In the Jiangnan region of China, August is still hot.

Dacha Town, by the Shuishui River.

The heavens will descend on the Si people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically! The Dachu Middle School is proud of us two brothers! No, it should be three, count her as one. Hahaha...... Let's make the storm more violent!"

Jiang Ping knew which she was talking about, and immediately a beautiful figure appeared in his mind, and a touch of tenderness flashed on his face. Moved his fat body, making his waist leaning against the root of the tree slightly comfortable, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with the back of his fat hand, and rolled his eyes when he looked up at Yuan Meng, who was coquettish and emotional, "Brother Meng, I don't know which nerve you have is broken, if you don't blow the air conditioner at home on a hot day, it's cool, your old man pulled me to the river to get nervous." It's still stormy, and the sun is almost baking my brothers. ”

Yuan Meng glanced back at Jiang Ping, couldn't help but laugh, the bright big eyes looked around, steaming, the trees were screaming hysterically, and even the aquatic plants by the river were wilting one by one, only the cotton peaches in the cotton field were smiling. Nima seems to have not rained in more than a month.

"Chubby, shall we go down to the river for a swim?"

"My brother, now that the river can boil eggs, do you dare to go down to the river? I'll go back, make up for sleep, I don't know why, I've been dreaming about mining these nights. ”

"Alas, Chubby, this is a dream of fortune, hurry up and buy a lottery ticket. Yuan Meng waved his hand, "Let's go, buy a lottery ticket, and my brother will also touch your light." ”

Jiang Ping stood up with the tree pole and patted the dust behind his buttocks, "The fortune of the fart, the guardian guards in the dream rode the fierce beasts one by one, and they scared me to death." It's hot to death, I'm leaving, you're not going back?"

Yuan Meng also sat down against the tree, not interested in Jiang Ping's dream. Shaking his head, "Yanyun asked me to review together in the afternoon, I helped Aunt Fang finish her work and sneak out, and I had to listen to her nagging when I went back, it was uncomfortable, buddy had to hide if he could hide from the first day of junior high school." After saying that, this rather handsome guy had a loveless expression on his face.

There was a beautiful woman who accompanied her to review her homework and actually escaped, Jiang Ping rolled her eyes at this guy twice, "My mouth is also dry, I'll go back to drink water and leave." Raise your spirits, and school will officially start tomorrow. ”

Watching Jiang Ping walk away with his fat body, looking at Jiang Ping's back, Yuan Meng felt as if he had lost a little weight, so he joked and said, "Little fatty, if you continue to mine at night, you can lose weight and lose weight." Jiang Ping didn't stop, and raised his middle finger behind him. Yuan Meng was bored, picked up a thin branch and teased the ants swimming under the roots, and after a while, he fell asleep in a daze.

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Yuan Meng, who was asleep, walked on the bank of a river that seemed to be as narrow as the river in front of the school. Every time he stood by this river, Yuan Meng felt clear-headed. The river seemed to be clear and turbid, and seemed to flow rapidly and slowly, beckoning him to go down as if it had a spirit. In particular, there is a mysterious purple-red fruit like an apple floating in the river, which is particularly eye-catching. He was all too familiar with this dream, because it had been repeated many times lately, both at night and during the day, and he walked on the shore looking at the fruit in the same scene. Maybe the reason why the temperature is particularly hot today, he wanted to eat the fruit with a dry mouth, so he jumped into the river, easily reached out and grabbed the fruit, looked at the fruit in his hand, didn't know, and sniffed it with his nose, an indescribable fragrance spread from the fruit, Yuan Meng suddenly felt refreshed, he was about to take a bite, the fruit in his hand had turned into a ray of golden light into his eyebrows, and Yuan Meng, who was stunned, suddenly felt a huge amount of information surging in his mind. Yuan Meng's eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and the whole person was floating in the river like a big character. Yuan Meng knew that he was just like the male protagonists in the fantasy novels he had read, and he was receiving a kind of inheritance. He had read many fantasy immortal cultivation novels, but he didn't expect that he would also be lucky. When the male protagonists in the novel suddenly accept the inheritance of information, the huge pain of all colors makes the male protagonist die. But how can his brain not feel pain, but he wants to sing warmly and comfortably? In particular, the aura in the river water keeps washing over his body, making him full of a sense of strength, and he has a feeling of returning to simplicity and being reborn. Astonished, ecstatic, Nyima and ancestors, don't wake up from this dream, don't wake up if you don't wake up, you won't wake up, you won't wake up, you won't wake up......

