Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 316

Chapter 316 Learning the Way of Dreams

“Does the Human Emperor have the basics of the Way of Dreams?” Jiang Li wanted to learn, so Meng Chun naturally offered to teach him everything he knew. However, before starting, he needed to understand Jiang Li’s situation.

“I can guarantee that I’ll fall asleep as soon as I touch the pillow, and sleep through the night… Well, actually, I haven’t learned the Way of Dreams.” Jiang Li ran out of words. Few people in Jiuzhou knew the Way of Dreams, so he hadn’t specifically studied it.

Before he became the Human Emperor, he had encountered enemies attacking him through dreams a few times, but unfortunately, he was already invincible among his level, and even formidable in his dreams, leaving the enemies with nothing to fear.

Jiang Li had never been threatened by the Way of Dreams, so he didn’t feel the need to learn these skills to counter them.

“I’ve heard the immortal master talk about the Way of Dreams.”

“The immortal master said that dreams are formed by the unconscious transformation of various real-world objects in the mind. They are neither real nor false. When the Way of Dreams is cultivated to a high level, one can dream three thousand times, turning dreams into reality and reality into dreams.” “

The Buddha once slept for hundreds of thousands of years and dragged a corner of the immortal world into his dreams. That corner of the immortal world, along with the people and the place, slowly disappeared and reappeared in the Buddha’s dreams. The immortals tried their best but could not find that corner.”

“It was not until the Buddha woke that the corner of the immortal world returned to the immortal world. By then, hundreds of thousands of years had passed. The cultivators who lived in that corner of the immortal world had changed countless generations. Even the earthly immortals died several times, and finally there were no immortals left. They reproduced in dreams, gradually forgetting that they were citizens of the immortal world. When they arrived in the immortal world, they thought the entire world had ascended.”

“The Buddha’s dream, transforming dreams into reality and reality into dreams, truly represents the ultimate cultivation of the Dream Dao. I’ve heard of this too, and I’m fascinated.” Meng Chun nodded. Her understanding of the Dream Dao was nowhere near that of such legendary figures as the Buddha.

“To cultivate the Dream Dao, the first thing to do is get plenty of sleep.” Meng Chun lazily stretched out on the ground, her graceful figure showing off.

“Even the Human Emperor sleeps. I’ll teach you the Dream Dao in your dreams.”

Jiang Li produced a pink pillow and fell asleep right there.

In the dream, Meng Chun transformed into a giant Kun, unfathomably thousands of miles long, roaming the North Sea, plunging into the depths and then straight back to the surface. The waves pushed back, stirring up raging waves as they went back and forth.

Here, Meng Chun seemed free and at ease, as if she was more suited to living in a dreamland.

In the mysterious realm, Meng Chun could only conjure up a few people for fun. But in her dream, she could imagine the boundless North Sea and the endless Kun.

Jiang Li sat atop Meng Chun’s giant Kun, listening to her explain the Way of Dreams.

“Another difficulty with the Way of Dreams is that the person dreaming can’t tell if they’re dreaming or not. This requires tremendous willpower and judgment.”

“The person dreaming can either recall events before falling asleep and know they’re dreaming, or they can infer it’s a dream based on illogical aspects of the dream. After all, dreams are ultimately false.”

“If dreams are the same as reality, then what’s the point of dreaming?”

Meng Chun didn’t follow a routine or repeat others’ ideas. She had her own insights into the Way of Dreams, and Jiang Li could tell some of them were highly innovative.

“Human Emperor, you can give it a try.” Meng Chun felt she had explained enough, so she released her control of the dream, allowing Jiang Li to explore freely.

Jiang Li’s thought struck a chord, and the vast North Sea began to freeze with him as the center. The speed was incredible, and in the blink of an eye, the North Sea was transformed into a single block of ice.

“Now the North Sea can be called the Arctic Ocean,” Jiang Li said proudly.

Meng Chun didn’t know what the Arctic Ocean was, but she felt like Jiang Li was telling a joke, a rather dry one. To ease Jiang Li’s embarrassment, she could only let out a few dry laughs.

“The Human Emperor is such a fast learner! He’s

already mastered this much in just two weeks.” Meng Chun was surprised. She’d taken five days to reach this level, but she hadn’t expected the Human Emperor to possess even a third of her talent in the Way of Dreams.

The ice bulged, transforming into one ice-armored warrior after another. Clad in transparent armor, they stood tall and proud, powerful enough to battle Kunpeng

in hand-to-hand combat. The entire North Sea’s ice transformed into ice-armored warriors, who split into two groups and began fighting under Jiang Li’s command.

As the commander of both sides, Jiang Li commanded with vigor and enthusiasm, confident that whoever he chose would win.

But Meng Chun felt it was like a child taking two toys, wielding them and striking them against each other.

“The Human Emperor has almost mastered the power of dream transformation. It’s time to move on to the next stage.” Meng Chun unraveled the dream. The North Sea vanished, the Ice Armor Warrior vanished, and Kunpeng vanished, and the two returned to the mysterious realm.

“The Human Emperor can try to enter other people’s dreams. I’ve taught you the method before.”

Jiang Li shook his head and laughed. “Senior Meng Chun, please don’t be ridiculous. I’m still in your dream. How can I enter someone else’s?”

“Meng Chun doesn’t understand what the Human Emperor means. Could you explain it more clearly?” Meng Chun’s eyes were confused, bewildered.

Jiang Li picked up the pillow and showed it to Meng Chun. “Senior, there’s no peach blossom on my pillow.”

Jiang Li’s pillow was pure pink, and now there was a pink peach blossom on it. If you didn’t look closely, it would be easy to miss.

Meng Chun’s confusion disappeared, and she smiled. “The Human Emperor is so perceptive. He can even tell that this is still a dream.”

The surroundings became chaotic, and the two returned to the North Sea.

Meng Chun silently chanted a mantra: “I’m in your dream. This time, you can truly enter other people’s dreams.”

“Okay.” Jiang Li put two fingers together, pointed toward the sky, made a small circle, and then entered the dreams of others.

…

“Kong Hu, our meeting is fate. This is the inheritance of the immortal beast Taotie. The more you eat, the higher your cultivation level will be.”

An old man, wearing a Taoist robe and bearing the appearance of an immortal, holding a whisk, tapped Zhang Kong Hu’s forehead. According to the old immortal, this is the Taotie inheritance.

“Your witch bloodline and the ancient Taotie both come from ancient times, which is unrecallable. There is some connection. You should achieve twice the result with half the effort by practicing the Taotie inheritance.”

The old immortal tapped Zhang Kong Hu’s forehead again: “And this, this is the inheritance of the Way of Dreams. You can practice it in your dreams. You must carefully comprehend it.”

With this, the old immortal ascended to heaven and disappeared.

Zhang Konghu was so moved that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the old immortal: “I will definitely live up to your expectations. From now on, I will do nothing but eat and sleep, practice hard, and go to the immortal world as soon as possible!”

Jiang Li and Meng Chun stood aside, somewhat speechless.

“Who is this…” Meng Chun hesitated. Her true self had died eight hundred years ago, and she had never met Zhang Konghu. She didn’t know why the Human Emperor’s first dream was here.

Jiang Li introduced him with shame: “This is the commander of our palace, named Zhang Konghu. His strengths are fighting skills, and his weaknesses are eating and sleeping well.”

“I can see that.”

(End of this chapter)