"You know?" Pan Wu asked.

The white-bearded old man looked at Pan Wu for a while: "Have you received a letter from the rooftop?"

Pan Wu looked at the snow cave that the little old man had just drilled out: "Are you hiding inside, are you hiding on the rooftop?"

"Yes and no. ”

Pan Wu glanced at him and didn't speak. The little old man said to himself: "Cultivators, you must concentrate on your cultivation wholeheartedly, and the exercises I practice are ...... Let me ask you a question, how old am I?"

Pan Wu took a look at it: "Seventy?"

The little old man smiled: "Seventy, I was over ninety when I hid." ”

If a person in his nineties looks like this, he is indeed young. Pan Wu asked, "How long have you been down there?"

"I don't know. The little old man thought for a while and said, "I slept for half a year last time, this time it should be longer?"

Pan Wu was surprised: "Sleep for half a year?"

"It should be more than that. The little old man looked down at himself: "The clothes are much bigger...... Wait for me, don't go!" Halfway through his words, the little old man swished away and disappeared.

Pan Wu was a little curious, and after thinking about it, he decided to wait a little longer.

Half an hour passed before the little white-bearded old man returned.

Pan Wu was startled: "What's wrong?"

Because the little old man came back naked: "Do you have any clothes?"

Pan Wu looked down at himself, then at the little old man, took off his coat and threw it over.

The little old man took it and said thank you, and after putting it on, he smiled and said the reason: "I slept for too long, and it was convenient to go just now." ”

Hearing this, Pan Wu seemed to see a monster: "You don't go to the toilet for half a year?"

The little old man said with a straight face: "This is my cultivation method, I can try to absorb useful things from all kinds of food, have you ever heard of Chen Tuo?"

Pan Wu shook his head.

"If you don't read, a particularly powerful cultivator can sleep for hundreds of years. ”

Pan Wu nodded: "You just learn from him?"

"It's a pity, no one in the world knows where Mr. Chen Shu is sleeping, otherwise he must go to him. ”

Pan Wu hurriedly nodded: "It must be." ”

The little old man looked at Pan Wu: "Don't you believe it?"

"Believe, must believe, you have slept under the snow for half a year, how can you not believe it?"

The little old man thought for a moment: "It is said that I should take you down to have a look, but it involves the secret of my sect's exercises...... You get the idea. ”

Pan Wu was surprised again: "There is also a school for sleeping, which specializes in practicing sleeping?"

The little old man corrected solemnly: "This is not sleeping! It is cultivation, it is the cultivation of immortality." ”

Pan Wu only had the ability to nod: "En." ”

The little old man frowned: "You don't believe it. ”

"Faith!"

"If you believe it, you should ask the name of the sect, why don't you ask at all?"

"I was so surprised, so shocked, negligent. ”

The little old man nodded: "It's understandable to say this." Then he said: "When I was young, I learned from a teacher, and it wasn't until I was thirty-five years old that I began to practice for the first time, but unfortunately I couldn't practice, and I only slept for three days for the first time and got up. ”

Pan Wu continued to nod: "It's really not good, I can sleep for three days when I'm particularly tired." ”

The little old man glared at him: "I was awakened by urine." ”

Pan Wu still nodded: "Me too." ”

The little old man stopped talking, and looked at Pan Wu for a while: "Forget it, you can go." ”

But Pan Wuyi's stomach was curious, and he refused to leave: "What, you sleep for half a year, even if you don't eat, but the things in your stomach want to come out, how do you do it?"

"Cultivation, everything in the world is difficult, as long as you are willing to cultivate, there is always a solution. ”

Seeing what people said, Pan Wu nodded again and again: "You are right." ”

The little old man looked at the sky: "I believe now that you are not here to find me." Then he said, "Actually...... You can sleep for three days, and you can be considered more talented, do you want to learn the Great Dream Divine Skill from me?"

Pan Wu praised diligently: "Domineering, what a domineering name." ”

The little old man was a little dissatisfied: "Your sycophants are too blunt." Then he asked, "Do you want to learn?"

Pan Wu shook his head: "That's the case, I think so, you see, when is a person alive? Of course, when is the mind clear, although the time to sleep is also alive, but you can't do anything, you don't know anything, what is the difference between being dead and dead? Some people say that death is actually a long sleep, and there is still a certain truth. ”

Looking at the little old man, Pan Wu continued: "To live is to be active to be alive, if you don't know anything for hundreds of years, what's the point of leaving such a life?"

The little old man smiled: "You only know one thing but you don't know the other, although the Great Dream Divine Skill is to sleep, but after falling asleep, you don't know anything." ”

Pan Wu said curiously: "Can you still be awake when you fall asleep? Can you know that it is dark and that someone is coming?"

