"System, what is the Na Ling Realm?" , Zhuang Zhoumeng was puzzled, the foundation building period is easy to understand, after all, there will be this realm in every Xiuzhen novel. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Na Ling Realm, according to sectarian information, during the period when the True Immortal Great World was still there, there were no small realms such as Qi Training, Foundation Building, Yudan, Yuan Infant, Transformation God, Human Immortal, Earth Immortal, and Half Heavenly Immortal, and there was only one realm, that is, the Na Qi Realm, because for them, those small realms could be broken through the accumulation of time, so those realms were not put in the eyes of the humans of the True Immortal World at all."

"Huh!" A drop of cold sweat fell. Heartway, such a murderous human being.

"Then what is the realm after the Spiritual Realm?" Zhuang Zhoumeng said curiously.

"Warning, the host authority is enough, but the level is too low, it is not appropriate to know too many things at the upper level, otherwise it will ....."

Suddenly, the system seemed to be blocked, and there was no sound.

"System! Are you there? Zhuang Zhoumeng asked anxiously, after all, the system helped him so much, and even saved himself, although it was only everything he originally set to protect the host, but Zhuang Zhoumeng still kept it all in his heart.

"In," replied in a very monotonous voice.

Whew, a stone in his heart was put down, and Zhuang Zhoumeng asked, "Why didn't you suddenly speak just now?" ”

"The system didn't stop talking just now, it's just that the host level is too low to hear it at all."

"Okay, it's okay if you're okay", as for the realm, Zhuang Zhoumeng is confident that he will break through step by step.

Zhuang Zhoumeng's eyes lowered slightly, and suddenly, a light-colored shield appeared on Zhuang Zhoumeng's body, "This is the dream shield!"

Dream shield,Composed of the power of dreams,It's a person who arrives at the foundation.,Almost all the means to know.,Of course, this refers to the path of cultivation is a person who cultivates the truth.,If it's similar,,Maybe it can also succeed.,For example, the internal force in the Legend of the Seven Heroes of the Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit.,But if it's a completely different system.,That's not necessarily.。

A punch was thrown, this time Zhuang Zhoumeng did not use the blessing of the God of Dreams, this punch was thrown, and the air seemed to be hit, and it disappeared inch by inch.

"This is because the Three Kingdoms Plane is too fragile, which is why your punch is so powerful." , the system didn't wait for Zhuang Zhoumeng to ask, and had already answered the question that Zhuang Zhoumeng wanted to ask.

"Oh," Zhuang Zhoumeng nodded, he also knew that if the air could be destroyed just during the foundation building period, it would be difficult to predict how strong the realm would be in the future.

"By the way, system, didn't the sect accept disciples during the time I passed out in a coma!" Zhuang Zhoumeng was puzzled, after all, right now, only he could draw the sect mark in the sect.

"After the host fell unconscious, because there was no one in the sect who could draw the sect's mark, the sect did not receive the disciples during this time, but just sent the information over and waited for the host to wake up before collecting it."

"Good"

But what is most needed now is to go to the Three Kingdoms Plane Dream Realm to see what is going on in the Dream Realm.

Zhuang Zhoumeng felt the current state of the divine soul, which was basically immaculate, and the divine soul was actually only overconsumed because of the transformation of the Three Kingdoms Dream Realm, and there was nothing big about it at all.

And then just now, because the Central Dream Realm was penetrated by the Dream of the Three Kingdoms Plane, the Central Dream Realm finally began to grow, and the power was fed back to Zhuang Zhoumeng, which not only completely restored the consumed Divine Soul Power, but also made Zhuang Zhoumeng's Divine Soul out of the mortal level.

Zhuang Zhoumeng's thoughts moved slightly, and his body disappeared.

In the dream, Zhuang Zhoumeng suddenly appeared, "This change....... It's really big," Zhuang Zhoumeng looked around, and now Zhuang Zhoumeng was standing in a pavilion.

The situation of the dream can be said to have undergone earth-shaking changes, first of all, the original earth, gone, turned into a lake, and then the dream lotus that originally grew anywhere in the dream realm is now in full bloom in an orderly manner, as for the pavilion where Zhuang Zhoumeng is, Zhuang Zhoumeng took a cursory look at it, and knew that this should be caused by the line of the golden silk thread drawn by Zhuang Zhoumeng at the end.

But that's okay, and the biggest change, so to speak, is the center of the dream, originally the center of the dream was just a flat land, with a small pit receiving the essence of the power of the dream, but now, the center of the dream has actually become a "snow" mountain of about fifty meters, covered by a white crystal, and is emitting a white gas around.

Zhuang Zhoumeng raised his body and indulged in his energy, although he couldn't fly by himself during the foundation building period, but it was no problem to have a light skill similar to that in martial arts.

Zhuang Zhoumeng picked up his speed, jumped all the way down the aisle outside the pavilion, and soon came to the top of the Snow Mountain.

There are not too many things on the top of the snow-capped mountain, an ice-walled pool, there is nothing in the pool, there is a pillar of light about the thickness of a thigh in the center of the pool, the pillar of light is as high as ten meters, standing tall, I am afraid that the reason why there is nothing in the pool is that it is dry, in the place three meters above the ground, there is a 1.5 meters wide outside, 50 centimeters wide inside the wheel of the big mill, is set on the pillar of light, slowly grinding, grinding golden points of light from all directions, and white gas from the real iceberg.

"This is the original small puddle, then this is the original big grinding disc, but it has become much smaller, and it has changed from a completely illusory state to a slightly condensed appearance." Zhuang Zhoumeng sighed.

"This should be the power of the purified nightmare!" Zhuang Zhoumeng looked at the ice on the iceberg under his feet.

Bending over, poking his fingers, the ice surface shattered, revealing the land, and then twisted up a piece of broken ice, and sensed slightly, "It's so rich in the power of dreams, but", Zhuang Zhoumeng threw down the broken ice, "It's still messy, it's still sharpened, and it's sent to the central dream." ”

Since Zhuang Zhoumeng was instilled by the central dream, he felt what purity and cleanliness is, and he could already say that I disliked the power of dreams with low purity, and I didn't absorb it.

Zhuang Zhoumeng sensed slightly, and now this dream realm is no longer expanding, and it is fixed in ten miles, which is five times more than when it was first opened.

However, Zhuang Zhoumeng sensed the approximate number of dream lotuses in the dream, and then couldn't help but be silent.

"System, how many people are there in the Three Kingdoms Plane now!"

"About three million, of which two million are Han Chinese."

Zhuang Zhoumeng was a little solemn, a whole plane, a huge country, the Han people are only two million, you know, if nothing else, the modern national capital, just a city, there are more than 10 million.

"The head of the horse hangs in front of the man, the car carries the woman, the white bones are exposed in the wild, there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles, there are more than 100 people, and the reading breaks people's intestines," Zhuang Zhoumeng said, which is a poem describing this period.

One step out, Zhuang Zhoumeng left the dream.