Chapter 251 The opportunity is right in front of you
"Junior brother!!!"
Shen Lian's consciousness was in a trance, but he could still hear Sha Wujing's call, and he suddenly realized what he meant Panchang Mountain has arrived.
He was inevitably a little nervous.
You must know that Panchang Mountain is the entrance to the Yellow Tusk Old Elephant's lair. In the past, there were at least tens of thousands of demons stationed there during the replacement of Emperor Tang Dynasty.
Shen Lian suppressed his distracting thoughts and called up the career panel while half asleep and half awake.
[Whether to spend 4 points to synthesize the Purple Mansion Tempering Technique and the Datong True Sutra Buddhism]
“Confirm.”
Shen Lian has practiced and sought to obtain the true sutra refining With the precedent of Qi Miao Dharma, a few days ago the Dharma of Datong Zhenjing was successfully promoted to perfection.
The Purple Mansion's quenching method created a clear current that surged through the Niwan Palace, and with the Yuan Shen sitting in charge, Shen Lian's dazed consciousness quickly regained consciousness.
Shen Lian opened his eyes and found that he was still walking.
There is no trace of Sha Monk and his disciples around, and there is no trace of Bago either. I wonder if he followed Sha Wujing to the depths of the cave.
There is only a low mountain in front of us, which seems to be only two or three hundred meters high.
Putting it in the Yanshan area, similar mountains would only be called Tupo.
“Panchang Mountain.”
Panchang Mountain has sparse vegetation and is slightly abrupt in the endless Liusha River.
Shen Lian frowned slightly. The demonic aura in Panchang Mountain was very weak. There were a few old houses scattered on the mountainside, so it didn't look like a big demon was haunted.
The only strange thing is that there are blank tombstones of various sizes standing all over the mountain.
The material of the tomb is like white bones, and each piece is different, as if it is really polished from corpses, which is creepy.
"Logically speaking, there are at least seven Dongfu forces in Shituoling, so Panchang Mountain should not be so deserted. Could it be..."
"I'm dreaming."
Shen Lian narrowed his eyes. According to Sha Wujing, the old elephant with yellow teeth is half demon and half ghost, and the Buddhist country in the dream is the embodiment of taboos.
As for whether Panchang Mountain is also in the dream, it is still unknown.
On the way, Shen Lian asked Sha Wujing about Panchang Mountain.
Sha Wujing did not reply. After all, Huangya Laoxiang had definitely noticed that the two sworn brothers had been converted, and he was bound to struggle to the death.
No one could foresee what dangers would arise in Shituoling.
"There are footprints of Senior Brother Sha and the three of them on the ground. They disappeared just after entering Panchang Mountain. Could it be that they have already headed to the hinterland?"
While Shen Lian was thinking, there was a sound coming from the Liusha River behind him. A deafening roar.
Tornadoes appeared out of thin air one after another.
The frequent visions of Liusha River indicate that Sha Wujing's current situation is not peaceful.
Shen Lian no longer hesitated and headed for the path leading to the mountain village. Staying on the outskirts of Panchang Mountain was definitely not a good choice.
The aftermath of Sha Wujing’s leak was like crushing himself to death like an ant.
On the contrary, if Panchang Mountain is really transformed into a dream, Panchang Mountain will not be harmed by the rioting Liusha River until Huangya Laoxiang is transformed.
"Huh?"
The moment Shen Lian stepped onto Panchang Mountain, his head tilted, leaving a deep hole in his right foot. This was caused by his inability to freely expand and contract his strength.
His expression showed surprise, and his brain became drowsy again.
The sixth sense is early warning.
Once you really fall asleep, there will definitely be unspeakable dangers.
Shen Lian snorted coldly and secretly used the Immortal Mysterious Art. The yellow sand in the sky penetrated into the flesh and bones, and the severe pain struck again.
"Hiss..."
The sleepiness was swept away.
[The "Six-tusked White Elephant" career has been triggered, and cannot take up the job without the necessary conditions]
Shen Lian turned back and looked at Liusha River.
