"Dream?" His Majesty's voice was neither happy nor angry. It was as clear as a spring on a rock and as warm as a piece of jade. "Why don't you listen to my story first!"
"Hahaha, tell a story. Yes, this is a good time to tell a story!" The white-haired old man who was addressed as Mister Chun Yu laughed heartily. He stroked his beard and said in a carefree manner, "How many people in this world can listen to Your Majesty's story? To have such luck, we should celebrate. It seems that this trip of thousands of miles has not been in vain!"
The middle-aged scholar's expression was slightly startled when he heard this, but he quickly recovered.
His sleeves were folded behind his back.
He stood still.
It was as if he wanted to listen to the story that His Majesty was about to tell.
His Majesty did not seem to notice the sarcasm in Mister Chun Yu's laughter. He was still as calm as a clear lake. "A young friend once told me such a story. It was said that there was a dreamer who often dreamed that his dreams would come true one day. One day, he was drunk and was lying under a big tree in the courtyard. In a trance, two messengers from other countries came and invited him to a country called 'Da Huai Country' to play. What he saw and heard was that the people there were far inferior to him. He had a sense of superiority. At that time, Da Huai Country was selecting officials. He signed up and found that it was not difficult at all. In the end, he passed three tests and ranked first on the roll. The king saw that he was outstanding and personally married the princess to him. This became a legend. "
"He had a good life and married the princess. This person was extremely happy. I wonder what Your Majesty's intention is in telling this story?" Mister Chun Yu did not hear any problems.
"…" The middle-aged scholar frowned in thought.
"The story is not finished yet!" His Majesty paused for a moment, then continued, "This person was appointed as a lord. He was diligent and loved the people. He was honest and clean, and he was respected by the people. He also had several sons and daughters, and he had a successor. As you said just now, his life was full of joy and boundless happiness. If the story ends here, it is naturally not enough for the two of you to hear. However, there is still a part at the end. I wonder if the two of you would like to continue listening? "
"Speak. I want to hear the ending." Mister Chun Yu laughed. "I knew this story would have a twist. I just don't know how Your Majesty will twist it. Hahaha! "
The middle-aged scholar didn't say anything. His eyes flickered as if he had understood something.
His Majesty was not agitated by Mr. Chun Yu's words and continued to narrate the story as calm as still water, "Just as this person was living a happy and happy life, the neighboring country of Tan Luo sent troops to attack Da Huai. In the battle, Da Huai was defeated and suffered several defeats. The enemy was so powerful that no one could defeat them."
Mister Chun Yu roared with laughter. "If that's the case, why don't we send that lord scholar to lead the army?"
His Majesty waited for him to finish laughing proudly before continuing, "That's right. The whole country was at its wit's end. This man stepped forward bravely and led the elites of the country to fight against the enemy. It's a pity that he doesn't understand the art of war. Although he has a valiant spirit, he made the mistake of leading the army deeper. In the end, he suffered a great defeat on the whole front. He suffered heavy casualties and was utterly defeated. " When Mister Chun Yu heard this, his laughter died down. The middle-aged scholar's brows relaxed as if he had figured out why His Majesty said this. His Majesty paused for a moment before adding, "This man was defeated and fled home. He wanted to ask his wife to plead with the King, but who knew that she had already died of an acute illness. Helpless, he could only return to the capital to ask for forgiveness from the King. The King was furious and demoted him to a commoner, stripped of all his titles and official positions. He also took away all the children he had with the princess. In the end, the King sent him back to his hometown, never to be used again … "
When Mister Chun Yu heard this, he felt very uncomfortable.
He wanted to retort.
However, he didn't know what to say.
The middle-aged scholar didn't say anything, but his expression showed that he had already expected this.
Just as the two of them were embarrassed and speechless, His Majesty spoke again. "This story is not over yet. It ended like this. This man was sent back to his hometown and felt ashamed. He screamed and woke up from his dream. He realized that everything was just a dream. Neither the beautiful nor the unfortunate happened. He searched carefully and found a nest of ants under the big locust tree in the courtyard … "
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" When Mister Chun Yu heard the ending of the story, he immediately coughed and his face turned red.
"Your Majesty's revelation is indeed thought-provoking. Fame, wealth, happiness, and happiness are indeed like fleeting clouds. They come and go in the blink of an eye. We are mediocre beings who want to excel and achieve great things, but in fact, we are just ants. Compared to the endless time and infinite space, compared to the omnipotent ancient gods, our struggles are just like a nest of ants. How ridiculous is this? Unfortunately, how many people in the world can see through things like Your Majesty?" The middle-aged scholar was stunned at first, but then he laughed and clapped his hands in admiration.
