"Hey! Sunshine, beach, bikini, how great would it be if these were real?" Wang Ye took a sip of coconut juice and sighed with emotion.
Several beautiful scenery passed by Wang Ye's eyes.
Yue Buqun, who was standing behind Wang Ye, looked away even though he knew this was just Wang Ye's dream.
It’s so immoral!
Obviously Wang Ye also realized that he was dreaming.
Dreams are inherently mysterious. Sometimes people are aware that they are in a dream, sometimes they are not aware of it, and sometimes halfway through the dream, they suddenly go from being addicted to being detached. Although they are not awake, they begin to realize that it is a dream. There are also times when they are not awake yet.
, at first I knew clearly that it was a dream, but then I gradually forgot about it.
In addition to these states that appear in ordinary dreams, there are also many uncommon and unknown states.
In that state, dreams can predict the future, obtain knowledge that was originally unknown, and meet people you have never seen before.
"But it's strange! Why are there so many dreams today?"
"I haven't had so many dreams for a long time." Wang Ye said to himself again.
Practicing internal strength, especially Taoist internal strength, is essentially a process of restraining energy and spirit to maintain health.
Therefore, since Wang Ye entered Huashan Mountain to practice martial arts, his dreams have decreased, and he still falls into deep sleep more often to nourish his spirit.
For masters like Yue Buqun, even sleep can be replaced by meditation and breath control. If you dream, it means that you are confused, worried and have strayed from the right path.
Yue Buqun stood behind Wang Ye and hit Wang Ye on the shoulder.
Transform the dream again.
But this time, Yue Buqun felt that he had a 'body' in Wang Ye's dream.
In a false dream, everything seems more real.
Wang Ye was dressed in white, with a long sword hanging from his waist. He stood on a solitary peak, overlooking Yue Buqun halfway up the mountain.
"Lao Yue! For the sake of you being my master, you can go! I will carry forward the Huashan Sect for you." Wang Ye said to Yue Buqun arrogantly.
The corner of Yue Buqun's mouth twitched slightly. If it weren't for his rare 'body', he would have moved in front of Wang Ye instantly and slapped him awake.
Looking at Yue Buqun, who was still walking towards him unhurriedly, Wang Ye sighed and shook his head, and then said in a singing voice: "Why bother~? Why bother~!"
Then he drew his sword.
"You come in and recruit!"
"I'll give you three moves!"
Whoosh!
A moment later, Wang Ye was severely slapped on the left side of the face by a pine branch that Yue Buqun casually broke off.
There was a burning pain on his cheek. Wang Ye twisted his arm hard, but it didn't hurt anymore.
"What the hell! Can I still be bullied by you in my dream?" Wang Ye waved his sword and flew towards Yue Buqun.
His body skills and light skills were both elegant and unrestrained. Although they did not conform to some martial arts common sense, this was a dream after all. It was reasonable for Wang Ye to strengthen himself in the dream.
However, this strengthening is not enough.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and a similar mark appeared on Wang Ye's right cheek.
Covering his face, Wang Ye looked at Yue Buqun in disbelief.
"Damn it, I've been psychologically affected by Lao Yue?"
"If this doesn't work, I will go down the mountain tomorrow. I want to go to Tianshan Mountain, I want to go to Kunlun Mountain, I want to go to Zhongnan Mountain. I want to learn peerless martial arts and let Lao Yue kneel down and kowtow to me to admit his mistake." Wang Ye said loudly.
After hearing this, Yue Buqun said, "How about I take you to the back mountain?"
There is a cemetery in the back mountain of the Huashan Sect, where many of the deceased disciples who had no family origins were buried there after their deaths.
Wang Ye looked at Yue Buqun in shock: "So smart? Can you still hold a conversation?"
Yue Buqun smiled and said, "I can also teach you swordsmanship!"
"Watch carefully! This is how the move Jin Yan Hengkong is used."
After saying that, the pine branch in his hand hit Wang Ye's body again. The burning pain made Wang Ye tremble and his body became a little sluggish.
Obviously, under the stimulation of pain, Wang Ye might wake up from his dream at any time.
