(God's perspective)
Yun Qishen entered the dreams of Taoist Chengyun and Nanjo Jin by reversing the magic of all living beings.
The two were trapped in the dream because they were unconscious due to a spell cast in the wind and sand. This spell can be easily broken by turning all living beings upside down.
It is precisely because he has learned how to confuse sentient beings that Yun Qishen cannot fall into the trap so easily. In fact, if he really falls into the trap and falls asleep, he can use the confounding technique in his dream to escape.
The only things that can trap the main consciousness are the things it cares about most.
But what made Yun Qishen more curious was that Master Chengyun and Nanjo Jin actually fell into the same dream.
"Run! Get out of here! That kid is back for revenge!"
As soon as Yun Qishen entered the dreamland, he saw a group of people running over in a panic, shouting as they ran.
"That boy is back?"
"Where's the Taoist Priest? Didn't you go with the Taoist Priest?"
"Yes, have you caught the painter?"
The people who greeted the group were not too panicked.
Yun Qishen thought that the Taoist priest they mentioned was probably Taoist priest Chengyun.
"Forget about being a painter, do you know who that Lu Hongchen is? He's the pockmarked face we burned earlier! He's back and wants to kill us all!"
"What?!"
"We clearly saw him being burned to death, couldn't we..."
"It wasn't me! It was all your idea! It was you, a group of money-grubbing scoundrels, who killed that 'pockmarked' man! It had nothing to do with me!"
"When did it happen? Everyone is an accomplice and all related!"
People were arguing about not practicing cultivation, and Yun Qishen didn't want to listen to their excuses anymore.
It seems that Taoist Master Chengyun is in the direction from which this group of people came.
Yun Qishen looked forward, and soon he came to a cabin in the forest.
But when he arrived at the hut, Yun Qishen did not find the shadow of Taoist Master Chengyun. Instead, he saw a guy who looked like a doll strangling a child's neck.
The child closed his eyes and did not move. The fact that he did not disappear proved that the child was not dead.
In this case, not dying or disappearing can prove that the child is the main consciousness.
And this puppet-like guy is the existence that limits this main consciousness.
"This is not Taoist Master Chengyun... could it be that guy named Nanjo Jin?" Yun Qishen looked carefully at the child in the puppet's hand.
The eyebrows are quite thick, it looks like he is Nanjo Shin.
Yun Qishen looked at the doll again. It looked like a woman in its clothing, but its face was completely black and it was impossible to tell her face.
Since this is the existence that Nanjo Jin cares about, I'm afraid it's not his relative or something like that.
And why is Taoist Chengyun’s dream related to this place?
Yun Qishen thought so, but he could not find any trace of Taoist Master Chengyun.
"No matter what, save the next one first!"
Yun Qishen used black silk to restrain the puppet and Nanjo Shin in front of him. Only then did the puppet notice Yun Qishen, the intruder.
【Who are you? You don't belong here...no...wait...come here! 】
【come here! 】
"What the hell..."
Yun Qi frowned deeply and then tightened the black thread. He originally wanted to separate the doll from Nanjo Jin.
As a result, the pitch-black puppet turned into a pool of liquid and rushed along the black thread in front of Yun Qishen.
【You look a lot like——】
【It's very similar——】
The sound of a puddle of liquid here reminds you of snowflakes on TV.
He kept repeating the same words, and Yun Qishen could barely hear what the thing here was saying about him.
Yun Qishen distanced himself from the puddle of liquid here. Since the black thread could not restrain it, he would form an air ball to wrap it up and eliminate it.
The black thread was pulled tightly again and then the smoke burst back.
Smoke spread around the liquid, and suddenly it solidified into a black ball.
In the end, the puddle of liquid escaped.
【You look a lot like——】
【You are the most perfect——】
【You——yes, that’s you——】
Yun Qishen caught him more than ten times in a row, but he was dodged by this pool of liquid more than ten times.
"This thing is quite flexible!" Yun Qishen saw that the black energy was useless, so he switched to a close attack.
He pierced the liquid with his sword, but the result was still unsatisfactory.
It's like washing knives here.
Just when Yun Qishen was thinking about how to pull out the sword again, the pool of liquid transformed into a painting and displayed it in front of Yun Qishen.
【Look! How did I draw? 】
[It’s very similar to you, exactly the same! 】
The noise-like sound penetrated Yun's ears again.
Yun Qishen then saw the painting of a woman in red.
This painting is not by Gu Aoguo... There is something wrong. There are many things missing. It is not that painting.
In other words, this is an imitation of a painting?
Yun Qishen didn't want to admit that he was similar to the woman in the painting. He was a strong-willed man.
[How about I let you be my painting? 】
【I promise to save your beauty! You are the most perfect existence. 】
While the puddle of liquid was talking, some very funny paintings appeared around it.
Yun Qishen couldn't help but feel his eyes hurt after looking at it. He was already irritable, and he became even more angry after seeing this painting.
The liquid attacked Yun Qishen, but Yun Qishen also used magic to resist and counterattack.
Since this physical attack is useless, use magic attacks.
Black threads were covered again, and golden flames came out of Yun Qishen's hands.
The liquid monster retreated in fear for a moment when it saw the flames.
Yun Qishen thought this method was feasible and lit all the black silk threads on fire.
The liquid was also trapped in the fire cage.
【You are the most perfect! 】
【My paintings are the best! 】
The liquid shrunk as the fire cage shrunk, until the liquid turned back into the dark puppet.
"It really made me work harder."
Yun Qishen smacked his lips slightly, and the golden flames burned on the jet black doll's body.
【Help! I do not want! My painting! My painting! ! 】
No matter how miserable the pitch-black doll's voice is, Yun Qishen remains indifferent.
There was a sudden bang, accompanied by an unpleasant smell of smoke, and the flame in Yun Qichen was extinguished.
"What?"
Yun Qishen also paid attention to the guy who extinguished his anger - Nanjo Jin.
Nanjo Jin walked up to the pitch-black puppet and spread his hands. He still looked like a child, but Yun Qishen's fire was indeed extinguished by magic.
"What do you mean? Can't you see that these are all false?"
Yun Qishen was too lazy to talk nonsense. Since one of the main consciousnesses in the dream had recovered, he should also know the truth and falsehood.
Nanjo Jin's body glowed slightly, and then he changed back to his current adult appearance.
"So what if it's false? Although I thank you for waking me up from here, you can't kill this guy."
Nanjo Jin resolutely stopped Yun Qishen from attacking the doll again.
"Since it's false, why can't I kill it?" Yun Qishen didn't want to admit that he had been staring at Nanjo Jin's thick eyebrows since he appeared.
Nanjo Jin spoke in a cold tone, "Because only I can kill him."
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