"You mean you dreamed of the underworld again, dreamed of the Taishan Mansion?"

Zhou Changsheng asked in the 92 Small Building.

Wu Mian nodded and said, "Yes, just last night. I practiced magic yesterday. After my mind was exhausted, I dreamed again when I recovered from sleeping... Didn't the master say that I would be fine after I sacked the Diamond Star Fist? Why did I still dream?"

Zhou Changsheng lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said, "Show me your bronze mirror."

Wu Mian did not hesitate, took off the bronze mirror hanging around his neck and handed it to Zhou Changsheng.

After carefully examining it, Zhou Changsheng said, "Take out all the things you have on you for me to see, especially those who brought them with you that day."

Wu Mian took out the token of King An and the homonymph in his arms, and took off the token of Xiande, the token of the North Court on his waist, and the round jade pendant that Zhou Changsheng gave him and handed it to Zhou Changsheng.

After taking it, Zhou Changsheng looked at it one by one, shook his head and said, "These things have nothing to do with the Lord of Taishan Mansion. It seems that the problem lies with you."

"Why..."

Zhou Changsheng raised his hand to stop Wu Mian from asking questions. After thinking about it, he said, "The master had sensed the divine power of the Taishan Mansion in your internal skills, so he nullified your internal skills. This should be true. But you still have something to do with the Taishan Mansion...the soul-sourcing technique that the demon gave you."

"I still remember Minghe once said that the soul-evolving technique on your body is related to the Taishan Mansion Lord? I've been a little busy these two days, and I forgot about this for a while, but you dreamed of the Taishan Mansion Lord and the Underworld again, for fear that it has an extraordinary relationship with the soul-evolving technique."

As he stood up and paced back and forth in the room full of Xiaoshushan, Zhou Changsheng said in a deep voice: "You must crack the soul-generating technique on your body! Otherwise you will be in great danger!"

"Then how to break the soul art?"

"The people in Leiyin Temple are best at this."

After Zhou Changsheng finished speaking, Wu Mian returned all the things Wu Mian gave him, and then said:

"I still need to report this to the master, but he has something important now... I'll go find Bald man first to see if he has any solutions. If he doesn't, then I can only find his master Master Guangyuan. You can go back to your house and wait."

Wu Mian nodded and was about to leave, but turned around and said, "By the way, senior brother, after the thunder beast was forced to retreat, the demons of Changshang were also suppressed. Now Changshang should be fine, right?"

Zhou Changsheng shook his head and said, "No one can say this. We just forced the thunder beast away, not to kill it. Besides, the monsters that suppressed were only those who ran out that night. The monsters that did not run out or the monsters that escaped were still there. We still need to delve into it slowly and find out where they hide."

Wu Mian continued to ask: "So do you know the purpose of the monster attack? Is it to release Hun Chaos? Hun Chaos's soul was suppressed by our guardian lineage. Does it have any means to communicate with the outside world?"

Zhou Changsheng frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "The release of Hun Chaos has always been what they pursue. However, the predecessors have long guessed whether Hun Chaos soul can communicate with the outside world, but no one knows whether it can be done. It can only be said that it should be impossible in theory. Under the suppression of the monument, in addition to sealing, there is also humanitarian energy suppression. Even if it is Hun Chaos, it is difficult for the soul to remain awake."

Wu Mian nodded and said, "Suppose Hun Chao's soul can communicate with the outside world, is the attack of the thunder beast related to it this time?"

Zhou Changsheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Mian for a moment, and said, "If it can contact the outside world, it is indeed very likely."

"So what if the Thunder Beast fails to attack, it will foresee it?"

Zhou Changsheng's expression froze and said nothing, so he walked carefully in the room again.

After a while, he said, "I will turn around and ask the master about this."

After saying that, he looked at Wu Mian in surprise and said, "You don't know much, but you think a lot."

"hey-hey……"

Wu Mian scratched his head and smiled.

"Isn't I incompetent? I can only play with it if I don't have the ability."

"It's no longer a care to think so much."

Zhou Changsheng finished speaking with a smile, and went to the side to get a book to Wu Mian: "Didn't you ask me the question of the monster before? This is the book about the monster. You can take it back and read it yourself. You don't have to return it to me for the time being."

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

After watching Wu Mian leave with the book in his hand, Zhou Changsheng returned to his position and sat in a gloomy expression for a moment.

"The Thunder Beast had planned for a long time... I never thought about this. My junior brother gave me a good idea!"

"But this statement seems to be stable... With the master here, the mother Xinfu and the seniors from the academy, it is completely impossible for the thunder beast to capture Changshang, but it still comes."

"We had thought it was for the evil actions of Tianbing Mountain to cause trouble and delay time. But if its failure had been planned long ago..."

"What is the purpose of its intentional failure? Is it trying to cover up something? Did something happen in Changmall that day? Is it related to Bai Yao, who was transformed by the Thousand-Faced Fox?"

"Let the people from Nanyuan first investigate the purpose of the Bai family. The Qian-faced Fox...it seems that Qian'er needs to go there."

