There's something wrong with my master.

"I'm too lazy to change it, and I can't guarantee that my ideas are right and theirs are wrong."

"I was laughing at them, and then people were laughing at me."

“Then give it a try.” He said.

When the girl saw that Gousheng no longer looked for the rope that had tied him up, she already wanted to put Rong Xiaoyu's idea into practice.

"Anyway, as long as I can get away, that's fine."

"There must be something wrong with the heavens of the fairy world."

"As long as you run away, the gods of the fairy world will no longer care about this world."

After hastily drawing up an escape plan, the girl with half black and half white hair slowly rose into the air.

He opened his eyes in heaven, and half of the sky turned black and half turned white.

Rong Xiaoyu looked up at the sky, not understanding why he was so sure that there was something wrong with the sky in the fairy world.

This display of extreme self-confidence was like seeing with one's own eyes that something was wrong with the sky in the fairyland.

Rong Xiaoyu didn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it. She had lost interest in getting to the bottom of it.

Chapter 404: Escape World

The black and white colors mixed together, blended together, and devoured each other.

In the fierce competition, darkness slowly gained the upper hand, and the whole world was shrouded in darkness, without any light anymore.

God's decision is very hasty.

Before this, He had never expected to make a decision so quickly.

But He felt that some things should be done hastily. He didn’t know that He would make a decision at this moment, and the Heavenly Dao in the Immortal Realm would not know that one of his men was about to escape...

Rong Xiaoyu confirmed again and again that when living beings in the world fell into a sweet dream, the thread on their bodies would indeed be untied, and His power began to permeate the world.

There were no waves or prelude, and all living beings in the world fell into a deep sleep.

He once said that fishermen were weak in His sight.

Most immortals seem weak in front of Him.

If the laws of the fairy world had not placed restrictions on him and restricted his power, there would be no love calamity in this world.

Anyone who refuses to accept this and wants to ascend with the spiritual energy of this world can be killed with one punch.

In the dark night, no matter whether it was the ants, the tribulation-crossing monks who stood at the top of this world, or Yun Changsheng who had just killed an immortal and whose consciousness had not yet recovered, they had no power to resist.

In just a moment, they lost consciousness and fell into a dream.

The heavenly way of this world began to adjust the dreams of all beings, trying to satisfy all living beings.

His gaze surveyed the entire world, and his power began to dissipate once again.

The best people to be satisfied are children and teenagers.

They are at the age where they are fearless and very immature.

Throw the passionate young man into the world of martial arts, let him kill corrupt officials and become a knight.

If that still isn’t enough, let them start their journey of cultivating immortals in their dreams, slaying demons and monsters along the way.

For those tiny kids, just give them a dream that is all about food.

He first divided this group of young people into different categories, and then, like an assembly line, he unified their operations and weaved out several similar dreams.

Then pick out the troublesome ones and deal with them separately.

"what……"

"You don't yearn for the rivers and lakes, you don't yearn for beautiful women, you don't yearn for power, and you don't yearn for gold, silver and treasures?"

He completed his thoughts in an instant, and then threw them into a dreamland full of Gundams.

Seeing the young man fall into it, He shifted His gaze again.

"This one looks so gentle..."

Infinitely high up, in a pure white space, a girl with half black and half white hair waved her hand.

"Try the second dimension?"

"Tsk tsk, it's really useful..."

"The stuff on that blue ball is pretty useful."

Then He shifted His gaze again.

The little boys have been dealt with, now it's time to deal with the little girls.

"...You are already the Lord of Chaos, but you are still hurt by love?"

"And you like being bullied?"

"In that case... well... I'll give you a domineering salt merchant falling in love with a slave girl."

"I guarantee that you will be bullied in your dreams for the rest of your life."

"A few more jealous and cruel male partners."

He carefully selected and arranged the dream scripts for a group of little girls.

Most people just want to marry a good man, take care of their husband and children, and live an ordinary life.

There are also those who want to be female knights, or want to practice cultivation.

There are also those who are beaten by their husbands and want to fight back in real life but dare not.

