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Chapter 266 Traveling in Dreams
After killing Nightmare, something appeared in Lin Zhuming's hand.

That is the dream core.

That is to say, the core of the dream realm. These monsters travel through the dream world and bring nightmares to others, similar to evil gods and the like, who build their own nightmares as the core, similar to mazes, darkrooms and the like.

People who often have nightmares feel that they have fallen into a certain space, unable to contact the outside world, and being chased and killed by unknown monsters...

"Girl, the night is still long, I wish you a sweet dream." Lin Zhuoming didn't stay in Wu Xiaoxiao's dream for a long time.

Gods and ancestors all have the ability to conjure dreams, but they can only be given to specific objects, because ordinary people may not be able to remember them.

Often upon waking up, the things in the dream are completely forgotten.

Taoism says that dreams are haunted by corpses, so sleep without dreams is the best.

Since Lin Zhuming practiced, he has rarely dreamed, or even never dreamed at all. At this time, when he enters the dream world, what he thinks in his heart becomes an illusion, artistic conception, and all kinds of previous lives, all of which are displayed in the dream, even the voice and smile of the old Taoist master , can be copied one by one.

But after all, these have spanned time and space, and are somewhat distorted.

"In Buddhism, there is the method of proving the Tao in a dream. In Confucianism, I also heard that there is reading in a dream, and when you suddenly get inspiration, you will have a natural writing."

"Among the Taoists, Yin masters teach the Dharma in dreams. It is rumored that the ancient immortals obtained scriptures and alchemy coupons, all of which were taught by gods and men in dreams."

In just one thought of Lin Zhuming, thousands of information appeared, some from the past life, some from the present life, all of which emerged in a chaotic manner, like an island floating on the water.

What can be seen is actually only a small part, and more parts are invisible.

"In Journey to the West, Patriarch Subhuti's house, the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, the slanting moon and the three-star cave, allude to the false fragrance of the heart. If I don't build a dojo in my dream, I will spend more time than where I go. It is better to clean it once, the so-called universe in the body, the world in the brain, the world in the dream..."

Back then, when Zhengyang Patriarch tried Lu Dongbin ten times, he also tested Lu Dongbin with Huangliang Yimeng...

Lin Zhuming wanted to build a dream dojo, but the space in everyone's dream world is limited, only the familiar environment.

For example, the place where Lin Zhuming was staying in his dream at this time was the Longevity Palace, and a little farther away was a foggy, dark place.

As for the dream world that can be sensed, the closest one is the dreams of Wu Xiaoxiao and the villagers in his village.

There is faint light in it, the dark and dull ones are nightmares, the yellow light ones are spring dreams, and the red light ones are rich dreams...

Lin Zhuming took the Dream Grass and thought about his own practice, so he walked out of his safe space and visited the dreams of the villagers one by one.

Ordinary people, unable to control the direction of their dreams, are fragmented and illogical.

Lin Zhuming watched from the outside, and felt that the world of mortals was full of desires, full of five poisons...

Only a few of the more spiritual ones are trained, but they are scholars, who are also reading in their dreams, and there are some white gas on their foreheads.

"I think it's memorizing during the day, but my soul still forms memories at night...digesting the scriptures at the time of memorizing." Lin Zhuming walked into the dream.

I saw a small study room, a poor scholar sitting by the window reading, shaking his head.

"The way of a university is to be virtuous, to be close to the people, and to be good..."

The scholar was reading, when he suddenly sensed that there was a person beside him, with a hazy light all over his body, he couldn't see the specific face clearly, there was a light circle behind his head, like a fairy.

"Who are you?" The scholar scolded loudly, "How did you break into my study?"

Lin Zhuming saw that he was upright, so he asked: "I am a Taoist passing by. Seeing that you study hard, you seem to have a bit of arrogance, so I have a look."

"I don't talk about strange power and confusion. I have never had friendship with rural gods, monks and Taoists." The scholar looked vigilant.

Lin Zhuming smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "The grass python, the dragon and the snake, also need to have left assistants and right assistants. This scholar has some potential."

With this thought, Ziwei's natal chart was revealed, and in the dream, the Xing Xing responded to his fate, and the starlight of Wenqu Xing fell on his forehead.

At the Evil God of Wealth back then, there were quite a few monsters who said that they were the reincarnation of Wenquxing, Wenchangxing, Kuixingxing or something...

Those monsters have been enshrined by the people for a long time, and the fake ones have become real, and they all have some literary luck on them.

Apart from giving Ren Hongyou some luck, most of them were absorbed by Ziwei's horoscope and used to light up the stars and constellations on the horoscope.

Now that Lin Zhuoming has cultivated into a brain god, the original soul almost corresponds to Emperor Ziwei, and it is not a problem to mobilize the star's life, let alone casting spells in dreams.

The scholar got literary luck, he just felt his head was cleared for a while, and he suddenly realized that the unfamiliar classics all showed their meaning.

Just astonished, Lin Zhuoming left his dream and went to another dream.

It's just that the dream he returned to was very dark.

This is Wu Xiaoxiao's father's dream, only to see resentment everywhere, a lot of thorns entangled, and a negative atmosphere, which made Lin Zhuming frown endlessly.

"It's no wonder that it attracts such nightmare spirits. I'm afraid it was raised in his dream. Maybe it's the reason why Wu Xiaoxiao said that after his father broke his waist, his temperament changed drastically."

When Lin Zhuming entered it, he felt a bitterness coming towards him.

Numerous thorns wrapped a small room, and a candle was faintly lit inside the small room.

Through the candlelight, a family of three can be seen, very warm, but only limited to the hut wrapped in thorns.

I saw that he has sealed up his inner beautiful world.

Those nightmare thorns sensed outsiders, they turned into monsters, and began to take precautions. The methods of thorns and vines were a bit like the tree demon grandmother.

But the vines of the dryad's grandmother didn't carry any painful emotions at all.

Liu Ding Liujia, each holding a weapon, cleared the way among the thorns, and many pairs of eyes appeared in the dark, which seemed to come from all directions.

"I'm afraid that since he was disabled, he felt that walking was difficult, like thorns and thorns, and the eyes of the people around him were even more difficult for him to accept..."

Lin Zhuming stabbed these eyes blind one by one, and then a malicious voice sounded: "Crippled...why don't you die...leaving the world to harm people, if you die, your family property will be mine... "

Lin Zhuming was slightly cold, no wonder Wu's father was hostile to everyone and did not let his daughter have too much contact with outsiders, I am afraid that he has already despaired of this cannibalistic world.

"Liu Ding Liu Jia, each of you holds the mantra of purifying your heart, purifying the heavens and the earth, and purifying this dream, Judge Montenegro, you brought Wu Xiaoxiao's dream here, and relieved him of his heart knot."

Liu Ding Liujia recites the mantra, the power of the mantra melts the thorns and purifies the nightmare monsters.

Lin Zhuming held the dream core and absorbed these negative things.

Soon Wu Xiaoxiao came to this dreamland, saw her father, was excited, burst into tears, and broke into the hut.

Soon, the thorns outside did not need to be cleaned by Liu Ding Liujia, and they dissipated automatically.

Lin Zhuming nodded slightly and left the dream.

(End of this chapter)