The villain's daily corpse collection

At the same time, the Tianhe Sect is also working intensively to integrate its team.

It was past noon, but the sun was still high in the sky.

For no reason, Huo Feng recalled the dream again, and his thoughts became confused and muddled.

The first dream is to review a certain stage of the god's life, and make a choice again without being disturbed by the ending. In it, only the scenes and events overlap and replay, and the sense of reality is not deep.

In the second dream, whether it was the thick blood, the slightly bitter smell of ginkgo, the desperate situation, the intense pain, and - that familiar back, he used his five senses to see through everything, and it felt completely real. It was just that he couldn't tell whether he had experienced it himself or not in terms of the picture and content.

Should dreams be so real? He didn't know.

But he was sure that the girl was Mo Wei. They were identical except for their hair color, age and temperament. He looked very carefully at the time, and even the two tiny moles behind her ears and at the end of her eyes matched. Even if they were twins, their moles would not be so identical.

She had found him in Tianzhou before and helped him. Maybe it was related to his dream. He had to ask her clearly. A man who wanted to die could not dispel all the doubts in his heart at this time. He suddenly did not want to die immediately.

Almost all the monks in the cabin had left, and Huo Feng couldn't find any other clues, so he left the ship. The monks who got off the dream boat all went up the mountain to return home after the elders called the roll.

"Lord God," Chun He called him from the distant steps, "I have just completed the Lord God's order. Five people including Mo Wei lost their tracks during this crossing of the sea boundary, but the remaining 396 disciples all arrived safely. Seven of them had bruises due to the bumps and collisions of the dream boat, but the others were not injured."

Huo Feng stepped forward and asked: "Then why are the four of them missing?"

"It will all be recorded in the dream record, which is in the hands of the Grand Elder."

"Grand Elder?" Huo Feng didn't quite remember hearing this title before.

"The Grand Elder was once the Sword Servant of the Sect Master. You should have called him your uncle, and now he has reached the position of the Great Uncle. After the Sect Master passed away, he was unwilling to take over the position, so we nominated him to be the Grand Elder. He was also the one who helped us remove the dream barrier just now. But..."

Chun He looked around and said, "He hardly ever comes down the mountain. He goes back down after casting a spell. When the Lord of God comes up the mountain, I will take you to pay him a formal visit."

"Who is the current headmaster?"

"No one is in charge," Chun He said bluntly, "We welcome the return of the Divine Lord this time because we hope that the Divine Lord will take over the position of the headmaster of the Tianhe Sect."

"I can't take on this heavy responsibility." Huo Feng refused on the spot and took two steps back.

Chun He smiled and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. You have just returned, and the sect has already experienced a thousand years of vicissitudes. You can revisit the old place first before making other plans."

"Then...is there any news about Mo Wei?" He did not give up and wanted to ask again.

"Unfortunately, there is nothing. However, no news now is the best news. Tonight, the dream record will show all the details of the failed sea crossing, and then everything will be clear."

Chun He spoke in a low voice. She had a good impression of Mo Wei and didn't want anything to happen to her. But Mo Wei always made unexpected choices, so Chun He herself didn't dare to determine what her ending would be.

Huo Feng's expression also darkened.

"Lord God, why don't we go up the mountain first? The result will be known before midnight tomorrow. No matter what it is, we have to face reality."

"Grand Elder, thank you for taking care of me along the way, but I want to wait here for a while." Huo Feng rejected Chun He's kindness. "She doesn't know the way up from the back mountain. She might be trapped in the maze in the forest. I will wait for her here and go up the mountain with her."

"Is the Lord God feeling unwell? You have just recovered, and you have experienced all these storms..." Chun He thought, our formation is only to prevent monsters and mortals from entering the mountain gate by mistake, how can it prevent the God?

"I feel good. I have plenty of spiritual energy and I'm full of energy." Huo Feng turned around twice on the spot to prove that he was safe and sound.

Chun He didn't know when the two of them became familiar with each other. They had previously had a bad argument because Chun He was unwilling to become his disciple.

But she didn't ask, she just smiled, wrote a talisman and handed it to him: "Okay, once there is news tonight, I will inform the God through this talisman. If...if she doesn't come back, the God must go up the mountain to return home, okay?"

Huo Feng was not in a hurry to express his opinion. He put away the talisman, bowed politely to Chun He, turned around and left resolutely.

Chun He looked at his back, feeling unspeakable for a moment. She didn't know if this was right. The other elders always commented that she seemed strict on the surface, but she was the softest at heart. Her intuition told her that this time when she came back, something earth-shaking would happen.

Huo Feng chose a location with an excellent view - a huge reef on the coast. He flew up, stood on the boulder and looked at the endless dark sea, his face showing worry.

He sat there meditating and waiting, wanting to review the events of the past few days, but for no reason he began to think about the dream.

