Sun Qianyuan looked at the surrounding environment left and right, and saw that the seal on the bright yellow box was still intact, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and asked with a smile: "Dao Chief, where are we?" ”

"On the way to Siming Mountain."

Zou Sijiu replied vaguely, his tone slightly helpless.

Perhaps it was because Sun Qianyuan's subconscious still remembered his bleak situation in reality, so after he fell into a coma, the weather became worse in the entire Huangliang dream.

Zou Sijiu was originally going to go straight to Siming Mountain in one go to complete Sun Qianyuan's obsession.

But not long after he set off, he was drenched in a sudden sleet.

After using the 'back door' to simulate a small part of Li Jun's physical physique, Zou Sijiu obviously didn't care about the cold.

But Sun Qianyuan kept swinging his body, but he was shocked when he saw it.

In order not to let the 'dream master' think that he was frozen to death and scribbly end this dream, Zou Sijiu could only reluctantly give up the idea of a quick solution and find a dilapidated land temple for temporary rest.

Fighting had apparently broken out in this temple as well, with traces of muskets scattered on the broken walls, family coats and flags of different colors scattered everywhere, and fragments of corpses that had been gnawed by wild beasts.

"It's still not enough permissions, and I can't go beyond the time set by the background while keeping the dream stable. Otherwise, wouldn't it be one shot at a time to give yourself a 'Wei Wushu' with unlimited bullets? ”

Zou Sijiu thought with regret in his heart, and Sun Qianyuan on the side snuggled up to the fire, and fell into a drowsy state again.

Sun Qianyuan's obsession is obvious, he still wants to become an immortal and become a follower of the Dao order. He mentioned Siming Mountain before, which is one of the cave heavens of the Dao Order, and it seems that as long as he is brought to Siming Mountain, he should be able to successfully complete the stripping of authority. ”

"Still. If I do this, won't I just work for Black Dragon Capital? It's definitely not going to work!"

Zou Sijiu rubbed his chin, and his eyes flickered in the light of the bonfire.

"I still have to find a suitable opportunity to awaken Sun Qianyuan's consciousness. Let him quietly transfer the authority to himself, so that there is enough evidence to prove that it is Black Dragon Capital who is behind it. ”

"But now that Akechi Nagano is staring outside, I have already taken a lot of risks by opening the 'back door', and it is a bit difficult to wake up Sun Qianyuan on the premise that the fluctuations of the dream realm do not seem so abnormal."

The icy night wind crept in through the cracks around it, and pulled out a terrifying sound of ghosts crying wolf.

The scattered curtains in the temple were blown away by the wind, and the flames wrapped around the firewood could not stop beating.

In a swaying light and shadow, the bright yellow box placed in the hand emitted a faint light, and a mighty and awe-inspiring heavenly power came out!

At the same time, Zou Sijiu suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness coming, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the temple gate.

In the darkness of the wind and snow whimpering, a crisp sound sounded.

An old woman in a kimono with a short figure crept forward, and the sound came from the clogs at her feet.

On the shriveled face covered with thick powder, the corners of the mouth twitched, revealing a mouthful of extremely oozing black teeth.

"This Dao Master, have you ever seen the opportunity of the old body to become an immortal?"

As her words landed, a huge black shadow silently appeared behind her, and it turned out to be a white fox that was tall enough to stand tall!

Temples, blizzards, behemoths, old women.

These four things came together, and Zou Sijiu's toes smelled a smell of trouble.

"How much do you hate these Japanese people in your heart, why did you even pull that sorghum host into your dreams?"

Zou Sijiu sighed and turned his head to look at the fire.

Sun Qianyuan had completely fallen asleep, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he was sleeping very peacefully.

"Hey, what did you just ask?" Zou Sijiu stood up with a knife in his hand.

"Dao Chief, have you seen the opportunity of the old body to become an immortal?"

Zou Sijiu grinned, flicked the knife in his hand with his fingers, and teased: "Look at this knife, doesn't it look like your chance?" Come, let me cut it, and I will make you an immortal! ”

Zheng!

A cold light slammed out of the temple gate, slashing at the annoying old woman in kimono.

"Roar!"

The white fox's probe claws covered the top of the old woman's head, and the sharp claws of the beast held the long knife that fell.

The old woman in the kimono raised her face, and white powder fell from her cheeks.

She looked calmly at the sharp blade close at hand, and her cloudy eyes rolled with thick sarcasm.

"Being able to block the blow of the Inari God, you, a Taoist priest of the Ming Kingdom, also have some strength. But that's about it. Hand over the opportunity, and the old body can let you go! ”

"I've said it so many times, I'm a little curious."

Zou Sijiu held the knife in one hand, increasing the force in his hand a little bit, "What are you talking about the chance to become an immortal?" ”

In the previous calculation, Zou Sijiu thought that as long as he took Sun Qianyuan to Siming Mountain and led him to join the Daomen, he would be able to complete his obsession.