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After jogging back to the 123rd, Wu Mian put the book Zhou Changsheng gave him about the monster belonging to him on the table, took out the bronze mirror, and placed it on the table and watched without blinking.

"The fact that the Chaos Spirit may be able to communicate with the outside world has been conveyed to the senior brother. Although he was a little anxious this time, it may make the senior brother a little confused, but there is nothing he can do about it."

"There will be a disaster, and the things that happened will definitely affect me. I will shrink and dare not say it out loud, and in the end it will only harm myself."

"I didn't expect that the little baby could actually intercept the content of the Chaos Spirit communicating with others. What is the principle?"

"Is it because the little baby stole its power?"

After thinking for a while, Wu Mian shook his head, hung the bronze mirror around his neck, then returned to the bed and took out the secret book of the Four Symbols' body protection technique, and turned to the Zhuqueling Light Technique to read it carefully.

His knowledge and his knowledge of practice were not enough to support him in deriving more things. Instead of thinking about it, it was better to practice magic and Haotian Yiqigong.

If you are strong, no problem is not a problem. If you are not strong enough, small problems will become big problems!

"Bing Ding's fire is ignited, and the air is formed into a bird. The vermilion bird soars into the sky, and the red light shines..."

After reciting the spell of the Zhuqueling Light Art several times, I felt that it would not be difficult to speak, Wu Mian began to practice the Zhuqueling Light Art's hand technique again. It took half an hour to practice both, so that they could combine hands and mouth.

However, the combination of hands and mouth is only the basis, and the most important thing is the combination of mind and energy, which is the most difficult to grasp.

When practicing the White Tiger Soldier Supervision Art and the Qinglong Mengzhang Art, Wu Mian often failed because of the combination of the two, and it took several days to constantly explore to succeed.

After taking a moment of rest and relaxing his mind, Wu Mian began to chant spells while pinching his hands.

However, he did not use the Suzaku Ling Guang Art, but the Qinglong Mengzhang Art!

"The most precious thing about the gods is the Qinglong. The place where the green dragon lives cannot be carried over, and it is straited!"

The power of the Azure Dragon in the Four Symbols's body protection technique was stripped away, combined with the great power of a great existence in the lofty place that was thrown into the world, slowly covering Wu Mian.

For a moment, Wu Mian felt full of energy in his body, and the internal organs that were uncomfortable because of the previous Jiefang Dragon Technique also disappeared under the cover of that power.

"Is this what it feels like after blessing Qinglong Meng Zhangjue?"

After he cultivated the Qinglong Mengzhangjue, he only blessed Sun Lihua and Wang Darui. He even had never enjoyed the taste of blessing Qinglong Mengzhangjue. Now that he blessed himself, it was instantly fresh.

"I remember that Qinglong Meng Zhangjue was able to heal his injuries quickly. That time, Wang Darui's wounds were healed quickly. It was ironclad. I don't know what it felt like..."

He put his finger into his mouth and took a bite. Wu Mian suddenly felt a sharp pain in his fingers.

"Fuck! Which part to choose is not good for self-harm, but I just played my fingers. Am I stupid?"

Wu Mian, who was grinning in pain, immediately felt itchy with his fingers again. He hurriedly looked at it and saw that the wound he bitten on his fingers was slowly healing, and he recovered in just a few minutes!

He sensed the power of the Qinglong Meng Zhangjue around him again, and found that it had not passed much. Wu Mian was immediately overjoyed.

"Good spell! Generally, small injuries can be healed by one Qinglong Mengzhangjue. If you use the major injuries a few more times, you can hold your life, just like that Wang Darui."

After being happy, Wu Mian gathered his mind for a while and began to prepare to use the Suzaku Ling Light Technique.

He first used the Qinglong Mengzhangjue to find a feeling from the combination of the Qinglong Mengzhangjue he had already mastered, so that he could better use the Zhuqueling Light Art, and confirm that the effect of the Qinglong Mengzhangjue was only accompanied by it.

"Bing Ding's fire is ignited, and the air is formed into a bird. The vermilion bird soars into the sky, and the red light shines, and it is shattered!"

Before Wu Mian could react, a vermilion bird made of hazy red mist suddenly rose from his object and hit the ceiling.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the ceiling flame suddenly appeared and started to burn quickly.

"Damn!"

Wu Mian, whose face changed drastically, jumped out of bed, ran to the door, picked up a bucket of water placed under the eaves and poured it back into the room and directly onto the ceiling.

At this time, the rooms next to him ran out one by one. When Wu Mian was carrying water to run into his house, he also saw a fire in Wu Mian's house, his face changed drastically, helping to lift water to put out the fire.

"Wu Mian! What are you doing in the room again?"

One of the students asked loudly while extinguishing the fire.

"I...I'm playing with fireworks."

"Play with fireworks? What fireworks do you play with in the middle of the night?!"

"Wu Mian, your head is broken!"

...

Amid the messy scolding, Zhou Changsheng rushed over with an oil-paper umbrella, frowned and looked at Wu Mian for a moment, and said to the people around him: "The fire has been extinguished, please go back."
Chapter completed!