In order to seal such a huge dimensional rift, at least a complete six-dimensional space body is required. A six-dimensional space body requires 6,000 five-dimensional space bodies to construct it, and a five-dimensional space requires 360,000 four-dimensional space bodies to construct it. Such a huge project, Yan San felt that it was difficult to achieve the goal just thinking about it, but no matter the result, he would work hard without hesitation, no matter the result, this was the last effort he made as an earthling to protect the earth.

The moment he woke up from his inner breath, he began to condense the four-dimensional space body. This time, his hand speed was several times faster, and maybe he could choose the angle and space again, and he only needed to close all the space here. Therefore, the space bodies in front of him began to gradually increase, and in an instant, some of the originally scattered space bodies were linked together to form a spatial spiral. As the number of four-dimensional space volumes increases, this spiral becomes more complex.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and Yan San was almost sleepless in construction, and in just a few days, he actually completed a thousand-layer spatial spiral. It snaked in the cracks like a python, and due to the increase in numbers, it quickly made up for the loopholes that hindered the wind and snow due to the angle, and now the speed of the wind and snow fell sharply, even better than the effect of any active method he had taken before to make up for it.

As the blocked ice and snow increased, the mille-feuille python gradually turned into an ice dragon, and the silver light shimmered within the cracks, giving people a majestic texture.

Yan San's eyes stared at the masterpiece he had created with his own hands, and although he was physically and mentally exhausted, his heart was filled with an inexplicable sense of excitement.

Now he can temporarily let the foot resist the wind and snow for a while, and Yan San can also take a break to rest, at this time, both his physical strength and empty yuan power have reached the extreme of exhaustion.

When he climbed onto the snow dragon, the whole person fell headlong, and suddenly snored like thunder. At this moment, he could no longer operate the Void Yuan Technique in his body, and could only rely on his most primitive way to recover his physical strength.

Just as Yan San fell into a deep sleep, the ghost mirror on his chest once again glowed with a dark metallic luster. It was faint at first, but it soon intensified to a dazzling luminosity, and at this time, it seemed that a circle of metal armor was shrouded in Yan San's body, and his entire body slowly fluttered, like a ghost.

In my sleep....

Yan San seemed to have opened a door of light.

After that, he walked into a paradise. Emerald green hills, jewel-like flowers and trees, and milk-sweet springs, blue skies, lush meadows, stretching endlessly to the horizon.

At first, Yan San thought it was just a dream, and he admired the picturesque world, but soon after, he realized that his feelings were so close to reality. Especially the beautiful elf with a pouting little ass at his feet, with its long slender ears and two curved tentacles on its forehead, which were tapping at the skin of his calves.

Every time he touched it, a circle of blue light waves would form on the surface of Yan San's skin. This light wave didn't have any offensive power, it just made Yan San have some kind of resonance in his heart. At first, Yan San's consciousness only felt a little vague picture sense, but as the elf's tentacles tapped, that feeling became clearer and clearer.

In the end, Yan San could hear an empty semantic through the tentacles: "Help me".

This made Yan San feel stunned, he didn't understand whether what was in his mind was real or hallucinating.

But the elf was still tapping on his lap, and the sound was clearer.

"Save you?" Yan San stared curiously at the weak elf in front of him.

Just as he lowered his head and was about to touch its cheeks, the two tentacles were firmly hanging on Yan San's ears, and then it turned over and ran onto Yan San's body, which caught Yan San off guard, and was about to throw him down, but there was a series of incomparably clear semantics in Yan San's mind.

"Help me... I didn't hurt .... I need you to help me".

Yan San was stunned for a moment before he realized that his temples were being pressed against his two tentacles.

That faint sense of fluctuation made Yan San more clearly perceive the semantics from the fluctuations.

Although Yan San didn't throw it out, he still didn't feel very comfortable, so he angrily said to him, "You come down first."

