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Chapter 197 Breaking Out of the Dreamland (4000-word chapter)
"Is it a coincidence?"

Su Yang murmured, in a book that was relayed by later generations, there are hidden secrets in the practice world, just like you are looking at a little Liu Bei, and suddenly discover that there are magical secrets hidden in the little Liu Bei.

Su Yang couldn't help thinking of what the author said——

"In the end, the patriarch of our family seemed to wake up from a state of madness before he died, so he told us an absurd bedtime story.

Out of respect for our ancestors, this story has been passed down from generation to generation. As an unworthy descendant, in order to make a living in the world of practice, I specially send this story to you and to all those who have nothing to do. Daoists make an after-dinner joke. "

If the news recorded by the author is true, then the bedtime story told by their ancestors before they died may be an undirectional prophecy.

This kind of situation has not happened before. In the history of the practice world, there has never been a shortage of top prophets. Their predictions have been fulfilled time and time again, so that the people of later generations respect their words and deeds. Record it and regard it as a wise saying.

If the prophecies made by the ancestors of the author of that book are true, then many things in that story probably correspond to certain spiritual truths.

He carefully recalled the contents of the book.

As an entertainment-oriented book, from Su Yang's point of view, the content of that book is really boring, basically not worth reading.

After reading it once, Su Yang was sure again where his vision came from.

Because at the end of the book, the Tianjiao woke up, but in the dream he had just had, the story continued. The boy in the dream carefully sorted out the scattered things that Tianjiao told him. The knowledge of practice is like a family heirloom, and a storyteller is invited to write it into the book.

The storyteller is a man of knowledge, and he guessed that what the peasant boy asked him to write might hide the mysteries of the immortals. After copying a copy of the content, the greedy storyteller left the small town in a hurry and took the book. The book that hides the secret of ascension to the Nascent Soul Realm was submitted to the local fairy gate.

Not long after that, an immortal flew from the sky, pulled out the storyteller's soul and obtained his memory.

After obtaining the memory they wanted, the immortals went to that small city, and not long after, that city became a dead city.

A few years later, the world's first monk who was promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm was born in that fairy gate. Stories began to spread in the fairy gate that his ancestors used fearless courage to open the way for future generations. The sect he belonged to naturally became the number one sect in the world.

Years have changed, seas have changed, no matter how great the sect is, it cannot withstand the erosion of time. The once number one immortal sect in the world fell apart, and a large number of rising stars launched a protracted battle on the corpse of that immortal gate.

Day after day, year after year, suddenly looking back it has been a thousand years, the sect has come and gone round after round, and then one day, a Tianjiao appeared in that sect.

He is a genius, and he conquered the world in a short period of time. Then one day, when he was wandering away from the mountains and rivers, he saw a tree with a crooked neck. Suddenly tired, he fell asleep under the tree and made a Dream.

In the dream, it was the world thousands of years ago. The mountains and rivers were broken, and there were no strong people in the human race. He met a young man, and suddenly his heart throbbed, and he told him some knowledge of cultivation that he had summed up.

……

The story is coming to an end here. According to the normal situation, this book can still be regarded as a book with some twists and turns and a little bit of "reincarnation".

But at the end of the story, there is still a little content——

Suddenly one day, 'Tianjiao' woke up in his dilapidated thatched hut, and he realized that "Tianjiao" was just a character in his dream. He dreamed that he was invincible in the world, and then the dream of himself Had a dream of having a conversation spanning millennia.

However, when he woke up from the dream, he was just a cowherd boy in the countryside, not a genius in the cultivation world. It is said that there were immortals far more powerful than Yuanying in various famous mountains and rivers thousands of years ago.

The number one immortal sect in the world is just a sect fabricated in a dream, and the strongest immortal he can imagine, even if he is like an ant, is trying to look up at the sky, is just a Nascent Soul.

……

This kind of ending is called a bad ending.

It’s like a domestic ghost movie, where you come to the end of the plot amid the screams, and then give you a “ghost is just a mental patient” or “the main character is a hysterical neuropathy” or the like ending.

It just sucks.

But now Su Yang didn't know why he felt a little uneasy from the bottom of his heart.

Although this story sucks, if this is not a story, but a prophecy of a certain world phenomenon and truth, does that mean that I, like the cowherd boy, made a mysterious story? dream.

In the dream, I crossed time and had a dream within a dream.

Moreover, there is a high probability that this dream-in-a-dream was made after being deliberately guided by others, and the purpose is to prepare the layout in advance for some ulterior purposes.

The moment he had such an idea, Su Yang was surprised to find that the geomancy - sixth sense enhancement on his personal panel suddenly flickered and stopped.

At this moment, he felt a burst of relief in his heart, as if he had let go of a heavy burden, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

A prompt popped up on the personal panel: "Danger is detected, the crisis disappears, and the state of Kanyu Technique·Sixth Sense Enhancement is lifted."

There was a smile on his face. Even if the personal panel didn't have any modules such as task system and learning function, just relying on this kind of timely update of his own status could already help him a lot.

"So, I'm in a dream right now?" Su Yang looked at the seemingly real world and the people around him who were full of blood and people with different expressions, showing a little weirdness on his face.

What kind of creature's dream is this, it can be so real.

Just when he was thinking like this, he suddenly felt the whole world tremble, as if he lost the shackles of gravity, his body instantly floated in the air, and a sense of weightlessness spread throughout his body.

He watched in bewilderment that everything he could see began to float towards the sky, and he didn't know what happened for a while.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a slight chill in his back, and subconsciously looked at the sky.

A huge crack with some arcs appeared in the sky.

