The color opera master doesn't have much research value at present, but his belongings are still somewhat useful, among which the most useful for Qin Yuelou is the so-called Nanhua incense.

Nanhua incense, Nanhua incense, pillow sorghum to Huaxu, can lead to a long relationship in a dream.

In the turmoil of more than 100 years ago, the Yellow Turban Road relied on this Nanhua incense to win over the people.

Because the reality is unsustainable, the family is ruined, the corpses are starved, and the blood is drifting, and the beauty can be pursued in the dream, but Nanhua Xiang has a time limit after all, when they wake up from the dream,

Zhang Jue, the Great Heavenly Master of the Yellow Turban Dao, will deduce from his own teachings that the fantasy dream realm is the land of nothingness, and if you want to enter the land of nothing, you must cultivate devotedly, seize the land country, and then change the land country to the land of nothing.

Because of the beauty of the dreamland, these refugees also began to become fanatical to varying degrees.

Qin Yuelou only felt that this was a process of refining the thoughts in his brain and laying a mental seal, and the effect of this Nanhua incense only made people feel that it was an addictive "drug" for those refugees.

No matter how beautiful the dream is, it can't compare to reality after all, and what is unrealistic is that Zhang Jue still tries to put the cart before the horse and change the dream to reality.

So it's a good thing that the Yellow Turban Dao is gone.

Running away is shameful but useful, but don't you still have to face it after you dodge?

Qin Yuelou thought so, so he lit the Nanhua incense,

This Nanhua incense is refined from the body of a dream bat in the land of nothingness, and it is said that the refining method of this Nanhua incense still comes from the incarnation of the Nanhua immortals, Luo Deng Shi, who is also the controller of the land of nothing.

Anyway, Qin Yuelou didn't believe it, he just used Nanhua Xiang to make some adjustments to the change technique he had, so that he could enter the dream realm without borrowing Nanhua Xiang.

Based on the color opera's understanding of Nanhua Xiang, Qin Yuelou also roughly guessed that ordinary dreams are layered, and they can be roughly divided into three layers: shallow, medium and deep.

The bottom of the deep dream borders the dream world, but there are also tedious steps to enter the dream world, and there is also a threat from the monsters in the dream world.

And Nanhua incense can graft people's dreams into the fantasy dream, because ordinary people still need cumbersome steps to enter the fantasy dream, so Nanhua incense is a kind of incense that not only saves the cumbersome steps, but also avoids the threat of these monsters.

Qin Yue sat in the basement with her legs in front of Nanhuaxiang.

After the incense-like Nanhua incense was lit, the pale cyan smoke mixed with the vague fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose, just a little smell, Qin Yuelou fell asleep.

The upper eyelids and the lower eyelids fought, and then Qin Yuelou fell into a dream.

In the world of restraint, the dream realm is a parallel space composed of the subconscious mind and the imagination, in which the physical laws are very different from reality, and the dream is the reality.

That is to say, all the beings who can dream in the land of Dajing subconsciously construct the dream realm of Dajing.

Qin Yuelou opened his eyes, and the surroundings were still in the basement, which was the same as in reality, but the dream art reminded him that this was a fantasy dream.

Qin Yuelou walked out of the basement and came to the ground, and the surrounding scene was the same as reality.

The human brain is like a disk that remembers everything, but these things will be precipitated in the subconscious, just like the miscellaneous folders on the C drive of the computer and the files with various suffixes in the folders, which will not be opened under normal circumstances.

But they are always there.

Therefore, the gap between the fantasy world constructed by the subconscious and reality is not large, but the gap is not big does not mean that there is no gap.

The entire White Mountain was full of illusory things lurking that were amorphous and could not see their true form, Qin Yuelou looked around left and right, and relied on the art of marrying dreams to figure out a rough idea.

The illusory things in these dreams are the embodiment of the fear in the subconscious of dreaming beings.

The fear of insects has formed a strange-looking insect with a strange face, and there is no repetition of the strange faces.

The fear of darkness was formed, an inexplicable unknown monster.

···

The manifestation of these fears is the source of nightmares, in other words, nightmares.

But in this dreamscape, these nightmares should have more specific names.

Dream Demons.

This is the word recognized by Qin Yuelou's understanding.

Although it is not a climate, it always exists, Qin Yuelou looked in the direction of Lanruo Temple,

There the Buddha's light shines, a big Buddha sits high on the auspicious clouds, compassionate, smiling, handsome, long hair is scattered, wearing a black robe.

"The Great Devil..." Qin Yuelou muttered to herself.

In the distance, the morning bell of the twilight drum emitted bursts of sandalwood, the sound of chanting scriptures and the sound of wooden fish came together, and the shrouded dream demons were directly turned into strange-looking monks and arhats by the domineering degree,

This Sanskrit sound is a bit overbearing, it is not enough to transform the illusion dream demon, and I want to transform Qin Yuelou with it.

