"It's just three or five pieces of spiritual materials that are not in the stream, it may be enough to buy a loose cultivation like us, but it's only one or two shots, and we don't owe it to our lives, and we still want to win over the pair of Li Zhen and Mu Qingsi?"

"Could this Huaijiang County King not even know the grade of spiritual materials?"

"No, there really won't be anyone who can't even tell the grade of spiritual materials, right?"

"That's hard to say, don't think that the princes and nobles are knowledgeable, these people have dragons and phoenixes, they don't distinguish between grains and grains, and there are also those who are not diligent in their four bodies, maybe they even think that eating an egg is a precious thing!"

"Hahahaha......"

After laughing, Qingsong Daoren's expression was solemn, but he said: "I finally understand why the dragon lord let us lurk here, pretending to take refuge in this Huaijiang county king, Xuanxin Zhujun king, it is true that he is the only one who is the stupidest and the best to control!"

"That's the same, he was sealed off early, and he was a prestige, where does anyone dare to educate?"

"Pretentious, shallow-minded, overjoyed, impatient, these conditions have been met, he is indeed a qualified puppet, but such a person, how should we assist? According to the plan, the assassination will fail, escape back to the fiefdom, and stand on his own, I am afraid that I will not be able to escape this catastrophe, and if he is allowed to die here, it will be troublesome. ”

"It doesn't matter, the dragon lord has already ordered that this person can be protected, and if he can't be protected, he will simply abandon it, the main thing is to use him to throw stones to ask for directions, to find out the positions and details of all parties in the royal city, and it is not necessarily necessary for him to split Xuan Xin. ”

The men then talked about other arrangements, and Li Zhen listened absentmindedly as he thought to himself.

"Who is the dragon lord in their mouths?"

Tianyun Sect doesn't seem to have a real person surnamed Long, and among the nearby scattered cultivation forces, there don't seem to be a few powerful people like Yin Changming, and they are also not surnamed Long.

Is this a pseudonym, a road number, or something else?

Li Zhen didn't care too much, and wandered around the manor while waiting for these people to sleep.

Most of the spells he has mastered now are soul path secret methods, and the soul dream technique is very good, combined with his hidden and invisible out-of-body technique, he can completely explore the truth unconsciously.

Sure enough, after all the silence, everyone began to rest.

The others didn't sleep, they all seemed to be in good spirits, they just sat there and meditated, but Qingsong Daoren fell asleep.

He is outstanding, suitable for doing things, and he runs around a lot, but he still needs to refresh himself from a light sleep.

After Li Zhen was sure that he was asleep, he quietly sneaked into it, but he saw that the sky and the earth were cloudy, there was no light, and no dreams were generated.

This is a means for the monk to defend himself, and if there are no distracting thoughts in the spirit, or if he does not actively generate them, he will not have dreams for no reason.

In this way, it is difficult for yin and evil to invade, and it will not be harmed by people who can send their souls to dreams.

But when Li Zhen saw this, he immediately urged his spirit and forcibly helped him guide, weave, and generate dreams.

"Huh?"

In the darkness, a light sound came out, and the Qingsong Dao people seemed to be alert, and immediately woke up in the dream.

Lucid dreams!

In the blink of an eye, this was the world he controlled.

From this, it can be seen that hidden dreams are indeed just a small technique, except for some ordinary people who are effective, or as familiar people to each other dreams, transmission of news, there is not much use, want to use dreams to preach, throughout the ages not no one has done it, but it has never been the mainstream.

This kind of thing is too easy to be countered.

Qingsong Daoist obviously understood this, and soon conjured up a figure in a Tsing Yi Taoist robe standing in the empty field: "Where is the demon, it actually invades my spirit, don't you show up quickly!"

There was a great majesty in his voice, and in the rolling waves, there was unimaginable spiritual power, as magnificent as a fairy.

This is a dream realm that he himself dominates, and he imagines himself as a powerful monk, and naturally he has a bit of a bluffing momentum.

But Li Zhen did not move, his dream spirit was extremely lucid, and he was not shocked by it in the slightest.

Qingsong Daoren once again showed a look of surprise.

But just as his mind relaxed, a hazy figure emerged.

This is a translucent ghost fire like a ghostly ghost, gray and white, with a dull texture.

Immediately afterwards, one after another strange-looking figures appeared, all of which were conjured with spiritual power, and were based on the images of various rare birds and beasts in reality or legendary monsters.

