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Chapter 137 Dream

Wan Ji patted Shen Qing on the back and pushed him in front of Xing Yu. "Disciple, your uncle Xing traveled a lot in his early years and visited many regions. His dreams are unique. Entering his dream will only be of great benefit to you."

Xing Yu said modestly, "Senior Brother, you are too kind."

When Shen Qing heard his master say this, he understood that he wanted to give him an opportunity. So he humbly bowed to Xing Yu again, "Uncle Xing, thank you for leading me into the dream. Shen Qing is very grateful."

Xing Yu looked at Shen Qing with satisfaction, "No trouble. Senior Brother's disciples are all favored by heaven. I am also happy to have the honor to be the supporter of this soaring roc."

Shen Qing blushed at the praise, and the most important thing was that her master actually agreed with her.

"Of course not. Don't you see whose disciple he is? My disciple is the best."

Shen Qing quickly covered Master's mouth, "That's enough, stop talking." Others said this, but it would be too shameless to say it yourself.

Wanji blinked his little eyes, signaling Shen Qing to let go.

Shen Qing let go, and Wan Ji touched his nose, "My disciple likes to joke with me."

Xing Yu smiled and said, "I saved it, brother." Such a teacher-student relationship where they are both teachers and friends is really enviable.

"Then please follow me, Junior Brother Shen." Xing Yu extended his arm, and Shen Qing followed Xing Yu back to his own cave.

Xing Yu looked at Shen Qing's back leisurely, thinking of what Wan Ji had told him.

"My disciple's soul is abnormal. If left unattended, it may affect her cultivation. I ask for your help, Junior Brother, to help her stabilize her soul."

It's really rare that there is such a problem that even Wanji can't handle.

This disciple of his seems to be very unusual.

"Uncle Xing?"

Xing Yu smiled kindly, "Sit down, don't be nervous."

Shen Qing sat on the chair with his hands flat on his thighs, "Do I need to do anything now?"

Xing Yu sat with his back to the light, making his already dark face look even more like a ball of black ink.

White mist slowly rose up and enveloped the two of them.

Shen Qing felt a little uneasy and subconsciously clenched his fists.

"No, you don't have to do anything. You're tired and you want to get some sleep."

Shen Qing's consciousness was a little fuzzy. She shook her head, feeling very sleepy and wanting to sleep.

She tilted her head, and finally couldn't control the great mirage's innate ability, and fell asleep.

Xing Yu raised his hand and held Shen Qing's head. A man walked out of the white mist, with an unremarkable face and eyes that always smiled. It was Wan Ji.

"I want to dream with you." Wan Ji said.

Xing Yu thought about it and said, "Okay! But you can't interfere with her thoughts in her dreams."

"Don't worry, I know the rules."

The white mist is so thick that it blurs people's vision and intoxicates people's hearts.

Shen Qing was awakened by the dazzling sunlight. She sat up and felt as if her memory was washed away by the sea water.

She covered her head. Who was she? How come she had no memory of who she was?

In front of me was a towering forest, and from time to time I could hear the chirping of birds and the wailing of monkeys.

Where is this place?

Shen Qing knocked his head, trying to remember something, but his memory was like a clam shell, burying him firmly in the mud and sand.

Once the sea water passes, there is no trace left on the beach.

There was a rustling sound in the bushes, and some creatures were flying through the woods.

When Shen Qing raised his eyes, he saw a hunched, hairy creature with a human face squatting on a tree trunk.