Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Not to mention this hellish scene, if anyone were present, they would probably faint on the spot just by being filled with the stench that was so dense that it seemed like a substance.

Even Xu Guifeng, who had shed all pretense on the field and showed off the power of his bloodline without any reservation, was disgusted.

"Pooh!"

As the blood light lingered, Xu Guifeng blew away the flesh and blood in disgust.

Compared to his pure Xu Jingyang blood descendants, the power of these flesh-and-blood transformations is both thin and mixed with a large number of inhuman traits.

He didn't even bother to absorb it.

Immediately lowering his head, Xu Guifeng grinned at the Palace Master of the Xuanhu Palace, who was still struggling in his hands, leaving only one head still alive and kicking.

"How is it possible!" I don't know if the other party recognizes the descendant of Xu Tianshi who is the source of human transformation technology, but he just keeps shouting nonsense like "impossible, absolutely impossible".

Also.

How could it be possible to arouse the power of bloodline to such an extent in the Age of Dharma Ending?

Of course it's possible.

A certain majestic image emerged in Xu Guifeng's mind, and he bowed his head slightly, as if in greeting.

This is called Mingjun’s gift, old boy!

The shore of the pier.

The sky was slightly dim, and the sparse sea fog alternated between light and thick, spreading to the shore like a tide. From time to time it was bumped by the busy crowds passing through it, and when it was stirred again, it became more difficult to form a sheet, unable to block the view.

Therefore, the Yinxianhui logistics team who was called in to work overtime was able to successfully drag the wreckage of the cruise ship that had just been salvaged to the shore.

Seeing that the dust had settled, Xiao Zhao took a break and ran to the temporary headquarters tent. Just as he was about to find an excuse, he bumped into Xu Guifeng walking out of it.

"Forehead, boss!" Xiao Zhao said in his heart, before he could think of an excuse to fish.

However, Xu Guifeng's mind was not focused on this at all. He had clearly captured all the Xuanhu ***, but there was no trace of joy on his face.

"Boss?" Xiao Zhao looked at his words and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Such a victory was achieved at the expense of only the consumption of some materials for the human transformation and a slight sense of guilt as a result of the torture trick. It was definitely a great victory.

Could it be that something unexpected happened during the interrogation?

"Why, uh, that palace master doesn't know how to do it, right?"

Anyone who saw the old man with only one head left would be amazed.

"He's not dead, he's still breathing hard." Xu Guifeng rested his elbow on one hand and rubbed his chin with the other.

"Does that mean he refuses to speak?" Seeing the sad look on his boss's face, Xiao Zhao quietly took a look inside the tent and asked again.

Xu Guifeng still shook his head, and there was a faint shadow of blood running across his body, as if turbulence was brewing under the calm surface of the ocean.

"That is..." Xiao Zhao cautiously wanted to ask, but was blocked by his boss.

"He is not the palace master at all."

"what?"

"How is that possible?" Xiao Zhao said anxiously, almost jumping to his feet.

“So many people’s identifications!”

"Everything is turned upside down, how could he not be!"

"That's right." Xu Guifeng sighed,

"It is true that this old man is the palace master, but it is just a cover. There is someone else who really makes the decision behind the scenes."

"Ah?" Xiao Zhao calmed down a little after being shocked.

"who is it?"

"The assistant who always helps him run errands." Xu Guifeng said bitterly,

"Those people are not exaggerating."

"That person, the real owner of Xuanhu Palace, has long been able to stay young forever. How can he still look like an old man?"

"." Xiao Zhao choked up a little. He was shocked at the other party's courage to show his face, but also admired the other party's dark plan under the light.

"So... it's the middle-aged Taoist priest named He Ping?"

Xu Guifeng took a deep breath, as if he didn't know how to answer.

"Is that the younger one?"

Xu Guifeng still didn't answer.

"It can't be that little girl, right?!"

Xu Guifeng looked at the sky in silence.

"Who else could it be?" Xiao Zhao became increasingly puzzled.

"Then there are so many assistants around the old man, who else can he be?"

This time, Xu Guifeng finally answered: "They are all."

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After a while, Xiao Zhao licked his dry lips and asked,

"There are so many people. Is it still too late to arrest them now?"

"It's too late." Xu Guifeng said dejectedly, but there was a glint in his eyes.

"At least we can't make it in time."

"Then who should we rely on?"

"Who do you rely on?" Xu Guifeng burst out laughing, his face as relaxed as if he had thawed, and said,

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao"

"Next, it won't be our turn to do anything troublesome."

Xiao Zhao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he reacted, lowered his head and eyes, and said sincerely,

"Fusheng Netherworld True Lord."

