Burch, who used the alias Wang Qi, frowned and paid attention to this strange dream.
Most dream realms are complete.
But this dream realm is strangely incomplete. It looks like an ancient and primitive gathering place, but in the distance, you can see the silhouette of a modern steel jungle-like city, which is both ancient and trendy, and there are many large sections of blank space, as if it cannot appear in the dream for some reason.
This made Burch alert.
She paid attention to the most real potter in the dream, who should be the master of the dream.
He is also the person with her mark.
But strangely, she did not recognize this person.
Did humans use this person as bait to lure her? She quickly denied this possibility. The Tianshi Mansion did not seem like someone who would do such a thing. After all, he was a younger disciple of Zhang Daoling. She planned to capture the master of the dream directly and torture him in the dream.
But just as she was about to make a move, the pottery maker raised his head slightly and said softly:
"You are finally here."
Birch was not surprised. When she entered the dream, she had prepared for the other party to target her, but she immediately found that the pottery maker was not the one she said, but another tall and handsome man.
Birch looked over subconsciously, and then his expression changed suddenly.
There was a very terrifying aura on the young man, which was magnificent and upright, making her feel fear from the depths of her soul. Birch subconsciously took a step back, feeling a faint chill, turned her head and saw another extremely beautiful woman on the other side, with black hair hanging down, and a decoration woven with thread on her forehead, inlaid with a colored stone.
Suddenly, the whole dream became real.
People wearing simple and even crude clothes came and went.
They communicated in an ancient language that even Birch could not recognize, and walked back and forth, with the confidence and calmness unique to the era of coexistence between humans and gods, as if they had suddenly arrived in the primitive era of humans and gods, rough and magnificent, and extremely real, and Birch stood among them, like an outsider.
Even Birch was in a trance.
At this moment, the pottery craftsman let go of his hand.
The pottery in his hand turned into a sword, and then instantly slashed at Birch.
......
Wei Yuan discovered something wrong when he fell asleep.
The feathers of Guan Guan allowed him to stay awake in his dream.
Then he realized that his dream was incomplete and not real.
According to the black cats, things that have been experienced will become the source of dreams, so the dreams of ancient strongmen are extremely dangerous, because in that dream, there will be all kinds of powerful beings and all kinds of dangerous secrets, but Wei Yuan found that those beings he had seen before could not appear in his dream.
Whether it was the graceful Queen Mother of the West.
The leaders of all nations gathered at Tushan.
Or the mountain and sea beasts that flew across the sky from afar.
These 'he' had seen before, but they could not appear in his dreams.
Or if they appeared, they were just false creations.
Wei Yuan guessed the general reason after a little thought. Past experiences that could not be let go would become dreams. The key point was not the past, but the experience. He had only seen or heard of those powerful mountain and sea beasts from afar. He had never recognized them, had never touched them, and had never fought with them.
He had almost no knowledge of those mountain and sea beasts.
Because he had touched the table and the earth in reality, the real texture would appear in his dreams.
In the distant past, Yuan, as a craftsman, had only had a distant glimpse of those strong men. He had never felt their existence or fought with them. Naturally, it was impossible for them to have enough strength in his dreams.
However, relying on the control of dreams to artificially strengthen the creations in dreams is useless for a great dream demon like Boqi.
And the Queen Mother of the West...
In Wei Yuan's dream, even the illusory Queen Mother of the West could not appear.
There was only a blank.
At this moment, Wei Yuan had the urge to crush the feathers of Guan Guan and forcefully break free from the dream, and then found that Boqi was extremely cautious. An idea came to his mind that he was not really without contact with the powerful existence of that era.
So he pretended to be still immersed in the dream, and then Yu and Nujiao, the only ones who were relatively familiar with many powerful people, appeared in the dream.
Boqi's vigilance was successfully placed on the dream bodies of these two.
Then,
The real eight-sided Han sword appeared in Wei Yuan's palm.
He slashed it horizontally.
......
Dang! ! !
A crisp sound exploded.
Wei Yuan's face was still covered with a phantom from the dream, still in the appearance of Craftsman Yuan.
Boqi had broken free and retreated, and a shield appeared in his hand.
The shield resisted the sword.
Boqi was a great demon in the dream, and had a very high status in the Qin and Han Dynasties. Correspondingly, in the dream, he had the same creativity as the Lord of Dreams, and would not be easily expelled from the dream. Wei Yuan's face remained unchanged, and the sword in his palm killed Boqi. Boqi, whose appearance was also covered, easily resisted Wei Yuan's moves.
