"Dream Painting Soul Painting, even among the three thousand secret techniques of Shaohua, is also the top secret technique that can be ranked in the top ten. Being able to summon the true spirit of the Vientiane Divine Pen means that your talent has surpassed that of the vast majority of dreamers in Shaohua Dream City, but this heart really needs to be polished. The mysterious woman was always ten steps away from Meng Juntong, and the white mist that had previously covered her figure had dissipated.

Meng Juntong had already repaired his soul at this moment, especially the dream stars in the sea of divine consciousness had completely condensed into a dream galaxy.

The galaxy is rolling, and the dream wave is like a tide, with ups and downs.

The mysterious woman not only did not harm Meng Juntong, but instead pushed her dream technique up to a whole stage again.

Since stepping into the realm of illusion, the dreamer gives birth to dream stars, and the stars gernate and converge into a dream galaxy, until the hundred rivers return to the sea and turn into a vast dream star sea, which can be regarded as the true consummation of the fourth realm.

Although the galaxy into the sea is a huge project, it tends to be more natural, but it is to make the dream stars converge into a dream galaxy, which is a very difficult thing in itself, this is a process from scratch.

Previously, Meng Juntong's cultivation speed of Dream Stars was extremely fast, and in just a few months, he had gathered hundreds of times more Dream Stars in the depths of the Divine Consciousness Sea, but these Dream Stars had never been able to form even the narrowest galaxy.

And this mysterious woman's casual action actually helped her cross an extremely difficult level on the path of the dreamer's cultivation in one fell swoop.

Although the divine soul had been completely repaired and the dream realm had also taken a step forward, Meng Juntong was still unable to move, and the silence spell had not been lifted.

Seeing that Meng Juntong didn't seem to be listening to herself, the woman showed a slightly angry look, stretched out her hand and pointed at her, Meng Juntong's whole person immediately floated up and flew towards the woman: "What I told you, you'd better be able to remember everything word for word, I don't want the merit that you have worked so hard to accumulate will be squandered by you like this, and good luck can't always be on your side." ”

Meng Juntong's gaze narrowed slightly, but he still didn't move away from the woman.

The mysterious woman sighed and continued to preach for her: "You just performed the Dream Painting Soul Technique, and with that little talent, coupled with your unreasonable stupid boldness, you can barely do Dream Painting. Think about it, why even if you hold one of the two treasures of Shaohua, the magic pen of Vientiane, you don't have the ability to put an eye on the tiger. ”

The mysterious woman asked herself and replied: "It's not just that your dream cultivation is not enough, the little cultivation that is not enough, the Vientiane Magic Pen can make up for you with a little merit power, the real reason is because you have no tiger in your heart, so the pen naturally can't put the finishing touch on a tiger." ”

After speaking, I saw that the mysterious woman raised her left arm, and she turned out to be the same as Meng Juntong, holding a paintbrush in her left hand.

What appeared between his fingers was still the Vientiane magic pen that Meng Juntong had inspired before, but at this moment, the Shaohua treasure was like a divine object in the hands of the mysterious woman.

Meng Juntong's eyes were unblinking as she watched as the woman raised her hand and put down her pen, waving in the void.

A stroke of hooking, a golden rainbow bloomed in the air, and thousands of glows accompanied by the pen blade.

The mysterious woman's expression was indifferent, and she splashed ink in one go.

She was not painting a tiger, but a dragon, just in the blink of an eye, a golden dragon several zhang long suddenly appeared, enveloping her and Meng Juntong's figures.

The head of the golden dragon was facing the two of them, and only the final touch was missing.

The mysterious woman stopped and spread out her palm, and the Vientiane magic pen was like a lively child, constantly spinning in the middle of her palm.

"The finishing touches are not the finishing touches, and the thunder is a little bit. The woman closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth hooked, and then she grabbed the Vientiane magic pen and swung it down.

Two golden ink dots immediately flew towards the golden dragon's head.

The golden dragon opened its eyes, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the golden lightning as thick as a bucket danced wildly in the sky.

The huge golden dragon, which was already several zhang long, expanded rapidly, rose again and again, and turned into a hundred-zhang dragon body in the blink of an eye.

The deafening roar of the dragon pierced the sky, and the dark clouds were dispersed.

The dragon flies for nine days, travels all over the world, and all creatures are crawling.

Meng Juntong was really dumbfounded now, even if she had a half-apprentice relationship with the Vena High Priestess and Yunzhu Holy Maiden who stood at the peak of heaven and earth, she had to admit that her vision was narrow in the past at this moment.

What is a miracle, if these flying dragons are not miracles in the sky, then I am afraid that the heavens and the earth are so great that there is nothing to call a miracle.

"Scatter!" With the mysterious woman's shout, the flying golden dragon suddenly dispersed and disappeared into invisibility.

Along with the golden dragon, there was also the Vientiane Magic Pen in her palm.

"I see it all. The woman asked Meng Juntong.

Meng Juntong blinked her eyes hard, and the mysterious woman nodded with satisfaction: "This understanding is quite reasonable, it doesn't matter if you can't eat it well now, after that, you can taste it slowly, and slowly realize it." ”

"Don't look at me like that, I know what you're thinking, you think of me as your mother, I can answer you very seriously, I'm not. As for who I am, it's useless to tell you now, you can't understand it, but when you grow to a high enough height and look back, you will understand. ”

The mysterious woman's hand snapped her fingers slightly, and the restraints on Meng Juntong's body were suddenly lifted.

She was just about to speak, but the woman was already waving, and a flashback lightning that fell from above the nine heavens instantly flooded her entire body.

In the end, what fell into Meng Juntong's ears was this sentence: "There is no shackle in this world that can be put on by the Shaohua people, unless this shackle is something you are willing to wear." ”

Everything in front of him came to an abrupt end, and Meng Juntong opened his eyes violently.

Seeing that Bai Yu was still lying in his arms and falling asleep, he knew that everything just now just happened in his dream.

And at this moment, in the depths of her divine consciousness sea, a dream galaxy formed by the convergence of dream stars is slowly flowing.

This also proves that everything that happened in the dream is real, and that the mysterious woman really came.

Just as Meng Juntong was about to recall many details of the dream just now, a fierce fight scene came from outside the mountain temple.

Xiang Ming. An ominous premonition came over me.

"Xiao Yu, wake up. Meng Juntong immediately woke up the sleeping Bai Yu.

I thought something was wrong with this mountain temple before, but now it seems that it is really a blessing or a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided.

Bai Yu held the wooden sword Donglei and ran out after Meng Juntong.

At this moment, there are three figures fighting with people outside the temple.

Meng Juntong saw Xiang Ming at first sight, his body was already stained with blood, and he should have been injured.