If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 858 God in Dreams
Uncle Lulong's response was very timely and his tactics were very clear.

Although he didn't know why, when, or how he entered someone else's dream.

What is even more incomprehensible is that I was clearly targeting the dream of the old Taoist Wuyazi, but how come I went in the opposite direction and accidentally entered the dream of the little boy Xijuan?

The little boy Xi Juan is still so ferocious, and his sword energy is as sharp as real?

These questions filled his head, and Uncle Lulong couldn't figure them out no matter how hard he tried.

He had lived his entire life and had been a master of dreams, but he couldn't understand what he encountered today.

But he didn't need to figure it out.

As long as he uses "Berqi's dream-swallowing power" to swallow up the entire dream, all difficulties will naturally disappear, and all enemies will vanish into thin air, at least the enemies in the dream will disappear into thin air. The little boy Xi Juan in reality will be mentally haggard for several days because of the loss of a beautiful dream (Xi Juan killing the crocodile is a beautiful dream for Xi Juan, but a nightmare for the crocodile and his second uncle), and he may even suffer from bad luck.

This is the characteristic of Burch's dream-eating technique.

If your nightmare is swallowed by Birch, you will have good luck; conversely, if your good dream is swallowed by Birch, you will have bad luck.

"Tuzi, where are you? Tuzi, have you really been killed?"

After defeating the enemy, the second uncle still hasn't forgotten his nephew.

He looked around in the gray and empty space and shouted repeatedly, his expression and tone were quite sad.

“It’s a pity that you served three hundred years in the outer seas and finally returned to the Four Seas. You were about to become a true god holding the power of the great river, but you met Xi Juan.

The Dragon King of the Water Tribe, who didn’t even get to enjoy a day of his life, died at the hands of a junior. How sad~~~"

He mourned for his eldest nephew sadly, then turned around and rushed back the way he came.

But after running for a while, he still couldn't penetrate the thick fog and didn't "see" his own body.

"What's going on? My physical body is clearly not far ahead. I can easily lock onto it. Why haven't I reached the Sea of ​​Light Consciousness after walking for so long?"

Uncle Lulong didn't even care about his sadness for his nephew. All that was left in his heart was a deep sense of surprise and suspicion.

Perhaps the energy level of Pangu World is too high, or perhaps, as Xiaoyu guessed, the dream world has not yet been fully developed, and there is no "Dream Emperor" to set various restrictions and rules.

Anyway, for the extraordinary people in Pangu World - whether they are strange people or ghosts and gods - it is very easy to enter the dream dimension.

Even any dead ghost, who has just turned from a living person into a dead person, can instinctively find and enter the dreams of relatives and friends through the six senses and send messages to them in their dreams.

If it is a night-wandering god, it is even more powerful and can bring anyone into other people's dreams.

Uncle Tuzi is a professional nightmare master.

Even dead ghosts and wandering spirits can come in and out of dreams. For him, whether his spirit leaves his body and enters a dream, or leaves the dream dimension and returns to the sea of ​​consciousness, it is easy and simple, just like a healthy person eating and drinking water.

But at this moment, my second uncle's feelings and situation were very strange.

He could sense the light in his sea of ​​consciousness, which pointed him in the direction of return.

It's the same as always.

As long as he walked forward, he would enter a bright space almost in the next moment - his sea of ​​consciousness, and then wake up from his dream.

Now he can still sense the bright light of the sea of ​​consciousness, but he can never reach the end.

"Oops, I entered a dream within a dream!"

Experts are experts. After only a moment of confusion, Uncle Tuzi suddenly realized: he was still in a dream.

Because the gray void all around is not the norm in the dream dimension.

The dream dimension contains the dreams of billions of living beings, and each dream is colorful.

The dream space is like a city, and every household in the city is a separate dream.

Every household has its own scenery, and traveling through the dream dimension is like walking on the streets of a city at night.

He might not come across a family with an oil lamp for a while, but he had been walking for so long that he would have come across other people's dreams under normal circumstances.

Now, he was escaping quickly, and there was only gray and empty space around him. This was not normal.

So he should still be dreaming!

The light in his sea of ​​consciousness that he sensed was not his own sea of ​​consciousness in reality, but his own sea of ​​consciousness in the "upper dream".

If dreams are layered, reality is on the surface, shallow dreams are on the first floor below ground, dreams within dreams are on the second floor below ground, and so on. The deeper the dream, the farther it is from the surface (reality).

