The original cold Taoist turned into a colorful tiger in a blink of an eye. His light yellow eyes were cold and ruthless. He raised his hand and attacked the monk. Wei Yuan saw the palm of the Taoist in one eye, but what he saw in the other eye was a tiger's claw, piercing through.

It reached the heart of the monk.

With just a flick of his sleeve, the evil wind blew fiercely, blowing away the old monk's soul and piercing his heart.

Then the stern Taoist looked sideways.

The real body Wei Yuan saw was also that of a fierce tiger with its forehead raised and its claws pressed, full of evil energy.

Then he vaguely saw what happened before. Wei Yuan vaguely saw the tiger coming to the Taoist temple. He saw this tiger starting from the foot of the mountain and climbing up the mountain, eating people as it climbed. The first person it ate was a real young man.

Taoist priest, and then another Taoist priest who looked a little smooth.

The tiger climbed higher and higher and ate more and more people.

The meaning of this picture is that the first person the tiger killed was the young Taoist priest, and then he hid in the mountain, constantly harming people, and taking this opportunity to continue practicing. And this majestic tiger Wei Yuan also

I recognized it, it was the tiger who escaped under the guise of a brocade-feathered bird earlier.

"Sure enough... the one the action team shot and killed at Chixia Temple was not a tiger at all."

Wei Yuan opened his eyes and saw that the divination had ended.

After thinking for a moment, he could tell that the tiger might once again use the trick of trying to escape the golden cicada. He would not only escape from the golden cicada, he would also let go of his physical body, his divine position, and even part of his soul. According to spiritual practice, this

It is to gradually abandon all external things as false, leaving only a little bit of spirituality between the eyebrows of oneself as true.

Get rid of the fake and keep the real.

This is the road to cultivating the soul.

Not only is it a ferocious tiger, it is also as cunning as a fox.

Wei Yuan pondered, closed his eyes again, and used the six-line counting method again.

Ning Xin calmly, a little bit of true spirit just thought about the current location of the tiger, and then in the spiritual platform, he thought of six numbers before, and used these six numbers to form hexagrams, but this time, Wei Yuan could not predict anything.

All he saw was blankness and confusion, surging water and undulating mountains.

Wei Yuan opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of thick air.

Failed.

It may have been noticed by the tiger just now. It is impossible for the tiger to detect Wu Zhiqi's power. It is very likely that it noticed that its own concealment method failed, and then deduced that it was being pushed away, and then directly 'hidden' it.

With Wu Zhiqi beside Wei Yuan, there is no need to worry about being countered, but Wu Zhiqi's aura can only prevent Wei Yuan from being disturbed, but it cannot make his divination ability stronger than that of the great demon of Qin and Han Dynasties.

The tiger who was granted a fiefdom.

Wei Yuan couldn't help but whisper in his heart.

Not only is he as cunning as a fox, he is also as cautious as a mouse.

With a heart that is like walking on thin ice, you can do the fierce things of a tiger. Your heart for seeking the truth is deep and firm, and your actions are ruthless and ruthless.

These ancient monsters really cannot be underestimated at all.

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows. He had indeed discovered the tiger himself, and because of this, he was noticed by the tiger. However, with the tiger's caution, he might not act rashly again for a certain period of time, and would choose to hide in the mountains.

We will strive for a certain period of stability.

Wei Yuan wanted to get up immediately to deliver the news, but then he thought that the scene seen by the true spirit needed to be burned on a special jade slip, and then go through other procedures. It was cumbersome and troublesome and would take at least two days.

, what a waste of time.

He pondered for a long time, looking thoughtfully at Wuzhi Qi who was having a great time fighting in the dream.

Said: "Shui-kun, you play for now, I'll go out for a while."

Wuzhiqi waved his hand and motioned for Wei Yuan to go by himself, but his eyes were still fixed on the game screen. He controlled his own strength so that he could enjoy the game perfectly. After finishing the game, he took a sip of wine with satisfaction.

Only then did he react.

go out?

This is your dream, where are you going?

When he looked up, Wei Yuan had disappeared, but since the dream was still there and the game was still there, he didn't think much about it. He lowered his head happily and pressed the button to start the next game.

……………………

Wei Yuan jumped out of his dream wearing Guan Guan's feathers.

Late at night, Quanshi fell into a deep sleep.

