Chapter 184 Dreaming and making a treaty, the banyan tree touches the sky
Strange trees are towering, the peaks are so high, and there is barren sand everywhere, but between the sand and dust, a series of moist bubbles float out from time to time.
Under night, tens of thousands of people were walking around here, and it was extremely lively. Large and small groups gathered together and talked loudly.
“Is this really a dream? How come it’s so real?”
“There are bubbles in the sand, so it’s not too real. Besides, take a look. With the surrounding terrain, how can there be anything like this around Chang’an?”
"But we speak so clearly. It really hurts when we pinch ourselves. Everything is just like the real thing."
These people who are talking most lively, you can tell by looking at their attire, they are all from Bonan City. of ordinary people.
Due to different circumstances, the soldiers in Bonan City must not be able to gather in the same place to sleep recently, and the number is not enough.
After the influence of Cangtian Dreamland has expanded, more than 90% of those who entered the dreamland tonight are ordinary people.
However, because Du Yuanzhen and others were ventilated in advance, the small group of civil servants and generals, after the initial shock, barely suppressed the surprise in their hearts and rushed to tell each other according to the predetermined statement. .
As long as you practice martial arts in a dream, you can provide assistance to the soldiers on the western battlefield and the front line.
This statement became extremely powerful with the evidence that tens of thousands of people entered the dream world at the same time, and it immediately aroused a huge response.
Today, so many people in the city were incited to leave the city. Although it was later reluctantly resolved and they were allowed to return to the city, the panic and uneasiness among people could not be eliminated so easily.
The most terrible thing is the confusion.
The city is located not far behind the battlefield, but not on the front line. You can hear news related to the front line every day, but there is no way to witness it with your own eyes. You can only follow the various rumors that change three times a day. Swing and endure.
Days like this simply force people to think wildly. The more they think about it, the more uncomfortable and uneasy they become.
Even the only option available, escaping from the city, is a mistake. So what should everyone do to have the real feeling that they are safe and sound?
As soon as the news that this dreamland can help the battle came out, everyone seemed to have found a backbone in the vast sea of smoke.
After the extremely noisy and repeated questioning and confirmation, many young and middle-aged people who had learned rudimentary boxing were already boxing on the spot.
“As long as we practice martial arts, is it okay for us to do this kind of boxing?”
There were also some adults, or neighbors who were soldiers themselves, who asked the soldiers to lead them in drills.
The speed of acceptance and the enthusiasm of these common people far exceeded the imagination of the officials.
“How could this happen?”
The guard of Bonan City murmured, “A few random rumors made them so scared before, but now their fighting spirit is so high? ”
Su Hanshan glanced at him One glance: "A few random rumors? Those news are related to their wealth and lives. They don't have as many escape options as you, so they are naturally more sensitive. But because of this, if you let them know the direction they can work hard, they will be more dedicated than you."
The guard's face turned red: "Your Majesty, you are underestimating us. If Bonan is the front line, this general's martial arts that can communicate with fists is definitely not a show-off! On the battlefield, I will only be braver than them!" ”
Du Yuanzhen cleared her throat deliberately.
Su Hanshan smiled slightly: "This is not a battlefield, but it can help the battlefield. Since you have such determination, go find a mountain peak or a strange tree, attack with all your strength, and show your martial arts and intentions. "
The guard didn't ask why beating rocks could help the battlefield. He found a cliff nearby and punched it.
Boom! !
After this punch, both the guard and Du Yuanzhen and others showed expressions of surprise.
There were layers of ripples on the cliff, like water waves, but there was no shaking or any sign of damage.
On the contrary, the guard felt that his fist was a little sore, and he was on guard. When he exerted his strength, he made a slight adjustment and punched continuously, hitting the mountain wall.
The water waves swaying on the cliff became more and more dense, but there was never any sign of damage. On the contrary, it seemed that it became smoother because of this kind of blow.
Du Yuanzhen said: "Is this?"
