The world is strange and detached, the whole world is floating and unreal, but it is not important, Lin Feng immediately sensed that something was wrong when he felt this illusory feeling like a high fever that would not go away.

"Nightmare."

He understood that no matter what was behind the door or what the scene was, he was now in a "nightmare".

"How dare you use the 'nightmare' as your weapon to change everything?"

Lin Feng's thoughts were rumbling, he really didn't expect that Xia Wei was not only fighting his idea, but also the idea of "nightmare".

At the highest level, the Ichimoku Kingdom was no weaker than Xia Ji, and their ancestors had also observed countless world changes.

Their eyes are themselves "gifted", and that's it, the country of Yimu is still in decline, with the eyes of "jade", they are constantly running around, seeking a place to survive.

was also haunted by "nightmares" and finally disappeared into history, which is enough to show the horror of "nature".

"Nightmare" even if there is no will of its own.

That's "natural" too.

For "nature", even "visualization" and "copying" are extremely risky things.

But looking at Xia Ji's meaning, Xia Ji plans to use "nature".

And that's not all.

Lin Feng also heard Xia Wei's "voice".

When he was planning to turn Lin Feng into "himself".

The big guy doesn't have any secrets to speak of.

There are also mirrors.

"Mirror" also needs to be brought, this natural thing, it also has its own function, "mirror" can be used.

Because for these "natures", there are people who record their properties.

The best results can only be achieved when these "naturals" are put together.

"It is the recording effect of those classics among the three tombs.

We found the Book of Fuxi, we also found the Book of Shennong, and we also found part of the Book of the Yellow Emperor.

Although they are all partial, they are all mutilated.

But enough is enough. ”

"We built this door according to the Book of the Yellow Emperor.

The door you see is the record in the book of the Yellow Emperor, and its prototype is also a door, which is the wonder that the Yellow Emperor and the Chiyou tribe saw when they were fighting.

They came from both ends of the country, and in the world at that time, people were animals, not the most reproducing animals, and in the plains, in the wilderness, in the mountains, there were countless strange things lurking.

The door you see, its greatest function is to imitate nature, to obtain the power of nature, guess what, where did the source seed come from in the first place? ”

A large number of thoughts gathered into memories and entered Lin Feng's mind.

In Lin Feng's mind, a large number of memories were tangled together.

It's hard to tell the real from the fake.

Convergence became Lin Feng's memory.

If this influence continues, then what kind of person will these memories lead to?

It's going to be interesting.

Because these are not Lin Feng's experiences.

"I have played many people, including Lin Youzhi, Zhang Zhuoen, Mr. Yin and Yang in the Northwest, and the second generation of the down-and-out family.

But I'm all playing, and I've been through the scenes they've experienced.

Now you want me to be you? ”

Lin Feng's memory began to shrink, it was not the first time he had seen such a scene.

Every time he plays, he becomes someone else.

Although he still doesn't know, how Qingshan persuaded others to enter other people's bodies, if Zhang Zhuoen was directly set into a shell.

The rest of the people, most likely, really became that person.

But so what?

Lin Feng is still himself, and those past life memories are all treated as games by him.

Play games.

Have I really been to Hyrule Continent?

Did I really take my son to the kingdom of God to slash the gods?

Did I really poke someone else's throat with a Hidden Blade in Paris?

It's neither, it's all an experience, it's just a game.

Life, work, and play are separated!

Lin Feng deeply remembered this, and this was also the "protection" he had figured out.

Now, Xia Wei is going to be in the place where Lin Feng is most proud, and he wants to defeat him with this!

Lin Feng happily faced the battle!

The two go head-to-head!

A large number of memories penetrated into Lin Feng's "mind", and these memories were "real".

This kind of truth does not mean that it is completely the same as what happened objectively, it cannot be so, even if it is the history that the historian sees, it cannot be the same as the real history, he can only see a corner, see the context.

What he sees is the effect, the cause, but the subtle changes in the middle do not need to be observed.

The same goes for these memories.

This is a kind of "relative reality", which is the product of the master of the memory at that time, after seeing it.

The brain will definitely tamper with certain memories, and it cannot be said that it is "tampered with", it can only be said that people have limits.

With the power of the "nightmare", after entering the human brain, the most ingenious replacement.

Huangliang is in a dream, and I don't know the spring and autumn when I wake up.

After experiencing a person's life, who will wake up?

Plus the paralyzing effect of the "nightmare".

Don't need logic, you don't need anything, your brain is paralyzed and you will choose to believe everything.

It is always possible to deceive the brain.

Lin Feng was dragged into the deepest abyss, and in his memory, a large number of memories began to appear.

Only this time, his memories are no longer convertible.

You can change your perspective and think for yourself.

He is the identity of the owner of this memory directly brought in, and experiences everything about the owner of this memory.

Here, he is no longer Lin Feng, he has become a deuce.

The place where he is at the moment is not in a nightmare.

He was standing in front of a rift now.

The crack looked like a wound in the earth.

After glancing down slightly, he felt dizzy, and Lin Feng looked at the man next to him.

He was with his father.

This "wound of the earth" seems to be unfathomable, and when you look down from here, the yin wind is constantly blowing upward.

In the same way, torches, tinder, all kinds of things that can be illuminated fall into this abyss, but nothing can be illuminated.

Beside them, a large number of soldiers tied their ropes and went down in turn.

They wore bronze armor with numerous inscriptions.

Such bulky equipment looks a little funny when used in this kind of scene.

But none of the people present had any objections.

"Lin Feng" was standing here, and he naturally knew what he was doing.

This is most likely the "god" of the Yellow Emperor, where he was buried.

It would take a lot of manpower and material resources to find the news from this, and he didn't tell anyone about it.

He did it himself.

And, with yourself.

"Look, this is the closest to the truth that can be seen so far!"

Di Fa's hand was clenched very tightly, and it was extremely painful to call "Lin Feng", but Di Fa didn't care.

The soldier rushed in, from top to bottom, into the abyss.

This time, none of them carried ordinary torches.

The soldiers who went on like this, they all had cyan torches tied to their bodies.

These torches did not even have smoke, they shone all around, and there was not a single shadow.

This is the fire god that the craftsmen of the Xia Dynasty would worship before casting bronzes.

Under this flame, no matter what darkness is, it can be torn apart and illuminated.

Evil spirits shall not come near this place where the flames shine.

With torches, these soldiers entered it, and Lin Feng stood on it and watched, always feeling that this was a very strange scene.

In front of this cracked "opening", these hundreds and a thousand people who went down did not seem to have a sense of existence.

Nor were they the first to go down.

The first people to go down were slaves.

It's just that these slaves have gone down and have not been silent.

Not even a single scream came out.

Lin Feng watched as these people gradually entered the crack and gradually deepened.

At first, the armor could still be seen, but in the back, only cyan flames remained.

In the end, even the cyan flames disappeared.

These people have gone into darkness.

No one spoke the whole time.

The soldiers around them were all nervous and didn't dare to breathe, while Lin Feng and Di Fa were looking down intently, wanting to see all the details clearly.

It was at this time.

Lin Feng suddenly had a strange thought.

"Why can't I see clearly?"

(End of chapter)