Yellow Millet Dream Art, A Pink Ice Block Dream

The first Clear Abyss Sect Mahjong Master Tournament has come to a successful conclusion.

The main reason was that the other three couldn't continue fighting. Looking at Little Li's head resting on Ice Block's flat stomach, all three of them had the same resentful look in their eyes.

It seems even more painful than losing money.

Elder Han He reminded her to come to Divine Weapon Peak, and then ended her frivolous pursuits. Shang Wu had accumulated a huge debt, and although Little Li didn't intend for her to pay it back, she had already gambled away her elder's salary.

If we keep playing, we'll lose our underwear.

There weren't enough people, and Qin Yuzhi hadn't had enough fun yet. She sighed reluctantly, "..."

"I'll have to fight it in my dreams again."

Can you control your dreams?

Li Mo, while putting away the mahjong tiles, asked curiously.

"It's just a trivial skill; don't underestimate me from the Seventh Realm."

Qin Yuzhi sniffed, looking quite smug.

"Memory is the root of dreams. The resurrection of the Cloud Dream Immortal is all-pervasive. In order to keep myself active even in dreams, in addition to traveling through other people's dreams while I'm asleep, I also invented this secret technique."

"So, you guys want to learn?"

Li Mo was alright, only slightly curious about this strange technique.

The main issue is Ice Block; it's necessary to learn how to handle them to prevent problems before they occur.

"You don't need to repay the mahjong loan."

"Hmph, this secret technique is not easy to learn, but since you are so sincere in asking for my guidance, I will teach you casually."

Half an hour later.

Master Qin's expression went through several stages. "Not bad, but you still need to practice"; "You've got some skill, this isn't difficult for you?"; and finally, "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

She muttered to herself as she returned to her room.

Li Mo got up and glanced at the sky. It was getting late, the sky was cloudless, the moon was bright and the stars were few. The huge moon climbed to the middle of the snow mountain, and it played with the snowflakes in the wind, making the night sky sprinkle stardust.

Looking back, Ying Bing sat under the moonlight, her lowered face bathed in a play of light and shadow, the rustling of the book in her hands filling the quiet room.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

"It is very beautiful."

Ying Bing looked up and nodded.

Li Mo smiled.

During their dual Ice Block, the two gradually developed a tacit understanding, such as saying, "The moonlight is so beautiful."

As is well known, when the moon is beautiful, the divine Divine Intent of the Taiyin is abundant, making it the most suitable time for observation. Therefore, this has become a signal to apply for dual cultivation.

It seems like it's been a while since the two of them looked at the moon together... cough, they've been observing the will of the Taiyin Divine Intent.

The key to mastering martial arts is perseverance, like water dripping on a stone; how can you be so lax!

"Then I'll wait for you in your room."

What are you going to my room for?

"??"

Li Mo was taken aback. Wasn't it supposed to be dual cultivation?

Then they saw a mischievous smile playing on Cold Fairy's lips, her moonlit eyes holding a half-smile.

"Today I want to study the Yellow Millet Dream Technique, my goodness."

"All right..."

Li Mo couldn't block out the word, but he still showed his disappointment at not being able to observe the Divine Intent of Taiyin, and returned to his room.

Well, he still has many Upper Form and several Extreme Form to practice.

By Seven Apertures of Divine Observation, one can receive one of the great sage's supernatural Divine Ability.

The shadow of Xiao Li, living alone, stretched long... very long in the moonlight.

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

As soon as she opened the door to her bedroom, she heard the tossing and turning from across the room, and felt a little helpless.

She closed the door gently.

By the moonlight, she took out the book of the Yellow Millet Dream Technique again, and saw that it read:

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

That's right. The Yellow Millet Dream Technique doesn't mean you can make your dream look exactly what you want it to be. At least, those in the Divine Observation Realm can't control dreams at will, like Qin Yuzhi playing mahjong in her dream.

There is only one special way to create positive self-talk.

By allowing certain thoughts to take root and then entering a dream, the dream can be altered to some extent by these thoughts.

If Li Mo were sleeping next to her.

What will her dream become?

That's about it.

Ying Bing reviewed it again to make sure that there were no problems with the method she had mastered.

Then, she began to recall those scenes from her past life.

After being reborn from the Nirvana, all other memories were clear, except for the blurry and incomplete memories in the Return Abyss.

Aside from the statement that he had a heart deficiency, he knew nothing else.

She wanted to know exactly why she had failed.

And then there's Ying Huang.

The other person appeared in her dream last time. If she could control her dreams, would things be different?

Thinking this, a wave of drowsiness washed over me.

Suddenly.

[Note: 29 days until your ranking is finalized.]

[The punishment for this is: plant forty-nine strawberries.]

[To instill shame in the host and motivate them to act bravely, relevant visuals are being automatically played for the host.]

"?"

The last image that flashed through Ying Bing's mind before she fell asleep was...

What's in the head of the upright and gentlemanly Xiao Li!

That night, in the dream of a former leader of the Demon Summoning Cult.

"The cult leader is truly amazing!"

"The Eighteen Arhats, they can even make a deck of cards like that."

"The Master is mighty, his card skills are divine!"

Amidst the flattering remarks at the card table, Qin Yuzhi looked out the window. There she saw the God Summoning Cult from her memories. At this time, the God Summoning Cult held an important position, overseeing the weather and managing the vast Power of All Living Beings.

A scene of prosperity and flourishing.

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

Qin Yuzhi turned her head and saw a five or six-year-old child with innocent and carefree eyes, as well as admiration and longing for her.

This is one of her apprentices.

"Si Ye, you'd better do your best!"

Qin Yuzhi smiled and patted his head, but her heart was filled with bitterness.

Baili Siye...

It's probably just a handful of dust now, isn't it?

The dream that she had cherished for thousands of years, this dream that seemed so real, sometimes even made its creator unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Now it is beginning to collapse, drifting away like sand in the wind.

This dream...

When reality arrived, it came to an end.

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

She then let out a soft sigh, and in her dream she began to drift, aimlessly wandering in the dreamlike river of starlight. Each of those bubbles was a dream of the other members of the Clear Abyss Sect.

This is another of her secret techniques: sleepwalking.

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

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

This image is formed from moonlight, yet it also carries a subtle hint of pink.

"This is... Little Bing's dream?"

Qin Yuzhi blinked curiously, her downcast mood brightening.

A person as serene and aloof as her.

What kind of dream will I have?