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- In Yangmu Valley, Bian Yao sat cross-legged among the strange trees, closing his eyes lightly and in a state of meditation.
He was immersed in a wonderful feeling, as if he was sinking into the ground. The rich aura of vegetation was surrounding him, wrapping his body, and slowly seeping into his body through his skin.
Dream cultivators are different from other types of practitioners. During normal practice, they mainly absorb the spiritual energy in their dreams through their bodies. There are two reasons: first, because the aura in dreams is usually richer and purer than the real environment where the body is; second, because after the body's consciousness enters the dream, it can speed up the body's ability to absorb aura and convert it into spiritual power. . Therefore, dream practitioners rarely meditate and usually enter dreams directly.
Now, with the guidance and assistance of the leader of the valley and the six teachers, the children of the Mu clan are carrying out special training through a certain formation. At this moment, the spiritual energy in Yangmu Valley is extremely abundant, and it has exceeded the concentration of spiritual energy in normal people's dreams.
At noon, in various corners of Yangmu Valley, seven instructors who were sitting with their eyes closed suddenly opened their eyes at the same time, formed several identical mudras in succession, and finally quickly pressed their right palms to the ground at the same time.
The magic circle stopped operating, and the spiritual energy that was originally trapped in the array and could not be dissipated was like a bubble bursting, and the dense spiritual energy dissipated in an instant.
The concentration of spiritual energy in Yangmu Valley returned to normal in the blink of an eye.
Bian Yao noticed the change in time, his mind moved, and he quickly recovered from the meditative state. He slowly opened his eyes, with a complicated expression on his face.
Although he had been in a large array full of energy throughout the morning, it actually did not help him much. On the contrary, his body became extremely relaxed, he felt refreshed and refreshed, and he felt better than ever before!
Seemingly realizing something, Bian Yao raised his head and glanced around, and found that the leader of the valley and six other teachers were walking towards him. As for the children of the Wood clan around him, most of them had already stood up from under the tree. Perhaps out of curiosity, most of them turned their attention to him.
Not far away, the young man named Mu Chen was sitting under the tree, staring at Bian Yao for a few times with an unkind expression, and then let out an inexplicable cold snort from his nose, got up and walked towards the pass to the west of Yangmu Valley. Several older young men nearby saw this, hesitated, and hurriedly followed.
"How is it? How do you feel?" The director, Mu Qiyuan, walked up to Bian Yao and asked kindly.
¡°It feels like it has sunk to the ground, and the spiritual energy around me is also very strong, drilling into my body.¡± Bian Yao answered with a smile. For some reason, he did not tell the whole truth, but selectively concealed some.
Mu Qiyuan stared at his face, suddenly smiled, and said: "That's okay! You go to the orchard with my disciples of the Mu clan to have something to eat, and then go to the West Valley. In the afternoon, you have to practice practice."
Hearing this, Bian Yao felt slightly surprised, but did not ask any more questions. He turned around and saw Mu Xiyou standing not far away, smiling stupidly, as if waiting for him, so he walked towards him.
At this time, the children of the Mu clan also stopped watching and walked towards the pass to the west. They gathered together in twos and threes and talked in low voices.
When Bian Yao left, one of the instructors asked: "Is there any problem?"
Mu Qiyuan pondered for a while and said: "I watched his eyes flicker before and after he spoke. He must be hiding something, but there should be no problem. Didn't the chief steward say that his dream was very special? The battle practice in the afternoon, and then Take a good look."
Mu Xiyou saw Bian Yao approaching and greeted him with a smile: "How is it? You have never seen such strong spiritual energy before, right?"
Bian Yao said "hmm" and smiled without saying a word. After a moment, he asked, "Where is the orchard? And what's going on with the afternoon practice?"
"Of course an orchard is a garden full of spiritual fruit trees. As for the daily afternoon practice, which is ordinary combat training, you will understand then."
Bian Yao was not satisfied with his answer, and with questions in his mind, instead of following the others, he passed the pass, followed a narrow valley road, and walked slowly in the direction of the orchard.
About half a moment later, the two walked into a valley, also known as an orchard.
As far as the eye can see, there is a faint mist everywhere, and there are rows of fruit trees.
The orchard is very large, and there are thousands of spiritual fruit trees planted in it. Among them, the Bixiang fruit tree is the most common, followed by the Zhenluo fruit tree, and there are several other spiritual fruit trees that are less time-consuming.
??Fresh spiritual fruits hang from the branches. The mature ones are bright red, the half-ripe ones are green, yellow and red, and the unripe ones are all oily green, which is clearly visible at a glance.
Walking among the fruit trees, you pick them as you go and put them directly into your mouth.
 Bianyao saw the children of the Mu tribe scattered in the orchard, some even jumped up and sat on the trees, and there were many figures flying around, which he found quite amusing and interesting.
Not long after, Mu Xiyou saw Bian Yao stop and his eyes wander on the fruit-bearing branches. He quickly swallowed the half-chewed spiritual fruit in his mouth and said, "Although the spiritual fruit here can be eaten casually, it is definitely not allowed." You can take it off and take it away.¡±
Bian Yao was stunned when he heard this, then nodded with a smile and threw a bright red bixiang fruit into his mouth. After walking a few steps, several people walked towards me. The other person stared at me for a few times, and then moved his gaze to Mu Xiyou next to him, with obvious disgust on his face.
"I noticed that when those people looked at you, their eyes seemed to be filled with hostility. What's going on?" Bian Yao asked in confusion when those people walked away.
