Black Moonlight just wants to soar

When Mu Jiangyin heard this, he just smiled.

He didn't care about such childish words, he just rubbed Chong Feng's head to show comfort, and then reached out to touch his wrist again.

Feeling the heavy wind, the pulse is strong, but it beats too fast.

"Are you really okay?" Mu Jiangyin didn't believe it, he took out the storage bag, took out the heart-protecting pill that he asked for from the doctor when he was in the human world, and gave it to Chongfeng.

This time, Chongfeng didn't resist taking the medicine like before. He obediently took the medicine and stretched out his wrist: "Ayin, I'm really fine. If you don't believe me, you can touch it again."

As expected, Mu Jiangyin felt his pulse again, this time the pulse was very strong and unusually steady, showing that the child was very healthy.

Only then did Mu Jiangyin heave a sigh of relief, and waited aside with heavy wind.

Those cultivators whispered around the stone tablet and looked left and right, none of them wanted to be the first to truly enter the dreamland.

Suddenly, Mu Jiangyin saw an acquaintance walking out from the crowd and walking up to the stele.

It was the monk with the whip scar on his face.

The monk stomped his feet and said, "If I can't break through, I can only wait to die. I don't care, I'm willing to take a gamble!"

After speaking, he stepped forward with his left foot and walked towards the stone tablet.

The moment his left foot touched the stone tablet, the originally cold stone tablet made a soft buzzing sound, and his whole foot sank into the stone tablet.

His feet seemed to have paused inside the stele, and after a while, he gritted his teeth, and stepped into the stele without being seen.

Everyone has long known that this stele on the square is the door to enter the real Dreamland.

But seeing it with my own eyes now is still quite shocking.

After all, apart from a large number of Nascent Soul stage monks and some Transformation Spirit stage monks, there are also a small number of Void Refining stage and Fusion stage monks.

Especially with the cultivation base of the body-fitting monks, they can't detect the slightest abnormality of this stele, and can't see what kind of formations this stele has. This shows that even if treasures can be obtained here, the danger is beyond ordinary places.

Some monks have already been here once, and seeing someone stepping into the stele first, they no longer hesitated, stepped into the stele one after another, and went to find their own opportunities in the Dreamland.

Later, those monks even crowded together. After all, the stele was only as tall as one person and half a meter wide, so it was impossible for many people to enter at once.

Some monks even fought fiercely in front of the stele in order to seize the opportunity to enter.

Mu Jiangyin naturally wouldn't compete with them.He always felt that there was a weirdness everywhere in this Dreamland.

But what was so weird about it, he couldn't tell.

He waited until most of the monks had entered the stele, and then went forward with a strong wind to look at the stele.

There are ancient characters engraved on the stone tablet, the content is similar to what An Qing said, and it tells the origin of this Dreamland.

The prosperity here is a broken space left by the ancient times.

I have been wandering in the gap of time, and only when I feel the call of a saint will I appear in time and space.

"...Our generation is dead, and the remnant body is also destroyed. Only this square inch of space and a few strands of remnant souls are left. If someone else is destined to break into this place and take in the remnant souls for us, I will be grateful and use the treasures inside as Thank you, give it to someone who is destined..."

Mu Jiangyin frowned slightly when he saw the words on the stele.

If it is the shattered space left by the battle between gods and demons, how many gifts can there be in it?

Besides, it has already been opened once, and it is opened again this time, how much is left of the thank you gift? ?

But the aura here is indeed very strong, especially when standing near the stele, you can feel the rich aura seeping out of it.

Even for a magic cultivator like Mu Jiangyin, who has cultivated in the stage of transforming into a god, taking a sip is as powerful as taking a high-grade demon pill.No wonder An Qing could easily form alchemy inside.

Mu Jiangyin hesitated in front of the stele for a moment, thinking of the fire in Wuzi City, thinking that if he couldn't advance quickly, he might be captured by Yun Lijiu again, so he stopped hesitating and stepped into the stele with a strong wind.

The inside of the stele was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Mu Jiangyin released his consciousness, looked around, and found that this was actually a tunnel.

The corridor is quite wide, over a hundred meters high and several kilometers long.

And on the top wall of the corridor, there was something lying on its stomach.

There seems to be some kind of restriction in the tunnel, even Mu Jiang's spiritual consciousness in Yin Huashen stage can barely detect the surroundings, and he wants to carefully observe what the top wall is, but he can't.

Mu Jiangyin's eyes twitched twice.

Although An Qing said that this cave looked scary, but it was actually very safe, but Mu Jiangyin still felt that it was dangerous.

He even suspected that this place wasn't some ancient monk's dreamland left behind to thank future generations, maybe it was an ancient battlefield, and there might be some mutated ancient monsters.

Thinking of this, Mu Jiangyin became even more worried, cold sweat dripped out of the hand holding the heavy wind.

I can't let Chong Feng take risks with me anymore - this was Mu Jiangyin's first thought.

Regardless of Chongfeng's objection, he took out his Sumeru hut and locked Chongfeng in forcibly.

He also used a chain to wear the Sumeru House into a necklace, and hung it on his heart close to the flesh.

After doing all this, he raised his wrist slightly, and a large piece of black lotus slipped from his wrist, but it could only bloom to a distance of 500 meters, and then it could not spread any more.