But the elf struck more quickly and said, "Only I can take you into the realm of dreams, rest assured, I will never hurt you."

Yan San's temples were beaten by him in a series of beats, and a strange feeling inexplicably rose in his heart, he was very impatient like this, but in order to know the mystery of this, he could only endure and listen to its command.

"Turn this valley, cross that green hill again..."

Yan San was under the semantics of the elf, and walked towards the unknown world step by step.

At first, Yan San was still very upset, but as he walked into this picturesque world, he gradually forgot all his unsatisfactory.

Everything here was just perfect. Whether it's mountains, trees, flowers, or plants, each piece is like a work of art.

Such a perfect thing not only makes people look beautiful, but also has the effect of cultivating temperament.

People walk in the scene, paintings swim in the heart, people and paintings seem to be integrated together at this time, Yan San can no longer distinguish himself from this landscape.

Whether it was a dream, a reality, or a painting became unimportant in Yan San's heart at this moment.

As long as it feels, it is real.

That's it, Yan San climbed over mountain after mountain peak in a dream. The beautiful scenery in front of you has also changed from the beautiful mountains and rivers to the blue sky and the sea and the sky. Before he knew it, he walked to the seashore and stood on top of the golden gravel, and when he looked up, he saw an island made of countless shells and corals, which seemed to be born in the sea, but also seemed to be above the water.

With the glow of the rising sun, the island scatters a brilliant halo, as charming as Penglai Wonderland.

Yan San walked to the beach and stopped, but the little elf was still urging and said, "Go over."

Here, Yan San didn't feel that he had any empty element power, so he naturally couldn't cast spells, so he couldn't jump over this sea water.

So he wanted to get rid of the elf's grasp, and just as he reached out and grabbed the elf's slender tentacles, a new wave of semantics passed over and said: "This is the sea of dreams, you can walk up to it."

When Yan San heard this, he stepped on the letter suspiciously, and the water under his feet was rippling, but the soles of his feet did not fall into the sea. Yan San was still unsure, and tried to raise his left foot again, and when both of his feet landed on the surface of the sea, he really sensed a mysterious aura that transcended nature. He stepped again, and the water under his feet formed a circle of ripples, but as solid as stepping on a mirror, and with his steps, the ripples behind him turned into long strips, and finally formed a narrow ripple. That scene was extremely beautiful against the backdrop of the morning glow.

At this moment, Yan San really felt why this place was called the Dream Sea. By the time he regained his senses in the sense of real and dreamy crochet and visual impact, he was already approaching the colorful coral island.

Just before he was about to step up, he saw little heads popping out from behind the shells and corals, they turned out to be elves, so many that Yan San looked at it at a glance and almost covered the entire coral island. Seeing this, Yan San's original skeptical mood was confirmed, and it seemed that the little guy really wanted to send it back here by himself. This is clearly his home.

Then Yan San walked into the island without any scruples, he took the elf off his shoulder, and placed it on the coral reef.

But the little spirit spirit wrapped around his arm and refused to leave, Yan San didn't know what he meant, so he pushed it forward and said, "Go back, they are waiting for you."

However, the elf blinked his eyes and stared at Yan San as if he was very anxious, and then he jumped down from the coral reef and touched Yan San's skin with his tentacles.

Yan San naturally knew that it wanted to communicate with him, so he bent down and let it hold its two tentacles against his head. A wave of semantics came and said: "Save me, save me, I'm in the island".

Yan San was shocked when he heard this, and immediately opened his eyes, staring at the whole coral island in front of him, he was still not sure if there was really someone in it who needed to save himself. But the little elf had already jumped on top of his neck and once again controlled Yan San's initiative.

All right. Yan San let out a long sigh and continued to walk towards the island.

This time he needs to cross a lot of coral reefs, there are many elves hidden in them, obviously, they are different from the one in his head, it seems that Yan San has obvious resistance to intruding into their territory, but they have a cowardly temperament and will never take the initiative to provoke humans.

