The vast majority of people have dreams, and dreams do not appear for no reason, and rarely appear in our minds for no reason something that we have never seen before. Because dreams change according to what we usually see and hear, we will see many people and things in our dreams, but they appear in a very magical state.

I've used to cast super dreams in the state of the Awoken, and I can even change the other person's past.

However, I used the power of space, space, and the world.

However, there is a group of people who can harness the power of dreams just like me, but they are not the chosen ones, they are dream makers.

I once watched a movie, made abroad, in which many people can use scientific methods to enter other people's minds and subconscious through dreams, and manipulate other people's minds.

Of course, it's a movie, and it's science.

It's just that the Dream Makers in our cultivation world are far more powerful than this group of foreigners, they are the branch of the Illusion Realm Masters, but they are equally broad and profound, because the dream realm is unstable, and being able to wander in the shattered world of consciousness requires very superb skills.

As a result, there is no such kind of dreamer in today's world, and dreams are safe for mortals today.

However, what I didn't expect was that in this competition of the Hundred Clans Battle, we would meet a master dreamer.

A young man from the Wu clan, it's just that he didn't take off the hood on his head when he stepped onto the competition platform, and I even thought he was an old man at one point, and almost protested to the referee.

When he took off the hood on his head, I saw a young and ordinary face, some pale skin, a public face, very thin, very calm, but there was already a faint twilight on his body, as if standing in front of me was not a teenager, but an old man who had been weathered, from his eyes I could see a faint melancholy, see through everything in the world.

"Hello, my name is Mengxun, and I'm from the Wu Clan."

He showed a faint smile and looked at the sea of ice standing in front of him, like a senior looking at a young man.

"Sea of ice."

Binghai replied simply, arched his hand to Mengxun, and took a step back, he obviously felt that this young man was different, that extraordinary calmness.

"Do you like to dream?"

Mengxun suddenly asked, after this sentence was said, it made us all feel very strange, why did we suddenly mention such a sentence in the game.

Binghai, this guy is a cold-faced killer, so naturally he won't answer Mengxun's words.

He raised his hand, and all the cold breath came up from all directions, surrounding the dream seeker, as long as the ice sea gave an order, these cold breaths would engulf the dream seeker.

"You don't like to dream very much, it seems. But it doesn't matter, the old man will let you have a long sweet dream and keep you awake. ”

Mengxun smiled slightly, this smile was very vicissitudes, his body turned slightly, as if he was dancing, as if he was starting some ritual.

"Frozen."

Binghai is not a good-natured person, he will not wait for Mengxun to completely complete the spell, and then fight hard with the other party, Binghai is not a hero, and he has no hero complex.

The icy aura on the competition platform quickly surged towards Mengxun, surrounding Mengxun and freezing Mengxun into a solid ice cube in an instant.

The Xuan Ice created by the icy aura of the Ice Sea is not something that can be broken by a simple aura, at least it requires the same cultivation as the Ice Sea to break the blockade of this Xuan Ice.

Moreover, at the moment when the Xuan Ice shattered, the aura around the frozen person would pause for a few seconds, which was very deadly, so even when Bai Fan fought with the Ice Sea, he didn't dare to be surrounded by his icy aura, otherwise he would definitely lose.

When we saw that Mengxun was frozen by the cold breath of the ice sea, we naturally thought that the overall situation was decided, and this second game was won.

Obviously, Binghai also thought so, he shook the big gun behind him, and was ready to step off the competition platform.

However, at this moment, we saw Mengxun's body begin to move, and then as if he was not trapped at all, he walked out of the ice step by step, as if he were walking on the ground, as if the ice no longer existed.

"Piercing the wall!"

That was my first reaction, but I knew that it was impossible to penetrate the ice of the sea of ice.

At this moment, we realized that this dream is not simple.

My next reaction was, could it be that some old guy from the Wu clan took the body of a junior in the clan to participate in the competition and escaped the inspection of the Mending Heaven clan?

I hurriedly walked to the referee and the host, but was stopped by the murderer.

