In the dream, it is still the square paved with countless square bluestone slabs.

The majestic palace in the distance disappeared again, and the farthest part of the field of vision was still the bluestone slab......

"Well, if it's gone, it's gone. Wang Meng casually glanced into the distance, and then sat down.

As soon as he sat down, countless black, transparent figures appeared. On each square bluestone slab stood a black transparent figure. As usual, they sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate, and Wang Meng also vomited with their cultivation.

That little bit of fluorescence once again covered the sky in the dream, and with Wang Meng's breathing rhythm, it entered Wang Meng's body and came out again. It's just that what Wang Meng, who is immersed in cultivation, doesn't know is that every time he breathes out this time, there is no longer only a little fluorescence entering his body, but a few fluorescent spots converge into a small ball, and then he inhales it.

When I opened my eyes, it was still a bluestone square.

"Well, I knew I wasn't 'awake'. So what will happen this time? Why are you still here?" Wang Meng opened his eyes and found that he was still in a dream, and he didn't feel any surprise. It's just that the next moment, he found that those black transparent figures that should have disappeared with the end of cultivation were still there. Moreover, they all stood up again.

Wang Meng looked at this scene very puzzled and surprised. But, just in his guess. I saw that those black transparent figures raised their right arms in unison, and then spread their right hands outstretched. Next, a scene that surprised Wang Meng even more appeared.

I saw that those bits of fluorescence that should have appeared only when the black transparent figure and his own cultivation appeared again, and they filled the sky and shimmered. Then the fluorescence of the entire sky moved, heading towards the many black transparent figures below. They converged on the outstretched right hand of the black transparent figure, and gradually formed a ......

Composed of a sword!

The black, transparent figure stood still, gripping the sword made of these specks of fluorescent. Then he made a sword move.

Scare!

Wang Meng was very surprised, what is the situation?

Before he could come back to his senses, there was a long sword composed of those fluorescent points of light floating in front of him.

Subconsciously, Wang Meng reached out and grabbed the fluorescent long sword. Start cold, if substantial. As soon as Wang Meng held the sword, all the black transparent figures moved, and they began to practice a set of swordsmanship.

As they began to move, the 'mouth' appeared on the black transparent skull, and this time they began to recite a set of sword techniques.

The voice was still Wang Meng's own voice, but Wang Meng knew that it was read by those black and transparent figures. As this set of sword tricks was read by the black transparent figure, Young Master Wang couldn't help but read it along. Still, this sword technique was the same familiar to him as the mantra of the set of exercises he practiced in his dreams every day, as if it was engraved in his mind.

The black transparent figure danced the sword as they recited it, and when they had finished dancing the first sword, they began to dance a second time. And this time, Wang Meng also danced with the fluorescent long sword in his hand.

On the vast bluestone square, I don't know how many black transparent figures there are, and among them is Wang Meng. Uniform movements, picking, splitting, stabbing, teasing, pointing, pause, and breaking are presented one by one......

......

A white and slender finger lightly touched Wang Meng's cheek, then poked, and then poked hard. Finally, another finger appeared, and two fingers pinched the skin of Wang Meng's cheek and twisted it vigorously......

"Ah......h

"Hmph, little lazy worm, how long do you have to sleep?" a soft snort appeared in Wang Meng's ears.

The voice was very soft, but it made Young Master Wang completely sober up, because he already knew who the owner of the voice was.

Sure enough, when I looked up, I saw the beautiful mask......

Just when Wang Meng was about to shout 'Aunt Pei', he suddenly glanced at Pei Hongyue's head, where there was a hazy cloud of luck. This air fortune group is very unclear, but it is very large, and the color cannot be seen clearly......

When Wang Meng was about to stare at the luck of these grandmasters and masters, he suddenly felt as if his eyes had been pricked by needles, and the pain made him immediately close his eyes.

"Ahh Because the pinprick in his eyes is becoming more and more obvious, no, it's not pins and needles anymore, but someone is digging out his eyeballs with his fingers.

"Hee...... Brother Meng, are you still coming with me?" Pei Hongyue stood beside Wang Meng's bed, watching Wang Meng roll and cry out in pain. At first, I thought that Wang Meng was pretending to be cheating, but after a while, I saw countless tears in Wang Meng's hands covering his eyes. Immediately felt that Wang Meng seemed to have really had an accident?

Pei Hongyue raised her hand suddenly, her fingers flicked, and several rays of true qi were ejected and slammed into Wang Meng's body.

After those rays of true qi entered Wang Meng's body, Wang Meng stopped rolling around, and his voice gradually became smaller. After another while, Wang Meng seemed to lose his strength, and his hand fell from his face. I saw that at this time, Young Master Wang's face was full of tears, and a pair of eyes were looking at the ceiling intently. But the whites of the eyes were red, frighteningly red.

Pei Hongyue leaned down, looked at Wang Meng's eyes carefully, slapped his hand on Wang Meng's head again, and sent a few true qi over.

Finally, Wang Meng blinked his eyes lightly, looked at Pei Hongyue, and continued: "Aunt Pei, why did you turn red......

......

Pei Hongyue retreated, and the maid Ling'er came in, followed by Ah San, who was still holding a pill in his hand.

"Young Master, your eyes ......" Ling'er looked at Wang Meng, whose eyes were terribly red, and said with some fright.

Ah San sighed, handed the pill to Wang Meng, brought him another glass of water, and then said, "This is the ...... that Master Pei Lou asked you to eat."

Wang Meng looked at Ling'er, looked at Ah San, and then shook his head helplessly, and then swallowed the pill into his stomach. At this time, Wang Meng looked red in front of him. In his eyes, the whole world was blood-red, as if he had entered the Shura Hell.

Only he knows that it is not because of any illness or that something has gone wrong in his practice. It was because he had previously forcibly wanted to see Pei Hongyue's qi fortune group size and color.

At this time, he realized that his pair of 'luck eyes' could only look at the luck of people who were not too much different from his own strength. Like Pei Hongyue Zhu Wenyan and other grandmasters, he can see a vague general idea from a distance, but he can't look closely, and when he looks at it, he will almost be blind like just now......