"Husband!"

Xiu'er leaned on Lin Nuo's shoulder, she had always been cold and elegant, her face was already full of tears at this time, and her slender jade hand like mutton fat jade stroked the Shenyuan crystal that sealed Lin Yan and was about to be completely solidified, with a look of reluctance.

"I really want to watch Yan'er grow up step by step, without asking him to cultivate to be invincible in the world, even if it is just to watch him go through his life peacefully, I can be satisfied!"

Xiu'er's palms were clenched tightly, perhaps because she was too hard, and the joints looked a little white.

"But such a simple wish has now become a luxury!"

Lin Nuo was silent, and the next moment, his mind moved, and his consciousness entered the inner universe, and he communicated with the Daode Tianzun clone for a moment.

"Xiu'er, I have a magical power, called a dream of a thousand autumns, which can construct a world of consciousness between the real and the unreal, and can pull people's consciousness into it. There, everything is no different from the real world, if you want, our family of three can survive there for a lifetime, and we can watch Yan'er grow up little by little, start a family, and grow old until the end of life!"

Xiu'er was stunned for a moment, and asked with some uncertainty: "The life experience in that consciousness world, can Yan'er still remember it when he walks out of the divine source in the future?"

"Consciousness is immortal, memory is immortal!" Lin Nuo nodded.

Xiu'er's face was happy, and she looked up in the direction of the Eastern Wilderness, where one after another gods rushed straight into the sky, and more and more forbidden area supremes had entered the Chengxian Road, and there was not much time left for them.

"Let's get started!"

Lin Nuo nodded, the pure yang primordial god walked out of the ancestral aperture of the eyebrows, the invisible earth, fire, water, and wind laws fluctuated and dispersed, with the power of the primordial god as the foundation, an illusory ball of light appeared in the palace, and inside the ball of light, it could be faintly seen, a huge world outline, in which it continued to condense and form.

The method of a dream for a thousand years is a kind of supernatural power unique to the memory of Lin Nuo's Sanqing clone, which is not aggressive, and is generally used to cultivate the mind of disciples.

Construct a world of real and illusory consciousness, pull the consciousness of the disciples into it, and let them experience the cycle of life and death in that world, until the mind is completely clean and there are no flaws.

"A thousand dreams!"

At the moment when the world in the illusory ball of light was completely formed, Lin Nuo snorted lightly, and in the next moment, the light in the ball of light skyrocketed, and the real and illusory power enveloped Lin Nuo and Xiu'er, and even Lin Yan, who had been sealed in the divine source, seemed to shake his still eyes slightly.

.........

The sky is spotless, blue like a transparent glass gemstone, pure and makes people want to reach out and touch it.

In front of Linjia Village, a small river meanders into the distance, smoke rises from the riverside, several dilapidated looking houses stand on the riverside, and the sound of chickens and dogs barking is constantly sounding.

"Yan'er, Yan'er, it's time to get up and study, if you're lazy, your father will be angry!"

In a somewhat simple thatched hut, a soft and kind voice sounded, and at the same time as the voice fell, a boy who looked a little thin on a small bed slowly opened his eyes.

"Mother!"

The young man opened his eyes, and in front of him was the familiar beautiful face of his mother, but at this time, his mother was no longer wearing a snow-white long robe, but wearing coarse linen clothes, and her long black hair had already been coiled up.

"Mother, where is this, have we left the Yaochi Holy Land?"

"Yan'er, you're talking nonsense again, this is Linjia Village, where did you come from?"

The beautiful woman was amused by the young man's words, raised her hand and tapped on his little head, and said with a smile: "Get up quickly, you have to go to your husband's place to study after breakfast, if your father knows that you are lazy, you will have to be beaten again!"

"Mother, I really didn't lie to you, my name is Lin Yan, I am the holy son of Yaochi Holy Land, you and your father are the holy lords of Yaochi Holy Land, they are both immortals, they can fly to the sky, they are very powerful!"

Xiao Lin Yan was a little dazed, how could he wake up and everything had changed?

The Holy Land of Yaochi is gone, the huge palace complex is gone, the beautiful young ladies are gone, and even the fairy-like mothers are dressed in coarse linen clothes at this time, with a little less fairy spirit and a little more fireworks.

"Stinky boy, if you don't study well all day, you know that you dream of being a fairy during the day, how can you do what you want to do?"

At this moment, outside the house, there was a sudden scolding, and the next moment a tall and slender figure walked in.

This man looks like he is in his twenties, he looks quite handsome and handsome, but the clothes on his body look a little poor, it is obvious that this family's family is not well-off.

"Daddy!"

Seeing the person, Xiao Lin Yan was immediately amused, he has liked to play with his gentle father since he was a child, and when he saw the familiar figure at this moment, he got up directly from the bed, and jumped into the other party's arms.

"Daddy, you taught me a finger to the celestials, I learned, take me to catch monsters to play!"

"Nonsense!"

The young man suddenly reached out and pressed Lin Yan's little head, making it impossible for him to move forward.

"Xiu'er, look at it, this kid is about to make you spoiled, it's just a matter of not studying well, and now you're almost stunned!"

As he spoke, the man took out a ring ruler from his sleeve robe, spread out Lin Yan's palm, and whipped it with a snap.

"Shhh

The pain of the beating of the ring ruler suddenly pulled Lin Yan's thoughts back, making him have to sort out his thoughts again.

"Daddy, isn't this the Holy Land of Yaochi?"

"This is Linjia Village, where did you come from, what Yaochi Holy Land came from, aren't you dreaming stupidly, and you really think you are an immortal?"

After a few beatings, the man lifted Lin Yan out of the door like catching a chicken, and then pointed to the small river in front of him and snorted coldly: "You can see clearly, this is Linjia Village, not some Yaochi Holy Land in your dreams, if you talk nonsense and daydream all day long, Daddy will beat your ass to pieces today!"

"Haha, Xiao Lin Yan, are you being disobedient and beaten again? Quick, come to Uncle here, let me see if the beating hurts!"

At this moment, not far from the river, several burly men approached, some of them were carrying spears or bows and arrows, as if they had just left their homes and were about to go into the mountains to hunt.

"Uncle?"

Looking at the leading man, Lin Yan felt that this person was somewhat familiar, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember when he had such an uncle.

At this moment, he was completely blinded, and he couldn't tell at all, was everything in the Yaochi Holy Land before a dream or a reality, or was everything in front of him a dream?