We can't trust our feelings, because they often deceive us, and the objective world doesn't necessarily really exist as it is.

People with mental illness have hallucinations in their eyes, but they believe that they are real, and that the sensory organs have deceived them, and possibly us.

In dreams, we still believe that there is something real in front of us, but the dream is just an illusion, just a mirror, maybe at this moment we are in a dream, and we have no way to draw a clear line between waking and dreaming.

Reality, like the demon of deception, has built a "mirror country" for me, when in fact reality can be so desolate that it is even unbearable.

So, can't the so-called dream paradise be another reality?

In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, lifelike butterflies. Self-metaphor is suitable for the will! I don't know how to do it. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. I don't know if Zhou's dream is a butterfly? Butterfly Dream for the Week? Zhou and butterflies must be separated, which is called materialization.

Beyond this earthly world, there may be a Creator who has done his best to create a dream world that deceives the sleeping world, and even constructs a dream world that seems completely real to his own brain—the sky, the atmosphere, the earth, the colors, and the sounds.

Even in this dream, the Creator has forged a complete picture of the world—arms, eyes, flesh, blood, and even the senses—none of which is not as "real."

After doing this, the Creator even pioneered the mathematics and logic of this dream world.

Is the world just an illusion imposed on us for some sinful purpose? And our so-called personal experience is nothing more than a prank orchestrated by the Creator, and the real sense of nothingness makes the Creator satisfy people's fantasies to a certain extent.

There is reincarnation in the world, it is not false, but this reincarnation is not reincarnation in the sense that ordinary people understand, but false, but it also exists.

Because it's not the people who are reincarnated, it's the story, it's the story of the man!

Ye Fan in the dream, Ye Fan who is between dream and reality, Ye Fan who keeps dreaming back to the past in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Reincarnation Lotus, chasing the butterfly unconsciously.

He crossed the ancient era, followed the historical context, kept walking, went through the red dust and hundreds of catastrophes, there is a certain story in the cycle of time, the ups and downs of the coffin in Kowloon, he dreamed of the brother of the ruthless emperor, and also dreamed of other existences that set off with the coffin of Kowloon.

At this moment, he is Ye Fan, and he is also the person in the story of those who set off in the Nine Dragons coffin, it seems to be a dream, from one dream to another, the intertwining of dreams and dreams, big dreams for eternity, eternal into nothing. Ye Fan forgot about himself, forgot that it was just a dream, and when he looked back, he stumbled but fell into a dream.

A gray-haired man appeared, his face wrinkled and his body was filled with an aura of incomparably sad sorrow, as if the whole world was silent and he was the only one, and he let out a mournful cry as soon as he appeared.

It's too strong, even if he has witnessed the Holy Body of Dacheng, but this old man should be one of the best existences in the Holy Body of Dacheng.

"It's gone, you're all gone from me—"

That kind of voice made Ye Fan feel empathy, when he stared at it, an old but familiar face met his eyes, which made him a little frightened, what happened to this person, why did he show such a side? Why do you make yourself so familiar again?!

This Great Saint Body screamed in grief, and the golden blood qi on his body actually evolved into a sea of gold, and his fist power was earth-shattering.

It was hard to imagine what had happened to this Great Cheng Holy Body, as if he was going to penetrate the heavens and reverse his life's hatred, and when Ye Fan was even more surprised, the fist intent that shook the heavens and the earth actually hit him.

"I want to break the immortal, reverse the ancient and the modern, turn the world, and turn everything around!"

That statue is inviolable, and the golden-colored blood qi has vibrated through the ages, and there is a kind of invincible power.

Everything ended with a loud bang, and this sad Dacheng Holy Body turned into countless fragments, which made Ye Fan very uncomfortable, because this Dacheng Holy Body roared and died of discouragement before it died.

"There is no enemy, I am my own enemy, fight with myself! But I still lost and turned everything around. No—"

There was a feeling of dizziness, and Ye Fan seemed to have a lot of pictures flashing in front of him, but he didn't seem to see anything, and facial features began to grow on his originally chaotic face.

"I am." Ye Fan muttered softly, as if he remembered something, but in an instant, he fell into a dream.

A supreme being appeared, and he was even more powerful than the old Great Eucharist.

It's too strong!

Take the initiative to enter the forbidden gods, put the immortal material on your head, and step on the forbidden field. Heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts worship the emperor together, and he is a person like him!

The last Gu Tianzun in the Mythological Age came to abandon all divine arts, laws, and even Taoism, and disappeared. When he reappeared in the world, he was a baby, born and raised, just after he came into the world, swallowing the essence of all things in the universe, extremely honored, incomparable, and unprecedented.

Immortal Phoenix, True Dragon, Kunpeng, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, White Tiger. Too many legendary creatures manifested around this person and surrounded him, the Great Dao was singing for this person, the heavens and the earth were surrendering to this person's feet, the gods of the heavens were praising him, and the demon lords of the ten lands were all bowing and surrendering.

The emperor stood lonely in the realm of the two realms, his eyes flowing with dark emotions, his heart full of weak and ruthless emotions, looking down on the vast land, and laying out countless years.

"Looking down at the eternals, refining a furnace, this world has become my ding, and I will take you to become immortals."

The powerful emperor spat out his words, and Ye Fan's face became more and more obvious, and became clearer, as if he was going to wake up completely from his dream in the next moment.

But stepping on the realm of reality and illusion, a figure actually walked towards Ye Fan on the illusion, this person actually has a quality very similar to the emperor, as if he has stepped on the avenue of heaven and earth under his feet, and he is invincible in the world.

A breath of the Mother of All Things rose and fell on this person's head, and he was surrounded by the runes of the Endless Dao, and the Dao trembled around him.

This person carried his hands behind his back, as if he had stepped on the ancient and modern future, the divine light in his eyes made people dare not force his eyes, and he faintly opened his mouth as if the avenue was roaring for him, and even the emperor was trampled under his feet.

"I am the Emperor of Heaven, and I should kill all enemies in the world!"

Under the Bodhi tree, enlightenment created the Heavenly Emperor Fist, fought the group of heroes into the forbidden realm, and the endless thunder sea broke into the imperial palace alone. The scenes were like reality, Ye Fan seemed to see another life of his own, and he actually felt that he had two perspectives, one for himself and the other for this Heavenly Emperor.

(End of chapter)