"You're here, sit down, I'm powerless to get up and entertain you now!"

Seeing Yi Cheng, Dream Horror was not surprised at all, but at this moment, his face was as white as paper, and he didn't look as young and handsome as before, and his face had vicissitudes.

"Hey, you still use it, I really don't know if it's right or wrong to give it to you!"

Yi Cheng said helplessly.

"Hehe, of course it's right, otherwise where would you see me lying here now!"

Even now, although he is weak, he doesn't seem to care!

"You're so optimistic, I'm still thinking about how to comfort you." Yi Cheng shook his head and said.

"Comfort, hehe, why do you want to be comforted, isn't it just that the cultivation is completely lost, and it is just repaired back." Nightmare is still optimistic enough.

Yi Cheng squeezed out a smile, "Your spiritual root? ”

Yi Cheng's secret technique for Dream Horror is the one obtained from Qingfeng, although it will not die after use, but the spiritual root will all disappear, and it will not be able to cultivate for life.

At this time, Dream Terror was full of confidence, and Yi Cheng was a little skeptical that Dream Terror was overstimulated, how could a person as strong as him endure being reduced to a mortal from now on.

"Ha Lu Ha cough cough!"

Dream Terror just laughed twice, but pulled the wound and coughed.

"I don't know if the Dao is a blessing in disguise, I only have the Wind, Thunder and Ice Three Hidden Spirit Roots left now, and the Golden Wood Spirit Roots are all gone! Do you think if I use it again, will it become a single spirit root? ”

Yi Cheng was a little surprised, it seemed that the situation was not as bad as he thought, the Dream Horror Spirit Root was still there, and there was still a chance to rebuild.

Seeing that the Dream Terror's face was pale and he couldn't stop coughing, Yi Cheng hurriedly stepped forward, the Great Yan Heavenly Technique was running, and the spiritual power slowly entered the Dream Terror's body.

Yi Cheng's face became more and more ugly, the injury of the dream horror was still beyond his expectations, the meridians were almost broken, and Yi Cheng's tried and tested thaumaturgy of healing was actually struggling in his body.

He can only divide his spiritual power into the thickness of his hair, and use his divine sense to control and carefully pass through the last trace of meridians that maintain the horror of this dream.

It's just a week away, and Yi Cheng's own divine consciousness has actually consumed thirty percent.

Three weeks later, Yi Cheng also had to stop.

Yi Cheng sat down on the edge of the nightmare bed with a depressed expression and began to meditate to recover.

But the dream terror seemed to have just woken up from his contemplation, and his spirit was a little better than just now, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, your spiritual power just now can actually operate in my meridians?" ”

Yi Cheng had just sat down, and when he heard the startled voice of the dream, he said with some surprise: "What's wrong?" Any questions? ”

"Ha Luha, I'll just say that you are my lucky star, and that's true." Nightmare was a little excited.

"What the hell is going on? Let's be clear, Brother Meng! Yi Cheng was thrilled when he saw the dream, and said.

"Do you know what my master said after examining my injuries?" Nightmare calmed down a bit.

Shaking his head, Yi Cheng naturally didn't know the way.

"My current meridians are too fragile to withstand any flow of spiritual power, and even Master's spiritual power will be rejected and hurt the meridians. He said that I would need to recuperate for at least a hundred years before I could start cultivating again. ”

The Dream Terror paused, and continued, "Do you know what this means? I am 45 years old this year, and in another 100 years, I will be 145, without spiritual power, can I still live to that time? ”

Yi Cheng naturally understood the meaning of this when he heard this, but Dream Horror's performance just now didn't seem like that at all.

"Then you just said," Yi Cheng said halfway.

"You're saying I was confident just now? Hehe, because I don't believe it, aren't there many people like you and me who say that they can't build a foundation? Now, you have built the foundation, and I have made a marriage, isn't this a miracle? Nightmare didn't care in the slightest.

"Since there is a miracle, why can't there be a second or third time, even if there was no before, my dream horror must be created." Although the aura on Dream Terror's body was weak, this spirit did not diminish in the slightest.

Yi Cheng also nodded secretly when he heard this, yes, didn't he also create miracles again and again?