Nu Jiao and Yu, who had no real strength but were barely phantoms, attacked Boqi.
Even though it was a phantom in the dream, Boqi still felt the instinctive fear and depression in his heart, and had to retreat to avoid the moves, and then barely defended against Wei Yuan's sword. The shield trembled and made a loud noise, but Wei Yuan soon discovered that Boqi gradually began to adapt to the suppression of the phantom in the dream.
Wei Yuan's expression was still calm.
Suddenly, when Burch attacked Wei Yuan, accompanied by a low roar, a very ferocious giant turtle appeared behind Wei Yuan. It had the head of a carnivorous bird, and the tail of a venomous snake slapped the air, making a snapping sound. It opened its mouth and attacked Burch.
"Spinning turtle?!"
Burch was shocked and instinctively retreated. A long sword appeared in his hand and stabbed into the giant turtle.
It was just an illusion.
Wei Yuan took the opportunity to slash the sword in his hand.
This sword had already been spiritualized. Burch had protected it several times when he entered his dream. After waking up from the dream, there was still blood on the sword. Burch avoided it, slightly angry, and when he was about to attack again, he suddenly heard a shrill laugh.
A strange bird as big as a three-story building appeared behind Wei Yuan.
Three heads and six tails, each ferocious bird head laughed wantonly, stretched out its claws and flew up.
Burch had to retreat here to avoid it.
This is a 鵸鵌, an ancient beast.
However, it should have been extinct long ago.
How could it appear in this dream?
That ancient dream just now... Could it be impossible!
Burch felt more and more absurd in his heart, and as one by one, the monsters that she thought were extremely ancient and terrifying even when she was born in the Qin and Han dynasties appeared, the absurdity became more and more real and turbulent.
These strange beasts seemed to appear from distant history. Even if they were just phantoms and had no power, their expressions and movements were extremely real, as if someone had seen them with their own eyes.
And as the giant beasts of the mountains and seas appeared one by one, she could not get close to the potter.
The other party was just strolling in the garden, but she was always one step away.
Burch took a deep breath, used modern human psychology knowledge, combined with magical powers to forcefully suppress the increasingly turbulent heart, and maintained the necessary calmness, but it was revealed in the attack, but it was somewhat impatient, and even began to ignore the ancient beasts that brought her great psychological pressure.
The first one she ignored was a Gu Diao, and the huge monster cried like a baby.
Then it rushed towards her.
Burch felt that her body was instinctively stiff. Of course, it was just a phantom, so she was fine.
The second time she ignored it was a Qiongqi.
The fear in Burch's heart dissipated a lot.
Similarly, the fierce Qiongqi was just a phantom.
She gradually stopped being affected by various beasts and was able to force this strange potter. When her sword pressed on the other party, she even breathed a sigh of relief without knowing the reason, and then heard a low roar.
A beast appeared behind the other party again.
It was a white horse, but it had a black tail, four tiger-like claws, a mouth full of fangs, and a ferocious dragon horn on its head.
Bo, a strange beast that feeds on tigers and leopards.
It was also a phantom, so there was no need to worry about it.
Birch thought, and the sword in his hand changed its path, stabbing forward, intending to detain the other party's dream spirit.
But then a sharp pain emerged in his heart.
A look of astonishment appeared on Birch's face. The Bo beast, which should have been a phantom and had no power, screamed and passed the potter. The sharp dragon horn instantly pierced Birch's body, bleeding. Birch was a big demon in the dream, and now it was just a wisp of dream body, so it dissipated like green smoke and then reassembled.
But she still looked ahead in disbelief.
The sense of absurdity and fear that had been suppressed in his heart burst out in an instant, and in a more ferocious way. Boqi couldn't help but shout in this dream:
"The real Bo?"
"How could you have seen the real Bo?! Impossible!"
"After King Yu wrote the Classic of Mountains and Seas, he swung his sword to expel all the beasts and strange beasts in the Classic of Mountains and Seas from Shenzhou, and even the countries of those fierce races were exiled. There can't be any Bo beasts in the world, unless you are in that..."
Her voice stopped abruptly.
Wei Yuan paused for a moment, and said in astonishment: "King Yu used the Classic of Mountains and Seas to expel the strange beasts?"
