Reincarnation of the Empress: My senior brother has the qualifications of a saint

Meteor Snow is training hard.

After getting "Three Thousand Little Dreams", she wanted to practice quickly to see what was hidden in this technique.

Time flies by.

The progress of "Three Thousand Little Dreams" is constantly improving.

"It's time to preach the Dharma and pray." Meteor Snow has already adapted to the life of entering the Dagong God Church.

For the dream-making god who had never met before, she felt a little more admiration in her heart.

No matter what, they are stronger characters than her.

Moreover, it seems to be preaching to save the Dream Eldar.

Regardless of the outcome, isn't this original intention good?

At least, the heart is attached to the Dream Spirit Race.

Meteor Snow walked out of the mansion.

Meteor City at this moment is much more tense than before.

The streets are no longer as prosperous as they were before.

There are many fewer people.

Meteor Snow sighed.

The catastrophe was a devastating blow to Yecheng.

For the people in Dream City, it is not all peaceful.

"Cher."

A majestic voice came.

Surrounded by a group of people, Meteor Jade walked over with a serious expression on his face.

"Uncle." Seeing the person coming, Liu Xingxue lowered his head.

She joined the Workers' Church, and in the eyes of this uncle, she has always been messing around.

These days, she avoided seeing this uncle.

"You are dressed...to meet the so-called God of Dreams?" Meteor Jade's face became gloomy.

"Yes." Meteor Snow admitted generously.

"What day is it now, do you still believe in these illusory gods?" Meteor Jade said with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone, "The catastrophe is coming soon, and our Meteor City is also beginning to collect the power of dream spirits to strengthen the defense of Dream City , you put those irrelevant things down first."

"Understood." Meteor Snow was helpless.

What this uncle said, she is also doing.

Collect the power of dream spirits to strengthen the defense of Dream City.

That is to say, some dream spirit masters are needed to dedicate their hard-working dream spirit powers and integrate them into the dream city.

In this case, the strength of the Dream Spiritualist will be greatly reduced.

There are also some low-level dream masters who have never broken through to the second level in their entire lives.

Because, this kind of dedicating one's dream spirit power is a long-term thing.

To live in Dream City, every dream spirit clan needs to contribute the power of dream spirits.

Therefore, only those with Meng Ling talent can enter the Dream City.

In addition, some old dream spirit masters, whose lifespan is approaching, will also dedicate all their dream spirit powers, and then meet death.

Thinking of this, Meteor Snow felt inexplicably sad.

In the face of the catastrophe, none of the dream spirits can stay out of it.

"The God of Dreams is nothing more than a liar." Meteor Jade said with a trace of disdain, "When the catastrophe came, he actually ordered the congregation to build the so-called Great Wall, that is, the city wall.

Does he think that a mere city wall can prevent a catastrophe? "

The God of Dreams ordered the construction of the Great Wall, and this matter spread to Dream City.

Originally, the powerhouses who still had expectations for the God of Dreams were already disappointed.

This dream-making god might just be a clown.

Even the ancestor Liu Xinglei of Meteor City, and the Meteor Show who had been to the God of Migrants, were disappointed in the God of Dreams.

"Gods naturally have their own intentions." Meteor Snow said seriously.

As she practiced "Three Thousand Little Dreams", she became more trusting in the God of Dream Creation.

"Last time, I shouldn't have let you go to the God of Worker Sect." Liu Xinglei looked at this junior, seeing the piety on her face.

Eventually, he ended the subject.

At this time, there is still hope in my heart, isn't it a good thing?

only……

"Xue'er, your master Shen Huiling is approaching his birthday.

This time, she sacrificed her dream spirit power to Mengcheng. "

Meteor Tears' voice was flat, making it impossible to see any expression.

"What?" Meteor Snow was completely stunned.

Worry, emptiness set in.

Meteor Snow couldn't help thinking of the past when his back hurt.

For Liu Xingxue, Shen Huiling is both a teacher and a mother.

Meteor Snow's mother was not very talented.

When Shouyuan was approaching, her mother also chose the path of sacrificing the power of the dream spirit, dedicating her own power of the dream spirit to Mengcheng.

In the end, Meteor Snow lost her mother.

Memories of the past struck, and Meteor Snow's mood changed abruptly.

……

"Master..."

Meteor Snow hurried into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, a woman in palace attire was sitting on a rattan chair, leisurely watching the fish swimming in the glass tank.

Meteor Snow's eyes fell on Master's face, and she immediately felt a weak breath.

On Master Shen Huiling's face, there were rare wrinkles, the skin was visibly aged, and there were many white strands in the hair.

Meteor Xue Moran, Master has always been a person who pays great attention to maintenance, or in other words, which woman does not love beauty?

In the past, it was impossible for Meteor Snow to find wrinkles on Master's face.

"Master...you sacrificed the power of dream spirit, why didn't you tell me." Liu Xingxue's tone was complicated, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"You're busy, so I didn't bother you." Shen Huiling had a kind smile on her face.

Meteor Snow was grieved in her heart, she naturally understood the reason why Master didn't notify her immediately.

"Master, you..." Meteor Snow was speechless.

"Xue'er, life and death have their own destiny.

For each of our dream masters, offering sacrifices to Dream City at the end of life is the destination of each of us. "

Shen Huiling looked calm.

"I've lived long enough, I've seen many landscapes, this life is enough."

Meteor Snow burst into tears.

This world is beautiful and hopeless.

"Silly boy, why are you crying? I'm not going to die now.

Even if I sacrifice all the dream spirit power, I can still live for more than a month. "Shen Huiling comforted her.

"One month..." Meteor Snow murmured, her heart filled with grief.

There is only one month left, and Master will leave this world.

For these things, she can only do nothing, there is no way.

A person stumbled, Meteor Snow returned to the room.

"Is there really no way?"

Meteor Snow couldn't help thinking of the God of Dreams.

Can the God of Dreams really save the world?

Can that save her master?

Unfortunately, these are wishful thinking.

After all, even if the Dream God really existed, he wouldn't pay attention to her.

"Really, is that the only way?"

Meteor Snow was in a trance.

She looked at the statue of the dream-making god serving in the room, feeling dejected.

At this moment, a voice sounded from Meteor Snow's mind.

"Who is calling me?"

The voice is full of majesty, vast but not profane.

It was as if, standing in front of her was a god who was so deep that she couldn't look directly at it.

This feeling is much stronger than the feeling the ancestor gave her.

Just as ants are looking up at the giant kun, human beings are looking up at the starry sky of the universe.

Vast, unfathomable, unimaginable.

"The god of dreams? My god?"

Meteor Snow understood instantly.

This is the voice of the Dream God!

The God of Dreams really exists!

"My God, I am your pious follower, Meteor Snow..." Meteor Snow knelt on the ground with an agitated expression.

"I feel a strong wish, you are calling me? What's the matter with you?"

Hearing the words of the dream-making god, Meteor Snow was excited.

"My master, sacrificed the power of the dream spirit, can it save her life!" This is what Meteor Snow has been thinking about.

Without any hesitation, she blurted it out.

"Believe in me, and you will have eternal life."

A ray of divine light penetrated into Meteor Snow's body.

The mighty voice disappeared.

"My God..." Meteor Snow was excited.

She actually saw an incarnation of the God of Dreams.

She knelt on the ground and slowly felt the divine light.

"Master... is there still help?"

This divine light contains a lot of information.

This is the enlightenment given to her by the dream-making god.

There are two ways to save her master.