Headaches return to headaches, nightmares return to nightmares, and the dream does not stop, as if she was deliberately reminding her a little more.
But the strange thing is that the memories are not coherent, and even the ending of this battle has not been presented, and the next scene is already injured.
Li Wuxian wanted to find out what happened in the end. This is the most natural curiosity of people, so he tried to think about it.
As everyone knows, this kind of recall is a bad thing. The more you think about it, the more you are awakening the consciousness of the previous life, which is equivalent to actively summoning the recovery of the memory of the previous life.
It seems to have a clever layout, leaving the most curious breakpoints. This is not the arrangement of the Heavenly Emperor. Her arrangement cannot reach the specific details. This is the common characteristic of most reincarnation memories.
The recovery of the past life is slowly taking shape under this kind of active call.
In fact, Li Wuxian had studied the reincarnation routine and should have taken precautions against this, but at this moment, he subconsciously recalled it.
She didn't remember much about the last nightmare, or rather, she remembered it, but she forgot it after waking up.
But this time, it was clearer, and I was able to distinguish the information I recalled... It was strange, it was not the pain and anger of being injured, nor the excitement and relief after defeating the opponent, but a sad emotion.
"Maybe you and I can't represent the correctness... Or maybe, at different time nodes, there will be different correctness, but none of us can prove it, and none of us can see the time and space in billions of years... But we have to do it , do nothing, it must be wrong..."
"I only believe in my own control. When everything is in my order, it can be my ideal trajectory. Maybe you are right, I also have selfish intentions. What I do is not necessarily the order of the three realms, but my own purity. The way of proving the Way above... But who said that doing one thing must be for a single goal... Could it be that if you have selfishness, you will not succeed? I don't believe it."
"At the moment of the Great Dao, although Zhilan is in power, I will also get rid of it... Don't hate me... Would you like me to help you fulfill some wishes?"
"Between different intelligent beings, there must be a struggle for hegemony. It's a matter of time. You didn't like them before, so you just hammered them. It's a demonstration and a warning, and you've seen it, right? Your battle with Kunpeng. , I induced it so easily, based on that."
"If you're gone, in this vast land, there are thousands of races in the world, who enslaves whom? I don't care, but you must care."
"Kunpeng is lingering... The Phoenix Emperor will go to the underworld and transform sooner or later. I count its death... Only the candle dragon..."
"... First trap and kill the candle dragon, the human race can at least have tens of thousands of years of hegemony. Is it worthy of you? What happens next... Maybe you will recover?"
"Of course you will say that killing the candle dragon is also for my rule... or that sentence, do one thing, who said it is for a single goal... You prove your purity, and I prove my universe."
"So I win and you lose..."
"I...not sad...I don't have that emotion."
Are you really not sad
Li Wuxian felt very sad. Her thoughts were intermittent, and they corresponded to different topics, but she could actually make a line. Even if she didn't know much about ancient things, she was basically able to parse the meaning.
Is this what he was circling in his head after the war
No... Can't think about it anymore. Li Wuxian was frightened and alert. If he thought about it, he would become that person. After all his thoughts are synchronized, who am I
who I am…
Li Wuxian's mind was chaotic, and he could hardly condense his thoughts.
Then she saw Qin Yi.
It was as if someone had slapped her from the air and fell into the place where she retreated and healed her wounds.
Uh... why is Master here? By the way, this is a dream, what is strange about Kunpeng Zhulong's nostrils in a dream, and it is only natural to dream of a master, okay
whee.
"Master, Master!" Li Wuxian hugged him: "I actually dreamed of you, so happy."
It was only after such a hug that I realized the sound of rushing water. It turned out that she was in the bathtub... She was not wearing anything!
Li Wuxian felt a little hot on his face, it doesn't matter if he thinks about it, it's just a dream, what's the matter? So the action did not change, and continued to pounce: "Master!"
Qin Yi was so frightened that he lost his soul.
Dreaming, no matter how the scientific side explains it, in short, in the world of immortality, this is a mode of soul activity. Mortals can't control their souls, so they are still active when they sleep, they may imagine scenes randomly, or maybe the ghosts have some revelation from the past and the future, so there is a theory of dream interpretation.
When the monks come into contact with the spiritual practice, the soul is stable and controllable, so when Tengyun starts, he will no longer dream.
Of course, there is another kind of dreaming about the past life, which is more special, and the memory that is hidden in the deepest part of the soul is being revived. Even the monk himself cannot control it, and it is still presented in the form of a dream. In fact, the mortal stage may also have previous life dreams, which are more rare. They are often triggered by contact with specific people and things. When you wake up, you will forget it, and it is meaningless.
No matter which one it is, the subject is indeed his own soul in action, and the main perspective is his own soul body.
As for the object, whether the scene in the dream is an imaginary or a memory, it is not real, it is an illusion, and nothing in the dream has any effect on the subject. But Qin Yi came here, he is not a phantom!
This is entering a dream, entering a dream that others are dreaming. The so-called dream is how it operates. Just like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, he couldn't tell the truth from illusion. Maybe the butterfly came from a dream, it was real.
Did Zhuang Zhou dream of the butterfly, or did the butterfly dream of Zhuang Zhou
It was the butterfly that entered Zhuang Zhou's dream.
Some evil ways rely on this to get along with other people's girls' dreams, and even weave dreams to manipulate each other's thinking, so that people mistakenly think that dreaming about each other every day must be love, and as a result, they fall into love that they can't extricate themselves from...
Li Wuxian thought that he was dreaming and that the objects in his dreams were imaginary phantoms, but in fact, no matter the subject or the object, everyone was in contact with the soul, not a phantom! Only this environment is a phantom, and the characters on both sides are real souls!
When everyone is real, what are you doing naked in the bathtub
Qin Yi instinctively stepped back and put one hand on Li Wuxian's forehead: "Wait, wait! Don't come here!"
Li Wuxian was not ashamed when he was resisted, and said with a smile: "It really is Master, this pretentious little appearance is really cute."
Qin Yi: "..."
"Master, don't be afraid, this is a dream, do things in a dream count?" Li Wuxian came over, tired: "It would be too much to not even give the right to be with Master in a dream."
"Hey hey hey..." This is so real! Qin Yi was angry and anxious, but he couldn't say it. If he said it, the dream would definitely end. Why did he come here? What you want to do has not started yet!
No wonder Bangbang is not optimistic about his actions at all.
The most angry thing is that he did not dare to use any power, for fear of hurting the immortal Wuxian soul, who was already extremely weak at this time.
As a result, Li Wuxian hugged him, Qin Yi finally couldn't push it away, and was held there rigidly, motionless.
"Hee hee, it really was a dream. If it was true, Master would have kicked me away." Li Wuxian was extremely happy: "Master, let me go."
Qin Yi stinks with a pooped face and doesn't move.
Li Wuxian pouted: "Isn't it a controllable lucid dream? Master still didn't listen to me. Well, it's really not a lucid dream. The things I dreamed before were not my own dreams."
Anyway, ever since Qin Yi appeared, everything from the ancient times and the exploration of memories have all been thrown into the clouds and forgotten.
A certain vague consciousness lurking in the depths of memory only felt a kind of MMP meaning, and was quickly pushed into the depths of the sea of knowledge by the excited subject consciousness. Li Wuxian felt that he and his master were hot, how could he have a feeling of speechlessness and sullenness, this is totally inappropriate.