But Qin Yuelou struck the iron punch to disperse this Sanskrit sound, and the fist wind was agitated, and the surrounding dream demons were smashed into powder with a punch, and then erased to invisible.

Dreaming, there is no need to be so restrained.

It is difficult for ordinary people to control dreams, but Qin Yuelou has the art of marrying dreams, so it is not that difficult.

The Buddha in this fantasy dream glanced at Qin Yuelou in surprise, but he stopped the Sanskrit sound, and the Arhat Bodhisattvas around him were sufficient, like the bliss of the Western Heavens, and made the mountain a spiritual mountain.

The handsome Buddha with black hair and black robe turned into a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, or as a treasure bottle hand, or as a sword hand... Each of the forty-two mudras is pinched, and the mudra held high above the head is the Buddha on the top.

The Buddha's hand on the top is like a little monk holding a moon-white monk's robe, with a white face, red lips and white teeth, and a little golden light on his forehead.

"Why don't you come to my bliss?" The little monk made a child's voice, but his face was also changing the appearance of all beings.

Men, women and children, demons and monsters, gods and Buddhas...

This big demon... Isn't it too much to think highly of yourself?

Such a big battle? I really don't care if I can beat it.

"Hurry into my bliss!" The little monk didn't know when he became an old monk and drank at Qin Yuelou.

In an instant, countless ribbons fluttered, and the pink beauty showed what it was to fly next to Qin Yuelou.

Qin Yuelou looked at the big Buddha without squinting, and then glanced at the pink beauty flying beside her.

If the pink beauties turn into white bones, half of their faces are red and half of their faces are dry, and the pink beauties are old, but now if they are covered with white bones, people can't be interested.

Ignoring these red, pink and white bones, Qin Yuelou looked at the big Buddha demon who was using layers of means, but the so-called image of bliss was nothing more than this in Qin Yuelou's eyes, the so-called soldiers would block the water and cover the earth, and Qin Yuelou always had a way to break it.

The wine pond meat forest is corrupted in an instant, giving birth to maggots and flies, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, rolling waves flowing eastward.

Mountains of gold and silver, treasures are piled up, as if they have existed for thousands of years, and they will be scattered with weathering powder as soon as they are born.

The wife is beside her, the beautiful concubine is below, and the descendants are old and yellow, such as doing white bones.

···

With all kinds of illusions, Qin Yuelou had no indulgence on his face, just indifference.

He was also holding back the fire in his heart, and he was inexplicably caught by you, where can I find reason? I can't kill you? What's more, in this dream world, you are just dreaming, I have the art of marrying dreams, can I be afraid that you will not succeed?

"What bliss? How can there be bliss in this world? The so-called bliss should be peaceful,

The so-called bliss should be the joy of two loves, not sad and not abandoned, this is great joy.

The so-called bliss should be the beauty in all the ordinary, these are the bliss,

Instead of the illusions you have cast here to deceive people, the pie you have painted is really as if there is some serious illness. ”

Qin Yuelou stared at the big Buddha demon and expressed his own opinions.

"So you're not a Buddha, you should be a Bo Shun."

Bo Xun once said to the Buddha: At the end of the Dharma, my son and my grandson are monks, put on your robe, destroy your Dharma, have the name of a monk, and practice the way of demons.

When the big Buddha demon heard this, he still smiled compassionately, and the delicate little monk in the white monk robe on his head was silent.

The main body of the big Buddha demon should be the little monk, and the little monk should correspond to the big demon suppressed by Lanruo Temple in reality.

Is it no wonder that the Lanruo Temple was relocated, and the monks' minds gathered to give birth to it, can it not damage the Dharma? Can you really leave the house and be empty?

The great desires of men and women who eat and drink, and the desires in people's hearts, are not so empty.

But Qin Yuelou couldn't think of one thing, it turned out that demons also need to sleep?

Just like Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, did I dream of butterflies, or did butterflies dream of me?

So who was Qin Yuelou dreaming of this Buddha demon? Or did this Buddha dream of Qin Yuelou?

In this land of nothingness, everything that falls into dreams is in a common illusion, and cause and effect seem to have no solution, whether it is good or bad.

The inverted effect can also be reversed under the cause and effect, which is a cycle of positive and negative unresolved.

He was originally based on the dream realm, fine-tuning his dream marrying technique,

But the thoughts in his mind made Qin Yuelou think of layer after layer, and then, in this illusory dream realm, he began to comprehend the method, and the dream marriage technique in his hand that was ready to be fine-tuned also began to change in an unexpected but reasonable direction.

Change the body, and achieve this.

