Meng Juntong is the first time to use the method of group dreams, but she has long understood the basic technique, what is lacking is only a thick dream support, and now there is Bai Yu by her side, and the dream power inherited by Bai Yu in Longxu is not much worse than Meng Juntong today, but now she doesn't know how to apply it.

Meng Juntong thought that by borrowing Bai Yu's dream power, and then leading the dream technique by himself, he would inevitably be able to incorporate the thousands of people in Xingye Town into the same dream.

Seeing more and more dream mediums in the dream realm, Meng Juntong's face showed joy, which meant that she was not far from success.

"Xiao Yu, help me. The dream technique had not yet been fully constructed, and the dream power in Meng Juntong's body was gushing out like a river, and soon she felt a little weak.

Bai Yu stood behind Meng Juntong and asked, "Master, what should I do?"

Meng Juntong replied: "It's okay to put your hand on my vest, it may be a little uncomfortable for a while, you will feel something pull out of your body, just hold on for a while." ”

Bai Yu snorted, without hesitation at all, and put his palm on Meng Juntong's back.

Suddenly, a stream of pure and profound dream power was continuously sent into Meng Juntong's body through Bai Yu's palms.

Meng Juntong only felt that the Dream Star River in the sea of his divine consciousness was boiling over, as if the embankment had collapsed and the flood had poured in.

The esoteric meridians and bones are crackling like fried soybeans.

Several meridians that had not been fully opened up before should have been opened up at this moment, this is the real attack jade with the stones of other mountains.

Bai Yu's face flashed with a faint look of pain: "Master, I'm so uncomfortable!"

Meng Juntong didn't dare to ingest Bai Yu's dream power uncontrollably, although the dream power in Bai Yu's body was very strong, but she didn't know how to put it away, if it leaked too seriously at the moment, I was afraid that she would not be able to contain it in the future.

At that moment, Meng Juntong transmitted the dream power flowing in his body back from the reverse meridian to Bai Yu's palm.

It's not clear who is using whose dream power between the two.

The dream power cultivated by Shaohua's dream technique and the dream power cultivated by the dream method of the dragon ruin cannot be fused, and they are clearly distinguished, but they are not exclusive.

The two forces were constantly swimming like yin and yang fishes, flowing from Meng Juntong's body into Bai Yu's body, and then from Bai Yu's palm meridians into Meng Juntong's body.

All this is going very harmoniously and smoothly, and there are already more than 1,000 dream mediums around, and it seems that most of the dream mediums of the people in Xingye Town have been introduced into this dream world.

Of course, those who have not yet slept will not sleep.

It's just that in a small town like this, usually, at this hour, most of the ordinary people have closed their homes to rest.

It's not like Cheng Yu and the others who can come out and wander in the restaurant and flower shop.

Just when everything was going well, and the dream base of the group of dreams was about to be completely completed, a thunderbolt suddenly fell in the clear sky.

"Returning to the gods lightning!" Meng Juntong frowned, and immediately recognized the thunderbolt.

This is the unique dream frightening technique of the Shaohua dreamer, the lightning of the gods, and it is also a dreamer who has reached the realm of four illusions or more.

Sure enough, the effect of lightning returning to the mind was excellent, but this thunder, many people in the dream medium disappeared out of thin air, and the dream medium collapsed, and naturally woke up from the sitting.

"Which Dream Weaver is it, and why did you want to destroy my Dream Spell. Meng Juntong shouted loudly.

She knew that the other party would be able to sense the location of this void dream.

Sure enough, a voice responded to Meng Juntong: "The dreamweaver is doing a nightmare, and you are sorry to do it." ”

The voice was made by a man, and it should not be too old, very upright and peaceful, low and powerful.

Meng Juntong was slightly stunned, and said in a bad way, this crime is not small, especially in Shaohua Dream City.

Although dreams and nightmares are two different paths, sometimes the boundaries between them are very blurred.

Just like a dreamweaver is not only a good dreamer, many times he will also remind the world with nightmares. Often, the nightmare technique uses greed, hatred, and naivety to lock people's hearts and trap them in nightmares, or they are manipulated by nightmares.

"I use my dream art to lead people to goodness, how can I do the nightmare. Meng Juntong immediately strengthened his thoughts and refuted loudly.

The man never showed up, but snorted coldly: "Have you done the Nightmare Dao, I want you to ask yourself, see how much of your own body merit you have just lost with a dream technique, if you do good, how can the Heavenly Dao punish you." ”

Meng Juntong was shocked, she didn't even realize that she had lost her merits.

Ordinary dream techniques, even ordinary secret techniques of merit, will not consume merit when they are cast.

The power of merit will only be lost when the forbidden technique is cast, or the extremely powerful merit secret technique, such as the previous dream painting tiger, and with the help of Shao Huajun, the big dream floating life and dream realm that were accidentally cast, both of which directly consumed her full merit.

A party has to do thousands of good deeds to accumulate, which is not a huge price.

As for the group dream technique just now, Meng Juntong knew that it would consume a lot of dream power, but with the help of Bai Yu, the impact on the two of them should not be too great.

But after being reminded by the mysterious man, Meng Juntong found that he had unconsciously cut off a point of merit power, and Shao Huajun, who was hidden deep in his soul, was a little darker.

Meng Juntong hurriedly reached out to cover her chest, and she murmured, "I just want to educate the people and let them kill less, is this also wrong?"

The dreams around her are shattering one by one, and even Meng Juntong's own mind as a dream weaver has been lost, where can she still maintain the dream she has spun.

She finally heard the man's voice: "Everything has a boundary, the dreamweaver is a watchman, a bystander, the dream weaver is to balance the relationship between reality and the void world, not to change the real world with the illusory world, you have committed the taboo of the dreamer, so you have been punished by the way of heaven." ”

As a dreamer, it is not easy to accumulate a little bit of merit.

At the beginning, with the blessing of the merits of the Quartet on Yang Chengwu's body, he could ensure that he was in a dead state and did not fall, but Meng Juntong squandered more merits in just a few months, as far as the Dream Weaver is concerned, this is a very extravagant, or a loser's behavior.

"Senior, where are you?" Meng Juntong asked in a loud voice.

This time, however, there was no sound to answer her.

She knew early on that there were many dreamweavers in the world, and she really wanted to ask face to face what that boundary was.