"These cliff trees, even though they look withered and bare, have actually been the sustenance of countless people for generations. Not to mention the psychic power of the fist, even I cannot destroy any of them."
Su Hanshan said, "However, due to the long-term confrontation with the source of the dream, these symbolic things have become inert and dead. The spirit of the fist continues to impact If you do it, it will help to reawaken and activate it."
"Anyone who has reached the level of inner soul refining or above can choose to attack these things, and the effect will be better than sparring."
The people in Juma City still fall asleep every night. As they become more active, the communication between the Will of Heaven and Su Hanshan becomes more frequent.
Su Hanshan’s understanding of the Sea of Dreams was derived from those messages.
These trees and stone statues in the Sea of Dreams of All Beings are all condensed symbols of a certain type of long-standing phenomena, doctrines, and concepts in the process of civilization development.
When Su Hanshan came here for the first time, the cicada-shaped peak at his feet represented the culture related to cicadas.
The Twenty-Four Holy Spirits are actually portals that present the twenty-four kinds of dream symbols in reality after more detailed and standardized guidance.
Those who practice martial arts, with the help of the twenty-four holy spirits, can instill their own boxing spirit into one of the dream symbols, and then they can harvest their own spiritual soul.
From this point of view, even if the group of people who created the Twenty-Four Holy Spirits did not know the existence of the will of heaven, at least they had some speculation and contact with the sea of dreams of all living beings, and could make some use of it.
If the style of that prosperous age could last for a hundred or two hundred years, perhaps the use of the sea of dreams of living beings would have become more diverse and common long before the zombie monsters came to this world.
Unfortunately, the possibility of maintaining the peak of prosperity for two hundred years is too small and too small. It is hundreds of times lower than the probability of a group of epoch-making talents suddenly jumping out.
Bang! !
Du Yuanzhen also selected a strange tree that was as huge as a mountain. He used his fist spirit to draw a spear in his hand and swiped it with one shot.
Where the strange tree was shot, there was a faint trace of fire.
"Huh?"
Du Yuanzhen looked slightly surprised, "This is a good place to sharpen your spirit."
In Shenpo Martial Arts, the effect of using visualization methods to strengthen your spirit in the early and middle stages is very obvious.
But when it comes to the advanced realm after the soul enters the body, the existing visualization methods are difficult to exercise for the soul that has been transformed.
Therefore, the real top masters in the local area are practicing in a stupid way, that is, by dividing their boxing spirit, depleting each other, and then waiting for recovery, using this kind of water to sharpen their kung fu bit by bit. to improve quality.
Of course, a life-and-death battle with masters of the same level can also have similar effects.
However, the risk of mental confrontation between masters is much higher than that of grinding oneself. If you are not careful, you will end up dead or crazy. Basically no one will regard this kind of thing as a way to practice.
Now, Du Yuanzhen felt that the spirit represented by that strange tree was far deeper and more solid than his own. Every time he launched an attack, he was actually sharpening himself.
This is much more convenient than grinding oneself, and the spirit on the other side will not hit her back.
“It seems that the princess has also discovered that this sea of dreams is the best training ground.”
Yang Baifa stroked his beard and smiled, looked away, looked around, and said, "Although these people are enthusiastic, they don't know how to practice to radiate a more passionate fighting spirit."
"You Where are the little girl you trained and my old subordinates? Go find them and help with the sparring."
Su Hanshan also had this intention.
Those people brought out by Yang Baifa are all veterans. They have experience in dream practice, and have also learned the Mahamudra method of double visualization from Wang Xiangqian. They are most suitable to guide these novices with weak foundations.
However, he just pointed the direction to Yang Baifa and did not follow him. He found a cliff, flew up, sat down on a high place, and gently brushed the eye mark on the back of his left hand.
In the Eyes of the Sky, many images of characters that have been penetrated emerged, large and small, and every detail was revealed.
There are living masters like Yang Baifa and Du Yuanzhen, as well as zombie demons such as Zen Master Haha and Gu Xilou.