If he saw it correctly, the speed of the tornado had slowed down, as if the inside and outside of Panchang Mountain were two different worlds.
“It’s interesting, I have come to a dream that is fake and real.”
Shen Lian didn't panic at all.
I only need to wait until the yellow-tusked old elephant is educated, and there is no need to face the danger directly.
Besides... Shen Lian swept through the alchemy furnace, and the alchemy fruits were ripening in batches. The one that attracted the most attention was the one transformed from the Golden-winged Dapeng Yu.
"First understand the reality of Panchang Mountain."
The mountain road is rugged, and it takes only a few steps to reach the end.
The village that came into view had been abandoned for a long time. There was not a single person in it. The houses were leaking from all sides and did not look like they were inhabited.
Shen Lian noticed that there were a particularly large number of tombstones in the village, two to three hundred densely packed.
“Huh.”
He had not noticed before that the tombstones were springing up from the ground like bamboo shoots after a rain, but the growth rate was only half a finger in a few days.
“What are the rules of the Panchang Mountain Ghost Domain?”
He wanted to reach out and touch the tombstone, but he just came closer and closed his eyes unconsciously.
The sleepiness in my heart is like gangrene in my bones.
“Damn it! We can’t delay it any longer, plant the elixir fruit first.”
Shen Lian staggered to the entrance of the village, and then a beak-shaped elixir fruit appeared in the palm of his hand. There are golden lines flowing.
【Peng Yu Fruit】
[Breed from the banyan tree, buried deep underground together with the cave medium, it will grow into a branch connected to the banyan tree. 】
Peng Yu fruit is naturally derived from the golden-winged Dapeng feather.
If the remaining two feathers are put into the alchemy furnace, it is equivalent to the opportunity to actively choose three teleportation trees, and even go to extremely closed and remote caves, such as the Four Seas Dragon Palace.
"I need a medium..."
Shen Lian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I am always cursed by the yellow-tusked old elephant, and my body, soul, and breath are different, so I am not the best medium. ”
Click click click.
An ivory grew out of his mouth, broke it off and threw it into a dry well by the roadside along with the Peng Yu fruit.
There is no need to bury it. The teleportation tree begins to take root and sprout. It is estimated that it will take three or four days. It turns out that he is the biggest medium.
Shen Lian yawned.
Although he continued to exercise on quicksand, his sleepiness continued to increase. Suddenly, Shen Lian noticed eyes peering at him. He opened his eyebrows and raised his eyes. He immediately noticed a skinny middle-aged man outside the village.
The middle-aged man is in rags and has no demonic aura.
He was covered in mud. He had no idea where he was hiding before. His expression looked crazy, and he was holding a flag made of sheets in his hand.
“Hehehe, the king asked me to patrol the mountain~~”
“Xiao Zhuanfeng?”
The middle-aged man smiled crazily, waving and murmuring.
Compared to a demon, he is more like a hysterical lunatic, and his behavior is full of weirdness.
But he is in Shituoling after all. Since the middle-aged man can survive in Panchang Mountain, it is likely that he is involved in the arrangement of the old elephant with yellow teeth.
“The king asked me to patrol the mountain~~”
The middle-aged man shouted, his posture imitating the beast.
Shen Lian did not act rashly, and everything in Panchang Mountain seemed strange and inexplicable.
As time passed, the sleepiness in his heart became more and more intense. Although the teleportation tree was already half a meter high, the sleepiness was even more intense.
During this period, the middle-aged man worked tirelessly and came to patrol the mountain every half day.
Shen Lian was drowsy. Pain alone could no longer suppress his drowsiness, nor could stimulating his soul through the Zifu Tempering Technique.
“I should be able to hold on for half a day.”
As soon as Shen Lian came up with this idea, he felt completely sleepy.
A trance.
He didn’t know how long he had been asleep, it seemed like a hundred years, and it seemed like an instant.
After waking up, drastic changes occurred in Panchang Mountain.
Shen Lian saw that the altitude of Panchang Mountain had increased tenfold, and the dilapidated houses had become brand new, only covered with a thick layer of dust.
