This dream calamity is really mysterious, and people can't interfere. The people of all sects were silent when they heard this, and they were all wondering in their hearts, why did Nanyang Guigong have this dream, what was this dream, and why did the harm of this dream happen to be at the age of forty-six? How can we crack this terrifying nightmare...... And what is even more frightening is that after this strange dream was born, the son and daughter of Nanyang Guigong died one after another, and death is so strange, why does the footsteps of death continue to this day...... It's full of questions.

No one could find a flaw, and of course there was no way to interject, and the group was silent for a while.

After a while, all the sects and factions walked out of the living room and looked around in the large courtyard of the burial sect, they wanted to make a breakthrough, they wanted to find some clues, they wanted to find out what had happened here and why it was so weird.

At this time, Wang Dashi noticed that Mr. Nanyang was more aging than before, and the whole person looked decadent, presumably he couldn't sleep comfortably every day, and it was difficult to swallow food, as if he was leaning on the blade of a knife every day.

Several people from the local faction did not leave, and gathered around Mr. Nanyang together.

Mr. Nanyang's eyes were filled with tears, and he said: "My birthday next year is the end of the day, and this curse has already happened to my brother and sister, and I am naturally no exception." - Hey, I have never had anything to worry about, I regard life and death as floating grass, and life and death do not matter! It's just, it's just, it's just that my sister is below, and the whole youth has been delayed, if the dream disaster can't be solved, but for many years, my sister must be like my brother and sister...... Hey, I have no relatives below, and the most beloved is this sister, if I can't save my sister's life, as an elder brother, what kind of face do I have!"

Speaking of this, Mr. Nanyang clenched his fists, bowed down, and said to the four people of the local sect: "I still want to thank you below, thank you for the help of all sects and factions, and thank you to Wutai Mountain Xiantong Temple and Zhengyi Sect!"

Wang Dashi said at this moment: "Time is running out, there can be no more delays, from now on, we will carefully investigate, trace by thread, and not miss any clues." As long as we work hard, we will definitely be able to do things well. We work hard to do it, and even if we don't succeed, we have a clear conscience! I think that as long as we work hard, God will be moved by our deeds, and it will also open up the grace of heaven!"

Mr. Nanyang heard Wang Dashi say so wholeheartedly, and bowed down again: "Thank you to the local faction, we have received your wishes, if necessary, Mr. Nanyang and his sister will cooperate with each other!"

At this time, there were not many people around the hall, most of them thought that there was something wrong with the feng shui here, or that there were ghosts and demons lurking here, and they searched around.

According to what Wang Dashi said, he reasoned in his heart.

- First of all, Nanyang Guigong has been dead for many years, and Nanyang Guigong went to the tomb to look for something, as for what it is, no one knows, but it can be deduced that what he is looking for should be related to this dream. After a long time, no one knew what happened in the middle, but the thing with the arms was brought back and buried in the courtyard, and they all said that this thing was strange, why not dig it up and see what it was?

When Wang Dashi thought of this, he asked to dig out the arm-like thing in the courtyard to see what it was.

Mr. Nanyang was very surprised, and said: "Previously, people from all sects and sects said that they wanted to dig up this thing, but none of them dared to do it, they all said that this arm-like thing brought out of the ancient tomb would kill themselves—— even if the dream disaster that entangled the burial sect could not be solved, they were not willing to harm the innocent you!"

Dafu Right and Dafu Left also nodded again and again, and they pulled Wang Dashi, meaning that he should not be reckless.

Wang Dashi knew that the wind wandering monk wandered the people, and he knew more folk traditions and folk legends, so he looked at him at this time and didn't know what he had to say. It's just that at this time, the wind wandering monk deliberately avoided Wang Dashi's gaze.

Wang Dashi thought to himself: "If you do good deeds and do good deeds, God will take care of you, so what are you afraid of?" Thinking of this, he said to the three people on the right side of Dafu: "Let's come from thousands of miles away, not just hanging around here, guess and think, we have to take our own actions!"

