Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 79
These two methods are interesting to say the least.

Born out of the dream-dispelling technique of the Shangqing School, it emphasizes the naturalness without dreams.

It said: "People have six dreams, which are handed over by gods. Those who don't know the origin of sensory changes will be confused when things happen... The news of fullness and emptiness in one body is all connected to the heaven and earth, and corresponds to things."

It probably means that there is a reason for dreaming, and once you dream, it will exhaust your mind and body.

So dreamless sleep is the best.

The art of warding off dreams was born precisely because of this.

After practicing, take a nap for an hour, and you will be radiant and lively.

It can be described as the king of Juan Dao.

However, if you talk about rolling the Tao, this is too mysterious to enter the dream.

This is impressively similar to a lucid dream, but after falling asleep, you can enter the dreamland and practice in the dream.

The disadvantage of this method is that you have to rest for three to five days every month, otherwise you may damage the source.

"Interesting, these two techniques complement each other, don't they?"

Mo Chuan smiled slightly, and immediately closed his eyes, using Taixuan's dreaming method, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

Opening his eyes in a dream, the familiar living room came into view.

He touched left curiously, looked right, and his mind moved, the surrounding scenery quickly receded, and he appeared on the top of the mountain.

Facing the mountain wind, he touched the white clouds and looked into the distance. Although he sketched the majestic and magnificent scenery, he could only enjoy it alone, but it still shocked him.

He deliberately tried to simulate a character, but found that he could only simulate an empty shell, but that person was as dull as a puppet, unable to accompany him for training.

"Is it the boundary of the dream technique?"

"It's no wonder that Taoist Tian Yao filled Ran Yi's fish into the fantasy sea, compared the two, and decided the verdict."

"However, these two nightmare methods are enough for me to distinguish nightmares."

Mo Chuan thought secretly.

He practiced the Nightmare Method, not to become the scroll king, but just to distinguish nightmares.

The feeling that Ran Yizhiyu gave him was too shocking.

This is the first fatal crisis that has occurred after he got the Dao Furnace for Sacrifice and walked the world of incense.

This is also the root cause of his eagerness to find the nightmare method.

Now with these two methods, especially the dream-dispelling technique, he can escape from the dream at any time, which finally made up for the shortcoming he was most worried about.

Mo Chuan Yunyou's dreamland was in full swing, and an incense stick wafted in.

This shocked him, and he quickly left the dream, looking at the incense as a mirror... He was stunned.

In the curling green smoke, a mountain of steamed buns is located among the mountains. On the mountain, there are bamboos and trees, and birds are singing.

And then... it's gone.

Who are the devotees?Where did the incense come from?
There is no trace!
Mo Chuan blinked, thinking, it's quite deep!
He stretched out his hand to swipe the green smoke, and the scenery in the incense mirror changed constantly, the crown of the tree, the forest, the stream, the clouds...

He searched every corner carefully, but found nothing.

"It's so strange, isn't it an incense stick that spans time and space? Just like that in the fairy town, by chance, the incense stick was sealed up, and the person who gave it died?"

"Or, is this the incense offered by the evil spirit? But since it is the evil spirit, why can't I feel where it is?"

Mo Chuan glanced at the birds and beasts that appeared in the incense mirror, and disappeared into the living room in a flash.

When it reappeared, it had already appeared in that mountain range.

When looking down with the incense as a mirror, the mountains are small;
Being in it, I suddenly feel the ups and downs of the green hills, and I don't know the boundary.

Mo Chuan didn't care to enjoy the scenery, he chased after a frightened hare like a frightened bird, and the jumping cat fell apart immediately.

"It's not a demon!"

Mo Chuan shook his head, and recovered the rabbit again, but he didn't let it go. He stuffed it into the sacrificial stove, planning to skin it and kill it as game.

Afterwards, he walked around a few times, not to mention evil spirits, and there was no smell at all.

This steamed bun mountain is very clean!

"To hell with it?"

Mo Chuan was a little confused.

"Watching chess, Ke Lan, cutting wood, walking slowly at the mouth of the valley. Selling salaries and selling wine, laughing wildly from love..."

