There is a world of difference between rare blood species and ordinary animals.

Yuan Bozhu now has a deep understanding.

The cup of poplar nectar, which was several times bigger than the bird's body, was gurgling after drinking it. Looking at it this way, Yuan Bozhu didn't need to worry about what it could eat at all. He just fed it according to Lin Shuangling's usual taste, no problem.

At any rate, it hadn't completely forgotten Yuan Bozhu. When it saw him walking in, it reluctantly put down the chocolate in its paws and ran towards him.

It was full now, and it didn't even want to fly, so it jumped directly under the table, as if knowing that Yuan Bozhu would be able to catch it.

Yuan Bozhu did catch it, but when he bent down for a moment, he felt dizzy and almost threw it out again.It was so frightened that it spread its wings and hugged Yuan Mozhu's fingers.

Yuan Bozhu's other hand propped up on the desk for a while, and after a while, he looked normal, he walked to the living room with it in his hand, and took out the bird climbing frame he bought for him.

This thing can be hung on a high place, but Yuan Bozhu didn't have much strength, so he put it on the ground and put the bird on it.

After doing all this, he stood up and suddenly felt dizzy.

This is really a rare experience.

Because even if Yuan Bozhu is just an ordinary person, his physical fitness is better than most people.To him, a common fever and cold would get better after a night of sleep, so he didn't take it too seriously.

However, he didn't realize that he has been running around all day today, and his spirit has been in a state of high concentration. He has burned to 40 degrees after coming down from the mountain, but he hasn't taken a single medicine, and he hasn't slept much for several nights., The brain is completely exhausted.

More importantly, Yuan Bozhu was always emotionally stable in the past, focusing all his attention on himself, and nothing outside would affect his mood.Now, he is affected by other things one after another, and his emotions fluctuate too much.

Now that suddenly relaxed, felt a burst of palpitations, and body felt like it was about to go on strike.

After he forced himself to go to the bathroom to take a hot shower, poured a cup of hot water with difficulty, and placed the bird ball that was full and began to nap in the corner of the bedroom, he finally had to accept this reality...

He fell ill.

With a bang, Yuan Bozhu fainted on the ground.

Yuan Bozhu has not had a dream for a long time.

Going back to the last time, such a long dream had to be before he established his foundation... at least eight hundred years.

It's not that practitioners don't dream.

Only Yuan Bozhu was an exception.

In Yuan Bozhu's past world, dreams most likely reflected the weaknesses and truest thoughts of practitioners.

Those who are new to the Taoist sect usually have an ordained ceremony.

After sitting in meditation, you will enter the illusion of reality and reality, and you will be tested by the seven emotions and six desires in the sea of consciousness.People's consciousness is trapped in it, they can't tell the truth from the fake, and their Taoism is uncertain, so they will fail to take the precepts.

Many people may not be able to successfully pass the test after taking precepts many times, but without precepts, they cannot build a foundation, so this is the only way to go.

Once they successfully break away from their emotions and desires, they will understand what hinders them the most on the road of future practice.

Ambition, desire, emotion.

These things that are only entangled in the subconscious mind are often not found when awake, and they will be infinitely magnified when they enter the illusion of nothingness.

The things that everyone needs to practice precepts are often very different. Some people spend their whole lives looking for ways to let go of desires, and some people practice for a hundred years, but they are still stuck in the mud at the end.

In short, as long as one can realize the Dao and enlighten the heart in the illusion of reality, it is easy to improve one's cultivation.

Therefore, there are many ascetics, from foundation building to Mahayana, no matter what stage they are at, they will still take the initiative to enter their dreams to understand their emotions and desires, and seek self-breakthrough.

Only Yuan Bozhu didn't.

He has always been a special case in the cultivation world.

Because he was born with few desires and pure, it is easier to take precepts than others. When other teenagers are still indulging in the beauty of dreams, he has woken up with no leaves on his body.

