"I will only get rich when I wake up from the dream" is valid for about ten years. According to the number and length of the dream, when the memory of the recording talisman is full, it will automatically stop recording the dream.
Although he is already a golden elixir stage monk, his ability is really limited. He still draws one less blue or above talisman. In line with the principle of not wasting, Nan Fuguang naturally cannot just record a strange dream and then go to the meeting——
By the time she left her cave in Taohua Ridge, carrying the dreamcatcher that was so full that it seemed a little heavy, it had already been nearly a decade.
After seeing the sun for many days, Nan Fuguang stretched his muscles and bones, rode the wind with his sword, and before descending to the mortal world, he first went for a walk around the Yuntian Sect Mountain and breathed out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth...
By chance, she passed by Qingyun Cliff and bumped into her fellow juniors who were leaving school that day. Listening to their discussion, she found out that during the dozens of days she had not seen the light of day, her newly minted junior sister had successfully broken through under the guidance of Yunshang Xianzun. At the end of Qi refining, it enters the early stage of foundation building.
There was a lot of envy, jealousy and admiration in the tone of the discussion among the juniors and sisters. Indeed, it would take decades for ordinary people to reach the early stage of foundation building. Nan Fuguang did not enter this realm until he was nearly sixty years old——
The little junior sister's progress is like an arrow riding the wind, shattering the sky with one arrow.
The Yuntian Sect has been getting a lot of good news recently. I heard that Yuan Haizong, the ten thousand year old man next door, is now panicking.
Nan Fuguang shook the heavy dream catcher in his hand and wondered blankly, is there really a theory of luck in this world?
——Lu Sang closed her eyes and pulled to the top. She, the senior sister of Yun Tian Sect, was not above or below the passing line of "it's good to be alive"?
……
The time calendar of the fairy world is almost the same as that of the mortal world. There is only about two hours of time difference, only one ten-day period. The mortal world does not look much different from the last time Nan Fuguang came...
Except that the master of the Pavilion of Exotic Treasures doesn’t look like a happy puppy like before.
But she was still very interested in the dream that Nan Fuguang showed——
Pulling out an imaging mirror that was as tall as a person and mounted on a shelf from the warehouse, Nan Fuguang found that although the mirror had some age, it was not dusty. It seemed that it had been used very frequently recently.
The two sat in rows, cracking melon seeds and watching some dreams together——
When Nan Fuguang woke up and became a Nascent Soul monk, he shocked the three realms and entered the "Kingfisher's Nest" with six exceptions;
Lu Sang is a fake, Nan Fuguang is the real divine phoenix (shame.JPG);
Yan Ji'an asked Nan Fuguang to sacrifice himself to Lu Sang to replenish his body on the grounds of saving the common people...
After the above, including but not limited to a series of dreams that were either pleasurable, sadistic or embarrassing, Wuqiong let out a sigh: "After you fell asleep...you were quite busy? Are you thick-skinned or stubborn? This kind of thing doesn't matter. Just show it to me without cutting it out.”
"Let you see what 'girly feelings are always poetry' means."
Nan Fuguang pulled the imaging mirror with his fingers and stretched out his hand to shake "I will only get rich when I wake up from the dream", shaking out the remaining less interesting dreams——
Going back and forth are Shatuo and empty trees.
Either it is green and towering in the sea of clouds, and the sun shines on the earth through the canopy of trees, or it is lifeless and withered, and a piece of black and yellow land stands in the red dusk.
These dreams were so static that they would almost freeze into picture format if it weren't for the occasional shaking of the tree crown. Nan Fuguang muttered "waste of memory" and flew by quickly. The last dream that occupied the largest memory fell out...
Before playing, Nan Fuguang hesitated for a moment.
Just by looking at her pause at this moment, I knew that this dream must be something good - at least very exciting. I hooked Nan Fuguang's chair with one foot and dragged her back to her side. She decisively pressed the play button.
