Xiu'er leaned on Lin Nuo's shoulder. She had always been cold and elegant, but her face was already covered with tears. Her slender jade-like hands were stroking the divine source crystal that had sealed Lin Yan and was about to be completely solidified.
A look of reluctance on his face.
"I really want to watch Yan'er grow up step by step. I don't want him to be unrivaled in the world. Even if I just watch him live a peaceful life, I will be satisfied!"
Xiu'er clenched her palms tightly. Perhaps because of too much force, the joints looked a little white.
"But such a simple wish has now become a luxury!"
Lin Nuo was silent. The next moment, with a thought, his consciousness entered the inner universe and communicated with the clone of the Moral God for a moment.
"Xiu'er, I have a magical power called Yi Meng Qianqiu. I can build a world of consciousness between reality and illusion, and I can pull people's consciousness into it. There, there is no difference between everything in the real world. If you
If we are willing, our family of three can live there for the rest of our lives, and we can watch Yan'er grow up, start a family, and grow old until the end of our lifespan!"
Xiu'er was startled and asked with some uncertainty: "Will Yan'er still remember the life experience in that conscious world when he comes out of the divine source in the future?"
"Consciousness is immortal, memory is immortal!" Lin Nuo nodded.
Xiu'er's face was filled with joy, and she raised her head to look in the direction of Donghuang. There, divine lights shot straight into the sky. More and more forbidden supreme beings had entered the path to immortality, and there was not much time left for them.
"Then let's get started!"
Lin Nuo nodded, and the Pure Yang Soul came out of the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows. The invisible laws of earth, fire, water, and wind spread out. Based on the power of the Soul, an illusory ball of light appeared in the palace. Inside the ball of light,
You can vaguely see the outline of a huge world, which is constantly condensing and taking shape.
The method of One Dream for a Thousand Autumns is a magical power unique to the memory of Lin Nuo's Sanqing clone. This magical power is not offensive and is generally used to cultivate the disciple's mind.
Construct a world of real and illusory consciousness, pull the disciples' consciousness into it, and let them experience the cycle of life and death in that world until the mind is completely dust-free and has no flaws.
"A dream for a thousand years!"
At the moment when the world in the illusory ball of light was completely formed, Lin Nuo let out a light drink. The next moment, the light in the ball of light surged, and the power of reality and illusion enveloped Lin Nuo and Xiu'er.
Lin Yan, who was sealed in the divine source, seemed to have his still eyes shaking slightly.
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The sky is spotless, as blue as a transparent gemstone, so pure that you want to reach out and touch it.
In front of Linjia Village, a small river meanders into the distance, with smoke rising from the river. Several dilapidated-looking houses stand on the riverside, and the sounds of cocks and dogs barking are heard constantly.
"Yan'er, Yan'er, it's time to get up and study. If you continue to be lazy, your father will be angry!"
In a somewhat crude thatched house, a soft and kind voice sounded. At the same time as the voice fell, a thin boy on a small bed slowly opened his eyes.
"Mother!"
The young man opened his eyes, and in front of him was his mother's familiar and beautiful face. However, at this time, her mother was no longer wearing a long snow-white dress, but was wearing coarse linen clothes, and her long black hair had already been tied up.
Although the person is still beautiful, he looks a little bit weathered.
"Mother, where are we? Have we left the Yaochi Holy Land?"
"Yan'er, you are talking nonsense again. This is Linjia Village. Where did the Yaochi Holy Land come from?"
The beautiful woman was amused by the young man's words. She raised her hand and tapped his little head, and said with a smile: "Get up quickly. After breakfast, you have to go to your husband to study. If your father knows about you,
If you are lazy again, you will have to get slapped again!"
"Mom, I really didn't lie to you. My name is Lin Yan, and I am the Holy Son of Yaochi Holy Land. You and your father are the Holy Masters of Yaochi Holy Land. They are both immortals. They can fly into the sky and escape from the earth. They are very powerful!"
Xiao Linyan was a little confused. Why did everything change when he woke up?
The Holy Land of Yaochi is gone, the huge palace complex is gone, and the beautiful ladies are also missing. Even my mother, who is like a fairy descending to earth, is now dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a little less fairy spirit and a little more fireworks.
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"You brat, if you don't study hard all day long, you will only dream about being a god. How can you be a god if you want to be a god?"
At this moment, a sound of scolding suddenly came from outside the house, and the next moment a tall and slender figure walked in.
This man looked to be in his twenties, and he looked quite handsome, but his clothes looked a little poor. It was obvious that this family's family was not well off.
"Daddy!"
Seeing the person coming, Xiao Linyan was immediately amused. He had liked playing with his gentle father since he was a child. When he saw the familiar figure, he jumped up from the bed and jumped into his arms.
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"Dad, I have learned how to point at the heavenly beings that you taught me. Take me to catch monsters and play with them!"
"Nonsense!"
The young man suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed down Lin Yan's little head, making him unable to move forward any further.
"Xiu'er, look at this child. You've almost spoiled this child. It's just that he doesn't study hard. Now he's almost crazy!"
As he spoke, the man took out a ruler from his sleeves, spread out Lin Yan's palm, and began to slap it.
"hiss!"
The pain from the ruler suddenly pulled Lin Yan back from his thoughts, forcing him to organize his thoughts again.
"Dad, isn't this the Yaochi Holy Land?"
"This is Linjia Village. Where did the Yaochi Holy Land come from? Are you just dreaming and being stupid? You really think you are a god?"
After a few beatings, the man lifted Lin Yan out of the door like a chicken, then pointed at the river in front of him and snorted: "You see clearly, this is Linjia Village, not some Yao Chi Holy Land in your dream.
If you continue to talk nonsense and daydream all day long, daddy will beat your ass to pieces today!"
"Haha, Xiao Linyan, are you being beaten again for disobedience? Come to uncle, let me see if the beating hurts!"
At this moment, not far from the river, several rather burly men walked over. Some of them were carrying spears or bows and arrows. They seemed to have just left home and were preparing to go hunting in the mountains.
"Uncle?"
Looking at the leading man, Lin Yan felt that this man was somewhat familiar, but no matter how much he thought about it, he could not remember when he had such an uncle.
At this moment, he was completely confused and couldn't tell at all whether everything he had done in the Yaochi Holy Land was a dream or reality, or was everything in front of him a dream?