Chapter 47 Dreaming

Looking at the silent An Bochen, Mr. Kong said with a smile.

"The little brother swam all the way here and almost forgot the past. As the saying goes, he lost his soul and pointed to the little brother like this. Although the three souls of heaven and earth can get out of their own body, they are extremely easy to be robbed. Take the soul of the earth as an example, they can gallop in the wild, but they can't fly in the sky. Once they are swept into the sky, the consequences will be unimaginable. And when you meet gold, you will be attached, and when you are burned, you will be most afraid of gold and fire. If you can't return to your body in seven days, or forget the past, even if you have the ability to communicate with heaven and earth, you can only become a lonely ghost from now on.

Hearing the words, An Bochen was surprised.

"If the soul of the earth can't return, what will happen to the body?"

"If it is just a soul, the body will not be corrupted immediately, but it will become muddle-headed and crazy, which is the so-called heart-out madness. I can walk and eat, but I can't practice until my vitality is exhausted and my body is ruined. If none of the three souls can return, the body can only become a living dead person, unable to move, lying in bed and waiting to die. Similarly, if the body is destroyed and the soul is returned, it will be scattered for seven days at most.

Listening to Mr. Kong's talk, An Bochen bowed his hand gratefully, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Before he came out of his body, his body stood facing the window. In case he fell down, wouldn't he lose his soul?

"In a word, like a little brother, the soul of the earth comes out of the body, which is really dangerous and dangerous. The soul of the earth is yin and can't see the light. When the day comes, if you don't find a shade and expose it to the sun, it will also hurt your vitality. Little brother, listen to me and return to the body this time. Remember to refine the three souls first and gather them into one. The heavenly soul can fly in the sky, not afraid of the day, the soul of life can be transformed, and it can also use the Taoist charm to display the Taoist method. The three souls are integrated to refine the soul. The god travels between the sky and the sky. Even if it has been seven days, he will not forget the past. He is not afraid of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, fly away from the sky and earth, and walk day and night.

The more An Bochen listened, the more he felt that it was a fluke today. If he hadn't met the three people in the pavilion, he would have forgotten the past and become a lonely ghost. As soon as the day comes, the soul will fly away.

He accidentally hit the art of divine travel. For him today, he doesn't know whether it is a curse or a blessing.

Just a few words, An Bochen could only nod. He knew that Mr. Kong was a good intention, but he could not say the most embarrassing confusion.

If you don't think that you have just broken the gods and become a god, how could the three people in front of you be so kind to yourself? If you know that you are just a little servant who has cultivated the fire, you don't know what will happen to them.

Fortunately, the soul came out of the body and could only gather into a vague shadow, which was not found by them as a 14-year-old teenager.

An Bochen is worried. At this moment, he no longer thinks about the pleasure of wandering around. He just wants to return to his body early. After all, these three people in front of him are the masters standing on the top of Da Kuang, calling for the wind and rain. Who knows when they will see through their identity?

However, he came to whatever he was afraid of. The three people in the pavilion didn't seem to mean to let An Bochen leave.

"I don't know what your name is?"

The wind fairy looked at An Bochen and asked with a smile.

An Bochen just wanted to speak, but he was stunned. Didn't he say that they could not reveal their identities and names to each other?

"We always need to have a name for each other."

Looking at An Bochen with a funny look, the wind fairy said.

"Innocent."

Almost without thinking, An Bochen said.

"It turned out to be an innocent scholar. At present, there is still more than half an hour before noon. The resident might as well enter the pavilion for a chat.

If An Bochen's body is at this time, his face must be complicated. Although he is reluctant, he doesn't know what will happen if he goes against this seemingly kind wind fairy. He hesitates for a moment and still floats into the pavilion.

The moonlight fell on the top of the mountain. In the eyes of others, there was no one in the pavilion. Who knew that at this time, the three most powerful people of the Da Kuang Dynasty and a restless little servant were gathered in this small pavilion.

The green smoke rose from the sandalwood tripod and floated up. The three priests talked about strange things, or talked about the allusions of the past and the present. An Bochen could only listen silently. With his knowledge, he could hardly cut in half a word. In the eyes of the three people, he only felt that An Bochen was calm and steady, neither humble nor arrogant.

"There are gods who raise their heads three feet to break the road of god cultivation, but I don't know what do you feel when the innocent monk breaks through the realm of the divine master?"

The white-clothed scholar, known as Huang Jushi, always ignored An Bochen, but An Bochen vaguely felt that among the three people, he was the one who paid the most attention to himself. Sure enough, the white-clothed scholar seemed to casually ask An Bochen.

Seeing that the other two people were also looking at him, An Bochen was in a panic. What he was most afraid of was still happening. If An Bochen didn't say why, his identity would be exposed immediately. Although he had no intention to deceive, after all, An Bochen has deceived the three priests for so long. Once the horse's feet are exposed, the end can be imagined.

However, after all, An Bochen is not a god. Let him talk about his feelings when he broke through the god. It's not only difficult for strong people. It's simply a fantasy.

After a long silence, the atmosphere in the hall was slightly stagnant, and Huang Jushi's eyes were like a sharp sword. Even if An Bochen's soul came out of his body, it was just a virtual shadow, but he felt afraid at the bottom of his heart and could not sit still.

