There are 21 days left before the Buzhou Academy enrollment is completed, and there are 35 days left before the next time traveler arrives.

Two weeks have passed, and Qin Que thought that time would be very tight when he learned this dream prisoner.

But after no dyslexia, consciousness easily penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness of the previous Buddhist son, and time became very relaxed again.

In just fourteen days, he had completely integrated the Heart Sutra of the Great Dream Prison.

There is even time to catch up with the admissions of Buzhou College.

The Great Dream Prison Heart Sutra is indeed an amazing skill.

In Qin Que's view, to some extent, it is considered the ultimate in the spiritual realm.

It’s just that this kind of skill is because the writing is too obscure and too many code words, which makes no one learn it.

Monk Xiaoye also had only a little understanding of the Great Dream Prisoner.

Dream control is actually a very practical ability.

If Qin Que had an unimaginable understanding not long ago, and could understand any difficult reading material just by reading it twice, then now-

Qin Que has more time.

He can practice and understand in his dreams.

Even in dreams, he can freely arrange various environments, hypnotize himself and realize his maximum potential.

The originally urgent time of 49 days, after Qin Que achieved the dream control, time suddenly became more abundant... He had to use extra time to think about how to manage time well.

The first layer controls dreams, the second layer, differentiates between virtual and real. The third layer, uses dreams as a cage.

The fourth level opens up more dreams.

After learning the fourth level, Qin Que was ready to welcome the next time traveler.

He created a dream that was exactly the same as outside the ruined temple of Lizong Mountain.

If the time traveler arrives, he will first wake up in the ruined temple in his dream, and then as usual, Qin Que will ask some questions.

If you answer well, but if you don’t answer well, you won’t give me any answer well. You won’t give me any face to the Heavenly Dao.

However, Qin Que cares about one problem:

"If I didn't kill the time traveler and imprison his soul in my dream, would there be no next time traveler?"

"Or if my soul does not return to the soul tomb, there will be continuous arrival of time travelers?"

Qin Que didn't know the answer. If it was the latter, he would have to constantly strengthen his spiritual sense and build enough dreams to imprison the souls of these time travelers.

Thinking of this... he suddenly showed a strange smile.

"How does it feel...I seem to be a Time Traveler Prison?"

Qin Que shook his head. All this was just speculation. He didn't know what would happen, so he just took one step at a time.

Now he is preparing to say goodbye to Xiaoye, leave Guangyuan Temple, and go to Buzhou College.

After leaving Gou Lin in a few steps, Qin Que soon arrived at the Zen room where Xiaoye usually stole chickens and ate them.

He pushed open the door. This time Xiaoye was not eating chicken, but was looking at the original Heart Sutra of the Great Dream left by the Saint Zhou before.

Seeing Xiaoye's appearance, he was fully focused and did not notice that someone had pushed open the door. The little monk seemed to be suffering from the great dream scripture, and there were dark circles on his face.

Qin Que roughly guessed the reason. I think that during these fourteen days, Xiaoye spent a lot of effort to help comprehend the Great Dream Prison Soul.

He felt warm inside and said:

"Shaoye."

"Ah!" Qin Que's voice penetrated his consciousness, making Xiaoye tremble, and he woke up instantly:

"Brother Qin, why are you here? Could it be that you have encountered difficulties?" Xiaoye asked with concern.

"After learning, I will come naturally."

Qin Que looked fifteen or sixteen years old at this time, without any old age, and when he smiled, he felt so close.

"Study... have you finished learning? Have you learned the Great Dream Prison Soul? I have read a lot of Buddhist scriptures, don't lie to me." Xiaoye looked at Qin Que in surprise.

Qin Que said:

"I learned it. I am confident that I will deal with the disaster in a month. I am here to say goodbye."

"This... makes no sense. The master's Great Dream Prisoner's soul is even more complicated than the Great Dream Cage. It's only fourteen days... I'm still comprehending the first level. Why did you learn it without any foundation in Buddhism?"

“Some things… are talented.”

