The gray sky, the black earth, all colors have lost their luster.
The incarnation of Chen Mu's dream power walked down the mountain cautiously with curiosity and confusion. He had to guard against the unknown world, especially against other dream comers.
Any dreamer who enters a dream world that is beyond his control must keep one rule in mind: his identity must not be revealed unless absolutely necessary.
Because the dream world is a world that cannot be restricted by imperial laws, and there is the fastest resource for dreamers to improve their realm: depriving other dreamers of their dream power.
When the dream power is woven into the dream world, unless the incarnation of the wish power is produced, it will become irrecyclable waste, but the dream power in the dream master is different. It is not an exaggeration to compare it to the purest source of water.
The dream power taken from other dream masters can not only be stored in Mengli Hai for direct use, but can also be slowly refined to expand Mengli Hai's dream-making ability. In this way, Menglihai can continuously replenish the consumed dream power.
The way to snatch the dream power is very crude and simple: kill the opponent and take it as your own before the opponent's dream power dissipates.
If the consciousness enters a dream and the incarnation dies in the dream world, the consciousness will also dissipate, and the body in the real world will become a vegetative state. If the body falls into a dream, then death is real death.
Of course, this is the case of being beheaded by the dream master. If the consciousness is just like a dream, the person can quickly return to reality in times of crisis, while other injuries can only cause the loss of the dream power incarnation, and it will not take long to recover.
Therefore, although Chen Mu used all the dream power he could control this time, he was mainly on guard against other dream masters.
Everything in the dream world may have been transformed by other dream masters. The basis for judgment is the purity of the dream power in the other person. This can only be achieved by mental power, and the amount of mental power used must be high. The amount of dream power contained in the other party's incarnation, otherwise the consciousness will be shocked like Chen Mu before.
Chen Mu kept his original appearance and guessed the setting of the dream world.
It is said that any dream world will assimilate the creatures or objects that enter it, especially complex and advanced dream worlds. The assimilation is the most obvious, and the outsiders can be given corresponding abilities according to the strength of their dream power. For example, a seventh-level fantasy dream world is mainly set to practice fighting qi. If a character with trillions of dream powers enters, he can immediately become the strongest fighting qi cultivator in the world.
But what surprised Chen Mu was that he didn't feel any changes in himself. He didn't know whether it was because there were no powers in this world or because he had too little dream power. After all, a stone here contains many times more dream power than his dream power incarnation.
After walking aimlessly for a long time, a vast sea of magma and fire appeared in Chen Mu's eyes. What he didn't expect was that there were countless huge black towers surrounding the sea of fire, and unknown creatures as dense as ants were pouring black stones into the sea of fire.
As I got closer, I saw that the black stones were obtained by chipping away volcanoes, and were then dragged by a one-horned black bull that was hundreds of feet tall. The identities of those ants are also clear. They look like humans, but they are covered in scales and have hook-like fingers. They look very ferocious and powerful.
Suddenly, two black shadows quickly enlarged and were approaching at an extraordinary speed. Chen Mu didn't take any chances, so he hid under the black rock beside him, and the two comers stopped just above him.
"There is no aura of life within half a mile here, you can say that."
Chen Mu felt funny when he heard this. He had the purest dream power. Not to mention the characters woven by the dream power, even dream masters who were not much stronger than him would not be able to detect it. What I didn't expect was to encounter such a secret thing as soon as I came in.
"Five hundred years ago, your clan's success was completely ruined, all because of a divine weapon. With the threat of a divine weapon, even if the seal can be broken twenty years later, it will inevitably happen again."
"Why, the Spiritual King is still worried about our clan?"
"Let me get straight to the point. I am here to make a deal with you, and the reward is to eliminate all the heirs of Qianbian Tianjun for you."
"Haha! As expected of the King of Spiritual Cultivators, you are so loud. The head of the nine great aristocratic families, is it something you can get rid of just by saying you can?"
"I can't help it. My requirements are too high. If you don't show enough sincerity, I'm afraid you won't agree."
"My clan has been living underground for hundreds of years and has always been barren. What resources are you interested in? I'm interested after hearing what you say. You can tell me about it."
"I need five hundred Blood Spirit clansmen whose bloodline quality is no lower than that of the third-level royal clan."
"Absolutely impossible"
"The clan leader might as well think about it first. Compared to the Si family who controls the Qian Chang Tianjun, this deal is a very good deal."
"Get out of here before I take action. The children of my clan will never serve as human sacrifices."
"Haha, Clan Chief, what can you do to me if I don't leave? It's only a matter of time for me to hunt down the five hundred royal clans. Can you protect all the clan members at all times?"
"You can try it."
After leaving the harsh words behind, the clan leader turned around and left with a cold snort. The Xiuling King watched the other party's back disappear, his expression gloomy and uncertain, and his eyes shone with confidence.
"He will agree."
"who?"
There was a sudden sound in his ears, and the soul-cultivation king who was meditating on the spot was suddenly shaken. Even the strong man who didn't notice the slightest movement from him was definitely not inferior to him. If I had known that the Blood Spirit Tribe had such a powerful enemy, I shouldn't have come to them so blatantly.
No matter who the visitor was, Chen Mu didn't plan to stay any longer. It couldn't be related to him anyway. He immediately controlled his dream power to change shape, disguised himself as a flying insect and chased in the direction of the clan leader. That was where the purpose of his trip might lie.