Yan San ignored them and continued to stride into the depths of the island. After crossing the coral reefs, he seemed to walk into a lake, and there were ripples in it, but when Yan San took a closer look, he found that it was not water at all, but a gem. It's just that there are too many of those gems, and the refracted light ripples like water waves.

Yan San didn't have much interest in gems, he continued to hurry, and soon, he saw a huge shell door. It is made of a single shell, and a spiral cavity is created in the huge shell, and it is unknown where it leads. At this time, the elf commanded Yan San to walk towards that entrance.

When Yan San reached the entrance of the huge shell, he couldn't help but be curious, and yelled inside, which then caused a series of reverberations that seemed to extend deep underground, and after that, the entire island seemed to respond to his shout. Yan San listened to the echoes of his own islands for a while, and he immediately suspected that the entire island was an empty shell, otherwise there would never be such an echo.

At this point, the elf began to urge again, and he stepped into the entrance without hesitation, sliding down a spiral hollow into the depths. At this time, Yan San was like riding a spiral slide when he was a child, and the whole person gradually accelerated with a series of spiral passages, sliding deep underground.

With the speed of speed, Yan San could still see many things clearly, and under the background of various colored gems, the passage here was not dim. In particular, the spiral walls are decorated in a variety of colors.

Yan San saw the murals carved by gemstones, and those murals Yan San could not understand their true meaning, but they did not affect his appreciation of the pure artistic beauty.

Especially when his body accelerated, those gems were constructed into an illusion of light, which repeatedly appeared in Yan San's visual residue, and it became a magnificent picture. Even though Yan San was already mentally prepared, he was still deeply shocked by these magnificent light scrolls in front of him.

In Yan San's eyes, they didn't seem to be simply beautiful, but a kind of rule beauty. A pure art of light.

Human beings are originally a creature of chasing and light, and in the realm of this pure meaning of light, it is even more irresistible.

Therefore, Yan San was obsessed again, and his whole body was like a dream, and it was not until his body was smashed on the hard ground that he gradually regained his consciousness.

When he stood up from the ground, his bewildered expression gradually froze at this moment, and his face seemed to be melting with morning dew facing the morning sun, blooming with a flower of soul.

That's right, it was indeed a soul flower, and only such words could express Yan San's uncalm mood at this moment.

Yan San's eyes were realistic, and gradually began to look up, and a tear of emotion actually fell on his cheek.

When art and beauty reach a certain limit that human beings cannot bear, human emotions will collapse, and this is the case with Yan San.

He cried selflessly, until his eyes could no longer squeeze out a single tear, and Yan San gradually moved from his trance to reality.

No one has ever used gemstone light so exquisitely, and that pure light makes it dreamy and psychedelic. If this is the case, Yan San will never cry if he is just moved,

But under the light of the jewels, those elves that were floating in the air, uncountable, they actually used themselves as the buds that constructed this extremely beautiful flower.

That kind of lifelike real texture made Yan San almost ignore their ontological existence, they were all independent individuals, so consistent to complete a masterpiece of art, even the wind blows the grace of the flower buds, and even the slightest tremor of the flowers and leaves imitates vividly.

This is the key to completely impressing Yan San. The beauty of this collective creation of wisdom has a shocking power far beyond the scope of Yan San's understanding of any art, which is also the reason why he finally broke down emotionally.

Those beautiful elves are imitating the movement of the wind layer by layer, and you can't go wrong in the slightest bit of the waves. Seeing Yan San stunned again, he couldn't imagine how difficult it would be to unify such a group of elves of different shapes to complete such a work of art.

Just when Yan San was stunned, there was a semantic voice in his mind: "It's not as difficult as you think, have you forgotten that they can use consciousness communication?" As long as they link their tentacles to each other, they become a whole, and any complex logical cooperation is like a single person doing it."

(End of chapter)