One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 220: Flame Demon's Illusionary Body [asking for monthly votes]

Dan Yangzi was surprised, he had never seen such a scene before. The other party actually thought that this was a dream, and there was an "immortal master" guiding them in their dream.

Zhao Fuyun knew that there was someone who was proficient in the art of building dreams, which was mysterious and unpredictable. In his world, dreams were his real world and reality was nothing but his dream.

The art of marrying dreams that he once practiced was only the starting point of the method of building dreams.

Legend has it that someone was pulled into a dream, and when he came out a hundred years had passed.

The rules of the world in dreams may be absurd or bizarre, or simple and unpretentious, but they can always be so sudden that they make people feel terrified.

Zhao Fuyun could be sure that this was a person who had mastered the art of dream cultivation. Such a person could be called a cultivator. Of course, if he harmed lives or harvested the souls of other lives to nourish himself, he could also be called a demon.

He didn't dare to marry the dream easily at this time. He stood up slowly, put one hand behind his back, and began to think deeply.

Duxia City is under the direct jurisdiction of Tiandu Mountain. In this land, all demons and cultivators have to be cautious when coming here. And now this dream builder dares to construct a dream of the human infant fruit here. He must have something in mind, and he may even be coming for Tiandu Mountain.

He didn't know whether this person was a Jindan cultivator. There were a handful of Jindan cultivators in the world. Even if he was not a Jindan cultivator, but just a Zifu cultivator, if he entered his dream, he would be losing the advantage of the terrain and entering someone else's home ground, which was equivalent to entering someone else's dojo.

Zhao Fuyun stood there, looking around at the people around him. The light and shadow in the prison divided the void of this area, as if representing the two worlds of reality and dreams.

Some people say that the world is full of different forms, and among them there is a world called the dream world, which is also called foam or yellow beam.

Bubbles are beautiful in the sun, but they are fragile and may disappear at any time. However, they are the easiest to generate. Therefore, people who practice dream techniques often jump from one dream to another. The generation and destruction of each dream will trigger a disaster, sometimes like a plague, and of course, sometimes silently.

Zhao Fuyun once wanted to be able to form talismans related to dreams when he built his foundation, which was great. However, he was later assigned to Wu Ze and had no chance to look for more types of True Evils. Later, he obtained the Tribulation Fire True Evil, so he built his foundation with the Tribulation Fire True Evil.

After all, the calamity fire can definitely be regarded as the first-class true evil among all the true evils.

Zhao Fuyun did not sense any obvious danger through his [Disaster Knowledge], but he had a heavy feeling in his heart. Although the sky was clear, he felt a sense of haze. This haze did not come from dust in the void, but from a feeling.

He knew that the disaster that had befallen Tiandu Mountain itself had not yet passed.

However, he thought that since he had already established his own palace and was back, he must meet the enemy hiding in the dark. He couldn't practice for so many years and hide outside for so many years. He was already in the Purple Palace, but was still scared like a cowardly rat and dared not show up.

A person's courage and behavior will always grow with his or her own achievements, and it is impossible for them to remain unchanged, but the inner essence remains. He or she is not an impulsive person. Of course, even the most cautious person will be impulsive at times, and there will always be a few times of willfulness and impulsiveness on the long road of life and cultivation.

This time, however, there won’t be any.

He decided to give it a try. As for the method of testing, he planned to enter the dream in the form of marriage to see what was inside. However, he did not plan to use his own soul to travel, but planned to use the statue of the Flame Demon.

This statue of the flaming demon is just the right thing to do.

There was a usage that he already had in mind, but had not yet tested. Now was a good opportunity to give it a try.

However, he still needed to make some preparations to avoid losing the statue of the Flame Demon.
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Luo Qian closed his eyes and soon fell asleep. Then he came back to life again, feeling relieved. Someone next to him asked, "Are you awake?"

Luo Qian looked at the gloomy sky, yet felt a sense of familiarity, because there was a strong fragrance in the city that intoxicated him.

That man was his neighbor, and both of them were invited to the Immortal Master's house to attend the Human Infant Fruit Banquet. However, when the two were walking on the road, Luo Qian fainted, and he just waited there.

