The Venerable Monster Tamer

Chapter 14: True Strength, Sleeping Old Man

Among all living things, there is no species that is smarter than humans.

Human is the most intelligent species among all things, and the aura in his body is the most abundant, so "human" becomes the "spirit of all things".

However, all things are in balance, and the way of heaven is fair.

While God endows people with supreme aura, he also bestows on people the weakest body, the short lifespan, and the traits that cannot directly absorb vitality for cultivation.

At the beginning of the world, the human race was hunted by powerful monsters and entangled by strange monster plants, struggling hard, living in dire straits.

At this time, a peerless hero and eternal legend appeared.

He is Star Saint.

His appearance brought an opportunity for the rise of the human race - the method of controlling demons!

With the advantage of aura, capture monsters and use them to fight. At the same time, the aura fed back by monsters can also be absorbed by humans, enhancing their physical fitness and increasing their lifespan.

The profession of demon master has changed the human race and the entire structure of Xingzhou.

After a long and distant development, to this day, monsters are not only used for fighting in the hands of human beings. The demon master, an originally simple combat profession, has also branched out and wandered around his hometown.

This is the dream of the sleeping old man.

A small river flows gently, surrounded by green hills, and birds chirping. The short grass house by the river is the childhood residence of the sleeping old man. In this dream, it comes to life, opening its doors and waiting for its former owner.

Among the fortune tellers, there are three subdivided schools, astronomical fortune tellers, hexagram masters, and dream talkers.

The Sleeping Old Man is a dream speaker, who can control the generation of dreams, and make calculations and prophecies through dreams.

But now this dream is not used for calculation.

When people get old, they will miss the past.

It's a sweet dream.

The sleeping old man extracted the memory from his soul and restored the original scene. Standing by the river, the sleeping old man was in a trance for a while, and the feeling of interlaced time and the feeling of hometown were entangled in his heart, which was complicated and unspeakable.

Every old man has many stories. And the precipitation of time often makes these stories exude an extraordinary charm.

The hometown has long been destroyed. The original address has been changed beyond recognition. Hundreds of years are enough to change the world. But even if it exists, so what?

In his dream, the old man sighed softly.

He knew his time was running out.

People always have an age limit. He was listed on the rattan list, and he was listed on the list of strange people. In fact, he was already a king-level figure. However, it has reached the top and cannot be promoted any further.

The deadline is approaching, and the old man likes to have some dreams to review his life.

In the depths of memory, wandering for a while, the old man's heart was full of unspeakable taste.

Who on the riverside sees the moon for the first time, when does the river moon shine on people at the beginning of the year, the generations of life are endless, and the river moon is only similar year after year.

Time is the enemy of heroes and beauties, no matter how majestic a hero is, it is hard to beat the power of time. Pushed forward one by one by the back waves, they turned into bubbles in the long river of history.

Looking at the long history of Xingzhou, only Xingsheng has obtained eternal life. And this is just a rumor.

The sleeping old man was well aware of his own situation, and he didn't take any chances to force the dream of the holy level.

He is just an old man who is about to die. In the short time left, he quietly savors the past, looks back on his life, and looks for the lost touch.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh, and was about to leave when a sudden change occurred.

In the originally bright sky, a thick black cloud suddenly floated, gloomy and gloomy, casting a dark shadow like ink, covering most of the clear river.

"Which comrade is it, who came to find the old man to have fun?" The sleeping old man stared at the dark clouds above his head and said slowly.

His voice is not loud, but it resounds through the universe.

"Sleeping old man, you have lived for so long, you should be dead. I came here specially to see you off." A cold voice came from the black cloud, full of murderous intent.

As soon as the words fell, the black rainstorm poured down, like thousands of black feather arrows, swishing towards the sleeping old man.

The sleeping old man's expression remained unchanged, the cloud was calm and breezy, and with a wave of his hand, an emerald green tornado was immediately rolled up in his long sleeves.

In an instant, the gust of wind howled, roaring like a dragon and a tiger, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind swept through the clouds.

