"Five Zang Temple?"
The small temple is called Wu Zang Temple. It is made of white bones. It looks like a white bone giant on the outside, but without a head. Inside the temple, there are one Buddhist niches in each of the five directions of southeast, northwest, and northwest. There are five Buddhist niches in each of the five niches. Focus on the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.
All the internal organs were dripping with blood, as if they had just been dug out of a living person's body.
"The temple is like a human being without a head, and the five internal organs are arranged in five directions to form the five elements. It is indeed a temple of five internal organs." Ye Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.
In some places with ignorant folk customs, people often use the five internal organs of the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys to refer to the five temple gods. They build five internal organs temples and believe that worshiping the five internal organs can bring good weather and no disasters and diseases. The freshest five internal organs are The best sacrifice.
Therefore, in some places, there are often ignorant and backward people who practice human sacrifice during sacrifices. They will disembowel the intestines of the sacrifice in the temple of the five internal organs, dig out the five internal organs and offer them to the five directions, take the flesh and blood and spread them on the ground. Temples were built with bones to honor the five gods.
"So, these paper figures are intended to be used to worship the five temple gods?!"
Ye Qing roughly guessed the purpose of these paper figures: "It's interesting that the paper figures use human sacrifices."
"But, I seem to be here to practice, right?!"
Sure enough, his guess was right. The two paper figures put down the sedan chair and pulled him into the temple, while all the paper figures outside the temple knelt down.
In the temple, a paper knife appears in the hands of two paper figures, cutting off the paper ropes on his body, preparing to cut out his heart.
When the paper rope was disconnected, Ye Qing suddenly felt that he could move. Gang Qi swept across his body, and the two paper figures were directly shattered into pieces and turned into ashes.
"Buzz..."
The Temple of the Five Internal Organs shook. Red blood seeped out from the five internal organs sacrificed to the five directions. A grand and majestic voice sounded in the temple:
"Bold, a mere mortal dares to blaspheme the gods."
As the majestic voice sounded, the paper figures outside the temple rushed toward him like bees.
Ye Qing punched out, and with the burning wind, dozens of paper figures turned to ashes silently.
But the paper man was endless and rushed forward again. The red sleeves slipped from the sleeves and appeared in his hands. He swept across with a knife. The light of the knife swayed in a breeze and sneaked into the night with the wind, making it misty and gentle.
"spring breeze"
A large number of paper figures turned into powder like dust blown by the spring breeze.
Gentle Township is also the Tomb of Heroes.
After the "Spring Breeze" move, the red sleeves turned upside down and fell from the sky. When they fell, the sword light was divided into countless parts. The sword light was extremely thin and dense, like wisps of drizzle falling from the sky.
"drizzle"
Before the "drizzle" fell, Ye Qing had already punched out with his left hand.
"Steamed Daze style"
The drizzle was misty and extremely lingering. A large number of paper figures were torn into pieces by the light of the sword. The torn paper was scattered everywhere, and they were carried forward by the fist force that followed.
After rushing into more paper people, the paper exploded with a bang, the wind was raging, the wind helped the fire, and the fire of nothingness roared like a tornado, swallowing up a large number of paper people.
But after a few breaths, when the power of the Fire of Nothingness weakened slightly, a large number of paper figures rushed up again and surrounded Ye Qing.
"Jiejiang..."
"Breaking the formation..."
"Liu Yun Fei Shou..."
"Phantom Body Technique..."
"Tai Chi Nine Forces..."
"Karma Red Lotus Sword"
Ye Qing is like a ghost among the paper figures, his figure is constantly changing, and he uses Qinggong, boxing, and sword skills one by one.
The strength of the paper man is not strong, only in the late stage of Tuomai, but the advantage lies in the huge number. Even though Ye Qing is in the God-washing realm, and his Gang Qi is extremely powerful, he cannot use it in the dream.
Using the dragon and snake runes to restore the energy could not withstand the consumption of the paper man, and the energy was slowly exhausted.
After the Gang Qi was exhausted, he could only rely on his physical body and moves to fight the paper man.
Unable to use his true energy, the power of his moves was greatly reduced. At the beginning, he still used those complicated and powerful moves, but the effect was not satisfactory, it was a waste of energy, and it was not as effective as those simple moves.
Slowly, Ye Qing's moves became more and more concise. His fists were like spears, his elbows were like hammers, his arms were like whips, and his legs were like axes. His sword skills were simple basic moves such as chopping, slashing, teasing, and sweeping. They all became weapons, and before they finally ran out of energy, they killed all the paper figures.
Then, just when Ye Qing was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the temple suddenly began to shake, and an illusory figure flew out of each of the five internal organs: heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.
"Bold mortal, dare to blaspheme the gods..."
"Five temple gods?"
Ye Qing raised his head and looked at the five figures in the sky. One of the five figures, one holding the Five Fire Shield, one holding the Peach Talisman Sword, one holding the Qilin Shield, one holding the White Tiger Mace, and one holding the Water Dividing Yue. They were the legendary Five Temple Gods. .
The five temple gods are the God of the Heart, the God of the Liver, the God of the Spleen, the God of the Lungs, and the God of the Kidneys. The heart belongs to fire, the liver belongs to wood, the spleen belongs to earth, the lungs belong to metal, and the kidneys belong to water, so they hold the five divine weapons of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth respectively.