Qingsong Daoren's face was shocked, almost trembling with fright.

This is my own dream, I woke up just after falling asleep, and I always occupied the advantage of the home field, and I can still let the opponent control so many mental changes, doesn't this mean that the opponent's spiritual power is far better than my own?

He didn't know much about dreams, but he also understood that this was a manifestation that the gap between the two sides was too big and that their spiritual cultivation was not at the same level.

In a moment of distraction, the monster beast pounced, as if the real body carried a thick fishy wind, almost crushing him to the ground.

The first to bear the brunt is a black giant tiger with three eyes, with a majestic posture and agile movements, full of the deterrent power of the king of beasts, which is completely in line with the image of the demon beast in the cognition of the Qingsong Dao people.

However, Qingsong Dao is not an idle person, he turned over violently to break free from the suppression, a slippery shovel slipped to the belly of the three-eyed black tiger, and in a moment, he sacrificed a flying sword taken out of nowhere, easily cutting through the opponent's belly.

This seems to be the weakness of the three-eyed black tiger, and in an instant, the internal organs flow to the ground, turning into black essence and scattering everywhere.

But after killing a black tiger, there are many strange beasts.

The ghostly fires also filled like smoke, and strange sensations surrounded them.

Qingsong Daoren clearly saw that he was burned by the flames, but he felt a feeling of suffocation when he was soaked in cold water, and heavy pressure surged from all directions, as if he was in the deep sea.

Qingsong Dao people knew that their perception was confused, and their hearts were in a hurry, but it became more and more difficult to break free.

The monster didn't let him go, and kept biting and attacking, and with each bite, there was an extra piece of flesh and blood on his body and he lost consciousness.

The cold feeling became worse and worse, and the body seemed to be falling all the time.

I don't know how long it took, Qingsong Daoren woke up suddenly, and found himself sitting on the bed, goosebumps all over his body were erected, and a lot of cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

"Is this a dream?

"No, it's not. ”

"This is no ordinary dream, how could I have a nightmare of being bitten to death by a beast for no reason, and it is still so real?"

Even if ordinary people have such a nightmare, they will lose their souls for a while, suspecting that they have provoked something unclean, and Qingsong Daoren, as a monk, will not ignore this obvious change.

"Someone's using the Nightmare Town method against me......! Very strong!"

"How can this be, Li Zhen and his wife should not have such skills, is there any mysterious master guarding the side, how did he lock my spirit?"

His face was extremely ugly, and when he looked out the window, it was dark everywhere except for the landscape lights in the garden.

This was originally a normal night scene in the suburban courtyard, but in his feelings, there was a bit of a strange and grotesque atmosphere for no reason.

"Gotta get out of here. ”

Qingsong Daoren stood up, his mind was in a trance for a while, and his mind began to become dizzy.

"My head is so dizzy......"

Half-asleep and half-awake, it was as if something was calling itself in the depths of darkness.

Qingsong Daoren's eyes closed, and he couldn't help but return to the previous scene.

He felt like he was caught in the depths of the ocean, pitch black and intense, as if an indescribable celestial beast was swimming beneath it.

Many people gaze at the deep water, and they will imagine what horror is hidden underneath, and give birth to inexplicable fear.

This kind of psychology comes from the innate instinct of human beings, even if Qingsong Daoist has embarked on the path of cultivation, he still has not been able to completely eliminate it, and he has not yet seen the ability to understand the mind.

After realizing that he was still sinking, and that it was difficult to break free for a while, his mind fell into unspeakable fear.

He had even forgotten that it was a dream, and that nothing left in his subconscious was powerlessness and panic.

Qingsong Daoren began to struggle, but he didn't know what was entangled under the water, so he pulled him tightly and continued to go down.

Boundless, boundless......

Constant sinking......

Suddenly, a light appeared in front of the Qingsong Dao people.

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, he grabbed it violently, and then he felt himself being pulled up by a huge force.

"Whoa!"

It was as if the dragon was out of the water, and his whole body jumped out of the river, and when he opened his eyes, everyone was looking at him in surprise.

"Qingsong Daoyou, what's wrong with you?"

"yes, how did you get to the bottom of the river?"

"Hahaha, if you want to eat fish, just say it, you can't catch it secretly. ”

Several fellow Daoists who were also Qi refining cultivators laughed, as if they all thought that the Qingsong Daoist was greedy and went down to the river to catch fish.