The village is still empty and all the tombstones are missing.
The evil spirit is a little stronger.
“I have arrived...in a deeper dream.”
“So, Panchang Mountain is probably a layer upon layer of dreams, and the deepest part is the nest of the old yellow-tusked elephant. .”
“Anyone?”
Shen Lian squinted his eyes and discovered that the village was not without traces of others.
There are several Yuandan alchemists hiding in the dark.
From the corner of his eye, Shen Lian was sure that the teleportation tree had also followed him to the second floor of the dreamland, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He called up the career panel, which was still a reminder that the six-tusked old elephant's career conditions were insufficient, but the handwriting was obviously darker, indicating that as long as he went to the depths of the dream, he could meet the conditions.
Looking at the details of Panchang Mountain, more and more details came into my mind.
"The speed of the tornado in the Liusha River in the outside world is a little slower, which shows that the time flow rate in the dream is completely different. The time flow rate on the first floor is 30% slower, and on the second floor it has reached 60%."
"A breath from the outside world, the old elephant with yellow teeth I’m afraid tens of millions of years have passed?”
“What the hell is he doing?”
Shen Lian is facing a powerful enemy, and while Sha Wujing is planning to save the three demons, he is the only one who has not been banned. The yellow-tusked old elephant is also planning to get out of trouble.
“As expected, there is already my tombstone on the first floor of the dream world.”
"Every time we go deeper, the tombstone will continue to rise. I don't know what kind of danger it will bring."
Shen Lian suddenly felt that Sha Wujing seemed to have the possibility of overturning.
“No!!!”
“If you stay in the shallow dream, you won’t be able to react to any abnormalities in the deep dream. The time flow rate difference between the two is too big.”
< br>Shen Lian stopped activating the Immortal Xuan Gong and took the initiative to find sleepiness.
"The king asked me to patrol the mountain~~"
Dong-dong-dong.
The crazy middle-aged man in the dream on the first floor changed drastically in the dream on the second floor. Not only did his body soar to over three meters, but there were a lot of traces of demons on his body, and he was holding a flag.
The veritable Xiao Zhuanfeng, Daoxing has been around for a thousand years.
Little Zhuanfeng leaned over to the village, sniffing the scent of strangers, with a few pieces of minced meat at the corner of his mouth, and his greedy expression was palpable.
"The king asked me to come..."
Xiao Zhuanfeng turned around and saw that Shen Lian had arrived beside him at some point.
"You smell so good, I want to taste you."
Whoosh.
The white bones of the spine were smashed hard, and Xiao Zuanfeng's head was torn apart.
The alchemists in the dark were horrified, watching helplessly as Shen Lian's mouth used suction, and then the headless body disappeared.
Shen Lian became even more sleepy, and when he retracted his bones and spine, he threw his head back and fell down.
When I came back to my senses, I was already in a third-level dream.
The three-story dreamland is extremely noisy, and Panchang Mountain climbs hundreds of meters higher.
Dozens of demons with more than 500 years of spiritual practice were busy in the village, drying the flesh and blood taken from an unknown monk.
Human hair was made into robes, skin and flesh were spread on the walls, and the smell of blood was extremely pungent.
You can vaguely see demons dressed as hunters hunting alchemists all over the mountains and plains. Even though they are not as strong as the alchemists, they are better than the alchemists with unscrupulousness.
Shen Lian's appearance caused a lot of discussion among the demons.
“Here comes another human-goat!”
“It’s so strong.”
"Hand over four kilograms of leg meat and peel off two pieces of human skin, otherwise we will inform Mr. Xiao Zhuanfeng and send you to the cave on the fourth floor."
Shen Lian showed murderous intent on his face, and all the monsters laughed. laughing out loud.
"We can't be killed. If one of us is missing, we will fall into the fourth floor of the cave."
"If you hand over your flesh and blood, you will be left free in the mountains."
Whoosh.
The bones of the spine flashed past, and Shen Lian took away the body and continued deeper into the cave.
(End of this chapter)