Master always thinks that disciples are useless

No matter how he shouted, the man remained motionless, his breath was long, and there was a slight smile on his indifferent face, as if he was drowning in a sweet dream.

Gong Zhengyu raised his heart to his throat, broke free from Gu Qinghan's arms, patted his face, and said anxiously, "Gu Qinghan? Wake up! Wake up!"

In the dark night, the screams continued, one after another, and the Shaogu Sect became a living purgatory.

Gu Qinghan, who has the highest cultivation level in the comprehension world, has been forcibly dragged into the nightmare by this thing, let alone those little disciples whose cultivation base is only Zhu Jindan.

hateful!

What is it!

Gong Zhengyu's face was obviously darkened, and he slammed his fist on the bed board, making a loud noise, his finger joints were hurt and his skin was worn out, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, and he didn't even frown.

Looking at the man's peaceful sleeping face in a daze, Gong Zhengyu's mind raced to think of countermeasures, but the more he cared about something, the more empty his mind became.

Finally, in the midst of impatience and restlessness, an afterimage of a book page flashed in front of my eyes, and I barely remembered a way to enter the dream.

Got it!

Gong Zhengyu got off the bed with bare feet in a hurry, grabbed the small teacup for drinking water and crushed it vigorously, then straddled the man, cut Gu Qinghan's palm with a piece of porcelain, and joined him with ten fingers Interlocking.

Two streams of blood flowed out from their respective palms and mixed together. Gong Zhengyu recited a few sentences in a deep voice, and after closing his eyes, he fell into a white mist.

The loud screams gradually disappeared from my ears, and a sense of weightlessness appeared in my body, and I successfully entered the man's nightmare.

Gong Zhengyu opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a piece of red. The furnishings in the house were very familiar. It was in the bamboo house near the water peak, but in the usual elegant bamboo house, bright red ribbons were hung everywhere, making this place a The appearance of a new house.

New house?

Gong Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, remembering that Gu Qinghan had been smiling all the time just now, he understood - it would be much more convenient to kill people after indulging in the beautiful dreams they wove than to do it directly.

He couldn't be sure before, but now he can be sure. Weaving all kinds of dreams is a common trick of Nightmare.

But judging from the current situation, this Nightmare probably didn't come from the Demon Realm, otherwise he shouldn't be unrecognizable, and in a place like the Cultivation Realm, it is almost impossible to form a demon clan.

unless……

The corpse with great resentment happened to be buried near the eye of the seal. The resentment touched the eye of the formation, and some of his original devil energy escaped from the weakened seal over time. change.

Gu Qinghan has to be woken up quickly.

Gong Zhengyu straightened his expression, put on a serious and handsome face, and was about to open the door to look for the trace of the man, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw a red figure appear out of thin air on the bed in the bamboo house.

It is about the skeleton of a man, sitting upright in the middle, wearing a bright red wedding gown, with a mandarin duck red hijab covering his head, so he can't see his appearance.

Gong Zhengyu stopped in his tracks.

Just as he was about to step forward, a loud and enthusiastic voice appeared from far and near outside the house.

"Brother, go quickly, don't keep the bride waiting."

"Xuan Shuang is finally married."

"I wish you two harmony, the immortals and demons are now married, and thanks to the blessings of the immortals, the world of comprehension will finally be at ease in the future!"

You and I talked in a hurry, among which there were several Gong Zhengyu's familiar voices.

Immediately afterwards, the bamboo door was pushed open from the outside.

The man was wearing a red wedding gown, the golden pattern highlighted the man's dignity, his body was like a jade tree.

The cold white skin was made even fairer, the sword eyebrows slanted into the temples, the facial features were handsome and protruding, and there was a faint smile on the usually serious face.

Gong Zhengyu felt a sudden light in front of his eyes.

Gu Qinghan in white was spotless, so when he wore wedding gowns, he looked noble and aloof, a bit more domineering and extravagant than usual.

Gu Qinghan didn't notice the third person in the room, nodded with the people outside the room, chatted for a few words, then closed the door, his cold eyes softened, and went straight to the person sitting on the bed.

Gu Qinghan was real, but the self on the bed was fake.

Although Gong Zhengyu wanted to take a few more glances at Gu Qinghan who was wearing colorful clothes, he could still distinguish the priorities.

In the nightmare, in other people's territory, he has no cultivation now, if something happens, he will not die, but Gu Qinghan is in danger.

"and many more!"

Gong Zhengyu shouted, ran up and snatched the title from the man's hand, threw it on the ground, and crushed it with his foot.

The man frowned, as if he was wondering why Gong Zhengyu appeared again, he relaxed for a moment, his vague consciousness trapped by the nightmare gradually returned to his senses, his eyes trembled violently, and he woke up with a start.

The long and narrow eyes were full of astonishment after seeing the surrounding scene clearly, Gu Qinghan frowned and said coldly: "Is this in my dream?"

