"What kind of power is this?"

Xia Guang looked at the blue in front of him, suspended in the palm of his hand.

If left unchecked, it automates into a tiny statue, like the tentacles of a snake, with a rational and wild cat face, and a pair of wings.

However, it was the statue that devoured all who came and transmitted its power to him completely and without conflict.

It was a transfer of energy, but it didn't cause his body to swell.

Syllable.

The strange image of the cat's face and body fell in the palm of his hand.

Xia Guang's fingers tossed the statue, and he didn't feel anything when he touched it, as if he was touching it in a void.

"Is that what you were stalking me just now?"

After a while, King Shenwu tried to communicate.

But there was no response.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound from the gates of the city, all the iron gates were opened, and the cool breeze blew into the silent empty city, and in the distance there was a mist beyond the long river of dreams.

It's an isolated city.

Everything in the city was a familiar sight to Xia Guang.

Beijing, Chang'an, Jiangnan.

All the scenery that impressed Xia Guang in these three boundaries pieced together this ancient city.

Surrounded by the lake, there is only a pontoon bridge leading to the Sodong Pavilion, which is lined with willow trees.

However, the lake gradually narrowed, merging into a long waterway that was only large enough for a flat boat to support the old bamboo tree.

At the end of the waterway, there is Yanziji, which is the blessed land of Lang Huan in the south of the Yangtze River.

As for this palace, it is half the imperial palace of the capital, half of Chang'an, and even has its own courtyard for living.

The same goes for the streets.

"Is this my own dream?"

Just thinking about it, the cat-faced tentacle statue in the palm of his hand suddenly turned into a cloud of blue light and disappeared without a trace, completely uncontrolled by Xia Guang, and unable to communicate.

Two more days passed.

Xia Guang leaned against a willow tree, behind him was the abandoned Zongdong Pavilion in reality, and in his eyes was the clouds reflected on the water surface, the clouds moved with the wind, but the wind came from nowhere.

Since he couldn't wake up, he didn't force it, not to mention that at this moment he still needed to understand the power he had gained.

"How can there be such a form of power in this world?

It's completely obtained by devouring, but this feeling is like the power that I have worked so hard to cultivate. There are no side effects, and with the increase of strength, one's realm and comprehension are all improving. ”

King Shenwu was a little puzzled.

At this time, he was far from being in the transcendent realm.

According to the inductive method of this universe, he has already entered the realm, and it can be said that he has directly crossed a great realm, and the suffering Zena who was finally devoured has directly pushed his entry realm to the point of great perfection.

The door of the Buddha is the sea of suffering, the door of the devil is the real blood awakening, the Tao has Taoism, martial arts, etc., but the door is generally through the heaven and earth to perceive, and then to ask.

Only his door has nothing, just a simple increase in strength.

Xia Guang naturally didn't know that there was a concept of a game in a civilization in another universe, and he didn't know that there was an item called "Experience Pill" in that game.

At this time, he is like a player who has just walked out of the novice village, but he suddenly obtained an elixir that can make his experience skyrocket, and after upgrading, naturally all his skills and perceptions are the same as those players who have upgraded by fighting monsters.

It's time to think.

Suddenly, he heard sparse footsteps coming from afar.

The sound of footsteps became more and more, and he stepped into this lonely ancient capital from the square city gate.

Like an unconscious, wandering ghost in a dream.

Xia Guang squinted, and in the flickering of his body, he had already jumped onto the top of the tower of the Zongdong Pavilion behind him, and jumped several times, following the glazed tiles of the hidden palace, like an imperceptible shadow.

Between steps, there is a real silence.

Soon, he was seated on top of a palace that could not be seen through the ground floor, his legs wide open, his fingers interlocked, overlooking the people who had entered the city gates in all directions.

There are monks, Taoist priests, and all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes.

They came, but some of them disappeared suddenly.

These disappeared should have woken up from the dream, so disappeared.

There are only more people who gather than there are people who disappear.

After a day in the dream, there were about 100 more people wandering in this ancient capital.

Thundered!

The indescribable loud noise woke up all those who were walking in a trance.

They opened their eyes, first alerted, and then began to investigate and explore effectively.

"Although I regained my slumber, I couldn't wake up anyway. ”

"I've lost all my strength, but it seems that my body is still there, and some of my skills can still be used... All in all, it seems to be a mortal at the bottom of the Red Dust Realm. ”

"The city is blocked, I have checked it, I can't go out, I can't get out, I can't get out. ”

"I've tried, but no, it's a closed city. ”

After waking up, people are not panicked, they can control their consciousness to get out of their dreams, and let themselves be between "dreaming" and "waking" for a long time, exploring dreams, which is at least transcendental.

At this time, this group of people formed groups of three or five, discussing and testing with the people around them, and then formed a temporary team to explore carefully.

"Perhaps, if you die, you can wake up. ”

A rather wise scholar in white suggested.

"Then you can try it. ”

The bearded man in the gray-blue power suit sneered.

Then, there is silence, this kind of sober to real, no matter how painful it is to yourself, you can't be awake, if you die... Is it really dead?

No one dares to gamble, to the point where they understand that there are many mysteries in this universe.

What's more, it is said that this is a long river of dreams that does not exist in this universe?

To put it bluntly, this is the Outlands.

They can't exhaust the rules of the universe, let alone this extremely mysterious outer land?

Many people have begun to regret their recklessness, how can they explore if they are not completely sure that the second layer of this dream is a safe zone?

After the beginning of this temptation.

The people who came calmed down, and they came to be safe, although it was weird here, but it was not a chance.

Maybe he and others are lucky enough to be the first people to enter this ancient capital?

The second stage is to explore deeply, and then naturally there are smart people who have discovered this ancient capital, and it is likely that it is also someone's dream.

Although it is not as good as the wisdom of the Suffering Zenna, which is almost immediately clear, this group of transcendents who came here, after a few discussions, also got the dreamer, and perhaps it was among them.

After all, in the course of their exploration, they could almost completely confirm that it was an empty city.

Xia Guang looked at this group of people quietly, and his heart was full of indescribable feelings.

Because, in his eyes, the statue of the cat-faced tentacles suddenly appeared in the most remote corner of the ancient city.

Then it began to melt, turning into a faint blue glow that seemed to float and flowed, and began to permeate the city.

It's like a parade of pythons, ready to hunt.