In the following time, Fang Zong practiced in the cave into the dream scroll, and when he encountered something he couldn't understand, he would ask the interpretation in the dream god bead, and whenever this time, the interpretation would patiently explain to him one by one.

Xie Yu is like a competent master, no matter what doubts Fang Zong has, she can answer them fluently.

The more he looked at it, the more Fang Zong felt that this dream scroll was powerful, this was definitely a terrifying exercise. Once cultivated, you can keep yourself in a state of half-dreaming and half-awake, which is different from the state of falling asleep, when you are in the state of half-dreaming and half-awake described in the dream scroll, if you leave half of your consciousness in the dream, and the power of the dream is wonderful, immersed in the dream, time often becomes meaningless, in the dream for a thousand years, maybe the reality is only a breath.

This may be the power of the Dream God Technique, which can improve one's own understanding in the dream realm, and can also rely on the power of the dream to find the flaws of the other party in the duel with others, and even, can pull other people's souls and even bodies into his dreams, and in his dreams, he is almost invincible.

With such a perverted technique, it was no wonder that it was so difficult to practice, but Fang Zong was even more enthusiastic about it, and the more he understood the horror of the Dream God Technique, the more eager he was to practice this dream scroll.

For several days, Fang Zong was concentrating on studying the scroll of dreams. Every morning, he didn't even eat breakfast, so he ran out and came to this cave to study, and studied until dark, until the interpretation reminded him that he would not think of going home. But when Fang Zong, who returned home, was almost full of the content of the dream scroll, and even muttered to himself "dream into a dream" when he was sleeping, which frightened Fang Qing and Liu Nan.

In the past few days, Zong'er has been stunned, and Liu Nan even suspects that he has fallen into evil from time to time.

So, the two discussed, and finally Fang Qing decided to follow Fang Zong the next day to see why he became the way he is now.

In the early morning of the next day, Fang Zong got up early, got dressed and walked out of the house, and Fang Qing, who had been waiting for a long time, also quietly followed.

Fang Qing was also a master of the Body Refining Realm in Daqing Mountain, and with his skills, he followed Fang Zong, who had no cultivation, naturally without showing any traces, and was far away, and had been quietly following behind Fang Zong.

Early in the morning, the pale blue sky was a little overcast, the mist in the mountains lingered, and the sound of dew dropping gently on the weeds on the roadside was clear to the ears.

Fang even had no idea that Daddy was following him behind him, walking briskly through the mountains and forests, and sometimes knocking down the weeds on both sides of the stone path with a wicked taste, as if he was very happy.

Soon, he came to the cave and began to continue his practice of the Dream Scroll.

Today's Fang Zong has basically memorized the content of the dream scroll, but remembering it is still necessary to comprehend it. Since yesterday, he has been taught by Xie Yu to begin the lowest level of dreaming.

According to the commentary, although he is half-asleep and half-awake, he also has to experience the extreme of dreaming and waking up, so Fang Zong must experience the ultimate dream and the ultimate reality, so that he can deepen his understanding of the dream scroll.

Outside the cave, Fang Qing quietly poked his head out to watch, but saw his son Fang Zong sitting cross-legged in the cave, his hands on his knees, as if an old monk was in a meditation, his eyes closed.

Fang Qing can be regarded as half a cultivator, seeing Fang Zong's appearance, he naturally knows that it is a posture of meditation and cultivation, but Zong'er clearly can't practice, but looking at his appearance, he seems to be immersed in it.

"What the hell is going on?" Fang Qing wondered in his heart.

He didn't break into the cave, because he knew very well that in his cultivation, he was most afraid of being disturbed, and if he was not careful, people in cultivation would often go mad because of the divergence of spiritual energy. Therefore, although he knew in his heart that Fang Zong could not cultivate, he did not dare to rashly break into the cave.

But in an instant, Fang Qing thought of another possibility, could it be that some master was pointing out his son? He remembered that Zhan Lao had said that some immortal masters would often look for the heirs of the mantle in person, but in the process of cultivating, they would often hide their identities, and these masters would not show up until they had to, just so that their disciples could rely on their own skills to break through the world.

Could it be that Zong'er is also favored by some immortal master?

When Fang Qing thought about this, he became a little excited at that time, if this was the case, Fang Zong would not only have no worries about his life, but he could also continue to cultivate, and even worship a better immortal gate than Tsing Yi Sect.

Thinking of this, Fang Qing finally hesitated for a moment, but decided to leave.

He thinks that if there is really a master of the Xianmen who looks at Fang Zong, but he appears outside the cave, isn't it equivalent to becoming a thief who eavesdrops on secrets? In this way, when the master is angry, he will kill himself, which is also a trivial matter, and he is afraid that he will no longer pay attention to Zong'er and walk away, so that Zong'er's original hope will be shattered again.

After all these years, he can't bear the pain of losing hope anymore!

In the dream world of Oneiroi Zhu, in a gorgeous palace, Xie Yu was dressed in green clothes, with a jade hand supporting her head, half leaning on a soft couch, and the other hand was holding an apple that she had eaten most of it.

Two or three meters away in front of Xie Yu, there was a huge bronze mirror floating, and a man's figure was revealed on the bronze mirror, it was none other than Fang Qing!

It turned out that Fang Qing's every move was under the watchful eye of Xie Yu.

