People are in another world, starting from a prodigal invincible

Inception.

There is hardly one of the most wonderful exercises in the cultivation world.

This technique does not belong to the cultivation world.

It was just obtained by the Zhu family by chance, and then it was regarded as a treasure. After 30 years of struggle from a small family that was not popular, the Zhu family became a superpower in one fell swoop.

On the bed, Zhu Panqing closed her eyes. In the eyes of people in the cultivation world, Zhu Panqing's Dream Stealing Technique was simply stealing other people's dreams, or implanting some memories that did not belong to him in other people's dreams.

But Zhu Panqing knows in her heart that the most outrageous aspect of Stealing Dreams is that she can transfer all her cultivation to others in a single dream.

Her eyelids gradually became heavy, as if she had returned to the appearance of eight or nine years old. That night, she changed from a little beggar with a snotty nose to the adopted daughter of the Zhu family.

Miraculously, overnight, he became a master who dominates the realm.

It was really just a dream.

at this time.

Zhu Panqing was familiar with it, and soon established a dream, and her thoughts instantly drifted into Xu Le's spiritual sea in the center of the black ball.

level one,
The unconscious world of memory.

At this time, she stood there, looking around in a daze, and several figures appeared one after another around her. These were the elders of Zhu's family who had just entered Xu Le's spiritual world.

The next moment, a graceful figure slowly changed from blur to clarity.

Wang Zhiyan.

At this time, she was more like a curious baby. When she saw Zhu Panqing, she jumped over happily.

Wang Zhiyan pointed to not far away and asked: "Miss sister, have we entered Xu Le's spiritual world?"

Zhu Panqing nodded, and then said: "I haven't officially entered yet, but the picture here is a bit different from what I thought."

Not far away, the world was split in two.

Half of it is off-white and monotonous, while the other half is colorful and has lush flowers and trees.

An extremely uncoordinated combination.

There is nothing in this place except the two halves of the world.

Zhu Panqing looked carefully at every plant and thing here, trying to open her eyes wide and pick something useful.

suddenly.

At this time, clouds of hazy mist suddenly appeared in the gray-white world, as if gathering from all directions.

The fog formed a Caomiao village, with a dilapidated "Duan" flag hanging at the entrance of the village.

At the end of the village was a dilapidated thatched cottage. At this moment, the door opened with a creak.

There was a shadow in the mist, wearing a shabby plain shirt, he was a child who hadn't grown up, and he came to the square at the entrance of the village slowly.

I saw the child holding a very rough wooden sword, simply and meticulously drawing strokes.

Drawing the sword, the child seems to have practiced the simple drawing of the sword a million times, pulling it out and stabbing it and then returning to its position, then turning around and stabbing out with the sword again.

And around the little boy, gathered a group of watching adults, these people pointed at the little boy, and then whispered.

"Hey, everyone, look, this idiot from the Xu family is still practicing, and he has been practicing simple swordsmanship for almost a year."

"Silly, it goes without saying that he is not allowed to learn other swordsmanship if he is not good at basic swordsmanship."

"Young master is not stupid, don't talk nonsense." Suddenly, a thin child walked out of the crowd, dressed in shabby green clothes, trying to argue about something.

The shadow in the mist didn't care about other people's ridicule, and still drew, stabbed, and retracted the sword again and again.

Sweating profusely, eyes clear and firm.

In the distance, the mist gradually dissipated, and it was still the child. This time the child grew a little taller and his skin became darker.

He still has a wooden sword in his hand, which is still basic swordsmanship, but at this time the young man's eyes are shining brightly. Every time he makes a move with simple basic swordsmanship, he carries a forward-looking confidence. His hands are as steady as a rock, with the wooden sword in his hand. The appearance is like a work of art, every move can arouse the fluctuation of the whole body's aura.

The little boy in the mist can no longer hear the ridicule of others. His basic swordsmanship is different from others. He has achieved simplicity to the extreme.

The next moment, the screen turned, and a colorful world appeared in Zhu Panqing's eyes. She saw the little boy lying quietly on the grass, reading a colorful book.

In the distance, there are some strange-shaped buildings. These buildings are basically skyscrapers, some of which are even tens of feet high. Occasionally, there will be a piercing roar in the sky.

Whenever the roar sounds, there will be a monster shaped like a giant bird across the sky.

At this moment, the little boy just dropped the book and jumped up and down on the grass, shouting words that he didn't understand: "Handjob, handjob!"

The little boys here don't have daily practice, only constant noise and mischief, and for some reason they don't even have cultivation.

Everything seemed to be broken, as if the little boy's life had started again.

The little boy sleeps in class, naps in the lobby, and immediately becomes alive and well after class.

