"Five Organs Temple?"

The small temple is called the Five Organs Temple, made of white bones, looks like a white bone giant on the outside, but there is no head, and in the temple, there is a Buddha shrine in the five directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest, and the five Buddha shrines are respectively placed in the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

All the internal organs were dripping with blood, as if they had just been dug out of the body of a living person.

"The temple is like a person without a head, and the five organs are located in the five directions and are the five elements, and it is indeed the temple of the five organs. Ye Qing's eyes narrowed slightly.

In some places where people are ignorant, the people often refer to the five temple gods with the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, and build the five internal organs temples, thinking that the sacrifice of the five temples can be smooth and rainy, without disasters and diseases, and the freshest five organs are the best sacrifices.

Therefore, in some places, there are often ignorant and backward people, who carry out living sacrifices during the sacrifice, and they will open the intestines and stomach of the sacrifices in the temple of the five organs, dig up the five organs and worship the five directions, take the flesh and blood and spread the ground, and build the temple with white bones, which is used to worship the gods of the five temples.

"So, these paper figures are intended to be used to worship the gods of the Five Temples?!"

Ye Qing roughly guessed the purpose of these paper figures in his heart: "The paper people are sacrificed by living people, which is a bit interesting." ”

"However, I seem to be here to cultivate, right?!"

Sure enough, his guess was right, and the two paper figures put down the sedan chair and pulled him into the temple, while all the paper figures outside the temple knelt down.

Inside the temple, a paper knife appeared in the hands of two paper figures, cutting the paper rope on his body, preparing to cut out his heart.

When the paper rope was broken, Ye Qing suddenly felt that he could move, and his whole body swept across, and the two paper figures were directly shocked into pieces and turned into ashes.

"Buzz ......"

The temple of the five internal organs shook, and red blood oozed from the five internal organs that were sacrificed in the five directions, and a grand and majestic voice sounded in the temple:

"Bold, mere mortal, dare to blaspheme the gods. ”

As the majestic voice sounded, the paper people outside the temple pounced on him like chrysalis.

Ye Qing threw a punch, the foehn wind blew, and more than a dozen paper figures silently turned into ashes.

But the paper man was endless, and he rushed up again, and the red sleeves slipped from the sleeves, appearing in his hand, and a knife swept away, and the knife light swept away a breeze, sneaking into the night with the wind, ethereal and gentle.

"Spring Breeze"

A large number of paper figures are like fine dust blown by the spring breeze, turning into powder.

Gentle Township is also a hero's grave.

After the "spring breeze", the red sleeves are reversed, falling from the sky, and when it falls, the knife light is divided into countless times, and the knife light is extremely fine and dense, like wisps of drizzle, falling from the sky.

"Drizzle"

Before the "drizzle" fell, Ye Qing's left hand had already been handed out with a punch.

"Cloud Steaming Osawa Style"

In the drizzle, a large number of paper figures were torn apart by the light of the knife, and the torn paper was sprinkled with joy, and they were carried forward by the ensuing fist.

After rushing into more paper crowds, the paper exploded, the wind raged, the wind fueled the fire, and the fire of nothingness roared like a tornado, engulfing a large number of paper figures.

But after a few breaths, when the power of the Void Fire decreased slightly, a large number of paper figures pounced on Ye Qing again, surrounding Ye Qing.

"Intercepting the ...... River"

"Breaking the Formation......"

"Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve ......"

"Phantom Body ......"

"Tai Chi Nine Potentials ......"

"Karma Fire Red Lotus Knife"

Ye Qing is like a ghost in the paper figures, his figure is constantly changing, and he uses light skills, fist techniques, and knife skills one by one.

The strength of the paper man is not strong, only in the late stage of Tuomai, but the victory is in the huge number, even though Ye Qing is in the Washing God Realm, and the Gang Qi is extremely powerful, but because he is in the dream realm, he can't benefit

Using the dragon and snake runes to restore the true qi, it can't withstand the consumption of the paper figure, and the qi is slowly exhausted.

After the gang qi was exhausted, he could only fight the paper man with his physical body and moves.

Unable to use his true qi, the power of the moves was greatly reduced, and at the beginning he still used those complicated and powerful moves, but the effect was not satisfactory, and it was a waste of physical strength, which was not as direct and effective as those simple moves.

Slowly, Ye Qing's moves became more and more concise, fists like guns, elbows like hammers, arms like whips, legs like axes, and knife techniques are simple basic moves such as chopping, chopping, teasing, and sweeping, and the whole body has become a weapon, and finally before his physical strength is exhausted, he killed all the paper people.

Then, just as Ye Qing was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the temple suddenly shook, and an illusory figure flew out of the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

"Dare mortals, dare to blaspheme the gods......"

"Five temple gods?"

Ye Qing looked up at the five figures in the air, five figures, one holding the five fire covers, one holding the peach talisman sword, one holding the unicorn shield, one holding the white tiger mace, and one holding the water dividing Yue, which was the legendary five temple gods.

The five temple gods are the five gods of the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, the heart belongs to fire, the liver belongs to wood, the spleen belongs to earth, the lungs belong to gold, and the kidney belongs to water.

In the next moment, five vermilion birds flew out of the five fire covers, and the flames were monstrous; the peach rune sword turned into a green dragon, and the grass and trees in the mountains grew wildly; the unicorn shield turned into a unicorn, and the ground cracked; the white tiger turned into a white tiger, killing the cold; and the water splitting Yue became a Xuanwu, and the torrent was surging.

