I Just Want To Be Quiet

Tsuchiya.

The oil lamp on the confession shook slightly, as if struggling, but it could only illuminate the range of the lampstand.

Beyond the lampstand, it seemed like nothingness was pervading, and like nightfall, it was deep and vast, unpredictable.

Fu Xuanxu woke up suddenly and found that he was standing in a thick darkness. He subconsciously prodded his divine mind, but he entered the sea like a mud cow without any response. But the eyesight of the cultivator in the transformation stage can only see a very short distance in front of him.

What surprised him was that his own magic weapon, Ruyi, which was supposed to have exploded, was floating above his head intact at this moment, with a clear light and a little brilliance, restoring his mana.

Fu Xuanxu let out a long sigh of air, wondering what happened just now?

Just now, he was strung by a ghost with twine and sent to the mouth of a sword-wielding ghost. When he saw that he was about to be swallowed by the ghost, he seemed to wake up from a nightmare, and he appeared in the darkness in a blink of an eye...

At this moment, not only was his magic weapon okay, but even the serious injuries he suffered just now disappeared!

"The [Mist of the Nether Sky] in the Desert of Eternal Night..."

"Senior Mo made the shot?"

Fu Xuanxu secretly guessed in his heart, quickly retracted Mu Ruyi, and was about to explore the darkness, but suddenly a voice rang in his ears: "Fu Daoyou, don't delay time, quickly collect the power of the law!"

Fu Xuanxu was startled, it was Pei Ling's voice!

He quickly asked: "Shengzi Pei, are you okay?"

As soon as the words were spoken, he immediately thought of something, and then asked, "Is this still in the earthen house just now?"

Pei Ling's voice came again: "Yes, right now, it is safe for the time being, but the power of the law must be resolved quickly!"

Hearing this, Fu Xuanxu could not continue to question, and immediately nodded, and then took out Mu Ruyi again, and started to operate the [Equipment to Carry Dao] taught by Senior Mo.

[Essence to Carry Dao] It uses the magic weapon of life as a container to forcibly extract the power of the law of a place.

It takes quite a while for this technique to work, and in the whole process, one must concentrate on it, without any distraction!

Therefore, Fu Xuanxu has never had the opportunity to perform this technique since entering the Tuwu.

Although I don't know what's going on at the moment, but time is pressing, but it is not the time to inquire about the ins and outs...

Soon, Fu Xuanxu sacrificed Mu Ruyi and played one after another mysterious tactics. When Mu Ruyi was floating in mid-empty load, he gradually developed a strong suction.

A mysterious, indescribable, and unpredictable power that was gradually absorbed by Mu Ruyi...

Feeling the power of the law here began to weaken, Pei Ling, who was not far away, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just before Fu Xuanxu controlled Mu Ruyi to blew himself up, the [Ming Tian Da Meng] had already been successfully performed.

It’s just that this fairy technique is in great conflict with the power of the law here. Therefore, the moment [Mengtian Big Dream] is successfully used, the dream is eroded by the law of this place, and the system directly prompts that it is attacked by the outside world and the practice is over. ...

Yes, everything after Fu Xuanxu manipulated the magic weapon to explode just now, is the dream state in the [Dream of the Underworld]!

But if there is no [Dream of Heaven], everything just now will become a reality!

Because this was Pei Ling's first use of fairy magic, he didn't know how to manipulate dreams without any guidance.

Everything that happened in the dream just now is the evolution of the laws of this place!

If it were not the last moment, he finally figured out a few rules and forcibly removed Fu Xuanxu from his dream. Now this Jiuyishan Taoist would have died in his dream!

However, the constant erosion of the law also caused Pei Ling's big dream to shrink a little bit.

If this continues, his big dream will not last long.

Therefore, Pei Ling asked Fu Xuanxu to help collect the power of the law, so that his big dream could last longer and the surrounding ghosts would sleep longer.

He can also have more time to study this fairy art...

The darkness is as thick as the substance, the needles can be heard quietly all around, and time passes bit by bit.

In a dream.

The thatched eaves hang down, and strings of peppers, eggplants, and garlic hang neatly under the eaves, gently swinging with the wind.

On the roof, nail-sized loofahs, quietly creeping among the thatch, seemed to wait patiently for growth.

The tall Fu Xuanxu stood expressionlessly in front of the tuwu, looking at the swordsman with a gloomy look in his eyes.

However, he saw the martial arts ghost holding the chili string and gnawing at it, the corners of his mouth dripping with blood, dripping down his clothes and the ground.

At this time, another figure appeared in the white mist.

The spring shirt is thin and tall, with a folding fan in his hand.

Soon, a student in fluttering clothes walked out of the white mist and walked towards the earthen house.

The folding fans in the hands of the scholars are all carved with bamboo shadows on the white bones of the forest as the fan bones. Above the fan, the gloom is as thick as billowing black smoke, constantly escaping, and the faces of countless infants and ghosts appear in them, all with hideous and distorted faces. Not the same, there seems to be thousands.

He approached the earthen house step by step, and the gray-black frost and snow around him became a little thicker.

Fu Xuanxu's voice sounded obscurely; "What do you want?"

The scholar ghost raised his head, Sen Leng looked hollowly at the many foods hanging under the eaves, peppers, eggplants, garlic... Soon, he also pointed to one of the bunches of peppers, and said coldly and erraticly, "That."

Fu Xuanxu turned around, took off the chili string, and passed it over.

Immediately afterwards, in the white mist, two figures, one tall and one short, approached, but they were a woman with a big belly, with a dark complexion and turbid colored glaze in her eyes. She was dressed in plain clothes, and her head had turned yellow. The stained white cloth, during the action, the hem of the skirt concealed blood-colored embroidered shoes, holding a child with the same black and blue color in his hand, and walking with a heavy step.

After a while, it was an old man with a cane and coughing step by step...

Before long, a little light appeared in the fog, and a slender figure appeared, but it was a woman with a figure like a willow and a lotus step by step, holding a lantern and walking slowly...

Watching the ghosts gathering more and more outside the house, Pei Ling finally figured out where he was.

He should be the simple wooden door of this earthen house now!

So you can observe everything inside and outside the house at the same time.

No wonder that just now, when those fakes besieged his body in the dream, he wanted to fight back, but that body did not respond.

It turns out that he is also fake!

The real him is the door of the earthen house in this dream!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling's mind turned, trying to change the environment in the dream, but found that there was no change in the dream, but his mana had already started to consume sharply, and he quickly stopped moving.

Next, he tentatively tried to use [Resentful Nightmare Supernatural Powers], [Confused Soul Supernatural Powers], [Forgotten "Methods"] on those ghosts...