I still have a long way to go! The road is long, and I am looking up and down.

Pan Hao turned his eyes to look at the top of his head, the thread of faith was still slowly increasing, but the thread of faith was becoming more and more illusory, swaying, as if it would be broken at any time.

Pan Hao knew that it was about the gods in the world, and it had just begun to spread, so he had a lot of pan-believers, and if he wanted to let these believers go further, I am afraid that on the day the temple was established, he would be able to make more believers pious at one time.

These days, Pan Hao finally figured out a little clue, although there are many records on the White Lotus True Solution, but they are not all detailed, except for the self-contained divine position divine technique, plus the prayer technique that he has combined and explored. The content of the White Lotus True Interpretation is more in cultivation and realm, and even less involves Shinto artifacts and divine arts.

Among them, dreaming is the most basic magic used by Pan Hao, and the gods can enter the minds of believers through the thread of faith between them and believers, and dominate the dreams of believers.

Those who are not believers need to find the nearest believer and reach their destination through the believer. and then into the dream, although the unbeliever is not so welcoming to enter something that is not himself. However, under the powerful divine power of the gods, unless they are monks in the same realm, they can't stop the invasion of the gods at all.

Pan Hao went in and out of the dreams of all kinds of people, scholars, women, merchants, soldiers...... These chaotic dreams are also a kind of power of will, but Pan Hao can't absorb them, because they are too messy. For him, it was no less than poison, there was no energy transmission channel, he couldn't be tempered with holy fire and divine fire, and he couldn't extract the energy inside at all.

In previous lives, there were legendary dream demons in the West, who also possessed the ability to enter and dominate other people's dreams, and could even devour dreams. And in Huaxia, there are also legends that the saint relied on dreams to become enlightened, and dreams and lives in the realm! All kinds of legends made Pan Hao very curious about the energy of dreams, and the energy of dreams and beliefs are the same to a certain extent.

It was night, the thick clouds blocked the fluorescence of the bright moon in the sky, and in a tall courtyard house, Pan Hao's spirit suddenly appeared, stepped on the void, and walked to a certain room step by step.

Pan Hao's spirit looked at nothing, walked through, and came to a luxurious bed. There was a huge figure on the bed that kept snoring, and a woman dressed as a maid was snuggled next to it. I think this kind of complicated relationship between the master and the maid is still very common in the rich and noble. Even at a very young age, he had already selected some daughters from poor families to be sleeping with him.

The sleeping person is Shen Fatzi, and Pan Hao feels that Xiwen's father's death definitely has a lot to do with Shen Fatzi. It is even very likely that Shen Fatzi sent someone to kill him, if so, then Pan Hao naturally wants to seek justice for Xiwen. At this time, Shen Fatzi and his maid had already fallen asleep, Pan Hao's expression froze, his body turned, and he got into Shen Fatzi's Yintang and arrived at Shen Fatzi's sea of knowledge.

Boom, as soon as Pan Hao entered Shen Fatzi's dream, he appeared in a palatial mansion, this mansion has countless beautiful maids in and out, and Shen Fatzi enjoys the service of maids, looking extremely comfortable!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed, the maid disappeared, the palatial mansion was rendered gloomy, and a gust of wind blew, Shen Fatzi was startled, only to feel goosebumps all over his body, and fear rose in his heart.

"Who's in the hall!" a majestic voice asked. Shen Fatzi turned around and looked around, and at some point it had turned into a public court.

In the hall, there was a middle-aged man dressed in a dark crown, embroidered with a black dragon on his clothes, and wearing a crown on his head. The breath is majestic and immense, and the dignified and upright are shocking.

"Mortal, don't kneel down yet!" The ghost next to him saw Shen Fat Man staying on the spot, and immediately scolded angrily, and his subordinate sticks were added to hit Shen Fatman's hind legs, and with a snap, Shen Fatman fell to his knees, and at the same time woke up from his sluggishness.

"Emperor, the emperor spares his life!" Shen Fatzi looked miserable and howled loudly. He didn't know what kind of place this was, but who dared to wear a dragon robe, besides the emperor, who else could be, even if he was not the emperor, at least he was a person with the same honorable status!

"Shen Hai, are you guilty!" a deep and majestic voice sounded in the hall. Shen Hai was startled, and his head turned around thousands of times in an instant, but he couldn't think of any time when he had offended such a great god.

"Shen Hai, did you forget about killing people so quickly for the sake of the inn where you cherish your home?" Shen Hai was suddenly at a loss, and shouted loudly, the big man is Mingjian, and the little one is really sorry for the shopkeeper. It was an unintentional mistake!

"You tell me carefully!" Shen Fatzi was already so frightened that his lips turned white, and when he heard that there seemed to be room to turn around, he immediately said what had happened.

The truth of the matter came out, it turned out that Shen Fat Man did something for the inn, I heard that the shopkeeper wanted to sue the official, and he didn't want to make a big deal in his heart, so he went to intimidate the shopkeeper, in the dispute, the shopkeeper fled in a hurry, and fell into the well, which scared them to flee in a hurry.

Pan Hao carefully observed the changes in Shen Fatzi's mental activities and dreams, indicating that Shen Fatzi was not lying. sighed in his heart, but Shen Fatzi also had to bear a large part of the responsibility for the death of the shopkeeper.

"You can avoid the death penalty, but the living sin cannot be escaped, you can go through the eighteen layers of hell!" Pan Hao said to Shen Fatzi, who was kneeling below.

"Let's go, get up!" The ghost next to him instantly set up Shen Fatzi and walked towards the outside of the main hall. "Don't, my lord spares my life!" Shen Fatzi shouted at the top of his throat, and the ghost cried wolf. But the sound faded away until it was gone.

Pan Hao Huo Ran stood up, this is a matter of fact, this dream is almost the same as the real one under the construction of Pan Hao's pair, the eighteenth layer of hell has Shen Fat Man suffered, what kind of tongue pulling hell, sword mountain and sea of fire, under the oil pot ....... The realism of these in the dream is no different from reality, and it can be regarded as revenge for Xiwen's girl.

At noon the next day, the news that Shen Fatzi had gone crazy spread throughout Jishui County. Everyone talked about it, thinking that God has eyes and is very happy.

"This is a lack of virtue and doing too much, damn it!"

"I think Shen Fat Man has offended too many people and has been retaliated against!"

"Whatever, he deserves him!"

In the inn, between the wine tables, everyone commented on this matter.

At this time, Pan Hao and Xiwen had officially moved into the newly bought house, and the yard was also renovated by Pan Hao. Coupled with the few subordinate maids hired earlier, Pan Hao can be regarded as officially settled in this world.