Yuan Bozhu had never suffered from the seven emotions and six desires in the illusion, so he didn't need to rely on the illusion to break through the bottleneck.

Everyone in the world called him an innate Taoist heart, and he was born with a godhead in his bones. Everyone believed that he must be the first immortal in this world to break through the tribulation period.

Even Yuan Bozhu himself thought so.

It's not that he was arrogant due to slander and flattery, but that Yuan Bozhu's practice in this life has been smooth, and there is almost nothing that makes him strenuous.

The only failure was the thunder calamity on the night from the tribulation crossing stage to the god transformation stage.

The highest state of practice, from the Mahayana stage, to the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and then to the final ascension to transform into a god.Yuan Bozhu is the only one who has reached the peak of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.

In other words, as long as he survived the thunder disaster back then, he could become a fairy and a god.

But Lei Jie doesn't look at whoever has rough skin and thick flesh, and whose cultivation base is high, he can survive it.

What it splits is not the physical body, but the primordial spirit, depending on whether the practitioner's mind is firm enough.

Generally speaking, for a person who can cleanse all the seven emotions and six desires, the soul must be extremely powerful, and the mind is pure and firm as a rock.This is also the bottleneck that Mahayana monks have been eager to break through.

Everyone thinks that, like Yuan Bozhu, the six senses are purer than Buddhists, so he will surely be able to easily survive the thunder disaster.

But Yuan Bozhu didn't survive his thunder calamity.

At first, he also thought about whether it was the mysterious power of piercing the book that interrupted his journey.

But after a long time, Yuan Bozhu gradually understood.

He is doomed.

Because he has never understood his emotions and desires.

Even today, Yuan Bozhu's desire and ambition are still empty.

He looked at his dream, there were some formless people coming and going, without eyes, ears, mouth and nose, like fabricated clay figurines.

When they passed by him, they were still chanting the precepts they heard from the master before the foundation was established.

Yuan Bozhu actually laughed a little.

After so many years, he has not improved at all.

When he was ordained back then, he couldn't see anything clearly. Now that the world is ups and downs, he has gone through two worlds, but he still can't see anything.

It's lackluster and monotonously repetitive.In this dream, he couldn't find anything that could be called desire, so how could he quit?

The surrounding scenes, from Zongmen Tianshan to Qian City No. 1 Middle School.

People coming and going, from disciples in Taoist robes to students in school uniforms.

Yuan Bozhu walked to the school gate and sat on a bench, watching the familiar scene, passing by some faceless people.

He was not in a hurry, just watched them quietly.

These aren't some horrible nightmares.

Rather, it was the avatars sketched out by all his subconscious minds.

The reason why he couldn't see the face clearly was because Yuan Bozhu never cared about these people.He might not really remember what they looked like, but he certainly didn't care about their existence.

Some Mahayana monks in retreat can look at it in their dreams for decades, just to extract that important moment from countless unimportant people and things.

But Yuan Bozhu didn't hold out much hope.

Not to mention that he has stopped practicing for a long time, but in this new world view, there is no clear way to "ascension".

So Yuan Bozhu is just waiting now.

Wait until his virtual reality is broken by itself.

But this dream is especially long.

Yuan Bozhu can even feel the change of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the passage of time, and the gradual exhaustion of his own patience.

Suddenly, a drop of cold water fell on his forehead.

He looked up and saw the rain falling from the sky.

Yuan Bozhu frowned.

It shouldn't be.

The environment in the Virtual Reality will generally not be changed casually, unless his own mood fluctuates greatly, or is shaken by external forces.

Yuan Bozhu's mood is very calm now, he has no reason to let the sky rain.

Yuan Bozhu stood up, intending to think of a way to quickly break this meaningless illusion—he is not a practitioner after all, his real body is an ordinary person with a fever of 40 degrees, if he stays in the illusion for a long timeIf he wakes up again, he might have burnt him out.

Dreams are latent desires.

