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Chapter 17 Dream World

Mu Song's body shook, as if he was touched with electricity. Although it was only a short time, he could see clearly the appearance of the gun. His breath was familiar. He had indeed felt this breath in the Zong family, which was very thin. Mu Song looked at Mu Fan in front of him with interest. What a fortune.

The Spirit Feather Soul-Searching Gun was caught between his eyebrows, and those helpless gun shadows disappeared without a trace. The referee bent down and grabbed Song Xiu, who was unconscious on the ground with one hand, and moved back a few steps. Song Xiu's infatuated expression was really anxious, but the scene was stabilized. Wen Shan's breathing was a little rapid. Today's competition did not last long, but so many things happened.

The gentle Qiwu wrapped the somewhat demented Song Xiu. It was reasonable to stop him in time. This kid had some strength and was not stupid enough. After checking and confirming that nothing was left, he asked the people of the same clan to take him away. He gave a few words to deal with the funeral afterwards and said anything was easy to say.

"Xiaofan, it's very good. I have reached the fifth stage of Qiwu Realm in just a few days." Mu Song smiled, remembering that the young man in front of him had just awakened Qiwu a few months ago. It was only a few days after the clan infighting that had just ended, Mu Fan's changes can be said to be earth-shaking.

Mu Fan scratched the back of his head with a little embarrassed shame. He planned to hide some strength, but who knew that he would do such things, "Master of the family, don't lift me up." Mu Fan wanted to continue saying a few words, but once again, the spiritual Xuanyuan felt dizzy, and his hand was shaking and fell directly on Mu Song's body.

After the high-intensity Qi and Martial Arts consumption twice, Mu Fan could not withstand his tired body. Song Xiu's fortune on the fire element was also a bit high among his peers. He exhausted the last little Qi and Martial Arts. If the appearance of the Lingyu Soul-Exploring Spear at the last moment allowed his will to fight, perhaps the end of this competition would have been subverted.

When he was tired, he had a good rest. Mu Song nodded to the referee Wen Shan beside him. It seemed that the subsequent competition could not be continued. After watching Mu Song, the head of the Mu family, leave the competition platform and return to the observation zone, Wen Shan came to the center of the competition platform with some briskness. At this moment, this place belongs to him.

"Okay, the first round of competition ends here. The warriors Xu Zicheng, the Xu family and Mu Fan, who successfully entered the second round," there was no explanation, and there was no need to explain. The subsequent section of the first round was really unexpected. The final result given by the referee was that Xu Zicheng of Xu family won, and the second round was purely entertainment.

The only thing I worry about now is Xu Zicheng. I don’t know if the aftermath of the mantra of the heart and the mantra of the lost god will affect tomorrow’s competition. However, according to the current situation, it was already very good that he could wake up before the competition.

In the spiritual mysterious realm, Mu Fan sat cross-legged outside the scroll. There was a world hidden in the scroll. That world was completely alive. Since Mu Fan fainted last time, a sound came from his mind over and over again. The voice called him and followed it to Mu Fan to outside the scroll. Unexpectedly, it was it calling.

A touch of mental power was released from the scroll. The towering ancient tree in the middle of the scroll was shaking hard with buttery branches. The influx of mental power was a bit familiar. A powerful attraction sucked Mu Fan into the scroll without any resistance.

Opening his eyes again, Mu Fan rubbed his eyes hard. He could not believe everything he saw. At first, the outside world was only touching the picture. Only when he really walked in was shocking. Mu Fan was a little resistant to this. As a child, he was full of love for everything and the current environment was a little bit

The suppression made him breathless.

After calming down, Mu Fan began to think about how to improve this realm. He really couldn't do anything for a while. Mu Fan sat cross-legged and a striking dragon-shaped martial arts imprint under him. The white dragon climbed up along his body, and a thunder and lightning that broke through the air above his head fell straight down.

Water is the source of all things, and the most urgent task is to prepare the water source first. There is no qi and martial arts enveloped on Mu Fan's body. He can only carry it with his pure body. With the golden and stone reaching sincerity, Mu Fan can feel that the towering ancient tree behind him has weak vitality, but it really exists and is spiritual.

Mu Fan used his body to carry every thunder falling. The power of the thunder falling is unbearable to this realm. Since he tried his best to summon lightning, even for the good of this realm, he had to bear it himself. After enduring several thunder falling, the white dragon relying on Mu Fan's body began to roar heart-wrenchingly.

Thunder is a masculine power, gathering the righteous energy of heaven and earth, Mu Fan's body began to tremble, and he could not bear the power of falling thunder. Another wave of falling thunder rolled down. The power of falling thunder was far superior to the other. Mu Fan hunched his back and spewed out a mouthful of blood. His internal organs showed signs of breaking. The limit was that, was this his limit?

The smell of blood in his mouth stimulated him, and he wiped the remaining blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and he would not admit defeat.

"Young man, stop holding on, your body can't stand it anymore." A vicissitudes of life echoed in Mu Fan's ears. Mu Fan shook his body, his ear tips trembled. It was the towering ancient tree behind him.

Mu Fan ignored him. He raised his head and smiled and faced the bitter falling thunder. Even if his soul was destroyed, he had to withstand it. At the moment when the thunder fell, Mu Fan felt something pouring into his dantian. The five stars symbolizing the fifth stage of Qiwu Realm were destroyed one after another. The five stars floated above Mu Fan's head, separating the lightning into half.

