At the small exchange meeting, many people took out the trade and exchanged the spoils obtained from the big array. Dream spent most of his time shopping, and didn't buy or exchange it.

Wu Hao has not rested and cultivated in the past few days, he is also out every day, and his people and eyes have always seemed to follow the dream.

What Wu Hao sees every day is the back of Zhimeng, and her back has been engraved in the deepest part of his heart. This indescribable love made the strongest man in the future world full of bitterness and bitterness in his youth.

Dream didn't know anything about it, she hadn't been able to adjust to it all, the killing and blood had always been in her head, heart, and dreams.

She can't go back, she can't be a normal person, she can't be a normal cultivator. Whether these dangerous killings and the blood in the sky will accompany her for the rest of her life, she still doesn't know.

But now she is being tortured every day, unable to get rid of it, unable to go back to the past. The last dream had to be compromised, and she compromised with the situation, allowing these visions to remain with her.

And what she should do is to accept and get used to this, the dream is painful at first, but after a little more time, she slowly gets used to the existence of these scenes.

I have learned to accept and get used to it, and it seems that the dream has returned to normal people. She now comes out every day to distract herself from her energy and attention.

The exchange meeting is the best opportunity, and the crowd can really distract some of yourself.

At this time, Zhimeng was looking at the things on the stand in front of her, such a good magic weapon, a high-level offensive magic weapon, a rare good thing, only ten bottles of medium-grade Qi Gathering Pill, cheap to get home.

Zhimeng fumbled with her storage bag, and there weren't so many medium-grade Qi Gathering Pills at all. When she was at her richest, she didn't have so many medium-grade pills, and although the price was ridiculously cheap, she really couldn't afford it.

Zhimeng somehow remembered the meeting gift that Wu Hao gave to Zhilan, a bottle of high-level Qi Gathering Pill. If it was on the battlefield before, if she had a high-level Qi Gathering Pill, then she wouldn't have to fill her mouth with a whole Qi Gathering Pill like on the battlefield.

She immediately thought that Wu Hao had confessed to Zhilan when he gave the pill, and she would take the pill at the critical moment such as promotion. Not only did he shake his head, but thinking about Wu Hao's status in the sect, he couldn't eat high-grade pills indefinitely.

As for the Zhongpin Pill, people like them should have a lot of them in their hands, and they can take the Zhongpin Pill at a critical moment! Unlike themselves, they can only eat a lot of Pinpin Pill at a critical moment.

Zhimeng recalled the situation of fighting with Wu Hao, he really didn't take a lot of pills to replenish his aura like he did.

Thinking of this dream, I blushed a little for myself at that time, and I don't know how Wu Hao would feel when he saw himself like that.

Of course, Wu Hao noticed that Dream was taking a lot of pills, and he was shocked at that time. He had never seen anyone take pills like this, wasn't he afraid of erysipelas?

Looking at the pills she ate again, all of them were low-grade pills, all of which he didn't usually eat. The senior brother said that there are too many impurities in such an elixir, and eating too much will produce toxins in the body, which is not easy to clean up.

Wu Hao can only understand that the status of Zhimeng in the sect is relatively low, there is no worship of the Zhongpin Pill at all, and she can only eat the Pin Dan, after all, she is in the Qi refining period in the battle, and the aura stored in the body is limited, so she can only supplement it with the Dan.

dreamed of what her master had said to her back then, that the master was different, and the treatment was different. Looking at Wu Hao is the best example, thinking about this, Zhimeng shook his head, put aside these thoughts that should not be there, there is no turning back in the world.

Without this experience, without Master's guidance, she may never have understood. If you encounter something again, you will still rely on your enthusiasm, regardless of the goal, and fight for your life regardless of the goal.

I went to see other stalls, there are really a lot of good things here, and almost all of them are exchanged for loot. In order to divert his attention, Dream will look at more ores, and if he can find treasures, how good it would be to absorb the ores for the jade plate.

Now is really a good time, if anyone has loot ore in their hands and doesn't know the price of the ore very well, can she really find a treasure!" Dream thought to increase his interest.

She had been hanging out at this exchange meeting for many days, and she hadn't bought anything once, she just looked at it and felt it.

These are also the things of the dead disciples of the Tibetan faction, and it seems that the dream can smell blood from above. Unless she encounters the ore that the jade plate needs, she has no reason to make a move.

It's a pity that the things that the jade plate needs are really hard to find, until the high-level leaders of the alliance agree to divide the sphere of influence, and the time is more than a month after the end of the battle, Zhimeng has not found any ore that the jade card needs.

The dream was not discouraged, she was originally to distract herself, so she walked around the stalls at the exchange party little by little.

These days, she can't meditate and cultivate, and for Zhimeng, a cultivator, this is the most painful thing.

Others only thought that her previous hard cultivation was to win the battle and increase her chances of survival a little more. There is a reason for this reason.

But after the war, she still wanted to cultivate. Others thought that she had passed the dangerous period, and she didn't have to work hard to cultivate.

But Zhimeng knew that if she didn't relax, she wouldn't be able to cultivate at all. It was a big problem and she didn't know what to do.

I can only do distracting things every day to see if it can be useful. But more than a month has passed, and she is still like that, her eyes are full of blood red when she meditates, and all she can see in front of her eyes is blood, whether she closes her eyes or opens them.

You can also smell blood and burnt barbecue on the tip of your nose, which can drive people crazy. When I started smelling it, I would vomit in my dreams, and after a while, I still had the urge to vomit.

Zhimeng simply stopped sitting, but in his sleep he also had nightmares, all of which were blood sprayed on the battlefield, the loud explosions caused by the self-explosion, and the fluctuations of the diffused aura.

Later, she didn't even sleep, and she often kept her eyes open until dawn. Then go out and walk around, distract yourself, distract your nerves.

I hope that all this will pass as soon as possible, and the young girl will be strong to face a big hurdle in her life. Don't be afraid, first of all, you want to make all this a thing for granted, and since you can't change it, then try to accept it and be at peace with it.

Finally, the top leaders of each faction have distributed their vested interests and future interests, and each faction is ready to return home.

The Tibetan faction will continue to exist, and it will be managed by the alliance of various factions. Disciples are recruited once every ten years, because within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles or even millions of miles, there is only one major sect in the Tibetan faction.

Each faction will send representatives to manage the Tibetan faction together, and set a date for the opening of the mountain next year to accept disciples, and publicize it widely, informing the people within the original jurisdiction of the Tibetan faction to bring suitable children to the sect for assessment.