The next moment, five Suzakus flew out of the five fire shields, and the fire was overwhelming; the Peach Talisman Sword turned into a green dragon, and the vegetation in the mountain grew wildly; the Qilin Shield turned into a Qilin, and the ground cracked; the White Tiger Mace turned into a white tiger, killing fiercely; dividing the water The yue became a basalt and the torrent surged.
"I'm going to Grandma Li's."
Ye Qing looked at the doomsday-like scene and felt the power between heaven and earth. He could only curse helplessly and furiously, and then he was annihilated by the water and fire in the sky.
Then, Ye Qing opened his eyes and saw Nanke floating in the air, and the bronze door was slowly closing.
"Dear master, you're awake." After the bronze door closed, Bai Jun said with a smile.
"How long has it been?" Ye Qing asked.
"Half an hour!" Heijun replied.
"Half a quarter of an hour?" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows. Half a quarter of an hour had passed in real time, but more than two or three hours had passed in his dream. It was indeed a dream.
"Dear master, what's the gain?" Bai Jun asked.
"Yes!" Ye Qing said truthfully.
As the saying goes, actual combat is the best master. Although he only stayed in the dream for a short two or three hours, he gained a lot.
To be honest, this trip to the dreamland has made his understanding and mastery of boxing, swordsmanship, Qinggong and body skills to a higher level, and his fighting experience has been greatly improved.
"It's just that the time is a little shorter." Ye Qing looked at Bai Jun: "Are all dreams this difficult?"
If the dream was as difficult as today, he could persist for two or three hours. Others could only persist for half to more than an hour. Although there was an improvement, it was very limited.
If someone were any weaker, it would be even more difficult.
"Dear master, dreams are based on a person's strength and the skills he wants to practice. In short, the stronger a person is, the more powerful the skills he wants to practice, and the more powerful the skills he wants to practice. The more, the more difficult it is to form a dream.”
"If the strength is weaker, the fewer skills you want to practice, and the weaker the skills, the simpler the dream will be." Bai Jun explained.
Ye Qing suddenly understood, no wonder his dream was so difficult. When he was constructing the dream, he was thinking about all his techniques, and the grades of the techniques he possessed were all extraordinary, so that was why he was like this.
It seems that when constructing a dreamland in the future,
, it is best to think of one or two skills, so that the dream state formed should be relatively moderate, which can not only practice the skills, but also not end the dream so quickly, and maximize the purpose of improving strength.
"Why didn't you say this before?" Ye Qing's tone was a little cold.
"Master, you didn't ask me?" Bai Jun said aggrievedly.
"Then can I still enter Nanke today?" Ye Qing asked.
Bai Jun shook the snake's head: "No, the master needs to wait for a day."
"Okay, can I ask in advance what your requirements are next time?" Ye Qing asked again.
Bai Jun said: "No, I have to wait until the next time I use it to ask."
"Okay, as expected, asking is in vain!" Ye Qing said.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Bah, you scumbag." Hei Jun said disdainfully.
Ye Qing: "..." Didn't I just say "asking in vain", why did I rise to the level of a scumbag?
And what's with your aggrieved tone? Does it make me look like a scumbag who abandons his family and his daughter all the time?
"Okay, a scumbag will be a scumbag! However, he is indeed quite a scumbag." Ye Qing was stunned for a long time, and finally shrugged and put Nan Ke away.
A scumbag feels good for a moment, and a scumbag always feels good!
After putting away the Nanke, Ye Qing lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Although practicing in the dream will not affect reality, the dream is too real. The tension and fatigue caused by the fighting are all real. He needs to have a good sleep and relax.
…
In the middle of the night, it started raining heavily outside the house again. The rain was pouring down, and the rain curtain merged into one piece, intertwined with the dark night, like a huge prison.
The night wind howled, and amid the sound of wind and rain, a shadow squirmed strangely.
It was an inn. I could see the inn crawling in the darkness, like a living thing. The walls were crawling. Two huge eyes appeared on both sides of the inn door. The door opened and closed, spewing out a stream of hot air, like a picture. Mouth, yawning.
The inn swayed and slowly rose upwards. Four turtle-foot-like things appeared at the four corners of the bottom of the inn.
The tortoise's legs flexed and straightened, and the inn lowered and raised, as if it was moving its legs and stretching its muscles. There was a touch of human comfort in its two huge eyes.
"call"
The next moment, the door of the inn opened, and the walls on the left and right sides sank. A mountain wind carried the night rain and poured into the inn. The inn expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, the four legs swayed, and the inn ran like a galloping horse in the heavy rain, trekking through mountains and rivers, as if walking on flat ground, and covered several miles in the blink of an eye.
But the strange thing is that while running in the inn, there was silence.
"call……"
In the room, Ye Qing was lying on the bed, eyes closed tightly, sometimes frowning, sometimes breathing rapidly, as if he was sleeping very uneasily.
In his dream, Ye Qing dreamed that he was lying on the bed sleeping. When he was sleeping, he dreamed that he was sleeping, but it was not that he was twice as happy. Instead, every time he closed his eyes, a pair of huge stars would appear on the roof facing him. eyes, staring at him.
But when he opens his eyes, those eyes will disappear. When he closes his eyes, those eyes will appear again, and so on.
It was as if those eyes were playing hide and seek with him.
Weird and grotesque.
