Chapter 111 Idealistic Dream God
"Come on, let's go take a look."
Lao Po groaned for a moment: "Now the three tribes are powerful, but the real masters of the three tribes should have returned to their ancestral land."
"These dragons shouldn't be that powerful. Maybe we can go get in touch with them."
"Chief, the dragon race is brutal by nature. It's inappropriate for us to come into contact with them rashly, right?"
Lao Fan still had his own concerns. No matter which dragon clan it was, they were all aggressive by nature and would often fight over a disagreement.
They are different from other clans. They like peace and quiet, just like this entire island, which is full of metal.
"In my dream, there were problems that I had to face with that enemy."
Lao Po sighed and said, "Go and call a few elders from the tribe."
He wanted to give instructions for his final arrangements so that if he died, the entire prison clan would not be left leaderless.
On top of Shou Mountain, Chen Zhu was also dreaming.
He seldom dreams, or almost never dreams.
I've almost forgotten what this feels like.
"This is where?"
He frowned and found that there was a metal world around him.
In the distance, there was a huge black shadow with two horns on its head like a troll, shrouded in smoke.
"What a bunch of monsters!"
Chen Zhu shouted loudly, and four merit rings lit up behind his head: "Come and chop me if you dare!"
The dark shadow remained unmoved and just stood there, seemingly staring at him.
Finally, Chen Zhu woke up, his eyes wide open, his whole body soaked with sweat seeping from his scales.
"Why dream?"
He frowned. It would be fine if this dream was a good one, but the oppressive feeling in the dream was clearly a disaster.
"Father God's reminder? Or some other reason?"
He was worried and glanced at the door of the Taoist priest Taiping.
No, I can't rely on others for everything. If Grandpa Taiping's enemies come again, I must leave, otherwise I will be completely passive.
He pondered for a moment and began to walk into the mines one by one.
All of them are from the Shoushan Dragon Clan.
They had completely lost their former spirit, and after witnessing with their own eyes the Dragon King of their tribe being captured and killed by the Taoist priests of Taiping, the faith of all the Shoushan Dragons collapsed.
It was Chen Zhu who restored a little sense of security for them.
"You must remember that it is because of me that you can live. It is because of me that I begged the God of Peace so hard that he would let you go!"
A dragon in armor held a meeting in the mine: "Remember my name, my name is Qing Lao!"
"Okay, enough small talk. I won't explain the 007 work system any more. The more you work, the more you get. Now let me talk about the core of this meeting."
“One: Increased productivity.”
"I believe everyone knows that the higher our productivity, the better our welfare benefits. If we achieve the overall goal, everyone can have a holiday. I hope everyone will work hard and continue to implement it to seek benefits for themselves."
“Two: Product diversification.”
"Recently, our business in the mine has been the manufacture of armor, phoenix-slaying swords, and bronze mirrors, which is too little."
"I have decided to give everyone a chance to broaden their horizons. From today on, an additional production line will be added to the mine, and the product will be ground raw materials."
"Three: Let's talk about safety again, the old stuff..."
Chen Zhu was a little surprised to see the clones giving speeches in various mines.
I actually have a little bit of the attributes of a conference boss, using that little bit of authority to say repetitive nonsense.
No wonder those bosses in the past liked to talk about one thing over and over again, and talk about how hard they worked and how much they gave for everyone.
It turns out that they all wanted to show off and experience the feeling of being on top of a dragon.
"No, no, no."
He put this thought aside and decided not to stand against the people of Long. He had to serve the people of Long sincerely so that he could gain everyone's support.
Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. This is no joke. Often small conflicts begin from trivial matters.
As for the additional assembly lines this time, they were all his ideas.
In the past few days, Chen Zhu thought about it and decided that he could not give up for the time being, so he dived into the sea all day long to look for raw materials.
Strictly speaking, there are no poisonous substances in the ancient times.
Just by combining some materials with extreme medicinal properties, they can produce the effect of causing innate creatures to "collapse".
"Moon Asakusa, Sea Evil Coral, Blind Dragon Fish..."
Chen Zhu counted the materials in his hand and still felt a little shameless for the tribe that was bothering him again.
Fortunately, he had already gotten used to it.
"Sister Qingying, are you home?"
Chen Zhu deliberately picked a good time because Qingying had not really taken any action for a long time because of the Shoushan Dragon Clan.
