The Dream Maker

The news of Su Fu's return spread all over China in an instant.

China, which has been silent for a month, is restless again.

Jiangnan City.

Qi Baihe was slightly surprised at the news.

"Sure enough, the boy is not so easy to die."

Qi Baihe narrowed his eyes slightly, kneaded the white rose, gently rubbed it, and a smile bloomed at the corners of his mouth.

On Su Fu, he seemed to see young Fang Changsheng.

Sao to Sao, wave to wave.

But he won't make fun of his life. He is a good child with discretion.

Qi Baihe sent the news of Su Fu's return to Fang Changsheng.

Fang Changsheng, who got the news, came to the dreamers' Union.

"The boy is not dead? Are you ready to challenge the world's famous little masters? To break through the six level barrier? "

Fang Changsheng asked, leaning against Qi Baihe's desk with a flip-flop and a cigarette in his mouth.

Qi Baihe's eyes slipped and his face changed slightly when he saw a Book pressed by Fang Changsheng under his ass.

Wanted to scold a few words, but saw Fang Changsheng's ruffian face, shook his head and forget it.

"According to the news from the Kyoto trial camp, the boy is now on his way to Putuo Mountain. He has gone to see Master Daoheng. After meeting master Daoheng, he should go to challenge the world's famous little master."

Qi Baihe said.

Fang Changsheng squinted and spit out a mouthful of smoke, his eyes blurred.

A gentle smile.

"I have some style in those days. I hope the boy won't be beaten too badly."

Fang Changsheng said.

"Come on, the gate of dreams has been much more honest recently. Let's find the boy. I want to see him step into the realm of a master with my own eyes."

Fang Changsheng's eyes fell on Qi Bai's body.

"Let's go to Putuo Mountain to find him."

Qi Bai opened his mouth. He wanted to say, can he refuse?

However, he sighed and didn't refuse.

After that, he asked someone to prepare a private plane and go to Putuo Mountain with Fang Changsheng.

……

The news of Su Fu's return, for a moment, affected the whole Chinese situation.

Both dreamers and human leaders attach great importance to this news.

Where did Su Fu go after he disappeared for a month?

Why can't humans detect it? And how did the people in the mysterious coffin of the level gate exist that day? Is it good or evil?

They need to know all this.

Therefore, many high-level human beings have personally arranged planes to Putuo Mountain.

For a time, Putuo Mountain, which was originally very clean, had a good time.

The high level of the Chinese nation sent representatives, as well as many dream makers and strong people, gathered here.

Of course, Putuo Mountain is of great significance.

After all, master Daoheng, the strongest human being on earth, is closed in Putuo Mountain.

Moreover, the heavenly dreamer, who was injured in the first World War of the great city of western Xinjiang, also recuperated in Putuo Mountain.

It can be said that today's Putuo Mountain is definitely an important place.

The eyes of the whole world seem to be focused here.

The fighter is fast.

In less than half an hour, we arrived at Putuo Mountain.

The towering mountains stand between the mountains and forests, surrounded by clouds, covered with green shade and full of immortality.

Looking at this towering mountain, Su Fu was in a trance, as if he had seen the immortal dream sect.

The fighter was suspended in the air, ready to land slowly.

Su Fu stopped the officer.

"I'll get off here."

Su Fu said to the officer.

The officer was stunned and got down from here?

It's several kilometers high here!

"It's all right. I'm measured."

Su Fu smiled faintly.

The officer asked the officer to open the hatch. The officer hesitated for a moment and opened the hatch.

Su Fu opened the hatch and stepped out. In the officer's tight eyes, he stepped out of the hatch.

The howling wind blew, and Su Fu's clothes made a sound.

Without using perception and body art, Su Fu fell at such a high speed.

The officer's eyes shrank.

He couldn't help but smack his tongue. The devil king Su is the devil king su. He really doesn't stick to one style.

He wasn't worried about Su Fu's falling to death. After all, a level 6 dreamer with strong perception may not fall to death.

But

Su Fu didn't have any protective measures or deceleration equipment. He fell alone. If he didn't handle it properly, he might fall into meat cakes. Even if he didn't fall to death, he might be in a mess.

Huh?

Suddenly.

The officer was stunned.

Because Su's falling body suddenly rolled over and stepped on the air.

A black light burst out in an instant.

"What's that?"

The officer took a deep breath.

Found that Su Fu stepped on a ball point pen, as if galloping in the air amid the entanglement of many ghosts.

Royal pen flight?

It's beyond my imagination.

Su Fu, holding a negative hand, stepped on the old Yin pen and galloped between mountains and rivers.

The ancient temple below gradually became clear.

Deep mountains, ancient temples, clear springs.

Su Fu was like a streamer falling from the sky.

Boom!

Su Fu plummeted and rolled up the air pressure after landing.

A few fallen leaves fell.

The old Yin pen hung an inch from the ground, while Su Fu stepped on the old Yin pen and hung on it.

