Chapter 243: Dreaming was trapped on the same day for ten thousand years
What is memory.
It is a picture frame by frame. When you recall something, what appears in your mind is a blurry picture.
Dream.
is also like this.
Why can't I remember it? Because dreams are just unconscious emanations of imagination. The brain treats them as meaningless garbage and does not deliberately record them.
Therefore, you will soon forget what you dreamed about last night.
This is what Zhang Heng's dream seal is like.
He drove Xu Xian's past life memories into the garbage area, which is the subconscious level.
If no one wakes them up, Xu Xian will never find these memories. At most, he will just feel: "Something seems familiar."
In fact, this is a sign of memory loss.
If you meet a stranger, you feel like you have seen him before.
When you go to a place you have never been to, you feel like you have been there before.
Even after doing something, I always feel that I have done it before.
This may not be your illusion, but that your memory has been manipulated, or it may be the subconscious left over from the past life, or the world has been reset, and you are clear and self-considered.
January.
Two months.
March...
Zhang Heng polished his magic power and practiced Taoism every day. Time passed quickly and was very fulfilling.
Three months have passed in the blink of an eye.
It's a pity that he is still stuck in the Return to Void Realm and has not found an opportunity to break through.
Compared with cultivation, progress in Taoism has been rapid.
Especially in terms of dream magic, Zhang Heng never thought that he would have the talent to practice dream magic.
In just over a year, he had achieved a very high level of attainment in the art of dreaming, and even used the illusion technique he had just acquired.
"Damn it, where did I get such a strong left-field talent?"
Zhang Heng himself was a little confused.
But when he practices left-handed techniques, he has a smoothness that comes easily, as if he was born for this.
This is the result of him not studying dream skills intensively, and he spends most of his time on thunder magic and swordsmanship.
The time taken up by the dream technique is less than one-fifth of the daily practice time.
But Meng Shu's progress was as fast as a rocket, which made Zhang Heng couldn't help but wonder if he had the characteristics of [Left Dao Flying Immortal].
Otherwise, how could the dream world that Han Dao said was extremely difficult to open become so easy for him.
"Dream World!"
Thinking of the dream world that is about to open up.
Zhang Heng thought of Taoist Han again.
He has seen the dream world before, such as Taoist Han from Tianqiguan. His dream world is a 1:1 copy of the ancient city of Kaifeng, and even the people in the city are perfectly copied.
However, Zhang Heng estimated that the dream world he initially opened up should not be as big as Han Taoist people, and could be a small city with a population of more than 100,000 at most.
If you want to reach the level of Kaifeng Ancient City with a population of millions, you still need to continue to fill it up.
"When opening up the dream world for the first time, it's best to have a prototype to refer to and choose the place that impressed you most."
"For example, you can build your own old house, and then expand outward little by little from the old house,"
"For Taoist Han, he lives on Tianqi Mountain outside the ancient city of Kaifeng, so he is very familiar with Tianqi Temple and the ancient city of Kaifeng, so he can perfectly recreate the entire ancient city in his dream."
Zhang Heng thought about his dream world.
The place that impressed him most was undoubtedly Dagou Town.
But he didn't want to use Dagou Town to shape the dream world, because it was the place where his dream began, and it was the eternal pure land in his heart that could not be desecrated.
But if you don’t choose Dagou Town, what else can you choose?
Zhang Heng was a little confused.
After thinking about it, he decided to return to Guobei County.
"Stop, we are here to catch fugitives."
"I'm not a fugitive. You arrested the wrong person. The person in the portrait has a beard, but I don't."
"If you shave your beard, it will disappear. Catch him, take him back and torture him severely."
Stand on the wall.
Looking at the scenes in Guobei County.
The branches are pointed and the sun and moon are round.
There are tens of millions of corrupt officials, and millions of people are suffering.
Guobei County is still the same Guobei County, nothing has changed.
No more Grandma Shu, no more Black Mountain Old Demon, no more Pudu Cihang.
Guobei County has not developed for the better.
Even the county magistrate who had just taken office and was known as Qingliu was busy hugging the dancer in the hook railing, raising and lowering his hands while worrying about the country and the people.
The people in the city didn't like this Mr. Qingliu either.
And this Mr. Qingliu, who is said to have a breeze in his sleeves and is committed to doing things, may have suffered hardships and is afraid of poverty. His greed in his heart and indulgence in his actions are even worse than those of the previous county magistrates.
"Fu Qingfeng worked hard to support Hanmen and Qingliu in the hope of reforming the system. Unfortunately, he went round and round and returned to the starting point. Obviously he is not the person who can reverse the trend and create ZTE again."
Zhang Heng's eyes reflected the mountains and rivers.
To reform the system, we must first reform the officials.
