After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 28 Nightmare Comes True
  Tang Ling had a dream.

She dreamed of Yuan Yulang.

In the dream, Yuan Yulang wore a blue brocade short coat, deerskin boots, and held a short blade. His face no longer had the usual arrogant look, but was full of panic and helplessness. .

He seemed to be walking through a field of grass that was as tall as half a man. The short blade was cutting the path ahead, but his feet were in a mess and he couldn't choose the path.

The long grass in front of me blocked my vision, making it difficult to see the direction ahead. In the narrow space surrounded by long grass, my breathing became more and more rapid.

Yuan Yulang’s and another person’s.

who is it?

Who is chasing Yuan Yulang behind him?
  Tang Ling turned his head sharply, but could not see any figure through the cracks in the swaying long grass.

But Yuan Yulang was clearly running and looking back. When he looked back, his eyes showed an almost desperate fear.

Looking at that look, Tang Ling's scalp felt numb.

What could make an extremely arrogant young genius look like this?
  Before Tang Ling's thoughts could spread, he heard Yuan Yulang, who had been running silently in front of him, suddenly let out a shrill scream that echoed through the sky.

The cry quickly weakened, became quieter, and disappeared after a few seconds.

In these few seconds, Tang Ling had already caught up with him, and before he could even take two steps, he suddenly braked.

One step further, there is a cliff.

The cliff is so deep that the clouds and mist cover your eyes, making it impossible to see the bottom.

Yuan Yulang ran here and fell?

Tang Ling's legs became weak and he fell back suddenly. The moment his body came into contact with the ground, he woke up with a start.

The moment he woke up, he saw Song Nan in front of him.

She calmed down for a while before her thoughts completely returned.

As soon as he returned, he heard Song Nan's faint voice.

"You were suffering from a nightmare just now, and I wanted to wake you up."

"Really?" Tang Ling rubbed his forehead and felt depressed, "I've been having nightmares lately, and I don't know why."

Song Nan turned around with his back to her and said, "Get ready, let's go."

Ginseng grows on the cliff at the highest point of the ninth peak.

Lu Ren once provided Tang Ling with knowledge in this area, and even drew a topographic map that was said to have been drawn after she surveyed it on a flying carpet.

Tang Ling took out the poorly drawn terrain map and looked at it for a long time without understanding it.

But Song Nan seemed to be quite familiar with the terrain here. Hearing that she knew she was at the highest point of the Ninth Peak, he directly took her there with his sword.

There is a layer of barrier above the Ninth Peak, which was set up to surround the ferocious beasts on the Ninth Peak.

This barrier only has an effect on ferocious beasts and will not cause any obstruction to humans.

However, the collision between spells will produce subtle airflow fluctuations, which will affect disciples who use magic weapons or swords to fly in the air.

So Song Nan didn't fly very high, and he was very careful, but his speed was still very fast.

Tang Ling stood behind Song Nan, tugging on his clothes, feeling the smoothness of Song Nan's sword control, and was filled with envy.

Sword-controlling is a compulsory course in Shufa Sect, and it is also the basic course for monks to practice.

Tang Ling did not choose Shufa Sect as her major, but the schools of the major sects were open to all disciples, so she could attend classes and study.

In order to learn how to control a sword, she has become a frequent attendee of the flying spell classes of the Shufa Sect in the past few days.

Ever since he encountered a bottleneck in morning training with Song Nan, Tang Ling started to compete with sword control.

I test fly almost every day, test fly every day, practice when I am awake, and be chased by flying swords when I have nightmares.

But he has never learned to control his spiritual power well. Not to mention how to control this spiritual power, just operating the spiritual power is a big problem for Tang Ling. Spiritual power is extremely important to the monks of Shufa Sect and Fu Zhen Sect.

When monks practice, they absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, circulate it in their Dantian, and turn it into spiritual power.

Without spiritual power, all the skill training of Shufa Sect and Fu Zhen Sect are just castles in the air.

The teaching elders of the Shufa Sect have said that as long as you advance to the first level, no matter the front, middle or back stages, you can step into the path of cultivation and successfully open your spiritual consciousness.

After the spiritual consciousness is opened, you can automatically detect all spiritual beings around your body.

As for the viewing range, it depends on whether the spiritual consciousness is strong or not.

The stronger the consciousness, the wider the viewing range.

Being able to use spiritual consciousness is equivalent to being able to use spiritual power, but the accuracy of control will be deviated.

Therefore, to learn spiritual power control in the Shufa Sect, you also need to apply the knowledge of the human body structure diagram of the Dan Sect.

Of course, the elders of Shufa Sect will also explain this knowledge, but in order to have a better understanding, many Shufa Sect disciples who major in Shufa Sect will choose Dan Sect as a minor.

Compared with other sects, Dan Sect is the sect with the most minor courses chosen by all inner disciples.

Tang Ling, majoring in Alchemy, had just entered the threshold of cultivating immortals a month ago and entered the early stage of the first stage.

Although he can use simple spiritual power, such as opening a storage bag, it is really difficult to control the movement of spiritual power and concentrate it on his fingertips to wield a sword.

Isn’t it just to reach heaven?
  Tang Ling thought mockingly.

Moreover, since entering the early stage of the first stage that day, Tang Ling has used his spiritual consciousness several times to detect, but the detection range has never exceeded that day. When he was in the room, he could only see the aura within the ancient banyan courtyard. s things.

Of course, she couldn't get into Song Nan's room.

Because Tang Ling was more cautious about this issue and did not dare to ask others easily. Even Song Nan, who had known about it for a long time, restrained himself from asking directly. Instead, he talked about him and made insinuations.

So, on the day after the inquiry was completed, Song Nan placed a layer of enchantment on his room.

Obviously, his own moral character was not enough for Song Nan.

As for the doubts she asked indirectly, Song Nan only had one sentence to explain.

“If it’s not due to oneself, it’s due to external obstacles.”

external force?

Tang Ling thought about it carefully, and all she could think of was the nightmare that troubled her every day.

indeed.

Ever since the nightmare, Tang Ling always felt that as a cultivator, the sea of ​​consciousness that stores his consciousness and memories was covered with a layer of membrane.

This membrane was translucent and felt very thin, but it was extremely tough. It enveloped her entire sea of ​​consciousness, making it difficult for her to use her spiritual consciousness to detect the spiritual power in her dantian.

No matter how hard she tried, she could never break through this barrier.

Feijian's pause interrupted Tang Ling's thoughts.

The highest peak of the ninth peak has arrived.

As the flying sword slowly landed, Tang Ling looked at the ground getting closer and closer to his feet, his chest gradually became stuffy, and he felt a sense of suffocation.

Perhaps because no one has set foot there all year round, the top of the highest peak is covered with wild grass growing wildly.

Most of these weeds grow to the height of half a man, and are so dense that they hinder the performance of people on the ground, and also hinder the cliffs not far away.

The temperature is much lower in places with high terrain, but monks practice physical training and have the spiritual power of heaven and earth running in their bodies, so they have the ability to withstand low temperatures.

But Tang Ling still felt chilled all over.

What I saw in front of me was clearly the same as the nightmare where Yuan Yulang was chased to the place where he fell!
  (End of this chapter)