There is one thing to say, after being surprised, Qin Yang thought about it for a while, what was there to be surprised about, among the twelve divisions, two and a half were women, not even half of the sky, in fact, there was still less.

People in the world have many preconceived notions, and they always feel that daughters will always be a little weaker than men, but isn't there still a saying that women don't let their eyebrows go.

The other people in the Twelve Divisions estimated that there were at most one or two who knew the true body of the Dream Master.

The big dream scripture she cultivated, with her dream entering the Tao, is even more erethereal than the illusionist, and the real body never appears, in fact, there is nothing surprising.

Thinking about the dream master I met in the sea of thoughts, he was bent on death, waiting for him to go over, and it was estimated that he was treating him as a tool man.

Judging from the current situation, his transcendence will indeed allow the deceased, in the realm of the dead, to directly cross many processes.

The entire realm of the dead is set by sentient beings, and before the realm of the dead appeared, someone had already set some things to make these things the default thing for everyone.

Then, whether the realm of the dead appears or not has no big impact on their preparations.

But these, Qin Yang actually doesn't care too much, judging from the current situation, the realm of the dead seems to be very large, he can't dominate everything, what he wants, now he actually has it, how to develop in the future, who will take what benefits, he can't stop it, and he doesn't plan to stop it.

Talking about fighting for authority, it's just forcing the dreamer to come out, and it's really a casual thing.

The Dream Master appeared directly, which proves that the Dream Master really wants to control this part of the thing.

This also proves that there is such a thing as authority in the realm of the dead.

And the word authority, the word that binds to it is called a deity.

To be honest, Qin Yang didn't have a good impression of the gods at all.

Of the bigwigs he had seen now who had existed in ancient times, no matter what his temperament was, no matter what his position, none of them had a good impression of the gods.

And the two Heavenly Emperors he dealt with from the side did not leave a good impression on him.

"Are you going to become a god?"

"I just don't want to see people, the dream is unreal, but it's a little more real than reality.

My true body, a long, long time ago, was martyred, I incarnate the Tao with my own body, into the dream path, at this moment the realm of the dead opened, I am the dream of the way.

No one can take away the authority of the Dream Path here, I don't want to be that kind of god, I'm not like them. ”

The dream master said to himself, speaking confidently.

Qin Yang pursed his lips.

"Pull it down, if you're really so confident, really like what you say, why do you care about me?

Look at the one who scares you, with the heart of a villain in the belly of a gentleman, am I the kind of person who takes the favor of others?

It's not fully evolved here, you have the authority to fool others, and you still want to trick me, when I eat dry rice?"

"What do you want?"

"No, I just want to ask you something, the dream master in the sea is your incarnation?"

"Oh, that's my dream body, I usually use that when I see outsiders, I don't want to use my real body to see people. The dream master secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she had nothing to hide about these problems.

"What about Wang Baiqiang, who was pulled out by you to block the gun?"

“他啊，本来是我的一个梦身的后人，可是，他不知道怎么的，觉醒了天赋，拥有了我那个梦身的能力，不过他跟我没什么关系，也不是我的化身。 ”

"It means that what I went to see just now is indeed Wang Baiqiang?

"Dream ......" The dream master pondered these two words and nodded: "It's quite appropriate, it is indeed a dream, what he dreamed of is indeed you, all living beings have thoughts and intentions, this world is evolved from this, with dreams as a bridge, it is indeed possible, but I haven't tried it, I don't like to contact people." ”

"How much do you know about the realm of the dead and the layout of the ancient dungeon?"

"I don't know, after I was martyred, I existed in the dreams of all living beings, wandered in the dreams of all living beings, and accidentally knew the layout of the ancient underworld, so I followed and participated. ”

"......" Qin Yang sighed.

He now thinks that the dream master is the image in front of him, and the character in front of him is quite normal.

This thing is simply a typical epic autistic dead house, for the outside world, outside people, very resistant, if there is no absolute necessity, she may not contact outsiders for the rest of her life, do not talk to outsiders.

So she gave up the real world and sank into the illusion of dreams.

From then on, dreams were real to her.

Thinking about it carefully, I'm afraid that only in this way, she has done one thing to the extreme, plus she has talent herself, can she enter the Tao with her dreams.

"Okay, don't look at me, I really won't rob you, look at the scare you. ”

Seeing that the dream master seemed to be a little vigilant, Qin Yang pursed his lips disdainfully, who would go with her to grab this kind of ghost thing, and besides, what the dream master said was right, no one could really rob her.

Not everyone can be willing to do so.

"Let me ask you another question, can you still use that bookcase to support Wang Baiqiang's dream in the future?"

"It should be possible, but only when his talent is in full swing can he dream of it. ”

"Can you dream about it?"

"Can't!" the Dream Master shook his head decisively with a wary expression.

Qin Yangquan didn't hear it, and said to himself.