Since he appeared in the school, it means that in his subconscious mind, he regards this place as a place to hide his desires.

Yuan Bozhu didn't know where to find the desire that even he didn't know.

But he took a somewhat cheating approach.

He set fire to the school.

When Yuan Bozhu saw Yuan Bozhu set fire with a match, the security guards and the students who entered and left all stopped their movements and stood behind Yuan Bozhu.

The dream was affected by the master's consciousness, and the school soon ignited a raging fire.

But Yuan Bozhu stood at the door for a long time, and he didn't feel that he was missing anything.The fire didn't seem to work.

He looked around, trying to find another way.

At this time, a figure suddenly ran out from the flames.

Before Yuan Bozhu could react, the other party jumped on him with a whoosh.

Yuan Bozhu was also very surprised, how could he catch the person himself.

"Scared to death, why did it burn up!"

The man was hanging on Yuan Bozhu's body, drenched and embarrassed, but full of energy.

"..." Yuan Bozhu saw his face clearly and didn't speak.

I don't know why, it was expected.

"A Zhu, why didn't you come in and save me?"

Lin Shuangxiu wiped his face, and there were still a few drops of water hanging on his eyelashes. He looked at Yuan Bozhu and asked pitifully, "I almost died just now, my hair is all burnt!"

Yuan Bozhu tried to put him down.

But it's hard.

Lin Shuangxuan hugged him tightly.

"A Zhu, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Yuan Bozhu was thinking back to the year when he was ordained. How do other people usually cope when they encounter tests in the illusion?

It seemed that he woke up too soon to understand this step.

"A Zhu!" Lin Shuangxuan bit his chin.

"you……"

Yuan Bozhu knew that he was fake, but this kind of contact was too real, which made him speechless for a while.After a while, Cai Ganbaba said, "Release."

"Okay." Lin Shuangxuan let go one second, and bit his ear the next second, with a hippie smile, which made people angry either because of a smile or not.

It was raining heavily.

After Lin Shuanghuan rubbed his Adam's apple for two minutes, Yuan Bozhu finally picked up his collar and put him down.Lin Shuangxuan sat down on the ground like a rogue, looking up at him.

Yuan Bozhu said, "Let me go out."

"No." Lin Shuangxuan tilted his head to look at him.

Yuan Bozhu suddenly raised his hand, placed it between his eyebrows, and whispered again: "Let me go out."

"Are you going to kill me?"

"right."

"You will not."

"You can try."

The two stood and sat one by one, and neither of them had the intention of backing down.

Yuan Bozhu's fingers trembled suddenly.

It was an inexplicable feeling, as if something was pulling his little finger.

He frowned, thinking that this was another influence from the Realm of False Reality.

Yuan Bozhu decided to smash the fabricated illusion with a slap, but as soon as the slap fell, Lin Shuangxuan burst into tears.

Seeing Yuan Bozhu in a daze, Kankan stopped his hands.

Before he could make any further movements, the person on the ground suddenly stood up, grabbed the hem of his clothes and jumped up.

"I know you won't kill me, let's just stay here for a while."

Lin Shuangxiu pinched his neck with a smile, without using any force, and suddenly kissed him in the next moment.

But Yuan Bozhu turned his head away and didn't let him touch his lips.

It's just my own fantasy.

There is no reason to be in control of your subconscious mind.

"It's boring, it's boring!" Lin Shuangxuan accused him, "You can't even kiss, how can there be such a boring person like you!"

Yuan Bozhu followed good advice like a streamer: "You should have known earlier."

After speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his eyes, as if something had poked his eyelids.

Yuan Bozhu raised his hand to touch it strangely, but there was nothing.

He began to realize that something was wrong.

From the rain, to the subtle touch of his body, to the pain in the eyes now.

This is not a sense in a dream.

It is the touch from reality.

"Yuan Bozhu, when will you admit that you like me?"