If he were on the B2 floor, he would feel that the self on the B1 floor was real.

But the person on the underground floor is still in a dream, controlled by the dream.

He sensed the "right direction", but could not reach his goal no matter what.

Just like ordinary people dreaming, they always go to the toilet in their dreams, but they can't hold it in. Because peeing in dreams is not real peeing, unless it wets the bed.

"My dear Xi Juan, you are really amazing. I was almost fooled by you.

But once you are exposed, this petty trick will not be enough in front of me, the Nightmare Taoist! "

Uncle Crocodile stopped and looked around at the gray void. He sneered a few times and chanted again: "Gao! I dare to tell you, Boqi Boqi, I have a big dream. Come back, Boqi Boqi, this is my nightmare. Boqi Boqi forced me to drink and eat!"

A strange beast named "Birch" with a tiger body, bird claws, dragon horns on its head, and black bat wings on its back emerged from his chest again.

Birch expanded infinitely in his dream.

The crocodile uncle under it was like a small ant in front of Mount Tai.

Such a huge Birch sucked hard, and large pieces of gray void, as if hit by a two-dimensional foil, were quickly compressed into a thin pancake, flew into its mouth, and were chewed by it.

"What's going on? Where am I?"

Uncle Tuzi did not return to reality, nor did he fall into another gray dream space.

There was darkness and silence around him, no space, no time, no matter, and no laws.

This is the "outer space environment" of Pangu's world: the chaotic world outside the rift valley that Xiaoyu felt during the earth-shattering disaster.

"You are not Xijuan. Xijuan definitely does not have such a powerful nightmare magic." Uncle Tuzi shouted excitedly.

He didn't know how the other party did it, but he was very sure that the person who could use such superb means to play with his nightmare grandmaster "Nightmare Taoist" at the palm of his hand could not be the eleven-year-old boy Xi Juan.

No matter how peculiar Xi Juan's fate is, or how naturally he is able to restrain the dragon clan, it is impossible for him to master this kind of magical power in dreams overnight.

Especially a few days ago, Xi Juan was still being toyed with by him in her dream, and her mind was madly drained of fear!

If a strange wind had not blown them away, Xi Juan would have collapsed that night: he was not dead, but he had lost his vitality and energy, could not even walk, and had to lie paralyzed in bed and have others take care of his excrement and urination.

Looking back now, Uncle Tuozi was even certain that the strange wind was also abnormal.

It was a super master who warned them in the dark.

"Great Immortal, I, the old dragon, am convinced. Please be magnanimous and spare me! I will never dare to lay a hand on the Xi mother and son again. I swear on this!" Uncle Crocodile gradually regained his composure. He bowed his hands in all directions, apologized repeatedly, and swore that as long as he was let go, he would never retaliate against Xi Juan and her son again.

Outside the "outside chaotic world", in a fairyland with birds singing and flowers blooming, Wuyazi Xiaoyu smiled and said to Xi Juan: "What do you think? This old Lilong is quite knowledgeable. He knows that it is futile to struggle anymore. It is better to admit defeat honestly."

"Teacher, he is definitely not honest. He gave in after losing the battle in the dream. When he returns to reality, he will roar in anger and pounce on us. Why not..."

A hint of cruelty appeared on Xi Juan's still somewhat childish face. He held the hatchet in his right hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"You are so young, don't be so murderous."

Xiaoyu never thought that one day she would say such words to others.

It's absurd.

These are the words that others often use to advise her, but now she is using them to advise others.

"If you do things too radically, it will often backfire. For example, right now, the method used by the Nightmare Taoist to crack the dream-making technique is actually very simple."

Xiao Yu pointed downwards and said, "Go and tell him to leave the Nightmare Suppression Object behind and then commit suicide."

Xi Juan was puzzled: "Teacher just advised his disciple not to do anything too extreme, why do you want him to commit suicide now?"

"A dead heart is the way to live. Go ahead and tell him. He will definitely understand, and then you will understand too." Xiaoyu waved her hand.

Xi Juan took a step forward, instantly left the fairyland, entered the chaotic world outside the domain, and appeared opposite the old dragon.

"Old Lilong, since you have sworn to heaven, I will spare you this time. Hand over the item of Nightmare Town, and I will let you go."

Uncle Tuzi was in doubt and said, "It was you who trapped me, not some other immortal?"

"Are you leaving or not? If you don't, I will." Xi Juan shouted.

"No, I'm leaving. I'll get out of here right now!" Uncle Tuozi said hurriedly.

