Dressed As a Grass

    Xi Zhou nodded: "Just relax your consciousness, remember not to resist in your dreams, or you will lose all your achievements."

    Qing Window did not do it immediately, but thought about whether she would be sure to deal with it if the grass played tricks.

    She frowned, and finally closed her eyes.

    Xi Zhou's eyes sank, old witch, here I come...

    She looked at the person who seemed to be unconscious and walking towards her, and immediately became alert. What kind of unconscious attack did she mean? If it happened in a dream, would it endanger itself?

     Before she could think clearly, Xi Zhou had already walked up to her.

    Xi Zhou's eyes flashed a gleam of darkness, only she and Big Sister knew that the bodies inside and outside the dream were interconnected, so...

    She slowly raised her left arm, grabbed Qing window's neck with her intact left hand, and then gradually pulled back her strength.

    Qing Chuang's neck suddenly felt a sense of oppression, she raised her hand to resist, and remembered what the grass said just now, to hold on, not to resist can there be a breakthrough.

    In the end, it was ambition that triumphed over reason, she blushed, took a deep breath, and tried to endure it.

    But the hand around the neck tightened and there was a strange trembling.

    Xi Zhou pinched Qing Chuang's neck, do you want to completely eliminate this trouble?

    Her hands trembled uncontrollably, then closed her eyes cruelly.

    To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself, don't be soft-hearted, you have to go back to the big sister.

    She was mindful, her eyes were closed, and her hands were working hard.

    Qing Chuang instantly felt a terrible suffocation, as if she would be strangled to death, she waved her hand suddenly and pushed Xi Zhou's left hand away.

    "Cough cough cough." The two also had a dream at the same time.

    Qing Chuang couldn't help coughing: "Why... why do I really feel like I'm going to be strangled by you, are you kidding me?"

    Xi Zhou looked at the red marks that were clearly pinched on her neck: "Elder sister can be attacked by me in a dream all day, and the body in the dream is not connected with the outside of the dream, It won't cause any real harm to her, it's the first time I've met you, senior."

    The red mark on the neck is not fake, the old witch will understand it when she sees it, but she really thinks highly of her.

    Humans, in the end, they are all afraid of death, otherwise they will succeed just now.

    Qing Chuang ignored her, after calming her breath, she began to run her spiritual power, and her spiritual power did not increase.

    Suddenly, there was a smile between her brows, and the inner alchemy seemed to have loosened slightly!

    Since she stepped into the late Nascent Soul, her inner alchemy has not loosened at all for many years, and her cultivation has been stagnant.

    In just a short while, the inner alchemy has loosened? However, it seems to be different from before. Is it the feeling of breaking through to the distraction period?

    She couldn't hide her excitement, she raised her eyes to look at Xizhou: "I will fall into a dream again, this time I will hold back."

    Xi Zhou was startled, looking at the happy look between her brows, she couldn't help but wonder...

    Does this work? Can you improve your cultivation just by falling into a dream?

    Impossible, what should I do if I feel trapped by myself? Wouldn't this be self-defeating?

    However, in this case, it is necessary to change the attitude.

    "I can only dream once a day, at most..." Just now she said that she could have a whole day in her dream, she promptly changed a quarter of an hour to "At most, attack more in the dream." How many times have you."

    Qing Chuang squinted her eyes, and the scissors she had put away returned to her hand: "You can only dream once a day? Then Zhai Wangyou can still dream day and night, otherwise how could she break through this quick?"

    From the shattering of the inner alchemy in the Jindan stage to the current Nascent Soul stage, but for about ten days, I can't break through the attack of this grass in my dream without sleep, can I break through so quickly?

    Xi Zhou looked at the scissors that were turning around in her hand, hesitated for a moment and said, "Could it be that Senior Sister is more sincere?"

    "What do you mean?"

    Xi Zhou was silent, and said lightly: "Senior sister, in addition to dreaming, kneels to me three times every day..."

    Seeing the blue window's face sinking, she hurriedly said: "Really, senior, you also know that I was unconscious in the dream, maybe there is some sense in my body, in short, I don't know how to respond. Besides this, there is nothing else, if you don’t believe it or not.”

    Bah, old witch, dare to cut off my right hand, you wait, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

    Qing Chuang stared at her dangerously, thinking about the truth of these words.

    After thinking for a moment, she snorted coldly: "Full of nonsense, this hall master is not a three-year-old child, go back to the grass."

    Let her kneel and kowtow to an ordinary dreaming grass?

    Even if it is for cultivation, think twice. If you are deceived, it will be a shame.

    Xi Zhou twitched the corner of his mouth and returned to the grass.

    The green window said something, and the purple gold cover became the size of a glass bottle, just covering the dream grass.

    After all this, she left the room.

    I think there shouldn't be any disturbance from the disciples of the Deacon Hall, and the purple gold cover is only used by the blue window, so there is no need to worry about safety issues.

    Xi Zhou looked at the violet hood, which was lavender like the leaves of the dreaming grass. Can this thing trap the monks below the distraction period?

    She moved in her heart, no, she is not a monk.

    She jumped close to the edge and probed with a leaf, which was blocked.

    Xi Zhou rushed out again, but was still blocked, it seemed that the grass body was useless.

    The grass body is not good, then...

    In the blink of an eye, she transformed into a human figure and stood outside the purple gold hood.

    There is a sky, no, the sky has eyes, and the sky will not destroy me!

    Xi Zhou hurriedly reached for the purple gold cover, but couldn't open it.

    “…”

    Well, the sky hasn't woken up yet, and my eyes are only half-open, it seems that I have to think of another way.

    I don't know if Big Sister has gone to find Elder Beishan, and when will she come to find her...

    Into the night, Tianjianzong.

    Zhai Wangyou reached out and touched the empty flowerpot, forcibly suppressed her chaotic thoughts, and began to devote herself to cultivation.

    After staying up all night and opening her eyes again, she declared herself to be in seclusion.

    The top of Fanjie Mountain can be directly entered and exited, so there is no need to disturb the deacon hall.

    After going up the mountain, she looked at the pavilions and courtyards of the Deacon Hall in an orderly distribution at the foot of the mountain, and whispered: "Wait for me to come back."

    The Green Window Hall Master said that Master was saved by the thousand-year-old tree demon, and she subconsciously thought of the tree demon senior.

    "Senior, welcome to Zhai Wangyou, Tianjian Sect."

    Zhai Wangyou? see?

    The tree demon opened his eyes, and the human facial features appeared on the old tree. Is this gone?