At this moment, a burst of folk songs came faintly.

Mo Chuan quickly listened with his ears, and after identifying the direction, he searched for it.

After leaving Mantou Mountain, after going around seven times and eight times, I finally found the trail.

Walking along the trail for dozens of steps, at the corner of the "Zig" mountain road, I saw a woodcutter carrying a pile of firewood on his back.

"Stop, old man!" Seeing this, Mo Chuan hurriedly greeted him.

"The priest called me?" The woodcutter stopped and turned around when he heard the sound, and asked curiously.

"Exactly."

Mo Chuan hurriedly approached, sized him up calmly, and cupped his hands and said, "I lost my way in the mountain of Pindao, how dare I ask the old man how to get to the incense road?"

The woodcutter looked confused: "I have been collecting firewood in the mountains since I was a child, but I have never heard of a road like fire? The Taoist chief wants to find a way out of the mountain?"

"Exactly."

"That's just a good time to play with me. I'm going to go back to the village now. After entering the village, with the country road, it's easy to get out of the mountain."

"That's a good relationship! Old Lao Lao is leading the way."

"The Taoist priest is polite, alas, by the way, where did the Taoist priest come from?"

"Wandering Taoist priests, no view, no door, heaven and earth are their homes, so go wherever you go."

"Ah, that's really cool. Hey, how did the firewood become lighter?"

"Pindao will help you, save some energy and go on your way."

"Yo, thank you, Daoist."

The mountain road is difficult, but the woodcutter seldom returns to the village when the sun is high.

Looking up, the village is not big, with houses scattered around and built against the hills. Some families are crowded together, and some are single-family.

——But it is difficult to find flat land in the mountains, so we can only see stitches.

The surrounding land is slightly flatter, and all of them are planted with crops.

When the woodcutter hurried back, many villagers in the fields raised their heads and greeted him.

"It's getting late, Taoist priest, don't rush to leave. It's still [-] miles to go out of the mountain. It will be dark when you go out. Why don't you go to my house to have a meal and sleep, and then start tomorrow morning."

Before entering the village, the woodcutter invited him.

Mo Chuan didn't intend to go out of the village. He pretended to take out a rabbit from his back and said, "Then don't bother me. It just so happens that Pindao killed a rabbit and cooked it together for dinner."

The woodcutter laughed: "Okay!"

"Come on, come on, come on, the donkey is going mad and biting someone!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of running and shouting.

Looking carefully, I saw a woman running anxiously in the village.

The woodcutter's face immediately changed when he heard the words, he threw away the firewood and rushed over.

When the villagers working in the fields heard the sound, they dropped their tools and rushed over.

A self-deprecating look flashed across Mo Chuan's face.

Lord Dao, could it be possible that I am the lone star of Tiansha and Conan on earth?
Where do you go and suffer?
Of course, this is the reverse of cause and effect.

Rather than saying that he is the lone star of Tiansha, it is better to say that he is the nemesis of Tiansha.

Mo Chuan didn't have time to sigh, and hurriedly chased after him.

As soon as he entered the village, he heard a burst of yelling, accompanied by screams of pain.

I saw more than ten men desperately holding down a young man.

The boy went crazy, twisting his body desperately, a dozen adults couldn't hold him down.

Some people were bitten by him without paying attention, and immediately screamed in pain.

Seeing this, the old woodcutter rushed in and participated in the suppression.

Following the old woodcutter and a group of villagers coming, they took turns and finally pinned down the boy.

"It's broken, this is an evil, hurry up, get the golden juice!"

An old woman came with a cane, and she yelled from afar.

When everyone heard the news, someone immediately went to fetch the golden juice.

"Wait! Let the poor come!"

Mo Chuan hurriedly called to stop.

Gold juice, dung water also.

This poured down on his head and face, didn't he pour it on him, and made him feel sick?
Do you want to eat this rabbit meat tonight?

"This……"

There are many dry toilets in the mountain village, and a villager just scooped up a ladle of dung water, and when he heard Mo Chuan's shout, he looked at the old woman in surprise.

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