"Don't doubt it, boy, this Mengxun is indeed a young man."

The gentleman killer gave me an affirmative answer.

"But why does he have such an old Chen expression, such an old-fashioned movement, and even the Xuan Ice of the Ice Sea can't block his actions?"

I asked three questions in quick succession.

"If you have been asleep in a dream for hundreds of years, and you have spent tens of thousands of years in your dream, you will be as old as him."

The words of the gentleman surprised me.

Dream Xun is actually a dreamer? And a top dreamer!

Every monk who becomes a dreamer goes through a very big difficulty in life, and we become awakened.

That is, after the dreamer has practiced to a certain extent, he will be inspired by some kind of underworld, and they will suddenly become drowsy one day, and finally fall into a deep sleep and fall into a dream.

This is a test, the dreamer sleeps in the dream for a second longer, and when he wakes up, he will become stronger, and the danger is that many dreamers fall into a deep sleep and never wake up again, they are lost in endless dreams and cannot extricate themselves, and they can no longer come back.

As far as I know, it is recorded in the ancient books I saw in the Nine Heavens Ten Thousand Blessings Palace that China's once strongest dreamer, Zhuangzi, incarnated as a butterfly and floated in the dream realm for tens of thousands of years, and when he woke up, he not only became a thinker, but also became a powerful dreamer in the cultivation world.

What I didn't expect was that the boy in front of me had been sleeping in a dream for 10,000 years!

After Binghai saw Mengxun walk out of the Xuanbing without hindrance, his face changed slightly, but his cold expression did not change, and he looked at Mengxun calmly.

"Sleep, I've made up a very beautiful dream for you."

Mengxun kept walking towards the sea of ice, and the sea of ice retreated step by step, constantly hitting all kinds of ice power, but none of them could hit Mengxun, and Mengxun's body was as if there was no entity, and the attacks of the sea of ice were all in vain.

The scene suddenly became passive.

Mengxun's pace was not fast, but with each step it seemed as if the earth was shrinking, and he was getting closer and closer to the sea of ice, and finally, he stood in front of the sea of ice.

At this moment, he smiled indifferently again, revealing a huge black shadow behind him, this is the totem of the witch clan he believes in, I can't see what kind of totem this is, but the slightest ethereal feeling emanating from its body is obviously extraordinary.

"My totem will lead you into a peaceful sleep, and you will receive eternal peace."

The black shadow behind Mengxun rushed forward and entangled Binghai's body. Binghai wanted to get rid of it, but it was entangled tighter, at this time, Mengxun smiled and watched Binghai feel sleepy and tired a little, and finally fell to the ground under the entanglement of the black shadow, and began to fall asleep.

This scene amazed the audience around him.

Mengxun put away the black shadow, smiled at the host, and quietly waited for the host to announce his victory.

The host was about to walk onto the competition platform, but we saw Binghai stretch out his hands and get up from the ground.

"Why did you wake up early?"

There was a hint of surprise on Mengxun's face.

"Because I don't have dreams."

Binghai raised his hand, and the cold aura struck again, only this time the cold aura that hit was even colder.

"It's useless, young man......"

In the middle of Mengxun's words, he saw that his body was rapidly freezing, and he wanted to get out of it, but found that his feet had been frozen and he couldn't take a step.

"How so?"

Mengxun's face was full of surprise.

"I can even freeze the aura, you rely on dreams to void your body, this trick is useless to me, my master, much more than you."

Binghai pinched his five fingers, and the icy breath completely froze the dream, this time it was a real freeze.

The host waited several minutes before coming up to the stage and announcing the victory of the sea of ice.

I saw Binghai turn around and walk off the stage, but when he walked off the stage, his eyes were closed, and when he passed by me and my lover, he said softly to me: "One day, I will let Murong Feiniao wake up in the real world, not in my dreams." ”

I turned my head and saw him swaying his body slightly, I knew that this dream might be a dream for him, but I also knew that Binghai was a person with great perseverance, he could distinguish between dreams and reality......