"That's not what it means. The little old man said: "Big Dream Divine Skill, you should know what is going on when you hear the name, are you dreaming?"

Pan Wu nodded again: "You mean that if you practice this kung fu, you will have dreams, and when you fall asleep, you will actually spend another life in the world of dreams?"

That's pretty much what it means. The little old man said: "A person has to go through day and night, to have a time to sleep and be awake, what we try to do is to cultivate the dream world, and from then on divide your life into two, one is the real life and body, this is the foundation, we must ensure that the body lives for a long time, and the other dream world can exist longer." ”

Seeing the little old man's excited expression, as if he had found a successor, Pan Wu hurriedly spoke: "According to what you said, you have a dream world and a dream world, but how can you be sure that the dream world is really just a dream?"

The little old man thought for a moment: "It is the world that only exists when you dream after you fall asleep, of course, it is the dream world." ”

Pan Wu shook his head, nodded for a long time, and finally shook it gently: "The question is, how can you know that our current world is real? If the dream world is the real world, the dream world is the foundation, you are actually asleep in that world, and now you are the ...... he dreamed of in his dream."

The little old man smiled: "Impossible, no one can have such a long continuous dream, and it is impossible to be so realistic." ”

Pan Wu continued to shake his head: "The time in the dream must be different from the real time, you just slept and dreamed for an hour, but the world in the dream may have passed thousands of years, and the so-called long continuous life is actually just a moment?"

He was talking nonsense, just thinking of something and saying something, but after saying this, he suddenly froze, and looked up at the depths of the high heavens, what is behind the high heavens? If there really is a dream world, I am now living in someone else's dream? As soon as I wake up from the dream, I will be gone? The long time I spent is just a moment of other people's fingers?

Then I remembered that Xiuyuan, the great monk was talking about magical stories day by day, talking about their origins, and also talking about the origin of Pan Wu, saying that our existence may not exist, and our death may not be death...... There are many, many more, what flowers are one world?

A flower can become a world in its own right, let alone a dream?

Pan Wu suddenly felt a headache, and he didn't want the little old man to have a solemn expression, so he thought for a while and said, "What you said may be true." ”

Pan Wu sighed: "What?"

The little old man said, "The practice of our sect is sleeping, and I have learned about things related to sleep in many places...... You know Buddhism, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Buddhism pursues the universality of all sentient beings, and there are always many Buddhists who go to various parts of the world to preach the Dharma......

Pan Wu finally knew why Xiuyuan came to him from afar, that guy was here to take in apprentices!

The little old man continued, "...... There is also a sect that says that our world is actually a person's dream, that person is very good at sleeping, how long does it take to sleep for tens of thousands of years, he falls asleep, the dream world appears little by little from nothing, we are all living in his dream, if he rolls over and sneezes, our world will encounter all kinds of disasters, if he wakes up, we will be gone. ”

Pan Wu finally knew what it was like to listen to the Book of Heaven, and his mouth was half-open: "Isn't it?"

"That's what you just said. The little old man was silent for a moment and asked, "In the past, you didn't know this story, did you?"

Pan Wu shook his head repeatedly.

The little old man nodded heavily: "You have the talent, and you have the talent to practice our exercises." ”

Pan Wu hurriedly explained: "I'm talking nonsense. ”

"Nonsense is so talented, all are so reliable, you really have talent, I want to accept you as an apprentice, no! I want to accept you as a disciple on behalf of the master, and from now on you will be my junior brother......

Pan Wu was already stupid and interrupted: "I followed what you said, don't take it seriously." ”

The little old man slapped his face violently: "That's what our exercises say, whether it's the world outside the body or the world in the dream, don't take it too seriously, you have to be casual...... You're really talented. ”

Pan Wu stopped talking, and was silent for a while: "Actually, I am from Tianji Pavilion. ”

"What is Tianji Pavilion?"

Pan Wu smiled bitterly: "The seventh-level ascended to the roof, and after receiving someone, he was sent to the Tianji Pavilion." ”

The little old man's face changed: "Impossible!"

Pan Wu coughed: "Even dreaming is practice, so what's impossible?"

The little old man stopped talking, and looked at Pan Wu suspiciously.

Pan Wu decided to strike the iron very hot, but before he could speak, a person suddenly ran over from the sky, and it didn't take long for him to appear in front of him.

Pan Wu said with a sad face: "Why are you here again?"

Or Si Qi, such a big beauty, looked at Pan Wu, turned to the little old man and spoke: "You are the Meng Changran who has been hiding underground for decades?"

The little old man was a little surprised: "Who are you?"

Si Qi took a look at it and asked Pan Wu, "Why did you give him your clothes?"

Pan Wu smiled bitterly: "I don't know." ”

Si Qi frowned: "Can you be okay?"