"Dream masters, be respected in your own dreams! If you want to make further progress in the future, you must interfere with other people's dreams... There are many dangers in this level. The best candidates for training at the beginning are those with low spiritual intelligence... "
Recalling the inheritance narrative, Fang Yuan's expression gradually became serious.
Those who can enter other people's dreams are called "dream enterers" among dream masters, and those who can transform other people's dreams in the next step are called "dream builders"!
These are the two realms of the dream master’s primary level.
After that, there is the practice of manifesting the sage, analyzing the rules of reality, integrating them into dreams, and transforming the imaginary into the real.
Generally speaking, the closer it is to a real dream, the closer the time flow ratio is to one to one.
"Only when dreams are real can they begin to materialize... If I want to reach the state of my teacher, I don't know how long it will take..."
The Buddhist monk Qin Xin can not only make dreams appear holy, but he can even create a world of his own and create a spiritual world.
This kind of realm was a bit unimaginable even for Fang Yuan at this time.
"The danger of intruding into other people's dreams is greater than your own... Injury or death may damage the divine essence and even feed back to the true body..."
Fang Yuan came out and looked at the red-eyed white bird king, thoughtfully.
…
"Chirp!"
In the mist, a bird egg broke open, revealing a young bird with few down on its body and bright red chicken skin exposed.
It opened its mung bean-sized eyes and felt hunger first.
This power was so great that it immediately followed its instinct and began to peck at the eggshell bit by bit, and then looked at its surrounding companions warily.
Some of them were thicker than me, and they hatched their eggshells first. After finishing their share, they set their sights on the other brothers.
In the face of the cruel competition for survival, the blood connection of being born in the same nest is nothing at all.
The chick quickly pecked at its own eggshell, making threatening grunts from time to time, not prepared to share it with its companions.
Whoops!
Just when several chicks were squeezing each other and almost fighting, suddenly, a strong wind blew over the nest, and a huge bird appeared.
Its feathers are all white, its eyes are blood red, and there are a few golden feathers on top, like a crown.
Snapped!
After landing in the nest, he released his black claws that were as fine as fine iron, and half a piece of flesh and blood similar to that of a deer fell in front of the chicks.
"Deer deer? Why do I know it?"
A faint thought emerged from the nestling sea of consciousness, and was soon overwhelmed by a desire, not surprisingly.
fragrant! It smells so good!
The hunger for food caused all the chicks' eyes to turn blood red.
"Jiji!"
"Chacha!"
It quickly stepped forward and, together with the other brothers, pecked at the blood on the deer.
"Chirp!"
The golden-crowned bird king made a high-pitched cry and used its sharp claws and beak to tear the deer meat into thin strips for the chicks to swallow.
Although they are wild beasts, they are already showing extraordinary signs at this time. Even if they are only infancy, digesting this little flesh and blood will not be a problem at all.
"It feels so good to feel full and full..."
In the confusion of the young bird, another thought came to mind.
Immediately, the energy consumed in digesting food caused it to fall asleep...
…
In the blink of an eye, years fly by.
In the sky of a spiritual land, the grown-up chicks spread their wings and soared among the blue sky and white clouds.
Young birds grow very quickly and live in brutal conditions.
The golden-crowned bird king waited until it and all its brothers were a little mature, then took them to the top of the cliff and pushed them down one by one!
Several spiritual birds were beaten to pieces because they could not awaken their instinct to fly!
Under the fear and pressure between life and death, more spiritual birds successfully awakened, flapped their wings, and flew out of the desperate situation of death.
Being able to fly means that it is an adult and is old enough to start hunting.
Therefore, its father, the golden-crowned bird king, immediately and violently drove it and all its brothers out of the nest.
Every day, driven by hunger, the newly adult white birds have to work hard to hunt prey and build nests for themselves to prepare for attracting female birds in the future.
Driven by the two primary desires of survival and reproduction, the little chick soon became the best hunter in the group. It could obtain more prey than ordinary white birds every day, and its size also became larger and larger. , the strength may only be lower than that of the Bird King.
But many times, the young white bird is still a little confused.
Especially at this time, even though it has become accustomed to soaring in the air, as if flying instinctively, it just feels that its hands should not be used this way.
"Hands... this is another new word!"
It must be said that this kind of distracting thoughts that often surfaced taught the white bird to think, making it seem more spiritual than other tribesmen.
He was even ready to challenge the throne of the Bird King at this time.
Only at the highest position on the cliff can one enjoy the greatest power within the group. This is the lifelong pursuit of every white bird!
The current bird king is the golden-crowned white bird.
"Wait a minute... fight for the bird king? Why do I have to do this?"
There was a trace of confusion in Shiratori's eyes, and that thought resurfaced.
"Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going... Am I really a bird? No! No! I have a name... My name is... "
High in the sky, the white bird was dumbfounded and quickly fell down.
