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Chapter Thirteen Meditation Mantra

The dim room, the lights are light, the head of the green fang rolling on the ground, the face of the terrified face, and the Lu hiking boat that is raising his lips at the moment,

The figures constructed are enough to make anyone feel heartbroken.

Almost immediately, as the flames swayed and the light and shadows swayed, a figure appeared quietly in the room, and it was a celestial guest.

"Uncle Master!" Yue Wancheng immediately showed surprise when he heard this.

"No gift."

The cyclaki waved his hand casually and then walked to the corner of his mouth slowly. It was obviously just a simple action, but it could naturally give outsiders a sense of happiness. Moreover, as the facial expressions changed, this sense of happiness continued to rise, making people feel strange.

"I'm hit, curse?"

The sage of the eyes calculated and seemed to have a certain plan. Although Ao Ze did not show up, he also sent a message to express his guess:

"You can curse a person who is pregnant with the fetus in this way, and even let Lao Lu fall into the trap."

"The one who takes action is at least a Yin God Real Person."

"Zutong Mountain?"

Like Lu Xingzhou, the traveling celestial master pointed his suspicion at Zuting Mountain. After all, it was the only place where Qing Liao and Lu Xingzhou had ever had an intersection.

"Don't worry, I have a way to deal with this curse."

After thinking about it, the Eternal Master did not seem too panic and spoke confidently: "Besides, don't underestimate your master too much. Although this curse is powerful, your master is also competing with it. Look at the smile, the corners of his mouth have not completely cracked and his movements are inconsistent, which means he is fine."

After saying that, the cyclaki You stretched out his palm, then spitted a few spits on it, and then slowly aimed at Lu Xingzhou's face...

"Uncle Master!?"

Yue Wancheng felt a vague premonition in his heart.

"Don't get me wrong." You Xianke said without changing his expression: "I'm waking up your master. The curse in your master now is 80% of the kind of people who fall into dreams and kill people. Although this type of curse is powerful and has no traces, it is extremely strong inside and it is difficult to break free, but it is something else to say to the outside world."

"Just want to wake up the dreamer."

"First slap him, let him feel the pain from the outside world, and then I can use the secret meditation spell to wake him up completely."

“Hey?”

In the moment of surprise, before You Xianke finished speaking, in an instant, the whole room flashed with inspiration and threw the demons out. Looking at it, it was Xiao Yuyu and ten other heroes in China. Each of them had a firm expression of righteousness and no one else but me.

"No need to say more!"

"Lu Xingzhou is the pillar of my Yujing Temple. You must not have any accidents at this time. I think it is necessary for us to help wake him up!"

"Will a slap be loud enough?"

"How about you come to a few more?"

Before everyone could finish speaking, the next moment, Lu Xingzhou, who was already raising the corners of his mouth and smiling, suddenly began to twitch wildly:

“………!!!”

"Well, it seems that it's exciting enough."

The sage saint looked at Lu Xingzhou with a smile, and then continued: "I just forgot to say that Lao Lu can sense the outside world in this way. In terms of dreaming, it should be a lucid dream, so Lao Lu should have heard everything you said just now."

Everyone: "......"

In an instant, the spirit dissipated, and the guest room, which had just been crowded, was instantly empty. Countless divine intentions that angrily scolded the traveler's wife and tricked her father into his ears.

But the Cyclops just turned a deaf ear to this.

joke.

Can the charlatan be called a trap?

Besides, from another perspective, isn’t I just trying to stimulate Lu Xingzhou’s emotions as much as possible and let him wake up from that dreamy state... The Traveling Cyclops thought so with a clear conscience, and slowly walked forward, then pressed his hands on Lu Xingzhou’s temple.

This is the time for his secret meditation mantra to come into effect.

Curse this thing.

In fact, it is a kind of thing that is strong and strong. When it is said to be strong, it is indeed very strong, the attack method is strange, and the person who is in the curse dies miserable, and usually has no solution. But on the other hand, when it is said to be weak, it is actually very weak. As long as you find the right method, even a mortal has a way to break the curse.

After all, whether the curse can be solved is not determined by strength.

Instead, use IQ.