As he spoke, Wang Dashi asked Mr. Nanyang for a shovel and followed Mr. Nanyang to the courtyard. Feng Yousheng and Dafu Zuo also walked in.

The Wind Wandering Monk also had an extra shovel in his hand at the moment, and he was about to find a place to prepare for excavation, when suddenly there was a shout outside the door.

Wang Dashi and the others were startled by this sudden voice, estimated that something had happened, and rushed out together.

The sound came from the back hill of the main hall of the burial sect, and following the sound, it turned out that the python had been found here.

Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia had already killed this python, and Ouyang Langzhong was teaching Ouyang Zhiqing to make this big python into medicinal herbs. I saw that Ouyang Zhiqing broke open the head of the python, scraped out the brain, and then cleaned the internal organs of the python with his hands, divided the python into several sections with a knife, and then made a fire on the ground and roasted the snake meat over a slight fire.

Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia searched around, driving away, and inspected whether there were any foreign objects such as pythons.

Wang Dashi didn't see Dongfang Qingluo and Wen Qingqing, so he must have gone out to visit the scenery and haven't come back yet!

There were no strange changes around, and Wang Dashi and Dafu returned to the burial sect together. After going back, Wang Dashi came to the courtyard and wanted to dig out the arm-like thing, but at this time, the subordinates of the burial faction ran to the courtyard and hurriedly called him away.

Wang Dashi thought that something had happened again, and followed him to a room.

There was a dining table in the middle of the room, and there was an earthen stove on the partition wall, and suddenly Wang Dashi realized that this was the kitchen and dining room.

Mr. Nanyang, Nanyang Xiaolian and Dafuku were already sitting in the restaurant, and Mr. Nanyang was greeting Wang Dashi.

Wang Dashi was very puzzled and asked: "Mr. Nanyang, what, how ......" In fact, he wanted to say how a few people from the local faction were dining, and where the rest of the people from the various factions went, but he was not embarrassed to speak.

Mr. Nanyang understood what Wang Dashi meant, and said with a smile: "All sects and factions are afraid that the disturbance of this dream disaster will imperceptibly spread to themselves, so they don't dare to dine here——;

Daifuku said: "It's so squeamish, they all grew up with milk, why is it so different, it's really unlucky!"

Feng Yousheng scolded: "He's a fucking hippie, what do you want to do? What can you do? Hehe, it's all dirt buns, and they are also meat buns!"

Hearing this scolding, they all sighed, several people looked at each other, and they all laughed, even Mr. Nanyang and his sister Nanyang Xiaolian also laughed at this time.

At night, Wang Dashi couldn't sleep, he remembered a lot of things, and it was difficult to understand, so he walked out.

Outside the sky, the black sky is far away, and the stars are dotted, which is really beautiful. In this night sky, Wang Dashi thought of Wen Qingqing and Ouyang Ziyun not far away.

On that dark night, shooting stars crossed by, a pair of lovers, closed their eyes and made a wish, how pleasant it was, how happy it was! Then he remembered the local White Horse Peak where he and Ouyang Ziyun had been, what a memorable and beautiful story it was.

Wang Dashi is a sentimental person, and his memories have turned back to Wen Qingqing. Qingshiwa Town, that dark night, that lakeside, that encounter...... Thinking of this, looking at Dongfang Qingluo and Wen Qingqing, who still hadn't come back to stay overnight, his heart was lost again, like frost, cold and cold. He asked himself: "These days, what will happen to the two of them, Wen Qingqing and a girl follow a group of people from the Sword Casting Gang, how does she stay, how does she eat, how does she socialize, she must be unhappy, when she eats, she probably won't say a word, don't talk about it......"

Ouyang Ziyun is his fate, but Ouyang Ziyun will never accept his true feelings from the bottom of his heart, and Wen Qingqing, Wen Qingqing was snatched away from him by Dongfang Qingluo. Wen Qingqing's eyes told me that she cared about me, cared about me, and was willing to follow me around or live a dull life, but I don't have the ability to fight her back now, which is a huge shame.