Qingsong Daoren opened his mouth, wanting to justify, but for a moment he forgot what to say.

He always felt that something was wrong, but his spirit was still in a trance, extremely tired, so he had to smile awkwardly.

"Immortal masters, the dragon lord has summoned, and please come to the cabin to discuss matters. ”

At this moment, a warrior dressed in fine leather armor and looking like an elite guard walked over and said to several monks who had gathered here to talk and laugh.

At this time, the people of Qingsong Dao realized that they were on a huge ship.

I don't know why I feel a sense of déjà vu, as if I had experienced it before.

But the dragon lord summoned him, and the people of Qingsong Dao did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly walked in with the others.

Inside the ship, a hall-like cabin was spacious and bright, and a heroic young man in armor sat on the top, looking at the people below the stairs with a bright look.

This person is about in his early thirties, his aura is comparable to Zhu Ming, and he already has the cultivation of the late stage of qi refining.

He was wearing a bright light armor, like the armor of dragon scales, faintly exuding the brilliance of dark gold, and the center part was a lion-like relief, made of strange metals containing spirituality, and the eye sockets were inlaid with two jet-black gems, full of fresh breath.

Across the foot is a boot sewn from an unknown animal skin, the whole body is russet, embellished with fire copper, moon shade, black gold, mist is dark, such as stepping on the clouds, looking at it has a light floating sense of elegant.

In addition, the inch-sized orb he was playing with in his hand did not seem to be ordinary.

The whole body of this thing is crystal clear, transparent and bright, like a glass orb, but the inside is sealed with a faint flickering red light, like a candle flame trapped in the ice crystals, but it continues to burn strangely.

With his caressing, a cloud-like light flew out of it, and the fireflies gently swirled around the palm of his hand.

But when people's attention is attracted by it and they look at it, they suddenly find that there is nothing there, as if the glowing light of the fireflies they saw before is just an illusion.

When Qingsong Dao people saw this scene, the sense of déjà vu in their hearts became stronger and stronger.

But in front of the dragon lord, he didn't dare to be distracted, and he lowered his head like everyone else, and saluted: "I've seen the dragon lord." ”

"You fellow Daoists don't have to be polite. The dragon lord smiled faintly, his tone was modest, but he was full of the bearing of a superior person, and waved his hand casually, "Please take a seat." ”

There were chairs corresponding to everyone in the cabin, and the monks hurriedly walked up and spontaneously sat down in order according to their cultivation strength and proximity.

The Dragon Lord looked at everyone and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the opportunity for the battle of the feudal kingdom that I said before has arrived. My ancestor has obtained inside information, and there will be a decree under the law, and our sons and daughters should fight for them in the mortal world and expand their territory.

If you help me, you can also enjoy the orthodoxy of the world in the future, whether it is glory and wealth or spiritual resources, you will have everything. ”

There were more than a dozen Qi Refining Realm cultivators present, each of whom had different cultivation ages, and their appearance and temperament were also varied, and they seemed to be scattered cultivators of different origins and identities.

All the things mentioned by the dragon lord are all rare opportunities for them to cultivate casually, and they will definitely greatly change the trajectory of their future lives.

When Qingsong Dao people heard this, they couldn't help but show a look of longing.

Xuan even saw that the dragon lord began to command everyone, explaining their respective tasks one by one.

Strange to say, he was obviously sitting in the hall, but what the dragon lord said was vague, and it was only when it was the turn of Qingsong Dao people to wait for a few before it became clear.

"You go to the palace of the king of Huaijiang County to introduce yourself, and trick him into competing for the throne, and even divide and stand on his own. ”

"This person is pretentious, but he is not like a human king, he is a suitable object of use, if he wins the feudal country with his help, the sect will definitely come forward to protect the fruits of victory, so that the land divided within the original sect will be obtained, and the ancestor can be determined, and we will unify Xuanzhou in the future, and the promotion of the dynasty will not be known!

If there really is that day, the national teachers of this dynasty will be selected among the people, and the rest will also be divided into Lingfeng, canonized orthodoxy, and helped you build a foundation and open a mountain to teach disciples, and the future is limitless......"

The words of this dragon lord seemed to have great bewitching power, even if the Qingsong Dao people always felt that it was not the first time they heard it, they still couldn't help but feel their hearts fluttering and excited.

At this moment, Qingsong Daoren's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly looked at the corner of the hall.

There sat an unknown young man, smiling and looking at him meaningfully.