself built a foundation, and slowly became a monk of the Purple Mansion in the Dream Building Dao, but he became the Purple Mansion but was helped by others.

The person who helped him was also a person in the Dream Building Dao, and he also said that he knew his master, and after that, he was taught by the other party for a while, but he didn't know who the other party was at all.

I only know that the other party calls himself the old man Oneiroi.

And this time it was to obey the orders of the old man Oneiroi, and came to the city under the mountain of this day, and the old man said that he could make some noise in this city, and the method of cultivating the fruit of human babies in the dream was also taught by the old man of Oneiroi.

Talking about Siwang waking up from his sleep, he came to the window, looked at the sky outside, it was when the sun set, the light of the setting sun sprinkled on his pale face, he couldn't see his age, in his dreams, he often experienced several lifetimes, so his eyes often revealed a sense of vicissitudes.

But he wasn't that old, he was only eighty this year, and he looked very young.

The sun shone into the house and drew a window on the floor of the house.

It's clear that the windows are bright and clean, but it gives people an unreal feeling, as if this place is also in a dream.

Houses in the lower city of the capital are not sold unless they have a household registration status here.

And the house here is not his at all, his identity is a person who has returned from going out, named Helianbi, he passed by a deserted temple, met a dying person, and the other party's dream before dying was to return to his home in the city.

When he got this dream, he kept it, and when he received the order of the old man Oneiroi, he used that dream to enter the city of Duxia and live in his house, and no one could see that he was not the original body, even if he was not a person who lived alone, he believed that even those who shared the same bed could not tell the difference.

The setting sun shone on a cloud of red colored paper in the wall of the room, like a flame, which reminded him once again of a person in his dream.

"Do the monks of Tiandu Mountain also practice magic?"

Tan Siwang clearly felt that the other party's shadow and flame were twisted together, forming an invasion meaning, and he believed that even if his dream god body was entangled by that shadow flame, he would be in big trouble.

However, the old man of Oneiroi has an explanation, as long as there is a disturbance, he can leave, there are countless secret methods of Tiandu Mountain, who knows if he will find himself, although he has confidence, but he does not want to stay here for a long time.

He thought about it for a moment and decided to leave tonight, just in time to leave while that person was still trapped in his Demon God Temple.

The Demon God Temple was obtained by him from the dream of a demon monk, thinking about it day and night, not to mention that the demon god who was contemplating the demon god every day was already about to be robbed of his mind by the demon god.

Even if he is in a dream, he must be careful not to be corrupted by the demon gods in the temple.

It was slowly getting dark, and he went out the door, out into the street, and out of the city.

He has developed a good habit for so many years, but when there is danger, he runs away-

Zhao Yingyun's flame magic body fell into a dark temple, looking at the demon god statue that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, the shadows around the fire demon body surged, wrapping the demon god statue, faintly and there seemed to be a flame burning on it, and there were shadows in the flame drilling inside.

He could feel the negative emotions surging up, the terrifying thoughts surging up in his heart from time to time, the slightest cold penetrated into his heart, and there was a convincing thought welling up, thinking that as long as he knelt down and gave up all resistance, he could be blessed.

And if he resisted, he could only die, become a corpse, and his heart flashed from time to time as if he had become a dead corpse after his death.

At this moment, Zhao Yingyun experienced the magic qualities of [Horror], [Intimidation], [Death Illusion], [Yin Cold] and so on.

Zhao Yingyun's own Flame Demon Illusion Body, all the manas possessed at this time were [Flame Demon] [Devouring] [Searing] [Shadow] [Invisible].

As soon as he touched the demon god statue, he fell into disadvantage, and the shadow retreated under the magic light of the god statue.

I saw the ripples in the temple vibrating, and the body of the flame demon body was writhing, as if it was about to dissipate at any time.