"Temple Master Dongfang is known as the wisest person in the Heaven Realm. He has extraordinary wisdom. Why can't he understand it?" His Majesty sighed slightly and asked softly.
"Some people have no interest in ant nests, but some like to study them." The middle-aged scholar expressed that everyone had different personalities and hobbies.
"Ants don't bite people, so why are they so persistent?" His Majesty asked again.
"Although they don't bite people, the dream is too good. Maybe that person can't bear to part with his beautiful princess wife, the child in his dream, and everything that originally belonged to him." The middle-aged scholar laughed and answered casually.
"All the beauty in the dream is just a dream in the end." Before His Majesty finished speaking, the white-haired Mister Chun Yu immediately objected, "I don't agree with Your Majesty's words. As the saying goes, what people think in the day is what they dream of. What people pursue is their dream. If they can achieve their dream, it will be the happiest and most glorious feat in life. As for disillusionment, it is caused by ability. If the person in the story has the ability to command three armies, how can he lose the battle? Even if he wakes up from the dream, if the person in the story has great talent and real knowledge, there will naturally be a place for him to use it in reality! The dream that Your Majesty just mentioned is just the lament of some losers. Don't you know that everything in the world depends on human effort? As long as you have the heart to do something, whether it is the ant nest or reality, dream or reality, there is a place for you to use your skills? This conclusion is my answer to Your Majesty's' dream '. What do you think, Your Majesty? "
"I think it doesn't matter. What do you think, Temple Master Dongfang?" His Majesty turned to ask the middle-aged scholar.
"There are all kinds of life in the world. Some people think that it is a dream, some think that everything depends on human effort. There is nothing that cannot be done." The middle-aged scholar's answer was watertight.
"In that case, if this is a dream, how will the two of you deal with it?" His Majesty's voice suddenly became cold. There was a cold and quiet feeling of ice and snow melting quietly. It made the middle-aged scholar called Temple Master Dongfang and the white-haired old man called Mister Chun Yu shiver.
They knew that this Tian Luo Palace, this mirage.
It was not easy to enter.
Even when the Three Great Leaders of the Heaven Realm had attacked Tong Tian Tower in the past, only the Prison Emperor was able to hold them off. When the four of them were killing each other, Tong Tian Tower was like a defenseless castle. A group of Heaven Realm Rankers were eyeing them like tigers watching their prey, waiting for the Prison Emperor to be defeated. Before that, no one dared to step into Tian Luo Palace, no one dared to step into this mirage.
The middle-aged scholar thought for thousands of years and searched for thousands of years before he finally found Mister Chun Yu who could break the dream.
That was why he dared to step into this Tian Luo Palace for the first time.
Forbidden Land.
This was an absolutely terrifying Forbidden Land … Maybe even the Rankers of Tong Tian Tower had forgotten about it. However, as the Chief of the Central Shrine who hated Tong Tian Tower the most, the middle-aged scholar never forgot the existence of this Tian Luo Palace and this mirage.
Tong Tian Tower, Demon Abyss, Heaven Stairway and Soaring Dragon Continent all declined one after another. Ever since the Demon Abyss conquered the Queen's Seal, no one had risen for ten thousand years. Although there were many talents in Soaring Dragon Continent, the one that Heaven Realm feared the most was the Prison Emperor. If it wasn't for the Yue Clan's Third Young Master who rose at an unimaginable speed, the Soaring Dragon Continent would have fallen even more than the Demon Abyss.
Only Heaven Stairway, even if it started to decline tens of thousands of years ago, the guardian still existed.
This Majesty who stayed in Tian Luo Palace all year round and slept in the mirage all year round.
In the eyes of the rankers of the Central Shrine, he was the most dangerous person in Tong Tian Tower.
As long as this person was here, it would be difficult to invade Tong Tian Tower!
The middle-aged scholar spent thousands of years before he had the confidence to enter the Tianluo Palace with Mr. Chunyu, who specialized in breaking dreams … Now, in the face of His Majesty's counterattack, did he really have a hundred percent confidence to break through and win the battle? This point, the middle-aged scholar really didn't have absolute confidence!
Now, everything depended on Mr. Chun Yu.
He.
He was the one who broke the dream.
