The Hedao God Man, surrounded by the burning fire, embraces the entire universe.

Even the surrounding dusk monsters were embraced by the supreme Taoist arms.

"If I can't let go."

It was like a rushing river, the voices of young people spread throughout the universe and resounded through the surrounding world communities: "If you really can't find the way forward."

"I know that most people don't even know what they want... Not to mention innovation, there is no way to even take steps."

What emerges from his lower eyes is a kind of gentle faith.

Su Zhou looked around the void, staring at the sealed universe and the surrounding world groups, calmly and solemnly proclaiming: "Then dream."

"Reality is hard to take, just imagine in your dreams and gain courage."

"Dare to dream, then dare to practice..."

"Go to dream."

The rumbling sound of thunder is endless, but this roar is like spring thunder. In addition to being deafening, it also brings endless erection, endless gentleness and compassion, as well as endless expectations and hope.

At this moment, countless dusk monsters were eagerly looking at the only existence that could give them a sense of peace of mind.

[Lord…] They call: [Guide us…]

"I will."

In response to this, after hearing these voices, the Hedao God Man who was above the root of the universe closed his eyes.

Su Zhou began to dream.

Just as Brahma created the world in his dream, his dream bloomed in the void, just like a huge star that suddenly rose, shining all over the world, making the surrounding heavens shine and be surrounded by the great dreams of all worlds.

The dull and yellow twilight is also covered by the light of this dream.

The world changes, and many dusks are chanted together.

then.

All worlds fall into dreams here.

...

The sky is slight and it is the dawn of a day.

Chengqingtian, Feiyunzhou, and Wuzhuang City.

cracking

A goshawk flapped his wings and took off from the top of a collapsed tower and went straight into the sky. It penetrated the city shining by the light, leaped through the dense clouds, and entered the sky with a high sound.

Until he could no longer see the figure of the eagle, He Xiaozhao barely lowered his head and looked around in disbelief.

Many ancient and dilapidated buildings and streets in Wuzhuang City are extremely damaged. Because they are remote, there is almost no city defense that cannot be invested in for many years. Even carriages are difficult to drive in the city because the roads are extremely rugged. Even children must be careful when playing, because they will fall into a ditches and pits if they are accidentally caught.

In the backyard covered with weeds, He Xiao looked around.

He is very familiar with this because this is his home back then.

The He family was also a wealthy family in the past, but because they were the remnants of the era of Chengqing Immortal Lord, they were split and exiled for more than 10,000 years until the destruction of this frontier.

If He Xiao had not been able to gain the eye of the Taishidao Sect traveling to the master who had recruited disciples around him, he might have been in trouble for the rest of his life.

But even if he entered the Taishi Taoist Sect, he did not receive fair teachings. He was not born in the 108 peaks. He originated from the three thousand lower realms. Even if he could receive the inheritance of Taoism, he could at most be an outer Taoist soldier, and it was impossible to enter the inner gate, let alone a higher level of true teaching.

Taoism is fair, but the system is not.

Walking through the ancient city of the past, He Xiaozhao discovered that no one in the city could see him, and he seemed to be no longer there.

Yes, the hawking at the tea stalls on the street is familiar and friendly, and the fragrance of Wang Bo’s wontons is still nostalgic. Everything is like a dream in the past. Everything in the dream returns to the past and back to the past.

But He Xiaozhao did not stop him from dreaming for this familiar and warm past. It would be better to say that the reason why he dreamed was to get rid of all this.

So the man took a deep breath, and he penetrated the streets and layers of walls and doors like a phantom, and came to the dilapidated backyard, a small bungalow where even the door began to decay.

He entered the house.

Then, I saw a small figure in front of the table in the room, studying the scriptures seriously, repeating them over and over again in a tender voice.

"Taichu has Tao, its name is Taishi, which has tangible but no matter, empty and full of qi, Yin and Yang are combined, and Wuji are mixed..."

The foundation of Taishi Taoist sect’s inheritance, the ‘Taishi True Talisman’… The black-haired boy stared at the words in the book seriously, his face was full of concentration, and his blue pupils reflected the words in the book.

He Xiaozhao stared at his childhood self. Although he had long speculated, he really couldn't say anything at this moment, so he could only stare silently.

"Huh...who are you? How could you be in my house?!"

