That punch did not succeed, because Yan Shaoling, who had been locked in his throat by the old man Tianji, suddenly disappeared at the moment when the attack had come!

    Disappear in an instant!

    If it weren''t for the red blood flowing down the snow-white wall, Tianji old almost thought that the words of Shaoling just now were just an illusion.

    There is such a skill. He once taught it to Yan Shaoling.

    Because his apprentice is really weak, of course, there are some reasons for him, so he taught him this skill to protect himself.

    Once you meet those invincible enemies, you will not die if you have such a Xuantong.

    Attract the enemy with an illusion that is no different from the noumenon, and the real noumenon has moved thousands of miles away.

    But Yan Shaoling is his apprentice. How can he not know what tricks his apprentice will have?

    He calculated all the possibilities long before he came here.

    What''s more, Yan Shaoling could never deceive him with the skills he taught, no matter how talented he was.

    So now, what''s the situation?

    The old man''s eyes sank, his face was dark, his hands were tightly held, and the green tendons on his old skin were beating.

    No, it can''t be an illusion, because he really felt the spiritual power fluctuation and the breath of the soul of Yan Shaoling.

    But now his apprentice escaped from him, and there was not even a trace left.

    Is it

    I don''t know what I thought. The old man''s look changed again, and his eyes were full of disbelief and shock.

    He suddenly remembered that among the spiritual scriptures he had collected, there was a spiritual Scripture that he was unable to practice successfully because of the limitations of talent and physique.

    So over time, he left the spiritual Scripture behind.

    But when he found Yan Shaoling, he was too lazy to take care of it for a while, so he threw away all the spiritual scriptures he collected.

    But old man Tianji doesn''t think Yan Shaoling can learn all these spiritual scriptures, let alone it''s only been more than ten years.

    Now, however, he found that he had misjudged his apprentice.

    Yan Shaoling not only comprehends it all, but also is above him!

    Tianji old man''s face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping water, and his killing intention was great in his eyes.

    If he didn''t guess wrong, that move just now is

    Dream concealment!

    **

    Jun Mu Qian looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of her and was a little stunned.

    Because she has understood that she is still sleeping.

    Although he had a clear self-consciousness, he didn''t wake up.

    However, Jun Muqian didn''t care much. After all, there have been a lot of strange things since her rebirth.

    Moreover, in the lower plane of lingxuan world, dreams will not appear for no reason.

    Dreams often symbolize something.

    But why, in her dream, a man covered with blood suddenly appeared?

    Jun Mu twisted his eyebrows and walked forward.

    Then it was found that the "blood man" was Yan Shaoling, the young landlord of Tianji building, whom she met on the flashy platform that day.

    "Yan Louzhu?" Jun Muqian just stood there and didn''t reach out. "Don''t tell me, you''re actually an illusion."

    "Cough..." Yan Shaoling slowly raised his head. During this period, he coughed constantly, like coughing out his heart and lungs.

    Jun Mu''s eyes narrowed.

    What a pale face it was, not even a bit of blood.

    There were also circles of green marks floating on the weak and slender neck. It was obvious that they had been pinched by force.

    Tianji upstairs and downstairs are convinced by Yan Shaoling, and other sects are also afraid of the young landlord of Tianji building.

    Unexpectedly, someone will do it to Yan Shaoling? Still doing so hard?

    Jun Mu Qian glanced at him again. Then he remembered that someone could do such a thing.

    Tianji old man.

    The old man is like a murderer. How can he say that he acts on behalf of heaven?

    Tut, but it seems that there is something fishy between the two teachers and disciples.

    "Cough, cough, Miss Mu laughed." Yan Shaoling lay there for a long time before he slowly stood up from the ground. "Magic has no entity, but I''m a living person."

    Jun Mu shallow picked his eyebrow: "that is to say, the landlord here at the moment is not the soul or the yuan God, but the noumenon?"

    Yan Shaoling looked at her and smiled, "exactly."

    In a critical moment, in order to avoid his master''s move, he had to choose this way - hiding in other people''s dreams.

    Only after this person wakes up will he get out of his dream.

    Yan Shaoling smiled softly, with a strong irony in his smile.

    It is estimated that his master will never know whether he can practice dream concealment or thanks to it.

    If it were not for the mysterious old man who often drugged him when he was young and constantly destroyed his body, he would not have the physique to learn dream concealment.

    Because people who practice dream concealment must be Yin, that is, those who are about to die can practice successfully.

    Only a strong breath of death can make the whole body enter other people''s dreams.

    What a pity... His master can''t practice dream concealment in his life.

    splendid.

    Yan Shaoling pulled his lips. He was amused at the thought of his master''s angry and angry appearance.

