Lord of Eternal Darkness

At this moment, Ron suddenly noticed that Li Xiaoming's appearance had not changed. The corners of his mouth raised and he teleported over.

In the dreamland, it is the realm of the dreamer. He can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, play with fire and control water, and can do anything, including online dating with real people, although he can only do it while dreaming.

"Isn't this Li Xiaoming, a well-known figure in the school? Doesn't his face even change?"

"I'm happy to. Do you need me to deepen your impression of your original appearance in the real world?" Li Xiaoming felt that the other party's greeting was very inappropriate.

Ron said loudly: "I don't mean anything else. I just want to say that one day I will surpass you and prove that I am the strongest Dreamer."

There was warm applause from all around, and for those who have such pursuits, it is worth encouraging. Li Xiaoming said that you are just idle. If you want to surpass, then go ahead. I don't need to argue with such a naive person.

"Okay, classmates, be quiet. Now that everyone has introduced their names, let me introduce myself. My name is Neil Napel. I am an ordinary dream teacher in this school. I am on the fourth level. Then let’s officially start the class.”

The teacher asked: "First of all, do you know what a dreamer does? Do you feel the specialness of this profession?"

Everyone thought for a while, and someone raised his hand and said: "What else can you do besides dreaming? Their strength and combat effectiveness are not as good as other professions, except that they can communicate with nightmare beasts."

"It's a good point, but it's wrong. Dreamers are a very powerful and ancient profession. We are also called mind controllers. We can strengthen the thinking of teammates, break some illusions, and at the same time interfere with opponents. Together with nightmare beasts, we can create An unexpected attack.”

Someone asked: "But teacher, there is still no chance of winning in a head-to-head challenge."

Neil said: "This is your blind spot as a freshman. Fighting is not necessarily about defeating the opponent, harming the opponent's interests, and satisfying your own wishes. It is also a means, and under certain special circumstances, you can use the Nightmare Body. Skills can transform everything that happens in dreams into reality. The more powerful you are, the less bound you are by the rules."

"Wow! Nightmare body."

Everyone sighed after hearing this. After all, only one in ten thousand people could have a nightmare body. This was an affirmation of genius and everyone was envious of it.

"In fact, there is no need to be too discouraged. For things like the Nightmare Body, one depends on talent and the other depends on practice. It is said that when you reach the third level, you can automatically summon your own Nightmare Body."

"Wow, there's hope for us."

"The Dreamer certainly doesn't look weak."

Neil continued: "Does any of you know what Mengyuan is?"

This time everyone was confused. Obviously they didn't do their homework properly and simply thought it was energy. However, no one could explain how to explain this principle in detail.

Li Xiaoming felt that he could turn over the book if necessary, but he didn't expect that the teacher had already told him in advance.

"Mengyuan is the purest transformation of our supernatural energy, making it more suitable for our fighting style. When we condense this energy, we can solidify it. At this time, it is like plasticine, shaping all the scenery created in our spiritual sea. , if it is as thin as water, it cannot be built, so it also proves another talent of you."

Next, the teacher asked all the students to practice Meng Yuan, and worked hard to create the scene they wanted.

Many people reluctantly made a few pieces of flowers and plants, but Li Xiaoming directly made frogs jumping on the lotus leaves, which also made people marvel. He was worthy of being ranked fifth in the school. The teacher cast an admiring look. , Xiao Ming didn’t care.

Listening to the teacher explain the professional knowledge and make it obvious and easy to understand, I felt the hard work of this profession.

Li Xiaoming spent an afternoon happily with everyone, and unknowingly he became intoxicated. He listened to the teacher's lectures, transformed various things at will, and saw every magical scenery in the world.

Whether it's mountains, snowfields, forests, or oceans, you can experience it personally in a dream. It's amazing, and it's all very real.

Li Xiaoming left the classroom with some melancholy. The other students went offline early to rest. It seemed that they had to leave something to talk about tomorrow morning.

With the help of the moonlight, I could vaguely make out the cobblestone path I used to walk on, and the surrounding grass gave off a faint fluorescent light. The light emitted from the lamppost illuminates the surroundings. Moonstone is installed inside, which absorbs spiritual energy during the day and converts it into light energy at night.

Carefully turning into a black shadow, he quickly got into his room without being noticed by the dormitory manager, gently closed the door, and slowly groped with his left hand.

Well, wait, this doesn't seem to be a light button. It feels nice and soft.

Suddenly, I heard the girl gasp. "Well A Ming, I didn't expect you to be such a person."

"Oh my God, Chu Moyue, why are you in my room at this late hour!" After hearing the voice, Li Xiaoming fell three steps back and accidentally hit the table.

Something seemed to fall on the table, and there was a sound of breaking porcelain. Xiao Ming couldn't help but startled.

The electric light suddenly turned on, compared to the moonstone which had always been on. Lights that can be controlled on and off are obviously a good thing for falling asleep.

Li Xiaoming fell to the ground, slowly got up, and patted the dust off his body.

The light illuminated the entire room, and there was a girl in black clothes with long hair, standing slim and graceful by the door, with a little worry on her beautiful face.

"I'm sorry for scaring you."

Li Xiaoming's face showed helplessness. He thought he would stay in the girls' dormitory obediently, but it turned out that this was the reason for the phone call in the morning. After groping around, he actually reached his own bedroom, and even crushed the joy and sorrow grass he had raised.

The thing I accidentally touched just now was a potted plant.

Li Xiaoming said with a surprised look on his face: "By the way, why are you in my room? Can you give me an explanation?"

"Well, I want to communicate with you again because of some memories from my childhood." The girl said seriously.

"It's too late today, so I won't play chess with you. Can I play chess tomorrow? I'm very tired now."

Li Xiaoming looked at the girl who was gradually approaching, and slowly took a step back, with a very troubled expression on his face, and finally fell onto the bed again.

"Hey, men and women can't understand each other. If you come here again, I'll call you."

Chu Moyue sniffed the scent of Xiao Ming's body greedily, and felt the charming fragrance spread out again at night. It was more fragrant than the orchid, and it also had a cool mint flavor that penetrated her heart and spleen, but It seems like neither.

Whenever I hug him and fall asleep, I can always see some vague memories reappearing in my mind.

The girl finally stopped and looked at him with some confusion. Li Xiaoming quickly jumped up from the bed, ran to the Sadness and Joy Grass, and quickly pretended to be there.

This kind of grass is very expensive, costing almost 40 silver coins. It can't live long without soil and water. The system gave it to me when I did a mission before, and then kept it at home, telling the servants to take good care of it.

"A Ming, what are you holding in your hands?" Nangong Moyue asked curiously. She has a wide variety of elixir gardens, but she seems to have never seen any flowers and plants.

Xiao Ming replied: "Oh, you said this one is called Sadness and Joy Grass. I bought it from the supermarket downstairs. It can feel the emotions of the owner, the person closest to it. When you are happy, it will turn red and bloom. .When sad, it turns into a blue weeping leaf and becomes a lost leaf.”

"Is this thing really that powerful?" Chu Mo Moyue said slowly.

Li Xiaoming put the soil back into the pot. Fortunately, there were only a few cracks and it could still be used.

After pouring some water on it, he said: "If you don't believe it, let me be happy and see how this grass will react?"

Chu Moyue chuckled: "Tell me how I should make you happy. Well, it's a little hot in the house."

After saying that, he unbuttoned the chest and could see a little bit of spring light.