Suddenly, the First Dean and the First City Lord had different expressions, and they turned their heads in surprise to look at the mysterious young man on the stone bed, Murong Jiu, Sima Yan, and Qi Ling also felt different, and turned to look at the young man.

Closed the life machine, the mysterious boy entered the ethereal state of mind without self and nothing, comprehended the magic stunt - dream god fighting, after three years, he finally had a strange movement, his body was still as motionless as a dead corpse, but a faint shadow flew out from the center of his eyebrows.

This figure is transparent, illusory and weird, not the cultivator's out-of-body primordial spirit or soul, the first dean and the first city lord vaguely guessed that this shadow was the dream image of the mysterious young man.

The mysterious young man Tianzhong Genius faked his death for three years to comprehend the non-existent dream god fight, but he didn't want him to wander the dream image out of his body and create a dream cultivation technique.

Dream cultivation is different from the Yuan Shen Technique and Soul Cultivation Technique, the Yuan Shen and Soul are the foundation for a powerful cultivator to survive in the world, if the Yuan Shen and the Soul are traumatized and destroyed, the cultivator's body will suffer heavy losses, and even lose the True Yuan Cultivation, or the spirit will be destroyed.

Dream cultivation, on the other hand, is the cultivation of a cultivator's spiritual willpower, soul power, and wish power, and the evolution and cultivation in a dream realm. The dream image is more fragile than the spirit and soul, but if the dream image is shattered, it will only hurt the spirit of the cultivator, and there will be no fatal blow, as long as the body is immortal and the spirit and soul are not dispersed, the dream image can evolve again from time to time.

"Murong Jiu, I have comprehended the dream god of the Night Wandering God. The young man's wandering dreams flew to Murong Jiu's approach, and the sound of excited children sounded in his ears.

"Dream God Fight?" Murong Jiu's heart jumped, his original casual words actually made him persist for three years, and he really created it?

"Yes, you come with me, I'll take you to see ......" The young man desperately wanted Murong Jiu to see the results of his comprehension, and his transparent palm grabbed Murong Jiu's wrist.

"Shen Er, where are you going to take me?" was grabbed by the young man's wrist, Murong Jiu just felt the warm touch on his wrist, and he asked in surprise.

"Of course it's my dream, it's gone......"

The young man smiled smugly at Murong Jiu and pulled him to fly towards the stone bed in front of him. Go to the dream? Murong Jiu was suddenly surprised, how could he go to his dream? However, when he turned around, he was shocked to find that his own body was standing there quietly, still maintaining the same demeanor.

The mysterious boy actually pulled out his soul alive?!

"Master......" Sima Yan and Qi Ling suddenly exclaimed, and as they watched, the soul of Murong Jiu's gray figure and the transparent image of the young man's heart dream penetrated into the young man's body together.

The young man's wandering dream outside his body surprised the two old men, and Murong Jiu's ordinary soul also surprised them, staring at Murong Jiu's motionless body, their hearts gave birth to a slight impulse, whether to explore Murong Jiu's strange body again?

"Two masters, our master is fine, right?" Seeing the old man staring at Murong Jiu's body and falling into deep thought, the two girls who were smart enough to have already guessed their intentions, and they spoke.

"He's fine, let's go, let's go find him......"

Finally, the reason of the two old men prevailed, and the supreme divine power that was hidden and not revealed was not beautiful when it was known in detail. In addition, they had a hunch that at this moment, Murong Jiu's body was still full of mysteries, and the investigation would inevitably be fruitless, or even self-defeating.

After doing the protective god forbidden and guarding the body, they immediately flew to the body of the mysterious young man with the souls of Sima Yan and the Seven Spirits.

This is a kilometer-long space, with blue sky, white clouds, green hills, green water lakes, meadows, flowers, and breezes, and it is like a beautiful place to escape from the world.

Suddenly, the surface of the lake cracked, and a nearly ten-meter-long dragon poked its head out, raised its head to the sky and let out a roaring sound, and then sank to the bottom of the water. The sound of the tiger's roar sounded, and a two-meter-long tiger resembling a lion flashed away from Qingshan Gang. A loud eagle chirped, and a two-foot white-headed goshawk streaked across the void...... A paradise of green mountains and green waters, but there are hidden murderous opportunities everywhere.

"Is this a dream?"

Murong Jiu stood on the grass, blinking his eyes, he couldn't believe that this eye-catching opportunity was the product of a young man's dream, but the vitality of their real bodies shocked his vision.

"Shen Er, it's really a ghost in the world. Murong Jiu was sincerely amazed.

It is true that the products in the dream are all illusory forms of human spiritual thoughts, but the mysterious boy enriches the illusory form with flesh and blood, achieves the real product of the spirit, and evolves the state of nature. This has to be said that he has super comprehension, spiritual power, and wishing power, as well as the majestic amount of true yuan power stored in his physical body.

"Miji, where have you been?"

When he first entered the mysterious dream realm, but found that the young man was not by his side, Murong Jiu's heart was uneasy, and he watched vigilantly in all directions, lest any monster suddenly attack his weak soul.

In fact, this is Murong Jiu's thoughts, in the dream of the mysterious boy, all the products here give the young man the spiritual will, whether it is a dragon or a bald goshawk, they can also be said to be another form of existence of the young man, without the mental control of the young man, they will not make an autonomous attack at all.