The strong wind swept up, swallowing all the black rain, and rushed towards the black clouds without losing momentum.

The black cloud shook and expanded ten times in an instant, covering the sky and covering the earth, darkening the entire dream. At the same time, black thunder erupted, heavily bombarding the tornado, and after two or three breaths of entanglement and confrontation, the tornado was blasted to pieces.

Seeing this scene, the sleeping old man's face couldn't help changing slightly.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move.

This mysterious alchemist, with murderous intentions, is also a dream talker, and his cultivation is no less than that of the sleeping old man.

"Who is your Excellency? Don't you dare to announce your name?" The sleeping old man asked coldly. Among Master Mengyan, there was his junior brother Zui Yisheng. When did such a strong man appear?

"You don't deserve to know my name." A disdainful and arrogant voice came from the black cloud.

The sleeping old man laughed back angrily: "Hehehe, very good. This is my dreamland, and this is my territory. I want to see how you can be so confident in beheading this old man!"

Before the words fell, the dream suddenly changed drastically.

The small river that was originally quiet and flowing suddenly vented, forming a hundred-foot-long Yangtze River, like a dragon rising, roaring and rushing towards the black clouds.

The originally pink-green and tender grass grew suddenly, forming countless towering ancient vines, entangled with each other, and killed the enemy.

Naturally, the black cloud was not to be outdone, and violently churned.

The pitch-black darkness rapidly expanded in this dreamland at a speed that surprised the sleeping old man.

"This mysterious man is so amazing. He actually managed to do this in my dream field! His cultivation level is even higher than that of a monarch like me!" The sleeping old man was taken aback, and immediately burst out laughing. "Hehehe, the old man is crazy about being a teenager. With such a strong enemy, the few remaining days of the old man are full of glory. Let's fight!"

"It's just the afterglow of the setting sun, watch the trick!" The mysterious man's extremely cold voice, like rolling thunder, spread throughout the sky.

Three hours later.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The sleeping old man was pale and coughed up blood. His gray hair was fluttering in the wind and rain, and his body was like a weed, shaking and unwilling to fall down, giving people a feeling that he would fall to the ground in the next moment.

"It's an honor to be able to support you in my hands for such a long time." The dark clouds have spread all over the dreamland, and the endless darkness is like a king descending, covering the whole world.

"Who are you? Let the old man be a sensible ghost." The sleeping old man sighed deeply, wiped the blood stains from his mouth, raised his head and smiled wryly.

"I've said it a long time ago, you don't deserve to know my name. Die to me!" The voice from the darkness was full of condescension and arrogance overlooking the common people.

The sleeping old man was furious, feeling that in the eyes of the other party, he was just a humble ant, not worth mentioning at all.

"Hahaha, very good! Since that's the case, let me show you how powerful this old man is in his dying counterattack. Take my last move, and the dream will be shattered, and the world will be silent!"

The sleeping old man roared loudly, raised his arms, and his tattered robes danced wildly in the wind. At this moment, his aura kept rising and rising.

The mysterious man was silent and felt great pressure. The boundless black cloud receded slightly and condensed into substance to face the dying blow of the sleeping old man.

The atmosphere became more and more dignified, and finally reached the critical point of explosion.

"Ah!" The sleeping old man, with white hair fluttering around, shouted loudly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place!

There was a silence.

After a long while, a mysterious man's angry voice came from the black cloud: "This old man, his acting is so realistic that he escaped!"

The mysterious man was so powerful that even the Old Sleeper, one of the four strongest calculators, could not resist. But the sleeping old man is a hero and talented person who occupies a certain peak. At the last moment, he escaped successfully by fighting wits but not fighting strength.

"Hehehe." After being annoyed, the mysterious man smiled sinisterly again, "But it's not a big deal. Sleeping old man, almost all of your monsters were killed by me, and you yourself fell into my mind-changing method, and you will never be killed again." Dare to be an enemy of me. Your luck monster has also been affected by the law of transforming luck, and has temporarily become an ordinary monster. Without the protection of the luck monster, with your cultivation as a fortune-teller, you have already been envied by heaven. I can't kill you, you have to sleep. Once you sleep, it's time for me to kill you."