"...No such thing."

"There's no need to lie to me, right?"

Lin Shuangxuan was shocked, but as Yuan Bozhu's subconscious mind, he was very sympathetic to Yuan Bozhu, "Oh, I see, you are leaving here, so you can't follow my words. Well, I will pretend that I don't have thisSomething happened."

Yuan Bozhu suddenly felt suffocated.

Physiologically true suffocation.

It was as if his nose had been buried in freezing water and he couldn't breathe at all.

A near-death delusion caused him to take an uncontrollable step back.

Suddenly he felt that everything around him was collapsing.

An abyss opened between him and Lin Shuanghuan.

Lin Shuangxuan stood opposite, waved at him, and said, "It's not good to lie to others, stop lying to others, bye!"

"..."

Yuan Bozhu couldn't say a single extra word.

Before his virtual and real world had time to be explored from the depths of his heart, it was first broken by the mysterious force from the outside world.

Yuan Bozhu woke up suddenly from suffocation.

His eyelids were heavy, and he could only keep his eyes open, trying to see who was planning to murder him.

Then saw a busy bird dumpling.

Yuan Bozhu was still lying on the floor of the living room. In his blurred vision, he saw Niao Tuanzi grab a wet paper towel from the kitchen, and flew over with a wheeze. When his claws were loosened, the paper towel landed precisely on Yuan Bozhu's nose.

Yuan Bozhu knew where the feeling of suffocation in the dream came from.

It was also obviously flustered, so it flew down quickly, picked up the corner of the tissue in its mouth, and tried to lift it up.

After finally lifting the tissue to Yuan Bozhu's forehead, it started to work again.

First, it flew to Yuan Bozhu's hand, picked up his little finger, and tried to drag him into the bedroom.But after talking for a long time, there was really no way to drag a person who weighed more than 1.8 meters and a hundred kilograms, so he collapsed exhaustedly by Yuan Bozhu's hand and panted.

After it rested enough, it flew up again, this time the target was the little quilt on the sofa.

It pulled back and forth several times, and finally pulled a soft air-conditioning sheet to the ground, then pulled it to Yuan Bozhu with a whimper, and covered Yuan Bozhu's body with the quilt with the last bit of strength.

After doing all this, the hard work of Xiaoniao's life is exhausted.

It lay on Yuan Bozhu's chest, panting for a long time.

Yuan Bozhu didn't want to see it tossing around like this, but his whole body was exhausted, so he lay on the ground for a long time before sitting up vigorously.

The little bird ball in his chest rolled over and fell down.

Yuan Bozhu caught it.

Seeing him wake up, it was very happy, it chirped for a while, and it spun around against Yuan Bozhu's hot palm, and finally landed its head on the ground.

Yuan Bozhu has the excitement to live up to it.

Because he's not getting better.

It was the last bit of strength to get up from the ground, and Yuan Bozhu's head was still dizzy, with typical high fever symptoms, so he had to go to the medicine cabinet and take a fever-reducing medicine.

Yuan Bozhu couldn't even remember how he finally got into bed. The only memory he had was that the bird ball stood excitedly on the pillow, rubbing his head against the tip of his nose for a while.

In fact, Yuan Bozhu should have noticed at that time that it was no longer a confused bird.

But he was too confused at the time, and he was a little itchy from being rubbed by it, so he didn't think much about it, he just grabbed the bird ball in the palm of his hand, and almost fell asleep holding it.

This was the most solid sleep Yuan Bozhu had recently.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he passed out from a fever in the end.

When woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon of the next day.

Yuan Bozhu's fever should have subsided, and his head is not so dizzy.

But he felt that his body was still very heavy, as if he couldn't lift his limbs...

When he regained his composure and opened his eyes, he realized that this "heaviness" did not come from the sequelae of a high fever.

He was holding Lin Shuanghuan in his arms, whose body temperature was comparable to his.

