Time gradually becomes silent.

Two days after returning to the valley, Bian Yao has adapted and got used to the boring life and routine in the valley again. However, whenever he is alone, he will inevitably miss the freedom and freedom he has had in the previous few months.

The children of the Wood clan originally believed that Bian Yao and Mu Qingge had been buried in the belly of the beast in that accident. Unexpectedly, these two foreigners would return to the valley safely, which naturally became the hottest topic in the past two days.

As before, Bian Yao said a few words to Mu Xiyou in his spare time, ignoring the ridiculous discussions of those around him. But Mu Qingge, because Xun Zhan just ended a few days ago, has been staying in the sword valley since he came back, avoiding many strange gazes.

During the morning of the day, Bian Yao and the children of the Wood tribe meditated in Yangmu Valley; in the afternoon, he went to Xigu to conduct combat training between the same levels.

Because he deliberately hid his true cultivation level, Bian Yao was still treated as a mid-stage dreamer. Although he retained some strength in the battle with the children of the Wood Clan, he could still win easily.

The teachers who looked outside the field naturally realized that Bian Yao's cultivation had improved greatly compared to Li Guqian. The difference was mainly reflected in his reaction ability and speed. However, because he had no way to detect his dreams, and Bian Yao did not use some tricks that only the later dream maniac could practice and use during the battle, naturally no one could see through his real realm.

In fact, Bian Yao didn't want to let people know that he had entered the late stage of Dream Crazy, and there was a more direct reason: in the valley, once someone's realm level was upgraded to the late stage of Dream Crazy, he had to move from Donggu to Nangu to live and practice. Mu Chen and Mu Wuji moved to Nangu one after another in winter last year, and he was really unhappy to get close to these two troublemakers again.

For Bian Yao, living in the East Valley or the South Valley will not actually have much difference in terms of the increase in strength. From the beginning, his realm improvement speed is only related to that strange dream, but outsiders don’t know it.

During the two days after returning to the valley, every afternoon's battle training, Bian Yao hurried back to the east valley, simply greeted Mu Xiyou, then returned to the house and closed the door, and entered the dream as quickly as possible.

The night when he met the evil cultivator of Dream King, he accidentally entered the late stage of Dream Crazy. His dream changed a little. His soul body could hear the sound of the outside world in the dark dream, and could hear it very far and clearly.

In the dark dream, voices of different tones came from time to time, which were the whispers and conversations of the children of the Mu tribe in the Valley. However, those chaotic sounds did not last long, because there were regulations in the valley that it was prohibited to visit other people's houses after nightfall, and no sounds were allowed to be made in the house.

Bian Yao is like a naughty child. He suddenly discovered some new and strange way of playing and was untiring about it. He was driven by curiosity and was attentive to the point of being selfish. Eavesdropping on other people's conversations every night, which became his greatest pleasure in daily practice.

In just two nights, Bian Yao learned about the private affairs of many Wooden clans through this method. He planned to find time to go to Jiangu and share some interesting private words he overheard with Mu Qingge.

After nightfall, the noise in the East Valley gradually subsided and eventually turned into silence.

On the small bed in a certain room, Bian Yao was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and lay down on the grass with a smile.

When you are looking for joy, you should still practice as usual, and you should not delay it.

Bian Yao recalled the interesting things he had heard in his mind, and then tried hard to calm down and began to think about some aspects of practice.

The book about dream cultivation is clearly recorded. When the dream practitioner's level is upgraded to the late stage of dream madness, an important change will occur in the dream space, that is, the space reshaping.

At the beginning of dream cultivation, the dream space of the dream practitioner is similar to a fixed shape, but in the late stage of Dream Crazy, the dream practitioner can change the shape of the dream space through thoughts, such as turning it from a spherical shape to a square, or a long strip, or any other regular or irregular shape.

It is precisely because of this change that the later Dream Crazy has the ability to devour other people's dreams. In other words, dream cultivators at this stage can use the dream to attack the enemy, but they do not necessarily have to devour the opponent's dream space. They can simply use their own dreams to squeeze or hit the opponent's dream, causing damage to the opponent by destroying the dreams.

However, under normal circumstances, two people with equal strength or small realm levels are not used to attack each other in battle because of many restrictions. For example, a late-stage dreamer fights a mid-stage dreamer. If the former wants to attack the latter's dream, first he must keep the distance between the two sides within a certain range; secondly, he needs to control his dream through his mind to contact the latter's dream. During this period, according to the level of the dream cultivator's cultivation level, there will inevitably be a long or short pause. Once the latter realizes that the former launches a dream attack on him, he will inevitably choose to escape quickly. As long as both sides set a certain distance, the former cannot continue to urge the dream to attack the latter.

Based on this almost harsh conditional limitation, those evil dream cultivators who want to devour other people's dreams will either make the other party lose their ability to escape first; or the realm is far beyond that of the other party, and they are sure that they can forcibly break through the other party's dream wall in a very short time, so that they do not have enough time to deal with or escape.

In recent days, Bian Yao has been thinking about a question: his dream has been dark. As for how big this dark space is, he cannot find out the truth, nor can he sense other people's dreams in the dark, let alone use his thoughts to change the form of this dark space and launch an attack on the enemy.

This puzzled question has always been lingering in my mind, just like getting something good, but it is invisible and intangible, and it cannot be used. This feeling makes Bian Yao very unhappy and unhappy!

However, there are losses and gains. If you cannot use your dreams to attack others, others cannot use this method to attack yourself. Moreover, if you judge based on the current situation, the benefits are far greater than the disadvantages!

Bian Yao lay on the grass bed and pondered for a long time until his mind was dizzy and still had no idea. In the end, he had to temporarily give up thinking about this issue and instead study other feasible techniques.

