Three months later, Mo Sheng suddenly woke up from the bed, covered in sweat, Mo Sheng picked up the towel next to the bed and wiped Han, "It's this dream again, it's been a month in a row, what the hell is going on."

Three months ago, after Mo Sheng channeled the memories he saw from the Blue King into Yu Yang's head, Mo Sheng left there and stayed in the mountains for five days, using the power of nature to ease his mind.

After coming out of the mountains, Mo Sheng casually found a city and stayed in a hotel.

After coming out of the mountains, I occasionally have some strange dreams, the content of the dream is very strange, some are wars on the battlefield, and sometimes it is Mo Sheng and a person in a conversation, in the third month, Mo Sheng will have the same nightmare every day, and then he will wake up from the dream, but when he wakes up, he dreams of something, he doesn't remember anything, but he only knows that the dream must be a nightmare.

After Mo Sheng took a shower in the bathroom, he walked out of the hotel, it was five o'clock in the morning, and the people in this city had already gotten up and were ready to go to work, looking at those people who were eating breakfast, Mo Sheng suddenly had a feeling of envy.

In the past, I used to think about what kind of work I would do, but I didn't expect that I would embark on such a dangerous journey as cultivation, and I didn't know when I would die on this dangerous journey.

Tofu brain, the same old taste for a hundred years.

A sentence written on the door plaque of this breakfast shop, Mo Sheng walked in to find a place to sit down, and the waiter walked over, "Hello, you are here for the first time."

Mo Sheng was a little curious, "How do you know I'm here for the first time."

The waiter smiled, "Because if you are a regular customer, you will not find a place to sit down so quietly."

"yes, do you have anything good to eat in your store?"

"Excuse me, are you from the South or from the North".

"Are there still southerners and northerners?"

The waiter hurriedly explained: "That's right, we have salty tofu brain and sweet tofu brain in our store, and asking you whether you are a southerner or a northerner is mainly to ask about your taste."

Mo Sheng nodded, "Your store is quite attentive to the customer's thoughts, I'm from the north, bring me another pound of cake."

After the waiter left, Mo Sheng found that after only a while, the store was already full.

Mo Sheng flipped through the news on his phone, "I'm sorry, can I sit here?"

Mo Sheng didn't look up, just said yes, and then continued to look at his phone.

Guan Yuqian said thank you and went to the opposite side of Mo Sheng, took off the mask, and after the waiter put the things Mo Sheng ordered, Mo Sheng tasted the tofu brain, which tasted good.

Guan Yuqian ordered a bowl of tofu brain and two steamed buns and suddenly remembered on her mobile phone, "Sister Li, I went downstairs for breakfast, do you want to come?"

"Okay, okay, I know, I'll go back after eating, and I'm finally going to have a holiday today, of course, it's a good day."

Mo Sheng glanced up at the woman sitting across from him, and Mo Sheng felt the power of the phoenix from her.

"This friend, I don't see that your state is not too good, do you want me to calculate it for you."

Mo Sheng raised his head and looked at the woman opposite, "Thank you, no need."

Guan Yuqian was bored with herself, and the waiter brought things up, so she had to eat breakfast.

Mo Sheng finished eating and got up to settle the bill.

Wandering to the park near the hotel, there was also a fortune teller, and Mo Sheng walked over.

"I don't know what Mr. wants to count", this young man in a sportswear set up a fortune-telling stall here, just because he was curious.

"I want to count the dream".

"Dreams, what a strange person, the first time I've heard that someone wants to calculate dreams, okay, I'll give you a hexagram for the sample master."

The young man pinched his fingers and began to count, an hour passed, this young man was already a big man, Mo Sheng was not in a hurry, just looked at this young man, this young man should know some real skills, but he is a little shallow in learning.

Mo Sheng stood up, "If you can't figure it out, forget it, don't forget it, be careful of being counterattacked."

"Brother, you wait here for a while, I'll go and pull my grandfather over, the reputation of our hexagram must not be lost."

Mo Sheng smiled and looked at the young man who pulled an old man who was playing chess not far away, "Grandpa, I can't count what this person wants to count."

The old man glanced at Mo Sheng, but this glance couldn't help but take two steps back, what he saw was a bloodthirsty beast, he wanted to bite it himself, came back to his senses, and couldn't help but look at Mo Sheng seriously.

"In the Lower Chronicle, what do you want to count?"

"Dream telling".

Ji Xue took out the tortoise shell and a few copper coins from the bag on the ground, just put the copper coins in it, and shook it like this, Ji Xue spit out a mouthful of blood on the table, "What Your Excellency wants to count, I can't calculate, I'm sorry."

"I didn't expect that there were still heirs handed down, and I thought that no one practiced hexagrams."

Mo Sheng saw the brush and rice paper on the table, thought about it, wrote on it, and left.

Ji Xue looked at the words written by Mo Sheng on rice paper on the table, and wanted to stop Mo Sheng, but there was no longer Mo Sheng.

"Grandpa, what is this".

"This is the strongest hexagram of our hexagram, originally lost in the hexagram, I didn't expect to meet a senior today, and also wrote down the strongest hexagram of this hexagram, if you see this senior in the future, you must thank him."

Mo Sheng returned to the hotel, but he didn't expect to meet the heir of the hexagram sect today, Mo Sheng felt a spiritual force that wanted to enter his sea of knowledge, Mo Sheng sneered, "Found it."

Mo Sheng teleported to a battleship, and Mo Sheng saw a very ugly guy and knew the reason for his nightmare.

"Nightmare, you are so bold that you actually use dream magic on me."

Nightmare looked at Mo Sheng with a confused expression, he didn't expect Mo Sheng to find himself, Nightmare didn't say a word, and knelt directly on the special alloy of the battleship, "Lord Blood Sword, we didn't mean it, it's really that the dreams you have had in the past few days are not dreams, they should be your previous memories, but these memories seem to be memories that the Great Dao does not allow to exist, so you never remember what you dreamed of."

Mo Sheng looked at Nightmare with some suspicion, Nightmare is a very bad thing, and the Nightmare Clan is also Mo Sheng's most hated race, there is no one.

This race likes to absorb the dreams of lifeforms as the power of cultivation, whether it is good or bad, these things are accepted.

"You must have absorbed my dreams, tell me what you saw."

As soon as Nightmare was about to speak, a black thunder fell from the sky, killing all the Nightmare of the entire battleship.