"You've been talking in a strange way lately. Are you sick?" said the neighbor.

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare." Luo Qian said.

"Then you have to be careful. Nightmares often appear in nightmares and are good at misleading people. You must never believe what they say." said the neighbor.

"I know that it was just a nightmare. In the dream, I was actually locked in a cell. A man with flaming eyes grabbed me and wanted to burn me to death. It was really scary." Luo Qian said.

"Yes, as long as you stay awake and know that it is just a dream, you will be able to get rid of that dream. Let's go to the Immortal Master's house to attend the banquet. This is a rare opportunity." The neighbor spoke quickly. He pulled Luo Qian and walked quickly towards the Immortal Master's house, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

Luo Qian swallowed his saliva and quickened his pace. When he recalled the taste, he became impatient.

They walked in the winding alleys. They could smell the sounds from within the walls and the curling smoke from cooking fires. Everywhere there was an atmosphere of peace and prosperity.

Finally they came to the center of the city, where there was a tree. The tree had few leaves and was not very big. It looked a bit like a pomegranate tree, and the tree was full of fruits as big as small babies.

The human infant fruit is golden yellow and very beautiful.

There is a circle of stones stacked around the roots of the tree, and then soil is piled up inside, making the roots of the tree look much higher than the ground.

Some of the infant fruits had already started crying, and the crying made him feel like eating them quickly.

"Another batch of human infant holy fruits have matured. Let's hurry. Fortunately, we are not late. The Immortal Master said that if we are late, we will not have the opportunity to enter the banquet."

Next to the human-infant fruit tree, there was a temple. In the temple, there was an altar, and on the altar sat an old man.

There were cushions and desks placed below the old man, which were almost full. The two of them were the last two people left, and they sat in the corner.

Kneeling on the cushion, he waited quietly for the immortal master to speak.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Xianzuo said, "Today is the 120th anniversary of the birth of the Human Infant Fruit Tree, so we have this banquet. You are all predestined people. Some of you have just met me. It is not you who have a predestined relationship with me, but your ancestors who have a predestined relationship with me. Now the fate has fallen on you. As a temple priest, I must repay you."

"I have used the Human Infant Fruit and thirteen kinds of magical herbs to make a pot of soup. Everyone can have a bowl. After eating it, you can obtain the Dharma immediately, or live for 120 years. If you eat it again in the future, you can have the same life and life as the Human Infant Holy Tree. Come on, serve the soup." The immortal master on the altar had a cold expression on his face, but everyone was extremely excited when they listened.

Luo Qian was even more convinced, and sighed to himself, fortunately he rushed back. However, for no reason, he thought of the man with the fiery eyes.

He couldn't help but shook his head, wanting to drive this person away. In his opinion, it was wrong to be distracted at this time. If the "immortal master" knew about it, what if he lost the qualification to eat soup? From the back door of the temple, women or men came out one by one. The women were graceful and the men were handsome. They held a tray in their hands with a tea bowl on it, which was placed on the small table next to each person.

Luo Qian opened it impatiently, and a fragrance gushed out. The soup inside was clear, but there was no trace of the medicine residue. The fragrance made Luo Qian know that there must be a human infant fruit inside, because the fragrance of the human infant fruit was too strong.

He took a small sip at first, then he couldn't hold back any longer and drank it in big gulps, and the others did the same.

After eating, he just felt comfortable all over, as if all the pores in his body were opened and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was drilling into his body.

At this moment, the women around them suddenly squatted down and leaned in. If the person drinking the soup was a woman, the male waiter would squat down and lean in, and they would be like dry firewood, ignited in an instant, and then hugged the people around them.

Luo Qian didn't want anything at this moment, he just wanted to have the woman by his side.

He hugged her in his arms and kissed her, as if only in this way could he vent the passion in his heart.

Everyone is like him.

They did not notice that the 'Immortal Master' sitting on the altar had a strange smile on his face.

The people in the temple who drank the soup had their breath quickly weakened and turned into ashes after intercourse, while the other person, on the contrary, had a full breath.