"By the way, what kind of spiritual power did you use just now, I'll also try to see if I can cultivate." Nightmare asked.

The atmosphere seemed to be cold, and the dream horror might have been too excited, and he didn't realize it just now, but now he thought about it, even the Yuan Win Period monk was helplessly injured, and Yi Cheng's spiritual power could actually play a role, so what did it mean? The effect of Yi Cheng's magic method is still above that of the Yuan Infant Monk.

Although Dream Terror doesn't seem to care, it's still a little disappointing that the hope that has just been ignited is so shattered.

At this time, he saw Yi Cheng take out a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wings from the Qixuan space, with more than a thousand handwriting densely written on it, which was the mantra that Yi Cheng had obtained from Song Wujian back then.

"I was just thinking about how to show you, you can't use Yu Jian now, but you just need this now."

Seeing Yi Cheng's movements, Dream Terror seemed to realize that he had misunderstood Yi Cheng, and his face was a little apologetic.

"By the way, you write down this and return it to me, this is a relic left by my master!" Yi Cheng has always cherished the things that Song Wujian left to him, the Qingfeng Sword, this paper, and even dozens of books from the secular world are safely placed in the Qixuan Space.

"What do you say? Did the head of the house impact Yuanying" Dream was taken aback.

"Bah, what nonsense, it's my master in the world!" Yi Cheng hurriedly explained.

"Oh, I see, it scared me! I'll pay you back right away! "Dream Terror then understood.

Although the spiritual power and divine consciousness have disappeared, the memory is not weak at all, and the mantra of more than 1,000 words is only read twice to remember that the melon is ripe, and then return the paper to Yi Cheng.

"Don't spread the word about this, or we may all be killed!"

As Yi Cheng learned about the Great Yan Heavenly Formula, he felt more and more that this thing was extraordinary, even if it was only the first part, it should not be ordinary.

"It's best not to let people know that you have cultivated this thing, otherwise I don't know what the consequences will be."

Just now, I saw that Yi Cheng said that it was passed on to Yi Cheng by his master in the secular world, which means that although the exercises are magical, they are not too cherished.

But now that Yi Cheng said so, the dream horror is just this, this exercise is not a mortal thing, and Yi Cheng can hand over this thing to himself without hesitation, which shows his trust in him.

"Thank you!" Dream horror true word.

Yi Cheng smiled, there was no need to say anything at this time.

"Here you go! I promised to give you a copy! Dream Terror took out a jade slip from under him.

Yi Cheng was a little surprised, "What is this?" ”

"Just look at it." Nightmare didn't answer.

"You really did it!" Yi Cheng said in disbelief.

"Then what do you think came about with my injuries?" Dream Terror seems to be very satisfied with Yi Cheng's performance,

"I thought you just made it through the fifth level!" Yi Cheng said truthfully.

"Ha Luha, I said that there is nothing impossible, it's just that there is more spiritual power, there is no supernatural power, no thinking, and even three points of strength can't be played." Nightmare didn't care.

"Three-point strength?" Yi Cheng looked at the dream and said in surprise.

"Hey, I'm only now aware of the difference between the middle and late stages of the Dao Yuan Infant. In the middle of the game, I just used the spirit explosion technique to the second layer, but in the later stage, not only did the spirit explosion technique reach the third layer, but I also used the secret technique, which narrowly won the game. The late stage is definitely three or five times the spiritual power of the middle stage. Dream Terror sighed.

The Yuan Infant Stage is too far away, and Dream Terror now understands that he was facing a war puppet at the beginning, if he is really a Yuan Infant Stage monk, let alone the later stage, it will take him a lot of time in the early stage.

But even so, the strength of the Dream Terror was enough to surprise Yi Cheng.

At this moment, Yi Cheng is the thing in his hand, this is the reward of the 6 consecutive victories in the trial ground, "Tianyi Sutra".

Holding this jade slip in his hand, Yi Cheng couldn't calm down for a long time, the value of this thing is absolutely unimaginable, the cultivation holy book of the first sect that unified the cultivation realm in ancient times.

Even if Yi Cheng knows that the value of the Dao will not be higher than his own Dayan Heavenly Formula, he still knows that the Dao Dream is not light.

