Half a month later, the sky blue dawn was covered with fog and gently covered. The pure morning light shone on the huge outline of Yunhai City. The drizzling early spring has lasted for several days. The cool raindrops fell on the mandarin duck tiles of ordinary people, embedded in the tiles, stone walls and window gaps. The dark spring mud showed green bud tips, paper umbrellas, iron umbrellas or straw raincoats filled the misty streets in the city. Undercurrents seemed to surge under the waves not far away. The entire Yunhai City was washed away by the hustle and restlessness.

The merchant ship sailed and the birds spread their wings. The people who were still in the quiet sea of ​​clouds were all wilted by the gloomy weather. The idle people sat cross-legged by the corridor under the eaves, brewed a pot of spring tea, placed a chessboard, burned incense, and sometimes looked at the shiny roof, the rain curtains hung like pearls and jade, and saw the green bamboos clearly from a distance, and the turbid clouds, black and white, with poetic and picturesque ideas.

"The slaughter of the border mountain city has been inaugurated for several months, right? Tianyang is a loyal and righteous man, and the cunning bandit in the universe, who can win and who will lose?"

The person who made the voice was an old man over 70 years old. His temples were frosted, his eyebrows and hair were all pure black, and his hair was covered with a trace of snow. His old face, which was wrinkled like a tree bark, was drooping, and he looked listlessly at a chessboard. His navy blue robe could not hide his broad shoulders and back. He was probably infected by the erosion of the sky.

Bang!

A son fell down and a crisp sound came.

On the other side of the chessboard was a He Weng, with a rosy face and full of energy. His eyes were shining with bright light. Under the rough plain robe, he was covered with a fairy-like body. Weng Zhui's mouth lifted up. The joy of the new fifth-level master had not yet disappeared. There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice. He said leisurely: "What does the fight between the new and old forces have to do with us? I am worried that the people in the mountain city will inevitably be displaced and homeless."

"You are compassionate and compassionate. You are in the realm of a master, transcendent to the world, and the Medicine Emperor Tower in Yunhai City can no longer trap you. When will you leave?"

The person who talked with Weng Wangzhu was the president of the Medicine Emperor Building, a fifth-level alchemist, and Ye Huai, who was in charge of the fifth-level branch of Yunhai City.

In Yunhai City, the most famous ones are Lu Buyong and Weng Huangzhui.

The owner of the weapon refining yard is hard to be famous because of his low skills. This is different from Ye Huai. As a rare fifth-level alchemy master in Nanhuang, Ye Huai doesn't like to show up, concentrate on alchemy, and hates vanity. His daily communication may be limited to a Medicine Emperor Building. Although he is a fifth-level alchemist, almost no one in the entire Yunhai City can invite him, which makes him increasingly low-key. If it weren't for the rules of the Medicine Emperor Building, everyone would have forgotten that there was an unpredictable master of alchemy hidden in this Medicine Emperor Building.

"Old Ye, I am over 100 years old. I have long lost the ambition to make a fortune. If you don't mind, I will give me the title of vice president, and I will be willing to stay in the sea of ​​clouds with this bone that is about to fall into the ground. What are you talking about leaving?"

Weng Wangzhu was forced to laugh at Ye Huai's words, saying that he was not moved is fake, Yunhai City is still too small, and the wonderful alchemy path will definitely not be bound by a small place. On the vast and vast islands of the East Region, there is an extraordinary sixth-level medicine emperor building, which is a higher level alchemist hall, which makes him fascinated.

Ye Huai's face was as haggard as black beans, and his eyes were slightly raised. He looked at Weng Wangzhu with deep meaning, not knowing whether it was a relief or a ridicule in his eyes. At this moment, he sneered because of Weng Wangzhu's insincere words, sucked a mouthful of morning tea with curling smoke, and slowly said: "Ambition is not the age of high school. As long as you feel that you are still young, regardless of how many troubles the outside world is? You are late to achieve greatness. Although you are chasing yourself, your heart is still very high, and you have ambitions. An old horse is in the stable, and you have enough experience and have a life span that cannot be exhausted for more than a hundred years. The life wheel has just begun to turn. Since you are famous, will you be willing to go out and take a few glances? Haha, I don't believe it."

With Ye Huai's dry laughter, even though Weng Wangzhu was a little restless. Even though he was a hundred years old, he was still like a yellow-mouthed man in front of Ye Huai, with nowhere to hide his mind. Alchemy techniques were still immature. The ignorant people flocked to him. However, in Ye Huai's eyes, he was still the simple and stupid alchemist who had a little capital, who had no change at all.

