God comes to the lake.

A look of confusion appeared on Yun Zhongjun's face.

When the gods came to the shadow book in the pavilion, Dong Gonglan and the young lady Xihe were very puzzled when they heard Feng Qingyan's words.

But at this time, they didn't make a sound, they just watched quietly.

"Dream word?"

Yun Zhongjun thought about it for a while, but still didn't understand it, so he said: "Consecration, there is no dream word in Yun's hand."

"Isn't the word "meng" in Yunmeng Ze?"

Feng Qingyan smiled.

“What does canonization mean?”

Yun Zhongjun asked directly without second guessing.

"Qingyan just wants to borrow the dream character from Yun Mengze, and hopes that Yun Zhongjun will make it come true."

Feng Qingyan saluted.

"Yun Mengze's dream word? Yun is stupid, please make it clear." Yun Zhongjun said with a bitter smile, but he still couldn't understand the meaning of canonization.

"Actually, Yun Mengze's dream calligraphy is a magical pen."

Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and said.

"Huh? What's the explanation?"

Yun Zhongjun was even more confused.

In the Shenlai Pavilion, Yingshu, Dong Gonglan and the young lady Xihe all had a look of astonishment in their eyes.

"Sister Lan, what does gentleman mean? The dream in Yunmengze is a divine pen? How could this dream word be a divine pen?" Ying Shu thought about it for a while, but still didn't understand, so she couldn't help but ask. She

Seeing Dong Gong Lan frowning and thinking, he asked, "Sister Xihe, do you understand?"

"It seems to make some sense."

The little lady of Xihe thought about it seriously and said, "Actually, what the gentleman said is what it means literally."

"ah?"

Shadow Book is even more confused and puzzled.

"It seems that this is what the gentleman means."

Dong Gonglan nodded after hesitating, always feeling like he was spying on something.

But there was still a layer of paper that prevented her from peeking through for a while, which made her feel itchy and her mind kept thinking...

"What do you mean? Why do I still not understand?"

Yingshu looked at Xihe and Donggonglan and said blankly, and then simply stopped guessing.

"How do you say this?"

Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and then said, "How about I lend it to you for a look?"

Yun Zhongjun did not agree rashly. After all, he had not yet figured it out. Who knew what the canonization would borrow? However, since the canonization said that the word "meng" was written by God, it must have been written by God. Since it was borrowed from God, then

There is nothing that cannot be agreed to.

"If you need this dream word, if you need it, please borrow it."

The Way of the Lord in the Clouds.

"Mr. Yun Zhong, have you thought it through carefully?" Feng Qingyan said.

Yun Zhongjun hesitated for a moment, but the teachers all said that he would be canonized in return, so what else could he do? He said, "There is no need to be polite when you canonize a saint."

"That Qingyan thanked Mr. Yun Zhong."

Feng Qingyan saluted.

"You're welcome to be a saint."

Yun Zhongjun returned the gift.

At this time, Feng Qingyan didn't say anything, and stepped up into the sky step by step until he reached the sea of ​​clouds. He was looking down at Yunmeng Ze.

Yun Zhongjun, Ying Shu and others did not follow, but just raised their heads and looked curiously.

Shortly after.

Feng Qingyan came down from the sea of ​​clouds, returned to Shenlai Lake, and said: "Dream words, accept it."

At this time, everyone was watching curiously, but they still couldn't understand what Feng Qingyan was doing, but they didn't say anything and watched quietly to see how Feng Qingyan borrowed the word "meng".

When Feng Qingyan finished speaking, a layer of something faint and inexplicable suddenly arose in Yunmeng Ze.

At this moment, Yun Zhongjun was stunned for a moment.

He noticed that Yun Mengze seemed to be separating from something.

This made him feel a little uneasy, as if he was about to lose something rich and noble.

However, this kind of loss is difficult to see clearly. It seems to have no entity and is just a dream-like existence.

"Sister Lan, have you ever felt that this world seems..."

Shadow Book feels it vaguely, but it is indescribable.

"Something is going to be lost."

Donggonglan Road.

"Yes, I feel like something is going to be lost in this world."

Yingshu nodded suddenly and stared around, as if something was separating around him, but he couldn't see it.

It seems to be just a sensory thing.

When this feeling of separation or loss became clearer and clearer, Yun Zhongjun's body suddenly trembled, and his heart was horrified, as if a huge wave had set off the sky.

He finally understood.

Yun Mengze's dream calligraphy is indeed a magical pen.

Moreover, this dream character is not only a magical pen, but also the soul of Yun Mengze!

If the saint borrows the word "meng", from now on, only Yunze will be left in Yunmengze. Because Yunmengze has lost its soul, which is the dream...

After Yun Zhongjun understood, Dong Gonglan and the young lady Xihe also vaguely understood.

Their eyes widened slightly, both showing shock.

Some can't believe it.

Yun Mengze's dream character is not only a magical pen, but also Yun Mengze's soul.

If Yun Mengze loses his dream, he loses his soul.

From then on, only Yun Heze remained.

Yunmengze is composed of clouds, dreams, and zes, among which dreams are souls...

"The cloud is the king of the clouds, the dream is the pen of the gods, and the lake is the earth."

At this moment, Dong Gong Lan couldn't help but exclaimed, his heart was shocked, he didn't expect Yun Mengze to be so amazing.

"ah?"

Ying Shu looked at Dong Gong Lan in confusion.

But at this time, she also felt it vaguely, and began to understand that "dreams" were a divine writing...

At this moment, it was as if a layer of light, transparent water had lifted up in the Yunmeng Ze, and it was separated from the Ze.

Although the water curtain is transparent, it only flashes light and shadows.

A strong dreamy atmosphere emerges from the water curtain.

The water separated by the water curtain seemed to have suddenly lost its color, lost its vitality, and became lifeless.

At this moment, Yun Zhongjun's face darkened.

Moreover, he was in agony inside, as if something had been taken away from his body.

His face gradually turned pale.

Stop!

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't. It seemed that he could only watch. He closed his eyes and didn't look, but he still "saw" that Yun Mengze's dream had been separated and deprived of it.

He couldn't imagine what Yun Mengze would become if he lost his dream.

From now on.

Is Yunmengze still Yunmengze?

Not any more.
To be continued...