In dreams, even resurrection is just a matter of the dreamer's thoughts.

Lan Mu experienced the feeling of being a god for the first time, although it was only in a dream, but the dream was extremely real, how could it not be a world?

"If I go back to reality, will the dream disappear?"

The hazy body disappeared in an instant, and Lan Mu looked around, still in that room.

The black man was still lying in bed, dreaming peacefully.

"Hoo ......"

Lan Mu flew up, rushed out of the island, and soon came to the sky.

It was about a kilometer away from the black man, and his dream was still there, and the black man was still dreaming.

"Oh? Forcibly pulling his consciousness into a dream, as long as I don't want to, he will never want to escape? ”

Lan Mu flew farther away, sensing that the black man was still asleep, and his consciousness was still wandering in his dreams.

"The soul is still there!" Lan Mu tried the spiritual connection and found that in reality, the black man's soul was still in the body, but he fell into eternal sleep, and his thoughts fluctuated so calmly that there were almost none, in other words, the brain waves disappeared.

"So...... Dreams come from the conscious self and not the soul? ”

Lan Mu thought of the soulless Shambhala people, I wonder if they will have dreams?

The body instinctively likes to enter the dream world, and curiosity drives Lan Mu to go back and experiment.

In the dream, the black man was still wailing, Lan Mu thought about it, and his heart moved, expelling him from the dream.

Consciousness automatically returned to the soul, and the black man woke up from his bed, stroked himself, and looked at his dilapidated house with surprise and indescribable joy in his heart.

"Wake up! It's a dream.

It's fundamentally different from Shambhala's fake-looking places, at least with no borders in sight, with forests to the south, rivers to the north, mountains to the west, and oceans to the east.

"Where is this terrain? There is no trace of human life, is it some place I haven't been? ”

Fang Moqi thinks that he has been to most of the world. Never seen a region like this.

Shambhala has borders, the sun does not, and at a glance you know that it is not on earth. But now everyone is in a strange place. A few veteran explorers got together, and no one knew about it. And they found that the people of Shambhala were not with them, and that there were only people from the earth in this plain.

As for some of the Shambhala people who entered first, they are now very confused, they have never seen such a vast world, and the products are equally abundant.

"Oh my God! The animals here give birth! A Shambhala man was surprised to point to a group of monkeys in the trees, and they saw the big monkey leading the small monkey, as if they had seen a wonder of the world.

"So we didn't just die, but came here...... Shambhala ruined miè. It's a more perfect paradise than Shambhala, and God hasn't forsaken us! ”

Half of the consciousness is focused on the dream world. Lan Mu placed all the Shambhala people who had been pulled into their dreams on one island, while the explorers were placed on the other side of the island.

This is an island about the size of Japan and Japan.

The world beyond the islands is the same. In more detail, he has not yet created zào, although he can create it in a single thought, but what is created in that way is not distracting, and in order to make the dream comparable to reality, he needs to carefully adjust the details.

At this time, Lan Mu was not thinking about the creation of the world, but about the Shambhala world.

When he lifted the darkness, Shambhala came back to light, and he saw corpses all over the place.

There were more than 3,000 dead corpses, only Reilly's team, Fang Moqi and others were in a 'vegetative' state, and the Shambhala people died directly, without the slightest breath of life.

"Shhh...... Die so easily? ”

Lan Mu was a little speechless, and he didn't pay attention to the Shambhala clan.

When he pulled people into his dreams, he didn't think about it so much for the sake of speed.

Now that I think about it, the Shambhala people are so special, they have no soul and only consciousness.

"When consciousness is pulled into my dreams, leaving only a shell that doesn't even have a soul, isn't that a corpse......?"

Looking at the magic pen, Lan Mu realized that the magic pen only gave consciousness to the Shambhala people, who themselves were puppets born from corpses.

"That's fine, it's a dead end for them to stay in Shambhala, they have no fertility, and they will perish sooner or later."

Lan Mu suddenly thought that the Shambhala people had abandoned their bodies and entered their consciousness into his dreams, and as long as he wanted, everyone could live forever in his dreams!

"Looks pretty good...... It's a bit like breaking away from the shackles of the flesh and flying to the upper realm? Gee...... Although the dream world is illusory, it is also another reality for consciousness, but it is just a thought of me. ”

Lan Mu flew into a dream, feeling his domination of the entire dream world, and said secretly: "Whether their future is hell or heaven is all up to me. ”

And so, his will spread over the Big Island, from the clouds, to all Shambhalans.

"Welcome to the Eternal Kingdom......"

"This is my kingdom of God, and the eternal ...... of Gensokyo" (To be continued.) )