Over the underground crack in Evil Spirit Valley, Li Muran and the shopkeeper floated quietly in the clouds and mist, trying his best to activate their spiritual thoughts to investigate the situation in the crack below.

"This is where the Dream-Swallowing Beast is?" The shopkeeper frowned: "The clouds here are very special, making it difficult for me to penetrate the Meizu divine consciousness. I wonder if the divine consciousness of Daoist Li can move freely?"

Li Muran shook his head: "The divine thoughts below are also difficult and far away. This should be the rumored miasma. Miasma is also a relatively common natural celestial phenomenon. It is born with strong isolation from divine thoughts. Divine thoughts are difficult to penetrate deep in miasma, but miasma can also protect divine thoughts from easily dispersing. Miasma is present in many places in the world of immortal cultivation, especially this deep and narrow shady canyon that does not see the sun all year round."

"The so-called dream-swallowing beast sets its nest here, and most of it likes the environment here." Li Muran pondered for a moment and said, "However, the environment here has no advantage for Meizu monks. From this point of view, the dream-swallowing beast is mostly irrelevant to Meizu."

Speaking of this, Li Muran couldn't help but sigh. Although the origin of the Dream-Swallowing Beast has not been determined yet, he could basically infer that this was not the Meizu clue they were looking for.

The shopkeeper nodded: "The possibility of being related to Meizu is indeed very small. However, I came to Fengyun Continent to find clues related to Meizu. I was originally looking for a needle in a haystack. No matter how slim the opportunity, I had to go and explore it before I could give up."

After saying that, the shopkeeper was the first to sink into the miasma, and Li Muran followed closely behind.

According to the information obtained by Li Muran's search for the gods, there is a dream-swallowing beast here to survive, and it is quite dangerous for the cultivators of the Yuanshen stage. Therefore, both of them are careful. The shopkeeper has turned the power of the phantom into a golden sword and held it in his hand, while Li Muran has secretly clasped several talismans in his hand.

The further down, the denser the miasma, the stronger the isolation of mystery, and the more severe the obstruction of vision. In other words, the range of the two people can find is getting smaller and smaller.

The two of them dared not be careless and fell slowly almost ten feet and one feet. It took a long time to finally get underground.

The two stepped on the wet mud, surrounded by white miasma. These miasma made them barely see the vague scenery within twenty or thirty feet. As for their divine thoughts, they could only find such a long distance.

"Be careful" Li Muran reminded that with such a small investigation range, if the enemy suddenly attacks, it will be very dangerous.

A purple light flashed in Li Muran's eyes, and a pair of gorgeous phantom wings immediately "swept" appeared on his back. It was the magical power of the Devouring Chronicle. In case of danger, he could immediately inspire the Devouring Chronicle to teleport away. At the same time, this move can also be used to rescue the shopkeeper.

The two of them searched carefully underground. The area below was not large, only more than ten miles wide, but due to the miasma, the search was very slow.

However, the two of them did not encounter any danger, nor did they have the terrible beast and evil spirits attacked them. Half an hour later, Li Muran was the first to discover that there was a natural stone cave about the size of a foot on the stone wall in a corner.

The cave was pitch black and unfathomable. Li Muran took out a moonstone that was the size of a fist, but it could only illuminate within a radius of more than ten feet, and the end of the cave could not be seen.

"There is something strange in this stone cave." Li Muran pointed to some traces on the four walls of the stone cave and said, "There are obviously traces of monks coming here, maybe the dream-swallowing beast is in it."

The two of them looked into the depths of the cave more carefully, and the surrounding miasma was always very dense.

I don’t know how far I walked, but suddenly my eyes became wider and the two of them came to a larger stone cave.

The two immediately discovered that there was a hazy white light ball in the cave, floating in the cave, looking sometimes close and sometimes far away, as if it was within reach, or as if it was far away in the sky.

The shopkeeper was about to look carefully, but Li Muran suddenly pointed to somewhere and exclaimed: "Look at it."

The shopkeeper followed Li Muran's gesture and saw a monk faintly in the thick fog, but he could not detect any breath.

"Who is fellow Taoist?" The shopkeeper was shocked and asked loudly.

The other party did not respond at all. The shopkeeper and Li Muran looked at each other, exchanged a look, and then slowly leaned towards the other party.

"It turns out to be a dead person," murmured by the shopkeeper. After getting closer, he realized that although this person's body was intact, his breath was completely gone. Although his eyes were open, he was dull and unsightly, like a walking corpse.

This is the case, and the human monk who died of death by the Meizu monks is like this.

"His divine thought was swallowed, and there was indeed a dream-swallowing beast here," the shopkeeper said, "I just don't know if this dream-swallowing beast has a slight connection with the Meizu."

"It's not just him, but there are many more," Li Muran frowned and said in a serious tone. With his sleeves, an invisible strong wind blew up, blowing away a little of the thick miasma around him.