Zhao Yingyun didn't want to lose this Flame Demon Body, although the destruction of the Flame Demon Body, it would not hurt him, but the Flame Demon God in his hand was still very immature, and he could even collapse directly.

Zhao Yingyun didn't want this unattainable idol to collapse like this, if he fell into it himself, I am afraid he would have to wait for others to save him, but now that he is outside here, he can naturally be saved.

The flame demon body was already in line with his thoughts, and the flame demon god statue was in the altar again, only to see him open his mouth and spit out, a flash of fire flew out of his mouth, Ling stood in the void and turned into a lamp, only to see him close his eyes, his right hand into a sword finger, and the fire on the lamp was clamped, and the sword finger was shrouded in golden light.

He silently recited the golden light slashing spell, sensing the dream where his thoughts were, and suddenly his eyes opened, and a faint golden light could be seen in his eyes.

The golden light in his eyes seemed to see through the void, and his fingers had already been drawn out, and where the sword finger fell, it was the void that his eyes were staring at.

Dreams can be far away or close at hand.

A scene suddenly appeared in that void, and a temple could be faintly seen, and the temple seemed to be in a bubble, which was being illuminated by the light, and I saw Zhao Yingyun's sword fingers crossing the foam, and the bubble was actually scattered.

But one of the jet-black aura wrapped around his fingers, and Zhao Yingyun felt a demon god statue looking at him.

And the light in front of his hand gushed out thousands of demon-breaking golden lights.

The cell shone with golden light, and the man turned pale in the light.

The idol was instantly pierced by the golden light, and the sound of anger and pain could be faintly seen coming from the idol, and the body of the fire demon body that was still inside was surging with shadows and flames engulfing the demon idol.

Then it turned into a shadow, and the fire flew out of the void and landed on the Flame Demon Statue.

Zhao Yingyun's thoughts felt a sense of joy at getting food, and there was a faint feeling of being supported.

At the same time, all kinds of magic intentions on the body of the demon god statue came flooding in, and before he could realize it himself, he was eroded by the idea of staying inside.

The Red Flame Divine Lamp in his hand was surging with golden flames, and faintly, there was a hint that he wanted to take the initiative to burn the Flame Demon Divine Statue, and he immediately opened his mouth and inhaled it, swallowing the Red Flame Divine Lamp into his stomach.

And without the suppression of the Red Flame Divine Lamp, the demonic energy on the Flame Demon God Statue surged, Zhao Zhiyun immediately wrapped it with a cloth, and there were runes on the cloth to seal it, and then packed it in a box, and the Taiyue Town Rune was also pasted on the box.

He accepted the altar, and then said to Danyangzi beside him, "I'll go find him." ”

There was a faint black aura wrapped around his fingers at this time, this was the 'nightmare breath'.

From this undissipated nightmare, he sensed the location of the other party's body by marrying dreams.

Soon, he felt it, and when he left the cell, his body rose towards the sky, turning into a golden light that pierced the void and fell towards the city gate to the north.

At this time, the sky was already a little dark, and the gate of the city was about to be closed, but there were still people entering and leaving, but at this moment, the guards at the city gate saw a fire rising from the city.

Although they didn't know what had happened in the city recently, they knew that the person who dared to cast spells so unscrupulously in the city was definitely a monk of their own sect, and of course, it was also possible that the monk who had done evil was discovered by the monk of his own sect and wanted to escape.

It's just that they can only watch from a distance, and they can't participate.

"Someone dares to spread wild in the city, is it a long life?" Some people in the city guards thought that they had always had great confidence in Tiandu Mountain.

However, before they could finish their words, they saw the light of the fire arc in the air, falling towards the gate of the city where they were.

The moment the fire fell, it dispersed, and one of them revealed a man who was holding a lamp in his hand, and when the light flashed, the whole city gate was filled with flames, and then the gate guard found that there was an extra person not far from him.

And the man turned back in the firelight, and there was a look of astonishment on his face.