The sleeping old man's face was extremely pale, and he opened his eyes weakly. Seeing the familiar scene of the bed in front of him, he knew that he had temporarily escaped a catastrophe.

However, the urging talisman was already attached to his body, and he knew that the moment of death would come at any time.

Either he died under the thunder of the sky, or he died at the hands of the mysterious man.

"This person is so terrifying. I have the home court advantage, and he can defeat me. Especially his method of transforming the Tao is simply the nemesis of the Dao of Heaven and Earth. Transforming the heart and transforming luck, I lost all my monsters. Even The luck monsters have also become mortals, and it will take a very long time to recover their luck."

The sleeping old man sighed in his heart, struggling to sit up from the bed. He was extremely weak. Although his body was intact, his soul was severely injured, and he was almost on the verge of losing his soul.

There are only two ends of the monster in his hand. One is his luck monster, which can no longer provide him with shelter. One is the gold and jade pillow of yellow beams on the bed, and it is because of its yellow beams and the way of dreaming that the old man can dream freely.

The sleeping old man put the gold and jade pillow and the luck monster into the fairy pouch, his eyes darkened, and he almost fell over and passed out.

"Don't be in a coma! Once this happens, the mysterious person will definitely attack, and then the old man can only suffer to death." Under such a predicament, the sleeping old man had a strong fighting spirit in his heart.

He is not greedy for life and afraid of death, but he knows that if he really fights to the end with the mysterious person, even if the death blow hurts the other party, it will only fulfill the mysterious person's wish.

The mysterious man said at the very beginning, his wish was to let the old man die.

The key to dealing with the enemy is to destroy the enemy's intentions. Only in this way can the enemy be frustrated and fall into the desperate situation of failure. The sleeping old man has been hundreds of years old and has extremely rich experience, so he naturally understands this truth.

He wants to live and keep fighting!

Can't let the mysterious person get his wish.

But now that he is in such a state, he will fall when the wind blows, and he has no resistance at all. Even a five-year-old boy, that sharp knife can kill him, a king-level powerhouse.

what to do?

Great idea!

Sleeping old man's eyes lit up, he thought of this special little demon soldier.

The clever plan bag is a unique demon soldier that only a demon master who is a divinatory master and a soldier refiner can create. It is just a small demon-level demon soldier, and it can only be used once, and it is a consumable.

But its function is very powerful. It can combine the situation at that time, and through the operation of the law net of heaven and earth in the dark, to calculate a clever plan to help the master of the clever plan.

Sleeping Old Man is neither a divination master nor a military refiner, but he has a close friend who is a Gua Immortal.

In the past, when the Gua Immortal left the Zhuxing Islands, he gave Tie Ao three tricks to use. Although the sleeping old man is not a fortune teller who belongs to Guaxian, but relying on the friendship between them, Guaxian still forced the sleeping old man to leave a good plan before leaving.

It's just that these two calculators didn't expect that there would be a day when they would really use it.

Manpower is often exhausted, and the world is vast and the sea is boundless.

Calculators are human beings, and there are things that cannot be counted or missed.

Immediately, the sleeping old man tried his best to support his body, used the trick bag, and took out a note from it: "Look for Chu Yun, let's save each other!"

There are only these six words on the note.

(ps: It feels good. After eating dinner and listening to music at night, I suddenly wanted to write. This 4000-word chapter took less than two hours. Change to the previous speed of 1500 per hour, for sure I can’t do this. I’m resting these days, and I see the care and greetings of many people in the QQ group, on the phone, in the mailbox, and in the post bar. It’s very warm in my heart. I’ll see it tomorrow, don’t force myself. There may be more , or maybe not. If there is, it will be around 13:00 noon, or it will be 20:00 in the evening. Students who are waiting for the update can check the starting page around the two time points.)

(In addition, the title of Section 13 is an irresistible "temptation", a secret agreement. It is unexpected that the two words in double quotation marks are blocked.)