This Taoist Master is too Frivolous-Chapter 220 - 180: In Daoist Master’s own dream, can you still bully me? _4

Chapter 220: Chapter 180: In Daoist Master’s own dream, can you still bully me? _4

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Don’tworry, Wang Hou and I will definitely be thereon time!”

Behind, there’s even an emoji with a dog head.

Xu Yang can’t help but laugh.

This Grandmaster Chengming really has the temperament of an old urchin. He replies, “Senior, you and Minister Wang must be punctual… I have prepared a big gift for you!”

“Big gift?”

Grandmaster Chengming changed his font this time and sent a message, “You did a good job, I’m very satisfied with you, Old Daoist Master!”

At night.

The crescent moon is like a blade.

Inside a ghost tower filled with surging Yin energy, the “Huishan Demon” in a gray robe sits together with the Chiyan Ghost King, dining on fine wine and food, with beautiful female ghosts attending by their side.

In the hall, human head lanterns float and under the dim red light, there are several scantily-clad female ghosts dancing gracefully.

However, the “Huishan Demon” looks somewhat depressed, his rat face is constantly stretched, and he doesn’t even want to enjoy the dancing.

Demon King, why do you look so worried?”

Chiyan Ghost King couldn’t help but ask.

Huishan Demon replied, “I have used the Dao Heart Demon-Seeding technique on Xu Yang, and I haven’t slept for the past three days, waiting for him to fall asleep and then take action… But that guy hasn’t slept for three days!” “Oh?”

Chiyan Ghost King’s face changed slightly, “Maybe Yue Qiluo has guessed your identity, if that’s the case, with Xu Yang’s current cultivation, even if he doesn’t rest for half a month, there won’t be any problem!”

Huishan Demon’s face was full of anger, a murderous intent flashed in his small old rat eyes, and coldly said, “How can this king let him off easily… since I already cast the technique, how can I return empty-handed?”

He stood up and said, “Chiyan, get me a secret room. At midnight tonight, I will use a secret technique to pull Xu Yang into a dream, fight him across the void, and let him taste the power of this king!”

Wu City.

Inside the villa.

The women were setting up the wedding room together, decorating the entire villa in a festive manner, and even hanging colorful ribbons and lamps outside, which looked very beautiful when the lights flashed at night.

They were busy until nearly 11:00, then ordered some delivery and went to the first floor to watch a TV drama.

Xu Yang originally wanted to invite Yang Yin to his room to test whether her recent strength had improved, and whether the illusion she set up during their spiritual intercourse was realistic enough, but seeing that the girls were all together, he was too embarrassed to ask her openly.

He returned to his room and resumed practicing symbols.

Soon.

Midnight, 12:00.

Xu Yang was drawing symbols, when he suddenly trembled, and the symbol brush in his hand involuntarily dropped to the ground.

He felt a wave of demonic energy spreading in his “heart”, and was about to resist, but then he gave up on the idea of resistance and thought, “The Huishan Demon must be getting impatient… since that’s the case, I’ll confront him first!”

Xu Yang came to the bed, sat cross-legged, and the next moment, a wave of drowsiness came, he slowly closed his eyes and entered the dream.

In the dream.

Pitch black.

Xu Yang is in the darkness, looking around, when suddenly a demonic wind blows, and within it, a middle-aged man about 1.6 meters tall, fat and chubby with a thieving, beady-eyed gaze, looms over Xu Yang with an indifferent smile and says, “Welcome to my dream, Iron Hammer Daoist.”

Xu Yang is somewhat surprised and asks, “Isn’t this supposed to be my dream? Why…do you say it’s your dream? And you, a rat demon, why would you take on such an ugly appearance?”

Upon closer inspection, the fat middle-aged man’s figure involuntarily began to change, turning back into a giant rat.

“Huh?”

