Chapter 38: Entering Qingfei's Dream

Long Yu looked at the rich young man, stood up and touched the peach tree, "Senior Qingfei, what is the purpose of our cultivation?" Qingfei looked at the crowd below, "I am doing it for a woman, what is your dream?"

Long Yu leaned against the peach tree. "When I was driven down the mountain, I thought I would be a salted fish. I would go down the mountain for a while and then go back to the mountain to hunt and be taken care of by the old man. Now I don't know what I want. Maybe I want to bring a woman back to the mountain."

The rich young man took out a painting from his ring. Long Yu couldn't tell what it was because it looked blurry. The rich young man stroked the painting and seemed to fall into a deep sleep. Long Yu looked at the rich young man smiling like a child and shook his head helplessly.

After about 10 minutes, the rich young man put the portrait into the ring and looked at Long Yu awkwardly. "I lost my composure. I'm sorry to offend you." Long Yu waved his hand, "Senior is a romantic man. I really admire you."

The rich young man shook his head, "Now I can only see him through illusions, I will never see him in person again." Long Yu looked at the rich young man with a melancholy look, "Senior's illusions must be very powerful, to be able to put thoughts into them."

The rich young man nodded, "Illusions can indeed be put in there. Do you think you are deceiving yourself?" Long Yu shook his head, "It's not great to be able to deceive others, but it's great to be able to deceive yourself."

"Haha, kid, you have good comprehension, but you are a little lacking in physical training." The rich young man looked at Long Yu with a smile, not showing off. Long Yu touched the back of his head. He knew that the rich young man was saying bad things about him, but it still sounded good.

“Senior Qingfei, how do I practice illusion and how do I resist the enemy’s illusion?” “Since you don’t know how…” The rich young man looked at Long Yu in shock, as if he saw a monster, and looked at Long Yu with curiosity.

"I don't know how. I haven't learned any illusion techniques and I don't even know what they are used for." Long Yu looked aggrieved. Indeed, no one had ever taught him and there were no relevant books to learn from.

The rich young man took out a zither from the ring and threw it to Long Yu. "Try to add fantasy into the playing." "Oh." Long Yu looked at the zither in front of him, and when he touched it in his hand, he felt a breath of air surrounding him, and there was a mysterious attraction. Long Yu didn't know what it was.

Long Yu closed his eyes and plucked the strings softly, as if it was a woman's voice, very tender and sweet. Long Yu tried to play the Requiem, which was taught by the old man, who said it was to control everything about one's soul and to raise one's aura.

String after string, Long Yu found that he could sense his soul playing. The main soul did not move, and the flames of the seven spirits sometimes rose and sometimes fell. After Long Yu played once, it seemed that his soul had gained an unprecedented relaxation.

Long Yu became more and more absorbed in the playing, and came to a dark void, and then the sky was full of twinkling stars. A figure appeared in front of Long Yu, and Long Yu saw a very blurry figure dancing, and Long Yu looked at the woman very excitedly.

Long Yu glanced at the blurry woman and continued to switch to other songs. With each song, the blurry woman changed her dance. Long Yu stopped and the surrounding environment became pitch black. He opened his eyes and saw the rich young man, who seemed to have fallen asleep.

A cold wind blew, and a woman in white appeared in front of the rich young man. Long Yu couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but he saw the woman enter the rich young man's arms, and it seemed very warm.

The rich young man held the girl in his arms, as if afraid that she would suddenly leave. Long Yu watched quietly, and suddenly the woman in white turned into a white mist and disappeared. Long Yu looked at the reluctance of the rich young man. There was a feeling of sadness, and he didn't know what was hurting his heart.

Long Yu watched the surrounding environment change step by step, and in front of him was a mansion that looked very grand. Long Yu looked at his clothes, which seemed to be the clothes of a groom. Long Yu walked into the mansion and saw: An Mansion.

A butler looked at Long Yu, saluted him quickly, and shouted to the inside, "Mr. Qingfei is here." Long Yu listened to the back, and the shadow kiss music sounded. Long Yu looked at the back with a confused face.

A man got off a red horse and glanced at Long Yu. "Sixth Young Master, why are you in such a hurry? The people from Qing Mansion can't catch up with you no matter how hard they try. The master asked me to tell you that there is no need to rush to get married."

Long Yu bowed to the man and said, "Excuse me, who are you? Today is my wedding day?" The man bowed to Long Yu and said, "Sixth Master, you have been in the mountains for a long time. Since I am your servant, I am Qing'an, the son of Qingfu."

Long Yu nodded to Qing An, walked into the An Mansion, looked at the many people in the yard, and bowed to him. Saying a lot of blessings, Long Yu bowed and greeted them one by one. Long Yu looked at a person who appeared on the roof, wearing a black robe.

Long Yu and the man exchanged a glance, and the man in black robe came to Long Yu's side. "Even if I die here today, I will ensure that you and An Qiaoqiao can get married." Long Yu bowed to the man in black robe, "Thank you for your help, brother. Qing is very grateful."