In the light, Zhao Yingyun spoke: "Since Your Excellency is here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" ”

When Zhao Yingyun saw this person's face clearly, his expression was stunned, and then a trace of pain appeared on his face.

"You killed Helianbi?" Zhao Yingyun asked coldly.

"Oh, so you know, it's a coincidence." Tan Siwang's current appearance is the appearance of the crane.

He didn't admit to killing himself, but he didn't deny it either.

The light in Zhao Yingyun's hand flickered, and the red flame divine lamp flashed with brilliance, and the face of the 'crane wall' instantly blackened, and the flames burned on his body, and the people around him closed their eyes at this moment and fell asleep.

But Zhao Yingyun immediately put off the lights, because this person who was broken by his own light was still not his real body.

It's just that the wisp of breath that just wrapped around his fingertips has dissipated, and if he wants to find someone again, it is already difficult to find.

At this moment, a paper crane flew down from the void, Zhao Yingyun reached out and took it, unfolding the paper crane, but saw that the paper crane had an address written on it.

There is no attribution.

However, judging from the brilliance of the words, Zhao Yingyun felt a smell of starry stars, and he thought of Senior Brother Feng Hong, the deputy head.

Without the slightest delay, he immediately headed for the address—

Tan Siwang slowly left the city with the nightmare body of the crane wall, but his real body had already left the city, and he had always been cautious, how could he stay in danger.

Slowly leaving the city with the nightmare body of the crane wall, but he wanted to really eliminate this nightmare body and let it scatter in this city, and at the same time wanted to see if the Tiandu Mountain monk could find himself.

The result he wanted was there, and the other party quickly found him, and he went out of the city at the usual speed, but he was caught up before he could get out of the city gate.

He praised himself again in his heart: "You are really smart and clever. ”

At this time, he was in front of a ruined temple, the starlight was shining, shining on the temple steps, and the moon was rising.

Outside, the wind rustled in the treetops, the wild grass on the ground was tangled, and snakes and insects crawled inside, and he stood looking at the statue of the god in the temple.

The idol doesn't have the slightest charm.

He couldn't help but think of his own Demon Temple dream, his strength, a lot of it comes from other people's dreams, the more absurd and bizarre the dream, the more terrifying, and the one of the Demon Temple dreams is definitely the top dream bubble among the terrible dreams he collected.

However, he clearly felt the shattering of his dream of the Demon Temple.

At that time, the time of the fire he felt was extremely short, but the Demon God Temple was quickly shattered.

He couldn't help but think of the person holding the lamp, this disciple of Tiandu Mountain, he had never heard of it, but the more this was the case, the more he felt that Tiandu Mountain was worthy of being a great sect of Xuanmen, and a disciple who had never heard of it casually was so powerful, and he also vaguely felt the other party's restraint on himself.

Under that light, it was as if all the darkness had been dispelled and all the evil had been burned.

Most of his nightmares are accompanied by evil, absurdity, and bizarreness.

A weasel suddenly emerged from under the altar of the temple, and it turned out that there was a hole under the vine.

At that moment he suddenly turned back, for he saw a little light in the darkness, and in the darkness it seemed that someone was hurrying at night, and the person who was hurrying was carrying a lamp in his hand.

Today, however, he is extremely sensitive to the 'light'.

The light in the darkness flickered and flickered, the first flickering was still in the depths of the darkness, vaguely indistinct, the second time, but it had already reached the bottom of the mountain, and the third time, he had seen clearly, the lamp was held by a person in his hand.

The light flickered again, and he could already see the man clearly.

This is a young, handsome, feminine monk, but if you look at his eyes, you will see that this person's eyes seem to be burning.

"Your Excellency didn't count the murder, and didn't leave your life, why should you go in a hurry?" The lantern bearer stood on the mountain road in front of the temple and said unhurriedly.

The wind rose in the mountains, and the lights blew, but the lights stood still, and the wind dispersed in the light.