As long as Mr. Chun Yu could break the dream, then conquering Tong Tian Tower would be easy!
Other than His Majesty, the middle-aged scholar didn't really care about the rising star of Tong Tian Tower, the Yue Clan's Third Young Master or Zhi Zun. After all, these rising stars were too young, so young that it was almost negligible! Although the Yue Clan's Third Young Master and Zhi Zun had some fame, the middle-aged scholar's plan had already included all changes. He didn't believe that anyone could jump out of his thousands of years of plan … Other than His Majesty, only this person, only this person's dream could have such a possibility!
"Your Majesty, in response to your question." Mr. Chun Yu was vigilant in his heart, but he pretended to be relaxed and laughed, "This old man's answer is, if this is a dream, this old man will turn it into reality! If this is a dream, this old man will break out of the dream and turn everything in the dream into reality! "
"You are not me, how dare you boast shamelessly that you have the ability to change my dream?" His Majesty sneered.
"In the dream, I am God!" Mr. Chun Yu's face was full of arrogance. He raised his hands towards the sky, and his whole body emitted rays of light. It was as if the sun had risen from the east, illuminating the whole world. His voice was like the echo of the ancient times, as if it was engraved on gold and stone. Word by word, it entered everyone's ears, "I am God, the God of dreams! In the dream, I am omnipotent! "
Mister Chun Yu waved his hands towards the sky. The sky was clear for thousands of miles.
Immediately, countless dark clouds gathered.
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.
It was raining cats and dogs.
Mr. Chun Yu pressed his hands down. When the raindrops fell on the ground, they turned into flames, burning everything that was flammable. When the white-haired old man raised his hands to his chest, the burning flames all turned into brilliant flowers!
"No matter who's dream world, I am God, I am the ruler. Under my will, everything belongs to me. There are no exceptions, and there is no transcendence. I am the God of dreams. My will is the will of all things. Whether it is those who obey me or those who intend to resist me, whether it is natural or man-made, whether it is living or dead, whether it is made of Morality or any fluctuations in the world, whether it is conscious or not, as long as it exists in the world, in the dream, it belongs to me, it belongs to me, it belongs to me, it belongs to me, it belongs to me! "Mr. Chun Yu's white-haired, youthful face was shining, like a majestic God.
"Flowers bloom …" He pointed at the flowers that were blooming on the ground. Those flowers all bloomed majestically.
"Flowers fall …"
With another point of his finger, those blooming flowers all withered and fell. Finally, with a light breeze, they turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
Mr. Chun Yu looked up at the sky and summoned a meteor that could destroy heaven and earth. At the moment when the huge meteor was about to hit the Tian Luo Palace, he turned it into petals that fluttered in the air. They floated down without any lethality, causing the ground to be covered with petals that looked like blood.
Finally, Mr. Chun Yu clenched his fists and nodded confidently at the middle-aged scholar. "No matter whose dream this is, I am the God of dreams! Here, I can control time and space. I can create and destroy. I can achieve everything. No matter what this dream is, I can break out of it and turn it into reality! "
The middle-aged scholar nodded slightly.
Thousands of years of hard work and preparation had finally paid off.
Although it took a little longer, it was not unacceptable.
The premature destruction of the Tower of Babel was indeed a cause for celebration. However, if they could prepare step by step and push it into an irreversible abyss, it would be a joyous thing!
The middle-aged scholar was more at ease with the various aspects of breaking dreams.
After all, Mr. Chun Yu had a talent that was best at breaking dreams. He had the ability to control all dreams. The middle-aged scholar had prepared for thousands of years to let Mr. Chun Yu reach his limit and win today's dream. Without thousands of years of preparation, he would never think that Mr. Chun Yu would be able to release any power and will in this Tian Luo Palace. Fortunately, thousands of years of time and patience had paid off.
The only thing that the middle-aged scholar could not understand was …
Why?
Before this, would His Majesty leisurely tell him and Mr. Chun Yu a story about a dream?
"Your Majesty, what do you think?" The middle-aged scholar was not happy. In fact, he would not be happy until his opponent completely admitted defeat.
"A good dream, comparable to the story just now!" His Majesty commented on Mr. Chun Yu's words and actions of 'I am the God of dreams'.
"What did you say?" Mr. Chun Yu was angry.
"In the words of a certain brat, you are a lunatic! Talking to you is a waste of breath. I want to rest. Goodbye! "His Majesty added coldly," I think I have made myself clear enough! "
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