Although the miasma fog quickly gathered again, in this moment, the shopkeeper immediately discovered that there were two or three such stupid and unsightly monks in the cave, and in addition to that, there were more than a dozen white boned skeletons.

The shopkeeper's face changed drastically and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"What's going on? What exactly hurts these monks? Is it the so-called dream-swallowing beast?" The shopkeeper was surprised and suspicious.

Li Muran and the shopkeeper leaned against each other, carefully guarding the terrifying dream-swallowing beast, who suddenly appeared and attacked them from somewhere.

If it were an ordinary monk, he would consciously withdraw from here when he saw this scene and dare not stay. However, Li Muran and the shopkeeper were determined to find out the details of the Dream-Swallowing Beast, so although they knew it was dangerous, they did not escape.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement. The dream-swallowing beast seemed to have no intention of attacking them.

"Strange" the shopkeeper couldn't help but say curiously: "There seems to be no dream-swallowing beast here. This cave is not big. We have investigated all the places, and there are no other entrances. Apart from this thick miasma, everything is ordinary. If you want to say the hidden mystery, there is only the white light floating in the air that is a bit strange."

As the shopkeeper said, he couldn't help but look at the white light carefully curiously.

The white light was hazy and blurry and difficult to capture. When I looked at it on the first day of the first year of the year, I couldn't figure it out, so the shopkeeper had to concentrate and look carefully.

"Can't look," Li Muran suddenly exclaimed. He suddenly realized that whether it was the skeletons, the monks who were standing or sitting motionless, they all had a common characteristic, that is, the direction their faces were facing the white light.

In other words, after they all looked at the white light, they became motionless and were sucked by the divine thoughts.

Unfortunately, Li Muran discovered it too late. At this time, the shopkeeper beside him was also motionless looking at the white light, his eyes dazed.

"Oh no," Li Muran was shocked, "This is probably the so-called illusion."

The so-called illusion is an unreal illusion space set up by high-level cultivators with powerful divine thoughts. This illusion space can absorb and accommodate the divine thoughts of cultivators, allowing cultivators to be in it, as if they have reached an independent and closed world.

If the divine thoughts completely fall into the illusion, they will think that they are in a real world. If they cannot find a way to let their divine thoughts leave the illusion, their body will gradually die. When the power of the divine thoughts in the illusion is exhausted, the monks will be completely destroyed.

"Shopkeeper, come back soon." Li Muran was anxious. He shook the shopkeeper's body violently and injected a little divine thought into the shopkeeper's body, intending to awaken him, but the shopkeeper was still confused and had no response at all.

Li Muran's heart sank. For the monk whose divine consciousness has entered the illusion, he could not sense any information from the outside world. Even if Li Muran shouted in the shopkeeper's ear, even if an enemy destroyed the shopkeeper's body, he could not recall the shopkeeper's divine consciousness from the illusion.

The physical body of a high-level cultivator is quite powerful, and it is basically without the blessing of divine thoughts, and can remain undestructed for decades. However, if divine thoughts leave too long, the soul and magic power in the body will be damaged, which is not conducive to the cultivator's future practice.

"We must recall the shopkeeper's divine thoughts," Li Muran said in his heart.

He knew that the mystery must be on the special white light, but he didn't dare to look at the white light rashly.

"What should I do?" Li Muran was very anxious. "Although I knew there was something wrong with the white light, I didn't dare to investigate it carefully. Whether it was to use divine consciousness or to see it with the naked eye, there was a great possibility that I would be involved in the illusion."

The shopkeeper just took a look at it and was caught in the illusion. Most of the other monks who had fallen here who had been attacked and fell.

"Ordinary eyes cannot resist the erosion of the illusion, but I have a third divine eye, so I may not be afraid of the white light." Li Muran's heart moved.

Although there are certain risks in doing this, Li Muran also has to give it a try in order to rescue the shopkeeper.

His eyes closed slightly, and the third divine eye at the center of his eyebrows opened, revealing a dark dark pupil.

Suddenly, there was darkness in the cave, as if all the light was absorbed by the dark pupils. Even the hazy white light ball was darkened.

It was in this moment that Li Muran vaguely saw with his third divine eyes that in the white light, there was a white transparent silkworm-like insect.

"Dream Eating Worm" Li Muran felt a stern in his heart, and his third divine eyes immediately closed.

Li Muran did not open his eyes, nor did he use his divine thoughts to detect the dream-eating insects. In his mind, he was recalling the records about the dream-eating insects seen in some high-level insect-raising books.

Dream-eating insects are good at devouring divine thoughts and feeding on divine thoughts. Some powerful mutant dream-eating insects can also create illusions, controlling the divine thoughts of immortals in the illusion for themselves to enjoy slowly.

Now that things have come, Li Muran finally fully understood that the so-called dream-swallowing beast is a high-level dream-eating insect. This dream-eating insect has been lurking here for many years, and it has been creating this illusion. If an unlucky monk breaks into this place and his divine thoughts are accidentally sucked into the illusion, the consequence will be that a white bone skeleton in the cave will become a cave.
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