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Chapter 216 I am Shen Qinghe, Mr. Wuya, don’t you recognize me?

Even though he knew this was a dream, Shen Qinghe still had red eyes.

Dongfang Wuya seemed to sense her gaze and turned around. The moment he met her eyes, his eyebrows twisted slightly: "Who on earth are you, and how can you come and go freely in Bixiao Tower?"

"I am Shen Qinghe, Mr. Wuya, don't you recognize me?" As Shen Qinghe spoke, he looked at Xuan Tianjing and saw that he was practicing swordplay in Pu Suyuan.

This scene looked a bit weird. She actually saw herself practicing swordsmanship in Pusuyuan.

"You are Shen Qinghe, who is that person in Pu Suyuan? I ask you, how did you enter Bixiao Tower, and how did you come and go freely under my nose?!" Dongfang Wuya's scrutinizing gaze Looked at Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe only said that this was a dream. Wouldn't she disappear when she woke up from the dream?

But if this was just her dream, why could this dream be continuous with her last dream?
"How can Mr. Wuya be so sure that I am not Shen Qinghe?" Shen Qinghe asked.

"Shen Qinghe has not been in the foundation for a long time, and your cultivation is already at the Nascent Soul Consummation stage. In this case, how can you be Shen Qinghe? Although you look the same as Shen Qinghe, I am sure that you are not Shen Qinghe..."

Shen Qinghe caught the key point in his words: "How long has it been since I established the foundation?"

Dongfang Wuya was too lazy to talk nonsense with Shen Qinghe and directly attacked Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe only felt the strong pressure that made her unable to breathe. Her breath surged. The moment the pain struck, she opened her eyes and woke up.

Even when she woke up, the powerful pressure Dongfang Wuya exerted on her seemed like a mountain pressing down on her. She felt that the dream was too real, so real that she still felt her soul was unstable after waking up.

After she meditated, her turbulent blood finally calmed down.

Thinking that the two recent dreams were still connected and so real, the more she thought about it, the more something was wrong.

Shen Zhiyao happened to come over and was startled when he saw her pale face: "Are you going crazy in your eagerness for success?"

"Sister, is Mengshu Lord still in the Tianji Sect?" Shen Qinghe suddenly asked.

"Are you here? He came to see you two days ago and left when he saw you meditating..."

As soon as Shen Zhiyao finished speaking, Qing He was no longer around.

Meng Sanzheng felt that Tianji Sect was boring, and he was thinking about saying goodbye to Shen Qinghe, so he left Tianji Sect and went elsewhere.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghe suddenly hurried to him, then set up a barrier and asked him about the dream.

He was confused and confused as to what the point of what she wanted to express was, so he comforted her and said, "Speak carefully, don't be in a hurry, take your time."

Shen Qinghe calmed down and told Meng San about the two dreams he had had.

Mengshan felt incredible after hearing this: "You really felt that you were injured when you woke up?"

"Yes, the feeling in the dream is also very real. The strangest thing is that he still remembers the last time I went there. Aren't you the best at creating dreams? In this case, is it possible that Mr. Wuya is trapped by someone? In a dream?" Shen Qinghe said this possibility.

After hearing this, Mengshen felt incredible: "If it is my Qianmengwu dream-entering technique, who do you think can easily trap Wuya? If the monks of Qianmengwu are really up to something, they must be more powerful than me. , it’s not that easy for you to come up with a dream.”

Shen Qinghe was speechless and felt that Meng San's words made sense.

"I understand the monks of Qianmengwu. They can't deal with Wuya because there is no reason. Wuya is not an easy monk to deal with. Who would take the trouble to get into his trouble?" Mengshan said again.

Shen Qinghe sighed softly: "Am I overthinking? But I was indeed injured when I woke up. I could feel Wuya's terrifying cultivation in my dream." If she could not wake up from the dream, she would be afraid Have you been crushed to pieces by Wu Yajun's profound cultivation?
"Otherwise, you can find another chance to sleep, and I can dream with you." Mengshan thought of a way.

Shen Qinghe nodded repeatedly: "Is this okay?"

"I am the True Monarch Mengshu, otherwise how could I have..." Mengshan stopped talking because he knew that his benefactor was thin-skinned.

Shen Qinghe glared at him as expected: "Let's go to Pusuyuan."

In this way, Mengshan followed Shen Qinghe to Pusuyuan.

She sat on the bamboo chair, feeling peaceful and calm, and soon fell asleep.

Dreams of death also follow.

There was nothing in Shen Qinghe's dream, not Dongfang Wuya, and of course there could not be the scene Shen Qinghe said.

Shen Qinghe didn't sleep long this time. She opened her eyes and looked at Meng Shang, who shook his head at her: "Nothing."

Shen Qinghe was discouraged: "Am I overthinking?"

"Let's do this. I will stay in Tianji Sect for a few more days. If the situation you mentioned happens again, we will discuss it in the long term." Meng San patted Shen Qinghe on the shoulder, "I am also curious whether Wu Ya is really trapped by Meng. ”

Or maybe it's another situation they didn't expect.

There are all kinds of masters of cultivating immortals in the world. Whether it is the soul-catching technique, the dream-entering technique, or the exquisite formation, it is possible to trap the monks.

Maybe Wuya, as Qinghe said, did not leave Tianji Sect, but was trapped somewhere.

But who has the ability to trap Dongfang Wuya?

Dongfang Wuya has a high level of cultivation. If he was trapped, he should be able to find something wrong. There is no reason to be trapped for such a long time.

A few days passed peacefully like this. On this day, a casual cultivator from Tianji Sect came and wanted to see Shen Qinghe by name.

Shen Qinghe was in Bixiao Tower at that time. Hearing that a casual cultivator wanted to see him, he curiously went out of Bixiao Tower to meet the visitor, only to see a young man in white clothes with an upright appearance.

She was in the Nascent Soul Consummation stage, but she couldn't see through the other person's cultivation level. She only felt that the young man had a good temperament, and it was easy for people to like him just by looking at him.

While she was sizing up the young man, the young man was also sizing her up: "First of all, in the lower palace, Fairy Mu Qinghe is here. I met Fairy Qinghe today, and her reputation is indeed well-deserved."

Gong Xian smiled warmly, was kind, and looked harmless, but Shen Qinghe had no good impression of this person.

She was always on guard, fearing that this person would suddenly attack her.

"Can I come in and sit down?" Gong Xian looked at Bixiao Tower and asked abruptly.

Shen Qinghe refused calmly: "I am not the owner of Bixiao Tower. Outsiders are not allowed to enter. I wonder what does this fellow Taoist want from me?"

Gong first saw that Shen Qinghe was wary of him, he clenched his fists and smiled: "May I ask who the owner of Bixiao Tower is?"

"Jun Wuya." Shen Qinghe looked straight at Gong Xian.

"It turns out to be Mr. Wuya's residence. No wonder. I once heard that Mr. Wuya and Fairy Qinghe have a deep relationship. It seems to be true. Mr. Wuya's residence can be given over to Fairy Qinghe. So it seems that Mr. Wuya can live in it. I value Fairy Qinghe very much." Gong Xian looked at Bixiao Tower and said, "So Mr. Wuya's residence looks like this."