Jiang Li walked up to Zhang Konghu and said, "Kong Hu, please be more careful. How can there be a cultivation method in the world that can make you stronger just by eating and sleeping?"

"Dim sum, what kind of dim sum?" Zhang Konghu didn't realize that he was dreaming and was not surprised by Jiang Li's arrival.

"...You have to work hard to practice. You still have a lot of room for growth. Your Witch Clan bloodline can continue to develop, and the body refining method has not been practiced to the end. Your current level is still worse than when I was in the integration stage. Take it one step at a time and don’t slack off.”

Jiang Li told Zhang Konghu and urged him to practice hard and become the strongest being in the integration stage as soon as possible, living up to the name of the leader of the Human Emperor Palace.

Zhang Konghu's combat power is enough to rank among the top three in the combined stage, but it is still not as good as Jiang Li, Bai Hongtu and Yu Yin who were in the combined stage. He can be stronger.

"You are the role model for the combined stage commander of the Human Emperor Palace, how can you be so lazy."

"Wake up, hard work is the shortcut to becoming stronger."

Zhang Konghu was awakened by Jiang Li, suddenly came to his senses, and determined to change his past.

Zhang Konghu patted his chest and promised: "Brother Jiang, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to practice in the future and catch up with you!"

Jiang Li nodded with satisfaction and left, heading to the next dreamland.

Zhang Konghu stood up and woke up from his sleep.

"Brother Jiang, don't worry, I will work hard... Why do I work so hard?" Zhang Konghu couldn't remember what Jiang Li said in his dream just now.

"You seem to be telling me to work hard and be lazy? Eat snacks?" Zhang Konghu scratched his head, but felt that these words did not come from Jiang Li.

"I'll ask again." Zhang Konghu fell asleep again and wanted to return the same way.

"Hey, old god, are you here again?"

It was rare for middle-level and high-level monks to sleep, Zhang Konghu was an exception. After Zhang Konghu, Jiang Li never went to the dreams of high-level monks again.

He saw a mortal dreaming that he had a single spiritual root, that he was no longer at the third level of Qi training, that his cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, and that he was going to practice in a large sect.

I also saw a group of monks’ wives and concubines, hugging each other and engaging in prostitution during the day. One man and five women could not even afford a single piece of clothing.

Simply put, it’s an erotic dream.

Some monks dream that as long as they are alive, they will increase their cultivation level, and increasing their cultivation level will increase their longevity, forming a positive cycle, constantly getting stronger, and there is no end.

Jiang Li saw that the young monk had become infinitely stronger, so he stepped forward to try his skills.

Not surprisingly, the young monk was unlucky and was beaten even in his sleep.

Jiang Li carefully comforted the little guy, worried that he would have any psychological shadow.

There are also students at Dazhou Imperial College who have nightmares in which they dream that their teachers give them one topic after another and ask them to complete them all. If they don’t complete them, they will not be allowed to graduate.

The student cried and finally finished writing all the reports on the topics, but was ruthlessly rejected by the teacher.

"If it's not up to standard, rewrite everything."

The student could only continue crying and writing.

Jiang Li thought of the days when he was studying in the academy, it was really an unbearable past.

The teachers all cried and said that they could not understand the theories they wrote. I could only explain them to them repeatedly, which was very troublesome and made my mouth dry.

Jiang Li also saw a very special monk who was murderous. He killed many people in his dreams. He broke through several bottleneck periods in a row and his cultivation level increased rapidly.

The most important thing is that this monk's blood sacrifice method is very standardized and professional.

Jiang Li pondered for a moment, wrote down this person, and asked a certain commander to check whether this person had practiced magic.

The increase in cultivation through killing people can also be explained by bloodlust, but how to explain this method of blood sacrifice, people who have never seen it will never be able to imagine it.

This person is most likely a demonic monk.

"I really met a lot of people." Jiang Li sighed. He didn't expect there would be so many unique dreams.

Mengchun smiled and said: "This is another kind of heart-training in the mortal world. I have used this method to break through to the integration stage, and it is very effective. But you, the Human Emperor, don't need to train your heart."

"Refining the Heart in the Red Dust is for those monks who practice in seclusion all year round. I have been in the mortal world since I was training Qi. It is a natural progression to become the Integrated Stage. This step is not needed."

Mengchun heard others say that this generation of human emperors has no foundation and relies entirely on their own hard work and resources. Such people really do not need the world of mortals to refine their hearts.

"Let's go to the last dreamland before we leave." Mengchun said. Jiang Li nodded and took a step forward.

"Huh?" After Jiang Li took a step, the entire dream suddenly changed.

The dreamland suddenly expanded and shrunk, bursting out with extreme light and heat, so bright that it felt like a punishment.

The Great Annihilation and the Great Shattering appear together, distorting this dream. Dreams are like sponges, being kneaded and deformed by invisible forces.

It seems as if the dream is undergoing some unspeakable changes, and it seems as if it is crossing an extremely difficult space to reach a world that is impossible to reach.

"What, what is going on?" Mengchun was shocked. She had never seen such a change in her dreams, and it was not even recorded in the classics.

The terrifying and domineering aura filled the entire dream, causing the dream to stop changing.

"Did you take action?" Mengchun looked at Jiang Li beside him, thinking that he had stabilized the dream.

"It's him." Jiang Li looked seriously, looking at the man standing not far away.

The man's expression was the same as his aura, domineering, arrogant, lawless, and self-centered.

"Originally, this was just my guess. I didn't expect that I could really find you through dreams." The man spoke slowly and looked at Jiang Li.

"First Emperor Jiang Li?" Mengchun exclaimed, revealing that person's name.

She never expected that she would actually meet the First Emperor in her dream.

"Could it be that two people used the dream method at the same time to resonate and let the two meet in the dream?" Mengchun secretly guessed that this situation is too weird and cannot be understood.

Are dreams a passage to parallel worlds? Or is Jiang Li too special?

The first emperor Jiang Li wore a black robe that symbolized nobility, while Jiang Li wore white clothes, as if they were two extremes.

"My cultivation is unparalleled in the world. Except for immortals I have never seen before, no one should be able to escape my consciousness."

"I guess, is it possible for someone to see me through the river of time? But this is wrong. Although I can't go to the river of time, I should still be aware of who is peeping at me. I can even detect the ancient and modern swords that want to attack me. arrive."

"Could it be that someone has a brilliant way of space? This is unreasonable. Old Buddha Xumi once used the way of space to spy on me. I knew nothing about it. If he used the way of space to peek at me, I would not notice it."

"Now that the old Buddha Xumi is dead and the Brahma Tower has been beaten to pieces by me, there should be no way of using space far beyond mine."

"Then there may be only one, the Dream Way whose principle is still unclear."

"I'll give it a try today. If that's the case, you should be me in the parallel world? You look like a decayed, incompetent person."

"You are not a qualified ruler, and you do not have the domineering power of the Lord of Nine Provinces. I will not recognize you." The First Emperor looked down on Jiang Li, thinking that he had a weak character and no blood.

"There's so much nonsense, I'll just say one thing." Jiang Li spoke slowly, his breath rising continuously, and the power of the Mahayana could be seen at a glance.

"What?"

"You deserve a beating!"

The First Emperor was furious, and the two jumped up together and started a battle in the dreamland.

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