Dasong's bureaucracy is rotten to the core. Only through drastic reforms and the courage to overthrow everything can we achieve ZTE.
It's a pity that the combination of Fu Qingfeng and Tianxi Emperor, whether in terms of ability or courage, is not enough to break this deadlock.
"Your bookstore is nice. It has a courtyard and can be a quiet place in the busy city."
"What do you mean, guest officer?"
"I want it."
Zhang Heng didn't want to hear such things as saying that the ancestral yard should not be sold or blaspheming the ancestors.
When he took out two gold ingots, the bookstore owner made a decision that went against his ancestors and sold the yard to him.
Before leaving, he said that this was a family property left by his ancestors and should not be sold, but Zhang Heng was so sincere that it was difficult to shirk it.
Only ghosts believe it.
Zhang Heng saw many people like this.
Even after he got a bargain, he acted like a good boy. Even after signing the contract, he didn't pack up his things at home. He drove the donkey cart and ran out of the back door with his children. He didn't even take his wife with him. He was really worthless.
Fortunately, Zhang Heng is not a picky person.
He gave the woman another ingot of silver and sent the crying woman away. Then he pulled up a dandelion from the courtyard and let out a breath.
call!
Dandelion seeds fell with the wind and turned into dozens of men in green when they fell on the ground.
"Clean up the courtyard, and throw away the gestures that should be tidied up."
Zhang Heng left the order and let his powerful men carry it out.
As for himself, he walked around Guobei County with his hands behind his back, taking in his heart the scenes he saw along the way.
"Dream!"
night.
Zhang Heng sat cross-legged in the courtyard and unfolded his dream world.
On the first day, he organized the bookstore and his courtyard.
On the second day, the dream world began to be built outwards, with an extra street and neighbors.
Cui Laoliu, who makes sesame cakes, and Ruan Xiaowu, who runs a grocery store.
Widow Qin was stripped of her ashes by her father-in-law, her parents were dead and her elder sister washed clothes for others, and her younger brother was hanging out on the streets.
If there is one, there are two.
Zhang Heng built the dream world from a God's perspective, giving him a sense of déjà vu in a construction game [Sim City 5].
But he found out.
Construction by one person is still too slow. After half a month, not even one-tenth of Guobei County has been built.
"I think it will be over by then."
Zhang Heng thought for a while: "Why should I build it myself? One man is short but many men are strong. There are more than 100,000 people living in Guobei County. Why not drag some people into the dream and let them help me build it."
Just do it.
Zhang Heng began to lure people into sleep at night.
There is no need for these people to do anything, just let them build their own homes in the dream world at a ratio of 1:1. They are all free and high-quality labor.
"Run quickly, a ruthless person has come to Guobei County. At night, the entire county will fall into a fantasy world. There must be some amazing power practicing magic here."
There are also practitioners in Guobei County.
They are either casual cultivators or demons, and their spiritual consciousness is more sensitive than ordinary people.
Zhang Heng used his dream method to pull people into dreams, and he could pull 100,000 people in one go. Naturally, it was not a matter of micromanaging.
So after a few days of being confused and lost in dreams, some monks realized that something was wrong, so they began to flee.
One month later.
Guobei County under the dream world has been initially established.
At the same time, the Qin Tian Supervisor observed the sky at night and discovered that there was mist surrounding Guobei County. It seemed that something unexpected had happened, so he sent two Qin Angels.
"I am Zhang Heng. I am practicing in Guobei County. Anyone who sees me will retreat quickly."
Zhang Heng did not hide himself.
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
When he reaches his level, it's enough to show off his horses and chariots, and the demons and monsters will retreat when they hear his name.
really.
As soon as they heard Zhang Heng's name, the two Qin Tianjian envoys did not dare to complain. They did not even dare to go into the city to ask him face to face. They looked at each other and turned around and left.
"Zhang Heng!"
Inside Kaifeng Mansion.
After receiving the report from his subordinates, Zhuge Wolong was confused: "Why is it him again?"
"Master Jianzheng, do you think we should take care of it?"
The messengers who came to report were all waiting for Zhuge Wolong's decision.
"Control, how to care?"
Zhuge Wolong is not stupid.
Zhang Heng is still jumping around outside, but Zhao Zongzheng has not shown up since he came back that day.
Using the dragon-coiling staff, the sacred weapon that governs the country, to summon Taizu's consciousness to come to him was a heavy burden on Zhao Zongzheng.
That battle was said to be a draw.
In fact, both sides had concerns. Zhao Taizu's sense of martial arts wanted to save Zhao Zongzheng's life, and Zhang Heng was also afraid of giving people an opportunity to take advantage of him until the end of the fight. Otherwise, it would be unclear who would fall first until the end.