"Students are stubborn and cannot serve you in the future. I hope my teacher will forgive me!"

At this moment, Weng Zhu hurriedly bowed his head, put on his robe, and respectfully performed the bow of bowing respectfully. Decades of clouds and mists passed by in a flash. The old man in front of him also went from his prime to his old face now. The knife of time has never spared anyone, but over the past few decades, Ye Huai's earnest teachings have been engraved in his heart and will be remembered for the rest of his life.

Seeing this scene, Ye Huai felt sad inexplicably. His eyes were as soft as spring rain, saving his long sighs and said unhappy: "Don't pretend to be in front of me. You are over forty years old, and you can make a name for yourself as soon as possible when you have the opportunity to spread your wings and fly high. In a few years, after fulfilling your duties, I will not stay here. You and I will meet again in the Eastern Region. The vast world outside is colorful, and it is easy to do something that is chasing. When you go outside, be low-key and don't be fooled by interests and vanity, and you will die. Do you know?"

"Students dare not forget!" Weng Wangzhu kowtowed devoutly and could not get up for a long time.

This game is like a broken string. If the string is broken, the original tone cannot be played. The same is true for the chess. The emotions change, and the original flavor will not be played again.

Ye Huai drank the tea in one go, his nose was slightly sniffed, and he was relieved. He immediately put down the still-warmed golden jade bamboo cup, and his deep eyes stayed on Weng Wangzhu for a moment, then pushed away the low table visiting the chessboard. He didn't know what he thought about, and left without saying a word, only a sound wandered in the corridor stained with slanted silk.

"When the wind is heard, the person in the weapon refining workshop will leave Yunhai City in the near future. That person must have a close relationship with Su Ruxue. I still know Su Ruxue's background, which is a shocking existence that the entire Eastern Region must look up to. Before you leave, you will prepare some good gifts to visit on behalf of the Medicine Emperor Building. If you are lucky, you may benefit your lifelong benefits. If you don't, just show your face and make a relationship. It is beneficial or not. Don't neglect it."

"Wang Zhu is obeying the order of the master!" Weng Wang Zhu trembled all over and was moved.

The morning light mixed in the vast rain curtain and sprinkled into the world, but the Cloud Sea Weapon Refining Floor was in full swing as Lu Buyong came out of seclusion. Everyone ran around and told each other that the birth of the fifth-level weapon refiner was definitely the top priority of the weapon refining Floor. This not only showed the glory of the Cloud Sea Weapon Artifact, but also erected a sign to increase wealth.

However, this exciting news was suppressed before it spread far, just because Lu Buyong said lightly, warning everyone not to disturb the quietness of the weapon refining workshop.

In the courtyard, Lu Buyong enjoyed the gentle raindrops slashing on his face. He spent a month of seclusion to reshape the moon copper puppet. Now the fifth level is natural. In addition to being full of joy, a hint of laziness is still deposited in his heart. After all, he is not an iron man, nor a monk who has not sleep for several months. Looking at the tender yellow bamboo poles growing by the rockery, the jade bamboo grows wildly, interlacing, and there is a green shallow ditch in each ring where the branches and leaves grow, which is elegant and not demonic. Just this glance, this jade bamboo and spring rain wash the fatigue of Lu Buyong's whole body and feels comfortable.

"It is worthy of being the golden-inlaid jade bamboo transplanted in the Medicine Emperor Building. It has no smell or fragrance. It can clear the spirit and nourish the soul when you touch it. It is really mysterious!"

Lu Buyong was amazed in his heart, and then walked in the courtyard, nodding and greeting Meng Miao, who was guarding the side room. His eyes froze and caught a glimpse of a figure sheltering from the rain in the lobby. This woman was beautiful in beauty, with a graceful figure, with a cloud of black hair and a delicate face like a lotus. When the pair of autumn-like eyes collided with Lu Buyong's gaze, Nian Qiwu bent down and lowered her head, showing her dignified demeanor.

Then, the sound of clanging armor sounded, and Meng Miao attached himself to Lu Buyong's ear to explain the origin of Nian Qiwu's siblings. Lu Buyong suddenly walked into the lobby, invited Nian Qiwu to sit, called on the servant to serve tea, and asked Nian Size where he was. Unexpectedly, just halfway through the conversation, Nian Size, who was bee-waisted, jumped in with the hot and sweet pastry in the morning, stuffed it into Nian Qiwu's hand in a docile way, and then greeted Lu Buyong in a pretty manner.