There is...

Suddenly, An Bochen remembered something.

In the fairy house, the Water God once said that if you want to freely enter and exit the fairy house, you need to master the method of fetal rest, and if you want to have the law of fetal rest, you must be cultivated to the realm of the divine master. In this way, in the feeling of breaking through the god master, fetal breath is indispensable.

I hope I can muddle through...

Under the pressure of the bottom of his heart, An Bochen said calmly.

"The heavens and the earth are flat, all the silence, within the reach of the heart, a grass, a tree, ants, birds and beasts, everything changes, can be proved."

After saying that, An Bochen looked at the three nervously, but what he said was the magical and mysterious feeling that he realized when Yu Mo Yunlou was in full of fetal change of day and night.

Looking around, the wind fairy seemed to be smiling. Mr. Kong nod his head, and the scholar in white withdrew his condensed eyes.

An Bochen knew that he had muddled through, breathed a sigh of relief, and said that he was lucky.

"Indeed, when I broke through the realm of the divine master in the past, the most wonderful feeling was like this."

Mr. Kong nodded and looked at An Bochen thoughtfully.

"I don't know what the innocent little brother has seen after breaking the god?"

It's not over yet.......

An Bochen sighed helplessly and meditated.

"Mr. Kong is embarrassed to be an innocent scholar."

For good, the wind fairy smiled and relieved the siege.

"When I broke the gods for the first time, I'm afraid no one had the intention to observe the existence of the gods."

Above the gods?

An Bochen felt a little strange. He only heard that there was a god with his head raised three feet, but he didn't know what else was on the god. It was not mentioned in the play, in the gossip with Sima Jin, or in the absurd and bizarre collections of Li Gongzi.

Before An Bochen asked, he was interrupted by the wind fairy.

"We gather here. Although we are chatting and laughing, we can also learn from each other. The innocent monks have entered the realm of divine masters for the first time. If there are any doubts about their practice, they can be raised.

Hearing this, An Bochen's mind moved and was pressed by him in an instant.

He asked the three masters in front of him how to gain the upper hand in the confrontation with Li Lin the day after tomorrow, but this can't be asked. Although An Bochen did not know how smart the cultivation of the three people in front of him was, the wind fairy brought himself here from thousands of miles away with only the soul. He wanted to return to the flesh. His magical means were no worse than the legendary immortals. Although the gunway was a great Taoist skill in his eyes, it may be very subtle, once If you ask, it may reveal the horse's feet.

Seeing that An Bochen was silent, the three looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"The wind fairy has always been straightforward. No wonder the innocent brother."

The yellow man in white who was talking was just a temptation before. At this time, he was obviously less wary of An Bochen, and now he smiled faintly.

"There are few Da Kuang God masters, and it is often difficult to get one in hundreds of years. Every god master is enough to bring earth-shaking changes. Therefore, learning from each other is actually revealing each other's details, so that the situation can be stabilized.

After saying that, Huang Jushi stared at An Bochen rudely and saw that An Bochen was uncomfortable all over.

It seems that if they don't reveal some details today, they won't let me go.

But after all, I'm not a god, so what... Yes, the art of dreaming.

After hesitating for a long time, An Bochen arched his hand and said.

"When the innocence wandered out of his body tonight, he once stole into other people's dreams."

When the words fell, An Bochen obviously noticed that the three people in front of him were shocked at the same time and were speechless for a long time.

Is it possible that I said something wrong?

An Bochen was worried and listened to the empty old gentleman sigh.

"This kind of divine wandering method is unprecedented. It's strange."

An Bochen was overjoyed, but in a blink of an eye, Huang Jushi's sneer came from his ear.

"It's really strange. It doesn't listen to history and doesn't belong to the five elements, but... It's really useless like chicken ribs.

"You can't say that."

The wind fairy interrupted. She looked up and down at An Bochen and seemed to be very interested.

"Brother Huang, if someone sneaks into your dream when you are asleep and hooks out the three souls to kill it, isn't it an invisible way to kill?"

"Fairy is wrong. Although this method is useful for ordinary people, you and I are a master, with perseverance, and the three souls are united. How can the hook be hooked out? I'm afraid that if the innocent scholar enters the dream before he casts the spell, you and I have noticed it.

"There is no need to seduce the soul to deal with the god. As long as you build a dream, you will be trapped in a dream forever. Even if you have the ability to get through heaven and earth, it is difficult to escape. What's more, many times you only need to trap your opponent for a moment, which is enough to turn the overall situation around.

......

The two of them talked about the wonderful methods that many An Bochen didn't expect at all. Killing people in a dream seemed to be easy in the mouth of the wind fairy, but it made An Bochen's mood fluctuate.

He first got the method of wandering into a dream, and he also thought about the use of it, but at most, it was just to scare the old man Xiao, who likes to be mysterious like tonight. He never thought that such a method could be used to kill people, explore secrets, and trap the three souls... As Huang Jushi and Feng Xianzi talked more and more, vaguely, An Bochen only felt that the three people looked at him with a little different eyes.