Shi Musuo's white ape felt a strong sense of excitement in his heart, and he couldn't help but dance with his hands, and then put on a strange posture with his hands facing the sky and grinning his teeth.

As soon as this action was completed, Shi Mu had another "boom" in his mind, the scenery in front of him changed, his spirit returned to his body, and he sat cross-legged on the forest meadow.

At this moment, the time was close to dawn, and the eastern sky was slightly white.

Shi Mu stood up and looked at the sky that had been exposed, his expression was a little shocked, and he didn't even pay attention to the dew on his clothes.

It felt like a dozen breaths had just fallen asleep, but in reality, it had been a whole night.

Shi Mu shook his head, and hurriedly closed his eyes to recall the moon-swallowing style he had comprehended in his dream.

As a result, what made him quite speechless was that although he tried his best to recall, his mind was blank, except for remembering the name "Moon Swallowing Style", he couldn't remember the specific cultivation method at all.

It's just that he clearly knows in his heart that he has learned this method.

This strange feeling of contradiction shocked his heart, and reality and dreams were faintly mixed together.

He shook his head, putting aside the strange feeling in his heart and calming his mind.

At this moment, the sky gradually brightened, Shi Mu groaned for a while, and walked towards his residence.

He didn't want to be noticed that he was alone at night.

Two days later, on a cloudless night, a full moon hung quietly in the sky like a jade disk, and the quiet and soft moonlight sprinkled the sky with clear light, illuminating the entire valley in a cold and silvery white.

At this moment, in a low stone house in the middle of nowhere, Shi Mu was sitting cross-legged on a simple stone bed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes as if he had realized something, and the light in his eyes flashed.

He finally waited for another moonlit night!

Quietly opened the stone door, Shi Mu's figure flashed, and he came outside silently, he observed vigilantly for a moment, and listened to the surrounding movements.

At this time, everything was quiet, and there was no one in the moonlight.

He cautiously took advantage of the shadow of the building to move quickly, and walked out of the stone house area with a familiar way, and came to the previous meadow again.

Shi Mu carefully walked around until he confirmed that it was safe, and then sat cross-legged on the grass like last time, quietly feeling the touch of the moonlight, slowly adjusting his breathing, and putting himself in a state of no distractions.

After half a pillar of incense, his body first tightened, and then slowly relaxed, and the whole person remained motionless like an old monk sitting in meditation.

After the next breath, Shi Mu had already fallen into the dream again.

......

A cold wind blew, and Shi Mu's spirit woke up, and at this time he realized that he had once again transformed into a white ape, standing on a strangely shaped silver boulder in a strange posture with his hands facing the field and grinning his teeth.

The three words "moon-swallowing style" flashed in his heart.

He tried to raise his head, but he couldn't move as before.

However, he didn't care, and when he turned his gaze upward, he saw that the sky was covered with dense white light spots, but unlike before, these light spots were not half the size of sesame seeds before, but now they were the size of rice grains, and in Shi Mu's opinion, they could already be called small light clusters.

As if pulled by a mysterious force, these small clusters of light had just emerged in the sky, and they were thrown down like a tide, and they all submerged into the golden eyes of the white ape, and new clusters of light would form in the original place.

This continuous cycle repeats itself, and when viewed from a high altitude, a river of white light is formed, and the end of the river is a white ape with his hands facing the sky and a strange posture.

As soon as these white light clusters entered the white ape's body, they did not quietly disperse into the white ape's body as before, but under the restraint of some inexplicable force, they inexplicably gathered in its mind and turned into a cloud of white mist.

At first, the fog was chaotic, one in the east and one in the west, thick and light.

But soon, under the action of a strange force, these fogs gradually converged in the middle, and became smaller and denser, gradually forming a milky white cloud similar to liquid, and slowly rotating and contracting.

As the white mist continues to appear and is constantly swept into the air mass vortex, the vortex always maintains its initial size and becomes denser and denser.

Shi Mu first felt his mind rise, as if something cold had penetrated into his head, and soon an indescribable cool and comfortable feeling poured out from the depths of his mind, as if soaked in some kind of elixir, and he faintly felt that something magical had happened in his mind.

He didn't know how long he would remain in such a state, so he couldn't help but look around, only to find that the silverstone boulder under him was actually sitting on a cliff with an unknown number of high peaks, and a vast sea of clouds was slowly surging around.

In addition, this mountain peak is also full of many strange plants that Shi Mu has never seen, the spiritual spring looms in the distance, and the sound of the tiger roaring and dragon roars from time to time, the mountain is extremely steep, the situation is straight and slender, like a green long sword piercing the sky, and the tip of the sword is the cliff where the white ape is located.

Although there are also mountains cascading around this mountain, some are tall and majestic, some are strange and handsome, and some mountains are endless, but in terms of height, none of them can reach half of this peak, looking up at the night sky on the silver boulder on the top of the mountain, as if the moon and stars in the sky are reaching.

Shi Mu was sure that this place had never appeared in the previous dream realm, and the white ape chose to practice the Moon Swallowing Style in this mountain, and it was this cliff that he took a fancy to, and it was the place closest to the moon in the sky.

Time flies as he observes.

I don't know how long it took, but the bottom of the milky white liquid vortex in the white ape's mind gradually formed a small white grain.

As the milky white liquid vortex continues to rotate, layer after layer of fine white silk continues to wrap around the white grains below, making it slowly grow larger.

Gradually, the grain became the size of a grain of rice.

At this moment, a thunderous roar of "boom" exploded in Shi Mu's mind, and the feeling of the world spinning made his eyes dark.

"Ahh

At this time, he was sweating profusely, dew and sweat were mixed together, and he was completely soaked with black clothes on his body.

His face was extremely pale, his eyes were dilated, and the muscles on his face were faintly twitching, and the amazing thunder in the dream just now seemed to explode in his soul, shocking people's souls.

Fortunately, the grassland here is extremely remote, and it is close to the early hours of the morning, when the human body is the most sleepy, so no one has noticed the abnormality here.

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