But when he got closer, he was a little disappointed to find that those artificial souls were still far from the real souls.

It's not so much that they're alive, it's that they're just mechanically imitating real humans.

underworld thugs who hold vegetable baskets and wander aimlessly in vegetable markets; housewives with small hammers, standing on ladders and mechanizing against walls; a middle school student sitting on a broken tram pretending to be a driver; There was also a car of passengers, pretending that the tram was moving.

"Wow." The lamb was a little confused, "Are these all nightmares in your dreams, what are they doing?" ”

Mu Yang covered his face helplessly: "Don't pay attention to them, it's just a group of failures." ”

Ever since the god came to create a true soul, Mu Yang has never reached that kind of artistic conception.

There is still a long way to go before you can create a soul that is infinitely close to a human in your dreams.

Now, he has more important things to do.

Under the guidance of the little lamb, Mu Yang rushed the wish flower he got from the nightmare corpse into the dream reference, and he felt that his brain was much clearer, and some vague little things resurfaced in his mind.

In the next step, Mu Yang dug a pit at random in the inaccessible wilderness and threw the big-eyed dream fish that was still plopping and jumping in his hand. Start filling the pit with earth, one shovel, two shovels......

The little lamb looked at his side for a long time before he suddenly realized: "You are ...... Fish? ”

Mu Yang turned around, he had already filled in the soil pit, and stepped on it with his foot: "Yes." Now it's up to him to see what he can grow. ”

"Fish are animals, and new fish will not grow when planted in the ground, and you are already a mature adult, and you should understand these truths." The lamb pointed at him earnestly.

Mu Yang didn't plan to explain to her at all: "I know, but we're dreaming now, aren't we?" ”

He never forgot that before he caught the dream fish and left the dream, the mysterious voice repeated in his ear three times, "Grow teeth to get teeth, plant eyes to get eyes".

With instinct, Mu Yang felt that this fish caught from Mengtan would not be so simple. He thought he would give it a try, and he wouldn't have anything to lose if he didn't grow anyway.

The little lamb opened his mouth, still thinking about continuing to teach Mu Yang a lesson. But then something surprised her—

In less than five minutes on the soil where the bigeye was buried, the soil began to rise slightly, forming a dirt bag. It's as if there's something out there.

"This fish has so much strength?" Even Mu Yang didn't expect it.

But they soon discovered that they were all wrong.

A small sapling broke through its crust and emerged from the ground. Soon, the saplings with strong vitality grew higher and higher at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing faster and faster, and gradually developed in the direction of towering trees.

The lamb covered his mouth and took a step back. Either way, it's strange to plant a fish and grow a tree.

And even stranger things happened.

When the sapling grows to half a height higher than the lamb and half a cut shorter than Muyang, it slowly stops growing. Immediately afterward, a milky white mist solidified at the top of the sapling, gradually taking on an outline, developing in the direction of a fruit.

What will be the fruit of the tree that grows after the fish that I picked up from the dream?

Muyang will wait and see.

The "fruit" bears fruit in less than a minute. But the result was beyond Mu Yang's expectations again, it was not a fruit at all, but an eye.

A human eye, but transparent. Both the black and white parts of the eyes are as pure as colorless glass.

"What the hell is that?!" Both legs of the lamb were stiff.

"I don't know." Mu Yang tentatively stretched out his hand and plucked the eyeball-like fruit, or fruit-like eyeball, under the lamb's frightened gaze. In that moment, he understood what this eyeball was—

It's exactly the same feeling as in a dream. You can't go wrong.

This is a colorless level dream weapon.

The invisible pressure and terrifying impulse he could feel as soon as he got close was the same as he had felt when he tried to walk towards the colorless greatsword sculpture. If there's one difference between the two, it's that there's no of those ghostly screams.

The first time the tree planted by the fish bears fruit, a colorless weapon grows? Looking at the sapling's languishing appearance at this time, it seems that if it is given time, it will continue to grow upwards and bear more fruit.

"This is a dream weapon, or is it a colorless level." Mu Yang told the lamb and pinned his hopes on her, "Can you see how to use this dream weapon?" ”

In the telekinesis realm, there is a telekinesis called Hitomitsu, which attacks enemies through eye contact; But I have never heard of a separate eye that is used as a weapon.

After the initial fear, the lamb was finally overcome by his inner curiosity. She carefully took the eyeballs, looked left and right for a long time, and came to a conclusion: "In terms of breath, this is indeed a colorless level dream weapon. You're lucky, and you're on the same level as the giant sword in the Garden of Dreams. ”

Mu Yang didn't speak, waiting for the lamb's next words.

But the lamb was immediately deflated: "But I have never seen such a strange colorless weapon." An eyeball, how to attack the enemy, can it be used to smash people? ”

Mu Yang was slightly disappointed with the lamb's performance. She is sometimes reliable and sometimes unreliable, but fortunately, these Muyang are used to it.

"Since you don't understand what it does, let's put it away for now. I'll get to know later. ”

Now, Muyang is ready to go back to the real world for once.

He had been in the dream for too long, too long. There are more important things to deal with in the real world.

……

When Mu Yang opened his eyes again, the waste star disappeared and was replaced by a hospital bed.

It's been a week since the last time I was beaten up by Ye Xiao and sent here at the school. The scars on his body are almost healed.

Mu Yang checked his spiritual power, it was as high as ninety-five, and he was five levels away from consummation.

It may take months or even years for others to reach it, but Muyang only needs half an hour to do it.

After meditating in the hospital bed for half an hour, Mu Yang lightly recounted that he had cultivated his spiritual power to a hundred levels.

This is another difficulty, most of the telekinetic masters who have cultivated here, they will rest for a while, and strive to be in the best state of their own condition, when absolutely no one disturbs them, before they start to try to break through the level and advance to the ranks.

And for Mu Yang, who has thousands of souls, breaking through the level is as easy as piercing a layer of paper.