"Hey, Liu Baicong, are you a man, didn't you just rob you of your drunken dream fragrance, as for always pulling your face like this. Meng Juntong looked helplessly at Liu Baicong, who was squatting on the edge of the mirror spirit pool and drawing a circle depressedly, she already had a small half-pillar of incense standing here, but Liu Baicong didn't pay attention to her at all.

Finally, Liu Baicong couldn't help it, raised his head and looked at Meng Juntong, this young man was indeed born of a very likable type, with fair skin and a pair of eyes like autumn water, this is a rare boy and daughter, and he will definitely be a handsome boy when he grows up in the future.

"Meng Juntong, the priest has made it very clear last time, I am the one who was originally scheduled to bring Shaohuajun into the world and complete the merits. This is the cause and effect of heaven, why do you still have to compete with me everywhere, do you think that it is a very fun thing to enter the world, weave a thousand dreams, cultivate thousands of eons, and complete merits?

Do you know that if you accidentally enter the world and tribulation, you will fall into reincarnation and fall forever into the red dust and earth!" Liu Baicong's emotions were a little excited, he simply stood up, this little person, talking about these words seriously, is quite heroic. It's just that it's obvious that these words were copied from the priest, and as for what they mean, I'm afraid he doesn't understand it very well now, but he just knows that it's dangerous.

Liu Baicong is the same age as Meng Juntong, but perhaps because he is a man, he is half a head taller than Meng Juntong, he stared at his radiant eyes, lowered his head slightly and looked at Meng Juntong, and said seriously.

In such a serious conversation, Meng Juntong also restrained his original playful look a little, and turned away from Liu Baicong's gaze: "The person of heaven, the person of heaven is amazing, if you can't even win against me, you will be counted into the mortal dust, will you be able to successfully complete the tribulations?"

"You really can't compare to me!" Every time he said this, Liu Baicong couldn't get angry.

He is the best generation of the Liu family in thousands of years, in the words of the high priest of Vena, he came to the world with luck, the darling of heaven, and the chosen one.

In terms of talent and talent, among the peers, there are few who can stand out from the right, that is, the heart is much higher than that of their peers. Meng Juntong is indeed very good, but it would be a bit of an exaggeration to say that he is stable Liu Baicong.

has been calculated by Meng Juntong several times, firstly, it is true that Meng Juntong has too many ghost ideas and tricks, which makes people unable to guard against it, and secondly, Liu Baicong has never thought of competing with Meng Juntong for that length and shortness.

The two have known each other since childhood, and they can be regarded as childhood sweethearts.

For as long as he can remember, Meng Juntong has been constantly looking for trouble with Liu Baicong, but Liu Baicong is always unwilling to worry about that with this green plum.

Just like the matter of the divine beast Bai Ze, Liu Bai was smart enough to know that Meng Juntong was born with the skill of psychic beasts, but he still let her be alone with Bai Ze for so long, in other words, what others saw was that Meng Juntong took Bai Ze Divine Beast, in fact, Liu Baicong was willing to send Bai Ze Divine Beast to Meng Juntong's hands.

Meng Juntong held a nameless little white flower picked from nowhere in his hand, his fingertips gently crushed, and the petals slowly rotated: "Lord Priest Luo Shu did say that you are the chosen son of heaven and the person of destiny, but I remember that the Holy Maiden of Yunzhu also said that I am a big variable, and my compatibility with Shaohuajun is far higher than that of you and it, maybe it is the best choice for me to bring Jun into the world." ”

"I don't care about this," Liu Baicong pursed his lips: "I'm going to tell you, in the next competition, I won't let you anymore, two wins in three games, I will win all the next two games, and the person who brings Jun into the world must be me." ”

Meng Juntong smiled and said, "Liu Baicong, you are really ...... How should I describe you, it's so cute. Do you know what's next?"

"Weaving dreams, what's wrong?" asked Liu Baicong.

"What's wrong?" Meng Juntong pointed to the purple clothes of the Meng family on his body: "Weaving dreams and dreams, the whole Shaohua, if my Meng family is called second, who dares to call it first?"

Shaohua Dream City, although the three clans all practice dreams and practice dreams, the elders are different.

Today's Zhangcheng Meng family, what they are good at is weaving dreams and making dreams, also known as dreaming Meng family.

And what the Liu family is good at is the method of eating dreams, which specializes in devouring and absorbing some special dreams of the common people, which can be nightmares or sweet dreams. In short, it is to maintain the balance of dreams of various living beings, which is also an important bridge hub for the common people to clearly distinguish between reality and dreams.

As for what the Bai family is good at, it is the art of dream theft. Don't look at the fact that they brought a thief word, but it is precisely because of the various dreams collected by the Bai family that they provide a large library of materials for perfecting the dream making technique.

The disciples of the three families will learn the art of weaving dreams, eating dreams and stealing dreams since childhood, and when they reach adulthood, they will choose one to practice by virtue of the bias of their qualifications. But it seems that there is some unknown inheritance rule, the most powerful dream weavers are always from the Meng family, the most powerful dream eaters are always from the Liu family, and of course, the top dream thieves often appear in the Bai family.