Before the ancient temple, a little monk with a big broom stared at Su Fu in horror.

Falling from the sky, is this a monster?

"Su Fu of the trial training camp came to meet Master Daoheng. Please inform me."

Sue arched the arched hand.

The little monk nodded quickly and ran to the ancient temple with a broom.

Perhaps because of panic, he ran too fast, tripped over the threshold, and fell to the ground with a broom.

Sue pulled at the corner of her mouth.

The little monk got up, dragged his broom and ran quickly to the ancient temple.

"Master! Here comes the demon king Su! "

The childish voice echoed throughout the ancient temple, and Su Fu's face suddenly became very strange.

Not long.

A familiar figure walked out of the ancient temple.

Wearing a khaki robe, Daojie monk walked out gently and helped Su with his luggage.

"Su Fu, long time no see. Come with me."

Tao Jie smiled.

Seeing that it was Dao Jie, Su Fu was much more relaxed. He was familiar with Dao Jie and they were all his own people.

Step into the ancient temple.

The ancient temple should be some years old. The walls are old, covered with moss, withered and yellow leaves, and the bluestone road trampled like mortar.

This ancient temple has no name. It is a place where master Daoheng specializes in practice.

Many monks ran out of the temple and stared at Su Fu like a strange giant panda.

Dao Jie coughed softly.

After he came back, he told these disciples about Su Fu's deeds. He listened purely as a story. He probably didn't expect that Su Fu would come to the temple one day.

As a result, these little monks seem to see celebrities.

The name of Su demon king spread like wildfire.

"If master is inside, I won't go in."

When he came to a different courtyard, monk Daojie folded his hands and stepped back.

Su Fu nodded, arched his hands and stepped into it alone.

Boom!

As soon as I entered the other courtyard, a terrible perception immediately intertwined between heaven and earth, forming a powerful oppression.

Su Fu immediately felt difficult to walk.

"Hey, hey, the monk's perception is full of vigilance. He is not so relaxed when he first met. It seems that he has entered the cosmic dream ruins and knows a lot of secrets."

The blood word Sao Pi's laughter came from my mind.

Su Fu nodded, but he didn't care too much. He looked calm and walked forward under pressure.

Hum

At the next moment, Su Fu's eyes flashed unreal.

Master Daoheng suddenly appeared in front of Su Fu.

Huh?

Su Fuyi was stunned.

Compared with the neatness when I first met master Daoheng.

Now master Daoheng seems to be a different person. The whole person is very sloppy, and the white beard is knotted with each other.

How did this happen?

"Hey, hey, it's normal. When you come into contact with a world you've never been in contact with, you thought you could peep into everything between heaven and earth, but suddenly you find that you're just an ant. That sense of psychological gap, as well as the pressure and powerlessness of life and death, will drive people crazy."

Said the blood word.

Su Fu immediately became silent.

The blood word is very reasonable. There is an old saying from ancient times that the sky falls and a tall one stands on top.

Now, master Daoheng is the tall man. He needs to withstand the pressure of the collapse of the sky. Naturally, there will be some changes in his mentality.

"It's you."

Master Daoheng's turbid eyes fell on Su Fu and took a deep breath.

Daoheng has been almost driven crazy these days, because he is weighing the matter of the cosmic dream market, which is too important and even determines the survival of mankind.

He was so cautious and vigilant that he suffered a setback just because he wanted to know some news about the new world.

After that setback, master Daoheng never stepped into the cosmic dream market again.

It's not that he can't, but that he can't.

The matter of the cosmic dream ruins was held in his heart, and he had nowhere to tell.

Tell human beings?

Make the news public?

This may cause panic and even lead to extreme behavior by some senior executives.

Some high-level human beings are almost crazy to contact the universe. Master Daoheng is afraid to say it. Those people will do extreme things.

Dao Heng knew little about the cosmic dream ruins. The impact of the vastness of the cosmic dream ruins... On him was like the impact of spiritual practice for the first time.

"The master is worried?"

Su Fu bowed and asked.

Master Daoheng glanced at Su Fu. He remembered Su Fu, a Chinese genius who was taken away by the mysterious girl in the coffin of the level gate that day.

"But worry about the cosmic dream ruins...?"

Su Fu continued.

Master Daoheng's eyes shrunk.

Cosmic dream ruins?!

Dao Heng's nerves tightened almost in an instant. Now he would have a conditioned reflex when he heard these four words.

"You... Do you know the dream ruins of the universe?"

At the next moment, Tao Heng seems to understand.

Take a deep breath and a touch of excitement flashed across the fundus of your eyes.

"Is it... The one who asked you to come to me?"

Master Daoheng.

The perceptual fluctuation in the air suddenly shook.

Su Fu exhaled.

How much pressure it takes to force master Daoheng to this extent.

Su Fu nodded.

"Let me warn you that you must not touch the cosmic dream ruins rashly. If you really want to contact, you need to know some rules."

Sufu road.

