Mingzhen was silent for a while, and then confirmed with great determination.

"This is a dream!"

She picked up the long knife on her legs where she was sitting cross-legged, and was lost in thought. The memories of countless people in her dreams poured in. She knew that she was a swordsman from the East China Sea at this moment.

She is thirty-five years old and has been practicing swordsmanship for more than 20 years.

tomorrow.

It was the time when she had an appointment with a swordsman. She sat here quietly for more than half a month, waiting for the decisive battle to come... Mingzhen carefully recalled the memories of the swordsman.

It is determined that her gender is male at this moment...

Mingzhen: "..." I feel complicated.

Could it be that I kept thinking about my dad before falling asleep, so I became him? No, became someone else's dad?

right!

This swordsman has a daughter... She is 15 years old this year, her surname is also Ming, and her name is Mingyue.

Ming Zhen sighed sadly.

"Can't I set the character of this lucid dream myself?" She stood up, feeling a little numb in her legs, and cursed inwardly.

If she really had to wait until tomorrow, she would probably miss the final battle.

Because...I won’t be able to stand up by then.

"If I can really possess the sword skills of a swordsman after I wake up, then the power I awaken is probably not fire... not flying..."

Mingzhen is not stupid.

A dream I had two days ago.

The first time he became a sharp golden beast, his claws were indestructible.

The second time I dreamed of becoming a big fire-breathing bird that could fly, breathe fire, and have sharp claws.

Both dreams left a deep impression on her.

Of course, it is temporarily unknown whether the sharp claws were inherited from the first dream, or whether the big bird in the second dream had the same sharp claws.

There are some things that Mingzhen hasn't fully understood yet.

But I already had a sense of crisis in my heart.

in particular.

She once thought it was a peaceful and stable society.

It was not as peaceful as she imagined, and there were shadows under the sun... She did not think that the disgusting things the missing pervert Chaofan said he had done were false.

She frowned at the thought of the shadow.

A certain guess was about to come out, but was firmly suppressed by her subconscious. She did not think about it deeply, looked for reasons, and deliberately ignored it...

"It will be possible tomorrow..."

If it were her original appearance, her frowning and light eyebrows would probably be cute.

It's a pity... Mingzhen, who accidentally saw her current appearance from the blade, almost threw the knife under the cliff out of excitement.

She suddenly threw the knife into the corner, her heart beating wildly for a long time.

What the hell!?

Just a dream.

Do you want it to be so scary?

Take a few deep breaths and calm down.

She repeatedly said to herself: 'It's just a dream, it's just a dream. I've been a non-human being for two nights. What's the point of being a man in the dream...'

Although this man is too ugly...

After doing a good job of psychological preparation, she picked up the knife again and looked at the current appearance in the light of the sky. She knew that if she died in the dream, she would definitely wake up.

I don't feel anxious.

He glanced at the white-flowered rapids below.

She ruled out the idea of ​​jumping down and waking up. Anyway, the sense of time in dreams is different from reality. She knew this very well as she used to have semi-lucid dreams.

"However, this time the dream was particularly clear..."

Mingzhen muttered to herself. After seeing her appearance clearly again, she was much less frightened.

He looked at it and said:

"Actually, he's not ugly. His facial features and eyebrows are good, but his face is too dirty, his beard is too messy, and his hair is messy. He looks like a savage!"

Mingzhen looked down and then at the cliff.

Finally, he put the long knife behind his back.

Jump down!

She stretched out her hands like a big bird, except that she fell sharply when she jumped down, and then some kind of hidden instinct began to wake up.

Snapped!

She reached the gravel stream below the waterfall in a much slower way than her previous flight.

After landing, she washed her face thoughtfully.

She also shaved with a long knife and washed her hair. Watching a stream of sewage flowing downstream, Mingzhen felt particularly complicated.

The knife in her hand was more than a meter long and wider than the long cold-weapon knives she had seen.

She felt extremely familiar holding it in her hand.

Shaving on the face did not hurt the skin at all. It seemed that the body had an instinctive control of the knife, so Mingzhen made a gesture.

Whoosh whoosh!

The sword flashed in all directions, then he raised his Dantian and went straight into his arm, slashing towards the waterfall with the long sword!

A flash of white light!

laugh!

boom!!

Cut off the water with one knife!

The sword was slashed with all his strength. Mingzhen felt a little tired and became more skilled with the long sword.

The swordsman's swordsmanship in this dream is called the Twelve Forms of Duanshui. It is characterized by strength, speed, and explosiveness. It is a set of swordsmanship that is very famous in the East China Sea Kingdom.

The swordsman's name is Ming Shui, and he is known as Duanshui Sword.

The corner of Mingzhen's mouth twitched, feeling that she didn't even know how to name her in her dreams. Wasn't the name chosen too casually?

She studied under this waterfall for a while.

It was already getting late.

Taking advantage of the long vines beside the cliff, I quickly climbed to the high platform before. I took out the dried meat dough from the corner, looked at it, and thought about it.

I am not afraid of death in my dream.

I just ate the dry food that had been stored for at least three days.

The taste is indescribable.

Or maybe it's not unpalatable in itself, but after being stored for a long time, Mingzhen always felt like it had a sour and musty smell, which made her eat it with nausea.

After eating, she leaned against the mountain wall in a daze.

"How about giving yourself a knife to wake up now? Anyway, everything that needs to be tested has been tested. When you wake up, you will know whether it is what I thought..."

"no!"

Mingzhen thought of some pictures and people in her memory, and shook her head to suppress the thought.

She didn't care about this identity in her dream.

I don’t know if I can still remember the sword skills and mental training techniques I’ve written down now after waking up. Generally, if you can remember a part of this kind of lucid dream, it’s amazing.

It’s hard to say whether it’s useful or not.

Logically speaking, it doesn't matter if she wakes up now.

but......

"Even if it's just a dream, I still want to..." Mingzhen pursed her lips and felt a little dazed. Then she calmed down and began to try the inner cultivation method in her memory.

The mental method is as if it has been practiced countless times, and it will naturally enter concentration and practice successfully.

Breathe in and out.

Replace old with new.
To be continued...