The first Mahjong God Competition of Qingyuan Sect ended successfully.

The main reason was that the other three could not play anymore. Seeing Xiao Li resting his head on Bingtuozi's flat belly, the three of them all looked resentful.

It seemed more painful than losing money.

Elder Hanhe reminded him to remember to come to Shenbing Peak, and ended his playfulness. Shang Wu owed a lot of money. Although Xiao Li did not intend to ask her to pay it back, she had already lost her salary as an elder.

If she continued to play, she would lose her pants.

There were not enough people, and Qin Yuzhi was not satisfied yet. She sighed reluctantly:

"I have to play in my dreams again."

"Can you control your dreams?"

Li Mo asked curiously while collecting the mahjong.

"It's just a trick. Don't treat me as if I'm in the seventh realm."

Qin Yuzhi sniffed, looking very impressive:

"Memory is the root of dreams. Yunmengxian's resurrection is omnipresent. In order to keep myself from slacking off in dreams, I invented this secret technique in addition to traveling through other people's dreams when I was asleep."

"What do you think? You guys want to learn it?"

Li Mo was fine, but he was just a little curious about this strange technique.

It's mainly about Bingtuozi. It's necessary to learn it to prevent trouble before it happens.

"You don't have to pay back the mahjong loan."

"Hehe, this secret technique is not easy to learn, but since you are asking sincerely, I will teach you casually."

Half a minute later.

The expression of Master Qin went through 'not bad, but you still need to practice'; 'something, this can't stump you?'; and finally became 'who am I, where am I, what am I doing?'

She muttered back to the wing room.

Li Mo stood up and looked at the sky. It was getting darker, with no clouds in the sky and a sparse moon. The huge moon climbed to the halfway point of the snow-capped mountain. It played with snowflakes with the wind, and the night sky was sprinkled with star sand.

Looking back, Ying Bing was sitting in the moonlight, with her face drooping in the moonlight, and the book in her hand was turning, with a rustling sound.

"The moonlight is so beautiful today."

"It is very beautiful."

Ying Bing looked up and nodded.

Li Mo smiled.

During the process of dual cultivation with Bing Tuozi, the two gradually formed a tacit understanding, such as 'the moonlight is so beautiful'.

As we all know, when the moon is beautiful, the Taiyin spirit is full and most suitable for observation, so this has become a signal for applying for dual cultivation.

It seems that the two have not watched the moon together for a while... Ahem, observing the Taiyin spirit.

The practice of martial arts is about dripping water through the stone, how can we be so lazy!

"Then I'll go to your room and wait for you."

"What are you going to do in my room?"

"???"

Li Mo was confused. Aren't they practicing dual cultivation?

Then he saw a naughty arc on the corner of Fairy Han's mouth, and her eyes dyed with moonlight seemed to be smiling.

"Today I want to study the art of Huangliang, be good."

"Okay..."

Li Mo couldn't stop the word, but still showed his disappointment about not being able to observe Taiyin's divine will, and returned to his room.

Well, he still has a lot of upper forms and several extreme forms to play.

Observing the seven orifices of the spirit, you can accept the next great sage's magical power.

The back of the empty nester Li was very long in the moonlight... very long...

Seeing him go upstairs, Ying Bing pursed her lips and sat for a while before getting up.

Just opened the door of the boudoir, she heard the tossing and turning on the opposite side again, feeling a little helpless.

She closed the door gently.

By the moonlight, she took out the book of Huangliang's Art again, and saw that it said:

"What you think about during the day, you will dream about at night."

That's right, the Huangliang dreaming art is not what you want your dream to be. At least the Guanshen Realm cannot control the dream at will, like Qin Yuzhi playing mahjong in the dream.

You can only use a special way to establish psychological hints for yourself.

Let some thoughts take root, and then enter the dream, so that the dream can be changed to a certain extent because of the thoughts.

If Li Mo sleeps next to her.

What will her dream be like?

"Almost."

Ying Bing read it again to make sure that the method she mastered was correct.

Then, she began to recall the scenes of her previous life.

After Nirvana rebirth, other memories are very clear, except for the vague and incomplete memories in Guixu.

Except for the sentence that there is a lack of heart, nothing else is known.

She wants to know why she failed.

And Ying Huang.

Last time, the other party appeared in her dream. If she could control her own dream, would it be different?

Thinking of this, a wave of sleepiness came over me.

Suddenly.

[Reminder, 29 days left to the system ranking. ]

[This punishment is: plant 7749 strawberries. ]

[In order to make the host feel ashamed and then brave, the relevant pictures are being automatically broadcast to the host.】

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Before Ying Bing fell asleep, the last image that flashed through his eyes was...

In the head of the upright gentleman Xiao Li!

.....

That night, in the dream of a former demon summoner.

"The leader is really amazing!"

"Eighteen Arhats, they can even make such cards."

"The leader is mighty, and his card skills are divine!"

At the card table, amidst the flattery, Qin Yuzhi looked out the window. That was the Summoning God Sect in her memory. At this time, the Summoning God Sect held an important position, monitoring the weather in the world and managing the huge power of all living beings.

A thriving scene.

"Master, I want to be as powerful as you in the future."

Qin Yuzhi turned her head and saw that it was a five or six-year-old child, with innocence in his eyes and admiration for herself.

This is one of her apprentices.

"Si Ye, then you have to work hard."

Qin Yuzhi smiled and touched his head, but her heart was full of bitterness.

Baili Si Ye...

Is he now just a handful of yellow earth?

The dream that she never got tired of for thousands of years, this dream that seemed real, sometimes made it difficult for her, the creator, to distinguish between the real and the fake.

But now it began to collapse, drifting away like sand in the wind.

This dream...

came to an end when reality came.

Qin Yuzhi sat on the throne, watching all this happen silently.

Then she sighed quietly, and she floated in the dream, wandering aimlessly in the dreamy river of the Milky Way. Those bubbles were the dreams of other people in Qingyuan Sect.

This is another secret skill of hers, sleepwalking.

She can travel through the dreams of many people, and even step into them.

Hmm?

Suddenly, Qin Yuzhi stopped in front of one of the colorful bubbles.

This bubble of image is the condensation of moonlight, but with a hint of pink.

"Is this... Xiao Bing'er's dream?"

Qin Yuzhi blinked a little curiously, and her depressed mood became interesting.

A quiet and cold person like her.

What kind of dream would she have?

......

PS: Happy National Day, audience gentlemen, -3-