For local warriors, the future development path may be to explore the resonance with the energy of heaven and earth, continuously improve the quality of the physical body like a magic weapon, and pursue the ultimate in a certain direction until they can achieve this goal. The area of concentration transforms into a miraculous existence.
But for Su Hanshan, neither the martial arts tone of the Chu Dynasty nor the Pure Yang and Xuanyin inheritance he practiced were suitable for pursuing the ultimate in single-mindedness.
The Jin Chanzi Boxing Manual can be practiced in his hands, and it has been transformed, and it fits perfectly with the Xuanyin Sutra and the Three Secret Meditations. The consistency of other techniques will only be lower than this.
For him, even if he studies the images collected through the insight function of the Eye of the Sky, he can only get some techniques that are not suitable for him.
However, as his understanding of the Sea of Dreams deepened, Su Hanshan had a bold idea in his mind.
Instead of exploring the cultivation results of these insight objects themselves, we should explore their correspondence with various dream symbols, and try to find a corresponding dream symbol for ourselves.
This is not a fantasy.
The warrior contacted the dream symbol through the Holy Spirit, and the feedback he got was that although it was a spirit with very extreme attributes, this process was actually filtered by the Holy Spirit.
Each dream symbol itself is not that extreme, but rather a more complex existence.
There are many symbols in the undersea dream, and it is very possible to find one among them that is close to Su Hanshan's own martial arts state.
Yang Baifa, Zen Master Haha and others are all the masters of the martial arts concepts they represent in today's era.
If you can understand the connection between them and the dream symbols behind them, you can achieve success for yourself.
Then, Su Hanshan, who can move freely in the sea of dreams, is confident that he can directly draw the more complicated and larger symbolic power of dreams to himself without relying on the Holy Spirit.
Su Hanshan knew very well that basically none of his classmates from his hometown would be in the same state as himself before entering this world, so the local view of the law would not be relevant to them. What can be used to relieve emergencies can only be found in the methods they choose to assist in cultivation, which can provide a few side options.
It is not suitable to bring the Holy Spirit back to his hometown, but the Eyes of the Sky and the Dream of the Sky, although their potential is boundless, are very suitable for cultivating and developing their own power. Su Hanshan has many associations, but they are rooted in this world. The power is unlikely to be brought back to his hometown.
Perhaps his greatest gain in this world is the concept of power drawn from the symbols of dreams.
“Besides, there are endless zombies to kill. The only way to win this war is to kill all the zombie demon leaders on the opposite side and eradicate the ritual master who can skillfully communicate the source of the zombie transformation. , and then destroy the existing soul-crushing bell.”
Su Hanshan reached out and fiddled with the images, recalling the source of the corpse transformation and the nine-fingered strange hand that he had vaguely seen in his mind. His eyes were condensed and he slowly exhaled.
“Before I leave this world, I must give mankind a complete victory, chop off your minions, and slap you in the face!”
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Among the cities in Chang'an, one of the first three cities in the northwest to fall.
The streets of the entire city were desolate, with bloodstains, corpses and burned-down houses everywhere. The charred wood and collapsed wall bricks had long lost the warmth of the blazing fire and had become Ice cold.
In this winter season, the white frost condensed on the black coal shows the coldest meaning.
“That man has arrived in the fourth city of Tongzhou.”
Prince Bai was sitting in a lobby, looking at a homing pigeon in his hand under the moonlight.
This is one of Bai Zhongtuo's carrier pigeons. New news would be sent back every day, but when it flew back during the day, the pigeon's feet were empty.
“I originally thought that I was just guided by the will of heaven, and I knew more secret information. In terms of combat power, at most, I was at Du Wentong’s level. But now it seems that I still underestimated my opponent.”
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"Even the old Zen Master Hahaha has lost his voice. It really makes this king so frightened that he can't sleep peacefully."
There was a bit of casual joking in Prince Bai's tone, but there was also a little seriousness. The ferocious blue-black palm gently touched the pigeon's feathers.