"It's all yours here, and I don't want any of it.

But if I need your help with my dreams, you can help me deliver a message, and it's all right.

This is a small thing that can be easily done for you.

The good thing is that you have full control over the authority here, okay?"

The dream master was a little entangled, and after a long time of entanglement between completely controlling the authority and needing to meet outsiders, she nodded slowly.

"I only send a message, I don't talk to people, and I have deduced this kind of thing, I can't dream casually, it depends on luck, and even if I can, I don't know who I can dream for. ”

"It's okay, take your time, then you continue, I won't bother, farewell. ”

秦阳客气的一拱手，瞬间消失不见。

Regardless of whether it's true or not, anyway, depending on the situation, the dream master doesn't plan to talk to him so much, and she is a little unhappy to call the dream master out.

It's better to be polite, anyway, Qin Yang himself doesn't plan to control the authority here or something.

With the dream master here, no matter how much he fights, at most he will get a little leftovers, so it is better to be generous and settle the dream master's heart first.

Coming out of the dream, Qin Yang looked at the bookcase he was holding in his hand and put it away casually.

This thing is the most valuable thing he has obtained in the realm of the dead, a cross-border communication tool that is unstable from time to time, and it should theoretically be able to be used continuously.

This was very important to Qin Yang, the longer he was here, the more he could perceive that the separation from the world of the living was getting more and more serious.

Because he is now more and more insensitive to the passage of time.

He also probably understood why those guys who turned into ominous, or who died many, many years later, and still didn't go crazy, why.

Maybe for them, the millennium is just a flick of a finger, and they don't feel anything at all.

If they are all like the living, they can feel the passage of time day by day, but they can't do anything, they say that tens of thousands of years, hundreds of years have passed, and those who are not crazy are giants.

Qin Yang himself didn't remember how long he had been here, whether it was two or three hundred years or four or five hundred years.

If he continues like this, he may really wait until the day when he is good enough to be resurrected, and what he will see when he returns may already be a completely strange world.

Looking at the void world full of light balls in front of him, Qin Yang was thinking about how to move forward.

Then he saw a rainbow bridge appear at his feet, guiding him forward.

Qin Yang was happy, yes, this was disliked, and the dream master took the initiative to send him away.

Along the rainbow bridge, all the way forward, everything around him began to retreat rapidly, and finally turned into a misty band of light, and before he could feel anything, his feet had already stepped on the ground.

Looking back, there is an endless sea of clouds, through the gap in the clouds, I see the earth below, which seems to be the land of Yellow Springs.

And where you stand at your feet is a huge floating island.

Qin Yang squatted on the edge, looked at it for a long time, pondered for a long time, and suddenly lost a smile.

It turned out that the void full of balls of light could not be reached by walking out of the Yellow Spring at all.

After walking through the Yellow Spring, what you should come to is the floating island at your feet.

was able to enter there, probably because of the method of frame dropping, he walked out of the Yellow Spring, and it happened that he would dream of the true scriptures, so after the frame dropped, he fell directly into the transition world of the dream.

To put it simply, when he drilled the loophole, he accidentally pierced the mold.

The Dream Master didn't like to see him very much, and he was still a little nervous, but he could be considered to have completely figured it out.

Ordinary necromancers can't enter there at all, and if they can enter there, they naturally have the hope of being qualified to seize the authority there.

Qin Yang went to open the storybook and took a look, and sure enough, there was no record of it in the storybook at all, as if it didn't exist there.

After taking out the book case and looking at it, there was no change, and I tried to enter the dream technique.

It is true that you can go in, but after entering, it is a pure white world, there is nothing, and the gate representing Wang Baiqiang's dream has not appeared, and the dream master is gone.

He really hadn't thought about Wang Baiqiang to the dream master before.

A dream body of the dream master, the descendants left behind, became Mengke's family, and then later, it became Meng Ke, and then it became the surname Meng, spreading all over the world, and developing to this day, there are so many Meng surnames in the world, and no one knows whether Mengke still exists.

How could he have thought that a person surnamed Wang would be a clansman surnamed Meng.

Can't contact Wang Baiqiang, Qin Yang can only regretfully give up temporarily, after all, being able to make cross-border contact is a big opportunity, the signal is not good or something, you can't force it.

Squatting on the edge of the floating island, he pondered for a while, and suddenly, Qin Yang's expression moved, his ears moved, and he turned to look into the depths of the floating island.

Faintly, he seemed to hear something.

After using the trick of thinking words, capturing all the details around him, and eliminating all the others, he captured the subtle cow bark.

The roar of the mooing cows, connected together, seems to have a herd of cows roaring, and the penetrating power is extremely strong.

Qin Yang's body turned around, his body floated into the air, and with enough eyesight, he looked away, and he didn't see anything.

"The Cow's Roar ......"

Qin Yang muttered to himself, and couldn't help but open his mind.