Wang Dashi thought of this, closed his eyes, cultivated his internal qi, he usually punched into the moves, sometimes weak, sometimes with unimaginable strength, so that he could not grasp it, at the moment he tried to adjust the distribution of qi in his body, condensed in the palms of his hands, arms, and feet......

After trying a few times, he felt that the force in his body was still flowing and uncertain, and he didn't know how to gather it, so he practiced several more times until a layer of sweat overflowed on his face, and he still didn't find the trick.

Wang Dashi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in his heart: "Am I really a stupid person who can't be stupid anymore!" He lamented and let go of his mind, but thinking of the previous insult and Wen Qingqing, his heart was difficult to contain: "No, Wang Dashi, you have to cheer up, Wen Qingqing is still waiting for you!" A gust of fist wind drifted over in an instant, and then, according to the previous method, he once again concentrated his strength on his left arm through his mind, and slammed out a palm, and listened to the sound of "brushing".

He was so happy that he ran to a tree, then harnessed his strength and poured it into his arm, throwing a punch into it.

I only heard the sound of "brush", the fist wind drifted by, the force was not light, and it hit the tree directly, making the big tree with a thick bowl of mouth shake violently, and the fallen leaves fluttered. It's just that his fist was like being smashed with a stone hammer, and it was extremely painful.

Wang Dashi sometimes succeeds and sometimes fails, very angry, sitting on the ground for a while pondering, he feels that the control of the power is constantly transported and gathered through the acupuncture points, if you want to gather strength in a certain place, the first thing is to open up all the acupuncture points and meridians in the body, and then, with the intention and intention, after the strength in the body is gathered, it will explode instantly, so that it can have a strong way. It's just that he still doesn't know if his meridians are open.

In fact, Wang Dashi was able to block lightly, but he actually played Liu Feixia's three-toothed iron fork far away, which was obviously due to the strength of the body. The amount of qi in Wang Dashi's body is like the sea, and it is extremely deep, according to this, the eight veins of the Qi Jing in the body have long been opened, and the circulation is faster. It's just that he didn't know at all, and in his heart he never knew that he had a deep internal strength in his body, because internal strength was not born to exist, and he had not practiced the ability to allow him to gather such a deep internal force in his body in a short period of time.

At that moment, Wang Dashi gathered his strength and punched again, only to hear a "click", and a small tree broke in response, but at this time, the fist was painful again!

Wang Dashi sat on the ground again, he knew that although he could gather the strength in his body and control it at will, he still needed to hone it, otherwise his palms and fists would be painful to death every time, and the gains would outweigh the losses. Among the masters, pay attention to both internal and external cultivation; those who practice qi control them with their qi, not with their flesh and skin.

At this time, in the deep darkness of the night, several fires suddenly appeared, fluttering and flickering, and then, a sparkling thing passed by.

Wang Dashi immediately remembered the disturbance of the dream disaster, could it be the dream disaster caused by these weirdness? Looking at that thing, he chased after it, and after chasing it for a short time, he suddenly saw two sheds built of grass and trees in front of him!

This is the place where Ouyang Zhiqing and the others killed the python concoction medicinal materials during the day, there was nothing at that time, how could two grass and tree sheds appear at once? Wang Dashi was taken aback, only to hear a sound from the grass and wood shed, and then Ouyang Ziyun was pulled out by Ouyang Zhiqing.

Wang Dashi hurriedly hid by a tree.

Ouyang Zhiqing said to Ouyang Ziyun: "You are angry again, my parents asked us to consider the time to get married, is it also my fault?"

Ouyang Ziyun cried and said, "You're right, you're right, it's all my own fault, it's all my fault! Get out, I won't tell you, I won't tell you!"

The sound was particularly loud, disturbing Ouyang Langzhong and Mrs. Ouyang next door. The two of them came out and wanted to pull Ouyang Ziyun back to sleep, but Ouyang Ziyun's anger did not subside, so he refused, and there was a commotion, which woke up Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia.