Until the boy seemed to notice something, he turned his head in surprise and looked at the boy behind him. He saw a man with a tired look, bent his backbone, tortured by countless painful reality.

He wanted to exclaim out loud and call the neighbors, but for some reason, the man's sad and numb face made him feel a little sympathy.

"You want..."

So the boy asked hesitantly, "What do you want to do?"

“…I don’t know either.”

The man stared at his young self in front of him. It was obviously a dream, and it should be a big dream that he imagined, but because it was too real, it was difficult to have hope: "The Lord Zhuzhou is really true. Why did he let me know that this is a dream even though he was dreaming? What's the point of deceiving himself like this? Reality will not change because of this."

However, there is still light in He Xiaozhao's heart.

The man who could hear the sound of Zhuzhou, even though he was confused, still stretched out his hand and rubbed the child's head: "I may not be able to do it...but if I was dreaming..."

"I want you to... have another different possibility."

He Xiaozhao taught Taoism and opened the road of cultivation for boys. He was a portable old man who could not see anyone else, answering all questions for young boys and answering all questions he could not understand.

The boy no longer has to suffer the hardships he had encountered. He once took the miserable paths, and the boy no longer has to walk.

No one answered his confusion for a long time, but this time, even though the boy was still confused, someone guided him in the right direction.

Without Taishi's travel to the master, the boy can practice by himself, become a strong man, and become an immortal. He avoided all detections under the guidance of He Xiaozhao, and finally became a real person in Taixu outside the world, reaching the realm where He Xiaozhao is now.

In a moment, the time in the dream is like a chaotic ocean current, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, hard to figure out, like chaos.

In the end, He Xiaozhao failed.

He saw that Xiaozhao Zhenren, who was far stronger than himself, was still defeated in the void when facing the siege of the Taishidao Sect's digital angels.

However, even if he fell down, he had no regrets.

Immortal Xiaozhao laughed and raised his head. His divine body shattered inch by the endless shining spiritual light, and immortality also passed away.

He could see the tired man who had been guiding him in regret and sad expression, but the boy of the past had no gloom on his face: "Smile, myself."

"Why do you have to look sad? Isn't my existence also a proof that even now you may grow to the point where you can defeat one or two angels?"

"Smile, laugh for me."

Indeed, you should laugh.

The vastness of the virtual seas of the heavens and all worlds can surround these imaginary stars with your own will, and you can experience this infinite multiverse with your own personal experience.

Unwillingness and regret? Naturally, how could a failed guy be relieved?

But for a man who has been imprisoned for his whole life, just being able to touch the boundaries of distant stars with his own hands and with his own will is the greatest success.

The dream disappeared... He Xiaozhao returned to a gray world, and the tide of thought was boiling, bringing out all kinds of hazy illusions.

After waking up from the dream, He Xiaozhao was still the one who was the Taoist soldier in the lower realm of Taishi Taoist Sect. He had no way forward, and he was not the immortal Xiaozhao who was traversing the void with his own will.

Dreaming does have no meaning to reality, and reality will not change anything because of people dreaming.

However, in this gray world, the man gradually lit up his eyes after he was silent.

"Yeah."

He Xiaozhao stared at his hands and murmured to himself: "So delusions come true, is it like this?"

"I have always wondered if I had already had the strength when I was young, or if there was a good teacher who could teach me, would I not have to go to Taishidao Sect, but tried to go to other worlds with my own strength and gain enough power and freedom."

"But this is just a delusion, impossible, impossible, impossible, what has happened cannot be reversed, and my past cannot be changed."

But now...this is not the case.

Dreams don’t need to care about those things, or those inexplicable regulations.

In Zhuzhou's dream, He Xiaozhao adapted to his heart, adapted to his delusions over the years, and had a happy and joyful dream.

Even if you fail, it is not despair, but a great dream that saw a glimmer of dawn!

"Can you do it again!"

He raised his head, and the man with black hair and blue eyes raised his head.

He looked up at this gray dream world and loudly and longed to the real master of the dream: "I can continue! I can continue dreaming... This time I failed, but the next time might be fine!"

"I can do better. After learning from this failure, I might succeed!"

【I heard your wish】

So, a grand and gentle voice sounded.

Endless gray mist rolled over, turning into a storm, surrounding He Xiao, and these hot storms began to transform into the sky and the earth, turning into a dream world.
To be continued...