I've been lying in the cave and feeling bored lately.
"Little Candlelight?"
As the words were spoken, the cave was filled with light and Qingying slowly swam out, looking incredibly sacred!
"Why are you here free?"
"I'm here to ask my sister for help."
Chen Zhu lowered his eyes slightly. It was so dazzling. Qingying's practice of illusion became more and more superb.
At first he thought Qingying had poor talent, but now it seems that Qingying's talent is very good.
Just look at Chief Li Long and the others and you will have a clear comparison. The chief is now wandering at the entrance of the Fantasy Road.
Qingying has already walked in.
"Oh, Xiao Zhuming, you really don't come to see me for no reason. I thought you missed me because you haven't come to see me for a long time."
Qingying laughed: "What help? Do you think my sister looks good today?"
"I would like to ask my sister to help me find these things."
Chen Zhu took out the materials and said, "Just like before, give half to sister after refining it."
Qingying nodded, but when she saw that he didn't continue talking, her face suddenly fell.
"Okay, okay, got it."
Why did the attitude suddenly change?
Chen Zhu scratched his head, unable to find the reason.
But since Qingying has agreed, he can rest assured.
My sister is very reliable and there are basically no problems.
He said goodbye and left, as he had things to do.
"No, Xiao Zhuming, don't you see how bright I am?"
Qing Ying glanced at himself, frowning: "Could it be because the brightness is not enough?"
"Sister Qingying!"
Suddenly, Chen Zhu came back and said seriously:
"Don't ever eat these things. If you do eat them, only eat one. Eat the second one after you have digested it!"
This is no joke. Some of these materials, such as Lingguang Sand and Haidizhen, will produce violent reactions once they come into contact.
Lingguang Sand is made of chaotic fire element, and although the Seabed Needle is a needle, it is made of innate wind element. The combination of wind and fire will cause an explosion!
"I know."
Qingying suppressed the emotions on his face and nodded calmly.
She is not happy.
Chen Zhu couldn't find out why Sister Qingying was unhappy, so he had to leave scratching his head again.
Qingying picked up the materials. Well, he still had to ask his brothers and sisters in the clan for help, just like before.
Half a day later, the ceratosaurus were full of energy!
"Haha, I'm looking for materials again this time, I understand!"
"Sister Qingying, that powder you used last time was a good thing! What are you going to refine this time?"
"Well, you'll know when you wait."
Qingying still didn't know what Chen Zhu was going to refine, so he could only make an excuse. Xiao Zhuming said that the more of these materials the better.
With the Great Sun Dragon Mirror, the need for Li Long Clan was reduced, and he didn't care much.
But we can't just abandon the horse after it has served its purpose. The friendship between the horned dragons and the Lilongs is deeply rooted, so I don't think there will be any problems.
However, the dragons in the Dragon Lord seem to be in a bad mood recently.
……
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Li Yanwu had a dream.
She dreamed that after the Horned Dragon Clan enslaved the Shoushan Dragon Clan, they drove the Li Dragon Clan into the mines.
Qingying pushed herself into the abyss with her own hands. When she fell, she saw the other person's eyes, which were very cold.
"ah!"
Li Yanwu exclaimed and sat up, her pupils a little out of focus.
Why did I have this dream?
She hardly ever dreams. All creatures in the ancient world hardly ever dream.
Most living things don’t dream!
"Is it because the Horned Dragon Clan has the God of Peace that I am worried like this?"
Li Yanwu pondered for a moment and thought it was just an accident. Qingying and she had such a good relationship, how could he push himself into the mine?
She thinks too much.
But when she saw Qingying the next day, she found herself a little nervous and did not dare to look into the other's eyes.
The dragon clan originally had the strong ones on top and the weak ones on the bottom. To the horned dragon clan, the Li dragon clan was obviously the weak one.
Especially those armed with the bronze of Shoushan, one horned dragon was enough to chop down more than ten of their dragons.
"Qingying..."
Li Yanwu was about to say something, but Qingying waved one paw and said, "I'm a little busy recently, so I won't play with you for now."
This made Li Yanwu look pale, but Qingying didn't see it.
She was really busy. There were hundreds of kinds of materials in the set given by Xiao Zhuming, and she had to prepare more in a short time.
