I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 134 Sweep
Seeing Han Dong staring at it, the little tree man seemed a little shy. He babbled and crawled back into the flower pot, burrowed his legs into the soil, and slowly closed his eyes. After a while, the little tree man It turned back into a small sapling again.

Han Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and gently stroked the immature leaves of the little tree man with his fingers. The branches of the little tree man gently wrapped around Han Dong's fingers, as if they were interacting with him.

After dinner, Han Dong began to practice Gulza Meditation. After becoming a junior spiritual master, the effect of Gulza Meditation was greatly reduced. The effect has also become much worse.

In fact, it's not that the effect is getting worse, but that Han Dong's mental power is too high, and the amount of recovery each time is relatively reduced. Maybe it can recover more than 80% in an hour before, but now, he can use meditation for an hour. , it can only recover 15% or even less.

Opening his eyes, a trace of dryness flashed in Han Dong's eyes, and he was still thinking about being assassinated before.

"Don't let me know who it is, if you let me know who hired someone to kill me..." Han Dong's face turned stern.

Lying quietly on the bed, Han Dong was about to enter the nightmare world again, gain more soul power, and improve his strength!

……

In the port of Xibo City, large ships are docked in the port. From a distance, it is densely packed, like a block of houses.Taking advantage of the moonlight, some porters continued to carry goods from the ship, like ants.

Next to the port, there is a small bar. Laborers and sailors who have returned from the ocean after a busy day all like to come to this small bar for a drink or two.

In the corner of the small bar, an old man with a hunched back and wrinkled face was sitting alone at a table. His body was full of old age, as if he was about to enter the grave.

Only a glass of the cheapest ale in the bar was placed on his table, and Lao Tzu's entire body was shrouded in shadows. If one didn't observe carefully, people would even subconsciously ignore the corner where he was.

The old man sat quietly, a bit out of place with the noisy bar, he seemed to be waiting for something, a moment later, a man in a black windbreaker sat opposite him!
"Has the task been completed?" The old man didn't look up, but just stared at the glass of ale in front of him!

Zhang Jian seemed to be holding a flame in his heart, and said in a muffled voice, "Failed, the information was wrong!"

The old man raised his head sharply, his eyes shot at Zhang Jian like an awl, and Zhang Jian's heart was trembling when he saw it. At this time, the old man's twilight had completely disappeared, like an enraged wild animal, the fierce aura on his body was about to freeze. For the essence, Zhang Jian couldn't help but retreated half a meter.

"If you fail, don't make excuses, just accept the punishment." The old man said in a deep voice: "As a thorn, don't use words as your weapon!"

"He has been promoted to an official spiritual master, and has mastered spiritual weapons and shields, as well as fireball skills. In addition, he has also mastered a strange way of manipulating spiritual power, just like a spider's web..." Zhang Jian took a deep breath and said : "He is an official healer, and he still has so many skills, but the information is just a simple third-level healer apprentice. Could it be that the information is wrong, or something."

"Impossible!" The old man finally showed a look of surprise on his face.

It's only been a few days since he obtained Han Dong's information. How could Han Dong be promoted from a third-level healer apprentice to a full-fledged healer, and he has mastered so many skills?
"His strength is obviously much stronger than ordinary formal spiritual masters. I can feel that although I am one level higher than him, no matter whether it is physical fitness or mental strength, I have been suppressed by him from the beginning to the end!" Zhang Jian said depressedly: "If I didn't have a few hole cards in the end, I'm afraid it would be difficult to come back alive this time."

"If you want to kill him, a junior spiritual master is no longer his opponent. I suggest at least an intermediate or even a senior spiritual master to be sure!" Zhang Jian said: "The failure of this mission is not my responsibility. You can investigate clear."

After speaking, Zhang Jian grabbed the glass of ale in front of the old man, drank it down, put the glass heavily on the table, snorted coldly, turned around, and left the bar.

The old man's face was cloudy and uncertain. Even though Zhang Jian drank his beer rudely, he did not express anything. He was still immersed in the information Zhang Jian told him, and his mood could not be calmed down for a long time.

After a long time, the old man suddenly murmured to himself: "Junior healer, junior healer, with such qualifications, even among the group of geniuses in the capital Hamans, he can rank among the top three..."

"It's going to add more money, hi!..." The old man sighed, got up and left, and disappeared among the crowd.

……

Han Dong entered the nightmare world again. The hall was brightly lit. Francis was lying on the ground, doing push-ups. For some reason, Han Dong suddenly felt that Francis' strength seemed to have improved again. a lot.

"Francis, get ready, let's continue hunting monsters in the wild!" Han Dong said vigorously.

Francis stood up, with a hesitant look on his face, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Soon, Francis in spiritual armor pushed open the door of the trial tower, and Han Dong stepped into the wilderness. For some reason, he felt that the smell of blood in the wilderness seemed to be stronger than last time A few points.

"Go, continue to sweep today!" Han Dong strode out.

An hour later, Han Dong walked in the blood field with a gloomy and terrifying face. After walking for so long, he didn't meet a single monster. Could it be that he killed them too hard last time and scared them away?
"No, when I left last time, I saw many monsters, why can't I find any of them this time?" Han Dong asked strangely.

Before, Han Dong only hunted within a radius of one kilometer of the trial tower, and did not dare to leave the trial tower too far. After all, the time to enter the nightmare world is limited each time. If he walks too far and cannot return to the trial tower in time, then Too dangerous.

"It's like playing a game and getting off the plane in the wild. Who knows if there will be a boss next to you when you come up?" Han Dong muttered to himself.

"Francis, why are there no monsters around here, have they all escaped?" Han Dong asked suddenly.

"Master, after you left, I cleaned up all the monsters around. There are no monsters to hunt around here?" Francis said hesitantly.

"You killed all of them?" Han Dong was taken aback. You must know that although Francis is very powerful, he is only a sixth-level junior healer. Once he is surrounded by monsters, he will die easily. .

Han Dong didn't know, after Francis died, would he respawn, or spend nightmare coins to resurrect?For Han Dong, who was not rich in resources, he didn't want to try.

Insightful eye!

There was a glimmer of light in Han Dong's eyes, and he looked towards Francis. Sure enough, at this time, Francis had broken through the limit of the sixth level of a junior healer and reached the eighth level!
This is already an intermediate spiritual master, and he is not a beginner intermediate spiritual master. Even in the realm of intermediate spiritual masters, it is considered a very good level.

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　Thanks to "Yongbaicheng" for the reward of 100 starting coins~
　　
　
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