Of course, only the women survived, and then the women's bellies swelled rapidly, and they gave birth to babies on the spot. The babies were green all over, flew up, and landed on the human-infant fruit tree outside, hanging on the branches and integrating with the branches, as if they were newly grown.

The Immortal Master looked at the human infant fruit tree and thought to himself that it was a rare opportunity to offer sacrifices to his own human infant fruit tree. He didn't know how many times he could offer sacrifices here.

Suddenly, the smile on his face froze.

Because he saw an unexpected guest.

The man stood in the shadow, wearing a red robe, like a bald man, and the red robe seemed to be covered with spells.

This strange man stood there, as if he had seen it all.

Faintly, he could sense a surge of anger from the other person.

He immediately stood up, came to the temple gate, and said, "What's the matter with you coming here uninvited?"

The bald man in the red spell robe said, "You opened a dream field at the foot of Tiandu Mountain, using the art of dream communication to steal people's essence and grow evil fruits. Could it be that there is no one in Tiandu Mountain?"

"Tiandu Mountain? Is this actually Tiandu Mountain?" The 'immortal master' was surprised. He continued, "My guest, are you kidding me? How can this be the foot of Tiandu Mountain? If it is the foot of Tiandu Mountain, why is it so lax that there is no one guarding the city?"

The bald man in the red spell robe sneered and said, "It seems that someone wants to see the scenery of Tiandu Mountain."

Of course it was Zhao Fuyun who came, but it was not his own soul that entered the dream, but rather it was through the statue of the Flame Demon.

This method is difficult to describe in a few words. He sets up an altar and then uses shadow transformation to merge his own thoughts with the Flame Demon in the Flame Demon statue to form a completely new existence. This allows him to enter the dream without the need for his soul to wander, only his thoughts. In this way, he can move forward and backward freely.

The phantom body formed by the fire demon and his own thoughts is extremely extraordinary and has many abilities.

As Zhao Fuyun's thoughts surged, the shadows around him seemed to produce countless shadows, strands of red hair, but they also looked like shadows, and red light was visible in the shadows, strangely rushing towards the "immortal master" in the temple.

The Immortal Master's eyes were filled with astonishment, because his personal magical power did not seem like the methods of the righteous Xuanmen sect, but rather like the magic of the devil. From the strange red shadows, he felt the intention of devouring and plundering. His intuition told him that it was best not to touch this thing.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a red light appeared in the void and turned into flames.

As far as he knew, evil spirits were afraid of fire, and in his dream, flames were summoned at will.

He wanted to burn the man's things first.

However, what he never expected was that the moment those red shadows came into contact with the flames he summoned, the flames were instantly distorted, and then he immediately lost control of the flames.

Not only that, the flame also merged with the other party, turning into red threads, rolling down like a wave, and trying to swallow itself up.

"Certainly."

As his spell rang out, the void froze, but he felt as if he had tied up a wild buffalo with a thin rope, which broke in a moment.

As soon as he thought of this, the whole temple suddenly darkened, and he disappeared in the temple. There was only a statue on the altar in the temple, and it was made of gold and bronze, not a flesh and blood body at all.

He completely disappeared.

Flames surged out of the red, burning on the beams and walls of the temple.

At the same time, another red shadow rolled towards the human-infant fruit tree.

But the tree suddenly rose from the ground, turned into a ray of light, and went towards the sky. The sky was filled with brilliant light, as if the sky had opened up and guided the fruit tree up and away. At the same time, there was a sticky force on the earth, which wrapped around the phantom body of the fire demon below, making it impossible for him to chase after it.

At the same time, I heard a smug laugh: "The disciples of Tiandu Mountain are indeed extraordinary. There are actually people who practice magic. How can they be called the authentic Xuanmen? However, no matter what magic you practice, you will be trapped in my Demon Temple forever, haha..."

In the darkness, the phantom body of the Flame Demon felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and that temple occupied this world and became the only one in this world. He didn't know when he had completely stood in this temple, looking up at the strange golden statue.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, fortunately I came in as a fire demon.

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(End of this chapter)