How could one thousand or two thousand copies of these materials be enough? At least one hundred thousand or eighty thousand copies would be needed, right?
After all, it’s not as hard to find as Xilan, it’s just that there are more of them.
Qingying grabbed a handful of mingna seeds and put them in her mouth. They were crunchy. Although it was a kind of ingredient, she found that it tasted very good.
It's just not easy to find. No, I can't eat too much, otherwise there won't be enough! As the horned dragons were busy, the atmosphere on Shoushan became more and more wrong.
Taohou's eyes were a little red. He hadn't had a good sleep for a while.
When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see Zhu Jiuyin standing in front of him, holding his head and laughing.
Chu Gua, who was guiding the refining of the weapon, also rubbed his eyes. He was the same. Recently, he always dreamed that he was caught by a horned dragon, but he did not become the Gua Shang Gua he is now, but was chopped to death by a knife.
The contents of my stomach flowed all over the floor.
A strange atmosphere shrouded Shoushan Mountain.
Chen Zhu felt something was wrong. In the past few days, he dreamed of the huge two-horned creature every day, staring at him, which put him under great pressure.
Even if it was a precognitive dream, it shouldn't make him uneasy, right?
He went to knock on the door of the Taoist priest Taiping, wanting to ask the God of Taiping what was going on.
However, the Taoist Taiping did not open the door, perhaps at a critical period of enlightenment.
He had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and go find Grandpa Qing.
On the Shou Mountain, the huge Qing Lao looked like a protruding peak, and the huge head on the top of the mountain cast darkness as it moved.
Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the horned dragon blocked half the sky! .
"Grandpa Qing, I want to ask you a question."
Chen Zhu organized his words: "Do you know about precognitive dreams?"
He described his recent situation, especially the huge black shadow in his dream.
This is the primitive world. If you encounter unusual problems, the best way is to ask the elders.
They have lived for a long time, so they must know much more clearly than these newbies.
"Dream?"
Qing Lao's huge body moved slowly.
The crisp sound of steel continued to ring out. Elder Qing thought for a moment and asked him:
"Are you sure it was a dream?"
Is there anything that is not a dream?
Chen Zhu was still confused, but Elder Qing had already started explaining.
"The creatures of the ancient world don't dream."
Not dreaming?
While Chen Zhu was surprised, he heard Elder Qing say, "Because the Dream God is still alive, and no one knows where He is."
Dream God!
Chen Zhu was suddenly shocked. This news really shocked him.
"Yes, Oneiroi, that is a completely different kind of creature from us."
Elder Qing was knowledgeable and experienced, and he recalled his memories from the previous countless kalpas.
"At the beginning, I was talking with Taoist Taiping, and Taoist Taiping happened to talk about the dream god."
"It is a special existence that cannot be touched or felt."
"Only when you fall asleep, if something happens that has not happened in reality, then it means that the dream god has come."
Chen Zhu had never thought that a simple dream could have such a profound origin. He recalled that he seemed to have had some dreams before.
"No, we have to kill the Dream God!"
He began to think, otherwise he would collapse if he kept having the same dream.
What's more, many conflicts have already broken out among the dragon tribe on Shou Mountain, and the leaders of the two tribes can only ask everyone to be patient and there is nothing they can do.
Just yesterday, Ao Yun, the son of Lilong clan's Ao Bei chief, almost killed his fellow Taoist.
The situation had become serious, and he was worried that if it continued like this, he would not be able to control the employees in the mine.
He is a good boss!
"The Dream God cannot be killed."
Qing Lao shook his head: "Moreover, the Dream God is an existence that we, the creatures of the ancient world, accept as a given."
"Ok?"
Chen Zhu did not interrupt and listened quietly to what Qing Lao continued to say.
"Because the arrival of the Dream God is both a danger and an opportunity."
"He will give you hints. If you can discover the truth in your dreams, then you will be able to know what will happen in the future to a certain extent."
The Dream God is not a scourge. None of the laws between heaven and earth are scourges. It just depends on how you look at it.
This sentence clearly made Chen Zhu's brain burn. What does it mean to discover the truth in a dream?
Aren’t all dreams false?
"Then there is nothing we can do?"
He was unwilling and didn't like the feeling of being out of control.
"The Dream God will leave. It may take a year, ten years, or a hundred years. It may just be a place. It's good that He leaves."