Meng Juntong's pride was grounded, but Liu Baicong didn't show frustration because of this, he just turned around slowly and walked in the other direction of Jingling Lake: "There are no absolutes in everything, Meng Juntong, we have to compare who wins and who loses." ”

Looking at the back of Liu Baicong leaving, Meng Juntong's eyes showed a faint sense of loss: "Do you really think it's just a win or loser? ”

The three clans dream conference will be held in a total of three games, and will be held on three days, the first is to pick green, win an opening lottery, this time of course the winner is the drunken dream incense, the winner is Meng Juntong of the Meng family.

The three games have a total of three points, and if one team can win two games in a row, then the Dream Fight will end early, and there is no need to compare the third game.

For the Meng family, today is also a small match point, and it is precisely their best dream making and dream weaving skills, it can be said that as long as there is no accident, then today, this year's Three Clans Dream Fighting Conference will be over.

As the dream bell was ringed, the entire floating square was also boiling. This clan is a rare event in Shaohua City, which is only held once in fifteen years, not only Shaohua City, but also many people from other fairies in Beiming have also come to join in the excitement, and they all want to see what an amazing and brilliant dream weaver this generation of Shaohua Dream City will have.

The rules of the dream weaving competition are very simple, first of all, the most respected Luo Shu priest in Shaohua City, will select an ordinary person from the mortal world as the dream medium, and the dream fighting begins, the dream weaver holds a soul lamp and begins to weave dreams for the dream medium, and at the same time opens the dream door to allow representatives of the other two major families to enter the dream of this dream medium.

The first point of the rules for breaking dreams is that it is not allowed to leave any memory of the dreambreaker in the consciousness of the dream medium, that is to say, he cannot directly run to the dream medium and tell him that he is in a dream, so as to make him wake up from the dream.

What the dreambreaker has to do is to find the logical flaw in the dream weaver, and then guide the dream medium to discover this flaw in an indirect way, and then realize that he is in a dream and wake up from the dream.

Anyone who has ever practiced Dream Weaving knows that there is never a perfect dream in this world. As long as the dream is woven by people, there must be flaws, which is a great test of the mastery of details by both the dreamweaver and the dreambreaker.

From the beginning of the competition, the Dream Weaver has a pillar of incense to prepare, and then the Dream Breaker enters the dream world to start breaking the dream, and there is only one pillar of incense in the whole dream breaking process. Don't underestimate this pillar of incense, the time of a pillar of incense in the dream is quite long, if a pillar of incense, the dream medium fails to wake up, that is the dream weaver wins, if you wake up, the dream breaker wins.

The Dream Weaver competition is divided into two games, and after one game, the identities of the Dream Weaver are swapped and continue to weave and break. If the two battles are tied, it will enter the third battle of adjudication, and the first battle will be decided.

"In the first battle, Meng Juntong of the Meng family weaved dreams, Liu Baicong of the Liu family, and Bai Luzhou broke the dream. The host of the big war announced.

Because it is a dream competition between the three clans, the three families will send people to participate.

It's just that although it is said that the Liu and Bai families broke their dreams together, there is only one person who really breaks their dreams, and if someone fails to weave dreams and fails to break dreams, they will be out of the game first.

Over the years, the Bai family has never intended to compete for the position of the lord of Shaohua City, so every session of the Doumeng Clan is just a formality.

Soon, a bright soul lamp had been brought up and sent to Meng Juntong's side.

Looking at the ancient lamp of the Ming Soul that has been inherited for many years in front of him, Meng Juntong, who participated in the dream for the first time, was inevitably in a trance, took a deep breath at the moment, calmed his mind, and looked up at the heroic man standing in the center of the high platform, holding a scepter in his hand, wearing a jade crown, the man was born very young, and his face was at most in his early thirties, but the crane hair at one head added a touch of ancient and sacred aura to his whole person, he is one of the most honorable people in Shaohua City today, Lord Luoshu Priest.

The priest also looked down at Meng Juntong at this moment, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Priest, I'm ready to start at any time. ”

Priest Luo Shu nodded, slowly raised the glass scepter in his hand, and gently moved forward: "Then let's start, come, you choose a dream medium by yourself." ”

A dazzling divine light shone on the scepter, and at the same time, three light clusters of different colors appeared in front of Meng Juntong's body, she knew that these were the three mortal dreams selected by the Luo Shu priest from the nether realm with great magical powers, and she would use this as a medium to weave dreams.

One red, one yellow, one blue three light clusters floated in front of Meng Juntong, Meng Juntong thought about it, and chose the blue dream, from this dream, she felt a faint melancholy, often in this state of the dream medium, will be more stable.

"That's it," Meng Juntong said, pointing to the blue ball of light.

Priest Luo Shu nodded slightly, and with a scepter in his hand, the blue light fell directly on the Ming Soul Ancient Lamp, and with a loud sound, the Ming Soul Ancient Lantern was ignited.

"There are dreams to light the lamp, dreamweavers, start weaving dreams. ”

Meng Juntong took a deep look, walked to the Ming Soul Ancient Lamp, held it firmly with both hands, turned around and walked onto the dream weaving platform again, sat down cross-legged, and the dream weaving officially began.