Of course, Qin Que is not easy to tell others about the reasons that he has not yet figured out, even if he is a close friend.

Xiaoye has always believed in his friends. Even though he was shocked, he did not doubt that Qin Que was too arrogant.

Seeing Qin Que nodding again, he should have been happy, but for some reason he couldn't laugh.

For some improper usage, the senior brother has comprehended the Great Dream Prison Soul for decades, and has watched it for fourteen days without any progress. But did Brother Qin, who was obviously very stupid before... actually learn it?

The Great Dream Prison Sutra is not even smooth in even the sentences. How did he learn it?

Why does he have so much hair and have such a good understanding?

After a while, Xiaoye calmed down from his slightly sour mentality and began to be sincerely happy for his friends:

"It seems that Brother Qin, you... have really gotten a great opportunity. This new body must not be taken away by anyone."

"Yes. This is indeed my luck."

Although this understanding has nothing to do with Jing Que, Jing Que’s roots and bones are indeed very suitable for practice.

And I unexpectedly gained strong insight and spent about twice as much time every day than ordinary people... This is really an unimaginable opportunity.

"Where is Brother Qin going next?"

"I plan to go to Buzhou Academy and start learning practice from scratch. Don't forget that I am just a Taoist boy in the Spiritual View Realm."

Xiaoye nodded. Qin Jian was dead. Although Qin Que's future was limitless, his cultivation level was indeed a young man who had just started.

"By the way, this Great Dream Prison Heart Sutra is actually very helpful for meditation and practice. I have rectified some of the contents and rewritten a copy."

Qin Que handed out the commentary on the Heart Sutra of the Great Dream:

"It is better to understand than your master's part. You can study hard, and you don't need to learn what you later, but it is necessary to control your dreams."

Xiaoye was not polite. He was curious about how Qin Que could learn to write such an obscure Buddhist scripture, and immediately took over the Heart Sutra of the Great Dream Prisoner with an explanation and started to cross it.

He first turned to the second page, because he could understand the first page, but there was a place on the second page. He didn't quite understand the principle of connecting the sea of ​​Qi and dreams, and the previous Buddhist sons wrote it very vaguely.

In contrast, Xiaoye found that Brother Qin's handwriting was extremely beautiful, vigorous and powerful. Even if he did not see Brother Qin write these words on the spot, he could feel the flowing flow and ups and downs when he wrote them.

He watched carefully, his expression slowly changed from joy to admiration. After reading it, he jumped to page seven again.

The expression on his face changed from admiration to admiration, nodding from time to time, and his mouth was even more stingy with praise and words of amazement:

"Ah! So that's what this means... It turns out that the spiritual consciousness and spiritual power can still be transformed like this..."

"This is no longer a dream control technique, this is simply the nemesis of illusion! If you can really practice it, you will not be afraid of it."

"Hey, no wonder I didn't feel transparent before. It turned out that the meaning was reversed... This was written by the master on purpose? Brother Qin, can you understand this?"

"This passage on page 21 actually became a hidden head with the words on page 14 and page 7? This... seems to be put together, but it is much smoother. The master is such a genius! Brother Qin, you are also a genius. How did you discover it?"

...

There are still many such words. After an hour, Xiaoye felt like he had found a treasure, as if he had gone to Chaoge City, which he wanted to go but didn't dare to go.

When the excitement calmed down, Xiaoye should take the words to say that three days after leaving the scholar, and he had more insights. He said:

"Brother Qin, your cultivation level of quasi-saint has dispersed, but you will definitely go further in the future. Otherwise... don't go to Buzhou Academy, come to my Buddhist sect and learn from the Buddha with me? You can learn any unique skills of my Buddhist sect at will!"

Qin Que cursed:

"Little bald donkey, I will treat you as my brother, and you will treat me as my cousin? Buddhism is so hard that I can't stand it."

"But your previous practice was not worse than that of the ascetic monks in my Buddhist sect." Xiaoye said honestly.

Qin Que smiled:
Chapter completed!