Chu Mu chased the Dead Dream for a while, but found that where it flew over, the plants were all withered and withered...
"Wooooow~!"
Mo Xie let out a cry, signaling Chu Mu to look back.
Chu Mu turned around, and was surprised to find that a certain gray color, following the figure of Dead Dream, slowly but vastly covered the entire city of Xiangrong. It felt like a huge city picture scroll slowly. Slow people are painted with gray colors.
"It's this..." Chu Mu didn't understand. The Dead Dream had no interest in attacking humans, but why did it take so much trouble to destroy all the plants in Xiangrong City? Could it be that it had some kind of influence on the entire Xiangrong City? hate
After chasing it for a while, Chu Mu gradually couldn't keep up with its speed.
Dead Dream shuttled through the air seemingly lightly, gracefully and slowly, but at a very fast speed, and Mo Xie couldn't catch up with its speed at all.
Look around, whether it is the dust cypress on both sides of the street, or the white tung tree in the living yard, or the new willow by the lake in the park; the vines growing along the wall, the vines hanging from some big trees, or interspersed with The vines in the soil bag; the flowers blooming everywhere dotted the city, the unknown lichen spirit grass, all of these withered, and even the bodies of some soul pets in the plant world that were not included in the soul pet space were not spared. …
The entire city of Xiangrong is withering, the death-like gray, like an absolute ruler, has stripped the vitality of the entire city.
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Xiangrongcheng Central City Back Street Deep Lane Courtyard.
A blind old man stood outside the yard, looking up at the sky with a pale face.
It's a pity that he can't see anything, and his soul can't fully stretch under the powerful gray restriction, let alone reach within a kilometer of the mysterious and dangerous creature.
"It's still coming, it's still coming!" The emotion shown by the blind old man was different from Duan Qiming and Li Guang who were eager to see the dead dream, and it was more of a feeling.
In this city, the only person who knows the existence of the Dream of Death is the blind old man, because he witnessed its dusty and lonely figure a long time ago, and he still remembers the shocking feeling in his heart at the time, After so many years, that kind of shock and longing gradually turned into ripples in the old heart, causing a trace of bitterness and helplessness.
"Old Mister." Chu Mu jumped off Mo Xie and walked up to the Blind Old Mister who was immersed in some kind of memory.
Looking at the old man with a bewildered expression, seeing his sense of loss that he longed to see but couldn't see, Chu Mu suddenly wanted to know how this blind old man, who was still above the two old monsters, Li Guang and Sun Qiming, would be. What kind of past is there? His insights and extensive knowledge of soul pets are no less than that of Old Li who has lived for hundreds of years, so his past must be very, very exciting.
"It's you, come, describe to me what it looks like." The blind old man was not surprised by Chu Mu's arrival, he said slowly, and then he didn't care about all the withered flowers, trees, vines and grass in the courtyard.
Chu Mu gazed through the sky between the two eaves corners, looked at the dreamlike figure in the distance, and described its appearance with some pale words.
"Well, it seems that my memory is not fuzzy." The blind old man nodded in satisfaction.
"Why, have you seen it before?" Chu Mu hurriedly asked.
"I've seen it before, probably when I was a teenager, there was a person I admired, who led me into the mysterious and gorgeous world of soul pets, and through him, I saw the dead dream that was only in my infancy. The dead dream at that time was as young as a baby, and its feathers were so delicate that people couldn't help but touch it, and I stroked its little head..." The blind old man shared the picture in his memory delicately with Chu Mu.
For some reason, this should belong to his own memory, but the old man was willing to tell this young man who gave him a sense of familiarity, as if this young man was his stubborn and clever apprentice back then.
"That strong man is Cheng Mo? Is Dead Dream his soul pet?" Chu Mu asked.
The old man shook his head and said: "Chengmo didn't sign a soul contract with Dead Dream. Everyone has their own ideal soul pet in their hearts. Cheng Mo already has a wing-type soul pet that he thinks is the most perfect, so he didn't make a soul pet with Death Dream." Little Dead Dream signed a soul contract, but released it, and let it live in this country that belongs to Dead Dream."
"It belongs to?" Chu Mu was even more puzzled.