"It can't be a bull's head, isn't it, the ancient dungeon is different from the dungeon in my impression, and this realm of the dead is completely different from my impression, I haven't heard of a bull's head before, where is the cow's roar?"

If you want to say a cow roar, forget it, there may be some necromancer who is a bull demon, but if you have a group, where did the bull demon come from so powerful, a group can appear and cross the Yellow Spring to come here.

It's not like they can jump over the bitter sea and the yellow spring and parachute here.

Don't talk nonsense, if any bunch of cattle can be parachuted here, he has worked so hard to come here.

I didn't touch anything along the way, and there seemed to be no danger here.

After flying for three days, I saw a very eye-catching red in the distance.

A giant tree hundreds of feet high stands in this barren world.

The trunk of the giant tree is straight, the crown is thousands of feet wide, and the leaves are shaped like maple leaves, and the color is also like maple leaves, but the kind of red seems to be soaked in blood, and it is extremely dazzling.

A strong wind passed through, the branches swayed with the wind, and the sound that seemed to be the roar of a herd of cows, but with great penetrating power, also appeared.

Hearing the voice, Qin Yang immediately felt his heart swaying, and he felt a sense of panic inexplicably.

A moment later, the strong wind turned into a breeze, carrying a strange fragrance from afar.

香气不浓烈，有一丝蜜糖的香气，又带着一丝檀香，似乎还有一丝花香，一丝清新的草木香，那香味仿若萦绕鼻尖，久久不散。

With the fragrance pouring in, Qin Yang inexplicably gave birth to an illusion that he was beginning to recover.

Qin Yang didn't rush forward, and continued to flip through the storybook first.

Find the content that corresponds to it.

Soon, I flipped to a setting that was still flashing.

"There are different trees in the mountain, the shape is like a maple, the sound vibrates like a cow's roar, the fragrance is thousands of miles, and it lasts for a long time. ”

It's the same as not saying, important information, not at all.

This kind of weeds can't grow out of the broken place, and a tree grows, and the brain-dead know that this tree must be some great treasure.

Sure enough, when Qin Yang approached the vicinity of this tree, he saw that there were already many necromancers who had come first, and they were in a state of confrontation here.

They don't know what the tree is, and it doesn't stop them from fighting.

Qin Yang didn't get too close, looked around, and pursed his lips.

are all dead, and they have to fight with the necromancers for treasures, and in the end, nine times out of ten, it is the old rule, whoever has the big fist has the final say, and this is not still to fight.

He doesn't like to fight with people.

When he retreated for a distance, feeling that he couldn't hear the roar of the cow very clearly, and he wouldn't smell the strange fragrance all the time, Qin Yang casually found a hill to sit there, closed his eyes, left a little conscious defense, and then got into the sea and began to study the storybook.

He has figured out the routine of the storybook, and when he shows the setting, sometimes it is not fully displayed, or in other words, it is impossible to show all the details.

Qin Yang speculated that it may be that what is shown is the most basic setting, and the rest is determined after continuous adjustment in evolution.

These things, Qin Yang called hidden settings.

He couldn't tell directly what the hidden setting was.

However, he can try, and use the simplest exhaustive method to test little by little.

Before the setting is completely set, he can follow the original setting direction and complete the setting.

If it doesn't fit the hidden setting, it's definitely not acceptable.

What can be accepted and manifest must not contradict the hidden setting at all, or, what is manifested, is itself the original hidden setting.

Qin Yang doesn't have much to do now, it's just a lot of time, try it slowly.

Anyway, those people love to fight, so let's fight, if they really die, they are not afraid of death, and they don't want to think about it, what is completely beneficial and harmless in this broken place?

None of them, basically something dangerous.

The cow's roar, although I didn't feel any harm now, but the feeling of being frightened couldn't be faked.

And the strange fragrance, who knows if the lurker is in danger.

Moreover, he first killed for a long time and monopolized the tree, how to use it?

Is it chopped down as wood?

If you cut down a tree, you will die on the spot.

Or can the leaves be used in medicine?

It could also be something that seems beneficial, but is actually highly toxic.

Who knows?

Nobody knows.

Qin Yang has a great interest in this tree, but he has no interest in fighting life and death.

If you have this time, let's supplement the setting first, and use the exhaustive method to try out the bottom of this tree little by little.

Qin Yang retreated, but the necromancers who were confronting over there didn't care, they wished that all the necromancers were so knowledgeable.

A firstborn with two horns, a human body with a bull's nose, looks like a very loyal demon, and the urn is angry.

"This tree can make a roar of a cow, I listened to it for a long time, and I can barely understand a little, the birth of this tree has a lot to do with the ancestors of my bull demon clan, I can go and try it first. ”

"It's really hard for a beast to speak when a man stands up. In the distance, a Terran necromantic sneered unceroniously.

Battles are indispensable in any world, and they are on the verge of breaking out.