Chapter 69: Dreamland, Dream Nail, Can Dream

　　 The holy nest gradually returned to life, and the bugs lived in their respective territories safely, and the years were calm and peaceful.
　　 Lu Zhengkang came to the resting place.
　　 The prophet is no longer there. In her residence, a little bug is crawling around.
　　 Lu Zhengkang stepped forward and picked up the bug, and the same pheromone quickly soothed the little guy.
　　 is a male.
　　 Lu Zhengkang looked around in silence, it was still full of remnant dreams, the light was faint and shallow. I still remember the first time I saw the prophet, the old worm's peaceful posture was reassuring, and her infectious, kind voice still echoed in my ears.
　　 The radiant light is dead, so his family will also go with it.
　　The guilty moths can finally rest with their sins.
　　 The little bug in his arms was a little hungry and twisted. Lu Zhengkang put him on the ground and went out hunting alone.
In the underground kingdom, there are always the most little reptiles. These sad low-intellectual creatures use their sieve-like mouthparts to sweep the ground over and over again, licking thin organic matter from above to replenish energy. They are always in motion because they stop. You will starve to death when you step down.
　　 I heard that during the White King’s rule, all insects were equal and would not prey on each other, but insects like little reptiles that have no wisdom at all should be listed as food.
　　 Lu Zhengkang killed a few reptiles, peeled their shells, and took out their flesh.
　　 While feeding, he was a little emotional.
　　 Put the worm meat into your mouth and chew it into minced meat, then hold it in your hand and let the small maintenance worm lick it.
　　Nati brought up Lu Zhengkang in the same way.
　　 The two couples are still asleep, but it is estimated that the day of breaking the shell will come soon.
　　 The bug fell asleep quickly, Lu Zhengkang tore off the thick red velvet curtain on the wall, formed a nest, and carried the bug up.
　　 Then he fell into a state of doing nothing, the prophet would not be resurrected, and the dream nail was nowhere to be found.
Lu Zhengkang was in a daze for a while, and suddenly remembered seeing the last face of the prophet, she finally said meaningfully: "There is a resting place for souls nearby. If you feel confused, you can go and see it, although there is no dream nail for you. Can't communicate with them, but the peaceful breath will still give you the strength to move forward."
　　 just right, the soul marsh is just around the corner. Lu Zhengkang enters it. There are iron carved fences and sun patterns on both sides of the road, which are symbols of radiation. This is the holy land of the moth family.
　　 The air is full of gleams of souls. After crossing a blue river, you come to a multi-layered cemetery. On the wall of the cave, a layer of platforms are dug, and a small grave is placed on the platform.
　　 The quiet river flows silently around the cemetery, and follows the sound of the water to the depths of the marsh, and gradually leaves the tomb area, but at the end sees many waterfalls pouring rustling water into a small lake below. These numerous waterfalls all flow from the rock wall carved with double-hole masks. The abundant water vapor condenses on the cold stone, and in the eyeholes of the mask, teardrops fall along the face.
　　 The sound of flowing water always reminded Lu Zhengkang of the scene of the coat on the riverside. It was once hometown. Now when I think about it, I can't tell whether it is true or not.
　　 If the memory is too far away, it becomes a fantasy. Maybe it is true.
　　 Here in the waterfall, there is a special difference. It does not flow out from a gap, but from a narrow hole. Lu Zhengkang follows the river water into the hole, wades through the narrow waterway, and enters a hidden space.
　　 There are moth statues everywhere here.
　　 high and low, far and near, but the shape is the same.
　　 There was a layer of water on the ground that reached the chest, Lu Zhengkang flew up and went to the top of the cave to overlook the entire cave.
There is a small platform in the center of the 　　 statue group. There is also a half-length moth statue on the platform, and in front of the statue, there is a dreamy sword hilt.
　　 is the nail of dream.
　　 Lu Zhengkang picked up the dream nail, and a powerful force gushed out from it, pulling him into the dream state.
　　……
　　 Lost in a trance.
　　 Lu Zhengkang’s dream world is a gloomy and dark land.