"So let me lead you to the details."

Master Daoheng's beard trembled, raised his face and closed his eyes.

The originally tight body suddenly relaxed.

"OK, wait for me and let me bathe and change." Master Daoheng smiled gently.

The next moment, he disappeared in front of Su Fu out of thin air.

Su Fu's eyes coagulated.

The only Nebula on earth is indeed unfathomable.

One cloud is equal to 100000 points of perception. What is the concept of 100000 perception?

Su Fu can't imagine.

However, one day, he will reach that level.

"Young man, as a person who wants to scare the whole universe, how can you have this ambition? The nebula is not what we want in the universe, and even the starry sky is just barely enough to go in. Your goal should be put in the long run, and become the eternal monster of the universe, so that you can frighten the old monsters and get the most amazing scare. Hey, hey! "

The voice of blood Sao PI sounded and impacted Su Fu's heart.

Sue couldn't help pulling at the corners of her mouth.

Yes, his ambition should be more ambitious.

Out of the other yard.

Dao Jie was waiting quietly in the distance. When he saw Su Fu, he smiled. However, in this smile, he was eager to try.

He has learned that Su Fu abused Tuoba Xiong outside the trial camp.

Su Fu's strength has improved so fast that he can't help but want to compete.

The monk is very bad.

Su Fu shook his head and didn't accept it.

Level 6 dreamer realm, he is already invincible. Even thunder marks are not his opponent.

As Lao Liang said, what he wants to break through is to challenge the famous little master on the level seven ranking list.

Jingling.

A crisp sound sounded.

Master Daoheng walked out of the other courtyard, holding a golden tin stick in his hand and wearing a golden cassock.

"Lord Su Shi, lead the way."

Master Daoheng has now trimmed his casual clothes. After bathing and dressing, the whole person swept away his fatigue.

Daojie was stunned. Shifu actually took out the precious purple and gold embroidered cassock. How many years has Shifu not worn it?

Holding a tin stick and wearing a cassock is too heavy?

"Tao Jie, practice well, and step into the realm of a little master as soon as possible. The world... Will change."

Dao Heng's eyes fell on Dao Jie. For this beloved, Dao Heng was generous to give advice.

Tao Jie quickly put his hands together.

Su Fu didn't say anything.

Feel the movement.

Took out the simulated dream trigger hoop from the black card storage space and put it on your head.

It looks like wearing this rabbit ear hoop.

Monk Daojie was stunned.

Su demon king... Is this going to be like Tuoba Xiong? Women's route?

With the simulated dream touch, Su Fu's perception suddenly increased ten times. When he opened his eyes, the terrible perception storm suddenly broke out.

The Tao precepts retreated one step and the heart contracted.

Master Daoheng also narrowed his eyes and flashed an incredible light in his eyes.

"Let's go."

Su Fu raised his hand, the old Yin pen burst out, the tiptoe was light, and the Royal pen walked.

After wearing the simulated dream touch, Su Fu not only increased his perception, but also had a bright road in his heart, pointing directly at the direction of the Pacific Ocean.

Master Daoheng sat cross legged and rose into the air.

Over the temple, hand a move.

Suddenly, the door suddenly opened in the wing room of the other hospital.

The figure of the heavenly dreamer sitting with his head down also galloped out.

Master Daoheng, with his heavenly body, followed Su Fu's body.

The three just flew out of Putuo Mountain.

Many fighters landed in front of the temple. Fang Changsheng, Qi Baihe and the high-level human beings gathered here.

Monk Daojie, in his cassock, walked out quietly and told everyone that master Su Fu and master Daoheng were no longer in Putuo Mountain, which immediately caused another uproar.

……

Over the Pacific Ocean.

Three figures galloped at high speed.

Master Daoheng exists in the nebula and flies very fast, but Su Fu leads the way. He can only slow down and follow Su Fu.

It flew for almost several hours.

Su Fu finally took master Daoheng and heavenly dreamer to the position of simulating dream touch guidance.

Boom!

Just when the three were floating above the sea.

A huge vortex with a diameter of more than one kilometer was suddenly rolled up on the boundless and placid vast sea!

The vortex rotates at high speed.

The next moment.

Countless sea water surged up and kept freezing.

From the vortex, a tall ice sculpture was frozen and condensed.

The ice sculpture is thousands of meters high and exquisite, just like the god Buddha in the sky, emitting thousands of divine lights.

Master Daoheng sensed strong perceptual oppression from the ice sculpture.

Suddenly, he looked respectful and saluted the ice sculpture.

The ice carving opened as like as two peas in the small dream, and the eyes were filled with immense perception.

Master Daoheng only felt that there were six perceptual nebulae, and he was almost out of breath.

More and more respectful.

Compared with the extremely respectful master Daoheng, Su Fu looked at the ice sculpture with a dull face... Numb as a chicken.

There is only one sentence left in my heart... Ma Ma PI.

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So this little dream.

Pretend to be forced, better than him!