Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 957 Mingyutai in a Coma

The dream unfolded in a manner almost identical to the previous one. Madam Ming's inner demons erupted, and her true energy surged. However, before this, Jing Yu had already placed the scroll and several communication talismans in the bedroom.

For some reason, when Madam Ming went on a killing spree this time, Jing Yu was still "lucky" enough to avoid all the attacks and survive until Ming Xiao and Ming Yutai arrived.

In the end, he was still killed by Mingxiao, and his consciousness returned to reality.

Opening her eyes, Jing Yu sat up from the ground. Ling Qishuang couldn't wait to ask, "How is it?"

"It went very smoothly, almost too smoothly," Jing Yu said casually. "How long until he wakes up?"

Ling Qishuang took out a golden needle and inserted it into the back of Ming Yutai's head. After a while, she removed the needle, examined it carefully, and then said:

"The remaining drug power is decreasing. Judging from the amount of drug power that decreases with each dream you have, he will wake up after four or five more times."

"enough."

Jing Yu nodded. He didn't waste these opportunities. The dream entry he had just experienced was only the first attempt. He still needed to use different methods to deepen the "imprint" on Ming Yutai's subconscious.

After entering the dream five more times, Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a relaxed tone, "That's enough... Now we just wait for Young Master Ming to wake up..."

Ling Qishuang asked curiously, "What exactly did you implant in his subconscious? Is there anything that can guarantee he will help you rescue Guan Lingxiao?"

"It's just some psychological suggestion," Jing Yu shrugged.

"Are you sure this will work?" Ling Qishuang still didn't believe it.

Jing Yu said with a mocking expression, "If you don't believe me, use a pot of bewitching incense to make you fall into a deep sleep, and I'll let you try it too... Who knows, when you wake up, you might really fall hopelessly in love with Ming Yutai, saving me from going through all this trouble."

Ling Qishuang trembled, seemingly genuinely frightened: "Don't come any closer..."

"Hey!" Jing Yu startled the woman in front of him, then ignored her and closed his eyes to rest, beginning to recover the consciousness that had been damaged in the Mingyutai dream.

After a quarter of an hour, Jing Yu opened her eyes again, her brows furrowed into a deep frown, and asked:

"Why aren't you awake yet?"

"Ling Qishuang, is there something wrong with this sleeping potion you used?"

Ming Yutai, who had been unconscious, remained motionless on the spot, showing no sign of waking up. If it weren't for his steady breathing and the automatic breathing of his nascent soul, Jing Yu would have thought he was already dead.

Ling Qishuang was also somewhat bewildered by the situation. She took out another golden needle and inserted it into the back of Ming Yutai's head. After a moment, she murmured, "This shouldn't be... The effects of the medicine have completely worn off! He should be awake by now..."

"Is it your fault?" Ling Qishuang retorted, "Entering your dreams too many times has caused some kind of chaos..."

Jing Yu frowned, deep in thought. After a long while, a chill suddenly ran down her spine:

"wrong!"

He suddenly realized a problem: "Every time... every time I enter a dream, the dream of Mingyutai, whether it's the scene construction or the characters... is exactly the same, without the slightest change!"

"So what?" Ling Qishuang looked bewildered. "Didn't you also lead me to have the same dream twice in a row?"

Jing Yu explained, "Dreams are pieced together by consciousness. Even if we keep having the same dream, there will be slight differences in many details... But I just thought back, and every single one of them! Every single one of them is exactly the same! This is impossible..."

"Or rather, Mingyutai alone cannot achieve this!"

Jing Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, and she pressed her knuckles against Ming Yutai's brow, forcibly piercing his sea of ​​consciousness with a wisp of divine thought.

Even with such direct stimulation, Ming Yutai was not able to wake up!

"That's it! That's it!"

Jing Yu withdrew her finger, her back soaked with cold sweat.

Seeing Jing Yu's expression change drastically, Ling Qishuang asked anxiously, "What exactly happened?"

"It's an inner demon!"

Jing Yu smiled bitterly, "He is currently trapped by his inner demons. That dream is not a dream that Ming Yutai's own consciousness normally pieced together... but a cage constructed by his delusions!"

"I don't understand... This is too sudden!" Ling Qishuang exclaimed in disbelief. "I only used ordinary bewitching incense, at most a bit stronger! How could it directly trigger my inner demons?"

That's because he was already terminally ill.

Jing Yu sighed, "The invasion of inner demons is the most insidious. This external demon directly affects the fundamental Dao heart, and it is extremely difficult for others to detect. Perhaps Ming Yutai's obsession over the years has already penetrated deep into his soul."

“He was taught by a celestial being, and was born into a prestigious family… His upbringing and manners became a thick disguise, concealing the fact that he was no longer a normal person.”

"Your bewitching incense silenced his ego, which may have been the last straw that broke the camel's back."

"Thus, the inner demons that had already gained momentum were able to take advantage of the situation and completely take over Mingyutai's mind."

Ling Qishuang was stunned: "Then...what do we do? Can you still change his subconscious? Is there still a chance to get him to help us rescue Guan Lingxiao?"

"This is no longer the time to talk about this!"

Jing Yu gritted her teeth: "Our top priority is to find a way to help Ming Yutai overcome his inner demons... Otherwise, he will most likely become a madman or an idiot! Or even a living dead..."

"If the worst-case scenario really happens, our focus won't be on how to rescue Ling Xiao, but on ensuring our safe escape from the Tianmang Star Region!"

Ling Qishuang's face was pale: "I...I...He is tormented by his inner demons, it's not my problem...Besides, I am the legitimate daughter of the Ling family."

"You know what," Jing Yu laughed in exasperation, "your status as the eldest daughter of the Ling family is actually quite useful. The sect leader of the Tianmang Sect might be able to spare you a complete corpse because of your status, and then notify the Ling family to transport your coffin back to the Suilan Star Region."

Ling Qishuang murmured, "Is it too late for me to marry Ming Yutai now? Surely the Sect Leader Ming wouldn't lay a hand on his own daughter-in-law..."

Jing Yu coldly said, "It's not too late. If Ming Yutai's true self is completely devoured by his inner demons, you can prepare to have a ghost marriage with him."

"You stupid woman, you just wait and see..."

"Next, I will enter the dream again and try to help Mingyutai's true self regain control... During this time, I need you to stimulate Mingyutai's soul by any means necessary!"

"Slap him, or stick a few needles in his head... if all else fails, use some secret techniques to stimulate his soul..."

"If that still doesn't work, then recite a few lines of Buddhist scripture on righteous thoughts and right mindfulness!"

After saying that, Jing Yu sat cross-legged and fully activated the Divine Dream Law. The next moment, a stream of light representing his consciousness once again entered Ming Yutai's body.