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Chapter 42: The Land of Dreams


Feng Wu stood on Qi Tian's shoulder and shuddered.

Male and female should not change.

Is this person a male or a female?

"Senior" a delicate female voice suddenly shouted from Yanran's mouth, and then her body was as soft as a bone and she bowed gracefully, "Why are you here to see Yanran?"

"Ahem," Qi Tian coughed twice, and with one hand behind his back, he thought about the Thai ladyboy and stabilized his mood, "You made that square mirror."

"It's because Xiaosheng has been interested in making these things that can record the beautiful moments of life since he was a child, so he studied the round mirror magic weapons in several stores that can reflect the shadow of the magic weapon.

He continued to improve them and made several square mirror magic weapons."

When Yanran said this, she gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of her hand, "For the sake of the spirit stone, I have to sell it.

But what makes me sad is that this thing is not appreciated by others."

Yanran seemed to be getting more and more excited as she spoke.

Angry, the voice gradually becomes thicker and deeper The young man from Lingshan hurriedly explained, "Senior, please don't blame Yan Ran.

He has suffered from this strange disease since he was a child.

He also consulted a pharmacist, but they said that his meridians were chaotic and his Dantian was unstable.

He could only improve his cultivation to build the foundation." , maybe he can become normal, but there is no way for us poor people, we can only rely on him to practice hard. " A hint of unbearability flashed in Lingshan's eyes, "Yanran himself doesn't want to do this.

I hope seniors won't blame him."

Qi Tian waved his hand, thinking that the world is full of wonders, but there is such a strange disease.

Could it be that there is too much estrogen?

He didn't worry too much, "It doesn't matter.

Yan, Yanran.

I came here to ask you about the mirror." thing.”

"Senior, do you appreciate my talent?"

Yan Ran took a breath, wiped away her tears, and asked hurriedly with a serious expression.

"Yes."

Qi Tian felt that coming here this time was more difficult than fighting against the foundation-building monks.

"I want to understand how the mirror in that square mirror was formed."

"Senior, follow me."

Yanran pulled Qitian and the young man into the courtyard, closed the door, and then led the two of them into the house.

This house was less than one foot high, one foot wide, and one foot long.

It was really narrow.

Qi Tian's eyes suddenly shrank and he saw that the low house was densely packed with carved runes.

The runes were so dense that they filled every corner of the house.

But just now Qi Tian looked at it with his spiritual consciousness, but he didn't notice anything at all.

"These are" Qi Tian asked.

"My dream" Yan Ran smiled proudly, with a hint of alluring beauty.

As he spoke, he took out a turbid spiritual stone and threw it into an imperceptible groove in the room.

Suddenly, the runes all over the room shimmered.

I saw countless complicated runes surrounding the house, and suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed through Qi Tian felt his head swell, just like the feeling in a teleportation array.

He was instantly alert to the movement of spiritual power in his hands.

As long as there was the slightest suspicion, he would definitely ask Feng Wu to take action immediately.

The white light passed, and all I could see were red dandelions flying all over the sky, endless green grass, and a spotless blue sky.

There is no aura in the air, but it makes people feel unusually comfortable and fresh.

In the distance, there seemed to be groups of clouds moving on the grass, but if you look closely, they turned out to be sheep.

Bees were flying one after another, landing on the various flowers blooming on the ground from time to time.

There were also butterflies flying happily, and one even landed on Qi Tian's shoulder as a matter of course.

"This is" Qi Tian couldn't react for a moment.

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Although the spiritual energy in his hand was ready to go out, he couldn't feel the slightest murderous intention.

The place was peaceful.

"Senior."

A faint female voice came from behind Qi Tian Qi Tian reacted naturally.

After four months of hard training, the wind blade technique instantly struck at the source of the sound.

Just as he fired the wind blade, he realized who made the female voice, "Yanran" At this moment, Yanran was dressed in white, and her appearance remained the same, but she had lost all her masculinity.

He stood there quietly and laughed, "Senior, don't be too nervous.

It's just my first time being appreciated, so I'm anxious to express my gratitude to you."

Senior showed me my creation."

Only then did Qi Tian realize that the wind blade he threw out disappeared instantly as soon as it left his hand.

Only the nearby grass swayed slightly, as if there was a breeze.

Qi Tian frowned and looked at Yanran, "What do you mean?"

Yanran blinked her eyes, as if she couldn't understand, "Senior, don't you think this place is magical?

This is an enhanced version of my square mirror.

Look, look."

Yanran said, walked up to Qi Tian, ​​and To pull up Qi Tian familiarly.

Qi Tian dodged and kept a certain distance from Yanran calmly.

From his point of view, this person was too weird.

First of all, it was because of his gender, and secondly, what was this place created by this person?

How could Fengwu disappear somewhere?

"Where is this?"

Qi Tian's voice was slightly cold.

Yanran was stunned and stared blankly at Qi Tian for two seconds, then suddenly laughed, holding her stomach while laughing, and patted her thigh, "Senior, senior, can't you see that this is in my room?"