"Yes." Gong Zhengyu nodded and said, "Nightmare, the Shaogu Sect should be the Nightmare who caused the chaos. The eyes of the seal must be very close to the corpse, otherwise I wouldn't dare to make trouble under my nose."

The man raised his brows again when he heard the words, squeezed out the word "Chuan" between his brows, as if he was facing an enemy.

Gong Zhengyu's expression darkened, he took a step forward, his face was full of sternness, and he grabbed the hijab man by the neck.

"Be careful." Gu Qinghan reminded, held Gong Zhengyu's other hand hanging by his side, and waved off the glaring mandarin duck hijab on the top of the man's head.

A coquettish and coquettish face fell into his eyes.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Gong Zhengyu's eyes were still startled when he saw the exact same self, and the strength in his hands remained undiminished, and he tightened his fingers, as if trying to wring this person's head off.

"Anything dares to pretend to be me!"

"Ha." The dummy tilted his head and smiled.

The fair neck was somewhat deformed by pinching, a trace of cracks appeared on the smooth and gorgeous face when the jade was broken, the eyes blinked affectionately, and suddenly the whole person burst open.

"careful!"

Gu Qinghan quickly pulled him into his arms, and the wide sleeves of Xipao covered most of Gong Zhengyu's body.

Eyes that were so heavy that they could drip ink glanced, and saw the appearance of the dummy when it exploded, and the pupils shrank violently.

"Ouch!"

It was dark all around, and his consciousness was withdrawn from the nightmare. Gong Zhengyu felt the soreness and numbness of his thighs after kneeling for a long time, twitched, and fell off the bed unexpectedly.

"Did you fall?"

Gu Qinghan woke up immediately, got up hurriedly and pulled Gong Zhengyu up.

"Hiss, it's not that delicate." Gong Zhengyu rubbed his butt, and glanced at the brightly lit main mountains outside through the gap of the window. He could hear sobbing and footsteps far away. big.

The blood on their hands hadn't solidified yet, and they lived in the nightmare for almost half a day, but in fact, it was only half a stick of incense gone by.

"Hasn't the Shaogu Sect had any unjust and tragic cases in the past few decades? It is not easy for a nightmare to form. Even if it is affected by the devil's energy, it will only become a corpse if it does not carry resentment."

"Murong Bai."

"Huh?" Gong Zhengyu looked at Gu Qinghan.

The man pondered and said: "The person who is exactly like you just now, the appearance that emerged in the last moment is Murong Bai, the former head of the Shaogu sect."

"!" Gong Zhengyu was startled.

"Qinghan! Qinghan!" Heavy footsteps came to the door, and Shen Fei's white and slightly fat body appeared from the window paper. There are more than [-] people who can't wake up from their dreams, and now they have been carried to the main hall, please go over and have a look!"

The man who was usually complacent about holding the title of Penglai Island Master was still helpless in the face of such a situation, begging and helplessly knocking on the door outside the house.

When they rushed to the main hall of the first main mountain, there were two more corpses.

The disciples who carried the corpse curled up together, their bodies covered in horror, they covered their mouths, and whimpered helplessly like small animals.

The disciples who were lying on the ground and caught in the nightmare were the complete opposite, all smiling, curled up contentedly, drowning in the nightmare willingly.

"Gong'er, Gong'er also..." Shen Feibai led the two of them to the small room at the back of the palace, where the wife of the island owner was holding the woman's hand tightly, calling for her daughter one after another.

However, Shen Gong is willing to linger in the dream, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth, and long breaths.

There was even a soul lamp beside her bed, and the wick wrapped in spiritual power was burning, but it was almost bottomed out.

When the wick is extinguished, the pearl sinks and the jade shatters.

The island owner's wife rushed towards Gu Qinghan as if she saw a life-saving straw, her legs softened, and she was caught by Shen Feibai before she avoided kneeling on the ground: "Gong'er, my Gong'er! Immortal Xuanshuang! You must save her! Please save her!"

"Ma'am, don't worry." Gong Zhengyu comforted the woman, the soul-inducing lamp was left with the last piece, less than an hour left.

Gu Qinghan and him have the same mind to successfully use the forbidden technique to enter the dream of the other party. Here in Shen Gong, the forbidden technique will not work.

"There is only one way to save her now."

"You can say whatever you want! Even if it means paying for my life!" The island owner's wife grasped at a glimmer of hope, and she was crying eagerly.

He has no reason, and even forgot whether the person in front of him has no cultivation, whether he can be trusted.

"It's not that serious." Gong Zhengyu smiled, "I probably already know what is causing the trouble, as long as Madam takes us to your father's tomb."

"My father's tomb?" The island owner's wife opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "You mean, it's my father..."

"Nonsense!" Shen Feibai straightened his wife, squeezed her thin shoulders comfortingly, his beard stood on end, his attitude of begging for help changed in an instant, and he scolded angrily, "Ignorant boy, you said that you are the former master!" It's making trouble, it's just talking nonsense!"