Big Dream Master

Shen Luo fluttered his wings and flew forward for thousands of miles, flew for nearly ten thousand miles before stopping, and landed in a mountain stream.

　　 Seeing that no one was chasing him behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief, silently transported Huang Tingjing, and restored his mana.

　　 At the same time, he flipped his hand and took out an object, which was the black bottle obtained from the remains of Jubaotang.

　　 The previous matter was quite weird. Although it was solved with the help of the divine book, he still felt uneasy if the matter was not found out.

　　 It's just that the bottle is made of special materials, which can isolate the spiritual sense, and must be opened to see what is inside, otherwise he would not risk opening the bottle before.

　　 He groaned for a while and then removed the cyan talisman, then flipped his hand and took out a set of simple magic circle and placed it around the bottle, pinching a little.

　　 The array plate suddenly lit up a cyan mask, covering the bottle in it.

According to the previous situation, as long as the black energy in the bottle touches his own mana, it can penetrate into him by means of the mana connection. Now he relies on the power of the formation to imprison him and has nothing to do with him. The black energy should not It will affect him.

　　 Thinking of this, Shen Luo picked up the medicine bottle, gently removed the cork, immediately put the bottle on the ground, and moved back.

　　 A burst of black gas gushed out of the bottle, and was soon enveloped by the blue light of the circle. .

　　 The black gas rushed from the left to the right in the mask, but did not break through, nor did it blend into the mask.

　　 Seeing this scene, Shen Luo was relieved, and he approached the mask and looked into the bottle.

　　 There is a black gas blocking him, and he can't see clearly, but there seems to be a pitch black pill in the bottle. These black gas are emitted from the pill, and I don't know which pill.

　　 He groaned a little, then separated a wisp of spiritual consciousness through the cyan mask, and carefully leaned into the bottle.

　　 But the divine sense touched a ray of black air, and the black air immediately melted in.

　　 However, Shen Luo had been prepared for a long time, and immediately abandoned this ray of spiritual knowledge.

　　 He felt a slight pain in his mind, but he also cut off the black energy in time.

　　 "This black energy is really evil, and divine consciousness can penetrate." He said inwardly, frowning.

　　 Shen Luo couldn't think of a good way to detect it for the time being, but seeing the strange black energy, he became more and more convinced that the previous lightning disaster was caused by the black energy.

　　 "These black qi can cause thunderstorms, and it can penetrate into the body with a little touch of the right method, and it is very useful to use against the enemy." He suddenly thought of this.

　　 After thinking about it for a while, he urged the force of restraint, returned the black air pressure to the bottle, re-corked the bottle, and put the black medicine bottle away.

　　 After doing this, Shen Luo took out the celestial book again, letting out his consciousness and submerging into it.

　　 Just now, the book suddenly collected the black energy from him. Obviously, there is still something mysterious in this book that hasn't been discovered.

　　 The sinking was about to be sensed carefully, suddenly the book of golden light was released, sending out a powerful suction.

　　 There was a flower in front of him, his vision changed drastically, and he was drowned in golden light.

　　 Shen Luo just felt that the golden glow in front of her eyes dissipated, her feet landed, and there was a "dingdong" sound at her feet, and there were waves of ripples...

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　　 He lowered his head and glanced, the ground under him was as smooth as a mirror, but there was no reflection of a human figure, and he had once again entered the weird golden hall in the book of heaven.

　　 Shen Luo was in doubt, and suddenly heard an old voice coming from far behind:

　　 "Are you... new here?"

　　 "Who is there?" Shen Luo was taken aback by the sound, and his shoulders shook slightly. He immediately turned his head and looked over there, only to see a vast cloud of mist and nothing.

　　 "Could it be the fourth person?" The old voice came again, but it seemed to be muttering to himself.

Shen Luo was horrified, and when he looked up, he saw a huge figure as high as one hundred meters, standing in front of a golden fog wall dozens of meters away, a white robe covered in the fog, it is hard to notice if you look at it carelessly. To.

　　 And what made Shen Luo feel even more shocked is that although this person has a huge figure, he still doesn't let off his breath, he hadn't even noticed it before.

　　 "Dare to ask the senior who is an expert?" Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, or raised a fist and bowed, asked.

　　 "It's not a polite thing to ask about the identity of others in this place." The voice of that person sounded again, but his tone was quite peaceful, and he didn't mean to blame.

　　 Although he has said this, he can only relax a little bit when he sinks, and he can only formulate words:

　　 "Senior, don't get me wrong, the junior is just getting lost and broke into this strange space by mistake. If it disturbs the senior, please forgive me, the junior will leave now."

"Hehe, getting lost...it’s an interesting argument. But you don’t have to worry about it, fellow daoist, the old man doesn’t mean to blame, and you don’t have to deliberately conceal it. If you don’t have any fragments of the book, you will never enter this space Among them." The voice said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo's heart jumped sharply. Originally, he wanted to keep concealing the matter, but after a second thought, he realized that there is no way to lie at this level. It is better to tell the truth. In exchange for some useful information from this population.

　　 "It turns out that Senior was also the person who got the fragment of the Tianshu. So, we can meet here because of the Tianshu?" Shen Luo raised his neck, wanting to see that person's face clearly.

　　 is just behind the heavy golden mist, but can't see anything at all.

　　 At this time, I saw the huge figure of one hundred feet high ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ With a wave of his sleeves, his figure began to shrink rapidly, and he soon became a white-robed old man with almost the same height and sinking.

　　Wearing a robe like snow, with a vermilion ribbon around his waist, he is holding a snow-white whisk in one hand. The silk threads on it are condensed like crystals and exudes a bright light. At first glance, it is no ordinary magic weapon.

However, looking up along the figure of the person, only a wisp of snow-white beard hanging on his chest can be seen, and his face is enveloped by a cloud of golden mist. With the power of the pupil, he can't see clearly. .

　　 "Fusheng immeasurable Tianzun." The old man raised a palm with one hand, waved the whisk, and struck a gate toward Shenluo.

　　 "I have seen the Taoist chief." Upon seeing this, Shen Luo immediately clasped his fists in both hands and bowed.

　　 "It is the first time that fellow daoists come here, don't panic. We call this area the celestial book fragments, which is a virtual realm created by the celestial fragments connecting and resonating with each other." The old white robe said.

　　 "The Remnant of the Sky Book Realm...we? Is there someone else here?" Shen frowned and asked.

"It seems that fellow Daoists don't know yet. After the shattered celestial book, it was divided into five fragments, which were lost in the Three Realms. Later, driven by chance, they were successively obtained by some people. You will be able to see them in a while." The old white robe said.

As soon as his voice fell, a golden mist suddenly surged from the fog wall on the other side, and a huge figure more than 100 feet high appeared in it. He was dressed in silver scales and bright armor, buckled with a wild lion belt, wearing a crown of jewelry on his head, and hidden by his feet. The blue cloud boots are tall and straight like pine and cypress, and the momentum is as powerful as a mountain, but they are also covered with golden mist, and the breath is not obvious.