"Everyone said, young man, don't bear it." The towering ancient tree said earnestly. A brown-yellow root broke through the dark soil, and the end of the root was rumbled and revealed something. The balls of Qiwu and the five stars above the head, and part of Qiwu filled the gap in the dantian.

It was a little strange that the appearance of the mass of Qi Wu calmed the thick clouds above the head, timid. The first kingly aura disappeared in an instant. It was impossible to be sure that the gentle Qi Wu that was suppressing the pressure of lightning was actually the gentle Qi Wu that poured into the body. No, this power was definitely not an ordinary Qi Wu.

"I didn't expect that the one who awakened me was a little baby, but that was not bad." Mu Fan was stunned. The voices in front and behind were different, which means that the two people were talking one after another.

"Boy, are you very curious? The originally vibrant world has become a world of death. In fact, this is already like this here. Most of what you see is past memories and lingering memories."

A shadow came out of the towering ancient tree, and the shadow looked a little fat. "Hello, my name is Mengmeng. Do you think I am very cute?"

Mu Fan was stunned, thinking that the man had what kind of immortality that man lived in the ancient tree, but what he walked out was a stupid panda who wanted to speak but stopped.

"Don't talk, I know what you are thinking, Humph! This continent is called Dream Continent. How prosperous it has been for years. If not, okay, let me tell you about this tree. This tree is a bridge connecting heaven, earth, man and gods, and building wood."

“Compared to you

The world is different from the world you are in. The time in the dream world passes three times slower than the outside world. Everything here is related to time and space, and is the exclusive area of ​​the inheritors of time and space in history. Of course, you are the second inheritor to enter this place after the first generation. Xiaofan, the situation here is hard to tell you for a moment. I hope you can take on the responsibility of the inheritors of time and space and keep the dream world alive."

Mengmeng stood on tiptoe and came to Mu Fan lightly. Its fat hands wiped the black dirt from its fingertips, and blew away the black thing with some disgust. Then its fingers shaped the look of a book in the air.

The cover of the book is ancient green, and the border is inlaid with copper brown. The brown color that Mu Fan first reminds of the towering ancient tree behind him. The three words "Water Hill Note" appear on the ancient book. This is definitely not something from this world. "Water Hill Note is the key to entering the dream world, which records the first generation's understanding of time and space."

The refusal to Mu Fan of this watershed book was acceptable at first, but after hearing the word "first generation", Mu Fan immediately hesitated. He was the second warrior to come here. "Mengmeng, I am just a warrior who has just entered the fifth stage of the Qi Martial Realm. How can I bear such a heavy responsibility?" Think twice before doing things, and figure things out first and do not make arbitrary decisions.

Mengmeng was so angry that she put her hands on her hips. She didn't expect that this fat bear had a waist. Mengmeng raised her slap to her head, and she was so angry that she couldn't make a big deal. "You would be angry to death. I told you that I had dealt with the inheritors of time and space in the past, and you could get into my eyes. Tell me, you'd have reached the fifth stage of Qiwu Realm at the age of eight, not to mention that you are far more than the fifth stage of Qi."

After listening, Mu Fan immediately felt the changes in the Dantian. As he said, the five stars in the Dantian disappeared, replaced by purple clouds and mist, and the star-sized fog turned into mist. This is an illusion that only occurs in the early stage of the tenth stage of the Qiwu Realm. The number of stars is just a simple segmentation. After exceeding nine stars, there will be extremely detailed realm differentiation. A small ten stage of the Qiwu Realm hidden many realms, early stage, mid stage, late stage, small pole position, middle level, great pole position, and great perfection.

"Xiaofan, do you know why only you and the first generation came to this dream world? In fact, I have found those inheritors. They died young because of their time and space attributes. Of course, when I found them, they were all over middle-aged. Either they gave up the path of warriors and became obscured, or they were destroyed by their foundations and could not cultivate martial arts. The destruction of Jianmu made the dream world lose its vitality. Although the dream world and the mountain and sea world are independent of each other, they are closely connected. The dream world is destroyed by the mountain and sea world, it will never exist again."

Mengmeng's words woke Mu Fan up. He used his body to resist the rolling thunder before, which showed that he was responsible, which was also one of the reasons why Mengmeng decided to appear. "What is needed to restore vitality in the dream world, and what do I need to do."

After saying this, Mengmeng's nervous heart fell, but fortunately the baby agreed, "What you need is to practice hard and raise the state as soon as possible. If you get my recognition, you have gained the recognition of the dream world. This is your place of cultivation. You just need to mobilize Qiwu to the watershed to enter here."

For a moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. Mu Fan's forehead felt dizzy. He left the dream world the next second. Everything around him returned to the darkness. The twelve dragon patterns in the spiritual mystery domain shone brightly. I haven't seen Brother Long for a long time, but he just couldn't call Brother Long.

The time in the dream world passes three times that of the outside world, and what he gets three times that of the outside world, reaching the early stage of the Qiwu Realm, Qiwu Xingzi transformed into Qiwu Yunwu, and this wave of advancement was a bit earth-shaking.

(End of this chapter)
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