What Zhang Guifang needed to do at this time was a more important thing. In other words, he had to understand the rules and patterns of this dream. Perceive the characteristics of the dream so that you can fully realize your supreme position in the dream.
The rules, rules, and other things in this dream existed in a completely different form from the real world. If you put it together with the experience of the real universe, it must be looking for death.
However, although this dream was crazy and strange, it was still a dream of becoming a quasi-divine. It. They also had to wander around in some kind of incomparable perfect and equal treatment rules. Just like the rules and regulations, the stability of space, the stability of time, and the comparison of monks 'power, they had to follow the signs of their cultivation methods. As long as someone could grasp the secret, they could use the secret and obtain unlimited and supreme power.
This was something that a person must have in the depths of their soul. Even if it was instinctive, it could not be violated. It could even reach a principled point of view.
And this dream was an innate instinct. Naturally, it had to follow the principles of instinct, and it had to be constructed according to various instinctive thoughts and concepts. But it was impossible to be born out of thin air, just like the dreams of ordinary people, now flying in the sky, now hidden, sometimes here, sometimes in another.
It was not difficult to guess.
If this quasi-divine dream was as chaotic as ordinary creatures, then where could it form a stable continent at this time? At this time, where could it form a seemingly real time and space?
"This is the principle. So this is where my strange feeling comes from.”Suddenly, Zhang Guifang suddenly thought of something, and her face showed an inexplicable surprised expression.
Before this, after discovering the entire continent, he suddenly felt an indescribable feeling born in his heart. At that time, he thought it was because the music had suddenly disappeared. He couldn't feel the process of its disappearance at all, which was the time when it disappeared. He had only discovered the true source of this feeling on a whim.
Reality proved that the time in this dream seemed to have completely separated from the outside world.
In other words, no matter how long it was in this dream, it had nothing to do with the outside world in the past.
Moreover, this kind of indifference was different from the separation of time and space that Zhang Guifang had experienced in the past. The time in this dream had a greater degree of freedom than all the time separation that Zhang Guifang had experienced before. It could even be said to be verified, irreversible, fast or slow.
It was because of this strange difference in time that Zhang Guifang had an indescribable feeling.
When I understood the source of this feeling, Zhang Guifang suddenly had a better understanding of this indescribable feeling, but she could describe it a little. That feeling was as if he was being pressed down by his own body. It was a feeling of weightlessness. There was no quality, and it was as if there was no nothingness at all. It was suddenly released from the thin air, a kind of relaxation and freedom. Comfortable, self-sufficient, filled with the feeling in his heart.
The pressure that had no weight, no mass, and no ordinary nothingness was a kind of mental pressure. Time flowed ten thousand times slower than in the outside world.
Zhang Guifang didn't seem to feel that time was ten thousand times slower than the outside world. But that was just a facade. As a person who preferred to treat a year as tens of thousands of years, it was already a very extravagant behavior to use normal time to practice, not to mention treating ten thousand years as a year. This was an amazing waste. No matter how rational or open-minded he was, self-creation was a waste of time. He would still have a feeling of wasting his life in the depths of his heart, preventing him from completely freeing himself.
It was a waste of time. This feeling of wasting his life would naturally give him a subtle pressure.
This kind of pressure, because of Zhang Guifang's reason, because of his own super control ability, under normal circumstances, it could not affect him at all-after all, the pressure was too small, he would ignore it.
At this moment, at the moment of stepping into this dream. Although he didn't feel it directly, his body and mind instinctively sensed the special nature of the dream. He felt that the time in the dream was different from the outside world.
Under such circumstances, the pressure he felt deep down in his heart at the beginning. Naturally, it would dissipate.
It was like wearing glasses. Only after you wash the lenses do you know how dirty they are. Zhang Guifang was also a general. Only after this kind of oppression completely disappeared would he discover how the previous oppression existed in the depths of his heart and how it affected him.
Zhang Guifang knew all of this and couldn't help but smile inexplicably.
"The plan seems to have to be modified. Maybe I don't have to go to Zhong Ken. As long as I do something, the Central Army will find me.”That was what he thought.
Of course, his idea was not a whim. In fact, it had always been deeply hidden in his memory. This was only because if he followed this idea, it would be a little negative. Although he could eventually achieve his goal, it might waste a long time.
Obviously, when he did not realize that the dream time was completely separated from the outside world, no matter how long it took, it might just be when the outside world was sleeping. However, he could not choose such a negative plan. He did not know how long this would last, nor did he know how much time he would waste.
Now, of course, it was different.
No matter which era it was, the location of the Middle Quasi-Holy Land was the normal Earth Universe. The speed of time should also be the normal speed of time. In other words, it could only be faster than the normal speed of time. After all, due to the threat of the cycle of eras, each monk could only have hundreds of millions of years at most. This was obviously not enough for monks of the Divine Domain. Where was the monk wasting time and delaying the flow of time?
In this case, this quasi-sacredness is ten thousand years (this has been greatly exaggerated), which is only equivalent to the age of the bridge for more than a year.
For Zhang Guifang, this was nothing. Of course, he didn't care.
After he made up his mind, Zhang Guifang did not hesitate. His figure shone with a light. In the distance, a city on the plains outside the mountain quickly flew away.
If you want to be sacred, you must have a reputation. On the other hand, fame didn't come out of thin air, but it had to interact with other creatures to appear.
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