Time flowed quietly like a river, Yuan Meng didn't know how long it was, after he received all the information, he already knew that this fruit was the Xuanmeng Soul Fruit, it was a dream, in fact, it should be called the Dream Continent, it was the Xuanmeng Soul Tree in the top secret of the Dream Continent, it bloomed for thousands of years, and it took 10,000 years to bear fruit. The Xuanmeng Soul Tree was conceived by the Dantian of the Great Immortal Xuanmeng Venerable for hundreds of millions of years, and then opened up the Dream Continent and was planted in the top secret place of the Dream Continent. The Dream Soul Tree only bears one fruit at a time. When the fruit is ripe, it will appear in the Dream Continent in various ways, looking for someone who is destined for it. If there is no fate within a thousand years, the Xuan Soul Fruit will dissipate in the soul river. And the one who obtains the fruit is the disciple of the Venerable Xuanmeng, and will obtain all the peerless learnings of the Venerable. At the same time, he also knew that the world, the heavens and the earth, there are all kinds of interfaces, and all kinds of rare and strange fruits are everywhere. And the people who have adventures in their dreams are innumerable in the long river of history. And many of them are only known to the world at the end. Those who obtain the Xuan Dream Soul Fruit naturally become the guardian of the Dream Continent, that is, the master of the Dream Realm. Yuan Meng is the sixty-sixth guardian of the dream world for hundreds of millions of years.

Yuan Meng wandered through the massive amount of information contained in the Xuanmeng Soul Fruit, and was surprised that there were hundreds of millions of kilometers in the Dream Realm, mainly inhabited by human races, demon races, soul races and other minority groups. All kinds of rare and exotic beasts are all over the Dream Continent. However, Yuan Meng still had a devotion to the Xuanmeng Venerable's martial arts Xuanmeng Slashing Divine Technique (also known as Xuanmeng Soul Technique, Xuanmeng Soul Technique. As well as alchemy and medical skills are the most interested, of course, this is influenced by those fantasy cultivation novels, all kinds of skills in the body, and then return to school, into the society., not as much as you want! Thinking of Ouyang Yanyun, the head of the Ouyang Yanyun Ouyang class, who grew up in the same yard with himself from childhood to adulthood, and always had the same class and table from elementary school to high school, thinking of her earnest and contemptuous teachings, a cheap smile rippled on Yuan Meng's handsome face......

After receiving all the information, Yuan Mengji had grasped the general situation of the dream world, and at the same time, he also knew that the time ratio between the dream world and the earth was as high as an astonishing 1000:1. In the past, listening to the old man tell mythological stories, I often sighed that one day in the sky, the world has been thousands of years. It seems that there is no need for human beings to envy the immortality of immortals, a hundred years of life is like a dream world that has lived for 100,000 years. The cycle of heavenly dao, all kinds of rules and laws have their own reason. Yuan Meng is the guardian of the Dream Continent and the master of the Dream Continent, the Dream Continent with a radius of hundreds of millions of kilometers seems to exist in his mind, anywhere, and can be reached with a single movement of his mind. Of course, this is the magic of the Xuanmeng Soul Fruit! He can also go back and forth between the dream world and real life at any time. While happy, he found a big problem, although he is the master of the dream world and has the right to control everything, he can only be an unsung hero, the person behind the scenes. The people of the Dream Continent don't know that there is a realm master in the dream world. What about the flowers, what about the applause, what about the wealth and the beautiful women, everything had nothing to do with him, and Nima had no followers. Can't you make a little divine beast, or play with the machine spirit??? Yuan Meng is very disappointed!

Just when Yuan Meng was depressed and shouted that Venerable Xuanmeng was cheating, in the distant interstellar space, there were two old men with fairy wind bones, one sitting cross-legged on the back of a turtle-like giant beast, and the other riding a crane on the side, staring at the starry sky with a smile, that deep gaze, as if not affected by time and space, staring at the dream world. The old man riding the crane said: "Venerable Xuanmeng, when the chaos first opens and all the Buddhas gather, His Holiness remembers the suffering of all people, and begins to open up this pure land, and may the souls of all beings inside and outside the realm be sharpened for goodness here." Billions of years have passed, and now the dream world has been divided into good and evil, and the catastrophe is coming. ”

"Good, this calamity has lasted for a long time, and the way of heaven is difficult to violate. The first sixty-five disciples and forty-nine disciples have achieved complete merit and have crossed the tribulation of the Flying Immortals. The sixteen disciples have no good thoughts, evil thoughts are in the body, and the body is dead. Now this son and I have formed a relationship, I hope this son will stick to the heart of the Dao, be dedicated to goodness, try his best to protect the world, and survive the future calamities safely. ”

"Daoist friends act, be cautious, and always leave a spare hand. ”

"One side of the pure land, the safety of all people, can not be done. "Venerable Xuanmeng, who was sitting on top of the Divine Tortoise, had words in his mouth, shook the dust in his hands, and three rays of light flew out......

At this time, Yuan Meng, who was still asleep, didn't know that there were three rays of light hidden in the center of his eyebrows, and he didn't know that he had embarked on the road of immortal cultivation to bid farewell to mortals.