A little blue flame was beating leisurely on the Ming Soul Ancient Lantern Stand, which was the soul medium summoned by the Vena priest from the world. Maybe it was because the flames were blue, Meng Juntong felt that there was a faint sadness on this wisp of soul medium.

Although she has practiced the method of dream-making and dream-weaving since she was a child, she has never been so formal as a soul medium in the world to make up dreams. Every Dream City child, after becoming an adult, will get the corresponding dream job, and only after obtaining the dream job can they be qualified to weave dreams, eat dreams, and steal dreams for the world.

Meng Juntong took a deep breath, held the lamp in both hands, concentrated his energy, and threw his consciousness into the soul lamp in his hand.

The first step in weaving dreams is to 'read the soul'.

As the name suggests, it is to read the soul information of the soul medium, dreams do not come out of thin air, the so-called day thinking, night dreaming, is nothing more than absorbing bits and pieces of fragmented memories from life, and then processing, coherent combination and finally woven into dreams.

Soul reading is the basic skill of all Mengcheng disciples, whether it is the Meng family, the Liu family, the Bai family, all the young disciples, they have to learn to read souls from an early age.

Meng Juntong was naturally familiar with this, and saw a faint rune pattern on her eyebrows, which was the unique soul mark of the Dream Weaver, and it was a bridge to establish a link with the soul medium.

In the eyes of outsiders, the dream weaving platform is calm, but at this moment, Meng Juntong has entered the synaesthesia memory of the dream medium.

Meng Juntong only felt that the white light flashed in front of her, and suddenly a deafening shouting and killing sound rolled in, and the sky-high fire was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes, and now she was in a human battlefield in the midst of a fight.

"It turned out to be a military man," Meng Juntong's perspective at the moment is the perspective of the dream medium, and she can clearly perceive what the dream medium sees, thinks and feels.

In an instant, a large number of memories of the dream medium poured into Meng Juntong's mind.

Yang Chengwu, a first-class soldier of the Yan State Iron Clothes Army, enlisted in the army at the age of 22, fought for 40 years, fought more than 100 battles and killed more than 1,000 enemy soldiers, and can be called a real battlefield butcher.

Five years ago, Yan and Zhao launched a national war in the Longxi Plain, and Yang Chengwu's iron-clad army was defeated and suffered heavy casualties.

"It's really a poor hard worker, but this guy's life seems to be really hard enough, and he survived so many people. Meng Juntong quickly read Yang Chengwu's life information.

After the soul reading is completed, in the memory of the soul medium, most of the pictures are scenes of iron-blooded battles, and the most appearing is the great battle in the Longxi Plain where he was defeated and captured.

In that battle, his subordinates, Pao Ze, fell one by his side after another, and he was red-eyed, wanting to reverse the defeat of Yan Kingdom.

Although Yang Chengwu's combat skills are superb, how can he be an opponent of thousands of troops alone. When he was exhausted, his right arm was cut off by the enemy's sword and axeman, and he was captured alive.

There are always some people in the world who have lost something in reality and want to find it back in their dreams. And once such a dream does appear, they will be more likely to indulge in it, and many times they will not want to wake up even if they have realized that it is a dream.

In the midst of fighting dreams, encountering such a dream medium is a great advantage for the dream-weaving side. Because this is more able to keep the dream medium, he is willing to stay in this dream, even if he realizes that it is a dream, he wants to finish the dream, even if the dream breaker makes every effort, as long as the dream medium does not want to wake up, everything is in vain.

According to Meng Juntong's analysis, Yang Chengwu's obsession lies in the battle of the Longxi Plain.

In reality, Yang Chengwu's battle was extremely difficult, from beginning to end, he fought back and persevered in a desperate situation. Every moment has his own robe to die, and the pain continues to accumulate in his heart, until he is finally defeated, drinking and hating the battlefield, in this dream, except for pain, Meng Juntong can no longer feel any other emotions.

"Despair," Meng Juntong gently pursed his lips, according to the common sense of dream weaving, such a dream full of despair belongs to the category of nightmares. The Dream Breaker only needs to amplify this dream emotion a little bit, and the dream medium can wake up easily.

The best way to cope with such a dream is to add hope to the desperate situation. Let the regrets of the past be emotionally repaired, as long as the dream medium has a glimmer of hope to hold onto, especially when he feels that this hope is very close to him, and even within reach, he will definitely not wake up easily.

Many times nightmares are used well, and it is also a way to catch the dream medium.

At the end of the soul reading, the soul lamp suddenly trembled, and then a long incense stick with a golden color burned in an incense burner on the edge of the dream weaving platform. The golden fragrance rose up, and Meng Juntong knew that the dream weaving had officially begun, and when the incense burned halfway, the dream breaker would enter the dream medium dream realm and begin to break the dream.

Meng Juntong retracted all his thoughts and continued to maintain synesthesia with the dream medium in the bright soul lamp, but unlike before, there were wisps of spiritual threads flying out of Meng Juntong's forehead imprint, flying up and down around the blue soul medium flame, as if weaving something.