In the dream world, you can think, cry, laugh, and you can go from birth to death. This is no different from the real world.

How can such a world be called a dream?

If such worlds are called dream worlds, what about the world they are in?

Could it be just a dream of a certain creature or something strange?

Zhou Fan thought this way, his bones were trembling. There was a myth in his world before, saying that the world was just a dream of a god. People lived in his dream. As long as he turned over and woke up, people would be shaken off from the dream like leaves by him and fell into complete nothingness.

"What are you thinking about?" The Emperor of All Kingdoms shook his head and said, "The difference between the dream world and the real world is that the dream world has boundaries, while the real world has no boundaries."

"Border?" Zhou Fan was a little puzzled.

"The so-called boundary means that time, space and everything else are limited." The Emperor of All Kingdoms said: "No matter how big the dream world is, it is just a dream in a short period of time and narrow space."

"The dream time will always end. This time may be days or months, years or decades, but there are very few dreams that exceed a hundred years."

"The same is true for narrow spaces. As long as you keep flying in one direction, you will soon touch the boundary of the dream, and thus find that it is just a dream."

"In addition to time and space, the laws inside are also unstable. Dreams are like a huge bubble. They will always burst, but the strange thing is that once they are broken, they may return to the starting point and restart the cycle."

"But how do you know that our world is not a dream?" Zhou Fan couldn't help but say: "Is it a dream with a long time and a vast space that can't be seen in the ultimate life?"

The Emperor of All Kingdoms said calmly: "You are not the first monk to have such questions, but I can tell you that such thoughts are wrong, our world is real, this is verified by countless monks, and there is no illusory possibility."

"How to confirm?" Zhou Fan asked curiously.

"There are many methods. If you are interested, you can try it yourself in the future." The Emperor of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms said: "Now you only need to know the conclusion, and you don't need to study such a problem in detail."

Zhou Fan was slightly silent. He suddenly remembered the Black Light Dream World he had experienced before. The Dream World of Yuanta was probably just like what the Emperor of All Kingdoms said, at least it had actually existed.

"It seems that I may have projected a world of at least real existence through the red vine talisman pillow." Zhou Fan turned around and said, "Then do you think I will still appear in that dream world?"

He has appeared in the same dream twice, and he guessed that there might be a third time.

"It's still impossible to say." The Emperor of Ten Thousand Kingdoms pondered and said, "You must think that nightmare is so familiar with you. I hope it will appear in that nightmare, but I advise you not to think so."

"Why?" Zhou Fan asked nervously.

"You forgot what I said, a dream has its own boundaries. As time goes by, the dream will go to the brink of collapse, disappear or until it reboots next time. Once the dream collapses, it will become very dangerous." The Emperor of All Nations said: "This danger must transcends the new nightmare world."

Zhou Fan uh, he should have let the rotten one destroy the painting for him, but it's too late to say anything now, and he can only pray that he will not enter this old dream world again.

When he escaped from the nightmare, there was no big danger waiting for him, and he could not prepare in advance as before.

I just know that I am in a dead place full of bones, and I don’t know what kind of weird things are doing.

Besides, before he left his dream, the rotten person was flying away from the death ground. Even if there was really any problem, the rotten person was the first to face it.

He said a few more words to the Emperor of All Kingdoms, and when he saw that he could not discuss anything, he concentrated on practicing.

On the second day, Zhou Fan did not hesitate at all. After he made some preparations, he leaned on the red vine talisman pillow and fell asleep again.

When he opened his eyes, it was pitch black all around him. He found that his body was flat and unable to move.

This familiar feeling made him quickly understand that he appeared on the painting.

He still can't figure out why he appears in this painting every time he falls into a dream?

But appearing in this painting shows one thing, he was still taken into the same nightmare world, and the surroundings were pitch black because the painting was rolled up.

Before he could think too much, the scroll was opened, the painting was shaken, and he floated out of the painting and quickly returned to his original appearance.

He turned around and saw the rotten ones.

The rotten man was in a strange state. He was trembling all over, and his somewhat rotten eyes revealed indescribable fear.

The water flowed rapidly and made a rushing sound. They were standing by a river that was ten feet wide.

Zhou Fan felt something was wrong and asked: "What's wrong?"

"This world is over." The rotten man shouted at the top of his lungs, "It's over, everything is over."

"What's over?" Zhou Fan's face changed slightly. Could it be that the dream of this world is on the verge of collapse as the Emperor of All Nations said.

"Is there any way to take me out of this world?" The rotten man looked at Zhou Fan as if he was crazy and said to himself, "There must be a way."

"Tell me what happened first?" Zhou Fan asked in a deep voice, but he was quickly stunned because he found that his body was rotting again.

He left the nightmare world last time, and this time he entered again, he didn't appear in the White Bone Hall, why is the curse still continuing?

Is it the impact of the dead?

The rotten man looked at Zhou Fan whose body began to rot, and he grinned: "The curse is not just in the Bone Hall. The whole world is cursed, so you will rot."

Zhou Fan was shocked, and he couldn't help but say, "How did you know? Could it be that time is too short and you didn't get out of that place of death?"

After all, it only took a day to fly, even if the rotten ones fly in the treasure boat without sleeping, how far can they fly?

The rotten man laughed wildly, "You said the time is too short? I went to more than a dozen countries in two months. Not to mention living people, even living things are not there. I found the sound transmission note array and tried to contact my past acquaintances, but I couldn't contact any of them. All I saw were bones."

"The whole world is cursed and rotted, and I will die in the rot."

Zhou Fan was stunned. He thought that only one day had passed, but two months had passed. In two months, the rotten people had not seen anything living. No wonder they seemed crazy.

"Even if everyone is dead, there are countless elixir resources outside the world. If you can survive ten years in the White Bone Hall, you don't have to worry about your death in a short period of time. Just think about leaving this cursed world slowly."
Chapter completed!