When Wang Dashi saw this, he thought: "The main hall and courtyard of the burial sect have prepared dormitories for each sect, but the burial sect is deeply disturbed by the dream disaster, and it is extremely strange, and all the sects and factions do not have the courage to eat and stay in the funeral faction, so they have built wooden sheds around them to live, and there are even those who are not used to living in the mountain dwellings, and go to the distant market to stay." ”

Wang Dashi was afraid of disturbing a few people, so he wanted to leave quietly at the moment, and suddenly remembered the foot flipping beast he had encountered, and his heart immediately became alert.

At this time, Wang Dashi hurriedly walked up to Ouyang Langzhong and said: "The mountains and forests here are dense, damp and dark, and the winter nights are cold.

In the middle of the night, Wang Dashi suddenly appeared, which was surprising. Ouyang Langzhong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Little brother Wang Dashi, we have all thought of your thoughts, and it is redundant. There are so many of us living here, and next door are Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia of the Sword Casting Gang, both of whom have excellent martial arts, so there is no need to worry about this!"

Wang Dashi knew that Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia of the Sword Casting Gang were both masters of swordsmanship, and they were okay to deal with wild beasts, but when they encountered ghosts, they must have been so frightened that their legs were weak, and when the time came, they only cared about fleeing for their lives, how could they take care of outsiders? Moreover, those martial arts and swordsmanship were even more useless in dealing with ghosts! Wang Dashi was still not at ease, and then walked up to Mrs. Ouyang and said, "This place is dangerous, it is better to live in the burial sect, this will be safer!"

Mrs. Ouyang only felt that he casually persuaded him, and there was no reason to tell the danger, so she just listened.

"Hmph, you don't have anything to do with your heart!" Ouyang Zhiqing pushed Wang Dashi aside: "The burial faction has been disturbed by the dream disaster, you are letting us live in the burial faction and also be disturbed by the dream disaster, right?"

Wang Dashi was bored, and said secretly: "It's really a good thing to turn into a bad thing!" He was about to persuade Ouyang Ziyun, but thinking of her willfulness, he retreated in his heart. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the piles of fires were gone, he felt puzzled, shook his head, and walked away lonely.

The stars outside the sky are already scarce, and they are already in the depths, and they are pondering martial arts by themselves, but they don't notice that so much time has passed.

At this time, I only heard Ouyang Ziyun exclaim, "Ah-"

Wang Dashi stopped, quickly turned his face, and ran in front of Ouyang Ziyun.

Ouyang Ziyun closed his eyes and pointed his hand downward.

The crowd didn't know what was going on. Ouyang Langzhong lit a torch and raised it high.

Looking in the direction Ouyang Ziyun was pointing, one after another headless corpses forced over.

Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia's martial arts are not bad, but when they saw such strange things, they were so frightened that their feet became weak. Lin Zhenxia ran away immediately, and Dongfang Mubai pulled out his sword and only blocked the front.

The corpse keeper of the Corpse Valley is driven by the corpse king, and these corpses are all corpses that rise out of the tomb one by one, and the formation is enough to make people's hearts broken!

The corpses had no heads, the tips of their claws were stretched out, the tips were thin and sharp, their clothes stained with blood and the smell of rotting corpses, and some of them crawled in with skeletons and half of their bodies.

There are corpse mutinies among the people, but in such a crowd, thousands of corpses gather together and move towards one place, someone must have driven them.

Then, there was a rustling sound between the two sheds, and a huge python crawled over, and in the firelight, the python glared at a pair of vicious eyes!

Dongfang Mubai picked up the sword and was about to kill the python, but was stopped by Wang Dashi.

Wang Dashi said: "These pythons and corpses must be driven by someone, you must have offended something, maybe it was the scourge caused by you killing the python during the day!"

Dongfang Mubai said: "Who is this driving person, so vicious, go down and kill him!"

At this time, a black shadow, with the sound of plopping footsteps, rushed to the back of the corpse, and Wang Dashi knew that this black shadow was the Foot Flipping Beast by the sound of this footstep.

Wang Dashi remembered the scene of the foot flipping beast opening the tomb and eating the corpse, and the remnants of the corpse in front of him were all done by this foot flipping beast.