Seeing Fang Qing finally leave, Xie Yu grinned and said, "I didn't expect the stupid master's father to be quite smart, fortunately he didn't come in, otherwise it would be troublesome!" As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and flicked it forward, and the picture on the bronze mirror suddenly changed.

But seeing Fang Zong's figure appear in the picture, he was being chased and killed by a big python in a mountain forest at this time......

"Ahhh......h Help!"

Fang Zong shouted in embarrassment, and fled forward with enough strength to eat, and behind him, a golden python ten zhang long and as thick as six square verticals was chasing after him.

Xie Yu shook his head in disappointment and said, "It's really stupid, it's obviously your dream, but you're still afraid of this thing?"

Fang Zong, who was being chased frantically, didn't hear Xie Yu's words, and ran forward in a panic, before he fell asleep, he heard Xie Yu say that he was going to have a small test today, he thought it was a simple task, but he didn't expect her to actually ask herself to kill this golden python.

Suddenly looked back at the hundred-meter-long insect, two huge lantern-like eyes stared at him, the blood-devouring giant mouth opened, and the almost suffocating fishy smell came to his face, Fang Zong could still feel the saliva splashing out of its mouth as it crawled.

Such a terrible python, how could he possibly kill?

Every time he stopped, the python would rush at a speed that was beyond his ears, and every time it almost bit his body.

Even in a dream, this golden python is terrifying!

Xie Yu really couldn't stand it, and as soon as his mind moved, the next second, he appeared in the picture of the bronze mirror.

When Fang Zong saw Xie Yu appear, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, panting and running over, shouting as he ran: "Sister Xie Yu, help!"

"Uh-huh...... Do you want me to save you?" Xie Yu showed a mischievous smile, clapped his palms, and then pointed behind Fang Zong, and said, "Stupid master, look at your back!"

Fang Zong looked back and saw that there was originally only one golden python behind him, but after Xie Yu clapped his hands, it immediately turned into two!

"Remember, this is your dream!" Xie Yu left only these words, and the figure disappeared, returning to the gorgeous palace.

"Sister Jieyu, are you going to kill me?" Fang Zong screamed and fled, but he suddenly found that the mountains and forests that he had originally used to hide from the golden python suddenly disappeared and turned into a thousand miles of orange and yellow desert.

In the sand, Fang Zong's footsteps slowed down a lot all of a sudden, on the contrary, the two golden pythons behind him did not slow down, and they crawled towards Fang Zong at high speed.

Seeing the two bloody mouths rushing towards him, Fang Zong was terrified, and suddenly remembered what Xie Yu had just said, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He remembered the words in the dream scroll: Dream is illusory, the way is me, born from the heart and changed from the heart.

Two blood basins pounced on Fang Zong's body, he didn't avoid it, standing there, when the golden python made contact with Fang Zong's body, the bodies of the two giant pythons turned into a swarm of butterflies, passed through Fang Zong's body, and flew into the sky.

He stretched out a finger, and one of the butterflies flew up and landed on it, its beautiful wings flickering slightly, very beautiful. Fang Zong shook slightly, and the butterfly flew away.

That's right, all this is the result of his dream, when he stubbornly stops running away, the two pythons are no longer terrifying, on the contrary, if he thinks that they are not only not terrible, but also very weak, he can even catch them in his hands and play with them in a thought.

It was the first time Fang Zong felt the power of a dream, with just a snap of his fingers, the surrounding desert could turn into a mountain forest, this feeling of omnipotence was too wonderful, but he didn't seem to be addicted to it, because no matter how beautiful this dream was, it would not be real.

"Sister Xie Yu, have you already experienced this feeling?" Fang Zong looked to the side, Xie Yu didn't know when she had come to Fang Zong's side, she directly threw Fang Zong an apple, and said with a smile: "Taste it, this is a reward for you!"

Fang Zong thought, what could the things in the dream taste like? It wasn't that there was no taste, or rather, he could taste whatever he wanted.

However, when he took a bite of the apple, the sweet and delicious juice splashed out from between his teeth, and he actually tasted the flesh of the apple in his mouth, the texture, the taste, the aroma, and even the touch, which were almost the same as reality.

No, it should be said that this apple tastes better than it actually is.

Fang Zong believed that if he told Daddy and Auntie about eating apples in his dream, they would probably think he was crazy. But the truth is that this apple exists like this, and, even more peculiarly, it is obviously his dream, but it cannot make this apple disappear.

Needless to say, this must be the power of Sister Jieyu.

"Wow, this Dream God Recipe is too powerful, isn't it?Sister Jieyu, who is your first master? Could it be that Zhan Lao said that he is the invincible Isle Master of Yew Island in the world?" Fang Zong took another bite of the apple and excitedly asked about the founder of this Dream God Technique, he was really curious, what kind of character could create such a shocking exercise.

But after a pause, he turned his head with a disdainful smile and said, "What the hell is the owner of Yew Island, this kind of goods is not qualified to lift shoes for my master." Okay, don't ask, wake up!

It seemed that because Fang Zong asked about the sad matter, Xie Yu's face suddenly became gloomy, and he was still a little angry.

If the first master of Jieyu was still alive, how could he be the next five new masters? Fang Zong would not be the current master of Jieyu now.

"Alas, I'm so stupid!" Fang Zong slapped himself hard after waking up from his dream.