"Let him go. He can't control more than a county town. Just pretend that another demon king like the old demon from Montenegro appears and let him take over."
Zhuge Wolong waved his hand and asked his men to leave.
After everyone left, he stood alone in Qintian Mansion, looked at the stars in the sky and whispered: "Why is this boy so powerful? How did he practice? Could it be that today, four hundred years later, another Zhao Taizu will appear?"
Invincible strong man?"
Think about it.
Zhang Heng is not very young, so he really can't figure it out.
I simply didn’t think about it anymore. Zhang Heng was indeed powerful, but he had no intention of getting involved in the dynasty’s struggle for hegemony.
In comparison, the actions on the side of Hengzhen Dao are a bit suspicious.
Xu Hongru, the master of Hengzhen Taoism, has left everything in the sect to his disciple Saint White Lotus since he went into seclusion half a year ago.
Although the cultivation level of this White Lotus Saint is not high, her skills are indeed amazing.
When he first ascended to a high position, he quickly calmed down the internal dissatisfaction and began to preach in the Western Wilderness.
It's only half a year now.
In the Western Wilderness, there are not many people who believe in the Hengzhen Tao, and there are also lecturers of the Hengzhen Tao in the Central Plains.
They claim that the catastrophe in the world is a test from God to the world.
Believing in the Hengzhen Tao can avoid falling into hell and eliminate disasters. In addition, most of the disciples of the Hengzhen Tao know one or two magic tricks, which has won the response of many poor people.
Don't underestimate the poor people.
The prophets of Chunjiang Plumbing Duck are the main force of rebellion in all dynasties.
The family has hundreds of acres of fertile land and has no worries about food and drink. Even if you ask him to rebel, he won't go.
"Dream world..."
On Zhang Heng's side, as time goes by, the dream world becomes more and more perfect.
But he still has troubles.
Because in his opinion, his dream world is not real enough and always lacks some warmth.
"what is it then?"
Zhang Heng was walking in the dream world, looking at Guobei County under the dream world and the people composed of spiritual thoughts.
Watched and watched.
Somewhat understood.
The reason why the dream world is not real enough is because his dream world lacks agility, and the people in the dream world are confused and like zombies.
"How to solve it?"
Zhang Heng fell into thinking.
If possible, it would be best to draw all the people in Guobei County into the dream world and let them act as NPCs in the dream world.
But doing this is not in line with Zhang Heng's character and is just like a demon.
If you really do that, not to mention that you will be blamed by the sect even if you are covered in blood, you will not even be able to pass your own test.
Zhang Heng does things with his heart in mind.
He is neither aggressive nor bloodthirsty. When the Dream Realm was first established, he forcibly trapped more than 100,000 people in the Dream Realm to accomplish this.
What should we do if the dream world develops again in the future?
If one county is not enough, then swallow up a prefectural city, then a state city, and a state, until the entire real world is reduced to a dream?
This method is not advisable.
Zhang Heng thought hard and thought of countermeasures.
In the ancient city of Kaifeng owned by Han Taoist, there were crowds of people, and the people in the dream world were laughing and yelling, all the same as reality. How did he do it?
After all, it is not enough to become a monk halfway.
If he was born in Hengzhen Dao, he would definitely not have this problem, because if he doesn't understand something, he can ask other people for advice.
But now, Zhang Heng can't find Taoist Han at all.
Han Taoist Xianyun Yehe, who knows where he is at this time, maybe hiding in his dream world, with no way to find him.
Furthermore.
The situation of Han Daoren is not good. It has been more than a year since they were separated, and he can't help but fall into a dream.
What is the difference between going to find someone in the dream world of a perisher and seeking death?
Don't forget, the reason why Tianqiguan has one or two big cats and kittens is because Daoren Han's master fell into ruin, and all the disciples of Tianqiguan went into his dream to rescue him, but none of them came back.
"It is not advisable to trap more than 100,000 people in the dream world forever."
"But blocking the six senses and letting these people fall into a dream for a day should not have much impact after I intercept this day and return them to reality."
"When the time comes, if this day is intercepted by me and sealed in the dream world, it will be reincarnated again and again, just like the existing program in the game. Will it be able to be fake and real?"
The ultimate in dream magic, with a single thought, it can pull all living beings into a dream, and you can be in it, looking down on all living beings like a god.
Even these people who are pulled into the dream will not realize that they are dreaming.
In this way, they don't know that this is a dream, and they will only live one day according to their usual life trajectory.
Zhang Heng intercepted this time, frozen it, and turned it into a one-day cycle in his dream, letting it repeat this day forever. This can be regarded as a preliminary solution to this problem.
Can't think of anything.
But you can give it a try. Let’s call this day: [Trapped on the same day for ten thousand years].