The shadow appeared so abruptly, as if it had been standing there, but none of us had ever perceived its presence before this step was taken!

No one, including Dewey, who had ever been here!

Everything here has become equally foreign to us.

Or, one step away, we unexpectedly stepped into another secret realm, a secret realm within a secret realm!

At that time, I subconsciously wanted to retreat, but suddenly I found that the soles of my feet seemed to have roots, and it was difficult to move a bit.

Not only that, but an invisible force was born out of thin air that pushed me forward involuntarily!

This force is also inexplicable and strange, it does not seem to be an external force, but more like a certain impulse that suddenly bursts out from the depths of my heart, some kind of obsession to move forward!

The most worrying thing is that the internal motivation of this impulse, whether it is obsession, comes so quietly that I, as the owner of this body, have not noticed the slightest change.

People, in sudden panic, often subconsciously look for help and gain a sense of security.

I was like this, glancing to both sides in a panic, only to find that Dewey and Shen Tuye were also in this inexplicable state.

Everyone walked at a surprisingly consistent pace, and their necks were equally stiff and forward-looking, which is why I could only look at them with my peripheral vision.

However, what surprised me the most was Dewey, who had the highest strength and the deepest cultivation!

In the face of the sudden crisis, Shen Tuye was still able to communicate with me with his eyes, although it was obvious that the elements of panic and anxiety were jumping.

But Dewey fell into a complete state of distraction, but his steps were stiff as if he were walking mechanically, his eyes seemed to have lost focus, and he only looked ahead in a daze.

The gourd, which was the one that had fought with him, had shrunk to the size of two fists at some point, and was standing firmly above his head.

Presumably, I don't say this kind of style, everyone can guess it, except for the fact that there is no wrapping on the body and decorating a few leaves to make clothes, Dewey at this time is a gourd baby!

I couldn't help but make my eyes skip a beat, and it became more intense as my gaze returned, and I gradually saw the general outline of the shadow in front of me.

Can you imagine that the shadow that appeared in front of our eyes turned out to be a towering gourd mountain!

Oh my God, I felt my pupils dilated with surprise, and the sound of my heartbeat almost waking me up from my dream.

How many years have it been? In reality, the gourd baby I saw when I was a child was actually presented in another form in a dream a few years later.

Realizing all of this caused me to struggle out of the initial horror, and then turn into an inexplicable ecstasy welling up in my heart.

Since it's a gourd baby, it's easy to do, and as representatives of justice in the real world, they must not do anything wrong in their dreams, right?

What's more, I was able to walk with a gourd baby, even if Dewey didn't look the same as I remembered.

"So which gourd baby is he? the big baby with infinite strength, the second baby with clairvoyance and ears, the third baby with steel and iron bones, or ......"

With a little excitement in my heart, my eyes wandered over Dewey, as if I had met him for the first time.

In particular, the gourd on his head is the focus of my attention.

And it wasn't until this moment that I realized that I had known each other for many years, and it was not the first time I had seen Dewey's gourd, but I never remembered what color it was!

Even if it's right in front of me right now, and I'm staring at it, I can't see why.

This situation not only made it impossible for me to rely on the color of the gourd to match the identity of Dewey's specific gourd baby, but also caused me great trouble.

It seems that many things you see in your dreams, no matter how familiar they may be, can only be regarded as projections of certain things you have seen and thought in reality.

The so-called thinking during the day and dreaming at night is about that.

And although they are somewhat similar to each other, they can never be taken seriously, because two completely different things are presented in two completely different worlds, and there is no comparison at all.

The wonderful changes on my face turned into a deep incomprehension and worry in Shen Tuye's eyes.

He was a little surprised by Dewey's strange shape, but he paid more attention to me, as if I had suddenly fallen into an evil spirit.

Fortunately, this process was extremely short-lived, and when I realized that this was a dream world after all, my focus quickly shifted from Dewey to Hulu Mountain in front of me.

Since there is nothing comparable except for a slight sense of intimacy, let me take a good look at the difference between the gourd baby and the gourd mountain in this immortal world!

So, we continued on our journey quietly, and no one said anything in the process.

Of course, even if we want to say it, we can't say it, because in this process, the forced drive that I don't know whether it is an external force or an internal force is always there, and we can only move forward silently.

It is said that Wangshan runs a dead horse, and this sentence is indeed true, even in the secret realm.

In other words, this sentence has been more vividly interpreted in this immortal world.

Perhaps it is because there are more immortal cultivators in this world, and everyone often has great abilities and supernatural powers, and for various reasons, the space rules here have become more peculiar and show more unbelievable characteristics.

Space folding is pure pediatrics, space blocking and jumping is standard, many times you don't walk on it yourself, you won't understand what you're facing!

One moment like this!

We walked passively, and after the initial panic, we no longer felt the slightest uneasiness in our hearts.

In the process, time is almost eternal, and no sign of passing is felt at all.

And the space seems to have been frozen for a long time, and even if we have been walking for a long time, the gourd mountain in front of us is still so big, standing quietly.

Gradually, gradually, our minds began to become flat, like an old man who had lived for an endless time, who had long looked down on everything in the world, and nothing could disturb our minds anymore.

This is the result of the long river of rolling time, the carving of the carving knife of the cold years, and the almost endless space binding!

Suddenly, I don't know how long it took, as we took another step, the surrounding environment changed again.

The bottomless cliff is gone, the thick fog that can't be seen is gone, and the shadow of Hulu Mountain that weighs on my heart has gone......