A crazy strange man, a colorful noisy big bird with mud legs, a silent scholar, an irritable Nan Fuguang, a weeping divine phoenix, a cage, a seriously injured real dragon...
After the entire dream was played, and amidst Wu Qiong's loud whistle, the death replay began again. Nan Fuguang finally felt the so-called shame, raised his hands to cover his face.
"Wow, Nan Fuguang, I really underestimated you." The master of the Qizhenbao Pavilion sighed and looked her up and down, "You really hate Yunshang Immortal Lord, and you even want to create a strange man in your dream to humiliate her. Him.”
This sounds a bit strange.
Nan Fuguang raised his leg to kick Wu Qiong. While the two were fighting, the light at the door of the store was suddenly blocked by a figure. The two of them turned their heads in unison and found that the famous pig butcher was standing at the door. .
Holding a pair of tied lotus leaves in his hand, staring at the four gazes coming towards him in the store, he stepped across the threshold, put the lotus leaves down on the table, and said calmly to me: "You ordered the meat. ”
I was stunned for a moment, then said "oh", and then said "oh" again.
The butcher ignored Nan Fuguang and turned to the mirror in the shop that was fixed on a certain scene——
The man wearing long boots is sitting with his legs crossed in an arrogant posture, his shiny boots stepping on the huge animal cage in front of him...
Under the mask, his chin was slightly raised, unruly and casual.
Butcher: "What is this?"
Nan Fuguang moved his lips, and was about to say what's none of your business.
The butcher turned to Wu Qiong, who seemed to be choked, then rolled his eyes and replied: "As you can see, the dream of the senior sister of Yuntian Sect, she dreamed that her beloved master was covered with a black cloth. With his eyes closed and his body covered with bruises, he was dying in a cage.”
Nan Fuguang: "..."
The butcher turned to the imaging mirror again and carefully looked up and down at the picture he had just glanced at... It was actually somewhat unrelated to the picture Wu Qiong described, but it couldn't be said that she was making it up.
Pig Butcher: "Are you very good at describing normal scenes so that they cannot pass the trial?"
Wu Qiong: "No, the criterion is that if Yunshang Immortal Lord was in human form, he really wouldn't pass the trial."
Pig Butcher: "How?"
Wuqiong: "Think about that picture."
Over there, Nan Fuguang could not avoid imagining the picture, covering his face and making "ahhhhh" noises from between his fingers. The pig butcher was obviously still a little confused: "What?"
I am poor: "Sex. Love."
Pig Butcher: "..."
I am poor: "Who doesn't want to see the immortal Lord Yunshang who is naked, dripping with blood, extremely fragile and blindfolded?"
The butcher immediately raised his hands and firmly expressed a double "I don't want to".
……
Nan Fuguang's dreams were not of much reference significance. After Wuqiong laughed at her, he stood up and prepared to get some other people's dream records to share with her.
Nan Fuguang stretched out his hand to stop her: "Slow, why do I think you decided to share those people's dreams with me after seeing my dreams?"
I blinked. "Sometimes being too sharp is not a good thing," she patted the head of the senior sister of Yuntian Sect. "Suspiciousness can easily make people annoying."
"You didn't deny what I said."
"No, because as scholars in the mortal world, most of them really dreamed of the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree! I'm afraid that if you, as a cultivator in the immortal world, have never dreamed of it, you will be sensitive to this matter... Until I’m sure you’re facing that boring tree 360 degrees every day in your dreams?”
Nan Fuguang was actually not very happy to hear this, just like people in the world of immortality would never talk about discriminating against mortals (even if some of them really think so)...
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It is also impolite to suspect a monk of such tendencies.
What's more, she really didn't.
The senior sister of Yuntian Sect flattened her lips unhappily and lowered her voice: "This is the reason why I gave the Dream Catcher to you at a low price and exclusively! I only charged the cost price! You said you would show it to me, those scholars A great dream involving promotion, fortune and the world’s major secrets?”
"Oh," said Wu Qiong, "the content is not that serious."
