When he was a child, the Yuezhou Pavilion, the roof of the three major halls in the nave, Wang Ming was hidden in the dark, and Zhang Xiaju stood on the roof ridge and looked at the cultivation dream.

Half an hour passed, Zhang Xiaju stopped cultivating and shook his head.

"What, no?" Wang Ming frowned slightly.

"The divine light is too strong. ”

Wang Ming knew that this was the result.

The two of them went up to the roof, and a divine light rushed into the sky in the middle of the night.

This divine light is different from other divine lights, with a faint purple aura.

Not only the Yuezhou Pavilion, but also the highest roofs of other buildings will also have a divine light rising to the sky.

This is not the divine light of the individual, but the divine light of the kingdom represented by the building, or the light of national fortune to be precise.

Since the beginning of the Nine Kingdoms of China, the pavilions of the countries have been located here, and over time, the pavilions have been condensed with the light of national fortune.

In addition to the divine light in the building, there are countless divine lights from far and near outside the building.

The mainstream of the dreams that Zhang Xiaju wants to cultivate is the dreams of ordinary people, and under so many divine lights, large and small, ordinary dreams are not at all faint, because it is difficult for her to cultivate like usual.

Do you want to change places?

No, I just came to the imperial capital and I am not familiar with the place, where to go at this time? More importantly, the imperial capital has implemented a curfew, and I am afraid that some unforeseen things will happen when I go out at this time.

Zhang Xiaju's expression was a little annoyed, she could feel the dreams of thirty or forty miles around, but under the cover of divine light and the qi of the imperial capital, it was difficult to condense it. She tried many times, but the effect was not good, and she thought of the big words she had said before she came - the Great Dream Cave Heaven can be opened in the imperial capital. Now it seems that she is the one who thinks the problem simple.

"Senior sister, I haven't said I'm sorry yet. ”

At this moment, Wang Ming suddenly spoke.

"What?" Zhang Xia raised her eyes in confusion.

"That's what I did to you on the boat. ”

Zhang Xia's cheeks suddenly turned crimson, what are you doing with that?

"In a hurry, I don't know what to do, if there is an offense, forgive me. ”

Zhang Xia said: "If you don't say it, senior brother, I will forget." ”

"You forgot that it was your business, I have to apologize to you for my Meng Lang actions, I think it was your first kiss. ”

"First kiss, does that matter?" Zhang Xiaju was a little annoyed, and now that he was in trouble cultivating Mengmang, he didn't want to do anything with these idle stories. Zhang Xiaju is not exactly angry, what is the first kiss?

Wang Ming smiled and said, "That's very good. ”

"What?" Zhang Xiaju was a little confused.

"It's good to have a mindset that doesn't take it personally. ”

Zhang Xia's eyes lit up, the words of the senior brother have a deep meaning.

The light of the imperial capital's dreams was faint and imperceptible, and she was impatient, under such circumstances, how could she cultivate as before? In an instant, Zhang Xiaju felt that her body and mind had undergone very subtle changes, as if she could see and hear farther, those faint dreams were still faint, but they seemed to be clearer.

"The so-called dream should be the condensation of other people's dreams, so what dreams do you have?"

Zhang Xiaju was stunned when she heard this, and fell into deep thought.

"Have you ever seen your own dreams?"

"Look at your own dreams?" Zhang Xiaju shook her head, thinking about it carefully, she really hadn't seen her dreams, and this was actually a problem she had been ignoring.

"What about your dreams?" Wang Ming's voice carried a strange charm, as if to urge people to sleep. However, Zhang Xiaju also felt that there was another Wang Ming at this moment, who was looking at him with a smile. And this kind of visualization made half of Zhang Xia's body and mind seem to fall asleep with Wang Ming's words, but the other half of her body and mind woke up because she saw Wang Ming "laughing" at her.

Wang Ming does have another attitude in his heart, and that is because "What dreams do you have" reminds him of a singing variety show he watched in the past, and this is what his mentor often says.

Wang Ming was amused by what he said, and because he couldn't let Zhang Xiaju notice it, he held back, so he had some personality "splits". Wang Ming didn't know that a woman's intuition was terrifying, and he had already noticed this, and he didn't know that his mentality had caused Zhang Xiaju to accidentally enter a state of "half-dreaming and half-waking".

"My dream is to make everyone in the world realize their dreams. ”

Although he felt half Wang Ming looking at her with a "joking" smile, Zhang Xiaju couldn't help but say it.

Everyone has their own death hole, Zhang Xiaju feels that this is her death hole, afraid of being asked "what dreams do you have".

Wang Ming's expression was solemn, and the personality "split" disappeared, and said, "Then how can you do it?"

"yes, how can I do that?" Zhang Xiaju muttered to herself.

In fact, when Wang Ming said the first sentence to Zhang Xiaju, he didn't know what to do, he just knew that Zhang Xiaju's mentality was not good, and he had to help her adjust her mind.

Now that he is somewhat clear, he also understands that what he is doing now seems to be on the road to "hypnotizing" Zhang Xiaju.

"You should first form your own dreams. Wang Ming subconsciously blurted out, "Let your dreams get bigger and brighter, just like the sun, so that the stars revolve around you." ”

Zhang Xiaju didn't speak again, as if thinking about what Wang Ming said, and the whole person showed a very strange posture.

Wang Ming felt weird because he felt wrong, and he was stunned for a while before he realized that Zhang Xiaju's face had changed: half of his face was still the same, the other half of his face had slightly closed eyes, and the muscles on his face were relaxed, as if he was asleep.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in Wang Ming's mind, and he understood.

If he doesn't fall asleep, Zhang Xiaju's dreams won't be formed, and if he doesn't wake up, Zhang Xiaju won't be able to see his dreams, let alone make them bigger and stronger.

Accidentally seems to be the key to the big dream method, today Director Yang is a tour guide, and Wang Ming now feels that he is really expected to become a mentor.

Not long after, Zhang Xia raised the top of her head and gave birth to a dream, just like a colorful soap bubble, and in that soap bubble Wang Ming actually saw himself, and then there were many dolls, firewood, rice, oil, salt and the like......

What's going on?

Wang Ming looked again, he disappeared, and the doll also disappeared, as if the chalk words on the blackboard were suddenly erased by the blackboard.

What's going on here?

Wang Ming said in his heart, isn't this kind of dream also good? Why erase it? Could it be that dreams can also be corrected?

Dreams are indeed very mysterious, and in psychology there is the interpretation of dreams, as well as related psychoanalysis, which is also very mysterious. And there are many types of dreams, and dreams are the most positive one of them.

The poor want to become rich;

The creep wants to become a general;

The oil seller wants to be his wife;

......

What about Zhang Xiaju's dream?

Wang Ming suddenly felt an aura similar to immortal qi, which was felt from Zhang Xiaju's dream.

A world that is real and not imaginary, where everyone's dreams can come true.

What a big dream, Wang Ming said in his heart.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaju's dream became bigger and brighter, and it rose directly to a height of fifty or sixty zhang in the sky, like a bright moon.

Miracles, appeared!