In the past, when Shen Luo woke up from a dream, it was mostly because he had completed some special tasks, such as killing ghosts in a mountain village, exterminating monsters in an ancient temple, rescuing people in a longevity village, etc. Although there was no unified standard, most of the time it was after completing certain things.
But this time in the pagoda, he had not yet completed what the Golden-Armored Heavenly General had said about defeating the thirty-six heavenly soldiers. Instead, he suddenly lost consciousness and was teleported back to reality.
It felt like being in the middle of a dream, but it suddenly stopped and I woke up.
He lay in bed and pondered for a while, but he really couldn't figure it out.
"Never mind, let's get up first." Shen Luo couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it and planned to get up and practice.
However, as soon as he tried to raise his arm, he felt it was as if it was filled with lead, extremely heavy, accompanied by severe pain all over the body and a strong sense of drowsiness.
Shen Luo was surprised, and despite the discomfort all over his body, he forced himself to sit up. His vision suddenly became blurred, the tables and chairs in the room began to twist, the curtains in front of him swayed like living things, the surroundings were spinning, and he felt dizzy.
He had no strength to resist and fell backwards helplessly, with the back of his head hitting the pillow heavily.
His whole body was shaking like a sieve, and his mind seemed to be a mess. He was unable to think at all. Only a familiar feeling crept into his heart, as if a bottomless hole had appeared in his body, madly devouring his vitality.
The extremely intense pain tore at his consciousness bit by bit, twisting his body but making him unable to utter a single sound. It was clearly early morning, but the sky around him gradually darkened, like a black curtain that gradually surrounded Shen Luo.
His eyes fell into darkness again and he fell asleep again.
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An unknown amount of time had passed before Shen Luo, lying on the bed, trembled his eyelashes and finally woke up again.
"Father… "
He immediately saw the middle-aged man with slightly frosted temples, sitting next to him with a concerned look on his face.
"Luo'er, what's wrong with you?" Shen Yuange frowned and asked worriedly.
"There was a mistake in the practice of the martial arts, but it's not a big deal." Shen Luo opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.
"You didn't come out to eat in the morning. I thought you were busy practicing, but you didn't show up until the afternoon. I was a little worried, so I pushed the door open. As a result, I saw you lying on the bed with a livid face. No matter how I called you, you wouldn't wake up. You looked just like when you were first invaded by the evil spirit. Sigh..." Shen Yuange couldn't help but think of what happened that year and sighed.
"It's all caused by the backlash of my martial arts. It's nothing. I'll be fine after I meditate and recuperate." Shen Luo smiled and forced himself to sit up.
He said it lightly, but in his heart he already knew what was going on.
He was not unfamiliar with the feeling of having his vitality devoured. He had experienced it once when he came back from the dream for the second time. The feeling now was exactly the same as it was then, and the current situation was even worse.
"Father, please prepare some herbs for me. I want to take a medicinal bath in a while." As Shen Luo spoke, he got down from the bed, walked slowly to the table, picked up a pen and ink, and began to write on the rice paper.