Great Dream Master

Shen Luo hurriedly straightened up from the water, swept around all around, and looked inside the boat for a while, then slowly immersed his body in the water, his complexion a little gloomy.

He seemed to accidentally get into trouble, he released something that shouldn't be released.

Shen Luo frowned, raised his hand and gently stroked the tooth mark on his right shoulder, and found that there was no pain at all, and the skin there was not ulcerated and bleeding, just like the tooth mark. It's a general picture.

But he clearly remembered that before he fell into a coma, his right shoulder was indeed bitten by the skeleton of the ghost head, and he even remembered the ice cold when his teeth touched his skin. .

Shen Luo thought for a moment, then picked up some river water, sprinkled it on the tooth print, and rubbed it with some effort. The result was only rubbing the surrounding skin to become a little red, and there was nothing else. Other changes.

The dark red color on the tooth print seems to be caused by blood stasis, and I don't know if it can be eliminated after a while.

Shen Luo thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of a clue, so she had to give up temporarily.

He waited until the hot feeling on his body gradually faded away. He grabbed the edge of the stern with both hands, and his arms slammed into force, trying to use his strength to climb the boat again.

Whoever thinks, as soon as he tried hard on this side, the entire stern seemed to be hit by a boulder, and it sank suddenly and was directly buried under the water, while the bow was connected to half of the ship. The body is tall and tilted, pointing to the sky.

In the cabin, there was a jingle, and all kinds of things inside slipped backward.

Fortunately, Shen Luo has quick eyes and quick hands. He hurriedly lifted the stern that he had pressed down, and then the bow of the bow fell into the water again, causing the surface of the water to splash and fluctuate.

"What's going on?"

Shen Luo gently supported the swaying hull, his eyes looked towards his hands, his eyes were full of dismay A look of confidence.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around, facing the turbulent river on the other side, raised a palm, slightly moved his strength, moved towards the water surface and slammed it out.

Just listen to a dull sound on the surface of the river, and the river immediately seemed to hit a huge boulder of hundreds of kilograms, and the water was surging, and the waves swelled, pushing a piece upstream against the current. about one zhang

The water wave leaped a few feet away before weakening his strength and falling into the river again. There was still a deep vortex where he hit, which disappeared gradually after a few breaths.

"My strength...how did it become so great?" Shen Luo stared at his palm, still feeling incredible.

He bypassed the hull and climbed onto the rocky beach. He saw that the cable used to fix the hull in the bow of the ship had been broken by the moment the bow was pressed just now, in order to prevent The boat was washed away, and he quickly retied it.

Shen Luo turned around and looked left and right on the rocky beach for a while. He saw a stone the size of a human head on the ground with a fairly flat surface, so he squatted down beside it.

I saw him extend the hand, gestured on the stone, suddenly shouted lightly in his mouth, and then patted it with a palm.

A crisp sound of "Pa"!

Shen Luo frowned, with a pain in his palm, and immediately took it back.

He lowered his head and glanced at the stone, the floating dust on it was patted off, leaving a clear slap mark, but the stone itself remained unchanged.

Shen Luo rubbed his palms and stood up slowly, with an awkward smile on his face.

"Crack"

But when he was about to turn around and return to the boat, a slight noise suddenly came from his feet.

He browses slightly wrinkle, leaned down and touched the stone with his hand. On the seemingly intact stone, one after another cobweb-like crack appeared, and it broke into pieces. Scum.

Shen Luo's eyes suddenly brightened, he twisted the gravel on the ground, rubbed it gently, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

When he entered the Spring and Autumn Monastery at the beginning of the year, Tian Tiesheng once showed his hand "Azure Yang Hang" in front of him. The scene of his palm slapped on the stone table has kept his memory deep. Strength is definitely not under that.

"What the hell is going on? What happened when I passed out in a coma?" Shen Luo became more confused.

"Could it be that..."

Shen Luo's mind suddenly came up with a guess he couldn't even think of before.

In order to verify this speculation, he quickly sat cross-legged, embracing Yuan with his hands in front of him, and silently chanting the Lesser Yang Transformation Art formula in his heart. The Yang Power in his body was also mobilized and voluntary revolving. stand up.

At the moment of his movement, the red light between his hands skyrocketed, and solid red filaments of three inches long emerged from them, densely packed, like a dragon shuttled through each other. , Forming a huge sphere.

The red ball exudes warmth and even some scorching breath. After just a few breaths, Shen Luo's whole body is evaporated and the clothes are dried by heat.

After a few dozen breaths, Shen Luo suddenly took a deep breath, and the red silk in his embrace rushed back, directly submerged in his mouth and nose, making his entire face flushed.

When the red light disappeared on the surface, Shen Luo lowered his arms and slowly opened his eyes.

There was an unquenchable smile at the corner of his mouth, and his figure was suddenly vertical, and he jumped to a height of one foot. When he landed, he stepped on a pebble and made a dull sound of "peng". ring.

"Full of strength, light muscles and bones, yang qi condenses like a red sun, and astral qi is introverted and the face is red, which is the shape of Perfection." Shen Luo clenched his hands and muttered in his mouth. The content in "Lesser Yang Transformation Art".

All the changes in his body at this moment all prove one thing, his Lesser Yang Transformation Art has turned out to be Perfection!

"It's perfection, it's perfection...haha, it's perfection!" He couldn't help but jumped up again and shouted.

However, as soon as he moved, he felt that meridian all over his body began to feel aching again.

This pain made him suppress his excitement, and he began to lower his head to think about why he would be overnight, and suddenly he improved from the state of Lesser Yang Transformation Art just entered to Perfection.

"Is it because of that ghost head illusory shadow?" Shen Luo subconsciously glanced at the tooth marks on his shoulder.

It was after he was bitten by the ghost head that he fainted. After waking up, he became the way he is now. This is the most likely reason he can think of.

It's just why this is so, but there is no nodded thread.

However, anyway, this Lesser Yang Transformation Art Perfection is a great thing.

According to Daoist Feng Yang's inference, this means that he has a few more years to live.

As long as he can obtain the qualifications of the cultivation "Pure Yang Sword Art" or learn something from "Nameless Heavenly Book" during this period, he is likely to continue his lifespan again, and even truly embark on the cultivation. There is hope on the road too!