But judging from the meaning of this 'evil thought' in front of him, Sun Qianyuan's real obsession may have been with him all along.

Click.

The long knife trembled slightly, rubbing a little spark on the beast's claws.

The old woman in the kimono didn't seem to pay attention to the pain in the eyes of the white fox behind her, and still looked arrogant: "The opportunity to be favored by the Shinto Sect is naturally only the white jade Jingxian class!" ”

"It turned out to be that thing, I thought it was a Dao Ji who could be promoted to the ranks, but this is also in line with his identity as an old-school monk."

Zou Sijiu suddenly realized, and a plan to awaken Sun Qianyuan's consciousness appeared in his heart.

"Obsessed, Lord Inari God ate him!"

Seeing that Zou Sijiu hadn't put down the knife in her hand for a long time, the old woman's face gradually became gloomy.

Zou Sijiu grinned when she heard this, but the words she said made her face change.

"A character who can't even be counted as a yellow sorghum ghost, how can he play so much? Also, didn't you notice that this fox was scared? ”

As soon as the words fell, Zou Sijiu's left hand suddenly smashed into the back of the knife, and the long knife that was originally stalemate with the claws broke the claws and cut off, slashing at the old woman's head with the momentum of thunder.

"Ahh

The old woman in the kimono screamed, and her figure suddenly shrank back at the last moment, and she dodged the long knife in a millimeter and hid under the white fox.

"The god of Inari ate him, hurry up and eat him for me!"

Her eyes were frightened, and she grabbed the two hind legs of the white fox with both hands, and screamed wildly.

The white fox beast's mouth opened angrily, and two rows of sharp beast teeth were wrapped in a smoky stench and bit towards Zou Sijiu.

Bang!

Zou Sijiu kicked the beast's jaw, and his teeth suddenly closed like a guillotine, cutting off a scarlet tongue.

The splatters of blood stained the hair on the white fox's chest red, and a pair of beast eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and in a muffled roar, they slaughtered again.

Zou Sijiu slid sideways, easily dodging the oncoming culp, and the expression on his face was very relaxed.

Although he only simulated a small part of Li Jun's strength, it was far beyond the limitations set by Sun Qianyuan in this Huangliang dream.

Here, he is a well-deserved god of war!

Boom.

The fox's claws slammed into the air, smashing two large holes in the soft snow, and the beast turned around and was about to continue the killing, but a headless corpse that was still steaming was thrown in front of it.

"Your name is Inari God, right?"

The long knife is on the shoulder, and the foot is decapitated.

Zou Sijiu smiled: "It's not very good." ”

"Roar!"

Only half of the tongue was trembling, and the surging blood mixed with an angry roar rushed out of the white fox's mouth.

Zou Sijiu's figure retreated, and he retreated into the land temple with this crazy beast.

Boom!

The white fox went on a rampage, and the already crumbling pillars in the temple were suddenly in danger.

Loose tiles kept falling, crackling and smashing into the campfire.

The firelight flickered, and Sun Qianyuan's face flickered, and his tightly closed eyelids trembled, and he was about to open.

Poof!

Zou Sijiu flashed and appeared on the side of the white fox, and the cold light in his hand slashed out, and he forcibly cut off half of the beast's claws.

"Roar!!

The white fox shook its head irritably, the sharp pain of the broken claw had made it unstable on its feet, but the ferocity of the beast still drove it to rush towards Zou Sijiu crookedly.

This time, Zou Sijiu did not continue to play with the beast by distance, but waited until the beast's mouth almost rushed in front of him, and then suddenly turned sideways.

Behind him, the bright yellow treasure chest that emitted light appeared in front of the white fox!

Click!

The crate shattered, and the fragments of the seal were blown up by the strong wind and fell into the dying bonfire.

Zou Sijiu's left foot stepped forward half a step, the muscles on his back tensed in an instant, his right hand stretched out on the back of his shoulder, and the long knife on the ground broke the air attack!

Poof!

A huge fox head fell to the ground, the place where the long knife cut was smooth as a mirror, and the flesh and muscles seemed to have not yet reacted, and were still wriggling on their own.

In the heat that drifted away, the surging blood also did not realize that the passage in front of them had been cut off, and rushed into the cold and biting air without hesitation.

Zou Sijiu held the knife in his hand and wiped the remaining blood on the knife.

On the other side, Sun Qianyuan had already turned over from the ground and sat up at some point, his empty eyes staring directly at the wooden box that had been smashed by the white fox.

A knee-high, cross-legged statue of a Taoist god is exposed, and in the palms of two palms facing up, holding a bright yellow talisman seal of a pen walking dragon and snake.

The light on the talisman flows, flickering and dimming with the breath of the person.

Zou Sijiu raised his head at this moment, looking through the hole in the dome of the temple, looking at a twinkling star behind the wind and snow.

"It's your own evil thoughts that smashed the box, but not me. And this is the Huangliang dream realm in the background of the Ming Dynasty, you can't let Bai Yujing fall thunder and smash me, right? ”

(End of chapter)