"Huh, why did I get here again?" Han Lin, who had fallen asleep, once again entered the boundless dream space. It all happened so naturally. There is no sense of disobedience. Seeing this familiar place and feeling the aura flying around him, he broke out in a cold sweat. Instantly sleepy. Alert, he realized that things were not easy.

He stood there with his hands folded and rubbed his hands together. Hah. The breath was on the back of his hand, and it felt so real. I'm sure I'm not dreaming. He concentrated, stomped his feet on the spot, and kept thinking in his head, "Wake up, wake up, wake up." Get out of here. Get out of here!"

He could only try to leave in this stupid way.

He was lucky, though. By mistake, he found a way to leave the dream space. Originally, as the owner of this space, he naturally wanted to go. As the desire to leave grew stronger, he felt as if his whole body was floating. There was a flash of darkness in front of him. A familiar touch came from the body.

He opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep.

Flipped out of bed suddenly, gasping for air. The experience just now made his scalp tingle. Subconsciously, he reached out and picked his scalp to relieve itching. The windows were dark, with the chirping of insects and frogs, and the moon was sparse, similar to the scene when he first fell asleep.

"What the hell is going on?"

He has gone out of the ordinary, and he has night vision. He scanned the dark room, where the dry food and water he hadn't eaten in the afternoon were still on the table, and his clothes were neatly stacked at the head of the bed. It's business as usual. After looking at it for a long time, he found an ordinary stick by the cabinet.

I took it down, and I took advantage of it. Back in bed, he planned to fall asleep with a wooden stick in his arms.

When I lay down, I felt a little short of breath. The excitement interferes with falling asleep.

I don't know how long it took. The frogs were screaming weakly. The eyelids sank.

He slowly drifted off to sleep.

The body slammed down. He said "here" in his heart, opened his eyes, and sure enough, he entered the dream space again.

It's still so natural.

"Huh?" he spread out his hand, holding a wooden stick in his hand. The stick was the one he carried with him before he went to bed. Surely the ugly scars on it all look exactly the same. Also appeared here with him.

"Hahaha, it's not a dream! This is fairy fate. I can't ask for a fairy fate!" Han Lin had already guessed intuitively that this mysterious space was related to the stone bead - this stone bead was really an amazing treasure. He showed undisguised greed, and laughed: "Hahaha, Murong Yu, Murong Yu, do you know what kind of treasure you have lost." ”

The more he looked at the space, the more ecstatic he felt. A happy thought came out of my heart: "Fortunately, this stone melted into the body after opening its own vein." None of them can snatch it away. Hahaha. It's mine, and this treasure can only be mine. That Murong Yu, hmph, fortunately, he only knew that Shi Zhuzi could calm his mind at ease, if he knew more, he couldn't help but think of a way to get rid of him. Only the dead do not reveal secrets. ”

The whole space was pitch black. Han Lin's night vision ability is useless here. He couldn't see through the darkness around him. Colorful spiritual power floated beside him, and as soon as he moved, he followed him.

He stood there with a thoughtful look in his eyes. Stick a stick on the ground.

He didn't move around anymore, just stared blankly at the specks of spiritual power around him.

He could clearly feel that his spiritual sense had become stronger in the dream space. The most direct manifestation is that the spiritual power floating around is visible to the naked eye. In the outside world, he could only vaguely feel the existence of spiritual power.

Sitting cross-legged, dissipating distractions, he tried to practice the exercises.

There is not much spiritual power floating in this space.

He tried to cultivate the first layer of "Qi Training". Running Zhou Tian, the earth aura poured into the body from all around. In the end, about forty percent turned into mist and stayed in his dantian and meridians.

Because he saw the flow of aura more intuitively than he cultivated during the day, it gave him an illusion that it seemed that the effect of cultivation here was better. In fact, it is the same in both places. How much aura can be retained is only related to the qualifications and the merits of the exercises.

At the same time, because of the cultivation of the "Qi Cultivation Technique", the surrounding aura obviously dissipated partially. And that part ran into his body and turned into mana.

The operation just now proves that it is possible to practice the exercises in the dream space.

He needs to test more things. He began to jump in place. Before, he was a mortal, but now he has been reborn as a qi practitioner, and his physical fitness has become different. He hasn't tested his fitness yet. Little by little, he jumped up as hard as he could, using purely physical strength, and jumped higher and higher. Jump up to half a meter easily from the beginning, then stretch until you can jump more than a meter high at the back.

Then it was dawn, and he awoke. The moment he opened his eyes, he immediately got out of bed and jumped up. It turned out that the result of the jump was more than a meter high, exactly the same as in the dream.

Suddenly, there was a look of disbelief in his eyes. A burst of ecstasy ensued. Unable to hold back his urgency, he took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and walked around the room.

"I didn't bring the wooden stick out, proving that I can bring things in!" Han Lin muttered to himself. Clever he immediately realized the benefits of the dream space, first of all, storage, like a wooden stick, he could bring things from the outside in. And the area inside is very large, so you can put a lot of things.

The second is that you can cultivate in space. Even wooden sticks can be brought in, so can the elixir and spirit stones.

"I just don't know if living creatures can be brought in, right?"

This meant that he had three more hours of cultivation time than the others. However, this advantage will become smaller and smaller, because after the monk has achieved cultivation, he will rarely rest. The purpose of their sleep has also become to calm their minds and eliminate fatigue.

"It's not right!" Han Lin noticed that something was wrong. He has been working as a handyman since he was a child, and he is very sensitive to time. The time he spent in space twice felt like it was a long time. It's not like three hours, it's close to six hours.

He was almost obsessed, and devoted himself to contemplation. He seemed to have caught some detail. "Could it be ......" He stopped, as if he had caught a clue in his mind, and exclaimed, "Is it time?"

Thinking of this, he could barely control his excitement anymore. He even wanted to yell a few words out loud. Excited, he hurriedly clenched his fist and hammered his chest twice, so that he could restrain himself from looking up to the sky and howling.

"If it's really about time. I...... I, no matter how bad my talent is, I will definitely become an immortal!" Han Lin already felt that the passage of time in this space should be nearly twice as high as that outside. In other words, he can devote six to eight hours a day to cultivation more than others.

He is not afraid of hardship or tiredness. He had experienced most of the world's suffering. Seriously, he had always felt that pain was the master of this world, and no one could escape from its net.

Now, for the first time in his heart, he has a full grasp of cultivating immortals and the future.