The mutual sympathy between the mixed species made Juyu pay special attention to the little girl.
Although Zhuyu was frightened by what she saw, she still knew that Song Ling had not hurt the little girl, so she calmly protected her from the side.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Song Ling took out the demon pill.
Threads of evil spirit wrapped around Song Ling's fingertips.
Because the little girl was voluntary, the demon pill did not resist Song Ling's touch, and even took the initiative to unlock the outer layer of the demon pill after sensing Song Ling's kindness.
Song Ling narrowed her eyes and studied the demon pill for a while, then inserted two fingers into the little girl's shoulder blade.
"Do you know how to save her mother?" Zhuyu asked softly.
"Of course, when have I ever lied?" Song Ling raised her eyebrows and looked back at Juyu and said, "Or, you are doubting my ability."
Zhuyu's face suddenly turned red, she lowered her head and kicked the pebbles on the ground, and explained: "No, I just think you are not a medical practitioner, so this thing sounds a bit weird."
At some point, the faint fragrance in the house disappeared.
Song Mo, who was originally lying on Song Ling's shoulder, was now squatting in the left corner of the room. He was spitting out small gray bubbles, and soon the bubbles filled the entire room.
Cornus officinalis standing in the middle did not dare to move for fear of affecting Song Ling.
"I'm not a medical practitioner, but I know how to solve the disease." The little girl's blood flowed under Song Ling's fingers, and she continued: "The crux of her mother's problem is... the pregnant girl in her dream, so
First I have to fall asleep."
The bright red blood did not flow down, but instead floated into the air, spiraling into a hemp rope, and condensed little by little toward the woman's eyebrows.
Song Ling has no biological relationship with women. If he wants to enter a woman's dream, there are two ways.
Either forcefully break in, or use their relatives as a medium.
Of course, Song Ling didn't want to hurt her, so it was impossible to force her way through, so the only way left was to use the little girl as a medium.
The blood eventually merged into the woman's body.
A flash of light flashed, and Song Ling fell softly beside the bed.
But Song Ling did not fall to the ground, but was supported by the crowd of bubbles.
"You continue to protect me." Song Mo in the corner said to Juyu.
Cornel said hello and quickly went on to form the seal.
Song Mo was not in a good mood at this time, so his tone and attitude were very bad. Fortunately, Zhu Yu was afraid of him, so she didn't notice anything strange.
He was in a bad mood because Song Ling was going to take risks alone again.
The gray bubbles around him are actually condensed from the spiritual power of Song Mo. A large number of hollow bubbles can provide Song Ling with an isolated and forbidden place to abandon the spiritual power of the outside world.
In this way, Song Ling doesn't have to worry about someone being aware of her while she's dreaming and harming herself instead.
But despite this preparation, Song Mo still felt that this trip was extremely dangerous.
On the other side, Song Ling has already stepped into the woman's dream.
The woman's name is Wu Qiufang, a native of the Qin State. When she was sixteen, she dreamed of entering the mysterious realm and met the monster Meihu. After spending three days with Meihu, she became pregnant with Meihu's child.
Because of this, Wu Qiufang's soul will always stay in the mysterious realm.
The so-called mysterious realm is actually created by the monks unconsciously with their spiritual consciousness after falling asleep at night. It is a dreamlike realm in which they can continue to practice.
Different people can create different mysterious realms. Some people can enter and exit other people's mysterious realms, but some cannot.
This kind of thing depends more on fate.
Even if they are biological brothers and sisters, if they lack the slightest chance, they may never meet in each other's mysterious realm throughout their lives.
Just like Song Ling.
The mysterious realm she created after falling asleep was more like a small, airtight room. Even if outsiders wanted to enter, they couldn't find the door, not even Song Mo.
That's right.
In addition to monks, powerful monsters will also generate mysterious realms in dreams.
As for mortals…
It is impossible for most mortals to break into the mysterious realm.
Wu Qiufang was an accident.
Of course, the eyebrow fox was also an accident.
He couldn't even transform, but he entered the mysterious realm by mistake, met Wu Qiufang by mistake, and finally fell in love secretly, laying the foundation for his disaster.
Song Ling stood in Wu Qiufang's dream, intertwined his hands to form seals, performed the surgery twice, and then made a secret to divide his spiritual consciousness into ten parts, and each went to find the entrance to this mysterious realm.
Probably because Wu Qiufang has been unconscious for a long time, her dreams only have gray and white colors, and the only tangible things are mountains, rivers, and vegetation.
After walking for about half an hour, Song Ling saw a black door.
"Here?" Song Ling put her hand on the door curiously.
However, immediately afterwards, Song Ling felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His whole body trembled, his hair began to smoke, and his mouth and nose spurted hot air like fire.
This abnormality lasted for about a stick of incense.
After a stick of incense, the gate disappeared, and the surrounding gray-white mountains began to collapse, finally fading into a new event.
A world of color.
Song Ling held her chest and let out a deep breath, then raised her eyes and looked around, then rolled her sleeves and took back her scattered spiritual consciousness.
She came to the mysterious realm.
All that can be seen now is a winding stream and a withered forest. Looking from afar, there is only black nothingness, and nothing can be seen.
In other words, Song Ling couldn't figure out whose mysterious realm this was for the time being.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Red water droplets splashed out from the running water and fell on the lawns on both sides, making a strange sound of jade colliding.
Song Ling walked a few steps and saw a huge stone tablet appearing at the end of the winding stream.
The stone tablet is engraved with a giant beast with two heads crossing its neck.
"Have you seen it?" Song Ling raised his palm to rub the pattern of the stone tablet, asking Song Mo to look at it in detail.
Song Mo looked at it with a sullen face for a long time, shook his head and said, "This thing doesn't look like something a monster could make. I've never seen it before, so you have to be careful."
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Song Mo saw Song Ling put his palm against the stone tablet.
He was suddenly startled and anxious, and shouted: "Xiao Ling!"
Fortunately, nothing immeasurably bad happened, but after a few breaths, the stone tablet disintegrated into dozens of pieces, floating slightly up and down in front of Song Ling.
The edges of the small stone tablets one after another are glowing with green light.
Looking closer, Song Ling discovered that the cross-sections of these stone tablets were filled with words swaying here and there.
Strictly speaking, it is gold inscriptions.
Song Ling took a sip and read according to the inscriptions inscribed on the cross-section on the edge of one of the stone tablets. After reading a few words, Song Ling felt the fierce burning intention coming again.
However, Song Ling didn't stop.
The more her blood boiled, the faster and clearer she read.
Who could have imagined that it was this persistence that helped her get through the first period and also allowed her to find the secret of the entire stone monument——