——He never imagined that something that seemed to have absolutely nothing to do with him would be closely related to his next actions.
The clan leader went straight to the edge of the sea of fire. When Chen Mu arrived, he discovered that there was a black city here, built on the land where the volcano had been bulldozed.
The scene in the city is very surprising. Its functions are similar to those of ordinary cities, but the items sold by merchants are weird and there are no decent products at all.
Although this is a black and white world, the images of creatures are extremely clear. There were crowds of people, and various animals of different sizes walked through it, being used as livestock.
There are very few men on the street. Humanoid species with scaly armor and hooked fingers are common. Women are extremely beautiful, and almost all of them only have animal skins covering their important parts. The skin exposed to the air may be the only bright temptation in this world. .
As a dream interpreter, Chen Mu's ability to resist temptation is undoubted, and he clearly realizes that everything he sees is woven by the power of dreams. He followed closely behind the clan leader, and his intuition told him that he would be able to find his target.
After passing through the busy city, the patriarch entered a majestic palace complex with many independent castles, large and small. The patriarch walked towards the central and most majestic building with his hands behind his back, and everyone who saw him saluted him.
The number of men here increased significantly, and silk began to be used in clothing materials. Chen Mu knew clearly that from the environment of the dream world, this palace was definitely the most luxurious and powerful place. Most dreamers regard themselves as the protagonist of the world, and they are likely to appear here directly when they come in.
Chen Mu had some guesses about the man's identity in this world. The most likely person was the heir to the clan leader, or other contenders with the potential to become the clan leader.
For dream interpreters or dream interpreters, it is not difficult to judge ordinary dreamers. Regardless of whether they are consciously dreaming or physically dreaming, those who do not have dream power in their consciousness can be detected only by using dream power or mental power to test a little.
As a second-level dream interpreter, Chen Mu is not yet able to decompose the third-level dream world, but the target is only one of the characters, and his tens of billions of mental powers are more than enough.
There was no need for the clan leader to lead the way. Chen Mu, who turned into a flying insect, walked and checked, releasing his mental power to scan every castle. Soon, he found a clue in a small black castle far away from him.
In order to make things easier, he saw a man in white appearing and possessed him without hesitation. Possession requires the use of more dream power than the opponent's body. Chen Mu, who only has a few hundred dream powers, has to use his mental power to first suppress his dream power and then control the other person's body.
Then, he also used his mental power to read the other party's memory, otherwise he would have to exchange the same amount of dream power for dream power. Not only would his own memory be replaced, but he would not be able to exchange it now.
He learned from the other party's memory that the owner of this body was named Liu Feng, and he was the son of the leader of Shenming. He was plotted and rescued by Wu Xiruo, the princess of the Wulian tribe of the Blood Spirit tribe.
Speaking of the Blood Spirit Tribe, Chen Mu was slightly shocked. The scaly and hook-fingered humanoids he had seen before turned out to be ordinary men from the Blood Spirit Tribe.
Entering the castle, the scene inside is completely different from the outside world. Not only is it spacious and clean, but the pearls inlaid on the roof and walls illuminate the entire hall as if it were daytime.
"Hey! Isn't this the human dog that Xi Ruo picked up? Why did it break free from the chain and run out?"
Chen Mu heard the sound and looked around, and immediately exclaimed in surprise: the man sitting in the living room who was sarcastic to him was actually an ordinary person who had fallen asleep, his face and appearance had not changed.
"Haha, you said you were a dog and you licked it. Don't be so excited. I didn't *feed* you."
Chen Mu automatically ignored what the other party said. Seeing that the other party had completely lost his memory of reality, he planned to use force to take him out of the dream world. At this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared and struck the man.
"Xiruo, what do you mean?"
The man dodged the attack and angrily yelled at the attacker.
The person who came was a woman with a delicate face and a graceful figure. The most addictive thing was the turbulent waves under her neck.
"I said that anyone who looks down on him is insulting me, and anyone who dares to touch him is my enemy."
After the woman finished speaking, she took back her sword, turned around and hugged Chen Mu's arm without hesitation.
Chen Mu looked strange because:
"Wu Xiruo, don't forget, I am your fiancé. No matter how you seduce a wild man, you can't change the fact that you are about to marry me."
"Put away your spring and autumn dreams. I would rather go on a mission to Kyushu than marry you. Also, Wucheng, listen carefully. I'll say it again, I only belong to Liu Feng in this life."
Wucheng was so angry that he was fighting all over, gnashing his teeth and unable to speak. His murderous eyes were fixed on the man and woman in front of him.
Wu Xiruo turned a deaf ear. Her jade face, which was as cold as ice a moment ago, turned into a sweet smile and looked at Chen Mu: "Brother Feng, leave him alone. Let's go. You promise to have a bridal chamber with me tonight."
Chen Mu was horrified and quickly read Liu Feng's memory again, but still didn't find it.
However, seeing Wucheng's eyes cracked and bloodshot, Chen Mu decided to cooperate. Maybe with such excitement, Wucheng would wake up on his own.
"How can I forget what I promised you? Tonight, we belong to each other."
Wu Xiruo raised her head in surprise. She just said casually, why did the man agree? No matter so much, it was rare that he finally got the idea, and he must not let it go regardless of whether it was true or false.
In Wucheng's extreme anger, Wu Xiruo pulled Chen Mu and ran into the bedroom impatiently.
