In the bamboo garden, an inexplicable sadness filled the air.
"Sorry, little friend, after living a lifetime there are still some things that you cannot see through and make you laugh."
After restraining his emotions, regaining his composure, and turning his gaze to Wumian, Nan Huazi spoke.
Hearing this, Wu Mian shook his head.
"My little friend has answered my doubts. Are you interested in hearing me tell another story?"
With a smile on his face, Nan Huazi asked.
Hearing this, I had a subtle premonition in my heart, and Wumian narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Senior, please speak, junior is all ears."
With his back straight, Wumian made a listening gesture.
Seeing such a scene, Nan Huazi smiled even more.
"Once upon a time, there was a child who was born to like to dream and was full of curiosity about everything. He always had some wild ideas in his mind..."
The words were low, and a story was told by Nan Huazi.
The story is very simple, even cliché. After a child who was born with strong curiosity and liked to dream, his dream turned into a butterfly. Since then, the child has the ability to travel through the dreams of all living beings.
And with the help of this butterfly's ability, this child who likes to dream embarked on the road of spiritual practice, saw a completely different scenery from before, and realized how vast the world is. In this life, he has neither become a teacher nor accepted a disciple, so he can be free in dreams.
As he travels, he does not lack inheritance and practice resources.
He did not have many hobbies in his life. One was dreaming, and the other was tea tasting. He met up with three or five friends, traveled to Beihai in the morning and evening in Cangwu, drank tea and talked about Taoism. He did not stir up dust and lived a happy and carefree life.
Perhaps his only pursuit is immortality. This is not because he covets immortality, but because he wants to see the scenery at that location.
But in life, there is always too much helplessness. Due to various involvements, he, who was originally detached from the world, had no choice but to face an emperor who was destined to dominate the world. Although he was lucky enough to survive that time, he was completely defeated.
It even gave rise to obsession and differentiated into two me, one is the original him, and the other is him who is extremely thirsty for strength and wants to destroy everything. The most important thing is that he directly merged with the monster that was born with him.
Together.
He was seriously injured and dying, but something like this happened again. In desperation, he had no choice but to kill his own monster himself, and he himself fell as a result.
"My little friend, what do you think of this story?"
After telling the story, Nan Huazi asked.
Hearing this, Wumian frowned slightly.
"The story is quite good. Although the ending of the protagonist is not perfect, he has seen all kinds of mysteries in the world, which surpasses all other living beings. His life is wonderful."
"It's just that I personally don't like it. Freedom and freedom are not inconsistent with the pursuit of power. The two should complement each other. Since you can't abandon everything, you should do everything possible to hold it tight."
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After pondering for a moment, Wu Mian gave his own evaluation.
Wumian is very clear that the protagonist of this story is Nan Huazi in front of him. Looking at his life, it can be seen that he is a true pride of heaven. Not only is he outstanding in talent, but he also has a terrifying monster like the Big Dream Butterfly as his companion. p>
The Big Dream Butterfly may not be the strongest in terms of killing, but its ability to freely roam the dreams of all living beings is enough to smooth everything. Under the circumstances at that time, the entire dream of living beings was Nan Huazi's back garden, and it was up to him to take whatever he wanted.
All he had to do was dream about inheritance and resources that were difficult for ordinary people to obtain.
This kind of cultivation conditions may not be comparable to that of the former Taoist ancestors and Buddha. The most important thing is that the Big Dream True Butterfly, as Nan Huazi's companion monster, is naturally compatible with Nan Huazi, and it is impossible to backlash.
But perhaps it was because it was so smooth that Nan Huazi developed a seemingly quiet and indifferent temperament over time, until he met Emperor Ying and suffered an unprecedented defeat.
It wasn't until that moment that he suddenly discovered that his tranquility and insipidity were not so invulnerable, so that inner demons grew, his soul was divided, and the accompanying monster, the Big Dream Butterfly, turned into an evil self.
Hearing Wumian's answer, Nan Huazi sighed and remained silent for a long time.
"The fun of today's conversation is over, and it's time for me to disappear. After all, I'm already a dead person."
"I once left a legacy here. If you are interested, you can take it away. However, I need to inform you in advance that in order to suppress the split of me, I killed the Big Dream Butterfly and refined it into Earth.
Immortal weapon, but that self has not disappeared. It conforms to the dreams of all living beings to avoid life and death, but sooner or later it will return again. Once you take away the inheritance, you will inevitably face him."
"If you can't kill his residual thoughts by then, you will inevitably suffer backlash. After all, the Dream Palace itself is his body."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and three things appeared in front of Nan Huazi, namely a roll of bamboo slips, a seed shaped like a spreading butterfly, and a dead tea tree.
"All the inheritance I left behind is here. How you choose is entirely up to you."
"I once claimed to be free and happy, but I didn't expect that my dream would be in vain. Go and rest."
The breath dissipated, and the traces Nan Huazi once left were quietly erased.
"The Great Dream Sutra, the inheritance left by an Earth Immortal, the middle-grade Taoist species - Sleepwalking, the eleventh-grade rare treasure - Wangyou Tea, plus a complete Earth Immortal artifact, it is really a big temptation." The information about various treasures was imprinted in his heart. Without too much hesitation, Wu Mian collected all these treasures. He accepted the cause and effect.
When the sky changes, if Longhu Mountain does not want to fall in the first wave, it is very necessary to possess an earthly immortal weapon with the ability to suppress it, but this kind of treasure is very rare in the current Taixuan world. The only thing that is possible in Longhu Mountain is the Dream Walking Palace, but if you want to refine the Dream Walking Palace, the power of the Great Dream Sutra and the Sleepwalking Dao Seed are necessary.
In contrast, the cause and effect of the remnant soul of an Earth Immortal is not unacceptable. Although the other party used some means to avoid life and death, the cost of this means must be high. He does not know when he will return, even if he does.
Definitely not in full glory.
As for her future, Wumian is confident enough.
It was at this time, as Wumian took the inheritance into his hands, the dream that had existed for an unknown length of time suddenly shattered, and Wumian's figure quietly disappeared.
At the same time, a gaze fell down from nowhere.
"I left the inheritance firstly to prevent the Dream Dao from being buried, and secondly to draw out the residual thoughts, but I didn't expect that this inheritance would eventually fall into the hands of the Taiyin lineage. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse."
A sigh sounded, an unspeakable exclamation, and at this moment, another voice sounded.
"The Taiyin lineage is indeed troublesome, but there is a high probability that this little guy can become a descendant of the Taiyin lineage because of the contemporary Taiyin star destiny. His talent and luck must be good, and he will not fall easily. There is still a small chance that your dream path inheritance can be
passed down."
The sound became more and more erratic, as if it was far away, and soon the void returned to tranquility.