As long as my imagination is infinite, there will be nothing stronger than me in this dream.

No one knows dreams better than I do! Dreams are the "real" world constructed by the subconscious mind and imagination.

Even Nordens, the Lord of Dreams, doesn't know more about Dreams than I do!

This is the arrogance supported by the imagination, and this arrogance will also amplify the imagination again, in this fantasy dream as long as the imagination is infinite, then... This fantasy dream is invincible.

This change of battle body does not interfere with reality in any way, because this is a dream.

Dream, just let your imagination go and do it.

But the mana consumption of one's own body is also extremely huge.

However, this situation of huge mana consumption corresponds to reality.

The concept of time in the dream is extremely vague, and time can be extended in this dream, so even if the real mana is used up, the changing posture of the battle body in this dream will still be retained for a long time.

This is also known as latency in the colloquial sense.

So, what about the Big Buddha Demon? I can blow you up without making a move myself.

"Let me ask you a question, do you believe in light?"

The big Buddha demon didn't know what was going on, so he realized that something was wrong.

"It's like the sun piercing through the night..."

Where does the sound come from?

A pillar of light fell from the sky, and a huge humanoid creature of red, blue and silver jumped up from the ground and pounded on the chin of the big Buddha demon as if it had struck a dragon fist, and the big Buddha demon was sent flying out with the little monk in tow.

"This is, the Buddha of the Infinite Light of Nam."

As soon as Qin Yuelou's words fell, this giant was shining with a dazzling golden light, extremely shining.

"Nan Infinite Light Tiga Buddha once used compassion to remove a peerless demon god who was in charge of darkness, are you qualified as a Buddha demon?"

Qin Yuelou continued, the changing battle body was also endlessly improving Qin Yuelou's imagination, and at the same time, it was also improving the creations in this fantasy dream.

"Dawei Tian Infinite Light Sera Buddha, this Buddha is even more amazing, he used to be a problem boy, and he still has a villain face, but after repenting and reforming his ways, he has become more and more kind, but his combat effectiveness is getting lower and lower, but it is more than enough to beat you."

The two Buddhas of Light glanced at each other, and then launched a powerful subduing method against the Buddha.

All the methods of the Buddha Demon seemed to have been suppressed, and it had no effect on the two dream creations, the Tiga Buddha turned red, and the Sera Buddha seemed to be wearing some kind of armor, and there was a sword in his hand, and his body was shining like white gold.

“··· Smile in the face of danger, dreams come true will not be far away..."

The smooth punches and the red punches full of vigor fell one after another, in which the punches and kicks did not need to be repeated.

Then there were two rays of immeasurable light that pierced through the body of the Buddha and demon.

"Don't underestimate me, I also killed the Ruler of Darkness with the Buddha of Tiga." Qin Yuelou said, and also threw a punch.

Seriously, hit the iron punch.

Immediately after, this big Buddha demon exploded.

The two huge Buddhas of Light glanced at Qin Yuelou, nodded, and then also turned into light.

"Come on, my junior."

"If you want to surpass me, you still have 20,000 years to go."

“··· Pluck up courage and move forward firmly, and miracles will surely happen. ”

Dreaming, imagination is strong, and it is normal, men are teenagers until they die, and Qin Yuelou has believed in light all his life.

Whether it is the darkness or the demons in people's hearts, they may have the upper hand for a while, but the light will always suppress the darkness and pull out the demons.

Therefore, even if it is taken off the shelves, the light still exists in the hearts of everyone who believes in the light;

It's obviously a science fiction work that leads people to goodness and makes people think, but why, some people are dissatisfied with this? Is it because you don't have that depth of thought? Or is it arrogant because of ignorance? Or are you afraid that your children will not be easy to control after they have their own rational thinking?

Qin Yuelou didn't understand, and he didn't understand, why the more time went forward, the more he could encounter such a thing?

Human beings will always gradually lose something important, and even the Buddha and the gods cannot save all people.

People are very intelligent and have upward strength; But he is also ignorant and full of self-destructive tendencies.

Therefore, people can only save themselves forever; Or self-destruct.

The time for this change of battle body has also arrived, and it seems that the time for Nanhuaxiang in the outside world has also arrived.

Qin Yuelou opened his eyes.

He was still in the basement, and the faint scent of Nanhua was also dissipating.

Standing up, Qin Yuelou sensed the mana in his body, and there was only one-fifth left, which seemed to be more than the strength of the real martial arts, so it could be seen that his mana was really not enough.

"Huangliang Huaxu is the master of the big dream, and the dream of my lord is up and down."

Qin Yuelou felt something, so he decided on the name of this changing battle body.

"Why don't you just call it... Big Dream Lord. ”sxbiquge/read/56/56829/ )