"Master...... Sima Yan and the Seven Spirits, the First Dean and the First City Lord, the souls of the four of them flew from afar, and of course they were first amazed by the vitality and beauty of this place.

"Two elder brothers, Yanzi and Ling'er are also here......"

In Murong Jiu's soul sight, the souls of the First Dean and the First City Lord have been condensed into real entities, no longer faint shadows, and the natural emanation of soul pressure makes Murong Jiu's soul body feel really suppressed, obviously their true strength is absolutely unfathomable.

And Sima Yan's soul is much weaker, like Murong Jiu's soul, showing a gray color, but her soul shows a kind of woman's grace, and the curves of her body are exquisite.

What attracted Murong Jiu the most was the soul of the Seven Spirits, although she was not completely condensed into an entity, but she exuded a colorful brilliance, showing the strangeness of her Seven-colored Spirit Body.

The reason why the Seven Spirits are the Colorful True Body is because she has a Colorful Soul Body, that is, the Colorful Spirit Ghost has been expelled from the tyranny and ferocity of the Yin Ghost, and because her body is a Spirit Ghost, her soul is more condensed than the souls of Murong Jiu and Sima Yan.

"The two gods of the night tour are really very human. Glancing at a natural form that only had a spirit, the First Dean and the First City Lord sighed.

"Really, sure enough......" Murong Jiu blinked his eyes and said inexplicably.

A healthy horse roared from afar, and the mysterious boy straddled a white horse with the wind, and under the flickering of the white horse's eyes, a pair of huge and white wings suddenly appeared on the two ribs, which was a rare Pegasus form in the world.

The young man's eyes glanced at the soul of the seven spirits, and after exclaiming, "Colorful Ghost Immortal", he no longer paid attention, his enthusiasm for comprehending the divine skills was high, and other things could not affect his mind and thinking at all, and he didn't even look at the souls of the first dean and the first city lord who had condensed into entities.

"Shen Er, you not only gave birth to dragons, lion tigers, and white-headed goshawks, but you also gave birth to Pegasus, you are really a ghostly talent, I admire you. Murong Jiu gave a thumbs up to the young man, really admiring him, his joke made him inspired to create a natural dream.

"At that time, naturally, I was the second ...... of the Night Wandering God, the second of the Night Wandering God" The childlike face of the teenager appeared with pride, but the next second it immediately dimmed, and said: "They are still too weak to fight, it seems that there is still a gap between me and the Night Wandering God." ”

Said to turn his face, he turned his face, and the more he slept, the more he went back...... "Shen Er don't have to be discouraged, the night wandering god back then was not as good as you, he couldn't comprehend the spirit form of aura like Jiaolong and Tianma." ”

"Shen Er, your dream is a piece of nature, you might as well comprehend and think about how to communicate with the nature of heaven and earth, so that these spiritual things can be integrated into the world of heaven and earth, it is said that the night wandering god of the year is also thinking, and it is a little smaller......"

The mysterious young genius Tianzong created a dream realm of nature, how could Murong Jiu dampen his enthusiasm?

Serious praise, suggestive reminders, small stimuli, he took great pains to expect the mysterious boy to create a shocking miracle, and penetrate the natural products in the dream into the great world of the outside world.

"Really, yes, I'm going to get close to the Night Wanderer. The young man's pupils flowed with resolute brilliance, and then his arrogance was rekindled to his heart, and suddenly he smiled slyly and said, "Murong Jiu, there is still a spiritual creature here that you haven't seen, do you want to see it?"

"What kind of spiritual thing?" Murong Jiu naturally showed a curious expression and asked.

Chirp...... The young man raised his head and roared, and a white cloud quickly floated in the distance, and he waved his hand to raise a fresh wind, blowing away the clouds that obscured his vision, revealing the mysterious spirit in it.

Hush~

In the young man's dream, the mysterious spiritual object appeared in front of everyone's eyes, Murong Jiu's pupils dilated suddenly, and he gasped with sneer; Sima Yan and the Seven Spirits' beautiful sandalwood mouths opened, their eyes overflowing with surprise; even the First Dean and the First City Lord, their four white eyebrows jumped twice inadvertently.

Taking in everyone's expressions one by one, the young man raised his head proudly, and a smile appeared on his childish face.

"Amitabha, several donors, poor monks are polite. ”

The clouds cleared, and standing in front of everyone was a monk dressed in tight monk's robes and carrying a stick, apparently a warrior monk. It's just that not only does he not have a single hair on his bald head, but he doesn't even have two sword eyebrows, and what's more, his appearance is the same as Murong Jiu's.

The only difference between him and Murong Jiu is that his whole exudes a kind of resolute and resolute.

"Shen Er, he, this ......" Qi Gen cut off his eyebrows and hair, isn't it the revenge he did against dozens of male students of the Shenwu Academy when he first met the boy? Murong Jiu couldn't smile bitterly, the boy actually dreamed of himself like this.

"Sima Yan, Qi Ling, does he look like Murong Jiu?" the young man asked smugly.

"Like, too much. ”

Whether it is the height and appearance of the monk, or the faint confident smile on the corner of his mouth, and the uninhibited and uninhibited in his eyes, they are all strikingly similar to Murong Jiu. The expressive dream man made the two girls feel strange, as if they also had that kind of intimate feeling for him, and they blurted out involuntarily.