Qi Tian didn't know that this area was indeed within the house just now.

It had been transcended from the illusion.

This was a "domain" that could only be created by the king monk.

This was the "god domain" talent that the Jiang family of the eight major families had.

Moreover, the field created by Yan Ran is not comparable to ordinary monks.

There is no spiritual energy in this field, and spiritual attacks will be consumed in this field.

Moreover, in such a field, what drives it to operate is actually a star.

Shit Qi Tian frowned and looked around.

Although this Yan Ran was strange, her appearance and expression were extremely simple.

"I just said it."

Yanran finally stopped laughing and stood up straight, "This is my dream.

I sleep here every day.

Isn't it much easier to use than the round mirrors in those shops?

It's a pity.

Well, this scene cannot be changed at will.”

Yanran said, looking up at the sun in the sky, and then at the sheep in the distance, "The sun can only be in one direction, and the mutton cannot be eaten.

If all this is true, That’ll be fine” Qi Tian really didn't know how to face this person.

Although he didn't know the preciousness of this space, he thought that if he could create such a space and trap the enemy in it during the battle, even if everyone was Without the use of spiritual power, he will definitely be able to win with the strength of his physical body.

If he masters this skill in physical training, he will be invincible against immortal cultivators.

He was silent for a moment and said coldly, "Has anyone else come into your dream?"

"No."

Yanran sat on the grass, hugging her legs, with her head on her knees, "I showed the square mirror to some merchants, and they just laughed at me.

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Senior, I have been laughed at because of this strange disease since I was a child.

Even if I can create a better space, they see me as a person, not my abilities.”

Qi Tian took a deep breath and slowly relaxed his tense nerves.

"So no one has appreciated me.

Only you."

Yanran raised her head and smiled at Qi Tian, ​​her eyes narrowed with tears.

"You came to me because of my ability."

Qitian was silent.

"You don't have to sympathize with me."

Yanran sighed, "I think there is nothing wrong with me being like this.

No matter whether I am a man or a woman, I am myself."

Qi Tian was startled, sat on the grass, and then smiled.

Similar words were said by Yan An and Pang Bo.

He patted the storage bag and wanted to take out two jars of the good wine he had just bought, but he forgot that his spiritual power could not be used, so he had to smile bitterly.

"What do you want to take?"

Yanran turned her head and looked at Qi Tian, ​​"This space will not imprison my spiritual power.

If you want to stay here for a while, I can help you get it.

If you want to go out, we can do it now leave."

"This space of yours is really magical."

Qi Tian smiled heartily, and wanted to make friends with this person.

This was not entirely because of his talent in using this magic array, nor was it because of sympathy for this person's strange illness, but because of his sympathy for this person's strange illness.

Because what this person said, whether he is a man or a woman, he is himself.

He remembered that sentence again, no matter good or evil, no matter immortals or demons, all he wants is a life of freedom and peace of mind.

Yanran smiled and took the storage bag handed over by Qi Tian, ​​"Senior, if there is anything here that cannot be used, I won't worry that Yanran will have ill intentions towards senior."

"It was originally prepared for a certain friend who was about to start a life of ascetic cultivation and could not live freely and freely.

Now it comes in handy.

It's not a pity."

Qi Tian smiled.

The storage bag was originally full of worries about Feng Feng.

Wu was unhappy because he could not cause trouble freely and freely, so a feast of wine and meat was specially prepared for him.

"Wine" smiled brightly, took out a few jars and placed them directly on the grass.

He also took out a lot of meat, his eyes were shining, and he tore open the seal of the wine, "I'm not polite about spiritual wine."

Qitian didn't expect to stay in this strange space for ten hours.

When the white light flashed and he and Yanran came out of the space, they realized that they were still standing in the middle of the room, and their position had not changed at all.

At this time, Yanran had already put her arms around Qitian, with a drunken look on her face, and called him brothers.

The young man from Lingshan had been waiting in the courtyard.

At this time, he saw another movement in the house.

He didn't know whether to go in or continue to wait.

However, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It was a blessing for Yanran to be appreciated by this pharmacist.

And this pharmacist He is generous, if you can take pity on Yanran and help him with some pills, that would be great Qi Tian was helpless, his spiritual energy circulated, and a breeze lifted Yan Ran and placed her on the stone bed.

He had originally intended to learn Yanran's technique of making square mirrors, but this detailed discussion made him completely give up.

Although he didn't know why his memory was far better than ordinary people, but listening to Yanran talk about the characterization method for three hours made him confused and unable to clear his mind.

Although Qi Tian has never practiced the art of formations, he has used many formations and seen formations.

He has also experienced the An Ruhua bloodthirsty killing formation, but what Yanran said The method of carving was different.

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At a certain moment, he could feel that the method Yan Ran was talking about was like an extremely advanced and extremely mysterious divine pattern in the jade slip given by Jiang Lingyue

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