The Beginning of Panlong: In the Name of the Father

Chapter 895 Consciousness is like a dream
"Huh~"

On the futon, Dong Bolie's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and his consciousness was struggling with all his strength, trying to escape from the hypnotic voice, leaving only a trace of clarity.

"What is the nature of dreams according to the witchcraft system's research on dreams?"

"Dreams...the essence of dreams is. Whoops, the essence of dreams is subconsciousness?!"

Dong Bolie answered this question intermittently.

But at the last moment, the answer was correct.

The old preacher frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with the sleepy state of the students below.

It was just limited to the rules. He didn't have any harsh words, but preached seriously.

Dong Bolie on the futon is making his final struggle against the hypnotic effect contained in the preaching old man's voice.

However, this struggle became increasingly weak.

Within a short while, Dong Bolie closed his eyes. Although his body still managed to maintain a sitting position, it was already tending to slip.

There was only a hint of smile on the corner of his mouth.

The face of the preaching old man became even more ugly.

"The strong ancient cultivators conceived the 'natal core' and integrated it into the body organs. If the ancient cultivation inheritance of the cultivators requires the natal core to be integrated into the wings, and the practitioners are a group without wings, what is the best way?"

"Huhu." Just in time, a purr sounded.

one second...

two seconds...

"Hey!"

The preaching old man shook his head regretfully and waved his robe to expel Dong Bo Lie.

He was really a little regretful.

He could tell that the life level of this guest who came to listen to the sermon was only the realm of the realm god.

Even though he was in the realm of a world god, he could listen to his sermons for twelve days and answer hundreds of questions - something ordinary powerful people would never be able to do.

The spiritual heart and soul strength of the Realm God are far inferior to those of the Mighty One.To be able to sustain a similar amount of time even though the soul strength is far inferior, it is obvious that the will is extremely strong.

Although the old man preaching is just a weapon spirit that is restricted by rules and has little power, he has extremely broad knowledge.

For several epochs of the universe since the establishment of this thatched cottage, the True God and even the Lord have come here to listen to his sermons.

He even saw more than one Void God who was beyond the control of the True God!
He has seen too many geniuses, but there are not many who can match the will of the one in front of him.

If we were limited to this universe era, the powerful people who could listen to Dong Bolie's sermons for as long as or even longer than Dong Bo Lie could only be counted on the palm of a hand, and the vast majority of them were True God Venerables.

If this listener named Dong Bolie breaks through to the realm of the true god, I believe he can sustain it for a longer period of time - and therefore receive more gifts.

pity--

The rules are the rules, and there will be no difference based on whether it is a world god or a powerful one.

“The first method is to simultaneously cultivate the strongest warrior system and grow a pair of wings by controlling flesh and blood.

The second method is to use the flesh and blood transformation power of the witch system to forcibly transform the wings.

The third method..."

However, at the last moment, Dong Bolie answered this question with a dull and slow murmur in his sleep.

The old man who preached was stunned.

Because in his perception, Dong Bolie had fallen into a deep sleep.

But his answer was not forced, but was extremely clear.Although it sounds like gibbering, it is very organized and does not sound like talking in sleep.

If there was anything special about him, it was that he was a little slow in answering.

Other than that, it was as if he was in a state of sobriety. "Could it be that you were talking in your sleep and got the answer right?"

"If you happen to get the right answer while talking in your sleep, that would be child's play!"

As the master of a thatched cottage, old man Dao Dao had all kinds of speculations in his heart, and even felt aggrieved, but he could not communicate with Dong Bolie.

Because he cannot violate the rules left by his master and must abide by them.

In the past, the owner of a thatched cottage refined this artifact, but he also left behind various rules.

Any living being in this universe is eligible to enter the thatched cottage - the prerequisite is that they can find a thatched cottage and be able to open the door of the thatched cottage.

As long as you enter a thatched cottage, you can listen to his sermons and receive a gift of secret books.

However, this gift is also divided into three, six or nine grades.

The rule is - the longer you can listen to his sermons, the higher the level of gifts you will receive.

During the sermon, some mysterious force will resonate in this thatched cottage, acting on the body of the listener, and the body will react on the soul - gradually falling into a deep sleep.

The stronger the body and the more powerful the soul, the longer it can sustain.

During this period, the preaching old man would also ask questions.

If the answer to the question is answered correctly, the sermon can continue, regardless of how it was answered correctly.

If the answer is wrong, the sermon will stop.

For the preaching old man, there is a limit to the interval between his questions, which cannot be long or short.There is a limit to the difficulty of the questions. They cannot be too difficult or too easy.

Dong Bolie's answer just now happened to hit a point where the rewards were greatly increased.

This also made the old man preach a little bit dumbfounded.

Rationally, he hoped that Dong Bolie could last longer.This thatched cottage is also the opportunity and inheritance left by its owner to the descendants of his hometown and universe.

Of course, he hopes to give these juniors better and more opportunities as much as possible under the conditions allowed by the rules.

But emotionally, he felt that it might be unfair if Dong Bolie happened to answer the question correctly even though he was talking in his sleep.

But 'he thinks' is not important, after all, everything in a thatched cottage is done according to the rules.

"If he is really talking in his sleep, he will definitely not be able to answer the next question, and he will be expelled by then. By then - given the duration of his hearing, he will be able to barely do it, and he will have to be given a unique skill."

"He is now in the realm of the World God, and he seems to have a unique skill. He has also practiced other cultivation systems that focus on cultivating the physical body.

The most suitable secret skill for him is actually the secret skill of cultivating the divine heart of the deity.However, the secret skills of cultivating the divine heart of this deity are all top secret skills, and I can’t give them to him at all.At most, he would be given a suitable fighting skill. "

The old preacher was distracted by his thoughts, but it did not delay his sermon at all.

The content of his sermons was also more profound.

Of course, it still does not involve specific practice methods, but just some common sense and experience in different practice systems.

In the blink of an eye, half a day has passed.

Dong Bolie was already asleep on the futon.

"In the mysterious system of rules, what realm must be mastered if you want to transcend the realm of true god." The preaching old man strictly followed the rules and asked the question.

"Huhu, a normal world god can transcend by mastering the complete rules of heaven and earth.

Huhu, if it is a world god who has opened up the Tao, he must perfect the Tao to the eternal state in order to transcend. "

This time, Dong Bolie's answer was more clear and subtle.

The old man preaching widened his eyes, and even the speed of his speech slowed down.

He could see clearly that Dong Bo Lie, who was sitting down, had indeed fallen into sleep, even his own mind had fallen into sleep.

Can you still hear sermons from the outside world while sleeping?Can you still respond?

What kind of abyssal joke is this?
(End of this chapter)