　　 The huge pothole is sunken in the center of the earth, like a well of abyss.
　　 Lu Zhengkang's total consciousness is at the bottom of the abyss, a black egg.
　　 The sub-consciousness walked out of the smooth surface of the black egg, fighting, and going up the stairs, the body of the loser fell, and the winner devoured the memory.
　　 This abyss is bottomless, and the sub-consciousness will never go out. What they can do is to climb more heights, swallow each other, and make themselves more perfect.
　　 Now, a blurry and colorful white light fell from the sky, shining straight on the black egg.
　　The essence of dream nails overflows, is swallowed and absorbed by the total consciousness, a large number of sub-consciousness walks out of the black egg, carrying the bone nails and starting to hit the height.
　　 For a long time, the beam of light is dim.
　　 The number of sub-consciousness at this time is already close to 10,000.
　　 The black egg grows a black root system, implants in the marrow of the abyss, spreads upwards, sticks out of the earth, the roots are entangled, and turned into a towering tree.
　　 The root of the void.
　　 The smooth, leafless branches are distorted in a mess, and they stretch out to all sides, like a crown or fireworks.
　　 And at the top of the most noble branches, there is a white fruit hanging.
　　 is like the new born sun.
　　……
　　 Lu Zhengkang sat up, patted his cylindrical head, a little dizzy.
Since being immersed in the void, the sub-consciousnesses will involuntarily swallow each other. This is not a bad thing, nor will it produce distorted grievances. On the contrary, it can better sort out the broken memories in the remnant dreams and improve the quality of consciousness, so Lu Zhengkang Cancel the dream arena, imitate the abyss, and create a dark arena.
　　 There are two things that surprised him. One is that the flower blends into his dream and turns into a fruit on the root of the void, and the other is that the dream nail will release all the essence of dreams and fall asleep again.
　　 Lu Zhengkang gently stroked the dream nail in his hand, this gorgeous sword hilt.
　　How does the little knight use it?
　　 Lu Zhengkang stared at the disc on the nail handle of the dream, feeling the faint throb in his heart. He raised the handle of the sword, the dream rune flickered, and a beam of gorgeous flame rushed out of the disc and turned into a scorching blade.
　　 The blade is retracted.
Lu Zhengkang sighed. The dream nail is an artifact that can watch people's hearts, but it is a blessing and a curse. If you are used to using dream nails to steal dreams, UU reading www.uukanshu.com may cause irreparable damage. 'S fault.
　　 For example, the soul female singer of the Happy House in the City of Tears, such as the queen of the hive.
　　 The simplest example is these remnant dreams in the Soul Marsh. Using the dream nail to slash them will kill them.
　　 Although I just wanted to know their thoughts, it caused their deaths.
　　 only a few dream essences.
　　 The rest is guilt and sorrow.
After admonishing himself not to abuse the dream nail, Lu Zhengkang suddenly remembered that in the game, there is a hidden shrine for believers in the area where he is located. Just use the dream nail to beat a certain statue, but now there are so many statues around, it is really distinguishable. I can't tell which one is.
　　 He is not in a hurry to go to the mysterious shrine. After he wants to come, he will have time to dig out the secrets of the holy nest.
　　 Maybe it's time to go to the cemetery to see the glorious souls and listen to their stories. Then, Lu Zhengkang thought, go to Wuthering Cliff to start the fire ceremony.
　　 He walked back to the cemetery slowly, and after he had the nail of dream, he could see the souls on the graves.
　　 These souls maintained the same appearance they had before alive, but they were a little illusory, still floating with dreamy brilliance.
　　 Talk to them, among the nearly 100 souls, one of them is particularly impressive to Lu Zhengkang.
　　 It was a bug named Hundred Nail Warrior. Although he was called Hundred Nail, he only had three bone nails.
His tone is cordial and confident, "Although I only have three bone nails, one is sharper than one. I can defeat you by just pulling out one... Isn't my bone nail the best thing in the world? ?"
　　 Lu Zhengkang thought to himself, he had also carried three bone nails before, at that time he was the king of fools.