Long Yu suddenly found himself out of control, and could only look at the things in front of him. His actions were controlled by others. Suddenly, a purple lightning appeared in the sky, and Long Yu saw that it was Jian Chen.

Landing behind Long Yudi, "Just keep moving forward, I will definitely protect you." Suddenly, a strange soul appeared on the roof, "Qingfei, don't think that we won't dare to touch you just because you have the counselors of the fairy world and the swordsman of the heavenly world protecting you."

A purple sword pierced through the person who just spoke, and a sword with purple flames fell into the hands of the black-robed man. Long Yu looked at the black-robed man who ignored the visitor and stood on his left and right.

The black robe nodded to Long Yu, and Long Yu walked forward uncontrollably. The sky was dark and full of people, blocking the sky. The black robe stood directly at the control, and the nine-layer sword formation surrounded the An Mansion, "My disciple's brother is getting married, who can step in and try it out."

Long Yu looked at Jian Chen, who was looking at him with a smile on his face. He followed him, holding a purple lightning bolt in his hand. In the distance, a woman wearing an off-white dress and looking like a goddess looked very sweet. She walked towards Long Yu holding a bride.

A burly man in a wedding gown, holding a yellow gun in his hand, stood behind the bride and shouted to the sky, "Today is my daughter's wedding banquet. You all came uninvited. You really don't take me seriously."

Long Yu looked at the sky and saw a woman standing out. She looked at Long Yu and said, "If she marries you, I will kill her. If you marry her, I will definitely take down Ping An Mansion." Long Yu smiled and looked at the woman, "Haha, I'm here to protect her even if I die."

A fan appeared in Long Yu's hand, and a green flame appeared in his hand, ready to attack the sky at any time. Another group of people appeared in the sky, and Long Yu saw the little girl eating candied haws there.

"Miqi, do you really think that there is no one in our divine world? Or do you still think that your Flying Wings Clan can control our human race?" The little girl licked the candied haws and looked at the woman indifferently.

More and more people appeared in the sky. Miqi looked at the people around her and waved her hands at the sky. A figure appeared in the sky with six pairs of wings on its back. Its body looked like a swollen human body, and its head was a bat's.

The two armies appeared everywhere and fought, looking for the position of their opponents. Long Yu watched Mi Qi rush directly to the bride's position, and Jian Chen directly took a sword and slashed at Mi Qi.

The sound of an explosion shocked Long Yu, who spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the blood-stained Qin, and then at the rich young man who was looking at him from a distance, Long Yu held his chest, stood up, and gave the rich young man a teacher's salute.

The rich young man waved his hand and said, "It's amazing that you can enter my dream. Next, when you practice the piano to the point where you don't need it anymore, you can modify other people's dreams." Long Yu looked at the piano beside him, which was covered in blood.

"Senior Qing'an, I don't understand why I can enter your dream." Long Yu really didn't know how he got in, nor did he know how he should react to this situation.

Xiao An took out a book of illusion secrets from his ring and threw it to Long Yu, "You should practice well here. When you can see the changes in the peach tree, you can go down the mountain. By the way, the Pavilion Master seems to be waiting for you."

Long Yu looked at the back of the rich young man as he left, and at the magic secret book in his hand:

Illusions come from the voice of the heart and can be integrated into everything. Vision enters, there are all things that can be seen, such as the enchanted woman, the portrait, the changes in the terrain, etc. Hearing enters, there are all sounds that can be heard, such as music, the sound of wind and grass, the sound of insects, etc.

People who practice illusions must have a strong mind and strong will, and be able to distinguish the real space. If they get lost in dreams, they will not die or disappear in other people's dreams. People who practice Taoism should not easily step into other people's dreams. At the very least, they will be hurt by Taoism, and at the worst, they will be trapped in other people's dreams and become part of their dreams.

After reading these warnings, Long Yu continued to read the following introduction. The densely packed text, Long Yu studied it word by word. Long Yu did not believe that he was a genius, there were geniuses who could read ten lines at a glance. Long Yu felt that he needed to understand more, and he read the heavy burden no less than ten times. Each time he understood it deeply, Long Yu felt that it was enough.

Walking to the side of the zither, he recalled what was said in the book. Illusion is to enter someone else's dream. If someone is interested, they can let themselves see it at will. If someone is unwilling, they need to use other things to enter someone else's dream. Illusion can combine formations, portraits, music and many other things, and it can also express one's own power.

Long Yu roughly sorted it out. The primary level of the illusion of keeping one's mind in mind was to enter a dream, the intermediate level was to change a dream, and the advanced level was to create a dream. Long Yu looked at the zither in front of him, and imagined a zither in his mind, sitting next to it.

Last time, Long Yu accidentally entered the realm of unity between man and piano. Now he was controlling a piano in his mind, trying to grasp the mystery of unity between man and piano. Long Yu actually played the piano in his mind, but it seemed that nothing happened.