"Think of it!"
"Remember it!"
"I'm a white bird... No! I've seen this white bird with red eyes somewhere!"
"I'm not Bai Niao, I'm Fang Yuan!!!"
"This is... in the dream of the Red-Eyed White Bird King!!!"
…
Many chaotic thoughts, like a flash flood, broke through the dam with unstoppable force and overflowed.
"I actually... turned into a bird?!"
While falling rapidly, Fang Yuan couldn't laugh or cry.
At this time, I want to control this bird body and fly again, but it is a little powerless.
"After all... it's not my own dream... it even has backlash... it's so dangerous!!!"
He still has lingering fears about this: "Fortunately, as long as I can wake up once, I can feel the veins accurately, and I can wake up faster in the future... But I don't want to become a puddle of meat!"
Fang Yuan looked up to the sky and shouted, the birds chirped loudly, and suddenly his wings folded, and he finally started to fly again staggeringly.
"so close!"
He let out a long sigh: "This is a dream from the outside world. If my possessed body dies, there will be a backlash!"
Click!
However, the next moment he breathed a sigh of relief.
A thunder suddenly resounded, rippling in the sky over the entire cliff. The void shattered, and a terrifying big hand emerged.
The big hand had a clear goal and grabbed directly towards the cliff, sealing the void so that no one could escape!
"Damn it...if my cultivation is still there..."
Seeing the Wuzhishan approaching, but feeling like an ant, Fang Yuan's thoughts had just turned halfway when his eyes immediately went dark.
…
Qingfeng spiritual land.
Inside the White Bird King's Cave.
Fang Yuan took a few steps back and opened his eyes. Two lines of blood flowed from his nose.
"This is... dream backlash!"
He wiped his nose and looked at the somewhat confused red-eyed White Bird King with a wry smile on his lips.
Just now, I tried to communicate with the Red-Eyed White Bird King through dreaming, but failed miserably!
Even though it was just a half-intelligent spiritual beast, the resistance in the subconscious was very terrifying. Not only did it assimilate his consciousness and turn him into a white bird with red eyes, but it also had a terrifying dream mystery.
It's not that Fang Yuan is already a dream master. After constant hints, he finally wakes up. Maybe he will fall directly into the dream of the White Bird King.
Even so, as soon as he woke up, the other party took countermeasures.
"That giant hand that covers the sky... is probably the most terrifying thing in the White Bird King's subconscious. It appeared in its dream and was specially designed to deal with me... "
Fang Yuan touched his chin with a thoughtful look on his face.
Although the object in the dream is fake, it is also a manifestation of the subconscious. Since the Red-Eyed White Bird King believes that the giant hand is the most terrifying, it must also have this impression in its memory.
This is also the strength of the dream master. During the dream, the enemy will automatically leak a lot of information without even realizing it.
"But... the price is also very dangerous..."
Thinking of the previous danger, Fang Yuan was also extremely frightened.
"If this bird hadn't subconsciously counterattacked, and if I hadn't awakened in my dream, this failure would have been enough to damage my soul. It would not just be as simple as consuming a lot of dream energy and bleeding a little more... "
"Chirp!"
The White Bird King stared at Fang Yuan, a little confused, having no idea what the human in front of him had just experienced.
But unconsciously, I felt that the person opposite me was a little strange. He seemed a little close, but also a little disgusted, and there was a kind of fear that filled my heart.
"But... if you get the method right, you will become more proficient in the future. Compared with humans with complicated and mysterious minds, and the more terrifying dream masters, its difficulty is already relatively low!"
Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, the Meng Yuan Power flowing slowly, and the splitting headache he felt immediately disappeared quickly.
"This bird is quite hostile to me subconsciously, so I shouldn't put it first. I should first try it in the dreams of the iron-feathered black eagle and the flowered fox marten, and then practice with it. Finally, it will be the most complex human being." Dreamland…”
After making up his mind, he walked out of the cave and breathed deeply the air of the spiritual land, feeling relaxed and happy.
"The dream master's way has been broken through, and the next step is the martial arts master!"
"I have already practiced the method and path of Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt's breakthrough in my dream. There are three feasible methods that need to be tried in the real world..."
Even if the environment in the dream is one ten thousandth different from the real world, it is still a matter of obsession when it is truly expressed in Yuan Power.
Of course, Fang Yuan would not try the method himself, so it was necessary to find experimental subjects.
"Although the essence of Yuanli is the power of heaven and earth, there are still some differences in its manifestations. For example, Meng Yuanli is more of an illusion. In Niwan Palace, martial arts Yuanli is entrenched in the Dantian of the sea of qi... and must be used as an experimental subject. , even if the standards are relaxed again and again, in the Earth Yuan realm, having the prototype of Yuan Power is the minimum... I only have one in my hand, no... maybe two!"
Fang Yuan looked at Qingye City with a mysterious look.