Are dreams necessarily false?
Is reality necessarily true?
Who can be sure that they are not living in a dream and will only return to the real world after an occasional sleep?

Taoism requires "not being burdened by form", Buddhism requires "being formless", truth or falsehood is irrelevant, as long as "I" is real - I am the only one who reigns supreme in this world!

As long as it is what I experience, what does it matter whether it is in a dream or not?
Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he was a butterfly. He could not tell whether he was Zhuang Zhou or the butterfly, and could not tell the difference between dreams and reality, because he was not burdened by "form".

Qinghuan once used the method of "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of the Butterfly" to find the old man in her dream. But was it real or just a dream?

Can't tell...but it doesn't matter!
……

Gu Yuan obviously didn't understand this question. He walked along without saying a word, still wondering if dreams were fake and how he could "use the fake to cultivate the real"?
Qinghuan was too lazy to talk too much to him and just tried to communicate with him on her own.

What is the difference between the permanent space opened up by the Dou Di and the temporary space opened up by the Dou Sheng?

One is starting from scratch and the other is borrowing?

What is outside of space? Is it emptiness? Is it nothingness?

So the Dou Emperor created a space out of nothing in the void, while the Dou Sheng borrowed a space within the existing space?
What about Azure?
The two of them were thinking about their own problems as they walked along the way until they came to a mountain range shrouded in mist. The mountain range was faintly permeated with a lot of powerful auras.

Gu Yuan finally came back to his senses, glanced ahead, and said, "We're here. This is the residential area for the core bloodline of my ancient clan."

Qinghuan felt the breath coming from the mountains, deep in thought.

So many Dou Zun!

Outside, one Dou Zun is enough to support a force, but here they appear in large numbers.

Gu Yuan knew what Qing Huan was thinking, and said, "In addition to the core area here, the ancient world also has a very large number of descendants. They are the foundation of the ancient clan and the most important layer of the ancient clan.

The descendants also have Doudi blood in their bodies. Although it is so thin that it can be ignored, mutations will occasionally occur. And they will become the fresh blood of the ancient clan... Gather in the core area in front of us. "

Qing Huan chuckled and said, "With the concentration of heaven and earth energy in the ancient world, as long as there are enough people, one in a hundred, one in ten thousand, one in a hundred thousand... just by piling up the numbers, we can also pile up a bunch of Dou Zun.

So what is the meaning of the Emperor's Blood?"

Gu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Once we get inside, you must not say this again."

Qing Huan smiled and said, "Let's talk about the Heavenly Tomb."

"I thought you never asked."

Gu Yuan motioned Qing Huan to follow him, and said as they walked: "The Heavenly Tomb is an ancient relic that is too far away to be traced back. Countless strong men have fallen in it, and it is the cemetery of these strong men.

The Heavenly Tomb is special in that every powerful person who dies in it will leave a projection of their power in the Heavenly Tomb, and the passage of time inside is different from that in the outside world. In total, five days in the Heavenly Tomb is equivalent to only one day in the outside world..."

Qing Huan pondered and said, "Is it because of energy?"

According to science, mass can cause space to collapse and time to stretch, so on heavier planets, time passes much slower than on other planets... The most extreme example is a black hole.

Mass and energy can be converted into each other. Mass can compress time, and energy can also...

Since countless powerful people have perished in the Heavenly Tomb, the total amount of energy of these powerful people must be astonishingly large when added together, causing time to be stretched?
Gu Yuan was surprised and asked: "How did this come about?"

Qing Huan shook his head and said, "I'm just guessing...just keep talking."

Gu Yuan looked at Qing Huan in confusion and continued, "This tomb is opened once every twenty years, and only the younger generations of the eight imperial clans can enter to train.

When the power projections of those former powerful men are killed in the Heavenly Tomb, an energy mark will be left behind, similar to a high-grade elixir, which can be used directly to improve cultivation and will not have any resistance.

Xiao Xuan once tried to break through to the Dou Emperor level in the Heavenly Tomb, but failed and died inside... But before he died, the Dou Emperor blood in the bodies of other members of the Xiao clan had been activated.

That’s why I am sure that Xiao Xuan once briefly stepped into the Doudi realm! "

Qing Huan asked curiously, "Do you want to go in and ask Xiao Xuan?"

"It's not me, it's you." Gu Yuan looked at Qing Huan and said, "If I go in, the other six clans will not be at ease. After all, they have all sent their best young people. If an old guy like me goes with them, they are not afraid that the younger generation will die in there...

There is one more crucial point. The tomb where Xiao Xuan is located is in the innermost part of the third floor. Even I am not sure of entering it." Qing Huan raised his eyebrows and said, "You want me to go to something that you are not sure of?"

Gu Yuan smiled and said, "I believe that you will definitely have a way to solve the mystery of the Doudi realm!"

Qinghuan thought about it and stopped talking.

Gu Yuan continued, "I have said before that only the imperial family can enter the Heavenly Tomb. I have been under a lot of pressure to let you enter, so..."

Qing Huan was curious: "So...what happened?"

As they were talking, the two had already entered the mountains, and before them lay a magnificent complex of buildings.

At the entrance of the main hall in the middle, no less than ten old men were lined up in a row, staring at Qing Huan behind Gu Yuan.

"boom--"

The space around them seemed to freeze. The old men's eyes were filled with terrifying pressure. They united and pressed down on Qinghuan.

Qing Huan looked calm and said with a smile: "Your way of welcoming guests is quite unique. You actually stare at people..."

The expressions of those old men changed slightly. Even with so many people working together, they couldn't suppress him at all?

All eyes turned to their clan leader.

Gu Yuan sighed and said to Qing Huan: "So, you must convince these elders, as well as the leaders of the other six tribes who will enter the ancient world in three days."

Qinghuan tilted her head, thinking.

After a moment, he turned around decisively, waved his hand, and said, "What kind of heavenly tomb is this? I won't go in. I'm leaving!"

Gu Yuan was stunned.

The group of elders were also dumbfounded.

Seeing Qing Huan not looking back and almost out of sight, Gu Yuan hurriedly chased after her and said with a wry smile: "What are you trying to do?"

"I should ask you this."

Qing Huan asked back, "You are the one who invited me to enter the Heavenly Tomb, so why don't you solve these problems yourself and throw them to me?
Did you get it wrong? Do you really think I want to enter that heavenly tomb?"

Gu Yuan choked: "Don't you want to know the secret of the Doudi realm?"

Qing Huan smiled and said, "At least I have figured out a way. Regardless of whether this way leads to Dou Di or not, it is still a way after all... Perhaps, I can create another realm besides Dou Di?

"I want to fill my stomach, do I have to eat steamed buns? Isn't meat delicious?"

Gu Yuan was speechless.

An elder who caught up with them taunted them, "Could it be that the ninth-grade grandmaster who claimed to have created an imperial-grade technique was scared away just like that?"

Qing Huan nodded and said, "Yes, you are too scary. You frightened me so much that I wanted to run away."

The elder's expression was distorted.

Another elder said dissatisfiedly: "Don't you want any face at all?"

"Do I have to rely on you to save my face? How much is face worth?"

Qing Huan asked back, "Why should I perform a show for you just to save face?"

"This..." A group of people looked at each other with surprised expressions.

Qing Huan looked indifferent. (End of this chapter)