After the pool was completed, the old man in the feather coat had exhausted the last trace of mana, paced with difficulty, walked to the center of the pool step by step, and sat down cross-legged.

Shen fell to this moment, and his heart was shocked.

He had naturally understood that most of the spirit pools he had seen in the cave before were the ones in front of him, and the corpse under the protection of the golden light should have been transformed by the old man in the feather coat.

Shen Luo came to the edge of the pool with complicated feelings, and saw the old man in feather clothes staring at the void in front of him with sad eyes, and his face looked a little sad and angry.

At this time, the old man suddenly shook his wrist, and a flying knife flew straight into the sky, and after colliding on the top of the cave, the tip of the knife turned straight down and fell straight down towards the top of his head.

He was going to die on his own before he was seriously injured and died!

Shen Luo's heart tightened, and he subconsciously pounced forward, trying to catch the flying knife, but his body became light and fluttering in the moment he vacated, and his divine consciousness was blurred for a while, and then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found that he had returned to his room in the Spring and Autumn View Qingshiping.

Bright sunlight shines through the window, and the sound of birdsong rises and falls, and it is early in the morning.

Shen Luo wanted to sit up, but found that he was weak, he couldn't get up for a while, and lay down again, and the various situations in the previous dream kept coming to his mind, and he was a little distracted for a while.

He groped around his body, and soon found that none of the flame spears and ice spear weapons he had obtained in the dream were on his body, including those pills that he hadn't had time to figure out what they were, and the demon fox's inner pill.

"It seems that the things in the dream cannot be brought back to reality. Shen Luo muttered.

After that, he subconsciously operated the nameless exercises, trying to mobilize the mana in the dantian, but as soon as he exercised, he felt a blockage in the meridians, a dullness in his chest, and he almost held back a mouthful of blood.

When he tried to run the Triple Nameless Exercises, the mana available in the dantian was pitifully small.

Moreover, when that bit of mana was mobilized and lifted up along the Ren vein to reach the Purple Palace Acupoint, it was unexpectedly blocked there, and it was impossible to advance an inch at all.

This situation was clearly the same as when he had just started to practice the second level of the Nameless Exercise.

Shen Luo struggled to sit up, and tried to use the nameless exercise to transfer the mana in the dantian again.

As a result, his mana is really only what it was when he was in the first consummation.

"It seems that I am dreaming of a fool, how can the realm achieved in the dream be brought back to reality?" Shen Luo patted his head and said with a wry smile.

Having said that, the experience of breaking through the second and even third exercises in his dream is still fresh in his memory, especially the various experiences and insights in his practice.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he quickly tore off his shirt and looked there carefully.

However, the skin on his chest was as smooth as ever, there was no scar at all, and under careful inspection, there was no abnormality at all.

Shen Luo thought about it for a while, and then he realized that the phalanx bone and the magic weapon elixir, and even the cultivation realm, were the same things in a dream, and they would not return to reality with him at all.

Suddenly, Shen Luo felt a surge of sleepiness, and the whole person was sleepy, and he couldn't help but turn his head and fall asleep again.

Almost at the same time.

In a mountain not much away from the Spring and Autumn Temple, a brand new temple has just been built, and on the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a large number of monks and believers have gathered, all of whom have folded their hands and closed their eyes and prayed sincerely.

In the main hall, a six-foot-high clay statue is covered with a layer of red cloth, just waiting for the auspicious time to arrive, it will be unveiled by the respected presiding monk to consecrate the golden body of the Buddha.

In front of a huge copper furnace outside the hall, an obese man dressed in brocade stood tall, holding three thumb-thick incense sticks in both hands, and was waiting for the incense stick to burn his head with excitement.

In the mountain gate, a statue of Veda holds a vajra, angry eyes are open, examines all the evils in the world, on the back of which Maitreya Buddha holds Buddha beads, greets people with a smiling face, and forms a good fate in the world.

Outside the door, two bamboo ladders had already been erected, and four young monks were working together to carry a large plaque and hang it towards the door.

The plaque is made of sandalwood, red lacquer as the base, and gold lacquer is written, and there are three big characters written on it: "Jialan Temple".

"Knock ......"

At this moment, the auspicious time has just arrived, and a loud bell rings from the temple and spreads leisurely into the distance.

Not far from the temple, two hunters stood in front of a barren cave and took down a huge fox with mixed fur from a trap set up the day before, with two arrows stuck in its body, and blood dripping from the wound.

The fox still had a fat vole in its mouth, and it did not let go until it died.

The two hunters were happily deliberating, and they skinned it, took it to the bazaar for some grain, and brought the meat back to the two children for tooth sacrifices.

None of them knew that in the depths of the cave, a newborn fox with a yellowish coat was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, it seemed to hear the bell from the temple, a pair of immature eyes slowly opened, and the two furry pointed ears also stood up, and they shook a little smartly.

......

Early in the morning of the second day.

After sleeping for a day and a night, Shen Luo regained his spirits.

When he went to the dining hall for breakfast, he met Tian Tiesheng, and the two had a brief conversation, and Shen Luo discovered something.

Previously, he had practiced selflessly in his dreams, but it took a lot of time, but when he returned to reality, it was still only one night, as if he really just had a dream that lasted for a long time.

Shen Luo remembered that the first two times he fell asleep, he also fell asleep at night, and woke up early the next morning.

He had some doubts in his heart, could it be that no matter how much time he experienced in his dream, it was just a night's sleep in reality?

After Shen Luo had breakfast, he quickly came to the shallow pool in the back mountain, slowly closed his eyes, and re-cultivated the second exercise.

He carefully recalled in his mind the scene of cultivating in the dream realm at that time, and the details of how the mana in his body flowed at that time also began to float to his heart bit by bit.

Only then did Shen Luo understand that when he first began to cultivate, he was unable to break through the Purple Palace Acupoint when his mana rushed up, not because of the amount of mana, but because he was not properly controlled, and he failed to make the dantian mana blow and impact the pass at the same time.

He pinched the mana with both hands, silently recited the mantra in his heart, imagined the mana in the dantian as a cluster of feathered arrows in the sea of knowledge, and urged it to rush straight forward with all his strength with the idea of finishing his work in a battle.

There seemed to be a cool breath in his veins, and he rushed up at an instant, passing the Yutang acupoint on his chest and shooting straight at the Zigong acupoint.

After repeating this several times, a soft "poof" sound was heard.

"Pass the ......" Shen Luo's heart was overjoyed, and the Purple Palace Acupoint suddenly opened up, and was occupied by the mana that rushed from above.

After this acupoint was passed, the confidence in his heart immediately increased a little.

Even if the realm in the dream realm can't bring back reality, the feelings and experiences he has realized are still there, and with these things, it is not a matter of course for the tricks behind him to break through!

Shen Luo suppressed the excitement in his heart, ran the mantra again, and continued to induce mana to rush up to the Huagai acupoint.