The steel city is hidden in the night, like a dark jungle, and in this jungle built by modern people, there are dreams hanging one by one, like the mottled sunlight cast by the sun, and the shadows are the traces of the sun cast on the earth.

Dreams are the fruits that life leaves behind when it passes through people’s hearts.

Even if they themselves didn't notice it.

Dreams decorate the silent city in the dark, and the museum owner wearing a black button-down jacket falls gently, and then quickly falls in the dream city. He raises his hand, and suddenly a black gun appears in his hand.

umbrella.

The black umbrella opened, and Wei Yuan's body violated the laws of reality and was blown into the air.

Like a dandelion streaking through the jungle.

He walked through the mottled and broken dreams and raised his hands to press his hair to prevent it from being blown too messy by the wind.

After floating for a while, Wei Yuan's footsteps finally landed on the ground. With a shake of his palm, the umbrella in his hand disappeared. Wei Yuan looked at his hand and exclaimed: "It is indeed a dream. Everything you think about can be fulfilled."

It can be changed."

"It would be great if this could be the case in reality."

A piece of candy appeared in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wei Yuan identified the direction, jumped from dream to dream, and quickly headed to the destination.

He is looking for the dream of Zhang Hao of the special operations team.

In fact, his idea was very simple. Instead of finding the jade and burning it himself, and then telling Zhang Hao and the others, it would be better to let Zhang Hao see the tiger directly in his dream. It was simple and quick, and everything about the true spirit, breath, and ins and outs could be explained to him.

Clearly.

Wei Yuan wears the feather of Guan Guan, which allows him to maintain his intelligence in his dreams.

And after the strange beasts of the mountains and seas were driven out by Yu, this thing was rarely seen in the human world.

He never thought for a moment that Guan Guan's feathers could be used in this way.

If this thing could be popularized, maybe...

Wei Yuan's thoughts froze for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Um,

Maybe there will be a bunch of skinned men, holding banners, angrily accusing the action team of exploiting the exotic beasts of the mountains and seas?

At this time, he felt a familiar breath and restrained his emotions.

Stopping, in front of you is the place where the members of the special operations team live. Of course, the external name is the family community of a certain company, which is quite down-to-earth.

Wei Yuan directly found the dreamland belonging to Zhang Hao and walked in. Although he did not have the help of humans to walk in the dream this time, his own understanding of Taoism was rising, so it was easy to do this.

Zhang Hao lives alone, his action team uniforms are neatly hung, and his room is tidy.

In the dream, Zhang Hao stood on the garden path and walked forward. He saw Shen Jifeng walking quickly towards him in front of him. His heart beat faster. The girl was still wearing the standard researcher's white coat, simple white ponytail, and glasses.

It is also difficult to cover up those bright eyes.

Zhang Hao mustered up the courage to speak.

But Shen Jifeng just lowered his head, pretended not to notice him, and left quickly.

Zhang Hao opened his mouth and dropped his raised hands.

He couldn't remember how many times the girl had ignored him. He was worried that this junior sister who often cooperated with him already had a crush on her. He immediately thought that this must be the case, so he deliberately didn't want to talk to me.

Every time I chat with her, she is absent-minded and careless.

Zhang Hao was depressed and tangled, and his dreams became groggy. He even had petals falling from nowhere, and his mood was bleak.

"…………"

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched. He had no idea that Zhang Hao, who was usually vigorous and energetic, would be a little sentimental.

He restrained his distracting thoughts, cultivated a little spirituality in his fingers, and put in the picture of the tiger. Zhang Hao was walking aimlessly when he suddenly found that the road in front of him had changed dramatically. He paused and appeared in a house.

Because it was a dream, Zhang Hao didn't have any doubts and didn't feel anything was wrong.

He saw two monks in front of him, an old man and a young man, and a Taoist priest.

Just as he was about to step forward to say hello, he suddenly saw that the Taoist took action. His right hand turned into a sharp claw and killed the young monk. Then with a flick of his sleeve, the old monk coughed up blood and fell to the ground. Zhang Hao looked startled, and then instinctively Stepping forward, there was a sword in his hand and a gun in his left hand.

He fired the bullets out of the gun in one breath, but the young Taoist was unscathed.

When he raised his head again, the Taoist appeared directly in front of him.

His eyes were cold.

Zhang Hao suddenly raised his hand and drew his sword.
To be continued...