Nan Fuguang waited for Wu Qiong to laugh as usual, "What bullshit important secrets do scholars have?"
But no.
As soon as she finished speaking, she clearly saw that the master of the Treasure Pavilion in front of her could see the happy puppy from the previous second and immediately returned to the original state of being worried at the beginning of the day.
Wu Qiong looked outside the door nervously and lowered his voice and whispered: "The scholars are indeed giving me feedback on those dreams one after another, but something is wrong now... Someone's dream catcher burned spontaneously."
Nan Fuguang raised an eyebrow——
"I will get rich only when I wake up from the dream" is a gadget that she made seriously. It is not an inferior product that is casually improved and processed on the basis of others. The principle was derived from several drafts she designed, and the talisman was drawn by herself. Yes, even the net part was sewn by her herself...
She was a monk in the final stage of foundation building when she made that thing. Although her craftsmanship was exquisite, the things she made were definitely extraordinary.
Destroyed by self-combustion?
How is that possible?
Why?
Seeing Nan Fuguang's face covered with question marks, I paused for a moment: "Wait a minute, let me show you something first. It's a text message sent to me by a scholar whose dream catcher burned down recently... You——"< br>
Nan Fuguang turned to the pig butcher: "Please step aside."
The pig butcher, who was standing nearby with no intention of leaving, imitated her and raised his eyebrows slightly. He seemed disappointed that someone suddenly remembered that he was still standing there.
After a pause, he drooped his eyelids and asked seriously: "What?"
"Please avoid, now we have to discuss the fatal shortcomings of the product, out of commercial confidentiality..." Nan Fuguang paused, "I feel very embarrassed."
The pig butcher probably wanted to laugh or felt a little ridiculous. He lowered his eyes, and his eyes wandered back and forth on Nan Fuguang's face for a few times...
But in the end he gave in, turned around and walked leisurely towards the back hall of the Treasure Pavilion.
Nan Fuguang asked in surprise: "Why didn't he just go back and guard the stall?"
Wu Qiong pointed to the lotus leaf bag on the table: "Of course it's because I haven't paid yet."
……
When only Nan Fuguang and Wu Qiong were left in the shop, Wu Qiong simply stood up and closed the shop door.
Then he went around the counter, groping for a while, and then in Nan Fuguang's slightly shocked eyes, Wu Qiong took out a key to the lockers behind her that were used to store treasures——
After finding a tall escalator, she climbed up to the top floor. After a while of tinkering, she carefully took out a brocade box from a cabinet in the most hidden corner.
There was a lock on the brocade box, but there was just a piece of folded letter paper lying inside. The letter paper was the most common paper used by mortal scholars, and the ink was nothing special.
"You take a look first." Wuqiong lowered his voice, "Tell me after reading it whether we want to continue this matter or not."
I have never seen Wu Qiong, an outlaw who opened a black shop to the foot of Yuntianzong Mountain, looking so nervous and a little excited... Nan Fuguang glanced at her suspiciously, and then opened the letter in his hand.
From the yellowed letter paper, it can be seen that the owner of this dream catcher is not a particularly wealthy scholar, and the handwriting seems a bit cluttered due to rapid writing or emotion——
This is a bit shocking.
Scholars can either participate in the regular imperial examinations of the royal family in the mortal world, or they can squeeze out the "Kingfisher's Nest" civil service selection that is only open to the mortal world once every three years...
No matter what kind of mentality they have, writing smoothly and neatly is almost the first required course for them to become scholars.
But this scholar didn't seem to be able to do it.
[My boss:
See Xin'an.
When writing this letter, I find it difficult to express my feelings at this moment. If you don't believe what I say, just treat it as nonsense as usual——
I sincerely hope you think so, because it might cause you some trouble.
First of all, before I start to tell everything, I want you to temporarily recall the several conversations and correspondence we had before. In addition to daily dreams, I have frequently mentioned that the withered glory of the Shatuo Split Sky Tree also appeared in my dreams... …
But most of the time the tree was in a dead state, and I didn’t dream about much else.