"I'm watching what's happening in the clan recently and I'm sure no one's life will be in danger."
Elder Qing told Chen Zhu not to make a fuss.
"There are two kinds of innate gods in the prehistoric world. One is visible and tangible, and the other is invisible and intangible."
"Xiao Zhuming, your future has infinite possibilities, and the latter needs you to explore it yourself."
Chen Zhu seemed to understand: "So you can't help?"
Qing Lao: ...
"We are almost at our ancestral land. Little dragon, please don't disturb my sleep!"
This huge horned dragon began to chase the dragon, pushing Chen Zhu away for hundreds of miles.
"mean!"
Chen Zhu pursed his lips and began to think.
Dream God...
In Qing Lao's words, isn't this dream god a subjective existence?
How to deal with this? He has no experience in dealing with this thing.
The remains of the previous Phantom Demon God should have had idealistic attributes, but he is dead and has no independent consciousness.
The dream god must have independent consciousness.
He thought about it for a long time and decided... not to sleep.
If you can’t afford to offend, can’t you still afford to hide?
As long as he doesn't sleep, the other party won't be able to do anything to him.
He observed carefully and the situation on the entire Shou Mountain seemed to be very bad. The way people looked at each other made him feel a little creepy.
“We have to change our strategy.”
Chen Zhu originally wanted to refine poison, but now it seems that he can only settle for the second best and refine some poison first...
He held his breath, used the Great Sun Dragon Mirror to extract and calcine the medicinal properties, and then fused them with Qi.
Through discussions with fellow Taoist Lu Yue, he had a full understanding and knowledge of the medicinal properties, and was able to accurately control every deviation.
Soon, the first batch of powdered substance was prepared.
"Taohou, come here for a moment."
He waved his hand and asked Taohou to come over and taste what it tasted like.
"Brother...you're not trying to poison me, are you?"
Taohou could hardly distinguish between reality and dreams. Although Chen Zhu was smiling at this moment, he felt as if his head was being held up.
He shook his head quickly and approached cautiously.
"You are afraid of nothing. Come and try the soul-clearing powder I carefully prepared."
Looking at the bag of white powder, Taohou glanced at Chen Zhu again.
Zhu Jiuyin seemed to open his mouth wide, he looked around suddenly, and saw killer moves everywhere!
"Gourmet roar!"
Chen Zhu called out again to bring him back to his senses, then stuffed the powder into his mouth.
This is also poison.
But if used well, poison can also save lives.
As for why he asked Taohou to test the medicine, it was because he was not sure whether his dosage was correct. Taotie could eat it, so even if the dosage was large, it would not be poisonous to him.
After feeding it the poison powder, Chen Zhu found that Taohou was motionless, as if he was dead.
This scared him, and then he looked carefully and found that Taohou's pupils were trembling.
One day... Two days...
Three days later, Taohou let out a strange cry, and rolled all over the ground in excitement, jumping up and down, and no one responded no matter how we shouted!
"Hmm... the dosage is too high, reduce it to one tenth."
He glanced at the Taiyuan Spirit Turtle.
"Do you want to try it?"
"hiss!"
Taiyuan Spirit Turtle turned around and slapped him on the butt.
"Oh, you need to apply medicine from your butt."
"Fizz!"
The Taiyuan Spirit Turtle quickly clamped its tail around its buttocks, stared at Chen Zhu in disbelief and yelled, "Hiss hiss hiss!"
"You curse so filthy!"
Chen Zhu tried to catch it, but the Taiyuan Spirit Turtle was able to predict his direction every time, so he had to give up.
It’s okay to be greedy, but someone has to come and test the medicine.
Chen Zhu's eyes turned and he looked at the ceratosaurus not far away.
Uncle Qinghen was dozing off, but he didn't dare to really fall asleep.
“We need to take care of the health of the elderly.”
If Taohou could withstand the medicinal properties, then Uncle Qinghen could naturally withstand it as well, and he had shrunk to one tenth of his size.
Chen Zhu touched his chest and found no conscience.
"Uncle Qinghen, don't blame me. I am the developer of this poison powder. I can't afford to get into trouble!"
Since the creatures in the ancient times were resistant to attack, he mixed the poison powder into the stomach of a unicorn fish.
"Uncle Qinghen, come and eat some fish. I just caught it today!"
(End of this chapter)