A daunting force was revealed from the crack, as if someone had torn a hole in the confined space.

He scrutinized these gaps.

He suspected that the weird changes in this dream world were related to his awareness of the truth of this world.

He has obviously learned a lot of knowledge in the practice world from the General Administration of Demon Management, but unfortunately he seems to be at a dead end in knowledge now, and he no longer knows how to deal with it.

Just when he was about to struggle a little bit and use his meager strength to attack his surroundings, his mouth opened subconsciously.

A huge crack in the sky was torn open, and an indifferent eyeball appeared in the middle of the crack.

There is a crack in that thing in the sky, it is clearly an eye slit that has not been completely closed by an unknown creature.

He felt as if his consciousness was going to be broken.

Among the debris of the big city flying all over the sky, it seemed to him that in the wilderness under the moon, there was a huge nine-tailed white fox running away on the mountain top with phosphorescent light.

In the sky, a strange life with a human face and a snake body with wings on its back fell from the sky like fallen leaves.

That eyeball looked at him quietly, and the emotions revealed in the eyeballs were so complex that Su Yang couldn't see clearly. He only felt that under the gaze of that gaze, all his body functions stopped, and only the emotions in his mind remained. Consciousness is still doing this.

He...has seen such a picture, but it is somewhat different from the one he sees now.

Suddenly, a full moon rose in the sky that suddenly darkened, and the bright moonlight passed through the gaps in the bamboo leaves that suddenly rose from the ground, casting the mottled shadows of the bamboo leaves on Su Yang.

"Finally... the moment has come."

He suddenly heard a hoarse voice: "You have made your own choice, so it should be us next."

As the hoarse voice fell, Su Yang saw two illusory fingers suddenly appear in the sky, clamping the one eye in the sky, and pressing it to the ground.

A huge expectation enveloped the land that was on the verge of disintegration in an instant, as if time had flown back, and the world that had just collapsed was restored to its original state in an instant.

An old man wearing a bamboo hat appeared next to Su Yang, looking at Su Yang who was still in a state of palpitation as if looking at something: "Go, it's time to wake up from the dream."

Feeling the overwhelming pressure disappear, Su Yang showed an ugly smile on his face: "Who the hell are you?"

"The old man is just the gatekeeper of Zhongshan Xiaozhu. As for other identities... I can't remember anymore."

……

A heart-wrenching pain came, and Su Yang slowly opened his eyes, with a confused look on his face.

Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do?

Is that old man in NM a psychopath? I've met him a few times and I can't say a word.

However, when Su Yang wanted to carefully recall the people and things he saw in the dream, he found that the memory he remembered clearly just now became more and more blurred after he started to recall.

It's like playing a mosaic, and I can't see the slightest thing on my body.

Suddenly, there was a thrust from behind him, and this familiar feeling of pushing back made Su Yang's eyes suddenly clear.

That is the "transparent wall" that is almost inevitable after he enters a memory. Every time this wall pushes his body towards the place where the protagonist in a memory is.

When he felt the familiar feeling of pushing back again, the look in his eyes did not ease in any way.

Because this means that the situation I encountered before is indeed abnormal, and the transparent wall is likely to be an indispensable existence in "a piece of memory", so my previous experience like a dream like Nankeyi is even more unusual.

He glanced at the surrounding environment with a delicate expression. The scene he saw now seemed to have happened to him in Nankeyimeng before.

But because she could no longer remember what the area in the dream was like, he was not sure that this area was the hill full of corpses that he passed in the dream.

But soon, his eyeballs trembled.

What appeared in his line of sight was a big city... To be precise, it was the wreckage of the big city.

Collapsed city walls, scorched houses and a group of soldiers with disheveled faces constitute the main tone of this scene.

This strong sense of déjà vu made him deeply aware that this was the big city that Xiao Shiliu and the others went to in the dream.

Seeing the cracks on the city wall that seemed to be dug out by wild beasts, Su Yang knew that the big city in Nankeyi's dream was finally broken by the army of monsters.

Judging from this, there should not be a few people who died.

No, looking at the circle of soldiers carefully observing the surroundings, the expression on his face became more subtle.

Although he couldn't remember the clothes of the soldiers in the big city in his dream, he knew the clothes of this group of soldiers who looked particularly malnourished.

Because of this style, it was a relatively uniform military uniform for soldiers in the Huanyu military in the early years.

In other words, what is now stationed on the ruins of the great city is not actually the military forces that used to be in the great city at all.

This is not a good omen, it means that the people who used to live in this big city have almost left.

As he was continuously pushed towards this area by the transparent wall, Su Yang saw a young man sitting quietly outside the tent with unresolved worries on his face.

When he saw Su Yang jumping over with abnormal movements, he showed a little vigilance on his face, but he soon let go of this vigilance, and just looked at Su Yang quietly, with a look on his face. Thoughtful.

The corner of Su Yang's mouth twitched slightly. Didn't he already leave the dreamland? How come there is another person who can see his appearance in "a piece of memory".

He tried his best to put a smile on his face, and wanted to say hello to the young man, but he didn't expect the young man to talk to him on his own initiative:

"What is the important thing for fellow Taoists to come here?"

"Come here looking for footprints, and seeing an empty city here, after thinking about it, I decided to take a look for myself. I didn't expect that this place has already been taken over by you, so I won't bother you much, just leave."

"I thought Fellow Daoist was here to join our army and prepare to attack all the demon kings." The young monk scratched his head with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.

Su Yang's expression was slightly stiff, did he hear something wrong just now?This group of monks with colored faces are going to crusade against all kinds of demon kings?
Are you sure this is not too long?
(End of this chapter)