The eyes of the simile traveler are lit up, and there is a Tai Chi diagram spinning in the light. There are Bagua objects around the Tai Chi diagram, and the state of landing tramways is constantly deducing:

"The curse of killing people when you dream."

"Borrow a wisp of energy to lead the curse into a dream, and then kill it in the dream. Its weirdness and power are completely entrusted to the so-called dream, so as long as the curse awakens, the curse is self-defeating, and the best way to wake people up from the dream is to use a nightmare."

But for land hiking, what is a nightmare?

Was he killed by three punches in the past?

Fierce battle with the wilderness?

Or something else?

The Traveler didn't know, but as a time traveler, he believed that his original meditation spell could definitely wake Lu Xingzhou up from his dream:

"Try to prove 2^(2^n)

"Ao!"

Lu Xingzhou was instantly awakened.

In an instant,

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew, blew away the darkness in the guest room, blew out the fire, and blew away the strange sense of happiness of the smile on Qingyao's face. Lu Xingzhou himself opened his eyes even more suddenly, his tiger body shook, and his majestic blood burst out wildly with endless divine will:

"evil ways!"

The sound came out of the mountain like thunder, and it exploded in the guest room, rolling out with scorching qi and blood. Along the way, there was a shrill cry in the room. In the red light reflected by the qi and blood, you could see a black shadow as if he was in a stove, struggling constantly, but it was still useless.

"That thing..."

After witnessing all this, the simile traveler suddenly woke up. I am afraid that the black shadow was the culprit who guided Lu haiboat into his dream and killed Qing Liao.

He is also a curse caster.

Thinking of this, the Eternal Master immediately reached out and took a wisp of the black shadow that was shaken by the blood of Lu Xingzhou. Then he manifested the Tai Chi diagram and made a simple deduction with the Bagua Plate. After a while, several hexagrams appeared on the Bagua Plate, which made the Youternal Master frown:

"......Dihuo Mingyi is the main evil hexagram."

"Everything is blocked and villains are harmed. You need to protect yourself, keep your own mind, and keep your low profile without making any moves. Only by breaking the risk will you break it. Otherwise, there will be great difficulties."

"call....."

At this moment, Lu Xingzhou, who had finally broken free from the strange dream, vomited a deep breath. He was not that unbearable. As the Eternal Master said before, he had been entangled with the curse and even vaguely found a way to break the curse.

Otherwise, he would not have fallen into his dream so shallow that he could hear the voices of Xiao Yuyu and other "good brothers".

The method of Traveling the Celestial Master is to speed up his spell breaking. Of course, it is undeniable that the Jingxin Mantra, which saw the ghost, did indeed scare him.

“…but it’s still pretty.”

"Also, I think Lao Xiao's cultivation has not improved recently. The other ten fellow Taoists have just recovered and their cultivation is still improving. Lao You, please help me choose a time. I plan to discuss with them and make progress together. Please rest assured. I have no other intention, I just want to support everyone."

After saying that, Lu Xingzhou looked at Minghui next to him and said in a deep voice: "...... I am also very sorry for the death of fellow Taoist Qing Liao. It is not good for me to take care of the Shenzhou Realm."

"Preliminary estimates that he should have been contaminated with a curse when he passed by the ancient demon kingdom.

".......impossible."

After pausing for a while, Minghui spoke again: "I have never heard of the demons who use curses among the ancestors in the ancestral mountain. Besides, if it is a curse, why did the boss have an accident? I am fine? And why are the rest of our mission safe and sound?"

"Tsk! I must return to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons immediately..."

"Sorry, I'm afraid it won't work."

Lu Xingzhou was silent, while the sages of the sage spoke at the right time: "Now that ancient demon kingdoms have had such an abnormality, it may not be convenient for you to go back."

After all, the situation in the ancient demon country is unknown now.

If the curse is still there, and Minghui and his group are all cursed to death on the way back, then the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom suspects that it is their own murder and robbery, wouldn’t it be impossible to clear the family if they jump into the Yellow River? Whether it is considering the relationship between the two sides or the personal safety of the demons in the group,

At this moment, even the demons such as Minghui cannot go back.

But on the other hand, Qing Liao's death must be informed of Wan Yao Kingdom.

so-----

"Let me go."
Chapter completed!
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