The hinterland of Qinling Mountains.

Zhongnan Mountain.

In the shallow pond of the mountain stream, a faint waning moon is embedded in the water.

Suddenly, the calm water surface rippled, disrupting the beautiful scenery of the moon, and then there was a high-pitched scream.

“Ahhhh————”

This 10-beat E6 soprano comes from the backpacker on the other side of the shallow pool, swinging his ponytail.

After another burst of rustling and rapid movement.

Another backpacker dressed similarly emerged from the bushes nearby. He looked to be in his prime and strong. He hurriedly greeted him while covering his ears.

"Xiao Liu!"

"Ah——" The scream still refused to stop.

"Xiao Liu! It's me!"

"what?"

It wasn't until he was tapped on the shoulder that the source of the noise stopped talking. He turned around and looked,

"Professor Kong!"

"What's wrong, Xiao Liu!" Kong Feihong was shouted out, and he looked around nervously, but he didn't notice the ugly figure.

"Yes" Liu Na was still in shock, pointing at the bushes beside the Tan and accusing,

"There's a will-o'-the-wisp!"

"Ah?" Kong Feihong was even more confused,

"This isn't a swamp, how can there be will-o'-the-wisps?"

"It's still red!" Liu Na added, covering her chest.

"Red?"

"It can't be a snake, right?" Kong Feihong was even more confused. He simply followed his student's instructions, picked up a flashlight and strode up to alert the snake.

After a lot of trouble, the long worm was not found, but a few hares who were practicing the true meaning of the Great Perfection of life jumped out.

"Huh?" Liu Na boldly stepped forward and stared for a while, then scratched her head in shame and embarrassment and said,

"Oh, I'm sorry, Professor, I made a mistake."

"These rabbits were supposed to be drinking water just now. Those red eyes scared me."

"Huh!" Kong Feihong was speechless for a while, but in the end he didn't say any harsh words. He just used the flashlight to drive away the rabbit and waved his hand.

"Let's go, quickly find a place to pitch a tent."

"Oh, oh oh oh!" Liu Na quickly followed.

Kong Feihong walked in front and pushed aside the branches of the trees to clear the way, and Liu Na followed behind.

After a while of silence, maybe it was because the night was getting dark and the surroundings were filled with the sounds of insects and frogs, which made me feel bored.

Kong Feihong was still speechless and said,

"Xiao Liu, you are also a graduate student, why are you still afraid of some will-o'-the-wisp?"

"There are no ghosts in this world."

"Professor, what you said is wrong." Perhaps the incident just now made her mood agitated, but Liu Na seriously refuted her tutor,

"It's better to believe that they exist than to believe that they don't exist." "Besides, you even believe in gods, why don't you believe in ghosts?"

pat.

As soon as Liu Na finished speaking, the sound of heavy footsteps came from the front, crushing countless dead branches and leaves.

Liu Na was distraught and looked at Kong Feihong's movements, frozen in place.

It hit a sore spot. Liu Na regretted in her heart that she had spoken carelessly.

Kong Feihong is the director of the Taoist Culture Research Center of a 985 university, the executive director of the Eastern and Western Culture and Management Research Center of the School of Humanities, and a doctoral supervisor.

A well-established professor from a prestigious school, his resume is extremely impressive.

He has so many titles that he can’t fit them on one wall, and he has chaired countless projects and meetings. He is famous for his deeds such as recruiting “successful alchemy practitioners to participate in scientific research” on the Internet, and is well-known in the circle. The number one figure.

But he's been having a hard time lately.

In the final analysis of this matter, Chen Ze, who has not appeared yet, has to take the blame.

Not to mention the big news in Malaysia and Turkmenistan, just a while ago, the return of spring in the Northeast and the barking of thousands of trees caused quite a stir.

Supernatural phenomena occur frequently, so should he, a professor who specializes in supernatural abilities, produce some results?

No, the pressure is coming soon.

But there is no way, Professor Kong is not part of the Yinxian Society's establishment. He has formed his own team and wandered in the fog for many years.

I didn't understand much in the first place, but when the doctor listened to Chen Ze's instructions and completely contracted it, and no one paid attention, it would be even more impossible to make a fool of myself.

It was back and forth, the tasks were heavy, and the results could not be produced. Professor Kong was worried. He was under great pressure and his hair was falling out.

Last week, he received a notice saying that he was preparing to "optimize the structure" and "improve efficiency", and merged the alchemy research project he chaired.

This was obviously premeditated. Previously, he was not even given a place to supervise graduate students. He had already become a mere commander, so there was little point in keeping the research project.

