The two souls of heaven and earth are always outside, and occasionally they stay in their lives, which cannot be controlled or guarded.

Han Tiehu cultivated a new version of [Huang Liang Yi Meng], and then he detained his own soul, allowing him to come as he passes on and stay in his own body.

This allows him to fully control his own dreams, or he can also control the Divine Dream True Lord to temporarily serve the souls of others, and to lure all his spiritual consciousness, spirit, and spiritual thoughts, so as to enter his dreams or attract people to dreams.

The technique of [Yellow Millet Dream] originally required yellow rice to be used, which could temporarily bring back the souls of others and then make them dream.

Han Tiehu doesn't need it now.

At this moment, Han Tiehu closed his eyes and with the help of the Shenmeng Zhenjun's sensing, he could already see Xuan Chenzi's dream.

Han Tiehu has not yet interfered with this dream.

He saw Xuan Chenzi carefully weeding the Ganoderma lucidum tree and rice bag grass.

He wore a hat and returned to his original shape. He was a boy, with a slightly thin figure and was waving his hoe in his hand.

But the weeds on the ground were hoeed and one after another, and they could not be hoed.

The sun was high in the sky, as if it was hot, Xuan Chenzi's face was covered with sweat.

The picture in the dream is twisted and changeable. Han Tiehu can see the sweat beads on Xuan Chenzi's face falling to the ground, and it will fall into eighteen petals at extremely standard.

Suddenly, a faceless boy came from a distance. The boy shouted to Xuan Chenzi: "Zhao Xuanchen, your father has passed the No. 1 scorer!"

"Dad is in high school!"

Xuan Chenzi was overjoyed in the dream and threw away the hoe in his hand.

"My father has won the top scorer, and I'll still hoe the hammer's grass!"

He ran home after only a dozen steps before he arrived in front of a magnificent hall.

There is a plaque in front of the hall, with three big characters "Golden Palace" on it.

Han Tiehu could feel Xuan Chenzi's mood. He was familiar and unfamiliar with the Golden Palace and said, "Wow, this is my family. My family has changed. My father has really won the top scorer in the exam."

Xuan Chenzi ran into the Golden Palace excitedly and saw a dragon chaise on the high hall of the main hall. There was a man sitting on the dragon throne and a pearl curtain crown. His face was not real and he was holding two gold medals in his arms.

There are five golden words on the gold medal held in the left hand: "Zhao Xuanchen's father"!

There are also five golden words on the gold medal held in the right hand: "The top scholar of the dynasty".

Zhao Xuanchen knelt down and kowtowed to the man in the dragon robe in the high hall, saying, "Dad, you have finally passed the No. 1 pick!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The man in the dragon robe let out a loud laugh like a god, which shocked the entire Golden Palace.

"My son Zhao Xuanchen, from now on, you will be the son of the top scholar, sparrows, swans, dust and mud, and you can enjoy the prosperity with me, below one person and above ten thousand people, but my son must remember that everything is inferior, only by studying high school, I have been studying hard for decades to achieve today. You must learn it, go..."

The next moment, the scene changed. On a golden avenue, Xuan Chenzi's father, wearing a dragon robe, walked in front with two gold medals. Xuan Chenzi sat in a sedan chair and followed behind. He was holding a book in his hand. There were three faceless maids next to him pinched his shoulders and massaged his back.

Xuan Chenzi was naturally very proud. He had a smile on his face, but suddenly burst into tears as he smiled.

Another faceless boy ran out next to him and shouted at the sedan chair: "Zhao Xuanchen, no, you provoked Hu Batian, he was ambushing in front of him and was coming to kill your whole family."

"Hu Batian..."

Zhao Xuanchen seemed to have expected it, but he kept crying, but his heart was filled with deep fear, his body seemed to be out of control, jumped off the carriage and ran away.

He heard a scream and shouting from behind, but he did not dare to look back and kept running forward, running wildly.

He is running for his life.

Han Tiehu frowned when he saw it.

The scene in this dream is absurd and bizarre, and there are many unreasonable things, but he is the illusion in Zhao Xuanchen's subconscious mind. At least during the dreaming process, Zhao Xuanchen will not have any doubts about it. His emotions are real.

Han Tiehu could clearly feel his emotions. After he jumped off the car and ran away, his mood was very complicated, with surprise, sadness, and fear, but more of regret and self-blame.

Undoubtedly, he is afraid of death!

This dream thing did not seem to be Zhao Xuanchen's first experience. He was hesitating whether to stop, but he couldn't deceive himself. He didn't even dare to look back and just ran forward, as if he would be killed by someone as long as he was slower.

He didn't dare to look back, and all the scenes behind him disappeared. Although the screams and screams echoed, they were all the sounds.

"This is a nightmare. Zhao Xuanchen, by chance, let Han break your obsession and show my Shenmeng Zhenjun's methods..."

Han Tiehu said softly, and with a thought, the true Lord of Shenmeng appeared in front of Zhao Xuanchen, blocking his way.

Shenmeng Zhenjun, he looks exactly the same as Han Tiehu, but wearing the Taoist robe of Zhenjun, there is a magic ring composed of 1,800 star dots hanging behind it, which is even more majestic. If he really wants to come to the world, his image will definitely be dazzling.

Zhao Xuanchen saw him and stopped in a hurry. His eyes widened and he said uncertainly: "Sect, Master..."

The True Lord Shenmeng said: "Zhao Xuanchen, why should you escape? Turn around!"

"I, I dare not..."

"You are not you in the past, why don't you dare?" Shenmeng Zhenjun shouted softly, "Go, according to your original intention, don't escape, look back!"

Zhao Xuanchen seemed inspired. He hesitated for a long time and slowly turned around.

As a result, the dream changed, and a bandit appeared, which automatically corresponded to the screams and screams.

All these scenes are the embodiment of Zhao Xuanchen's subconscious mind and his own imagination. However, Han Tiehu can see that he can even interfere with and even change it.

However, there is no need for this for the time being.

In the new scene, the head of "Zhao Xuanchen's father" has been cut off by a tall and strong man. The man is different from other people in his dreams. He has a face, a beard, a slanted scar on his face, high cheekbones and eyebrow bones, and a long chin.

This person is quite distinctive. Han Tiehu doesn't know if there is such a person, or if he was Zhao Xuanchen imagined it out of thin air.

Anyway, this man was very ferocious. He shouted at Zhao Xuanchen: "You have been slaughtered by me. I see where you run! Cut off your head, hahahaha!"

Around this man, there were more than a dozen faceless men in costume, and there were some old women and maids crying.

Zhao Xuanchen's legs trembled, and his heartbeat began to think about it at this moment, as loud as a drum.

Han Tiehu shook his head behind him and shouted: "Zhao Xuanchen, but I still remember Xinyuangong!"

"Xinyuangong!"

Zhao Xuanchen's eyes lit up violently, and his body immediately changed. As if he had blown, his head jumped up two meters and six meters, and his arms became thicker than the waist of an adult woman, as if he had turned into a demon.

Ordinary people are in front of him, but they are not even in their chest!

"kill!"

Zhao Xuanchen exhaled and opened his breath. He strode out with tears in his eyes. He grabbed a bandit's head with one hand. He used his five fingers and caught it with a thud.
Chapter completed!