Hearing this poem exclusive to Le Wuhui, Wang Yuetian's heart was shocked, because he knew that when this poem was read out of Le Wuhui's mouth, Le Wuhui's dream of no return that shook the entire Lingyun Continent might be about to be launched!

According to the secret records of the sect, after escaping from the hands of the Zen master of Enlightenment, this Le Wuhui hid for a long time. When he comes back out, the first thing he will do is go to the Polar Snow Country!

In the Snow Country, this Le Wuhui actually fought half of the masters of the Snow Country at that time with the strength of one person, including dozens of Jindan Realm masters and two Yuan Infant Stage masters!!

It was also that battle that completely started the name of no return to dream and no return. According to a monk who has fallen into a dream of no return, as the poem is chanted, anyone within the reach of his divine consciousness will fall into a dream. Cultivators in the dream realm will return to their most regretful moments in this life, make up for their regrets in the dream, and live their lives again.

In the battle of the Snow Country, none of the masters in the Snow Country could take the initiative to break away from the dream of no return, and one of the cultivators of the Yuan Infant Realm was trapped and died in the dream of no return!!

Although the first person in the Snow Country, who was ranked among the top ten masters, was not in the Snow Country at that time, Le Wuhui's record was enough to stand out from the crowd and shock Unai!

There is even a saying in today's rivers and lakes, that is: Eighteen years ago, the tragedy of the Heavenly Machine Crossing the Cloud Pavilion on Kongming Mountain was exactly what Le Wuhui did. Because only the dream realm of no return can it be possible to completely erase the Heavenly Opportunity Cloud Pavilion that ranks among the top ten sects overnight!

Just as Wang Yuetian was quickly thinking about the information of the Returnless Dream in his mind, a wave of divine consciousness swept over his location in a moment.

Then, Wang Yuetian only felt a mysterious light flash in front of his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the world around him had changed.

Because Wang Yuetian was essentially just in the memory of a disciple of Cangyin Building. Therefore, what he saw was the memories that the Cangyin Lou disciple had seen after he fell into a dream of no return.

It was a completely unfamiliar environment for Wang Yuetian, and the surroundings were crowded with people he didn't know, and they all congratulated him with smiles on their faces. Surrounded by everyone, he came to a big red sedan chair.

As the curtain was lifted, a woman in a red wedding dress with a graceful figure appeared in front of her.

In this way, he carried the bride off the sedan chair on his back, and worshiped heaven and earth, his parents, and husband and wife in the congratulations of everyone. Finally, let's walk into the cave together.

Inside the cave room, bright red candles ripple with the two hearts. When he lifted the bride's red hijab, the candlelight flickered, reflecting the shy girl with eyebrows like green feathers and sparkling eyes. Under the fragrance of the jade body, what reverberates is the peerless beauty who is like a flower and light and moans without disease.

A long drought is a rainy day, and a foreign country meets an old acquaintance; the night of candles in the cave room, when the title of the gold list is named!

Looking at the beautiful scenes of life that appeared in front of him, Wang Yuetian secretly frowned, and turned to look at other things around him.

There is no other reason, it's just that Wang Yuetian doesn't want to mess up his mind at this moment and make the variables regenerate. After all, he knew full well that his current situation was anything but safe!

Although the sound of warblers in his ears continued, Wang Yuetian was not disturbed by the woman, but observed the things around him more carefully.

But after observing for a while, he didn't notice anything unusual, and he even found that even the previous five-second pause was gone under this no-return dream.

Compared with the world with a slight visual pause just now, Wang Yuetian had a wonderful feeling: he felt that this dreamless dream created by Le Wuhui might be real. The real world he thinks is just a dream.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuetian felt the power of this dream of no return, and couldn't help but have a thought in his heart: If one day, he really fell into this dream of no return, what scene would he see, and what kind of life would he experience? !

Thinking about it, the scenery in front of Wang Yuetian's eyes began to blur again. Just as his mind flickered, the scene in front of him became clear again.

