Lu Weilou silently stroked his eyebrows, when he was ten years old, because of that incident, his unique and self-opening eyes completely withered.

Since then, he has completely parted ways with the immortal path.

The first cultivator of the Great Guangming Palace, who had a half-master friendship with him back then, sighed three times and shed a tear of pity after seeing his withered heavenly eye, saying that the sky was a hindrance.

If Lu Weilou is called to keep the eye of heaven, there will be one more Yuanying Dao Sect in the world, and he can expect a true immortal on the land before he is 100 years old!

However, since it has happened, no amount of reluctance is useless.

Lu Weilou himself didn't feel too much regret about this matter, because no one knew better than him what he had gained after losing that Heavenly Eye.

With that kind of strength, at the age of ten, he was able to fight the top three in one go, and finally forced a great master of the sword path of the middle three realms, a great master of the cultivation of the Yuanying realm, and a fierce beast fire qilin whose strength was not weaker than the first two, and each of them fought with a three-percent cultivation before he could barely seal it.

Although that power had been sealed, Lu Weilou really felt that it had never left his body.

Although he couldn't use it, couldn't control it, and couldn't lift the reincarnation three-talent spell set by the three peerless powerhouses, as long as it was there, Lu Weilou felt like an ant in the world.

But now, he faintly felt an unknown force swimming back and forth in his withered Heavenly Eye, and with this swimming, Lu Weilou was surprised to find that the Heavenly Eye seemed to be slowly regaining a little bit of vitality.

This is an unimaginable thing, just as countless people once believed, he is also very sure that once the eye of heaven withers, there is no way to bring it back to life.

But this feeling is real, Lu Weilou has always believed in everything he perceives very much.

The dream realm cultivation fell from the pseudo-sixfold to the fifth-fold middle realm, but the withered heavenly eye showed signs of rejuvenation, which was difficult for Lu Weilou to measure in words.

His original dream was to become an immortal, to become an immortal who could withstand the wind and stand in the clouds.

It's just that now when I recall that dream, I can't help but feel a little naïve.

But if it can really be realized, it really eliminates a regret in life.

Lu Weilou's fingers gently rubbed the imprint: "Could it be that you are using my cultivation to re-nourish and feed back to open the Heavenly Eye?"

Lu Weilou knew very well that his dream eater's path had reached its limit.

He has devoured too many dreamers, including the heirs of the Dragon Ruins, and the dreamweavers of Shaohua. He even attacked and killed the people who devoured the three major families of Shaohua.

In the early days, this method made his cultivation progress like divine help, and he advanced by leaps and bounds.

But now, the ordinary dreamer is devoured, and it can't affect his dream power at all.

He needs to be like Bai Oak, like Bai Yu, like Meng Juntong, a genius among dreamers, and a leader in dream cultivation in the world.

But that was just a few small steps to move his pseudo-sixfold forward.

This road has come to an end, and it is absolutely impossible to dream of the peak again.

If he can reopen the eye of heaven and retake the path of cultivating the truth, with the back of the Great Bright Palace behind him, he will strive for the kung fu of the last Jiazi, so that he can form a golden pill and cultivate the Yuan Baby.

But the process is bound to be very painful, as it has been for the past seven days.

The half of his realm cultivation that he lost did not count, and the painful feelings of the past repeatedly washed over his soul, what is the difference between this and the Infernal Hell that the Buddhists said.

Suddenly, Lu Weilou stood up: "I'm going to find that girl named Meng Juntong." ”

As soon as he said this, a tingling pain came from his eyebrows.

He found that whenever he wanted to do something to Meng Juntong, the thing that remained in the center of his eyebrows would sting him fiercely, just like when they fought that day.

"I won't hurt her!" Lu Weilou roared in a low voice.

The pain was only slightly gone.

He shook his head helplessly, it seems that this matter has to find Meng Juntong to be able to know the cause and effect, he has not been to the inheritance of the dream clan, has never been to Longxu, has not been to Shaohua, what he knows about dreams is nothing more than what Bai Oak told him at the beginning, and then there are scattered classics in the world, he really knows too little.

In any case, he also had to go to Meng Juntong to ask for clarification. If he really sacrificed his dream power to start cultivating the truth again, he was not unwilling.

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After Meng Juntong woke up, he took Bai Yu to a wilderness in the suburbs.

This is a large mound, and when you come here late at night, it not only looks desolate, but also has a feeling of horror.

Bai Yu trembled and looked at the ruined monuments around him: "Master, do we have to come to this kind of place? ”

Meng Juntong didn't have any fear of this: "The realm of the Tao of the living, the way of the dead is returned to the heavens, and the people here will return their bodies and souls to this world, maybe this is the purest place in the world, what is there to be afraid of." ”

Hearing Meng Juntong say this, Bai Yu's sense of terror decreased slightly, but he was still a little nervous.

"Master, you said you want to try something, what are you going to try?" Bai Yu looked at the surrounding graves, as far as she knew, she didn't know what spells were to be cultivated in such a place.

However, in the past, I heard from the commentaries that some people who cultivated ghost paths or demonic skills would specially pick places with sufficient yin qi and strong ghost qi to practice some evil methods.

Looking at Meng Juntong again, Bai Yu's face was a little suspicious.

Meng Juntong seemed to see through Bai Yu's thoughts, and pouted angrily, she really didn't know how to explain it.

"Just watch from the sidelines. Meng Juntong said, as soon as he raised his wrist, the spirit rhino chain trembled slightly, and a white light shot out from it, turning into a white mang in front of Bai Yu, and finally condensed into a unicorn beast.

Meng Juntong hadn't released Bai Ze for a long time.

"Da Bai, do you feel that your cultivation has improved?" Meng Juntong asked bluntly.

Bai Ze was about to ask this question, after reaching a contract with the Spirit Rhino Chain, Bai Ze's cultivation was actually closely related to Meng Juntong's own cultivation, and to some extent, it could even be said that Bai Ze used Meng Juntong's cultivation.

"Master, what kind of adventure have you gotten, in the past seven days, your dream cultivation has rushed through the dragon gate, and I have now recovered my ability to cultivate on my own. ”

It turns out that Bai Ze in the spirit rhino chain needs to be able to return to the original state of independent cultivation when Meng Juntong's cultivation breaks through a certain line, and with Bai Ze's spiritual resources, the cultivation speed must be extremely fast.