Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

Chapter 1 Dream

It seems that only a moment has passed, and it seems that thousands of lives have passed, Wang Heng doesn't know how to describe this feeling.

He lay on his back, wandering in a void of chaos. He didn't know where it started or where it ended. There was no beginning or end, just wandering aimlessly.

Even his thoughts drifted with the flow, as if he had been exiled into the endless turbulence of the void, becoming muddled and confused.

I don’t know how much time passed, but suddenly, in an unknown place ahead, a majestic river suddenly appeared and entered Wang Heng’s field of vision, making his zombie-like eyes glow with a strange brilliance and a little life.

What kind of river is that?

Time and years have turned into substance like running water, becoming drop after drop of river water, visible to the naked eye, and no longer something that cannot be touched.

Countless water droplets of time have gathered into a river, which is vast and endless, carrying the changes of the world and witnessing the vicissitudes of the world and the changes of the years.

Looking down at the long river, it is as if an ancient historical scroll is slowly unfolding in front of Wang Heng, deducing people and objects that stand up to the sky and the earth, as well as sections of evocative epics.

Just when Wang Heng was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself, suddenly, the situation changed. His suspended body seemed to be subjected to some kind of irresistible force, and he fell from the sky at a high speed.

At this moment, Wang Heng felt dizzy, dizzy, and couldn't help but retching.

He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't, and could only helplessly wave his limbs.

After a few breaths, Wang Heng felt that he "landed" and landed in a dark space, and the feeling of falling disappeared instantly.

Then, he involuntarily flew into the depths of the space, and collided with a black human figure.

What followed was a flood of pain, concentrated in the head. At this time, this part seemed to have been hit hard by a sledgehammer. The pain was unbearable, and it was extremely hot, as if there was something there. A blazing sun floats in my mind, releasing endless light and heat.

This kind of pain was so terrifying that Wang Heng fell into a coma several times and lost consciousness. Every time he woke up, what awaited him was an endless headache that was about to split. Come out and throw it on the ground.

Just when he was almost unable to hold on, his consciousness was blurred, and he was about to enter death and eternal silence.

A gust of sweet spring poured into the mouth from the lips, and as soon as it entered the mouth, it quickly spread throughout the body, soaked through the limbs, and spread deep into the skull, bringing coolness to Wang Heng and greatly relieving the pain in his mind.

It's hard to tell what kind of substance it is. From Wang Heng's perspective, they are like gurgling streams, glowing with sacred and brilliant brilliance. The dyed flesh and blood particles seemed to have been sublimated, and their activity had been enhanced by an unknown amount.

"boom!"

Wang Heng only felt that some kind of shackles in his body had been broken, and his whole body was "alive". Flesh, organs, bones, etc. were all filled with extremely rich vitality, and there was an inexplicable force hovering around Every part of his body made his pores fully open, and his whole body was comfortable, as if he was about to transform into a feather and soar.

"This is?"

Wang Heng was shocked and confused.

Could this be the legendary fairy juice, jade liquid, nectar and nectar, which can bring life and death, flesh and bones, to people with just one sip?

As this cool breath entered his head, the high-hanging sun in Wang Heng's mind slowly extinguished, all the pain and heat were extinguished, and the numerous scars were moistened by the substance and slowly eliminated. He felt Arrived at unprecedented comfort, as if soaked in fairy liquid, the body is constantly evolving, and the spirit is also sublimating.

This feeling is extremely wonderful, something Wang Heng has never felt before.

In the world he lives in, science is paramount, and all strange powers and chaos are regarded by the public as fabricated and imaginary. Even Wang Heng himself is a materialist, and it is impossible to come into contact with these things in front of him.

At this time, the pain gradually subsided, his thoughts were pulled back to reality, and his ability to think was restored.

Feeling the amazing effect of the mysterious juice flowing into his mouth, he shook his head in the darkness, convinced that he was dreaming. Everything, including the long river of time he saw earlier that reflected the vast ancient history, was What is spun out of dreams is not real.

The reason why he is so certain is that in the past six months, Wang Heng has been dreaming very frequently. As long as he closes his eyes and falls asleep, various bizarre scenes will appear in front of him.

He also went to see a doctor specifically, but the doctor concluded that he had frequent dreams because he was too full of energy, causing his brain to still function after it was dormant.

In addition, Wang Heng likes to read fantasy novels, so that his brain will habitually construct this kind of scene.

Therefore, it is not surprising at all that he dreamed about the long river of time, dreamed about drinking immortal juice and jade liquid, etc.

With a wry smile, Wang Heng said to himself, "After all, it's just a dream."

As he finished speaking, a slightly urgent call suddenly came from his ears.

"Master Heng...Master Heng..."

The sound was very special, very ethereal, like the sound of nature, with extraordinary penetrating power, directly touching the soul, with an indescribable charm, as sweet and sweet as the sound of a fairy, as if it did not belong to the mortal world.

"Master Heng?"

Wang Heng was suspicious, who was he calling?There is "Heng" in his name, could it be calling him?

Thinking like this, he tried to open his heavy eyelids.

At this moment, the dark space had disappeared, and after the scorching sun melted, Wang Heng could clearly feel that his consciousness was in a body.

He instinctively regarded this body as his own, but he lost most of his control, and it was difficult for him to even open his eyes.

After some hard work, he finally succeeded. In the darkness, a ray of light emerged and shot down, illuminating Wang Heng's eyes.

"are you awake?"

Wang Heng said to himself, generally speaking, a dream will end with the opening of the eyes. After waking up from the dream, some impressions of the content of the dream may be left in the mind, and one may remember what one dreamed about, or maybe a dream Without a trace, forget everything.

Just as he opened his eyes and was about to stare up at the ceiling as usual and be in a daze for a while, the scene in front of him stunned him on the spot.

What appeared in sight was not a ceiling at all, but something indescribable, mysterious and bizarre.

Among them, a glowing ancient tree occupies most of Wang Heng's field of vision. It is about as tall as an adult man. The trunk is thick and strong, and its old skin is like a horned dragon. It is covered with many cracks and densely packed. It can be seen that this ancient tree is The tree lived an extremely long time.

The old trees are lush with branches and leaves, lingering with strands of pure white breath, as sacred and noble as fairy mist, between the clouds and mist, a few fruits of different sizes can be faintly seen, exuding bursts of aroma, just a little inhalation through the nose and mouth , there is a feeling of becoming immortal and ascending.

(End of this chapter)