It didn't take long for Wang Yuetian, who had regained his consciousness, to find himself back at the mouth of the valley of Yunmeng Valley in Tianmen Mountain. At this time, the faces of the people around Taniguchi were either stupid or smiling. Obviously, everyone in Cangyin Building fell into a dream of no return just now.

Seeing this infatuation on everyone's faces, Wang Yuetian couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and he kept the feeling in this dream of no return firmly in his heart!

Just when Wang Yuetian was secretly alert, an old but majestic voice came into his ears.

"Why did you leave without a return?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuetian was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound.

But I saw that at this moment, in front of the Enlightened Master, I don't know when an old man in white appeared with a white beard.

The old man stood in front of the Zen Master of Enlightenment, but he did not show any weakness. A vague momentum emanating from his body competed with the Zen spirit of the enlightened Zen master, and he did not fall behind at all.

Feeling the bearing emanating from the old man in white, and looking at the admiration of the people around him for the old man, Wang Yuetian already knew in his heart that this old man in white was Le Wuhui's father, the owner of Cangyin Building, Le Kongming!!

Sure enough, just when Wang Yuetian was thinking about it, the Zen Master of Enlightenment had already replied:

"Ling Lang's mind has been completed, and his obsession is difficult to solve. If the heart is not there, what is the use of staying?"

When the old man in white heard this, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly. What he hates the most in his life is playing meditation with the monks of Miaofa Temple. If it weren't for the sake of Wuhui's net worth this time, he would never have sent Wuhui to the Myofa Temple.

Just when Le Kongming wanted to get up and chase after Le Wuhui, who had not gone far, he heard the Enlightenment Master on the side say again:

"The reason why the lord of the Lelou is willing to send Ling Lang to my Miaofa Temple is just that Mo Jian Jun.

Now, Ling Lang has cultivated the last consciousness and reached the realm of the true self, and his understanding of illusion has also reached a new level. If it weren't for Ling Lang's lack of killing intent, just that one move would be enough to make everyone within a radius of ten miles willingly trapped in his dream.

With this illusion method that penetrates the way of reality and reality, even one day, that ink sword monarch learns the truth of the incident and finds Ling Lang. Ling Lang may not lose to that ink sword monarch again. ”

Hearing the words of the Enlightened Master, Le Kongming's body couldn't help but stagnate, and he asked the Enlightened Master with a hint of shock:

"Is it true that Wu Hui's move just now that even Mo Jianjun can trap it?"

When the Master of Enlightenment heard this, he first nodded, then shook his head, and said:

"For Mo Jianjun, who had a perfect sword heart before, even Ling Lang's move just now may still be difficult to trap him in a dream for a long time. But for Mo Jianjun, who was already cracked in his heart, this move would probably be the most difficult move in his life to deal with. Because, strictly speaking, anyone who falls into Ling Lang's dream, the opponent they are fighting against is no longer Ling Lang, but their own inner !!"

After saying this, the master of enlightenment couldn't help but be stunned, and he sighed secretly in his heart: Isn't it that the happiness of being able to create such a dream is not that he can't win his own persistence. A peerless genius like Le Wuhui, if he is dedicated to the Buddha, he will definitely be able to achieve positive results one day. It's a pity... It's a pity that the scars left in his heart by the Ink Sword Monarch are too deep, if he can't pass the hurdle of the Ink Sword Monarch himself, then he will never be able to penetrate the true meaning of the empty door and cultivate the Alaya Consciousness.

Thinking of this, the Enlightened Master couldn't help but look in the direction of Le Wuhui's departure again. Looking at Le Wuhui's smaller and smaller back and sighing, he couldn't help but sigh and said:

"Help you find your true self, but make an idiot... ”

With this sigh, the Zen Master of Enlightenment slowly stood up, quietly passed the Le Kongming in front of him, and walked in the opposite direction of Le Wuhui.

Under the reflection of the sunset, the figure of the enlightened master became smaller and smaller in the eyes of everyone, and the only thing that still lingered in everyone's ears was the last voice of his trip:

"One thought is the Buddha, and the Buddha is the Buddha. Amitabha.. Good, good, good... ”