Let us return to Taixu Wonderland. After completing all the revision work of "Glory of Heroes", Wu Qiudao said goodbye to Ji Chen.
Ji Chen looked at this nephew with complicated eyes. Maybe if he continued to practice the "Dragon Stinging Technique", he might be reborn as a heavenly being earlier than himself. Unfortunately, although this nephew was extremely talented, he only felt that
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Before Wu Qiudao left, he still asked: "Uncle Third Master, can't you practice the "Yellow Liang Dreaming Technique" with me?"
Ji Chen shook his head: "This is the first time in my more than a thousand years that I have set off such a big battle in Taixu Fairyland. If I can't take this opportunity to further understand the essence of Taixu's transformation, my "Dragon Stinging Technique"
"Volume 4 may never be created."
Wu Qiudao sighed. In the past two months, Ji Chen had helped him so much. He also wanted to help Ji Chen continue to operate, but how could he comprehend the essence and create the skills in a day or two? He
You can't just wait and waste time, right?
Ji Chen then told: "Little nephew, when it comes to stealing dreams, please remember one thing: Never be completely obsessed and unable to tell the difference between me and others! You must keep a little bit of intelligence to escape from dreams at any time! Otherwise, you will sink into this world.
Ji Chen sighed: "Sometimes, when I dream too much, I always feel that life is just a big empty dream! Occasionally, I even wonder if this Daluo world is just a dream of the Creator? I wake up from the dream
, the world will be destroyed.”
Wu Qiudao patted Third Master Ji Chen on the shoulder. He guessed that Third Master himself was addicted to dreams and could not extricate himself, so he had the dream of reborn as a mortal and naturalized as Taixu? This was a rare time for him to wake up, right?
It's a pity that these words were also said in a dream.
Ji Chen stood there and watched Wu Qiudao soar into the sky and fly towards the blue sky of Emperor Taihuang.
He sang a poem and walked to the venue in an awkward manner: "A perfect person has no dreams, and his dreams are like those of wandering immortals. Even real people have no sleep, and when they sleep, they become clouds and smoke. There is always medicine in the furnace, and there is a secret in the search."
If you want to know the greatest mystery in the world in your sleep."
Ji Chen sighed: "If you want to know what is in your sleep, the greatest mystery in the world!"
In the sky of Taihuang Emperor Zengtian, countless clouds and mist hit Wu Qiudao's face. Every cloud and mist here is a dream for all sentient beings in the Daluo universe.
The clouds and mists gather and disperse, and dreams also come and go; the clouds and mists are ethereal, and the dreams are also confusing and unclear.
Every time he comes into contact with these dream clouds, Wu Qiudao has to roughly feel what is probably happening in the dream. This is the most appropriate way to choose a dream, as his third uncle Ji Chen told him.
"Zhou Gong's Interpretation of Dreams" divides dreams into direct dreams, Xiang dreams, Cause dreams, Imagination dreams, Essence dreams, Sexual dreams, Human dreams, Feeling dreams, Temporal dreams, Reverse dreams, Ji dreams, and Send dreams according to different content of dreams.
, fifteen kinds of dreams, disease dreams, ghost dreams, etc.
But Wu Qiudao didn't care. What he needed was a dream that could stimulate his spirit and give him various insights.
He is different from ordinary dreamers such as Ji Chen. He does not need to be careful. Even if he falls into a dream and his soul is contaminated, he can give himself a knife when he wakes up. The key is not to die in the dream, otherwise he will not be able to come back in the future.
Taixu dreamland.
It's a pity that Wu Qiudao tried for a long time, but he really couldn't feel the difference between these dreams. Maybe he can only tell the difference after experiencing it a few more times? He randomly got into a cloud and mist and activated the "Yellow Beam Dream Technique".
The first thing I saw in the dream was a man with high buns. He was handsome and handsome, but his face was full of sadness. He raised his hand and touched the face of the dream owner and said: "Huaneng, Master can't do anything anymore."
I’ll teach you how to play chess!”
The owner of this dream called "Skating Energy" was only about half the height of the man opposite him. He was probably still a child. He burst into tears and hugged the man opposite him as he cried: "No! You said you wanted to see me become a national player.
one day!"
Wu Qiudao felt his head being touched by the man, and Hua Neng cried even harder.
The man said: "The art of playing chess is broad and profound! If you don't become a national player at the age of twenty, you will have no hope for life! Maybe I am destined to lack talent in this way? But it is God's blessing to cultivate a chess genius like you!"
Huaneng cried and said: "But I will become a national player soon! Master, just wait! Soon, a new product selection competition will be held in Beijing, and then I will be able to win all the way to the Hanlin Academy
, has become a chess piece waiting for an edict!"
The man smiled freely: "That's great! Maybe it's in you that I see the light of a true national player, so I can let go of this life's obsession! I have nothing to worry about, and I will become a Buddha soon. Goodbye! Little one
Guy!"
After saying that, the man turned into little bits of light and dissipated in the dream. The owner of the dream, Hua Neng, burst into tears and woke up from crying. Wu Qiudao was driven out of the dream.
Wu Qiudao wiped his tears. This was probably a dream dreamed by a boy named Hua Neng who was a Go genius. Before his death, his master entrusted him with a dream that he was about to become a Buddha, so Hua Neng must become a national player!
After calming down for a while, Wu Qiudao cursed secretly, this "Soul of Chess" plot is a bit too dramatic? After thinking about it, he found another dream and got into it!
This is a place similar to a study room. There are many thread-bound ancient books on the bookshelf. However, the owner of the dream keeps looking at a well-dressed middle-aged scholar in the study room. He/she retreats step by step, while the middle-aged scholar approaches step by step.
The dream master came out with a gentle and sweet voice, but the voice kept trembling: "Mr. Leng, no! We are a teacher and student, how can we do such a shameful thing!"
Hiss! Wu Qiudao was overjoyed. It seemed that he had won a big prize this time. Could this be a story that had to be told between the eldest daughter of a family and her teacher?
The owner of the dream said while retreating: "You and I are both great men! No, don't come near me again!"
But the middle-aged scholar said with a bright face: "You shameless beast, how dare you seduce Mr. Teacher! I want to see if you, a child, are still a child?"
The owner of the dream retreated to the corner, unable to retreat: "It's not that I'm shameless, it's that you are aggressive! I'm the one..."
The middle-aged scholar suddenly rushed over. The owner of the dream waved his hand and hit the middle-aged scholar on the shoulder, but his strength was so weak that he was not as strong as a chicken. While resisting, he shouted loudly: "Mr. Leng, no!"
Wu Qiudao couldn't bear it anymore, so he activated his dream-making talent and exchanged the powers of the middle-aged scholar and the dream master.
As a result, the owner of the dream accidentally knocked up his teacher and threw him to the ground to vomit blood. Wu Qiudao was very satisfied when he saw this scene.
However, I didn't expect that the master of the dream didn't want to resist. His beating was more like a kind of fun. Injuring his teacher made him feel sad. After all, my Tang style is open, and the people in the Nanfeng Pavilion
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The middle-aged scholar lay in the arms of the owner of the dream, vomiting blood and said: "I have no other hope in this life, I only hope to have a night of happiness with you."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" The owner of the dream was crying and comforting the teacher. Just when he lowered his head and wanted to kiss the pair of red lips, the entire dream time was suspended.
"I'm tired, let's destroy it!" Wu Qiudao finally took action directly and shattered this dream.