    "The landlord really has great powers." Jun Muqian didn''t ask why, but she said faintly, "but this is my dream after all. You''d better go out."

    She still wants to kill old man Tianji, so she doesn''t want to see him with his disciples, even if there is a great possibility that they are enemies.

    But unfortunately, she probably doesn''t have the ability to kill the spokesman of the heavenly way.

    Well, what''s so hard about the heavenly way is why it didn''t suck the old man crazy.

    "It''s my fault to bother Miss Mu uninvited." Yan Shaoling''s eyes coagulated slightly and smiled slowly, "but I''m sorry, I can only accompany Miss mu in this dream unless Miss Mu wakes up."

    "Strange reason." Jun Mu shallow shrugged, "I also want to wake up, but I just can''t wake up."

    She seems to have been forcibly injected into a dream, surrounded by barriers, unable to break through.

    Moreover, although she is conscious here, she knows nothing about the outside world.

    What if her body is dead?

    That''s terrible.

    Hearing the speech, Yan Shaoling was silent for a moment. Obviously, he didn''t expect it to be like this.

    He pondered a little and said, "I can probably understand why Miss Mu is like this."

    "Oh?" Jun Mu was absent-minded. "Tell me."

    "Miss Mu was trapped on the altar by her master and attracted the power of heaven, so..." Yan Shaoling paused. "Miss Mu won''t wake up until the power of heaven dissipates completely."

    He knew that his master had brought her back and that his master was going to kill her, but he didn''t go out at that time, so he just came by calculation.

    It really made him laugh and cry when he knew that his master was beaten out by heaven.

    Master, master, you claim to be the spokesman of heaven and the guardian of Huaxu. Have you ever thought that in the end, you violated the will of heaven?

    However, Yan Shaoling did not expect that Jun Muqian was lucky.

    He had thought that she was just a special person who would change the future trajectory of Huaxu at most, but he never thought it would be so.

    No wonder even Tiandao would choose to turn a blind eye to her actions, and even lower the power of Tiandao to protect her.

    Such a person is really lucky.

    "That''s right." Jun Mu frowned. "When can the power of Tao dissipate that day?"

    It seems that her dream was made by heaven?

    "It won''t be long," said Yan Shaoling. "It''s only a few days at most."

    Jun Mu Qian nodded slightly, his voice was calm, but the eyes at the end of his eyes were gradually sharp: "the landlord should tell me now, what are you going to do in my dream?"

    Hearing the speech, Yan Shaoling looked slightly. He raised his hand, covered his lips and coughed a few times: "it''s not in my dream of admiring girls, but only in my dream of admiring girls. I can come."

    Dream concealment is not everyone''s dream.

    If he casually chooses an ordinary Tianji building disciple''s dream, he will not only be unable to enter, but also break the dream and die each other.

    The master of the dream must have a very high bearing capacity, and his mental strength can''t be poor.

    If his master dare not see anyone now, it is the woman in front of him.

    So here, the safest.

    Even if his master found it, he didn''t dare to do it easily. This is why he chose her.

    "Take me as a cover?" Jun Muqian understood a trace of this sentence in an instant. She lifted her hair and smiled, "the landlord''s abacus is excellent."

    She doesn''t like being used by others. She doesn''t like it very much.

    "It''s my fault." Yan Shaoling coughed again. He said faintly, "when Miss Mu wakes up, you can do anything to me."

    "Ah..." Jun Mu Qian couldn''t help laughing. She shook her head. "What does the landlord say? What can I do to you?"

    Tianji''s Apprentice must also inherit some of Tianji''s characters.

    She has always avoided such people.

    Not fear, but trouble.

    "In that case, I''ll use the same information to exchange with Miss mu." Yan Shaoling wiped all the blood on his lips and gasped, "Miss mu, don''t you want to know how many disasters there will be in your future life?"

    Jun Mu''s shallow pupil shrank in an instant, and his eyebrows and eyes were cold in an instant: "what does the landlord mean?"

    **

    "Don''t you want to know how many more disasters will happen in her future life?"

    At the same time, the old man Tianji said this sentence, but the people who talked to him were different.

    He was now forced to kneel on the ground, his face pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

    His eyes trembled with fear.

    Rong Qing didn''t look at him, but rolled his sleeves and said faintly, "it''s ok if you don''t say it."

    Although the tone was very calm, people felt warnings and threats.

    It seems that as long as one answer is wrong, the next second is the end of death.

    "No! I said, I said!" Tianji old man felt that his bones were softened and he didn''t even have the strength to kneel. He bit his teeth and said two words, "three times."