Years passed like this.

In the dream, the flowers and trees gradually dispersed, and the whole space returned to a gray look, and the two figures slowly began to merge in the hazy.

In the end, the sky thundered and flashed, and a figure fell from the tall building.

There were noisy voices all around: "It's not good, my uncle jumped off the building."

"Grandpa would rather die than surrender"

"Lord Nangong, my uncle was struck by lightning."

Then the whole world became much quieter, and the Eighth Great Elder and Zhu Panqing started to walk forward at this time, and everyone started to pinch the Fa Jue in their hands when they walked.

Wang Zhiyan just followed behind everyone in a daze.

Could those scenes just now be Xu Le's childhood?
The tall buildings in those scenes, those strange buildings, and the giant bird in the sky.

The giant bird was at least ten feet wide and twenty feet long. It had no spiritual energy fluctuations, but it just flew in the sky like that.

Are these all things in Xu Le's mind?
It's too weird.

Wang Zhiyan became more and more curious.

At this moment, the elders who were walking in front stopped, turned their heads and said, "Little girl, it's right here, the front is the critical point of memory and dream."

Zhu Panqing nodded, and pulled Wang Zhiyan beside her.

Wang Zhiyan couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? Miss sister?"

Zhu Panqing softly said: "Build a dream!"

"Building a dream?"

Zhu Panqing reached out and took out a talisman from her bosom and said, "Yes, when everyone is dreaming, some scenes will appear unconsciously, and we Dream Thieves, in order to make the dream more suitable for our own requirements, we will arrange to build dreams, It is for us to help the dreamer to dream, so as to guide the dreamer subconsciously to the direction we need."

Wang Zhiyan felt profound and asked, "What about me?"

Zhu Panqing was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the elders, and said: "We need a relatively long period of time this time. In our dreams, we are very likely to span thousands of years. You may not know it. Generally, when we enter a dream, at most The casting time is half an hour, within half an hour the dreamer cannot wake up, otherwise we will be forcibly left in someone else's dream."

Wang Zhiyan: "What will happen then?"

Zhu Panqing was expressionless, staring at Xu Le's gray space and said, "The time difference between dreams and reality is almost one to ten, that is to say, one day in reality and ten years in dreams. If the dreamer suddenly wakes up, and we If we don’t exit in time, then we can only leave when the dreamer dreams next time, if the dreamer doesn’t dream for ten and a half months, what do you think will happen to us?”

Wang Zhiyan was speechless, and said: "Then haven't you lived in the dreamer for hundreds of years?"

When I think about it, after hundreds of years like this, although I only sleep for a few days in the real world, it will be really boring in my dreams.

Wang Zhiyan felt terrible just by imagining it.

Hearing this, Zhu Panqing flicked her bangs, the talisman in her hand began to burn, and a golden sun suddenly appeared in the entire gray space.

Wang Zhiyan: "Miss sister? This is?"

Zhu Panqing said: "This is called a continuation point. If you talk too much, you won't understand. Anyway, if you are trapped in a dream, this golden light spot is our hope to get out."

Wang Zhiyan was thoughtful: "Continue, does it mean that if Xu Le wakes up, in the future, as long as he dreams, he will actively connect to this light spot?"

Zhu Panqing showed surprise and nodded: "Yes, after all, everyone dreams and will not continue the previous dream. If we want to go out, we can only let the dreamer actively connect to us, so that we will appear in his dream , have a chance to go out."

After a pause, Zhu Panqing said again: "Since a single dream cannot allow us to stay in it stably for thousands of years, so this time we decided to dream within a dream."

"Dream within a dream? I understand," Wang Zhiyan had a flash of inspiration, "I am creating a dream in my dream, and then you will have enough time."

Zhu Panqing glanced at Wang Zhiyan curiously, showing an evil smile, "Have you known about the Dream Pirates before?"

Wang Zhiyan shook her head, "What's wrong, young lady, did I say something wrong?"

"nothing!"

The next moment, Zhu Panqing raised her right hand and moved it to Wang Zhiyan's eyes.

Snapped!
After snapping her fingers, Wang Zhiyan's body went limp and she fell to the ground.

Zhu Panqing shifted her eyes to the eight elders beside her, "The ancestors and uncles really have eyes, this little girl is very talented."

Beside him, the eight elders smiled knowingly, and six of them sat on the ground, arranging a magic circle around Wang Zhiyan.

Zhu Panqing lay down, followed the other two elders, and slowly closed her eyes.

Three strands of golden spiritual energy were slowly released from the body, and then gathered together. The next moment, they directly penetrated into Wang Zhiyan's eyebrows.