"This is not the territory of human beings. It belongs to the Dead Dream. The most primitive ancestor of all elf butterflies is the Dead Dream. However, after humans interfered in this territory, the descendants of the Dead Dream family gradually disappeared. Another kind is more suitable for humans. The Elf Butterfly race, which is more suitable for survival and reproduction, appeared, and then slowly spread throughout the Xiangrong border... Of course, this happened thousands of years ago." said the blind old man.
Chu Mu knew very well that the Dead Dream was not an elf butterfly race, it should be an independent race, and this race probably only had the powerful and mysterious Dead Dream.
"Then it hasn't signed a soul contract with any human yet?" Chu Mu said with some surprise.
After the majority of soul pets sign a soul contract with a human being, it is impossible for them to follow another human being. This is the loyalty of a soul pet, which will last until death.
If it is not someone else's soul pet, then the difficulty will be much lower, and this kind of mental barrier will not arise.
Of course, this reduction in the probability of subjugation is equivalent to changing from 10,000 percent impossible to 1,000 percent impossible. The multiple of the impossible has been reduced a lot, and it is still impossible...
Just imagine a soul pet that has lived for more than a hundred years, with an extremely firm heart, and looking at Chu Mu from its perspective, Chu Mu is similar to a child...
"You seem to be very interested in it." The blind old man said.
"Well, I'm missing a wing-type soul pet." Chu Mu nodded honestly.
The blind old man was stunned for a moment, then opened his chest, and burst out laughing!
There was no sense of ridicule in Mr. Blind's laughter, but more of kindness and love for the juniors. The reason why he laughed was because when he told his disciples the story of the dead dream , he also has such an upright appearance, it seems that to conquer the dead dream is the same as obtaining some commanders and monarchs, as long as you work hard and persevere, you will definitely be able to get it...
"It is more friendly to humans, but it is as lonely as a king. It is impossible for a king to submit to others. If it has offspring, it may not mind letting its children follow human soul pet masters to practice, but this is not the case. It means that it has become a king, and it is willing to follow humans to explore, unless you reach the height of Chengmo, so that such a proud king will surrender willingly." The blind old man said with a smile.
"By the way, you don't look like an ordinary person. At this age, you have a high-level emperor-level seven-sin fox with three main attributes. If you guessed right, your White Nightmare should be stronger, and its strength can at least compete with Sixteen Absolutes. It is." said the blind old man.
Chu Mu did not deny that although this blind old man was blind, his experience of hundreds of years made him look like a wise man with bright eyes, and it was difficult to hide it from his eyes.
"I really want to get a Dead Dream, does it have offspring?" Chu Mu asked.
The descendants of the Dead Dream, the racial level must be the peak emperor, and the same as the Sky Cang Cyan Hidden Dragon, they are invincible to the emperor after ten stages. The racial advantages of this kind of creature make it more likely that they will enter the master level. Larger than lower creatures.
"Descendants? Probably not, most creatures of this level are unique, and their way of inheritance is hereditary through life..." said the blind old man.
"Heritage of life, what is hereditary life?" Chu Mu was stunned, this was the first time Chu Mu had heard of this method of reproduction.
"Heritage of life generally appears in creatures whose racial level is very high, and the possibility of finding a mate is almost zero. The hereditary creatures of life can only breed eggs in their bodies when they are on the verge of death. Only when the previous generation completely After death, this egg will hatch, and then the next generation will continue this race. The lifespan of the Dead Dream should be very long, and it is impossible to breed a new Dead Dream, so unless you can kill it..." Blind old man Mr. still smiled.
"Kill it?" Chu Mu touched his chin.
If he turned into a half-demon, Chu Mu really didn't have the confidence to defeat this powerful Dead Dream.
Defeating and killing are two different concepts, Chu Mu must be at least one or two grades higher than them before he can possibly kill it.
"Haha, you kid are really thinking about how to kill it?" The blind old man laughed again. Although he couldn't see it, he could completely perceive it through his soul thoughts. Chu Mu's subtle face changes, the blind old man Can feel it.
"Uh, not at all, just to measure, I think the next generation will definitely carry some of the memories of the previous generation, and the next generation should not be able to be used as the soul pet of the enemy who killed his previous generation, right?" Chu Mu said. .
"Your thinking is quite sharp." The blind old man smiled slightly and continued, "It is impossible to kill it, it is too strong!"
Chu Mu was stunned, and hurriedly asked.
The old man smiled and shook his head, without explaining to Chu Mu.