Chapter 177: A Mortal's Dream
Looking at the huge sect, Han Lin was still very uneasy, so he left a wisp of clone that could last for thirty years in the secret realm of the Demon Sect, which could be driven by Liu Yixiao, and then he withdrew from the dream space with peace of mind.
He didn't plan to wait for the two of the Blue Demons in the Absolute Spirit Valley to advance to the Yuan Infant. After all, the gap between those two and him is very far.
After arranging everything with Pang Qingqing, he came to the Absolute Spirit Valley again.
Originally, Pang Qingqing wanted to go out of the mountain with him. But Han Lin disagreed. As soon as he enters the world, he will be entangled by Providence, and Pang Qingqing may even be used by Providence to become a tool to murder him.
He wasn't at ease.
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"Have you thought about it? You haven't survived the Three Tribulations now, and you're not a true Yuanying Monk yet. After the old man looked Han Lin up and down, he found that the other party had made up his mind, so he no longer dissuaded him, and continued, "That's it, I'll put a time mark on you first, and seal your cultivation in the past, so that when you return to the big world, the will of heaven will not be detected for the time being." You're also relatively safe. Wait until you have successfully survived the three tribulations before breaking the seal. ”
Xu Mi began to arrange everything.
"Remember, don't break through the imprint when the time comes. Otherwise, once exposed, it will be easy for Providence to kill you as a pseudo-infant monk. ”
Han Lin has his own considerations, you must know that if he is really accidentally exposed, he will run to the dream space. He knew where he was now—you know, he hadn't finished the three tribulations of his previous realm.
In order to break through, he must return to the main world this time and kill Murong Yu!
Murong Yu is immortal, and his demons are not broken.
There was no other way, he nodded, "Okay." But I also asked my seniors to help me practice as a clone. ”
The old man did not refuse, after all, for the monk, one more doppelganger is equivalent to one more life.
"Do you have any exercises to enhance your divine sense? If you don't, it's hard to condense a clone clone. ”
"Then please help me test it. ”
Han Lin was naturally extremely confident. Not to mention, the "false self", "true self", and "selflessness" recorded in the "Three Thousand Selfless True Demon Skills" have not been deeply cultivated, but they have only briefly penetrated the path, which is already a great help to the cultivation of divine consciousness.
The old man didn't believe it. After all, most of the exercises can only practice the Fa, refine the mind, and refine the body, and there is still a certain degree of difficulty in transforming the divine sense.
The result was unexpected, and Han Lin's divine sense strength was extremely strong.
This made the old man mutter. As a pseudo-infant monk, Han Lin's data was too wrong.
It reminded him of a man.
"Will he ever come back?"
The old man's mood fluctuated, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"What's wrong?" the emotion that emanated from the monk's heart overflowed, making the air around him thick and compassionate.
For the first time, the old man told the secrets of this world.
"Actually, this is not really Luo Guangshan...... The real Luo Guangshan has soared. We, just the people who were left behind......"
Hearing this, Han Lin showed a puzzled expression.
"The Luo Guangshan you can see is actually just a dead man's dream...... And it's a mortal dream. ”
Han Lin was taken aback, became interested, and asked carefully.
The old man sighed and continued: "It's really Luo Guangshan who is not here. The whole world we live in is all illusory, a projection of reality Luo Guangshan, and a dream of the sleeping one in the middle of the holy land. ”
"Except for a few of us Yuanying monks, because of the special exercises, we can live here - sometimes, I can't tell whether I am dying in the present, or existing in the future, or living in the past......"
"So, Han Lin, it's up to you......"
"You're the person I've ever met and most likely to help me. I don't know how many people I've turned to in the future...... But no one has ever given me such a strong feeling. ”
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his emotions began to get out of control, like a helpless and helpless person, where is he still a Yuanying Great Monk, and began to talk wildly: "I was wrong, senior brother...... I'm not an evil god...... I'm really not. I'm just alone. I am your best friend and dearest brother in the sect. ”
"You don't let me abuse them, if I don't do it, it's ......"
"They're not experiments, I know ...... wrong"
"The master will forgive me, right?"
Han Lin overlapped more and more with the person in his memory, the old man's mood began to change, his words became more and more sharp, and the whole person's image also changed, becoming younger and younger little by little.
The cultivation has also advanced by leaps and bounds, and the breath has changed from steady to terrifying, and finally unfathomable.
His face and body began to blur, almost the same as the Avatar Cultivator that Han Lin had seen before. Until it was completely unclear, it seemed to be frozen in the appearance of eighteen or nineteen years old.
"I'm sorry, I'm out of shape...... "The young man became ethereal, his voice was like a shadow, "you are indeed the most likely person, I have already experienced what it will be like for you to drive the river of time in the future...... Yes, you will inevitably go to the Long River of Time, where there are missions that you have to go to. ”
Han Lin was silent.
The situation is getting weirder and weirder.
Looking at him on the other side, although he couldn't see clearly, he with the appearance of wind and dust clearly understood very clearly that it was ill-intentioned!
The "old man" seemed to be very satisfied with his current state, and said to Han Lin: "My current state can't last long, just enough to help you train into a clone!"
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Han Lin stretched out his hand and put the nether bag he got from the old man into his waist, patted it gently, and with a flash of spiritual power, it disappeared without a trace, as if it did not exist.
"This Tong Yu Dan is really wonderful. ”
Seeing that the ghost thing in front of him was ignoring him, Han Lin subconsciously straightened up and straightened up.
After all, in this netherworld, the five senses are completely useless, and they can only rely on the divine consciousness to replace the five senses.
The whole person's feeling is an indescribable sense of lightness and weirdness, very novel, but also very incongruous.
"Where is the teleportation point that Pang Qingqing is talking about?"
In this place, the boundary gate is constantly changing. In other words, if you come in at different times, you may fall in different places.
The aura around him was so cold that he felt like he was walking in an ice cave.
Every step is not very real, there is a feeling of etherealism.
Soon, even if he was as strong as a primordial baby, he began to have night sweats, and his spiritual power also accelerated to overflow, and the whole person was wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
The divine consciousness released is also restricted, and it is thirty percent weaker than before.
You must know that the Netherworld is already a world that is relatively similar to the cultivation realm, and it has such limitations.
If it were to change to a world with very different laws, Han Lin would be suppressed even more miserably.
There is a wide river next to it, which is filled with countless spirits and ghosts, which is the legendary River Styx.
He walked along the river, all the way on.
Because Pang Qingqing told him that she fell out of the river.