I wonder if this dream barrier will leave any hidden diseases. Occasionally, he would sense the second dream in his mind and review the senses of his five senses in that dream, especially his sense of smell and touch. As far as he could remember, he had never been injured so badly, so the deep pain made him unforgettable.

Following the path of the dream, he recalled that in Tianzhou, facing the threat from Yangyue An, she tried her best to stand in front of him.

He thought of that bright figure, feeling mixed emotions. Perhaps that dream was the clue that connected the two of them, reminding him that he and Mo Wei had a past.

If this is true——

He didn't know which side of the line between life and death he would stand on, nor did he know how to face this life he had never planned to experience if he chose the latter.

And that strange power. Huo Feng pondered over it, not knowing when it appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness. What kind of power was this?

He entered the sea of ​​consciousness, flew up, and hovered next to the cloud of red lightning. Huo Feng stretched out his hand and tried to touch it, but was violently bounced far away by the force. He did not give up, and tried to get closer countless times, and the force pushed him away countless times.

Huo Feng: “…”

"What on earth are you?" Huo Feng asked speechlessly, "You ran into my sea of ​​consciousness without permission, but you are resisting me? If you still want to stay here, at least tell me what you are, right?"

Still the cloud of smoke made no answer.

"Okay, I'm going to die anyway. If you chose me so that you can perish with me, then I accept it. I won't be alone as you accompany me on the road to the underworld."

Huo Feng has no choice but to throw away the jar. As the saying goes, a barefoot man is not afraid of a man wearing shoes. This is the only thing he has. Since that power has chosen to reside in his soul, it is obvious that the power needs him more.

The ball of smoke probably didn't expect that one day it would be threatened. It shook three times on the spot, as if it was angry and hated itself for not having a mouth.

It slowly floated down, swaying left and right in front of Huo Feng, as if observing him.

Suddenly, the smoke turned into tiny red raindrops, dripping onto Huo Feng's body. Before Huo Feng could dodge, the water drops crawled into his eyes like tears flowing back.

Huo Feng suddenly closed his eyes and tried to wipe the water droplets off his face. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had left his sea of ​​consciousness.

He was caught in the smoke and somehow came to a secluded room.

This place looked familiar. Huo Feng tried to recall it. When he turned a corner, he suddenly realized that this was the restricted area on the top floor of the Sutra Library in the Heaven Realm! Huo Feng had never been here before. He only understood it when he saw the downstairs. But why did the smoke come here? What was inside the restricted area of ​​the Sutra Library?

Since he woke up, there have been more and more mysteries. He had no clue, squatted down and began to think about the source of the problem. The hem of his clothes accidentally dragged on the ground, and he suddenly found that his clothes had been changed, and replaced with a set of strange shapes...

"So he hid you here. You must die today!"

There was a furious voice coming from behind him. Before Huo Feng could look back, he found that his body was pierced by a long sword. Blood quickly flowed from the wound. He felt a fishy and sweet taste in his throat, and the blood from the corner of his mouth dripped onto the exquisite white jade-patterned floor tiles of the Sutra Library.

Is he really going to die this time?

*

The first level of heaven is the Zongling Heaven.

"Report - Tianzun, a priest just reported that there seems to be a god in the lower world making rain." A guard outside Tianzun's palace walked in quickly.

Tianzun waved away a suspended scroll in front of him and stood up, his tone seemed a little hurried: "Who is making the rain? Is there anyone else from Chen Zhongtian who has descended to the mortal world?"

The guard was slightly stunned: "Reporting to the Heavenly Lord, I don't know who it is. Since the Demon God escaped, there has been no movement in Chen Zhongtian, and there has been no movement of any gods. All the water creatures are in the sky now."

Tianzun frowned in confusion. Apart from the water god and the rain god who was expected to be taken away, are there other gods in this world who can make it rain?

"How's the rain?"

"According to the priest's description, a red cloud appeared in the sky, nine lightning strikes, and a stick of incense-like rain. The location of the cloud was very special, staying somewhere above the sea."

"Sea Realm?" Could it be related to her?

"You go out first. If you have any follow-up news, report it in time."

"Yes!"

After the guards left, Tianzun walked towards one of the side rooms in the back hall.

The room was empty and there was no extra furnishings.

There was only a red jade table in the center of the room, and on the table was a lying jade tablet.

This jade tablet represents the life book of God. All the gods in the heavenly realm have a jade tablet of life.

As long as the jade slip is there, the spirit is there.

The jade slip shattered and the god died.

But the jade slip on the table...

Tianzun carefully lifted up the two ends of the jade slip with his hands, and through a ray of light from the outside world, he could see clearly -

The jade slip was split in half.

And the name engraved on it is Bo Shangwang.

"It's just broken in the middle, so she should still be alive." Tianzun thought for a while, but still had no idea.