This part was thrown into the dreamland of the empress, the queen and the feminist world.

The process sounds long, but it actually only takes a moment.

In that pure white space, He turned His gaze to those adults who had already married and had children, or those who were married and had children.

Of course, some of these people did not get married, and some did not remarry even after their wives and children died.

They have experienced the hardships of life, and even their dreams seem to be cautious.

Among them were a small number of officials.

In the dreams of officials, every promotion is like walking on thin ice and requires calculations at every turn.

Some of them are flattering, some think they are fair and honest, but they are unable to get anything done.

After a series of efforts and finally getting promoted, they will feel a strong sense of satisfaction.

When they finally reached high positions through their own efforts, the officials were finally able to untie the strings that had tied them up.

As for the common people, most of them dreamed of having a share of the emperor's food.

Constables, yamen runners, etc.

Even if one does not have any ability, one can still get into these positions through various connections.

In the end, he had a wife and children who lived a warm and peaceful life, and he spent his whole life eating and waiting to die.

Even though he is old, he can still act arrogantly.

This is a dream, do you still know your own weight?

As for women of this age, most of them are still busy taking care of their husbands and children.

"Does it take so much caution to have a sweet dream?"

But if there is a need, He can do it.

After fiddling with the dreams of some people and satisfying their sweet dreams, He then turned His attention to the group of elderly people.

The dreams of the elderly are more cautious than those of married adults.

Most elderly people just want a stable life, no illness or disaster, and to have enough food to eat.

“I can have enough food this year.”

He set his eyes on an old man's dream, and then adjusted the dream to satisfy the most beautiful dream imagined in the old man's mind.

The old man's father was a scholar in his early years and wanted to take the imperial examination, but his family was poor and he could not raise enough money for the trip.

There were no other elders in the old man's family, so his father had an idea and sold the land.

Unfortunately, after working hard for several years, he eventually starved to death on the way to the imperial examination.

The family had no land, so the old man could only rent land from the landlord.

It’s okay in a good year, and we can barely fill our stomachs.

If the harvest was bad that year, they would have to go hungry one day and barely survive by starving to death.

After the old man's family's land was sold by his father, he could only live like this year after year.

His only wish is that every year will be a good harvest.

So in his dreams, every year was a good harvest.

It would be better if the landlords could charge less rent, for example, changing the requirement of 90% grain per acre of land to 85%.

Unfortunately, the old man did not continue to have such a dream, because it must be false.

Many ordinary or extraordinary wishes are slowly realized in dreams.

Sadly, these were just a dream.

He then turned his gaze to other living beings.

When rabbits want to eat grass, there are no other animals to prey on them.

The tree wants fewer bugs on it.

The dreams of these creatures are the purest, and are almost all related to the instinct of life.

In just a moment, they all fell into a beautiful dream.

After completing these, He finally turned His attention to the monks and demons.

Ninety-nine percent of the monks want to stand at the end of the avenue.

Some even hope that if one person attains enlightenment, the whole family will ascend to heaven.

Some are like Nichang, who like to watch the fun in the world.

Of course, there are also those who are unable to extricate themselves from love.

"Sleep quietly for a while. I hope that when you open your eyes, this world still exists."

Infinitely high up, He said this.

Many years have passed in the dream, and more and more people, driven by instinct, have broken free from the strings on their bodies.

When all the creatures had untied the threads on their bodies, He seemed to remember something and said in a light tone.

"Oh, I almost forgot, there are you too."

He pointed his finger over there, and the soul struggling in the River Styx fell into a sweet dream.

After seeing them untie the ropes that bound their bodies little by little, He began the next step.

……

……

In the dark chaos, an irregularly shaped world floats in the void.

He seemed to be trying to break free of something, shaking his body vigorously.

Compared to most creatures, He is huge.

But compared to the almost endless chaotic void, He is very small.

As the surrounding void began to fluctuate, ripples began to spread toward the endless distance.

"Three quarters of an hour."

He looked at the spreading ripples, calculating how long it would take for the immortal world to notice his actions.

Three quarters of an hour is just an estimate and is not accurate.