The giant rat’s expression changed, and confusion flashed in its small eyes, as it exclaimed in disbelief, “Impossible, this can’t be… I used Dao Heart Demon-Seeding to pull you into a dream, your consciousness should be in a daze, like a puppet manipulated by this king… you… why are you so sober?”

Could it be that your spiritual power is extraordinary?”

“But even if your spiritual power is strong, how can you, an Entering Dao Realm, be stronger than this king?”

It screamed, its transformed hands pointing, and shouted, “In the dream, this king is invincible, omnipotent… Dao Heart Demon-Seeding, Heart Demon Entering Dream… Change!”

Boom!

The heavens and earth trembled.

Xu Yang saw that the surrounding darkness began to recede like the tide. Following that, countless ghostly shadows emerged from the darkness, and the underworld soldiers covered the sky and the ground, sweeping towards him.

“Illusion!”

Xu Yang remained unmoved. He saw through the tricks of the Huishan Demon in a glance, allowing the underworld soldiers that covered the sky to pass through his body… Seeing Huishan Demon’s incredulous expression, Xu Yang seemed to understand why this was happening!

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However…

His own spiritual power was very strong, strong enough that the Huishan Demon could not control the dream!

As for how strong, Xu Yang himself was not sure!

There was no way to practice “spiritual power” in the martial world… Xu Yang only knew that probably only Ma Long and Elder Wang could do it!

Generally, martial artists practice to make their physical body stronger, which in turn nourishes their spirit and soul, making their spiritual power more formidable and allowing them to comprehend the true meaning of martial arts and the Unity of Heaven and Man.

Those who practice Daoism also strengthen their spiritual power by cultivating Dao and realizing Dao.

Xu Yang entered the Dao with lightning, and then successively entered the Dao with the rule of water element, Fire Method, and Paper Cutting Skill. During this period, he experienced countless “epiphanies,” and each insight actually made his spiritual power grow bit by bit.

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Additionally, he had also brushed many times for “Spirit +1”, so naturally, the strength of his spiritual power was not comparable to normal Entering Dao Realm martial artists.

“Blade Mountain!”

“Flame Sea!”

Huishan Demon controlled the dream and continuously attacked Xu Yang, but it didn’t affect him in the slightest… Instead, it allowed Xu Yang to comprehend some means of controlling “dreams.”

He looked at the Huishan Demon and murmured, “Since it’s my dream… then in the dream, I am invincible!”

He waved his hand and whispered softly, “Thunder, come!”

Boom crack!

In the darkness, thick thunderbolts broke through the sky.

“Hammer, come!”

A huge iron hammer appeared in Xu Yang’s hand!

“Ding!”

“Huishan Demon is scared, merit points +ioo, constitution +i, Dream Creation Skill +1.”

“Ding…”

Huishan Demon became anxious and immediately wanted to leave the dream by changing shapes.

However, the next moment, Xu Yang was already in front of him, the iron hammer in his hand slammed down heavily, and he sneered coldly, “Like a dog, you entered Daoist Master’s dream. Without my permission, you want to leave?”

With a flick of his fingers, a caged prison appeared, suppressing the Huishan Demon inside.

Endless darkness was behind him, and the iron hammer in his hand was covered in lightning. With a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, he looked like a demon who had walked out of the netherworld in the eyes of Huishan Demon, absolutely horrifying!

Boom!

The hammer slammed down!

Huishan Demon howled in pain.

Xu Yang sneered, “Dragging Dao Master into a dream?”

“Is your brain burnt out?”

“Could I be bullied by someone in my own dream?”

Meanwhile.

Inside the secret chamber of Chiyan Ghost King’s Ghost Tower, the Chiyan Ghost King’s expression suddenly changed. He looked at the Huishan Demon lying on the ground, who was struggling and wailing in his sleep, looking very sound asleep.

“What…?”

Chiyan Ghost King was puzzled and wanted to wake up the Huishan Demon, but he was afraid of interrupting his secret technique, so he couldn’t help but whisper, “What’s going on? Is Huishan Demon having a nightmare???.”

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