Just when Meng Juntong and Liu Baicong were at a loss and at a loss, thousands of rainbow silks had poured into the dream, and everything around them seemed to have stopped at this moment.

"Absolutely still, how is this possible, could it be that the dreamer of the illusion world level has made a move?" Meng Juntong looked at Liu Baicong, Liu Baicong's means were clear to her, at most, she had reached the illusion dream realm, and it was absolutely impossible to make the dream time absolutely still.

In Shaohua City, dreamers are divided into seven levels, and they have been practicing dreams for several years, and those with a solid foundation will first enter the floating dream realm, and the floating dream realm has not yet had the ability to weave dreams, and they can only understand the dream medium dream realm by reading the soul, which is the shallow level of the realm among the dreamers.

Above the floating dream is the dream, this realm knows the theory of dreams, and can dream into the dream medium with the spirit, and being able to dream means that you can participate in the dream of the dream medium.

Xiaomeng realm goes one step further to the realm of dreams, and only after entering the dream can he be regarded as a real dream weaver, and when he reaches this realm, he can use the Ming Soul Ancient Lamp to weave a new dream in the dream medium, and in the new dream, the dream weaver will be the real dream master, who can control everything, and now Meng Juntong and Liu Baicong are all at this level, which is the dream realm, the dream weaver.

Being able to weave dreams does not mean that you have reached the highest level of dream weaving, and the level of dreams conjured up in the dream stage is relatively ordinary. The dream competition between the same realms may be a little exciting, but if you let a higher-level dreamer come here, I am afraid that it will only take a moment to break the dream realm.

After the dream, it is time to start studying the deeper evolution of dreams.

Therefore, there are the next three great realms, which are the illusion form, the illusion heart, and the illusion world.

The realm of illusions, things that can be easily created, with the false confusing the true, the state of matter in the dream realm can be impeccable.

The state of illusory mind can manipulate the spirit, emotions, and even thoughts of dream beings.

The realm of the illusory world, that is, the miracles of the heavenly phenomena, including the supreme laws of time and space, are all in the hands of the dreamers of the illusory world. Let's take the absolute stillness of time that appears right now, this is one of the unique supernatural powers of dreamers in the realm of illusions.

In the entire Shaohua City, only the saints and priests of the past dynasties have such a realm.

Legend has it that there is a realm above the illusory world, which is called 'creation' in ancient books. It's just that this seventh-level realm has never really appeared, and there are very few records about it, some people say that it is a realm that only true gods can reach, but no one has ever verified it.

"Could it be the High Priest of Luoshu?" Meng Juntong looked at Liu Baicong, Liu Baicong is the apprentice of the High Priest of Luoshu, there will be no one in this world who knows this holy priest better than Liu Baicong, but according to the character of the high priest, it is impossible to interfere in the dream competition between the two of them.

Liu Baicong shook his head very resolutely: "Definitely not, there is no master's breath." ”

Just as he was saying two words, someone suddenly moved in the dream in an absolutely static state.

The woman who was originally playing the bamboo flute, Furong, turned her head leisurely and looked at the two young boys and girls.

Just by being looked at, Meng Juntong and Liu Baicong both felt that the cold hairs on their bodies stood up.

"Hmm, is it too strong?" the woman murmured as if in a whispered voice that only she could hear.

"She can actually see us?" At this moment, Meng Juntong and Liu Baicong are both invisible in the dream world, even the dream medium cannot find them, let alone this story character who was originally just set in the dream of the dream medium, which was simply woven by Liu Baicong with mental power according to memory.

Liu Baicong subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to play the jade flute in his palm, now that the situation has changed, he must contact his master in time, the dreamer of the illusory world level is not something he and Meng Juntong can deal with.

Seeing Furong beckoning to him slightly, Liu Baicong threw the jade flute directly as if he had lost his soul, and in the blink of an eye, the jade flute had already been ingested by Furong in his palm.

"Luo Shu actually passed Biluo to you, he likes you a lot. The woman stroked the jade flute in her palm and said to Liu Baicong.

Liu Baicong came back to his senses, and when he saw that the jade flute in his hand was gone, he exclaimed at the moment, retreated three steps back, seemed to think of something again, and shouted: "Give me Biluo back!"

Fortunately, Meng Juntong's eyes were quick, and he grabbed Liu Baicong: "You are stupid, you are not her opponent when you rush up!"

"That won't let her snatch Biluo away. Liu Baicong wanted to get rid of Meng Juntong.

Who would have thought that Furong just pouted helplessly, and threw the jade flute back casually: "Give it, little brat, sister, when I played this flute, you didn't know where it was." ”

Liu Baicong hurriedly took over the jade flute, and when she looked at Furong again, she had already returned to the Shili Pavilion, in front of Yang Chengwu, who was listening to the flute with his eyes closed.

At this moment, the dream time is static, so Yang Chengwu has always maintained a posture of closing his eyes and recuperating, and he has no awareness of everything in the outside world.

Furong reached out and gently stroked Yang Chengwu's cheek: "Brother Xiaowu, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Seeing this scene, Meng Juntong and Liu Baicong were all confused.

It was Meng Juntong who reacted first, pulled Liu Baicong to his mouth and said softly: "If you don't guess wrong, this sister is very likely to be a Shaohua traveler!"

"Shaohua travels to the world!" As the core disciple of the Liu family, it is impossible for him not to know about Shaohua's travels to the world, that is the person who once had the opportunity to become the saint of Shaohua City, even if he enters the world and accumulates ten merits, his dream cultivation is definitely the top in the world.

Furong's ears were very pointed, even if it was a distance of more than ten steps, she still heard the five words of Shaohua Youshi in her ears, she turned her head to look at Liu Baicong and Meng Juntong with a smile: "The little ghost is not very old, but his knowledge is not shallow, can you tell me your name." ”

The two hesitated for a moment, but still reported their home.

"My name is Liu Baicong, and I have met my predecessors. "Since the other party is a Shaohua tour of the world, that is the same generation as the Shaohua Pavilion saintess, and the saint is the same level as the priest, so it is not too much to call this Shaohua traveler a senior, and it is not too much to hold a junior ceremony.

Meng Juntong did the same: "Meng Juntong, I've seen my predecessors." ”

When she heard Meng Juntong's three words, Furong obviously looked stunned: "You said your name is Meng Juntong, is your father Meng Huaijin or Meng Huaizhen?"

Meng Juntong would never have thought that this senior of Shaohua Wandering World would actually know her father and uncle, she is also a person with exquisite thoughts, and she knew immediately that her father and this senior were acquainted.

"My father is Meng Huaijin, and Meng Huaizhen is my uncle. ”

Hearing this, tears immediately appeared in Furong's eyes, Meng Juntong only felt that her eyes were shaking, and Furong had already come to her and hugged her: "You are Xiao Xiao's daughter!