But a dream I had a few days ago changed my view. It was so real that I didn’t believe it was just a nightmare.
Okay, there has been so much foreshadowing, and you may be impatient. Now let’s get to the point. What I want to say is: I suspect that the content stated in the "Shatuo Split Sky Tree" code is false, and we are living in a huge lie. .
Let's start with the content of "Shatuo Split the Sky Tree".
As we all know, the first half of this book describes everything that happened around this tree from the ancient times of the ice sheet; while the second half records the development trajectory of the Three Realms civilization from ancient times to the present, and formulates the current version of the laws of the Three Realms. .
It has always been strictly implemented by the Immortal Alliance and the "Kingfisher's Nest" that symbolizes the absolute ruling power of the Immortal Alliance.
Now you can open the book in your hand and think about a question: If one day you find that it describes only a man-made fairy tale, will you think that the Xianmeng is crazy or you are crazy?
In the first section of Chapter 3 of "The Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree", a detailed description is given of what happened after the "Pillar of the World", the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree, was contaminated——
The tree stopped giving blessings to the three realms, and the beloved Xiaohui Sun and the Everlasting Moon and Stars were polluted, lost their minds, and turned against each other.
After a life-and-death fight, they both lost their lives and finally woke up. At the expense of their own lives, they worked together to uproot the evil Shatuo Sky Tree and make it wither.
From then on, the Shatuo Split Sky Tree fell into a long sleep, and they saved the people of the three realms.
——But that was not the case in my dream.
There is still a bloody dusk in my dream, but the beginning of the story is not some evil pollution... A black gap like a gap in a secret realm suddenly appeared in the fiery red sky, and a monster covered with silver-white scales fell out of it.
It is huge and bulky, not much thinner than the main trunk of the Shatuo Cracking Sky Tree, and is hundreds of feet tall. Just standing there looks like a small snow mountain moving... Because it is so high, its head is above the clouds. In the clouds and mist, it has a pair of long rabbit-like downy ears, reindeer antlers, six pairs of bird-like wings on its back, two elephant tusks in its mouth, and one eye. The back of the head is covered with down.
I know that scales, down and bird feathers rarely exist on the same creature at the same time in nature, but it really looks like this. Forgive me for not being able to describe its specific appearance.
Believe me, it is definitely the most terrifying existence among all prophetic creatures that I have ever seen from any information or with my own eyes. Even in my dreams, I was scared to death.
This big monster fell from mid-air and pounced on the Shatuo Split Sky Tree——
At the same time, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and there were many traces of the monks' powerful spells, but it seemed that these attacks could not stop the monster from rushing towards the Shatuo Skyshattering Tree, and it gnawed roughly at the roots of the "Pillar of the World"...< br>
The entire tree is visibly withering.
Until the world is immersed in a prairie fire.
The dream ends here.
When I woke up, I found that the dream catcher that recorded the dream had been burned into a pile of ashes. This left me with no evidence to convince you that I had really had such a strange dream. I had nothing but this letter.
I am not writing this letter to ask you to do anything. I just want to find someone to express my inner feelings at this moment. Anyone who suddenly realizes after a nap that the world view he has heard since he was a child may be false will want to find someone. Chat——
I tried to describe these things to my colleagues, but they said that I was just too tired from studying. After all, as a mortal, it is difficult to get into the clerical department of the Immortal League.
(I seriously doubt that this matter is over. What is the difference between questioning "Shatuo Split the Sky Tree" and standing at the gate of the "Kingfisher's Nest" with a butcher's knife)
(But if you don’t share this letter with others, I think I still have a chance)
That’s it for my complaints. Anyway, the dream catcher has been burned down, and maybe I will never dream again in the future.
Also: Can you help me ask other colleagues who bought dream catchers and also had such strange dreams?
Zhizhi (book)]
(End of chapter)
The author said: Today's male protagonist directed and acted online and submitted anonymously (.
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