Big Dream Master

Although 　　　　 was not too close, Shen Luo could still see the faces of the old and the young at a glance.

　　 The young man was dressed in the costume of a disciple of Chunqiu Guan. He had long black hair but didn't put it in a bun like the others. Instead, he tied it high and put it at random with a wooden hairpin.

　　 His body is thin, but his appearance is very beautiful. He is one of the three inner disciples of Gu Hualing.

　　 Standing opposite to Gu Hualing was a tall, dark-faced old man.

　　 There is a circle of gray short beards around his lips, which are very neatly trimmed. He is wearing a flat and unmarked Tai Chi Taoist robe. On his head he wears a lotus crown that is exactly the same as Feng Yang. He looks meticulous and majestic.

　　 This person also knows when he has fallen. It is the master of Gu Hualing, Wang Qingsong.

I saw it several times in front of the Sanqing Temple on the previous class day. The lectures were very detailed and clearer and easier to understand than Master Luo and Zhenren Fengyang. They were too rigid and serious, and the disciples were a little afraid. he.

　　 "Aren't they spreading gong..." Shen Luo was startled, and muttered in his heart.

　　If Uncle Wang is really teaching ancient spirit spells here, his current behavior may be a bit suspected of stealing the teacher.

　　 However, Uncle Wang just glanced at him, and seemed to recognize him as a registered disciple with a special identity, so he coldly snorted and walked away sternly.

　　 Gu Hualing smiled and waved at him from a distance, which was regarded as a greeting.

　　 Shen looked embarrassed, so he waved his hand away, feeling a little more fond of this elder brother who had rarely seen each other in his heart.

　　 After Gu Hualing greeted him, he turned and chased Uncle Wang, and soon walked alongside him.

　　 When the two of them had walked a little farther, Shen Luo looked away and looked further away, wanting to find another place.

　　 At this moment, his ears suddenly moved up and down, the expression on his face could not help but changed, and his eyes once again moved to the pair of masters and disciples who were gradually walking away.

　　 "He appeared here, has he heard what we are talking about? Should you just send him a ride, there are few people here, it is suitable for burying people." Gu Hualing said while pacing.

　　 Shen Luo's heart suddenly jumped, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.

　　Even if you overheard some secrets of power transmission, you will not kill people and kill people, but will they bring corpses and ruins?

"How can he be an outer disciple with impenetrable magic power, can hear our conversation at such a distance? You don't need to be too aggressive. It's just that you have to find a more secret place next time." Uncle Wang shook his head and said. .

"Don't leave any loopholes. No one will care about a guy who is not even an outer disciple. I know a lot of places where people can be buried in the back mountain." When speaking, Gu Hualing's face The smile is still gentle, but the content of the words is extremely cold.

"Don't be extravagant. Although he is only a named disciple of Luo Daoren, he is special in the view precisely because of this. Moreover, Bai Xiaotian has always been friendly with him, if he is so unclearly missing in the view, it will cause unexpected Trouble." Uncle Wang stopped and said solemnly.

　　 "Well, I know the importance." Gu Hualing had to give up seeing this, and said with regret.

　　 At this moment, he suddenly turned around and looked at Shen Luo again. Seeing Shen Luo still looking at him, he smiled and nodded.

　　 Shen Luo's heart tightened, but the expression on his face was as usual, and he threw a fist at the distance, as if he had sent his teacher away.

　　 After the two of them were completely far away and disappeared from sight, the expression of the sinking expression slowly relaxed, but there was a chill on his back.

　　 I just came out to find a way, and almost encountered a disaster, which is really dangerous!

If you change to your previous self, you don’t have universality and the power of the five senses, I’m afraid you still feel that the ancient spiritual face is kind and kind, and you don’t know if you are sold. Must-have!

　　 There must be some big secrets between these two people, otherwise they will bury them at every turn, or find a chance to secretly inform Luo Daoren? In any case, you must try to avoid this pair of masters and disciples in the future, and hide as far as you can.

　　 Shen Luo's face was cloudy and sunny for a while, before he recovered his thoughts, and continued to raise his eyes to look for a suitable place for practice.

　　 From this look, he really found him a secluded valley, small but very secret, sandwiched between two raised ridges with a winding creek inside.

　　Standing at a high place, you can only see the upper stream of the stream, and the middle and lower reaches are all in the blind spot of perspective. If you can find a backwater turn inside, it will be even harder to be spotted.

　　 Shen Luo hurriedly descended from the cliff here and ran towards the other side.

　　 He went into the valley and looked up the stream along the stream. After walking about three or four miles, his eyes suddenly lit up.

In front of 　　 is a shallow pool hit by a stream, covered by huge boulders about a foot high on each side, like two natural barriers, covering all the pool water inside.

　　 If it weren't for peeping down from directly above, it would be impossible to see what it was inside.

　　 "It's really a good place!" Shen Luo couldn't help but exclaimed.

　　 He did not rush into the water, but sat cross-legged on the bank with his eyes closed, pinching the tactics with his hands, and the cool air in his dantian was transferred and started to circulate in the meridians of his body.

After a while, he opened his eyes, raised his index finger and tail finger with one hand, and buckled all the other fingers inward. With a thought, he began to use the spirits scattered in the water like a talisman control ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ only Seeing his pinching hand, he pointed towards the water surface in the pool suddenly, and a wave of microwaves suddenly rippled on the surface of the water that was still quite calm.

　　 This kind of ripple is obviously different from the silk ripples caused by wind blowing on the water surface. It presents a ring-shaped centripetal ripple, which is like a wave that is stirred up by a stone falling on the water surface.

　　 It’s just that the ring-shaped ripples are distributed very regularly. After rippling about four feet from the center to the surroundings, they disappeared into shape.

　　 Shen Luo saw this, and then flipped his wrist, and the pinching hand suddenly lifted up.

　　 At the center of the ripples, the waves suddenly surged, and a head-sized water polo "poofed" suddenly, and suddenly jumped out of the water, only to rise to a height of a few feet before falling down, and falling back into the pool again.

　　 "Boom" with a soft sound.

　　 The water ball hit the surface of the water, and the chaotic ripples that stirred up quickly dissipated the original ripples.

　　 Shen Luo suddenly stood up, a smile of joy evoked at the corner of his mouth.

　　 Previously, he was able to simply control a little water with his water law instinct. Last time he taught Brother Niu a lesson in a similar way, but it was the first time to control so much water like the next time.

　　 After that, he no longer closed his eyes to sit still, but directly pinched the magic trick with one hand, still keeping the original gesture, but the mana running in the body suddenly doubled in an instant.

　　 "Get up."

　　 Accompanied by a low drink in his mouth, the palm of the pinch also lifted upward.

　　 "Wow..."

　　 The waves on the calm water surface suddenly surge, like boiling water in a kettle.

　　 A large group of wheel-sized streams jumped out from the center of the waves and turned into a huge water ball suspended in mid-air, not falling for a long time.