I bother!

Isn’t it just that I don’t want to provide funds?

Professor Kong was angry, but he had no choice but to produce no results. In a fit of anger, evil arose in his heart, and he was so angry that he had no choice but to take a long vacation to hide from his boss.

But he was also a restless person, so he packed his bags and led his students to Zhongnan Mountain to look for immortals!

Zhongnan Mountain, located in the middle of the Qinling Mountains, is known as the "Immortal Capital" and is one of the birthplaces of Taoist culture.

It was after this that I rode a green ox, and was caught by Yin Xi, the real person of Wen Shi, who built a tower to watch the stars. Only then did I leave behind the Five Thousand Words of Morality.

Therefore, Zhongnan Mountain’s status in Taoist culture is almost irreplaceable. It has been called “the most blessed place in the world” and “the crown of the cave”.

As it should be, where are the most hermits in the world?

Here.

Where do you find the most stories about encountering immortals?

Still here.

Therefore, since ancient times, when seeking immortality, Zhongnan Mountain has been the threshold that cannot be passed. Sooner or later, you have to climb here.

Kong Feihong, an old scholar who specializes in this field, is naturally no exception.

Even though he has cultivated alchemy for so many years and has yet to achieve anything, there are many masters and blessed places.

He has passed this Zhongnan Mountain dozens of times, especially this route.

Why did he come back two years later and still not recognize the road? !

"Professor." Liu Na's weak voice sounded,

"I'm sorry. Uh, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay." Kong Feihong raised his hand and interrupted,

"This should be halfway up the mountain, right?"

"Uh" Liu Na looked around and saw the unchanging mountains and old forests, and said helplessly,

"Professor, haven't you been here several times? Isn't there a mark on the map?"

"According to the map, there should be a cliff next to this place." Kong Feihong frowned and stared at the map in his hand.

After a while, he turned the map upside down and changed the direction.

Could it be that it was done backwards?

"Alas." Kong Feihong kept changing directions but couldn't figure out why.

"I suspect we started off on the wrong foot."

As he spoke, he inserted the map back into the side pocket of his backpack, spread his hands and gestured,

"Now we're on our own."

"Still no signal." Liu Na had already taken out her mobile phone and GPS navigator.

"Professor, we must not be lost."

"We have lost our way a long time ago." Kong Feihong still had time to joke,

"Either this is not Zhongnan Mountain at all."

"There's no telling if we've encountered something like that. A ghost beating a wall."

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Kong Feihong immediately realized that this joke was not funny, especially since the only audience member was not very courageous.

rustling.

Suddenly there was a strange noise.

Kong Feihong turned the flashlight to a high setting and shined it, and saw two dots of scarlet embedded among the trees.

For no apparent reason, he shuddered.

"Why are there so many rabbits?" Liu Na's muttering reminded Kong Feihong.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be another hare.

"Rabbits can give birth." Kong Feihong chuckled at the fact that he was old and had poor memory and was still timid, while shaking the flashlight to try to drive away the rabbit.

"This is the most common thing in the mountains."

But while he was talking, the rabbit remained motionless in the face of the bright light, staring at the two of them as if he were a spirit.

Staring at Liu Na, her heart went numb, and Kong Feihong pretended to be relaxed and said loudly,

"Hey, let's go. Find a place to warm up by the fire."

"Professor, you can't keep yourself warm in the mountains."

"Oh, oh oh oh! It's okay, I brought a fire blanket and an alcohol block, it's very safe!"

The two of them passed the strange hare in a tacit understanding and continued their trek through the grass.

No one said it clearly, but both of them involuntarily quickened their pace.

"professor."

"Ok?"

"Do you think there are really immortals in this world?"

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"some."

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"How long have we been gone?"

"Let me see for half an hour."

"It's only half an hour~~sneeze!"

The student sneezed, and the teacher stopped and handed him a tissue.

"Teach, Professor." Liu Na said shivering while blowing her nose.

"Why is it so cold?"

"It's like this in the mountains. The temperature difference between day and night is huge." Kong Feihong also felt cold, subconsciously stamped his feet and rubbed his hands, rubbing against the weeds that covered his calves, and then he realized that,

"There are dewdrops."

While Kong Feihong shook off the water stains on his trouser legs, he suddenly felt that his eyes were hazy and he couldn't see clearly.

I took off my glasses, wiped them, put them back on, they were still the same.

Oh, it turns out there is fog on the ground.

The mist is very light, like a vague white smoke lingering among the grass roots. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.

Kong Feihong glanced at his student, helped her take off her backpack, took out a thick coat and put it on. (End of chapter)