"I'll go to Grandma Li's. ”

Ye Qing looked at the apocalyptic scene, feeling the power of heaven and earth, and could only scold impotently and angrily, and then was annihilated by the water and fire in the sky.

Then, Ye Qing opened his eyes and saw Nan Ke floating in the air, the bronze door was slowly closing.

"Dear master, you are awake. After the bronze door closed, Bai Jun smiled.

"How long has it been?" Ye Qing asked.

"Half an hour!" replied Kuro-kun.

"Half an hour?" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, half an hour had passed in reality, and more than two or three hours had passed in his dream, and it was indeed a dream of Nan Ke.

"Dear master, what's the catch?" Bai Jun asked.

"Yes!" Ye Qing said truthfully.

As the saying goes, actual combat is the best master, and although he only stayed in the dream for two or three hours, he gained a lot.

To be honest, this dream trip has improved his understanding and mastery of boxing, knife techniques, light martial arts, body techniques, etc., and his combat experience has improved a lot.

"It's just a little bit shorter. Ye Qing looked at Bai Jun: "Are all dreams so difficult?"

If the dream realm was as difficult as today, he would be able to hold on for two or three hours, but if he was someone else, he could only hold on for half to more than an hour after standing up to the sky, so although there was improvement, it was very limited.

If it's a little weaker, let alone a little weaker.

"Dear master, dreams are based on the strength of a person, the exercises that he wants to cultivate, etc., in short, if the stronger a person's strength, the more powerful the exercises he wants to cultivate, and the more exercises he wants to practice, the more difficult it is to form a dream. ”

"If the strength is weaker, the less exercises you want to cultivate, the weaker the exercises, and the simpler the dream realm will be. Bai Jun explained.

Ye Qing suddenly realized, no wonder his dream was so difficult, when he was constructing the dream realm, he was thinking about all his exercises, and the level of exercises he possessed was extraordinary, so it would be like this.

It seems that when constructing dreams in the future

, it is best to think of one or two exercises, so that the dream formed should be relatively moderate, not only can you practice the exercises, but also will not end the dream so quickly, and you can maximize the purpose of improving your strength.

"Why didn't you say this before?" Ye Qing's tone was a little cold.

"Master, didn't you ask me?" Bai Jun said aggrievedly.

"Then can I still enter Nanke today?" Ye Qing asked.

Bai Jun shook the snake's head: "No, the master needs to wait for a day." ”

"Okay, can I ask you in advance what your requirements are next time?" Ye Qing asked again.

Bai Jun said: "No, you have to wait until the next time you use it again to ask questions." ”

"Okay, sure enough, if you ask, it's in vain!" Ye Qing said.

"Woo...... Sure enough, the men are all big pigs' trotters. Bai Jun said aggrievedly: "When it is useful, call other people's little treasures, dear and love, and when it is useless, speak coldly to others, and abandon them like clogs." ”

"Phew, scumbag. Heijun said disdainfully.

Ye Qing: "......" Didn't I just say the five words "ask in vain", why did I rise to the height of a scumbag?

And what's the matter with your aggrieved tone? Am I like a scumbag who has abandoned his family and his daughter from the beginning to the end?

"Okay, scumbags are scumbags! Ye Qing was stunned for a long time, and finally shrugged his shoulders and put Nan Ke away.

The scumbag is cool for a while, and the scumbag has always been cool!

After putting away Nan Ke, Ye Qing lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Although the cultivation in the dream realm will not affect the reality, the dream realm is too real, and the tension and fatigue caused by the fight are all real, and he needs to sleep well and slow down.

......

In the middle of the night, it rained heavily outside, and the rain was pouring down, and the rain curtain was intertwined and blended with the night, like a huge prison.

The night wind howled, and in the sound of the wind and rain, a shadow creeped strangely.

It was an inn, and I saw the inn crawling in the dark, like a living thing, the walls squirmed, and two huge eyes appeared on both sides of the inn door, and the door opened and closed, spewing out a stream of heat, like a mouth, yawning.

The inn shook and slowly rose upward, and four turtle-like objects appeared at the bottom of the inn.

The turtle's feet bent all the way, and the inn fell and rose, as if moving his legs and feet and stretching his muscles and bones, and a touch of humanized comfort was revealed in the two huge eyes.

"Whew"

The next moment, the door of the inn opened, the walls on the left and right sides were dented, and a mountain wind carried the night rain into the inn, and the inn swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, with four legs swinging, the inn ran like a galloping horse, running in the heavy rain, wading through mountains and rivers, as if walking on the ground, and in the blink of an eye it was several miles away.

But the strange thing is that in the process of running in the inn, there is silence.

"Hoo ......"

In the room, Ye Qing was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, sometimes frowning, sometimes shortness of breath, as if he was sleeping very unsteadily.

In the dream, Ye Qing dreamed that he was sleeping on the bed, and when he was sleeping, he dreamed that he was sleeping, but it was not double happiness, but whenever he closed his eyes, a pair of huge eyes appeared on the roof facing him, looking at him deadly.

But when he opens his eyes, they disappear, and when he closes them, they reappear, and so on.

It was as if those eyes were playing hide and seek with him.

Eerie and grotesque.