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At noon the next day, after leaving Yangmu Valley, Bian Yao and Mu Xiyou went to the orchard to pick and eat spiritual fruits.

In the familiar Lingguoyuan, the fog is faint and cannot be dispersed all year round.

Thousands of spiritual fruit trees are picked in the slightly wet soil, and one by one, the branches are slanted with spiritual fruits of different colors. The white mist is mixed with the fragrance of fruit, and it flows slowly among the bushes.

The three or two groups of wood clan children have left one after another after eating the spirit fruit.

Bian Yao jumped off a tree branch, swallowed the spiritual fruit in his mouth, and casually glanced around him. As soon as he was about to say hello to Mu Xiyou, his eyes changed.

But on the path beside the bushes, a familiar green figure passed through the pale white mist and suddenly broke into his sight.

As the sounds and steps are heard, the visitor gradually reveals his body and stops.

Mu Wanyan was dressed in a light green silk dress, and her beautiful figure was particularly charming in the curling mist, but her slightly haggard face was obviously different from the past.

She stared at Bian Yao for a few glances, and said in a slightly hissing voice: "I have something to tell you, please follow me."

Bian Yao frowned, feeling a little confused. He looked at some abnormality from the other person's eyes, but did not ask more questions, but followed her without saying a word and headed to a corner of the orchard.

Not long after walking, Mu Wanyan stopped her body and was silent for a while. She turned around and smiled and said softly: "I am very surprised that you will return safely, but I am also very happy!"

"Thank you for your concern!" Bian Yao smiled, tilted the corner of his mouth and snorted it and blew the strand of drooping hair in front of his eyebrows up and down. Whenever he felt uncomfortable, in order to make the atmosphere of the conversation relax and pleasant, he would often unconsciously make some small actions.

During the process of worldly experience, Mu Wanyan had already seen such a small habit of Bian Yao, so she did not regard it as an impolite behavior.

"I am here to say goodbye to you today, and tell you what the princess asked me to take."

"What do you mean?" Bian Yao was stunned, and then said, "What are you saying goodbye?"

"She said that if there is still a chance to meet, I will ask you something." Mu Wanyan paused slightly and continued, "I am leaving the valley, so I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Upon hearing this, Bian Yao looked surprised and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"I want to go back to the inner village to practice. I will never step into the valley again from now on." Mu Wanyan's expression was slightly different, but his words were underestimated.

"Why?" Bian Yao said curiously.

"Because my identity is a bit special, it is not convenient to stay in the valley all the time."

After hearing this, Bian Yao lowered his head and said nothing, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what was thinking in his heart.

"I want to ask you to do a favor." Mu Wanyan said as she handed her right hand forward, slowly spreading her palm, and suddenly saw a green petal lying on the tender palm, "Please pack it up. If one day he is about to leave the valley, please hand it over to him. Before that, you can keep it for now and don't let others see it."

Of course, Bian Yao was not stupid enough to ask who "he" was. He was no longer a young child and had a certain understanding of the feelings of children. During the process of worldly experience, he had already seen that there was an indescribable relationship between Mu Qingge and Mu Wanyan.

Bian Yao's gaze moved to her temples, and found that the green leaf she had seen in the past was still stuck there. He couldn't help but ask, "Is this piece the same as the one on your head?"

"It's different. This is my own natal kohana." Mu Wanyan whispered.

"Give him a leaf? Bian Yao reached out and took the green leaf from her palm, raised his slanted eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but remind him: "Is there nothing to say?"

"The fate is shallow, and a leaf is enough." Mu Wanyan's voice became surprisingly cold, too cold and too deliberate.

Bian Yao Ben wanted to ask her for a farewell gift, and wanted to use a joke to reconcile the slightly heavy atmosphere. However, when his eyes touched the sad face, the joking words suddenly turned into a low sigh and scattered into the mist.

Mu Wanyan suddenly turned around and went to the orchard outsider. After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and said softly: "I am very happy to know you, my friend! If you see my aunt next time, remember to say hello to her on my behalf! Actually, I have always envied her and admired her very much, but unfortunately I don't have that courage!" The last few words seemed to be talking to myself.

The voice was finished, and the sound of light footsteps sounded again, and the figure gradually sank into the white mist.

Deep in the valley, sad in an instant.

Bian Yao faintly heard a hint of tiredness and unwillingness from her accent, and the soft back that left seemed to hide invisible pain and sorrow. He knew that the other party should have something difficult to say, but it was not convenient to ask. Even if he asked, he would not tell him.

With a thought, Bian Yao put the tender green leaves into the space bag and shook his head vigorously, thinking about how to tell Mu Qingge about this.

He did not ask her why she didn't go to Jiangu to say goodbye, but only guessed in his heart that the other party might be afraid to face it, or that the girl had a thin face. After all, as her identity, it was already a great thing to have the courage to take the initiative to reveal her shameful love to her, an outsider.

Watching Mu Wanyan leave quietly, Bian Yao stood there for a while, his mind was a little confused, and a little sadness could not help but feel a little sad in his heart.

As the daughter of the patriarch, the other party has never acted as a superior attitude to himself, nor has he deliberately concealed his identity. He has always been honest with each other. In addition, her relationship with Mu Qianxue, if she insists on turning a corner, she will be considered the niece of the old ghost. Moreover, during the journey of worldly training, the two of them have talked about the sky, laughed and shared barbecue game together. Mu Wanyan gave Bian Yao a feeling that he had not had much contact but also made him care more about.

After pondering in place for a long time, Bian Yao sighed several times, guessing that the battle training was about to begin, so he threw his thoughts out of his mind, hurriedly left the orchard, and rushed towards the west valley.
Chapter completed!