In reality, Jiang Sibai has now begun to put down the "Five Swords of Shennong" again and farm in the most traditional way.
This is actually a kind of practice.
And at night, he continued to purify nightmares.
The city of Lai in the nightmare has been completely purified by him, so he will start to work hard towards the world outside the city.
He smiled and looked at the old man sitting cross-legged outside the city holding a sword, and said, "Are you still alive here?"
Wang Jian sighed and said: "I can't leave here, because my sword can only exist here."
His soul has been completely bound by this ancient spirit sword.
Jiang Sibai had nothing to say about this, he just released the light in his soul to purify the land here.
"What will you make of this world?"
Wang Jian couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Sibai shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's better than before anyway."
Wang Jian didn't say anything else. It was just a lonely ghost living in Jiang Sibai's dream. It would be a good thing if the world could become a better place.
Jiang Sibai continued to walk deeper into the surrounding nightmare forest.
These are the territories brought by the witch priests from Juetian Wuling.
Jiang Sibai actually disliked this kind of all-nightmarish forest.
He thought of the vast plains and rolling hills he had seen in Jingfang Country. This was a different scenery.
So in the west of Nightmare City, where Jiang Sibai passed by, his mind moved slightly, and the twisted and dark forest all dispersed, turning into a scene of hills and plains.
But he didn't expect that there were many spiritual beings in this original nightmare forest.
These spirits are different from the residents in Nightmare Lai City. They were completely integrated into the forest by the witch priests using evil methods.
And when Jiang Sibai leveled the forest, these spirits emerged from the soil.
But they have become almost integrated with this world, so the spiritual beings drilled out have become pieces of strange stone statues.
There are also some powerful spiritual beings that emerged from the ground like earth dragons, but could not escape from the ground. They eventually became strange stone arches with their unique faces on one end.
As a result, Jiang Sibai was clearly thinking about the terrain of Yijing Fang Country, but it just turned into a strange and fantasy-like appearance.
But without the sinister twist, it's not annoying to look at, just a little weird.
"Haha, is this the world you imagined?"
Wang Jian followed Jiang Sibai all the way, and laughed when he saw this scene.
Jiang Sibai shook his head in astonishment, then came to his senses and said, "No, this is not my own illusion, but the result of all the spiritual ideas in this land."
He understands.
At this time, on this rocky hilly wasteland, a small goose egg-like stone rolled down the hillside.
Jiang Sibai clearly saw an old face on the stone, which looked dizzy due to the constant rolling.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and then he turned his head and stopped looking.
I always feel that his nightmare world has become a bit funny.
Some strange spiritual beings became active in this wasteland.
A stone with an old man's face, a singing frog, a cricket as tall as a small house...
It's getting more and more lively.
"This is a dream world." Wang Jian concluded.
Jiang Sibai nodded and said, "It's better than before anyway."
As soon as the words fell, the whole world full of vitality suddenly stopped again, and then returned to nothingness.
Because Jiang Sibai has returned to reality.
In the days that followed, the east of Laicheng in the dream became a land of marshes. It was hard to tell whether it was a swamp or a sea. Anyway, it was boundless as far as the eye could see and the water inside was filled with dreamy colors.
From time to time there are flying fish flying on the water, and there are mermaid-like figures swimming in the water, just like in a fairy tale.
The north is the country of ice and snow.
But in this country of ice and snow, there are many snow elves, snowmen, snow monsters and the like. Even the snowflakes can make a "ding-a-ling" sound like a wind chime.
The south is a desert.
There should be nothing left in the desert, right?
But here there are living 'lakes', oases that are constantly migrating, cacti that like to spit thorns around, and all kinds of strange things lurking under the sand.
In short, it took more than half a year for Jiang Sibai to finally clear up his nightmare.
But now maybe it can’t be called a nightmare, but it’s more like a ‘dream’.
Unlike nightmares that bring torture to people, Jiang Sibai's mood in dreams is always very cheerful. This is a place full of dreams and fun.
Because what he sees will be different every time he dreams, he doesn't even have to do anything, just observe the lives of various 'residents' in his dream and enjoy it.
But there is also a problem, that is, the dream he has purified can no longer be used as a 'laboratory' for him.
In the current dream world, Jiang Sibai can achieve whatever he thinks of, because this is his dream.
He can also present everything very clearly, but this is all based on his own understanding.
What he couldn't understand originally turned out to be a fog.
But now even if he doesn't understand it, he can express it in a way that feels right to him.
Everything here no longer has the original rules and regulations, everything is manifested according to his wishes.
So the question becomes, who added those rules and regulations in the original dark nightmare?
Why are those rules so similar to the rules that govern the real world?
Could it be said that the real world he lives in is really a cruel world, and does the cruelty contain the rules of the world?
Jiang Sibai did not feel sorry for losing a 'gold finger', but instead began to think about the deeper nature of the world.
This is horrifying to think about. Everything he knows is shown to him in a sinister way. So is this kind of thing right or wrong?
Jiang Sibai fell into confusion again, and was more confused than ever before.
In his dream, he raised his head and looked at the sky, and the exposed corner of the void seemed more obvious and clear.
It's just that Jiang Sibai began to doubt everything about himself in the so-called 'reality'.
Thinking about it, I didn’t have so many doubts when I first started, and I kept moving forward unswervingly in the direction I thought was right.
But now that he knew more and more, he became more and more confused.
Is what he believed in before really the truth?
Or is it just something that a certain being wants him to see?
If Jiang Sibai didn't have this kind of personal experience, he really wouldn't be able to think of this kind of thinking.
And as he thought like this from a philosophical perspective, his feelings in reality became increasingly different.
Sometimes there was a wall in front of him, but he felt that there was nothing there, so he didn't believe his eyes and just ran into it.
Just when Junior Sister Du exclaimed in surprise and was about to pull her senior brother who looked stupid, she was shocked to find that Jiang Sibai had already passed through the wall and went straight out.
Another example is when he was patrolling in the real city of Lai. There was nothing on the wall in front of him, but he seemed to feel that there was something here, so he admired it with an obsessive gaze.
Pedestrians thought he was acting foolishly, until a middle-aged craftsman saw it and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, are you looking at the paintings made by my late father?"
Jiang Sibai nodded and said, "The painting is really good."
The craftsman said as if he was stupid: "That is indeed a painting that my father spent more than ten years on. It's just that after he left, I felt that it was too public to expose it, so I repainted the wall..."
Jiang Sibai nodded with a smile and said: "The painting is good, it shouldn't be covered in dust."
As he spoke, he lightly touched the wall.
I saw powder falling off the wall one after another, and then a mottled picture of the sunset over a long river was revealed.
Even though the color of this mural has fallen off, everyone can still see the excellent artistic conception within it.
Jiang Sibai then nodded with satisfaction and said, "Protect it well, and it will become a beautiful sight in my Lai city."
He just wandered away again.
The subjects all over the place looked at each other in shock, and in the end they could only praise, "Your Majesty is truly a god!"
In fact, Jiang Sibai's classmates all think that he is very talkative these days.