Maybe that's what it means, maybe not.

In the afternoon, frowning and thinking, Gao Fengluan, Chen Chu, Lian Zhaoru, Zhou Bochen...... And then? Gone.

These people all wrote that they were refining the void and cultivating highly, but there were no names for them in this era. That is, they are gone, and there is not even a legend left. The words they left one by one prove that they are the age of the word, and they are counted in thousands of years.

Xiao Wu summoned a sword aura and stabbed towards the light in front of him.

When ~!, there was a tremor.

Xiao Wu frowned slightly, this word does not seem to be simple. If it is really difficult to leave words, then what does it mean to leave these words, and what is the reason for the intermittent writing?

Xiao Wu didn't dare to mobilize all his cultivation. One is that it is extremely dangerous above the dream tree, and he cannot expose his strength. Also, there are often people coming here, and if someone finds out about his message, wouldn't it be very troublesome?

Looking inside, Xiao Wu didn't find anything else. He sat down slowly, closed his eyes, and released his senses.

This is when he asked Bai Ruyi about the situation of Mengge that day, Bai Ruyi said. His exact words were, "That place is not good for cultivation." So many people may not be able to make it in their lifetime. But when you go in, you still have to touch the scar of the dream tree with your divine sense, and you will understand what it is unforgettable. ”

The scar of the dream tree, that is, the poem, those lines.

It is said that the tree hole in the Dream Pavilion was excavated in that scar, and the words in the Dream Pavilion were left in the scar.

Engraved on the dream tree, for posterity to wake up? Xiao Wu almost rummaged through the books in the bookstore that day, but he didn't see anything from a thousand years ago. Therefore, these few lines are the most historical words in the entire dream realm, and even the only record of the history of the dream realm.

Xiao Wu's divine sense slowly emanated, and he tried to touch the four lines with his divine sense. The consciousness is in contact with the words without hindrance, merging with ...... It was as if he had fallen into some kind of dream, but the dream was so illusory that he couldn't even see the faint scene in front of him without even looking at it. Xiao Wu's heart was flooded with a warm current.

He saw a man who was holding a little boy's hand. As the little boy grew up, he began to cultivate. His qualifications are very good, he is so strong that he has even stepped into the realm of refining void that no one has stepped into. He began to fight with people, and his legend spread throughout the world. The boy lived in the Dream Tree, and he ruled the world. After becoming famous, he also married a wife and had children, and his favorite thing was to hold his child's hand and watch the sunrise and sunset with him......

Suddenly, one day, the monks arrived. He was curious, and he drank with them and talked about the monastics, and the monks from outside the realm had a great time with him. But he was suddenly attacked by the Outside Monks, who rushed in droves, and his family, his subjects, were massacred.

He was miserable, helpless, and hesitant. He led the monks into battle with the monks who were outside the realm, and they fought with each other. The picture became extremely distorted at this point, as if the monk himself was in confusion at that time.

In his last moments, he stood in front of the Dream Tree, which emitted a blinding white light that swept across the world.

He smiled tiredly, but he was in tears. He summoned his flying sword, and he slashed at the Dream Tree. Yumeki was intimidated by his determination, and sneered at the blow of his sword. All the pictures, all the sounds, even the perception of Xiao Wu and those few lines of words were interrupted by the white light that filled the world. Gone, everything is gone.

Xiao Wu opened his eyes and felt that there was something strange on his cheeks, and when he wiped it, he realized that it was all tears. At some point, he was already in tears. The feeling in my heart is not anger, but mourning, not even sadness, only sorrow, sorrow.

He looked at the words again, "A foolish dream once in a thousand years, and then turned into nothingness when I look back." Who is the owner and who is the guest, I don't know the past. ”

He felt loneliness, the pain that was all unreal as far as the eye could see. Isn't all this real? Xiao Wu muttered.

"No, we exist, we think we exist! Don't doubt yourself at any time. A deep and determined male voice rang out.

Xiao Wu looked back and saw that it was a man wearing a silver robe and silver hair, but his face was not as young as a young man. With this image, Xiao Wu immediately remembered the account in the biography, bowed down and saluted: "The junior greets the leader." ”

This man is Xiang Qing who stayed in Dream Source City. Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel nervous, why did he appear here today? Isn't this Xiang Qing going to preside over the Dream Tree Ceremony tomorrow? Shouldn't he retreat today? Even if he fasts and bathes, right?

It doesn't matter what the reason is, Xiang Qing looked at the poems in front of him, and said slowly: "You just tried to engrave?"

Xiao Wu's face was a little red and nodded.

Xiang Qing smiled, "There's nothing to be shy about." The first time I entered this place was when I was a young child, and I tried to engrave at that time, but I didn't succeed. ”

Xiao Wu nodded stunned, well, it seems that not only I have the habit of scribbling, everyone has it!

Xiang Qing continued, "The dream tree is not hard, if it is really hard, these tree holes will not be left. But here, and only here, I can't engrave the words. After I stepped into the refining void, I came here again to engrave the words, but I still couldn't engrave them. Xiang Qing smiled to himself, "Later, I heard that Leader Mo said that he had also carved it, but it was unsuccessful." We have a guess that it may only be when we reach the last moment of our dreams, like this predecessor who left the letter, that we can leave a few words. ”

Xiang Qing stretched out his hand and stroked the words gently. He was obviously not speaking to Xiao Wu, he was completely immersed in his own world. I saw him smile slightly, the flying sword appeared, and stabbed forward again, and then his smile looked a little better, "It still can't be engraved, it proves that I haven't reached the end of the dream realm." ”

After Xiang Qing finished speaking, he turned around and walked out, "Meeting is fate, tomorrow, I hope you will come to participate in the Dream Tree Ceremony." Take it! I'll give it to you!" tossed something as he walked.

Xiao Wu was stunned and looked at Xiang Qing who disappeared at the entrance of the cave. He somewhat understood why he met Xiang Qing. This one, I'm afraid that he will come here to engrave if he has nothing to do, because then he will be sure that this world has not reached the last moment.

Xiao Wu looked at the item in his hand, but it was an elixir. If you look closely, you can't see why, but the simple breath is a bit like a dream fruit.

Although there are many dream fruits, they are also very valuable. Will this kind of refined elixir be more effective? I was carried by Xiang Qing as a junior.

Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart, ah! This kind of appearance of leaving something after saying something looks so handsome!

He wasn't nervous anymore, because Xiang Qing probably wouldn't remember himself, and he wasn't even interested in what kind of person he was.

(Ahh It's just sent from time to time, just send it out. The daily three watches are completed, and everyone has a happy weekend ——Ukawuka, which never stops)