Feng Wuxie concentrated on thinking—
Di Qianxie only appeared here because he broke his own dream.
And she—
From the beginning, she didn't enter her dream. According to Jixue, it was his appearance that prevented her from dreaming.
Since she has not had time to dream, the Jixue here will not be an illusion.
So... What kind of existence does Jixue exist in this dream market realm
Feng Wuxie is full of doubts, but what she cares most about is not the Dream Market Realm, but...
"Jixue, where's your family? You Chen, and miss them..."
Since his soul is here, is it true that the souls of the Xuelonglin of the Yuchen clan are all in the dream market
Jixue saw Feng Wuxie's expectations, and shook his head with a wry smile:
"There is only me here. I know you are curious about me, but I can see that your physical bodies are still alive, not because of the force of the Dream Market Realm, but by finding an entrance to the Dream Market Realm. That being the case, you should have a more important purpose, right?"
As he said, he paused, and the big box dragged in the hands of Emperor Qianxie and Feng Wuxie made an effort:
"I brought so many fighting babies, why are you here to kill? Or to save people?"
Feng Wuxie and Di Qianxie looked at each other, and did not hesitate for too long, they informed Jixue of a series of strange things that had happened to the outside world in Yaohui, and said that the purpose of this trip was to save Nie Cangyu and Yaohui. The souls of the disciples brought them back to the flesh.
Jixue listened carefully to Feng Wuxie's account.
"Xiao Wu Xie, your time is running out, I will take you to find someone first."
"Find someone? I don't have to break the dream anymore?" Feng Wuxie asked in a puzzled way: "Isn't it that you have to break the dream before you can enter the virtual realm?"
Feng Wuxie was almost fainted by this place.
Jixue smiled: "The intelligence preparation is not in place. Who said that you two must both break your dreams?"
Feng Wuxie silently raised his hand, and pointed to the chief leader of the emperor: "It is written on the ancient books he has collected."
Di Qianxie took out an ancient book hidden in his arms with an innocent look.
Feng Wuxie asked immediately: "You asked me to memorize the content silently, but you brought the book in directly... Did you remember it?"
Di Qianxie said, "When you asked you to recite in silence, you didn't tell me that you have such clothes and suitcases."
Feng Wuxie: "..."
Jixue shook her head helplessly, took the ancient book and rolled a few times before throwing it at Di Qianxie:
"Are the books written by you humans so unreliable? Many records are inaccurate."
"It's better than nothing."
Emperor Qianxie collected the ancient book again. After all, the world, involving the records of the Dream Market Realm, was afraid that he had this ancient book.
"Furthermore, in addition to the Mengxu realm, this book also records many inaccessible, dangerous, but very interesting mysterious realms."
He also thought about waiting to be free in the future and taking Wu Xie to have fun everywhere.
Jixue saw his thoughts, and looked at his extremely weak soul at this moment, which seemed to be able to dissipate at any time:
"Have
The wish is good, and there is desire and obsession, so the soul can sustain it. "
His words seem to be consoling, but they seem to mean something else.
Di Qianxie heard the mystery in his words, and his deep black eyes fixedly fixed on Ji Xue's body: "So, your soul has not disappeared, what desires or obsessions do you have?"
When the wind struck, Ji Xue’s silver armor was covered with a gentle golden layer by the setting sun. He looked at the girl next to Emperor Qianxie, and after only a short moment, his gaze left again, his tone seemed to be a joke:
"I have lived for a while, it is inevitable that there will be obsessions before death, some obsessions are good wishes, and some obsessions will become demons-fortunately, my highness has only wishes, but no demons. As for my highness, the soul is not dispersed Most of it is due to the power of the Lord of the Dream Market Realm here."
"Who is the Lord of the Dream Market Realm?" Feng Wuxie asked.
"If you want to save people from the Void Realm, you will always meet the Lord of the Shangmeng Market Realm-in my opinion, he is a very paranoid lunatic."
Ji Xue leads the way:
"You will see that lunatic sooner or later. Speaking of people with dreams, in fact, as long as half of the people break their dreams, they can go to the entrance of the virtual world together-Xiao Wuxie, you and the emperor master are here together, two people Among them, one person broke his dream, half of them, so you don't need to take risks, just follow me to the virtual realm."
"This saves a lot of trouble." Feng Wuxie and Emperor Qianxie followed behind Ji Xue.