He opened the net pattern finger again, covered himself with the defensive cover of the finger, summoned Bi An to increase his speed buff, did not dare to stay for a moment, and rushed out of the cave directly.

There is no change in the cave, and the sun is shining outside the cave, which is a forest.

There is no danger.

Mixuan couldn't help but whispered: "Master, are you too nervous?"

Mu Jiangyin said: "It's always good to be careful."

He added an invisibility method to himself, walked out of the woods carefully, and finally saw the Dream Brilliance described by An Qing.

Outside the woods is an open space on the mountainside. Mu Jiangyin looked far away, only seeing the continuous mountains and a huge palace at the foot of the mountain.

Those palaces were different from the glazed tiles that Mu Jiangyin saw outside, they were all made of spiritual stones, and the light blue palaces emitted a touch of smoothness and extremely rich spiritual power.

Mu Jiangyin flew down and came to the open space outside the palace, where he saw several Nascent Soul stage monks meditating on the spot. The speed at which they absorbed spiritual energy was visible to the naked eye.

He carefully bypassed the monks and walked towards the palace.

There is only one hall, which is very deep. There is a pool in the middle of the hall. The water in the pool is milky white, and a lotus flower is blooming on the water surface.

The lotus is so huge that it occupies half of the palace. The petals of the lotus are as shiny as jade, exuding an even stronger aura.

There are already several monks at the stage of transformation, flying on the petals of the lotus, sitting cross-legged, and some monks even lie on the stems of the lotus, absorbing the spiritual energy crazily.

Seeing him approaching, a monk came out of his body with a buzzing sound: "Boy, you dare to come over and snatch me, I'm afraid you are looking for death!"

Mu Jiangyin frowned slightly. He felt that these monks, against the background of this huge lotus, were like aphids growing in the calyx, densely packed, making people shudder.

Mu Jiangyin stepped back a few steps and left quickly.

And those monks didn't realize that they had such a terrifying appearance at all, and continued to absorb spiritual energy in it.

Mu Jiangyin wandered around all day, and found that although there is only one palace here, there are many caves, pools, and streams.

But every cave, pond, and creek exudes a strong aura, and there are monks practicing in it.

He went all the way to dark, and there was nothing unusual.

At this time, even Bi An felt that Mu Jiangyin was worrying too much: "Master, if you absorb the aura here like them as soon as you come in, I'm afraid you have already raised a small level by now."

Mu Jiangyin was a little shaken.

He decided to wait another night. If there is still no abnormality here after tonight, then he will be impolite.

Mu Jiangyin found a quiet corner with no aura, opened the concealment array he had used when he was fleeing for his life, and released the heavy wind from the Sumeru hut: "Xiaofeng, there is no danger for now, you can come out to breathe."

Chongfeng was extremely reluctant when he went in, but when he came out, his emotions had calmed down.

He hummed in a low voice, and asked, "Ayin, how is your practice today?"

Just as Mu Jiangyin was about to answer, she sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power nearby, and immediately covered Chongfeng's mouth, motioning him to be quiet.

Chong Feng nodded.

The two hid in the hidden formation and waited quietly.

After waiting for a while, I saw an ordinary-looking young man walking over with an old woman.

Mu Jiangyin saw at a glance that they used magic to cover up their true identities.

Many of the people who came here covered their real bodies, and there were only a few who didn't cover up at all like monks with whip scars.

Things like old women and young people are normal.

The young man looked around and checked the surroundings with his spiritual sense, then said, "Mother, rest here for a while."

The old woman didn't answer.

The young man said again: "I'll go nearby to see the situation."

As he spoke, he wanted to leave, but was stopped by the old woman: "Do you want to practice too?"

Although the old woman looked old, her voice was not old.

Not only is it not old, but it is crisp and sweet, very pleasant, like a girl's voice.

Mu Jiangyin didn't care about the mother and son at first, but when he heard the old woman's voice, he was startled.

That voice...

He remembered it clearly.

That was Xiaoxue's voice.

In the White Tiger Cave, the voice of Xiaoxue who killed her master Ling Xiao.

Mu Jiangyin couldn't help clenching his palms tightly, holding his breath even more, for fear of being discovered by Xiaoxue.

He has learned how strong Xiaoxue is.

What's more, now Xiaoxue still has a right-hand man by her side.

He was afraid of being discovered by Xiaoxue, so he didn't dare to look at the mother and child, let alone use his spiritual sense to investigate. He just restrained his mind and let their voices come automatically.

The young man was very annoyed that his mother prevented him from practicing.

He said with displeasure, "You're just being too cautious. I don't see anything unusual here. If you hadn't stopped me, most of my injuries today would have been healed!"

Xiaoxue sneered: "If it weren't for my prudence as a mother, you would have died that day, so why are you recuperating?"

The young man was even more displeased: "It's all your fault that you are timid in doing things, saying that Yun Lijiu planted a nightmare and it is almost as good as death, so you have to give him a nightmare. If I had followed my plan, Yunlijiu would have died in my hands long ago. Where is the disaster later?!"

"Shut up!" Xiaoxue scolded angrily, and looked around vigilantly, "Don't mention that person's name. We are already lost dogs now, and the most important thing is to hide ourselves well."

A resentful look appeared on the young man's face, but he finally shut up and said no more.

Just meditate cross-legged on the spot and seize the time to practice.

When Mu Jiangyin heard their words, his heart beat like a drum.