The ministers sitting in the hall were silent, but judging from their expressions, it was not that they were helpless about the current situation and were afraid of Prince Bai's censure, so they did not dare to speak.
But that kind of solemnity, absolute respect, and the belief that all feasible strategies can be thought of by Prince Bai. Any suggestions put forward by anyone who claims to be smart in front of the prince are just superfluous.
Whether you are wise or foolish, as long as you are in the same place with Prince Bai, you only need to wait for orders, obey orders, and do your best to carry out the orders.
"Now that they have added reinforcements, the recent effort to drive the remaining zombies to attack the city is...even more necessary!"
Prince Bai said, "As many as you can, don't let that battlefield have any If there is more than four hours of free time, even if they are divided into groups of one hundred, they will continue to attack the city."
"When the living corpses gathered by the eldest prince from the southwest arrive, Then use five thousand as a batch and continue to spend it."
He pointed to the people sitting in the lobby, "We must hurry up to build the migration altar, and you will also participate in it personally. Work hard all night, don’t slack off.”
After many corpse demons took the order and left, Prince Bai caught the pigeon in front of him, whistled and teased the little bird.
"You are also a hero. It's a pity that I don't have the means to transform pigeons into corpse demons to reward you. I will take you to a good place to play together."
The blue-faced and white-haired corpse demon king The person put the pigeon on his lap, covered the pigeon's eyes with one hand, and closed his own eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by empty desert sand, towering strange trees, and a large number of bubbles rising from the ground.
At the bottom of the Sea of Dreams, if you look up, you can only see the dark sky. That is exactly where the sea surface is. You cannot see the sun and moon, but there is light on the bottom of the sea, which means that here Also under the shining of the sky and the blue sun.
However, if Prince Bai is in this place, if he looks up, what he sees is neither a dark sky nor a blue sky.
But in the middle of the pure red sky, there is a strange hand with nine fingers and hundreds of joints.
Prince Bai lowered his head and saw that the weak soul of the pigeon had actually been brought here by him. It was illusory and transparent, and it fluttered its wings.
After a few breaths, various joints on the pigeon's body suddenly sprouted ferocious bone spurs and made a strange cry. The red look in its eyes gradually became stronger, but then, its entire body exploded with a bang. Foam.
"It seems that your blessings are not enough."
Prince Bai frowned slightly, shook his head, turned around and looked, "Fortunately, Teacher and Zhongtuo, your blessings are still there. It’s quite profound.”
On the ground behind, there is a strange red tree, its branches dancing lightly, reaching directly into the sky.
Its shape is similar to a banyan tree, but on the hanging branches, there are dozens of human-shaped fruits. There are Gu Xilou, the water god old monster, and the god Pan Granny, all of whom have not been completely transformed. , the corpse demon who was already dead.
Under the gaze of Prince Bai, four new branches hung down, Bai Zhongtuo, Prince Fukulai, Takada Jubei, and... Zen Master Haha!
As early as the moment these people held the corpse demon transformation ritual, part of their souls and minds were absorbed into the source of the corpse transformation and sealed away.
When their real bodies die, the sealed part of their souls and minds will grow on their own and become complete again.
And this time, if they can still have a suitable body in reality, they will directly appear in the world as a complete corpse demon, with a sound mind and will no longer have those muddy and confused impurities.
"The so-called living people are just corpses with shallow foundations, weak minds, poor self-healing ability, and clumsy and slow bodies. Corpse demons are the real living creatures and the real way to live!"
Prince Bai looked intently at the strange mangrove tree and stretched out his hand to catch the falling red light.
"Life is just one step, and you can start over after death. Heaven, heaven, heaven, why do you want to resist this kind of blessing?"
"No matter whether it is man or heaven, there is nothing that hinders us. ”
When Prince Bai tightened his fingers and murmured to himself like this, his figure projected under the tree seemed like another corpse banyan tree.
The figure fell on the tree. The human figure was trying its best to move closer to the banyan tree that could reach the sky.
(End of this chapter)