    As if afraid that the people in front of him didn''t believe it, he stressed again: "there are three such catastrophes!"

    Fortunately, when he went to see the miniature of the Star River, he calculated it carefully.

    Otherwise, he might die before he said it.

    However, Rong Qing remained unmoved, and his eyebrows were still cold: "time."

    "I don''t know the time! Really!" the mysterious old man breathed and hurriedly said, "the mysterious shield on her body is too heavy. I can''t even figure out a lot of things."

    "What''s more, it''s just what the Star River is measuring now. Those who are lucky and lucky come to heaven. Maybe these three disasters can turn good luck into good luck!"

    Rong qingchui looked at him for a long time before he finally took back his eyes.

    Tianji old man immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but before he stood up, his body suddenly froze.

    Because he was frightened to find that his cultivation was going backwards!

    He retreated all the way from the spirit king to the spirit statue, and then he didn''t stop——

    Finally, he returned to the first level lingzong!

    The old man trembled his lips and looked at the man in Fei: "you..."

    What power is this?

    How can there be such power?

    This is not the power that human beings can have!

    In extreme fear, the old man blurted out: "are you all souls..."

    "Stay here." Rong Qing didn''t answer. His eyes were cold, "don''t move."

    With that, he turned and left.

    As expected, old man Tianji didn''t move any more. He didn''t even dare to blink.

    Rather, he didn''t dare to move, he didn''t want to move.

    What''s the feeling of being forced back by others to return to lingzong from Lingwang?

    For the old man who has always been high above and headstrong, it is tantamount to death!

    Even death.

    Now, how can he clean up Yan Shaoling?

    The old man was stunned.

    I didn''t realize that there were more terrible things waiting for him.

    **

    The other side of Tianji city.

    "Is that what you said?" Fufeng glanced at the man in Fei clothes. "It''s too light."

    It''s not too much to hurt Xiaoqian like that and die a hundred times.

    It''s really unreliable.

    "It''s light." Rong Qing didn''t refute. He looked sideways and a light flashed in his pupil, "but master doesn''t think it''s more painful?"

    Hearing this title again, Fufeng looked slightly, and his eyes became more and more deep: "who taught you this?"

    He felt an unspeakable danger in the young man, similar to the red poppy, with amazing beauty but strong poison.

    "Forget." Rong lightly shook his head.

    His eyes floated to the distance, like clouds and smoke, ethereal and unpredictable.

    Hearing the speech, Fu Feng seemed to smile, but the tip of his eyebrows was still sharp: "do you need me to help you remember?"

    "No need." Rong''s voice was indifferent. "It''s better to forget some things."

    "Oh --?" Fufeng was slightly surprised. "Do you really think so?"

    As if unintentionally, Rong Qing looked at the deep eyes: "isn''t it, master?"

    Fufeng''s body shook as if he thought of something.

    His eyes suddenly gathered, trying to see the face through the half silver mask.

    However, I can''t see anything.

    "You''re right." finally, Fufeng whispered, "I think so."

    After all, he did such a thing himself.

    But he didn''t think he had done wrong.

    "It seems that you already know." Fufeng was a little tired. He rubbed the center of his eyebrows. "Don''t tell Xiaoqian."

    Rong Qing hugged his arms and leaned against the tree: "not afraid of her remembering?"

    "It''s impossible. No one can break my spirit." Fufeng''s voice suddenly cooled down. "Huaxu, there''s no second soul teller."

    The only one who can fight against the spiritual master is the spiritual master.

    Other practitioners can''t relieve the spirit.

    After a pause, his tone eased slightly: "however, I will find a suitable time to solve this matter."

    Let''s look at him.

    "Xiaoqian chose the road I most don''t want to see her go, but I won''t stop it." Fufeng sighed, "she wants to become stronger, so I, a master, should follow her."

    Hearing this, Rong Qing narrowed his eyes slightly. For a long time, he said in a low voice: "the third childe is a good master."

    "No." Fufeng smiled mockingly, "where am I a good teacher? Is there a good teacher who has ignored his disciples for 13 years?"

    Then he shook his head: "don''t say this, since..."

    The voice suddenly broke.

    Rong Qing noticed the abnormality of Fufeng and half raised his eyebrow: "how?"

    Fufeng was a little incredible. He blurted out: "how can it be? My voice seems..."

    "It''s loose."

    **

    At the same time, in the dream, two people stood opposite.

    "Three disasters?" Jun Muqian was surprised, but he was not afraid. "I''m really unlucky."

    Yan Shaoling smiled and shook his head. He looked at the woman in purple for a while and suddenly said, "have you ever dug up the spirit root of the girl?"

    A digression

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