Chapter Thirty-Eight The micro-yang rises from Hai, and the water from Kanshui comes from the turtle
The vast dreamland seems to have no borders.
As soon as Chen Cuo entered this place, he immediately thought of the ghostly facial makeup.
This facial makeup has not changed much from before. Apart from the addition of circles of Buddha's light, it is still the same as before.
Strictly speaking, this facial makeup is the prototype. The one Chen Cuo visualized in his mind was based on the outline in front of him. Now as he visualized it several times and swallowed the word "jealousy" before, the face in his mind
The facial makeup is much clearer.
After initially mastering the method of visualization, Chen Cuo felt that something had changed again when he looked at Mengze's facial makeup.
"Many whispers are indeed the manifestation of many people's thoughts, but they are not gathered here. They are more like reflections, like the shadow of the moon in a well. They are reflections, not the essence. In this case, the essence is worth thinking about.
I think it's the evil ghost."
Thinking like this, he took a step forward and reached the side of Mengze's facial painting.
"If I want to master the method of incense, or suppress, expel evil spirits, or even refine them, I can't escape everything, let alone always think about seeking shelter. After all, Mengze can't reveal it, so I still have to explore it on my own..."
Chen Cuo didn't intend to waste time. He stretched out his hand, and the Tongming Pill was generated out of thin air, fell into his palm, and then put it into his mouth.
He closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and exhaled.
Different from others, at this time in the dream, he had no flesh and blood body. Vomiting seemed to have no effect, but it still had a somewhat reassuring and calming effect. With the Tongming Pill, his mind was soon pure and clear.
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Then, he stretched out a finger and touched the facial makeup.
quiet!
Suddenly, Chen Cuo's whole body froze, and the thoughts in his mind became even more intense!
The entire Mengze became quiet, and even the mist and smoke that had been floating stopped.
But it was just for a moment, and everything was back to normal, with the clouds and mist drifting.
Chen Cuo's expression is no longer frozen, but his expressions are changing one after another.
"That's it, that's it."
He retracted his finger.
"It seems like it's not the time to put it on yet."
Then, Chen Cuo turned around and left.
"However, after coming into contact with Facebook, I can learn a thing or two about the method of transmitting thoughts."
With a thought, the desk and chair took shape, and he sat down.
"First, write down what you just realized, as well as the tips and experiences gained in the past few days. Yes, you can also copy a few Buddhist scriptures. Thanks to the Tongming Pill, you can never forget them, but time is limited and paper is not enough. Next time
Come in and start writing more."
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Beyond the Dream.
The door suddenly trembled and opened with a "squeak".
A pig's head poked its head in, sniffing with its nose pinched and pinched, then rolled its sneaky little eyes to inquire, and scanned the room. There was no one everywhere except Chen Cuo, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.
He grinned, shook his head, opened the door with his nose, and stumbled in.
On its back, the little green turtle chirped again.
The little pig shook his head and smiled: "That's it, that's this person. I can feel that this person is wrapped in strong incense, but it's not restrained. It's delicious food! He seems to be regulating his breath at the moment, and God is helping me!"
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"Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
"I know the right thing to do so I won't hurt his life!"
As he spoke, the piglet swung its hooves and ran quickly, reaching the bedside and taking a deep breath.
"It's such a pure aroma. I'm afraid it has been stored for more than ten years, right? The old wine is very powerful! It must be taken down! Hmm!" It said, but it sat down on its butt, "Wait until I get in."
If you realize this person's dream, build a temple, let him worship in his dream, offer incense yourself, and then take it out to share with you."
The little turtle screamed "chichi coo, chichi coo," as if to dissuade.
But the little pig tilted its head, leaned against the window frame and closed its eyes. The corners of its mouth tilted as if it were smiling, and a bit of its true spirit flew out of the mist, heading straight into Chen Cuo's strange situation.
But as soon as he got in, there was a sudden shock, and he was expelled, and the smoke dissipated!
Suddenly, the sunlight fell in from outside the door and outside the window, causing the little bit of soul in the heart to burn and boil!
The little pig's body suddenly trembled, its four hooves plopped desperately, the pig's mouth opened, and it was about to howl!
The little turtle was startled, suddenly contracted its head, tail and limbs, swayed, fell to the ground, stretched its head to the north, let out a soft cry, and started spinning.
"Chi chi chi chi!"
Suddenly, a bit of coldness fell, and the boiling true spirit fell instantly and returned to itself.
The little pig opened his eyes suddenly, gasped, and then twitched all over!
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In the dreamland.
Boom!
Chen Cuo frowned when he heard the strange sound.
It felt as if something had hit the door and been bounced out.
"Um?"
With a thought in his heart, he put down his pen and disappeared into the dream.
In this world, Chen Cuo opened his eyes and heard some movement beside the bed. He immediately turned over and landed on the bedside. When he lowered his head, he saw a small white pig covering its head with its hooves and swaying from side to side on the ground.
Next to it, there is a palm-sized turtle with its back on the ground and spinning.
"..."
Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes, a purple color flashed under his eyes, and he started to vomit.