Xi Juan said: "Before you leave, you must hand over the nightmare thing to me to prove your sincerity."

A ruthless look flashed across Uncle Tuo's face, but it quickly changed into a pitiful one. He bowed and begged repeatedly, "I am able to travel across the four seas and eight rivers, all thanks to this nightmare power. Without the talisman, my power is almost useless.

Young man, please have mercy on me, an old man.

Without a source of food, I am afraid I will end up in the gutter and become a mud loach."

"You rely on evil things to eat your last meal, and you still dare to shout here? Hand it over quickly, or I will chop you to pieces with a knife." Xi Juan shouted.

Uncle Tuzi's expression changed several times, and finally he unbuttoned his clothes with a look of pain, revealing his muscular chest.

Xi Juan almost couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

There was a head embedded between Uncle Tuzi's breasts, which looked seven parts like a black tiger and three parts like a dragon.

There are dragon horns on the head and long whiskers on the lower jaw.

It was actually the head of the strange beast Birch!

Uncle Crocodile grabbed Burch's head, and with his long arms that reached down to his calves, he pulled with all his strength.

“Uh ah~~”

As he screamed with a distorted expression, Birch's head was actually pulled out of his chest.

First the head, then the tiger body, black wings, and bird claws. A complete Birch was separated from Uncle Crocodile's body.

A cavity as big as a basin appeared on his chest, and bloody organs and spine could be seen inside.

"Are you satisfied now?" He threw Birch to the ground and shouted angrily at Xi Juan.

Xi Juan was really shocked and was speechless for a long time.

Xiao Yu's calm voice immediately reached his ears, "Tell him to hand over the magic claw hidden in his left sleeve. That magic claw is the real talisman."

"You old beast, you still dare to lie to me!" Xi Juan was furious. He pointed his hatchet at Uncle Tuo and shouted, "The talisman is hidden in your sleeve pocket. It's the arm of an evil demon. Hand it over now!"

Uncle Tuozi was shocked and pinched his left arm and said, "You, how do you know——"

"Puchi!" Xi Juan swung the hatchet in his hand, and the sword energy like a long river rumbled past Uncle Tuzi.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll send you to see that crocodile dragon." He said coldly.

Uncle Tuzi could hardly suppress the anger in his heart, but he didn't dare to get angry.

"Okay, okay, okay, today I have offended someone I shouldn't have offended, I, the Nightmare Taoist, accept the defeat!"

He took out a black claw from his sleeve and threw it at Xi Juan as if to vent his anger, "Are you satisfied now?"

Xi Juan subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to catch the black claw. But after seeing its appearance, he shuddered and quickly retracted his hand, letting the black claw fly backwards until it completely disappeared.

"You can commit suicide," he said.

"What?" Uncle Tuozi was completely furious. "I have already handed the talisman to you, and you actually broke your promise?!"

"You're heartbroken." Xi Juan stared at him.

He didn't understand what this meant and wanted to see how Uncle Tuzi would react.

"Dead heart, alive road" Uncle Tuo was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed.

He really understood.

"Why don't you just let me go?" he said hoarsely.

"Are you leaving or not?" Xi Juan asked impatiently.

"You bastard, you are so cruel, you have such a cruel heart! You took away my talisman and deprived me of my Birch blood, but as long as my heart is dead, the road will be alive. You bastard, if I had known this would happen, I would have left, Laozi..."

Uncle Tuozi's face was filled with regret, and he slapped himself hard, "I should have known long ago that I would rather die in my heart than live in my body. As long as I die completely in my dream, no matter how many dreams you have, it can't stop me from waking up in my body."

Xi Juan had some understanding, but still could not fully understand it.

He was very shrewd. He remained calm and said coldly, "Your body is hundreds of feet away. Even if you wake up, where can you go if I don't let you go?"

Uncle Tuozi sighed bitterly, "You must keep your promise!"

He raised his right hand, held it high above his head, and his palm turned into a dragon claw, and then he slapped down like lightning.

"Bang!" His head was crushed into a rotten watermelon by the dragon's claws.

"Plop~~~" Uncle Tuzi fell to the ground immediately, twitched a few times and then died.

And as he "truly died", his body quickly became ethereal, and in just two breaths, it completely disappeared.

"It turns out that the way to leave the dream cage is to kill yourself. It's so simple, why didn't Master Yan think of it before?" Xi Juan first realized, then became confused.

(End of this chapter)