"Let's just think this is a more real dream."

"When I was meditating, I was touched by a little change, well, there are probably too many people who are thinking about this kind of thought, and finally this is the result."

Zhao Cheng said.

After Zhao Cheng walked out of the school gate, Li Qingmeng chased after him.

The other girls were still immersed in the shock of collective rebirth, but she was different, and she saw the changes in Zhao Cheng at a glance.

Maybe Zhao Cheng was also reborn, this is her idea.

"The human spiritual mind is actually very wonderful, it seems to be very weak, and even the material cannot be shaken, but in essence, it is closer to the origin of all things and closer to the higher dimension than the material world."

"It's just that, in ordinary times, people's spiritual information, because of the lack of a fulcrum, is unable to have any impact on the world."

Zhao Cheng said it to Li Qingmeng, and he also said it to himself.

In a short period of time, he has gained a lot, high-dimensional and high-dimensional space-time, are two concepts, a universe, even if there is no high-dimensional space-time, but it does not mean that the dimension does not exist.

Dimensions always exist, space-time, similar to a fulcrum, without a fulcrum, if you want to touch the high dimension, it is undoubtedly ten million times more difficult.

Basically, to reach a certain height, one has steps and the other has no steps.

"Well, I've read some of those posts on the Internet before, I thought everyone was joking, but I didn't expect ......"

The two of them walked on the street like this, and it was already late after the evening self-study, so they couldn't see anyone at a little distance from the school.

"Most people, in fact, are just joking, and they don't have too deep obsessions, but even if it's just an accidental idea, there are more people, more times, and they have accumulated, and then there is such a fulcrum, which can also give birth to a huge force of change."

Zhao Cheng said.

Even if he is famous in reality, everyone has their own life, he is just a passerby to all beings, how many people really have that kind of extremely strong obsession with him? !

There may be one or two outliers, but not too many.

This kind of is not much, but the quality is not enough, and the quantity can completely make up for it, and there are too many people in the whole world.

"That's it!"

Li Qingmeng said that after becoming smaller, she and Zhao Cheng after becoming smaller, the two of them also blew the night breeze, walked and chatted, giving her a very novel experience.

Probably because in this world, Zhao Cheng has no aura, and he is not so full of momentum, in this case, he has lost the sense of remoteness he once had.

"How long will this dream last?!"

Li Qingmeng asked.

Occasionally, there was a thought, and it didn't seem bad to go on like this, but she also knew that this kind of thing was impossible, even if it was a more real dream, it was just a dream after all.

"There are about three hours left, it's just an accident, the fulcrum can't last forever, the mental information is not infinite, when the time comes, it will burst like a soap bubble."

Zhao Cheng said, his five fingers propped up, and he didn't have much strength.

But Zhao Cheng knew that if he wanted to, he could completely restore his strength in reality, but it didn't make sense.

And this wonderful journey also made Zhao Cheng know that the ten pillars, any one of the pillars breaking the limit, actually touched the high dimension.

But it's just touching, this time, if it weren't for the vast amount of mental information as a source, a simple little source aura would not be able to support the dreams of this realm.

However, what Zhao Cheng thought was that just breaking the limit of the Tao alone would have such a slight mystery, if the ten pillars were completed to create a miracle, wouldn't it be possible to rewrite the world wantonly if it was proved in one step? !

Or even a thought to rewrite the rules of the world?!

His spirit is actually very strong, and what restricts him is only the matter of energy, and enough energy can support greatness.

At the same time, Zhao Cheng knew that it was best for him to complete the ten pillars and then take the step of ascending.

If he feels good, the last step is to mix ten raw materials to smelt and forge an extraordinary miracle.

Indeed, the heart, strength, wisdom, and spirit seem to be able to make up for these things later, but the difference between the integrated pouring and the subsequent splicing is also obvious.

The same seed, one is the seed of the weed, the other is the seed of the World Tree, the same watering, the same fertilizer, and the final result is completely different.

Maybe weeds can also evolve and mutate again and again, and be as great as the World Tree, but how many twists and turns will be added to it?!

The weaker the life, the stronger the plasticity, and the more possibilities, this point, the way of the sword in reality, is reflected in a part, many things are stereotyped and then want to change, it is extremely difficult.

At the same time, it is not an easy task to break the limit of any pillar.

It's not a question of how much power is piled up, it's about touching the higher dimensions, and there's something deeper in it.

It can be seen from the changes in front of the eyes of the breakthrough of the Dao limit.

With Zhao Cheng's strength alone, even if it increases by tens of millions of times in terms of quantity, it is impossible to support such a world, but the ninth sense, a little mysterious aura of origin perception, is directly achieved.

The vicissitudes of the low-dimensional world, placed in the high-dimensional, may not be a random stroke.

"Zhao Cheng, let's go to the river!"

Li Qingmeng said suddenly.

"Okay!"

Zhao Cheng nodded.

On the other side, Zhao Xiaoxiang rushed into the school with a sword on his back, and found that Zhao Cheng was no longer there.

It was only from the whispered chats of some students that she learned about the collective beard cutting incident that had just occurred.

Drip! Drip!

After a while, Zhao Cheng's phone rang.

The river is surging, more than 100 meters wide, reflecting the street lamps on both sides, as well as the stars and moon in the sky.

Such a world, no matter how you look at it, cannot be seen as false.

Only Zhao Cheng knows that the reason why this is the case, in a sense, is a shadow of the real world.

The ninth sense, the perception of the source, arrives at the source, and this origin is also the origin of the world.

Many times, the contrast of forces is meaningless, it depends on the height.

The weather in March is still a little cold, and at this point, there are no people to be seen by the river, only silence.

Call!

Li Qingmeng exhaled a breath of white air, gradually calmed down, and could even hear his heartbeat clearly.

For a moment, she even had a thought that if only time could stay here.

It's just that she also knows that this is not realistic.

Zhao Cheng's heart is very stable, his current thoughts, as at the beginning, gather and disperse by karma alone, if there is a fate, he will come, if there is no fate, he will eventually disperse, time passes, and everything will have an answer in the future.

Cause and fate are uncertain!

In this way, until Zhao Xiaoxiang's heavy breathing and rapid footsteps broke the silence in the field and destroyed the quiet and beautiful atmosphere.

“？？？”

“！”

From a distance, seeing that Zhao Cheng was not alone, Zhao Xiaoxiang was shocked.

As for Zhao Cheng, although he didn't show his ability to see through people's hearts, when he saw the two swords on Zhao Xiaoxiang's back, he still didn't know what she was thinking, and his face suddenly turned dark.