Mu Xiyou's expression darkened, and his expression became complicated. There was a hint of bitterness between his eyebrows. After a moment of silence, he said, "Because something bad happened in the valley half a year ago, and no one wants to talk to me after that." . Let¡¯s not talk about this for now, finish eating quickly and rush to Xigu.¡±
Bian Yao knew that there must be something hidden in it, so he didn¡¯t ask any more questions and concentrated on picking the fruits to eat. I thought to myself that I could eat it for free anyway, as long as I could save the spiritual fruits in my space bag, it didn't matter if I could take them out.
After a while, the two of them left the orchard and hurried towards the West Valley.
Halfway through the walk, Bian Yao suddenly raised a question: "Apart from the female instructor, are all the men in the valley?"
Mu Xiyou chuckled, raised his eyebrows and replied, "Of course not! You'll be able to see it when we get to Xigu later."
Hearing what he said and looking at the weird expression, Bian Yao couldn't help but think of the Baihua Valley he passed last night. Although he still had some questions in his mind, he was more concerned about the afternoon battle, so he suppressed other thoughts for the time being.
"What happened to the actual practice in the afternoon? Please tell me in detail."
"It's very simple. The instructor will randomly select two people from among the children of the Mu clan who are at the same level for battle training. For example, if you and I are both early-stage dreamers, we may have a fight by then." Mu Xiyou said Wan laughed, and the sadness between his brows had long since dissipated.
West Valley is surrounded by hills, and the site looks very empty. The ground is covered with green grass, but not even a tree can be seen, let alone any buildings.
The open space is divided into eight circular areas, each of which is about thirty feet in diameter.
In the middle of the valley, the director of the valley and several teachers were standing together, discussing something.
The children of the Mu tribe automatically divided into two groups. The number of people on both sides was about the same, about a hundred people each. After seeing Bian Yao and Mu Xiyou, those people turned their attention to the two of them.
Bian Yao followed behind Mu Xiyou and silently walked towards one of the groups. The complicated looks cast by the children of the Wood clan made him feel uncomfortable, but he could not express his dissatisfaction.
"Why are there only two groups of people?" Bian Yao asked in a low voice.
"All late-stage dream-crazy people practice in the South Valley. There are only early-stage dream-crazy people and mid-stage dream-crazy people here." Mu Xiyou replied absently, glancing at the mouth of the valley from the corner of his eye.
It was not long, and there was an unusual low-pitched excitement in the two crowds, with faint laughter that seemed to be taboo, making them look particularly excited.
At this time, almost all the children of the Mu clan moved their eyes towards the mouth of the valley.
Bian Yao became curious and followed Mu Xiyou's line of sight and looked out of the valley.
The figure of a female instructor appeared at the mouth of the valley, followed by a group of lively girls, about twenty or so, all dressed in light green skirts, walking gracefully, smiling, and it was a pleasure to watch.
These girls came from Baihua Valley. The female instructor Bian Yao had met was named Mu Lingxiang, and she was responsible for teaching wood healing techniques to female disciples. Because the physique of women of the Wood tribe is very special, it is more difficult for the Wood tribe blood in their bodies to awaken than that of men, so the number of women is relatively small.
Bian Yao saw Mu Xiyou staring at the group of girls intently, so he gave him a gentle push with his arm and asked, "What are they doing here? Do they also need to conduct battle training?"
Mu Xiyou stared at the group of girls, unwilling to leave his eyes, and there was even a look of infatuation in his eyes. After hearing Bian Yao's question, he did not look back and only said: "They are here to heal our wounds. Battle Even though the use of weapons is not allowed, injuries will inevitably occur."
At this time, there were three groups of people in the West Valley. Twenty girls stood in one group, one group of early-stage dream-crazy people, and another group of mid-stage dream-crazy people.
It was not long, and four teachers came towards the crowd of Bian Yao, including the old teacher whom Bian Yao knew. Arriving in front of the crowd, each instructor selected twenty-eight disciples and then led themDon't go to a battle area.
Bian Yao and Mu Xiyou were chosen to be in the same group by the old teacher. From Mu Xiyou's mouth, he learned that the old teacher's name was Mu Su, and he was the oldest among all the teachers.
At the same time, the group composed of mid-term dream madmen was also divided into four groups by the other four instructors, and they were taken to the battlefields they were responsible for.
As for the group of girls in skirts, there were twenty-four in total, and they had been divided into eight groups by the female instructor Mu Lingxiang and dispersed towards various battle sites.
While walking, Bian Yao suddenly thought of a question and his expression changed slightly. He turned his head and glanced at Mu Xiyou's light green hair. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Can your hair grow longer?"
When he first heard this, Mu Xiyou was a little puzzled, but he soon understood and said with a smile: "Don't worry! As a member of the Mu tribe, we can only practice the 'Thousands of Wooden Hair Binding' technique when we have reached the late stage of Dream Madness."
While they were talking, they had already arrived in front of the battle site, and they were standing next to each other.
With his distinctive attire and striking black hair, Bian Yao naturally became the most eye-catching presence in Xigu. The three girls responsible for healing stood beside him, staring at him with curiosity on their faces, whispering a few words in his ears from time to time, and they didn't know what they were whispering.
The old teacher stopped, turned around and glanced at everyone, then slowly came to Bian Yao, and said pleasantly: "I think you two seem to be familiar with each other. You have just come to the valley. The first battle today is Let you go!"
Bian Yao was startled, feeling very surprised, staring and not knowing what to say.
Regardless of his reaction, the old teacher continued with a smile: "Remember! There are no rules in fighting. You cannot stop until the opponent loses the ability to fight back or I call to stop!"
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