Yi Cheng Yi Cheng was not pretentious, burned a copy with a blank jade slip, and returned it to the dream horror.

"It's a pity, I can't copy the things in the first five levels for you, so I'll give it to you after my consciousness recovers!"

Yi Chenghun doesn't care, with the Tianyi Sutra, he has to be greedy for other things, which is indeed a bit excessive.

"By the way, do you have any extra storage bags, give me one, help me put this jade slip in." Nightmare asked.

Yi Cheng was a little surprised, "You lost all your storage bags?" It does seem to be intense enough! ”

When the dream was frightened, his expression was a little wrong, his eyes were gloomy, indifferent, nostalgic, and relieved, and he didn't answer Yi Cheng's words for a while.

Yi Cheng also realized that something was wrong: "What's the matter? ”

"Two days ago, my master came to see me, checked my injuries, and asked me about my harvest this time, and I told him about the storage bag."

Dream Terror said with emotion: "I am an orphan, I was adopted by the master since I was a child, and I began to think that I was a double spirit root, and the master was good to me, although I was found to be a three-line hidden spirit root, but in order not to lose to others, I wandered between life and death all year round. The master is also very happy that I can achieve such an achievement. ”

The dream frightened began to talk about the past.

Yi Cheng also guessed a few points at this time, but he still asked, "And then?" ”

"The master took the storage bag, and he was not in a hurry to open it, but just let me recuperate with peace of mind and left!" There was not the slightest hint of joy or anger in the Dream Horror's words.

When Yi Cheng heard this, he was also silent.

"Hehe, I'm a hopeless waster in cultivation, what can I do if I want a storage bag!" Dream Terror laughed at herself.

Yi Cheng stepped forward and patted Dream Horror on the shoulder, and at this time his mood Yi Cheng could imagine it.

Kindness, resentment? Maybe it's both.

"I won the last game, and I couldn't use my spiritual power at that time, so this jade slip didn't put it in the storage bag. Originally, I was going to give him to my master, do you know the way? If it weren't for him, I'd have died! For the first time, Nightmare showed sadness.

When Yi Cheng heard this, he didn't know what to say to comfort him, this is the cultivation realm!

"Is there any wine?" Nightmare asked.

"Have a drink!" Yi Cheng knew that it was not appropriate to drink alcohol at this time, but he understood that only alcohol was the best medicine for injuries at this time.

The Nightmare drank it all, and it seemed to be a lot easier.

"What are you going to do in the future? The monks outside? Yi Cheng asked.

"They are also from the Yan family, and I still have a few things from the previous here, such as this robe, inner armor, hehe, it's not good for the dignified Yuanying Monk to let me take it off!" Dream Terror sneered.

Yi Cheng was a little bitter, he was too lucky compared to the dream horror.

"Stay where I am!" Yi Cheng said.

Dream Terror just wanted to say something, Yi Cheng said again: "Okay, don't say anything, I really don't believe that for the sake of this robe inner armor, the dignified Luoxia Mountain Infant Ancestor will run to my meditation pavilion!" ”

After speaking, Yi Cheng picked up the dream horror and walked all the way outside.

The cave mansion of Dream Horror is not big, but there are three disciples of the foundation building period here.

Seeing Yi Cheng walking out with Dream Horror, the three disciples stepped forward to stop the two.

"Senior Brother Yi, where are you going to take Senior Brother Meng? Old Ancestor instructed us to take care of Senior Brother Meng right here! ”

"Get out!" Yi Cheng was unceremonious to them, and the murderous aura on his body exploded instantly.

Even if two of the three monks were in the middle and one in the late stage, they didn't dare to continue in front of Yi Cheng, but they just spoke humanely:

"Senior Brother Yi, do you even have to disobey the orders of the ancestors?"

Yi Cheng glanced at the monk coldly, and left without looking back.

The three of them felt that Yi Chenggang's expression seemed to really kill them.

"What should I do?"

"What else can I do, go back and tell the head of the house!"

"Hmph, two wastes, what's so majestic, when Lao Tzu gets married, he will be good-looking!"

In their eyes, Yi Cheng's five-line miscellaneous spirit root was absolutely unable to form a pill, and Dream Terror was sentenced to death by the ancestor.