Xu Qing's dizziness was still strong at the moment, but he could barely adapt to it through many experiences, looking at everything around him at this moment, and then at the peach in the captain's hand.
Xu Qing smiled.
"I understand a little, this Weiyang Mountains are like a play."
The captain smiled with appreciation in his eyes when he heard this.
"It's indeed a drama."
"Little junior brother, this is a play dedicated to the Red Moon Red Mother, you and I are fortunate to be able to participate in the play, how good."
Xu Qing nodded, he noticed the captain's words dedicated to the Red Moon Red Mother.
"In the Great Domain of Moon Worship, wherever there is a Yin-Yang Flower Sect, it is a place shrouded in the power of the Red Moon Red Mother's Dream, and the Yin-Yang Flower Sect will weave the plot and become the dream of the gods."
The captain smiled and spoke.
"This is the ritual dance of the Yin-Yang Flower Sect."
Although Xu Qing guessed a lot, it was not related to the ritual dance, and he was a little moved when he heard the words at this moment.
"Those dancing butterflies......" Xu Qing looked at the captain.
"Dancing butterflies are dream creatures formed by sacrificial dancers in collisions and interlacing again and again after using the dream power of gods to influence sentient beings."
The captain ate peaches, held the past life in his hand, and walked towards Xu Qing, speaking as he walked.
"It is illusory, one of the carriers of the power of dreams, and it is also the medium through which the story here is transmitted to the consciousness of the gods at the moment of their awakening."
Xu Qing took a deep breath, this statement was unbelievable, but after recalling, everything could correspond.
"But before the gods wake up, these dancing butterflies can't go back, so they can't reflect this big drama."
"I know all this, and the reason why I chose to take the initiative to come in, can you guess it, little junior brother."
The captain looked proud and walked to Xu Qing's side.
Xu Qing's eyes fell on the past life held by the captain, and he already had an answer in his heart.
"So your past life was not lost at all, and the cemetery we went to before was actually fake."
"As senior brother said at the beginning, in order to prevent tomb robbers, you arranged some illusions in advance, and the place we went to, actually, ...... It is also one of the illusions."
"At that time, Ning Yan asked you, what is the pattern of the last two of the nine illusions you mentioned?"
"You smiled and said nothing at that time, because the cemetery we went to was the eighth illusion, and the entire Weiyang Mountains were ...... The ninth illusion!"
Xu Qing looked at the captain and spoke slowly.
"Senior brother, how many people did you offend and what did you do to be so afraid that someone would steal your past life?"
The captain was a little surprised when he heard this, and then burst into laughter.
"As expected of my little junior brother haha, you are right, that cemetery is the eighth fake, and this Weiyang Mountains is the ninth fake!"
"Senior brother, you and Bai Xiaozhuo have learned badly, so it's not good to tell them in advance." Xu Qing frowned.
The captain smiled, he did learn this skill from Bai Xiaozhuo, he thought that would make him look very awesome.
"Do you want to know where my real cemetery is?" The captain squeezed his eyebrows, looking like he was about to whet his appetite.
This familiar expression, familiar meanness, and familiar style made Xu Qing finally breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and then spoke expressionlessly.
"In a dream."
Xu Qing didn't want to cooperate anymore.
The captain's eyes widened, feeling a little boring, Xiao Aqing was not as cute as before, but he also saw that Xu Qing was angry, so he laughed, put his arms around Xu Qing's neck, and spoke in a low voice.
"Little junior brother, you are so powerful, you can guess this."
"In my previous life, with the help of a mysterious god, I was hidden in the dream of the Red Moon Red Mother...... It even crushed the dancing butterflies in that dream."
Xu Qing's eyes froze, and the mysterious god mentioned in the captain's words made him pay attention to it.
At the same time, this world changed at this moment, and all the surrounding beings, their expressions changed from numb to ferocious, whether it was grass or trees or mountains and rocks, everything exuded strong malice at this moment.
This malice converged from all directions and erupted in all things in the Yang Mountains, and after converging together, it turned into a sound.
"Get out!"
As the sound came out, the Weiyang Mountains roared together, the earth was shaking, and the city below the mountain was also shaking.
The captain smiled, without explaining this mysterious god or caring about the changes around him, he continued to talk about the place where his previous life was.
"As for the way to open it, it can only be done by entering the dream realm, so I didn't tell you in advance, because everything must meet the requirements of this dream here, only in this way can I really enter the play."
"But I also reminded you before, the little junior brother is not angry." The captain smiled hippie and raised the past life body he was carrying.
"You see, my purpose is actually because it is the key to my past life in this dream, and you must not be able to guess what the essence of this thing is."
The captain said, and with a wave of his right hand, his previous life suddenly turned into black water and sprinkled down, revealing a body in the center...... Decaying Butterfly!
It exuded an ancient aura, obviously it was not just born, but had existed for a long, long time, and was hidden by an extremely high personality, so that the Red Mother was negligent and did not notice.
This is the key.
The moment it appeared, there was turmoil in all directions, the colors of heaven and earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled upside down, the shaking of the entire Weiyang Mountains was extremely strong, and the expressions of countless sentient beings around it showed struggle and pain.
There are also rocks collapsing and grass and trees shattering.
At the moment of all the big changes, there was an earth-shattering fluctuation in the Yin-Yang Flower Room, and there was even an extremely angry roar, spreading across the heavens and the earth.
"Wake up, wake up!"
With the appearance of the sound, the struggle of all living beings became more intense, and it seemed that the sacrificial dancer who created this scene wanted to end the dream and make all the reversals interrupt the captain's plan.
"It's late."
The captain laughed, raised the key on his finger, and waved it towards the sky.
