Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Hua Tianyi finished arranging the morning training and walked towards Zeng Jun in the middle. "By the way, I told you about your mission the other day. Do you remember?"

Zengjun nodded and said, "Remember." Hua Tianyi flew into the air and led Zengjun to meet Qina, who was recommended by her and one of her good friends. He wondered what kind of person she was. During the journey, Zengjun kept imagining what kind of person she was.

A small dot appeared in the distance, gradually getting closer and closer. Until it was almost there, Zengjun looked at the words "Gejian" on the doorplate. Tianyi corrected him and said, "It's Jiange. This doorplate should be read from right to left, do you understand?" Zengjun nodded and said, "I understand."

The door opened and a girl appeared. It was hard to tell her age. After all, the age of a cultivator could only be determined by asking. She was holding a scabbard in her hand.

The strange thing is that there is no sword in it. Her hair is very long. Hua Tianyi's hair is to her shoulders, while her hair is to her waist. Is such long hair really suitable for wielding a sword? Her appearance is relatively ordinary, at least for Zengjun, not as good as Hua Tianyi. She wears a white dress and a white skirt, with a pair of small white socks on her feet. With these, her loose hair, plus the fairy-like aura, it must be easy for her to charm thousands of men.

Qina saw Zengjun looking at her and asked Tianyi, "Is he the one you recommended?" Tianyi replied, "Yes, I think he has great talent. If possible, I hope you can guide him. He said he wants to learn swordsmanship."

"Oh, so, I'll take it. By the way, I have a few good children here, I'll bring them to your place tomorrow to practice magic with them."

Tianyi responded politely, "Of course, as a parent, we all want our children to be excellent, but I hope not to tire them too much, otherwise it will only backfire."

Qina smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know my limits."

"Okay, then you can teach this child first. I have to go back and look after the other children."

"Okay, walk slowly"

After seeing Hua Tianyi off, Qina looked at Zengjun and said, "Come with me." Zengjun followed her. After walking for an hour, she finally sat down under a pavilion. Zengjun followed her for an hour.

But he had no choice but to sit down. Zengjun also knew that Qina was just testing him to see what kind of person he was. Qina looked at the child. After an hour's journey, he had sweated a lot, his face was red, and he was even breathing secretly. But he didn't complain. She picked up the teapot in the pavilion, took out two cups, and filled them up.

"That's right, take a seat and have some tea to moisten your throat," Zeng Jun responded with "Okay." Just these two words could be heard in a hoarse voice. It seemed that this six or seven-year-old body could not fully carry his determination.

After resting for a while, Qina pulled out a sword from the scabbard. Zengjun saw it and thought, "It's just an ordinary sword, but when did a sword appear in it?" Qina waved her hand to let the sword hang in the air. She stepped on the sword, stretched out her hand, and motioned Zengjun to come up as well.

Zengjun held out his hand and let Qina pull it onto her sword, "Let's go, although we can walk the rest of the way, it's not necessary for you", is this an admission or is he looking down on me.

This Zengjun might need some time to think about it. After a while, he flew to their practice platform. There were also about 500 practitioners with the same birthday as Zengjun. Hmm? That is, an adult. Is he related to Qina? By the way, why are there twice as many children here as Hua Tianyi's?

The man was seen waving at Qina from afar, and when he flew closer, he gently asked Qina, "Are you here?" when he landed.

Qina responded "I'm coming" like a little girl. In Zengjun's eyes, they were completely two different people.

The man took Qina's hand, and then followed Qina like me. The man looked at Zengjun.

“Why are you still following them? Go and practice with those who are practicing,” Zengjun said, “But I don’t have a sword.” Zengjun didn’t even bring the sword that Hua Tianyi gave him, and even if he did, he wouldn’t use it to practice.

The man then conjured up a wooden sword and threw it to Zengjun, "Take it," and continued to follow Qina. Weiwei could hear him say, "Go see your daughter first." Zengjun shook his head after hearing this, picked up the wooden sword on the ground and joined the group of people practicing sword-fighting.

Zengjun walked to the last row, watched their demonstration several times, and then began to learn it in the same way. Qina and the man had disappeared in the distance, but this had nothing to do with Zengjun.

He was still practicing the part of the sword style he had just learned. He repeated the simple movements thousands of times. It was already noon, and he was still repeating the movements.

"Not bad," the man appeared from behind him, "Nana said you have great perseverance, I didn't believe it at first," he motioned to Zengjun to stop, "Take a rest for an hour, and practice what I taught you in the afternoon, guns and sticks." The children were resting in the shade.

Zeng Jun was the same, but he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, reviewing the method that Tianyi had taught him. Not far away, Qina and Yue Tiankuo were watching him reviewing. Yue Tiankuo pointed at Zeng Jun with his mouth.

"This child is much better than our two sons. However, Yueyi is very similar to him." Qina also looked at Zengjun. At this moment, he was still reviewing with his eyes closed and had no idea that someone was actually talking about him.

Qina also sighed, "This kid, if he keeps doing this, he will be fine. It's almost time, let's prepare for the afternoon practice."

Yue Tiankuo rang the bell and the children gathered together. "Let's go, we will continue practicing shooting in the afternoon." Then he was the first to walk to another large venue, and Zengjun also followed the group of children.

Yue Tiankuo picked up a gun, turned it a few times with his right hand, and then stabbed it out. Then he told the children, "Practice this in the afternoon. Once you have mastered the basics, it will be easier to learn more difficult ones in the future."

Zengjun once again took over Yuetian Kuofa's student weapon, a small stick, and he could only follow suit and practice.

It was night, and after saying goodbye to Yue Tiankuo, Hua Tianyi was waiting for her outside the door. He held Hua Tianyi's hand and followed her back to his home.

He arrived in front of the palace, walked along the long corridor, pushed open the door, and saw his sister waiting inside. For Zengjun, all the hard work was worth it.

Since he gained divine power, Zeng Jun no longer needed to eat every day. Basically, one meal a month was enough. After pushing open the door, he saw a table, three chairs, and a round cake on the table.

Hua Tianyi brought Zengjun in, put him on one of the chairs, and held Bushue in the rest. Tianyi lit seven candles and put a hat on Zengjun. She turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the seven dim candles, and said, "Make a wish."

Zengjun symbolically made a wish. He himself might not know what he wished for, or he might not have made any wish at all! However, the tears in the corners of his eyes could not be faked. Just as Zengjun blew out the cigarette and wanted to eat the cake, Hua Tianyi stopped him.

“This can’t be eaten.” Zeng Jun finally realized that it wasn’t his sense of smell that was wrong, but that this really wasn’t a cake, it just looked like one. “Then?” Hua Tianyi turned off the light. “The ones that can really be eaten are in another place. This one is just for you.”

She opened the door and said, "Come on, I'll take you to where the cake is really." She led Zengjun and Bushue and gradually went to where the other children lived. In the middle was a very, very large cake, which gathered all the children who appeared that day.

This is the birthday of these 1,340 children, not just his. Now there are also Qina, Yue Tiankuo, and two other men. Who is that? A white-haired old man. Zeng Jun only feels familiar but has never seen him before. This is not important. What is important is the cake.

After a long time, all the children left one after another, but the old man was chatting in a small pavilion in the distance. Zengjun waited at the door for a while, and Hua Tianyi seemed to have finished chatting, so they also dispersed.

She picked up Zengjun who was half asleep and Bushue who was sleeping beside Zengjun, went back to the room, put Zengjun and Bushue on the bed, covered them with a blanket, and said, "He is just a child after all."