Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 829: Dive into the dream with the wind

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Headache returns to headache, nightmare returns to nightmare, and the dreams have not stopped, as if deliberately to make her remember more, think more.

But the strange thing is that the memories are not coherent, and even the ending of this battle is not revealed. The next scene is already hurt.

Li Wuxian wanted to find out what happened in the end of the battle. This is the most natural curiosity of people, so he tried to think back.

As everyone knows, this kind of recollection is a bad thing. The more you remember, the more you are awakening the consciousness of the past life, which is equivalent to actively calling for the recovery of past life memories.

It seems to have a clever layout, leaving the most curious breakpoints. This is not the arrangement of the emperor, and her arrangement can't reach the specific details. This is the common characteristic of most reincarnation memories.

The recovery from the previous life is slowly taking shape under this kind of active calling.

In fact, Li Wuxian has studied reincarnation routines, and he should have been prepared for this one, but at this moment he subconsciously recalled it.

The last nightmare, she didn't think of much, or rather, remembered it, but forgot after waking up.

This time it was clearer, and I was able to distinguish the information in retrospect... It was strange, not the pain and anger of being injured, nor the excitement and relaxation after defeating the opponent, but a sad emotion.

"Perhaps neither you nor I can represent correctness...Or maybe, at different time nodes, there will be different correctness, but none of us can prove that none of us can see the time and space hundreds of millions of years later... But if we want to do nothing, it must be wrong..."

"I only believe in my own control. When everything follows my order, it can be my ideal trajectory. Perhaps you are right. I also have selfish intentions. What I do is not necessarily the order of the Three Realms, but I The way of proving the way above the Taiqing... But who says to do one thing must be for a single goal... Is it possible that with selfishness, it will definitely not succeed? I don't believe it."

"The avenue is currently, although Zhilan is in charge, I will get rid of it...Don't hate me...Can I help you complete some wills?"

"There must be a struggle for hegemony between different intelligent lives. It is a matter of time. You didn’t like them before, and you just hammered them. It is a demonstration and a warning. You have seen this too, right? You and The battle of Kunpeng, I induced it so easily, based on this."

"If you are no longer here, who enslaved whom in this vast land, all races in the world? I don't care, but you must care."

"Kunpeng is lingering and panting... The Phoenix Emperor went to the Netherworld, sooner or later, I have counted its death... Only Candle Dragon..."

"...Let's kill the candle dragon first, the human race has at least tens of thousands of years of hegemony, is it worthy of you? The next thing...maybe you will recover?"

"Of course you will say that killing the candle dragon is also for my rule... or that sentence, do one thing, who said it is for a single goal... You prove your purity, I prove mine Qiankun."

"So I won, you lost..."

"I... won't be sad...I don't have that emotion."

Is it really sad?

Li Wuxian feels very sad. Her thoughts are intermittent and correspond to different topics, but she can actually be threaded together. Even if she doesn't know much about ancient things, she can basically analyze the meaning of it.

Is this the thing that hovered in my head after that battle?

No...can't think about it anymore. Li Wuxian was alarmed, if he kept thinking about it, he would become that person. After all his thoughts were synchronized, who am I?

Who am I...

Li Wuxian's mind is full of chaos, and he can hardly condense his thoughts.

Then she saw Qin Yi.

It seems that someone slapped her from the air, and fell into her retreat.

Uh... why is the master here? By the way, this is a dream. It's strange to dream of Kunpeng Zhulong's nostrils. It is natural to dream of the master.

Hehe.

"Master!" Li Wuxian hugged him: "I actually dreamed of you, so happy."

When I hugged me, I realized that the water was rustling. It turned out that I was in the bath... She didn't wear anything!

Li Wuxian feels a little hot on his face, it doesn't matter if I think about it, just dreaming, what's the matter? So the action did not change, and continued to rush forward: "Master!"

Qin Yi was scared to death over there.

Dreaming, no matter how the scientific explanation is, in the world of cultivating immortals, this is a mode of soul activity. Mortals cannot control their own souls, so they are still active during sleep. They may speculate about the scene randomly, or they may have some enlightenment from the past and the future, so there is a theory of dream interpretation.

When the monk comes into contact with the spiritual practice, the soul is stable and controllable, so when Tengyun starts, he will not dream.

Of course, there is another kind of dreaming about the previous life. This kind of more special memory that belongs to the deepest part of the soul is recovering, which even the monk himself is not controllable, and it is still presented in the form of dreams. In fact, the mortal stage may also dream of previous life dreams. It is more rare. It is often triggered by contact with specific people and things, and when you wake up, you forget to forget it, which is meaningless.

Regardless of the type, the subject is indeed its own soul in motion, and the main perspective is its own soul.

In terms of objects, the scenes in the dreams are not real, whether they are conjectures or memories, they are all phantoms, and nothing in the dream has any effect on the subject. Qin Yi is here, he is not a phantom!

This is to enter into a dream, to enter into the dream of others. This is how the so-called entrusted dream is operated. Just like Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterfly, can't distinguish between fantasy and reality, that butterfly may really come from a dream, it is true.

Did Zhuang Zhou dream of a butterfly, or did the butterfly dream of Zhuang Zhou?

It was the butterfly that entered Zhuang Zhou's dream.

Some evil ways rely on this to get along with other people in their sister’s dreams, and even weave dreams to manipulate the other’s thinking, making people mistakenly believe that they must be in love in their dreams every day, and they fall into an irresistible love... …

Li Wuxian thought that he was dreaming, and the object in the dream was an imaginary phantom, but in fact, no matter the subject or object, everyone is in contact with the soul that is completely real, not a phantom! Only this environment is a phantom, the characters on both sides are real souls!

When everyone is real, then what are you doing in this bathing bath?

Qin Yi retreated instinctively, and hit Li Wuxian's forehead with one hand: "Wait, wait! Don't come here!"

Li Wuxian was not ashamed to be resisted, and said with a smile: "It really is the master, this pretending little look is really cute."

Qin Yi: "..."

"Don't be afraid, Master, this is a dream. Do things in the dream count?" Li Wuxian came over tired: "Not even the right to dream of being with Master is too much." /

"Hey hey hey..." This is really true! Qin Yi was angry and anxious, and couldn't say it. If he said this, the dream would definitely end. Why did he come here? What I want to do hasn't started yet!

No wonder Bang Bang doesn’t care about this operation.

The most annoying thing is that I dare not use any power for fear of hurting Wuxian's soul, who is already extremely weak at this time.

As a result, Li Wuxian hugged him, Qin Yi finally couldn't push away, and was hugged there motionless.

"Hehe, it really was a dream. If it were true, Master would have kicked me away." Li Wuxian was very happy: "Master, let me do it."

Qin Yi didn't move a face, smelling like a stool.

Li Wuxian pouted: "Isn't it a controllable lucid dream? The master still didn't listen to me. Well, it's really not a lucid dream. The things I dreamed of before were not what I wanted to dream."

Anyway, since the appearance of Qin Yi, all the ancient thickness and the exploration of memories have been thrown out of the sky, and they have been forgotten.

The vague consciousness lurking deep in the memory only felt a kind of MMP, and was quickly pushed into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness by the excited subject consciousness. Li Wuxian felt that he and his master were hot, how could he have a sense of silence and sullenness? This is too much.