He also didn't know why he was holding a bird the night before, but he changed into a human in the blink of an eye.

And without warning.

Generally speaking, the first time a rare species transforms into a human form from the original form, they have already controlled their own power, and they will not be as sudden and defenseless as they awakened into the original form for the first time.

But Lin Shuangxuan gave him the feeling that he hadn't realized that he had become a human.

He hugged Yuan Bozhu naked, with his legs crossed around Yuan Bozhu's waist, and his face rubbed against Yuan Bozhu's neck one after another.Had a great sleep.

Yuan Bozhu's single bed obviously couldn't easily accommodate two people, Lin Shuangxiu squeezed Yuan Bozhu tightly together in order not to fall off.Every ups and downs of his breathing can be transmitted to Yuan Bozhu through such intimate movements.

Lin Shuangxuan's skin is smooth and delicate, which is different from ordinary people. Perhaps it has something to do with his blood. The blemishes on ordinary people's skin cannot be found on him.

This caused Yuan Bozhu to not react at first, and his hands were tightly clasped around Lin Shuangxuan's waist.

When he reacted, he couldn't push away immediately, otherwise the scene of Lin Shuangxuan waking up would be even worse.

So he could only let go as slowly as possible, and tried to pull his hands away from Lin Shuangxuan.

However a total failure.

Perhaps feeling that the hug was becoming looser, Lin Shuangxuan turned over and lay on Yuan Bozhu's body directly, making him unable to hide.It's just that it's fine, but in order to find a comfortable position, he kept moving around.

Yuan Bozhu felt that his high fever should not subside.

His head hurts.

Half a minute later, Yuan Bozhu slowly exhaled the turbid air, and then closed his eyes resignedly.

He and Lin Shuangxuan did have a lot of things to communicate with each other, but it was definitely not in this kind of situation where they would be honest with each other as soon as they opened their eyes.

Fortunately, Yuan Bozhu is very good at pretending to sleep.

If Lin Shuangxiu hadn't been rubbing his legs around, he should be able to pretend better.

Lin Shuangxuan's energy field was indeed still unstable, and it was only his unconscious behavior to transform back into a human form.

So as soon as he woke up, he immediately shrank into a small bird ball again.

Yuan Bozhu waited obstinately for half an hour, and finally waited for this opportunity to open his eyes.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Lin Shuangxuan, who didn't know what trouble he had caused Yuan Bozhu, started his happy morning call.

Yuan Bozhu sat up slowly, and transferred it to the desk.But Niaotuanzi didn't want to leave the warm blanket at all, so it jumped down again.

Although the fever subsided, was bored all night and was covered in sweat.Yuan Bozhu lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.

Niao Tuanzi's nimble and vigorous movement avoided his movement of lifting the quilt, and successfully landed on Yuan Bozhu's lap.

Then everyone froze.

This incident should first be attributed to Yuan Bozhu's insensitivity to his biological age.

He always thinks that he is a person who has lived for hundreds of years, so he doesn't take this eighteen-year-old youth's body seriously.

The second point is of course because of his closed cultivation.

In the past, Yuan Bozhu had ample cultivation and could completely control all changes in his body. It was almost impossible for such an unexpected situation to occur.

All of these have caused Yuan Bozhu to be defenseless now.

So when he saw the place where he was ready to go, he didn't react at first.

It was Xiaoniaotuanzi who first spread its wings in horror, pretended to cover its small round eyes, and then blew a broken whistle.

Yuan Bozhu realized what had happened.

"..."

At that moment, he couldn't even find a word to break the embarrassment in his blank mind.

A few seconds later, Yuan Bozhu didn't panic, but grabbed the bird ball that was watching the fun on his lap with a blank expression, put it on the desk again, then got out of bed calmly, stood in front of the wardrobe, and took out theA few changes of clothes.

During the whole process, Yuan Bozhu looked extremely calm.

If only he hadn't bumped his toes walking out of the bedroom.