Looking at Mr. Yumei who was leisurely missing the air in front of him, Yan Yan sometimes felt that the monks in the mountain and sea realm had cultivated powerful spiritual power, which was actually as mentioned in "Mencius" in "Teng Wengong's Chapter" and "Teng Wen Gong's Chapter"

It is the same principle that those who work hard will govern others.

The most typical one is like the one in front of you...

Mr. Yumei's only actual cultivation level in his body is far less than Yan Yan.

But at this moment, only using spiritual sense to enjoy it, the old man looked much more calm and elegant than Yan Yan.

Only by controlling the power of spiritual consciousness to wander around the void, Mr. Yumei’s powerful strength in the realm of Taoism will be revealed immediately.

According to Mr. Yumei, the place she was going to was only allowed to go to by the spiritual body, and the physical body could not enter.

So, Yan Yan was still guided by Mr. Yumei after he entered the dream like the last time he led Chen Zhen back to the past.

In the world of divine consciousness in the dream, after the two people's dream realm, the scenery between the Chongshan Temple is actually no different from the Tianbei Island in ordinary times.

"Why are these people dreaming, but they are all dreaming about Tianbei Island?" Can dreams be so neatly done?

Yan Yan's spiritual consciousness was shrouded in the powerful spiritual consciousness barrier by Mr. Yumei. She almost didn't have to consume any spiritual power. Mr. Yumei's spiritual power could easily lead her forward.

Mr. Yumei raised his hand and brushed off a foot flying in front of him. When his hand gently stroked the foot, the foot dissipated like a wisp of smoke and dust.

As the footsteps dissipated, a large area around them collapsed.

Yan Yan immediately understood that the foot that Mr. Yumei had just stroked away was unknown. I don’t know who dreamed of it. Because of Mr. Yumei’s sudden interference, the person’s dream changed tremendously.

The large area that collapsed just now was the dream of the dreamer who was accidentally interfered by Mr. Yumei.

Such interference will not affect the other party's spiritual consciousness, but the realm collapsed a bit violently. Yan Yan probably might have woken up that person by them.

"The reason why you see such a unified dream is because of the mountain protection formation. After all, during the time of asking for the Tao, no one knows whether there are any evil people in it."

"Although monks sleep less, they cannot avoid needing rest. If someone uses the dream realm to hurt the kingdom of God, such a thing is absolutely not allowed to happen in Tianbei Island. Therefore, the dream we see is

It will only reflect the appearance of Tianbei Island.”

Yan Yan nodded.

It is indeed Tianbei Island, which is completely comprehensive. It not only restrains people's behavior, but also manages the dreams they have.

The two walked forward for another period. Because they were walking in dreams one by one, Yan Yan could not tell how long he had walked, and it was Mr. Yumei's footsteps, so she couldn't figure out how far the old man had walked.

Moreover, although the scenery around is the scenery of Tianbei Island, it overlaps completely irregularly, because the dreams of many people are superimposed together, which roughly looks OK, but you will be dizzy when you look closely.

Yan Yan can't tell the difference between the south, south, west and north.

In this way, Mr. Yumei was leading forward in one direction.

Walking until the Chongshan Mountains disappeared, a large area of ​​white mist appeared in front of me, and the white mist seemed to be covered with scattered light blue stars.

It’s like sprinkling a handful of light blue sugar on a thick piece of glass, which has a very unreal artistic beauty.

Mr. Yumei's voice sounded gently: "It's here."

As he said that, Mr. Yumei's steps also went down the air, walking towards the beautiful handful of sugar step by step.

Only when the two of them really fell down did Yan Yan see clearly.

There is no frosting, it is actually a large group of scattered lakes.

The dots of "white sugar" that Yan Yan saw just now were lakes of different sizes.

Yan Yan was a little surprised. Mr. Yumei was walking so high just now.

Mr. Yumei walked in the darkness and explained: "If we don't walk higher, the dreams we encounter will be more frequent and complex, and we may not necessarily have any strange monsters or people."

"It's troublesome to disturb people's dreams, so we go higher and encounter fewer dreams."

Yan Yan couldn't help laughing when she heard it.

The old man's kindness is reflected in all aspects.

She suddenly became a little curious, wondering if she could take her into Bi Cheng and her dreams when she went back.

I don’t know what Bi Cheng and the others are doing in their dreams.

Feeling a slight chill on his arms, Yan Yan looked around and found that the more he walked inside, the more heavy the fog became.

When I arrived at this place, I suddenly had a dream.

The fog here is also a bit powerful, and she could clearly feel the chill through Mr. Yumei's barrier.

Yan Yan took out a fur from his ring and wrapped his body tightly, then looked at Mr. Yumei with concern.

Then Yan Yan found that Mr. Yumei's cheeks were slightly flushed at this moment.

This is a typical expression of inner excitement.

Yan Yan was a little surprised.

Why is the old man who has always been as calm as a mountain on weekdays so excited?

Could it be that there is someone who is important to Mr. Yumei in this place...

But what are you doing with her on a date?

Do you force dog food to give her?

Mr. Yumei is now stepping on the land with Yan Yan.

The two of them walked by the shores of those lakes. Sometimes the two lakes were separated by a shallow pool. In this way, Yan Yan felt that the scenery was a bit like Qiandao Lake.

Perhaps it was because of the night. From the middle of the lake, translucent milky white mist spread towards the shore, and the disputes were as if they were above the sky.

The scenery is really good, like climbing to the other side of the world, the sea of ​​fantasy floating and sinking.

Mr. Yumei took off the barrier and let the furry mist stick to the two of them's hair, and it also became furry.

Yan Yan took a deep breath of sweet fog, and felt that the lungs in her chest had been washed, which was refreshing and comfortable from the inside out.

I couldn't help asking, "Where is this?"

"Yunmengze"

When Mr. Yumei said the three words "Yunmengze", Yan Yan's mind almost at the same time, "Yunmeng is 900 miles away, and there is a mountain in it. The mountain is winding and turbulent.

Long Chong and End; Cen and Gang are uneven, the sun and the moon are blocking; intertwined disputes, the sky is rising; the pools and ponds are abandoned, and the rivers are subordinate..."

Sima Xiangru's chapter is beautiful, with a great fate, and a limit to Wushan's "Zixu Fu"

Yan Yan almost blurted out excitedly: Does Jing Chu?

Yunmeng Daze, the gorgeous hunting garden of King Chu, and the immortal realm that appeared countless times in Shenhua classics.

It’s a pity that after the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the lakes scattered around Yunmeng were buried by the accumulation of silt and sand that hit. In later generations, only the Jianghan Plain with a large river lies.

Just as Yan Yan was surging, Mr. Yumei looked at her without a trace.

Yan Yan didn't respond, and Mr. Yumei just thought she had never heard of this great secret realm.

At this moment, what Mr. Yumei was worried about was the sentence that plans for things are behind people - success is in heaven.

I don’t know if God is willing to let Yan Yan meet that person.

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Chapter completed!