"Great wishes, this thing can help you stay awake in your dreams."

Kong Xuan handed over a piece of jade pendant in the shape of a person with a blurred face to Bai Yao.

Bai Yao took the jade pendant, thinking that Kong Xuan had received a lot of magic weapons over the years, and he was probably a bit of a collector.

He nodded:

"Thank you, Brother Kong."

Kong Xuan said with a solemn face:

"Dazhu is blessed by humanity, I can't enter your dream, and I hope Dazhu is careful in everything, I will protect the Dharma for you in the outside world."

With that, he stepped lightly on the ground, and the five-colored divine light instantly enveloped the entire pavilion.

Bai Yao sat on the plate and began to mend the sky, carefully refining the great medicine.

It wasn't until his spiritual energy was exhausted that he withdrew from the interior scene, clutched the jade pendant, and immediately fell asleep on the bed.

His consciousness continued to diverge, and it wasn't long before he came to a cloud of mist.

Bai Yao's expression was calm, his mind moved, the mist dispersed, and the scene of crossing the former house appeared in front of him.

In the kitchen, my mother was busy chopping vegetables.

Bai Yao's eyebrows drooped, and he didn't dare to look at it anymore, only to feel that his eyes were full of old things.

After a moment, he whispered:

"Mom, I'm back."

The woman who was cooking heard her son's voice, but she did not hear the door open, and she did not reply:

"How many times have I told you, and my home is not a school, why do I have to go home through the window every time?"

"Hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat, your dad will be back soon."

"Got it, Mom." Bai Yao had emotions on his face that only he knew, and after washing his hands, he sat quietly at the dining table and waited for the meal to start.

After a while, the sound of the door lock turning sounded.

The man who had worked all day pushed the door in.

"My son came back early today."

The man looked at the white medicine in a sacrificial robe, but he didn't feel anything wrong, but threw a roll of posters at him with a smile.

Bai Yao opened it and saw that it was his favorite wrestler.

When the dishes were ready, the family of three began to eat.

Bai Yao was silent, gulping down the rice in the bowl.

The man asked, eating:

"How's it going at school?"

Baiyao swallowed the food and said softly:

"It's okay, everyone listens to me."

When the woman heard this, she smiled and asked:

"Became a cadre?"

Bai Yao nodded, "The student council is the vice president, but the student council basically listens to me." ”

The man laughed out loud after hearing this, "You kid is really an official material." ”

She got up and took a bottle of orange juice from the refrigerator, poured it for the family, and then said:

"Come on, come on, celebrate Xiaoyao becoming a big official!"

Both parents raised their glasses, but Baiyao did not move.

His gaze looked past his mother to the air in the living room.

Pitch-black electric light flickered in the air, and an aura of murderous intent and hatred swept towards the face.

Bai Yao put down the dishes and chopsticks, took out a piece of paper to wipe his mouth clean, and said softly to his parents:

"Dad, Mom, let's just let me die."

The woman frowned and said:

"What do you mean when you're dead? How can you say ......"

"Roar—"

A hideous, bloody beast roared out of the air, shaped like a giant dog, with a vivid human face on its body, and its expression was struggling, obviously suffering greatly.

The man turned around and was startled, and although his teeth were chattering, he still protected his wife and children.

More and more evil beasts appeared, smashing the coffee table and collapsing the walls, and there were more than a dozen of them, staring at Bai Yao.

The woman rushed into the kitchen out of nowhere, picked up the kitchen knife, stood with her husband tremblingly, and did not forget to turn back and shout:

"Son, run!"

Bai Yao sighed imperceptibly and whispered into the air:

"Fuyao."

"Jingle Bell"

The melodious sound of bells rang in the dream.

A gentle streamer landed on Bai Yao's right shoulder, and a veiled woman emerged from nothingness.

She is like a fairy flying in the mural, dancing in the air with a graceful posture, and a pair of golden eyes add a bit of mystery to her.

There was a breeze in the living room, and the leg bones of the beasts were instantly torn off by the wind, and they let out a terrible scream.

Fuyao fell behind Bai Yao and chuckled:

"Is that all that?"

Bai Yao bowed his head and asked:

"Can you find the person behind me?"

Fuyao walked to the living room, unhurriedly observed the modern creations around him, and replied:

"The wind records everything in the world, and if you follow the trail, you can find the enemy behind the scenes."

"I can't appear in reality, but when the enemy attacks you through dreams, it also opens a door for me to interfere with reality."

Under the translucent veil, the stunningly beautiful woman looked at Bai Yao's parents.

The woman stammered:

"God...... Immortal. ”

Fuyao walked briskly in front of the couple, bowed slightly, and said:

"Hello uncle and aunt, I am the wind god of Dashang, created by humanity with the help of white medicine, and his personality and figure appearance come from his imagination of a perfect woman."

She took the couple's hand and said with a smile:

"In short, I'm your son's teenage fantasy girlfriend."

Bai Yao's mind moved slightly, and the dream collapsed.

All that was left was immobile beasts and a thick mist, and cracks in the void.

Seeing this, Fuyao frowned and said:

"I haven't spoken much to them yet."

Bai Yao's face was flat, and he said:

"It was a dream."

"I'm going out to clean up the alien gods, let's do it."

“……”

Fuyao pursed his lips under the veil, and then waved his hand slightly, and the evil beasts on the ground scattered with the wind.

She walked to the gap in Bai Yao's dream, closed her eyes and felt it for a while, until a wisp of wind came from the outside world, and she spoke:

"It's a dream of a fat man with open breasts who lets monsters attack you, has no hair, and although he's laughing, his smile is sinister."

Bai Yao thought for a moment and said lightly:

"It can't be Maitreya, right? I don't know how to cultivate. ”

Fuyao tapped the gap with his slender fingertips and smiled:

"Since he is an immortal, let him feel the real wind."

"Wind?" Bai Yao was puzzled: "If Maitreya is a golden immortal who has attained the Great Luo Dao Fruit, will he also be afraid of the three calamities?" ”

Fuyao's fingertips let out a wisp of soft wind that concealed murderous intentions, explaining:

"My wind is used to kill him, not to test his Dao fruit."

The soft breeze burrowed through the cracks and vanished.

Seeing this, Bai Yao nodded to Fuyao:

"Thank you."

With that, he woke up with the help of the humanoid jade pendant.

"That's it?"

Kong Xuan saw Bai Yao's eyes open and asked.

Bai Yao found that Kong Xuan didn't notice the means of Fuyao, and he was surprised in his heart, so he got up and said lightly:

"It's still taught in the West, but this time it should teach them a lesson."

"Oh?" Kong Xuan was surprised: "It's a humanitarian secret method again?" ”

Bai Yao got up, walked to the window, looked at the quiet night sky, and said:

"Are the Great Luo Immortals afraid of the wind?"

"Three plagues? Isn't that the calamity that the Heavenly Dao Cycle has descended on the Immortals? Can humanity be used? ”

Kong Xuan was surprised.

When Bai Yao heard this, he also felt that something was not right, Fuyao was completely born out of humanity, how did he use the Heavenly Dao Category of Enlightenment?

He thought about it for a moment, ready to find time to ask Fuyao.

"I don't know, but the wind did let it out."

Kong Xuan pondered for a moment and replied:

"Da Luo is the only one and eternal, it will not be destroyed after thousands of catastrophes, and the three flowers gather at the top of the five qi dynasties is the foundation of the foundation, that is, those who have a first glimpse of Da Luo can easily survive the three calamities."

Bai Yao asked again:

"What if the wind is not a test, but a murder?"

Kong Xuan was stunned, this question obviously touched his knowledge blind spot:

"Huh?"