The little pig noticed the movement and paused. He raised his head and looked at Chen Cuo. He was quiet for a breath. Then he bounced up from the ground. With a flick of his hooves, he picked up the little turtle that was spinning in place and threw it away.
Once on his back, he spread his hooves and rushed towards the door!
Like an arrow leaving the string!
Something's wrong!
Chen Cuo immediately summoned up all his strength and rushed over!
"Um?"
When he ran with all his strength, he suddenly realized that the energy in his body was flowing smoothly. With a thought, the energy rose from his waist and abdomen, passed along his legs, and exploded at the soles of his feet. He jumped into the air and landed outside the door before the little pig.
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The little pig was startled, stopped quickly, slid a few feet on the ground, and turned around to change direction!
But Chen Cuo twisted his waist, put his foot down, and directly pinned the little pig down. He could only flop on the spot.
"Ouch!" The little pig howled a few times and gradually gave up its struggle.
Chen Cuo didn't care about him, but raised his hands, looking a little dazed.
"This must be the effect of the nameless breathing method, right? It has only been a few days, but you have such skills? Not only is it powerful and fast, but it can also be controlled at will!"
Immediately, his eyes turned and landed on the little pig at his feet. After looking at it for a while, he stretched out his hand, lifted it up, caught the fallen turtle, and returned to the house.
The Tongming Pill that Chen Cuo took in Mengze was still in effect, so his thinking was clear and his five senses were sensitive. He naturally discovered the weirdness of this little pig. He thought of the manifestation of magical powers in this world, the Buddha's light and Taoism, and human thoughts even gave birth to ghosts.
, it shouldn’t be impossible that there are some mountain goblins.
If this is the case, then if these two people bypassed the monk and sneaked into their room quietly, they might have some evil intentions, so they must be more vigilant.
only……
How to verify?
If he is really an ordinary pig.
"But in the monk's temple, you won't let a piglet wander around, right? Besides, how did this pig get here? And this door..." He turned his head and glanced at the open door, "And the Mengze Gate
There was an unusual noise."
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and stared at the pig, thinking about how to detect it. Should he try some of the skills he learned when he touched the face mask?
As everyone knows, the little pig couldn't fall asleep, his mind was damaged, his will was wavering, and he couldn't escape all the way. Now he was being carried by Chen Cuo, and he didn't speak for a long time, just staring at himself, his expression became more and more serious, this heartstrings
Already tense, I thought of my previous frightening experience in the butcher's house and the wailing of "the same kind".
"Forget it." Chen Cuo changed his mind and finally took action. He planned to try the method he just learned. Unexpectedly, just as he put down the little pig, the other party spoke first.
"Don't, don't, don't, don't!" Xiaozhu uttered human words. Seeing Chen Cuo's stunned expression, he understood a little bit, and changed the topic, "Don't be arrogant! I, I was just testing you! See if you have wisdom, can you...
...Can you offer us some incense, hum, hum!"
"..."
Speak!
Okay, that’s really it!
Chen Cuo looked strange, then took a deep breath, coughed lightly, and his expression became serious.
"You also know how to offer incense?"
"No! Humph!" Xiaozhu breathed a sigh of relief, and his mind became active again, "I was passing by here and didn't want to stay long, but seeing that you have some wisdom, I stopped and wanted to give you some advice."
"You want to give me some advice?" Chen Cuo was moved in his heart, narrowed his eyes, and said deliberately: "It's nonsense, you are just a pig monster, what else can you do besides being a reserve food?"
The little pig was immediately furious: "Don't look down on me. I followed the dragon king in the temple and swallowed incense for more than a hundred years, built a temple for the five internal organs, and became a god in my flesh! You compare me to a little demon!"
After hearing this, Chen Cuo's eyes lit up, but he remained calm.
"Chi chi chi chi!" the little turtle suddenly said.
The little pig turned his head, snorted and said, "Don't try to persuade me, I'm going to let this kid know how powerful he is today!"
"Oh? Are you a god?" Chen Cuo's face showed some doubt, "If so, how could you be captured so easily?"
"Haha, mortal." Xiaozhu shook his head, "God is inside, not outside. I seek the Tao and don't love magic. I just haven't learned Wei Mo magic. Otherwise, how can I be like this? Hmm!"
Listening to Xiaozhu's words, Chen Cuo felt that they were getting weirder and weirder, but after tasting them, he also felt that they had some charm. If what the other party said was true, then...
He put down the pig and the turtle, and thoughtfully covered the turtle on the pig's head. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I'm disrespectful. I'm being rude."
"Hmm!" The little pig raised its head and let the little turtle slide down its back, and the latter "cheeped" twice.
Xiaozhu sneered and said: "What are you afraid of? Just a mortal with some luck, knowing our identities, why can't we worship him? His incense..." After speaking, he suddenly shut up.
Chen Cuo kept listening attentively, and then he smiled and said: "Two... two..." He searched his mind and didn't know what to call them. Two monsters? Two immortals? He simply skipped them.
"It's hard to meet the immortals easily. In fact, I have some doubts and want to ask for advice..."
Before he finished speaking, there were sudden footsteps in the courtyard.
"Junhou! Junhou! Good news! Good news! There is no need for you to take action personally, someone has already written a letter to refute Lu Le!"