Yue Buqun quickly stopped.
Wang Ye bared his teeth and said: "What are you doing? Dreaming about Lao Yue is bad enough, but you can't beat him."
"This is enough to show that your respect for my teacher is deeply ingrained in your heart. Even though you don't admit it with your mouth, you recognize it in your heart." Yue Buqun gave Wang Ye an explanation.
"Is...is that so?" Wang Ye felt that there was something wrong with this, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was.
"Yes, I am your master and I will not lie to you." Yue Buqun said.
Wang Ye nodded, inexplicably agreeing with this statement.
It is a dream after all!
What logic do you want?
How can this be compared to business competition, where scalding your opponent's money tree to death with boiling water is outrageous?
"Is it rare to come to your place as a guest and not show me around?" Yue Buqun said to Wang Ye.
Wang Ye thought about it for a while, and it seemed to be the truth.
So he walked out in one step and took Yue Buqun directly into a KTV with a magnificent decoration.
"You're all here, so I'll treat you. Don't be polite. The foreman will bring someone over later. Just remember the brand number. You don't need to remember the name. It's hard to talk to those who put their hands in the front, but you can take them out if you put your hands in the back...
·." Wang Ye drove the car familiarly.
Yue Buqun looked at the surrounding environment and felt that it looked familiar. A similar place seemed to have appeared in Wang Ye's dream before, but it was not a serious place, so he said, "Can you find a place to read?"
Wang Ye said: "It's the same! It's the same. Listening to music in Goulan won't delay saving the world. You can also read books in the KTV. I'll give you my phone later and teach you how to use it."
The two sat down in the box, and soon a middle-aged woman walked in with a group of heavily made-up, but very generous women.
Wang Ye skillfully changed a batch.
Finally, we found two innocent-looking art school graduates.
Of course, he also took the time to teach Yue Buqun how to use a mobile phone during the process.
Yue Buqun quickly put aside Wang Ye, who was howling at the top of his lungs, and checked his phone for messages.
Once he actually used it, Yue Buqun discovered that this 'mobile phone' was not as easy to use as Wang Ye said.
There were many things. Although he entered the query content, he did not get the answer.
Some have answers, but they are ambiguous.
Yue Buqun understood after a moment's thought that this was actually because Wang Ye's own answers to these questions were blank.
The basis of dreams is built on Wang Ye's cognition.
The mobile phone is just a medium for extracting information.
However, as Yue Buqun became more and more proficient in using mobile phones, he quickly obtained a large amount of the information he wanted.
"It turns out that there is a novel called "The Swordsman" and I am the character in this book, and Linghu Chong is the protagonist of this book."
"But everything I am experiencing now is not in this book. Obviously I am not just a character in the book." Yue Buqun will not be upset because he knows that he may be a character in the book. After all, what he has experienced
, is already mysterious enough, and he can accept it calmly no matter how beyond imagination.
"Zhang Wuji is the protagonist of another book, and these two books are written by the same author." Yue Buqun then began to read through the gold novels quickly. Although the content of the novels found on his mobile phone was intermittent, but when combined with the
Some scattered video supplements gave Yue Buqun a comprehensive concept.
"Among the metal elements, the Eight Heavenly Dragons are the strongest. Among them, the Beiming Divine Art can not only absorb the true energy of others for one's own use, but can also be reborn. The Eight Desolate and Liuhe Self-respecting Art also has the effect of rejuvenating one's youth. It is simply unimaginable. It seems that
It is always necessary for me to go to Tianshan and explore it." Because the information he learned was a bit messy, Yue Buqun was obviously misled by Wang Ye's memory bias.
As for Wang Ye, he was singing "Serve the Country with Loyalty" with two young ladies in his arms, and his voice was as good as killing a pig.
Putting aside gold martial arts novels, Yue Buqun began to randomly learn more information, and gradually gained a vague understanding of Wang Ye and the "future world" from which Wang Ye came.
Then the curtain in front of his eyes was torn open, and the broader 'world' began to appear wonderfully in Yue Buqun's eyes.