After taking two steps, Ji Xuefang turned around and smiled faintly, and exhorted:
"In Mengxu, every step is a dream. If you don't pay attention, you may be sucked into some strange dreams. Therefore, no matter how the scene here changes, don't be attracted by it, and follow me closely. And—"
He turned around and looked at Emperor Qianxie:
"Your soul is too weak, you need to consolidate your soul-bring a piece of your wife's body. In the dream market, holding the object of your beloved person can play the role of condensing your mind."
Emperor Qianxie said nothing.
Feng Wuxie said nothing, took the hosta from his head and handed it to Emperor Qianxie:
"This is my favorite hosta. When I was thirteen years old, you gave me the first time I saw you. Among those treasures, I have worn them for so many years. You must keep them away. , When we leave the Dream Market Realm, you must return it to me as it is, and then put it on for me."
Emperor Qianxie took the jade hairpin and hid it in his arms, his eyes were extremely dark, and he softly responded: "Okay."
Jixue no longer said much, and walked in front of her silently.
Feng Wuxie took Di Qianxie's hand, as if he was afraid that he would fall apart: "Hold on, listen to Jixue, don't look around, follow me."
A faint smile bloomed on Di Qianxie's slightly pale face: "Okay."
In this way, the two held hands and followed Jixue, but within a short distance of tens of steps, it seemed that they had gone through several spring and autumn cycles.
Every step is a dream—
A few steps of wind and rain change, a few steps of clear sky, a few steps of mountains and seas, a few steps of magical sprites, a few steps of sunrise and sunset, a few steps of frost and snow.
When stopped.
Feng Wuxie looked at Emperor Qianxie and said, "Your hair is covered with snow."
Di Qianxie smiled upon hearing this: "Then you should practice and grow old with me in advance."
…
Jixue looked at the snowy illusion at the entrance of the virtual realm, listened to the conversation between the two behind him, and exhaled a long breath.
They are a good pair.
Is this all right
Jixue reached out and took a few pieces of snowflakes, and the snowflakes fell on his palm and melted instantly.
"Here we are."
Ji Xue reminded.
Feng Wuxie and Emperor Qianxie looked up and saw that Jixue, dressed in silver armor, was standing in the boundless falling snow. The surrounding scenery was empty, and his silver clothes and white hair almost blended with the snow.
With a wave of Ji Xue Xin's hand, a crack opened in the void. From that crack, a lot of flickering soul light floated out, like a firefly, as illusory as fireflies.
"These soul lights..."
Those rays of light looked very beautiful, Feng Wuxie raised his hand, and subconsciously reached out to touch it.
Jixue stopped her:
"That is the souls sinking into dreams, don't touch them, they will be sucked into their dreams-this is the junction of reality and reality, they appear here, it means that the time in the dream has almost come to an end."
"At the end, what will happen?" Di Qianxie asked.
Ji Xue looked at those floating soul lights, her eyes pitying:
"At the end of the dream, I will forget everything, and dream again-for these souls, a dream is a lifetime."
It seems to be boundlessly happy, but there is actually nowhere to be free.
It's all a false cycle.
"Let's go."
Jixue pushed away the soul light and led the two into the entrance of the fissure.
After walking a long road paved by soul light—
What caught Feng Wuxie's eyes was a dreamlike world.
Here, there is no earth, no sun, moon and stars.
The brilliant light is like a long river, winding in the void, constantly changing colors.
Countless souls, countless dreams.
Dream Market Realm, unexpectedly... Will there be so many souls wandering here
Here, it's like another world!
Its vastness is no less than that of the outside world Tianqi Continent and Emperor Ling Continent!
"Why... is it like this?"
Feng Wuxie stared at everything in front of him blankly.
Under this vast soul light, she appeared so tiny.
Like the little ants under the vast world.
Isn’t the entrance of the Dream Market Realm a treasure inherited from the Medicine Society—Mengxu Ding
That Zunding can only be used by the president of the Medicine Society, so why are there countless souls gathering in the Dream Market Realm
Feng Wuxie looked at the scene before him, and suddenly understood something: "Could it be that the entrance to the Mengxu Realm... is not just the Mengxu Ding?"
"Naturally there is more than one, otherwise, how could such a huge world be formed? These are the masterpieces of the master of the Dream Market Realm."
Ji Xue pointed to those soul lights:
"During the ancient times, the Dream Market Realm existed. Today, its entrance is almost ubiquitous in the outside world—for example, Xiao Wuxie, if you look at me, you should be able to guess an entrance casually, right?"
Feng Wuxie was shocked:
"Soul Sea?"
Jixue disappeared in the soul sea—
So, in fact, the soul sea is also one of the entrances to the dream market?
(End of this chapter)