Ferry Spirit Saga - Chapter 545

There is no law for thunder here. It can only be explored a little. It all depends on luck.

This reminds Xu Xian of something.

Seeing Xu Xian’s pillow, Mo Bai walked over and asked, “is this a pillow?”

“That’s right.”

“What are you doing with this?”

Xu Xian patted the sorghum pillow. If this thing really has the power that the person said, he will have enough time to find the most suitable one step by step in his dream.

“Sleep!”

Xu Xian is resting on this yellow beam pillow.

In a dream, there is even the power to reverse reality.

At the moment of lying on it, Xu Xian felt that a strange force slowly poured in from the back of her head, and the whole sea and sky were bright, accompanied by a smell of sorghum.

“You really sleep!”

When Mo Bai saw Xu Xianzhen lying down directly, he was immediately covered. Does Lei Yu still have the effect of hypnosis?

“Protect the law for me.”

Xu Xian left the last sentence. His consciousness has poured into the Huangliang pillow. It is a very strange feeling, as if there is a cool meaning to separate his consciousness from the flesh.

Soon, Xu Xian was completely asleep. Even if anyone died again, his soul would always remain clear. But at this moment, Xu Xian’s soul seemed to fall into a deep sleep. Even the flow of aura stopped, and his breathing almost stopped.

“He… What the hell is he doing?”

Mo Bai squatted in front of him, his aura stagnated and his soul restrained… If there were not slight breathing ups and downs, Xu Xian was not much different from the dead.

Yun Qingmiao also shook his head. The black phoenix walked over and looked at the pillow for a moment. She didn’t know it either.

Ming Xiaoling ran over and poked Xu Xian’s face with his hand. He didn’t move.

Here, Xu Xian fell into a deep sleep. He was in a gray. Suddenly, there was a cool feeling, which made him excited and opened his eyes.

There was still thunder in his ears. Xu Xian sat up. Under him was still a bronze black phoenix, but there were few people around him.

Here is the dream world, the dream world created by Huangliang pillow.

Xu Xian felt the bronze black phoenix under her feet, which belonged to the unique cutting atmosphere of the war machine. The roaring endless thunder pool outside, and even the Tianlei fruit in the thunder pool were brought into the dream.

Xu Xian carefully recalled the route of being bombarded in the external thunder pool. At this moment, he took a few steps and really avoided all the thunder until step 10. This is the limit he has explored in the outside world. It takes at least 50 steps to get close to the thunder pool!

After pondering for a moment, Xu Xian raised her foot and landed with lightning and thunder!

Boom!!!

A ray of thunder directly hit Xu Xian’s head. Although it was not fatal, she still felt very numb. The huge force of thunder ran through her whole body. Xu Xian thought that since she was in a dream, this level of stimulation might suddenly wake up.

But the reality of this dream is beyond imagination and has no impact. Xu Xian’s cultivation is all used to protect the whole flesh body and walk out step by step.

I don’t know how many times I tried in my dream.

The 49th step fell, but there was no thunder. Just one step, you can touch the thunder pool and feel the surging power contained in the thunder pool.

These are the condensation of the power of thunder and contain the law of thunder. If he can absorb the power of thunder, he may be able to turn the dust here!

However, Xu Xian has a hunch that this step 50 is the last key. Once he steps wrong, he may not be able to bear it.

And if he fails here, his soul will certainly be affected, and he may not be able to enter the yellow beam pillow again in a short time.

Deduction

Xu Xian’s eyes deduced the possibility again and again, but the thunder was really difficult to go. In the end, Xu Xian distinguished two directions, but he still couldn’t distinguish them.

He opened his eyes, chose one of the roads, took a deep breath and got up slowly.

At the moment of taking the 50th step, a bucket of thunder hit Xu Xian’s head. In an instant, Xu Xian’s body was torn apart.

“He moved, he moved.”

Ming Xiaoling has been guarding Xu Xian. Xu Xian’s body suddenly pulls out and reveals a cold sweat. When he opens, he sees a pair of water Lingling’s big eyes and looks at him very close.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Ming Xiaoling poked his face with his finger.

“Nothing.”

Xu Xian shook her head, but her head hurt a little. The Huangliang pillow consumed a lot of soul power, especially the thunder just now, which directly smashed his flesh.

He was also forced to wake up from his deep sleep. His soul was not damaged, but I’m afraid he can’t continue to use it in a short time.

The little girl stretched out her little hand and rubbed it gently on Xu Xian’s temple. Her soft little hand was very comfortable.

“Thank you.”

The little girl sat in Xu Xian’s arms, her face flushed and didn’t speak.

Several people also came over. Mo Bai was walking forward step by step with his umbrella. He had reached the 29th step. This road also occasionally attracted the power of thunder. After all, Mo Bai entered the road by thunder. Even though the thunder here is natural thunder, it is always much more sensitive than ordinary people.

What’s more, the umbrella in her hand absorbed all the thunder along the way, but she couldn’t make up her mind about the thirtieth step.

“Three inches to the left.”

Xu Xian stood up and shouted at her.

Mo Bai felt it carefully. At the moment, he also had a little insight in his eyes. He raised his feet and fell. Step 30, there was no thunder!

“Really have you!” Mo Bai wrote down the route to this step, and now turned back to the bronze black phoenix.

Black phoenix and Yun Qingmiao also came over.

They can naturally see that Xu Xian can suddenly see the strangeness of the thunder here, which must be related to the pillow he took out.

Mo Bai curiously picked up the pillow and looked, as if it were an ordinary pillow: “what is this?”

“Huangliang pillow.”

“What? This is a yellow beam pillow?!” Mo Bai’s eyes suddenly widened. As a descendant of the tradition of thunder and Dharma in Longhu Mountain, Mo Bai naturally has a wide range of knowledge.

It is said that in the ancient Tianting period, there was a Huangliang fairy who was later called a dream fairy.

The greatest pleasure of this immortal is to hide his identity in the world. Once a mortal pillowed a dream. When he woke up, he realized the Tao in situ and stepped into the fairy road.

The most precious treasure of this fairy is the Huangliang pillow. It is said that ordinary people can get the Tao in place. Since the collapse of the heaven, the Huangliang fairy has disappeared, and this treasure has disappeared since then.

Ink white instantly felt that the pillow in his hand became extremely heavy.

If this is really a sorghum pillow, it will definitely attract the coveted of many people.

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“Yellow beam pillow?”

LAN Wuque looked at the scene in the mirror and smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth.

The old man is also complex in his eyes. The sea of blood just now is terrible, but if he really has the legendary Huangliang pillow in his hand, it is also worth taking a risk!