Boqi didn't speak, but stared at the potter in front of him with wide eyes, staring at the natural changes in his expression.
She didn't answer, but this silence undoubtedly represented something
Wei Yuan closed his eyes and restrained his astonishment.
No wonder... Qingqiu Kingdom is outside the human world, no wonder no strange beasts in the Classic of Mountains and Seas appeared, so that's it.
He suddenly thought of the distant past, which was almost subconsciously forgotten in Wei Yuan's memory. Yu looked into the distance and said to him, Yuan, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi established the capital in the Central Plains of China, and Emperor Zhuanxu cut off the ladder between humans and gods. Although they controlled the flood, they left behind so many man-eating beasts. How will people in the future look at them...
Yuan thought at the time that Yu was going to write the Classic of Mountains and Seas to warn future generations.
It turned out that Yu wrote the Classic of Mountains and Seas to completely expel the beasts that threatened the human race from China...
So the nine continents of the world can all be ruled by humans.
And in the next generation, people united together and became a country.
Casting the Nine Cauldrons, separating humans and gods.
Wei Yuan squinted his eyes, as if time was rapidly retreating at this moment. He saw the young man looking at the distant land with eyes as bright as flames, and saw his worries. That era was turbulent, but among all living beings, the first one to stir up the waves of the era was the man named Yu, who did more than the legend said.
The young potter was stunned for a long time, and suddenly laughed. He muttered softly:
"It is indeed what he would do..."
Birch's head buzzed.
She saw that the fierce Bo, who had eaten tigers and leopards during the years of mountains and seas, bowed his head in front of the potter as if he was surrendering, and the potter had a special expression on his face when he heard King Yu and the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
It was a look of sadness, nostalgia and regret.
It was as if I suddenly heard familiar news after a long time. Although you are no longer here, and the past era has been submerged in time, I have seen the world you have changed. I raised my cup alone to the distant sky, marveled at it, sang loudly for it, and still drank it.
She is Burch, a great demon who knows human nature and dreams, and masters the psychology of modern humans.
She knows that the expression at this moment represents absolute truth.
Bo is a strange beast in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. The pure-blooded Bo has disappeared from the human world of Shenzhou. If you want to see its power, you must fight with the Bo beast before King Yu takes action.
For the first time, Burch felt a chill in his dream.
Whose dream is this? !
The potter held the sword upside down.
The surrounding environment has undergone tremendous changes. The vast water rushed across the ground, and there was a faint sound of violent wind and thunder. Then, a huge ape suddenly stood in the water, standing behind the potter, raising his head and roaring, causing the sky and the earth to explode with huge thunder, and causing deep whirlpools to appear in the ancient Huai River, which was as wide as the ocean.
Birch's face was pale, and finally he whistled low, revealing her original body, and she began to frantically absorb the foundation of dreams.
Birch's dream-eating was originally the inherent magical power of their clan.
Absorbing the foundation of dreams made the concept of dreams impossible to continue.
For the first time since her birth, she was extremely urgent and actively hoped that the dreamer would wake up quickly.
This dream was simply...
The most terrible and terrifying nightmare she had seen in her two thousand years.
Damn, what kind of monster is the owner of this dream!
At this moment, the dream that should have been absorbed and disappeared suddenly became more real. Boqi looked up in astonishment and looked at the calm potter. Finally, there was an extremely clear fear in his eyes. This dream could not be actively absorbed. The Huai River, which was much more terrifying than the modern one, rushed down violently, and the soul that Boqi separated was directly scattered.
Finally, it turned into an illusory residual soul with dull eyes.
Wei Yuan couldn't help but come back to his senses from the sadness he had heard about the story of King Yu before. He was a little surprised. This Wuzhiqi was a bit scary. Boqi, who was widely worshipped during the Qin and Han dynasties for his great magical power of eating dreams, couldn't even eat his dream? How heavy must it be to make such a big monster choke.
This is almost beyond the scope of dreams.
Wei Yuan couldn't help laughing and was ready to wake up, but when he held the feather in his hand, he found that he couldn't wake up from this dream.
In his ears, the sound of water was still rushing like thunder.
He froze for a moment, then slowly raised his head.
The giant monkey with golden eyes, snowy teeth, white face and green body crossed the surging Huai River system, and at the same time lowered his head. His golden eyes suddenly had their own spirit and looked at Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan: "..."
Wuzhiqi, it seems to be the god of water.
And this guy is not dead.
"Fuck!"