For a while, the conversation was very pleasant.

In the side room, Su Xian was practicing for a long time, closing his eyes and sitting cross-legged, not hearing about things outside the window.

When Su Xian first found the dream beast

He simply mentioned the names of the four magical techniques nowadays, namely Dream Craft, Hidden World Tour, Killing Mengya and Mengyi.

On a night half a month ago, after Su Xian helped Nian Qiwu siblings, he finally got some recognition from Mengmeng Beast, and then learned about the effects and functions of these four magical techniques.

The most outstanding one is definitely the talented magical art of dreams.

It may be more appropriate to call this technique a unique treasure technique to treasure beasts.

Dream Technique has the effect of closing one's eyes and pretending to sleep. It is a kind of treasure technique. When facing those with weak spiritual consciousness, dream Technique can cause a momentary loss of mind to make his body lose his control, but when facing those with equal spiritual consciousness, it seems weak. After all, it is not a serious attack magic technique, but when the previous dream Technique and Nightmare Technique were combined, it instantly deprived everyone in the bamboo forest of control. That power is invincible below the fifth level, which is quite impressive.

Then, Su Xian gradually realized the branch effects of dreaming techniques that resulted in hyposomnia, such as dot consciousness, Peiyuan, Chuan Meng, minors, etc.

The terrifying effect of the eighth-level lit consciousness lamp is similar to the terrifying effect. When a person is born, he lit up his spiritual consciousness and helps others remember things. This is how Nian Qiwu tasted the sweet fruit.

Peiyuan fills in the incomplete divine thoughts and restores them to their original origin.

The dreams triggered by dreams must be based on the subjective consciousness of the dream beast. If the dream beast does not want to pass on what it sees and hears to the audience as a dream, then this effect will not be triggered.

The same is true for Peiyuan, Dianzhi, etc.

As long as the dream beast does not want to, the dream technique used by the dream beast will only have the power to urge people to sleep. In addition, it is just a minor.

Thinking back to the dream beast that Mengmeng Beast gave Nian Qiwu was an extremely complete dream technique. She pointed out the knowledge and made her remember the things, cultivated the Yuan to replenish her residual soul, and spread the dream to make her understand the truth. The remaining purple dream also improved Nian Qiwu's talent for divine cultivation, and had a similar effect, allowing her to achieve twice the result with half the effort in divine cultivation. Therefore, she had the fourth-level divine consciousness that looked down on her generation at the age of eighteen.

However, if the Dream Beast is one of the ten treasure beasts that are unparalleled in the world, and its talented treasure technique, Dream Beast, has only such a slight use, then it is not worthy of being called a treasure beast.

After half a month, the Dream Beast provided Su Xian's spiritual sea with a steady stream of purple air. The rich purple air turned into smoke, and even thickened to the point of turning into rain. With such assistance, although Su Xian lost control of his body in the past half month, his spiritual consciousness experienced a earth-shaking transformation.

Just like spring rain nourishes the earth, everything revives!

The best-grade king technique is a technique of ghost thieves. They use the strong to bully the weak. When they meet in a narrow road, they will be defeated by the superiors and will be fully cultivated.

This is true perfection, not that vulgar half-baked level!

The fourth-level top-grade magical cultivation technique and the spiritual turtle cultivation technique were mastered in just one day. The entire spiritual sea was extremely hot and excited. He became very sensitive to all the martial arts, magic techniques and other things related to divine thoughts, and could be understood at one touch. I guess this is the terrible thing about the dream beast!

If an ordinary person wants to learn a fourth-level top-grade martial art, he will be considered a genius if he uses it for a month, and there are many people who have used it for a year or two.

But Su Xian only took him one day.

At that time, Su Xian was shocked for more than half an hour. After coming back to his senses, although Su Xian only had control over his divine consciousness, he was as excited as a hungry wolf in his roaring moon. He suddenly wanted to rub the dream beast into his arms and love it well, but the dream beast was avoided like a plague god. The exquisite dream beast squirted Meng Yi and looked disgusted, without any concealment in his expression.

"Abnormal!" Then, Su Xian added another vulgar label in the mind of Mengmeng Beast.

So what?

In less than half a month, Su Xian had already given the dream beast a pertinent evaluation in his heart: A divine cultivator has the same way as winning the world!
Chapter completed!