"Open!"
In an instant, the sky roared, and the sound resounded through the sky, like opening up the heavens and the earth, surpassing the thunder of the sky, and while the universe continued to explode, a huge gap appeared directly from the sky.
This crack was not big at first, but in the blink of an eye, it continued to expand in bursts of deafening sounds, and finally opened and closed, like a scar in the sky.
Shocking.
The aura of decay, spreading from the inside of this huge crack to the outside, seemed to have been hidden for too long, and the vicissitudes of time within it were all to be vented at this moment.
The color of the canopy changed, and the earth also showed signs of collapse, and a blue coffin suddenly emerged from the crack.
This is not ironwood formation, but a piece of blue ice!
There was a figure lying in the ice coffin, wearing a luxurious blue embroidered gold robe, exuding terrifying coercion all over his body, his expression was full of majesty, and his right hand was even grabbing a scepter!
His appearance, the sky exploded, the earth collapsed, and the sound of wailing came out from the Yin-Yang Flower Sect.
"Primordial Ritual Dance Scepter!"
"You used to be a great festival dance!!"
At the same time as the voice echoed, in the grotto of this Yin-Yang Flower Sect, the old man wearing a colorful robe, his expression changed drastically like never before, with horror and astonishment in his eyes, and he was quickly cutting the silk thread between himself and the projection of all living beings in the Weiyang Mountains.
He knew very well that as a sacrificial dancer, although he seemed powerful, he was also extremely fragile, and his strength was due to this ability to create dreams for the gods, and his vulnerability was also this.
If the dream ended normally after weaving, he would have completed a ritual dance, but if he was interrupted in the process, he would be backlashed.
The so-called ritual dance is actually a special ceremony.
The difference between active interruption and passive interruption is the difference between heaven and earth.
He took the initiative to interrupt and wake people up, although there was a backlash, but it was not impossible to resist, so he found something wrong before, and his first thought was to take the initiative to awaken all living beings, thereby ending the weaving of dreams.
But if it is passively interrupted, then the meaning is completely different, he has to endure the corrosion of sentient beings, the cause and effect of all things, and even more so the backlash from the power of the divine dream realm.
All this, even if he returned to the void, he couldn't bear it!
It's just that it's not so easy for outsiders to do this.
But the moment he saw the scepter representing the Great Ritual Dance appear, he was completely frightened.
But he didn't have time to take the initiative to cut it off, and the moment the coffin appeared, the captain looked amazing and roared.
"Little junior brother, unfold your power, merge into my coffin scepter, and awaken all beings and creatures whose fate has been changed here!"
The captain didn't go into details, but Xu Qing understood that what he wanted to show was the power of the purple moon, and in a flash, Xu Qing endured the dizziness and went directly to the ice coffin.
His right hand was raised, and he pressed it abruptly towards the position of the sealing scepter.
The power of the purple moon in his body exploded, causing the ice cubes to turn purple, and in the captain's pinching technique, the ice coffin cooperated, and the purple intention instantly merged into the scepter.
In the next moment, Xu Qing's body shook, he felt a vast force blessing his soul, his vertigo disappeared, his mind was clear, and the world he saw in front of him was suddenly shrouded in a haze.
All the beings in it had silk threads rising from their bodies, and all the silk threads were connected to the Yin-Yang Flower Sect Mountain Range.
At the same time, there are illusory dancing butterflies inhabiting each silk thread, and their inexhaustible numbers are constantly absorbing and growing.
"Wake up!"
Xu Qing's eyes showed a purple light, and a calm voice came from his mouth.
These two simple words, at the moment they came out, seemed to explode at the same time, tearing off all the silk threads and echoing in the minds of all beings in the Weiyang Mountains.
Countless monks and ordinary people, their bodies trembled, and they woke up instantly, their expressions were briefly confused, and then turned into shock, instinctive regression.
The original Taoist companions looked terrified at this moment, they didn't know each other at all!
The original brothers were now trembling, and they were once mortal enemies.
The original father, son, mother and daughter were all short of breath, and there was no family connection between them.
This is only a part, and there are many more beings whose fate has returned to their original position at this moment, they have awakened, they have remembered everything.
The same is true for the sect, even the Yin-Yang Flower Sect cannot escape this drama, and some of its disciples are not from the Weiyang Mountains.
They just passed by once and unknowingly became disciples.
And Yun Xiazi was trembling at the moment, she was disheveled, and she looked up at the mountain peak in a daze.
She was not the sect master, let alone the daughter of the ancestor of this sect, on the contrary, the other party was her enemy!
And as all beings in the Weiyang Mountains awakened, as their silk threads broke, the dream ended as it happened.
All cause and effect, all backlashes, all the evil formed by the interruption of the dream of the gods, all converged on the sacrificial dancers.
A terrible scream and a wail.
The old man in the mountain grottoes looked desperate, he wanted to struggle but to no avail, every break in the silk thread turned into a dancing butterfly, devouring him, causing him a certain amount of damage.
The damage caused by the convergence of the number of all living beings in the Weiyang Mountains was even more terrifying, with endless dancing butterflies flickering between illusion and reality, completely enveloping his body and devouring it frantically.
The visible decay of his body disappeared, and what made him desperate the most was the backlash formed by the shattering of the god's dream, which was not the power he could resist.
Under this backlash, the curse in his body erupted wildly, spreading throughout his body, enveloping his soul, and the pain he brought sent him into madness.
Even kneeling and praying to the gods had no effect.
Finally, after a few breaths, in the devouring of the infinite dancing butterfly, under the backlash of the dream of the gods, he turned into blood and fell on the ground of the grotto.
Dance for the emperor, the show is rewarded, and the gods are even more so.