At the beginning of the game

Chapter 360
Chapter 360
Zhen Yuanzi and others landed on the ground, turned into mortals, came to the vicinity of the purple light, and looked intently.

Only then did he discover that the purple light containing special laws turned out to be a purple butterfly.

When Daji and Jingwei saw the purple butterfly, their eyes lit up, and they murmured, "What a beautiful purple butterfly."

The two of them have been traveling with Zhen Yuanzi for a long time, but this is the first time they have seen such a beautiful purple butterfly.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Zidie wandering among the flowers, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

He could tell that this purple butterfly was not a living creature, but a mysterious thing transformed by the power of mortals.

Zhen Yuanzi raised his hand and saw the purple butterfly slowly flying towards him and landed on his fingertips.

Rays of brilliance fell from between the wings of the purple butterfly.

In this brilliance, there is a special law, which seems to be the law of Confucianism and Taoism that appeared in the past hundreds of years.

Looking at the brilliance falling under the wings of the purple butterfly, Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly.

This purple butterfly was transformed by the mental energy of a mortal, and he was a mortal without any cultivation. How could such mental energy last for a long time.

Now, the period of turning into a butterfly has already consumed most of this mortal's effort and a lot of life.

Only the world's great Confucianists who understand the principles of heaven and earth can do it.

Moreover, even if it is achieved, it will also damage the longevity.

After all, for a mortal with no cultivation, to do this is to go against the way of heaven.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly, if he allowed this mortal to turn into a butterfly, he might not be able to return to his body until he died.

As soon as he thought of this, he waved his hand and said, "Since we have encountered such a scene today, it means that you and I are destined, and I will help you."

After the words fell, he waved his hand again, and streams of mana emerged from his body.

I saw the faint blue light in the mana directly flew into the butterfly's wings and melted into it.

Illusion come true!
Zhen Yuanzi showed a smile on his face, then looked in the direction where Zidie was flying, flicked his fingers slightly, and said softly: "Go!"

The purple butterfly fluttered and headed in a certain direction.

Not far in front of him, in a mortal mansion, Zidie flew into a certain room.

On the bed in the room, a middle-aged man was sleeping with dim eyes.

The man's name was Zhuang Zhou, and while he was sleepy, Zhuang Zhou opened his eyes in a daze, and a light appeared in front of him.

The light is soft, constantly nourishing its soul.

Zhuang Zhou only felt that he was surrounded by this light, and his whole body was as comfortable as being in a mother's womb.

In front of him, Zidie's body exuded faint light spots of Yinglan, and she flapped her wings!
It quietly landed on the tip of his nose.

"This……"

Zhuang Zhou's voice froze, astonishment flashed across his eyes, his doors and windows were closed, how did this purple butterfly come in.

And in his sleep before, he seemed to have dreamed that he was transformed into a purple butterfly, flying among the flowers.

During the period, I also met a Taoist with extraordinary temperament.

When Zhuang Zhou was thinking about it, he saw the wings of the purple butterfly resting on the bridge of Zhuang Zhou's nose and directly merged into his body.

The next moment, when the screen changed, Zhuang Zhou fell asleep again in a daze.

In the dream, Zhuang Zhou's physical body changed into a bug egg.

In the dream, he went through four stages: egg, larva, pupa, and butterfly.

After successfully turning into a butterfly, Zhuang Zhou manipulated the butterfly to fly among the flowers, and before his eyes, everything became a giant.

He flew among the mountains and forests as a butterfly. After an unknown period of time, the body of the butterfly gradually became scarce as time went by.

The life of a butterfly is inherently short, after experiencing various landscapes.

Suddenly, Zhuang Zhou felt that his wings were heavy, and he could no longer be as light and agile as before, as if his lifespan had come to an end.

Zhuang Zhou sighed in his heart, and then quietly flew towards a big tree with a thick and thick clump.

Stopping on that branch, sniffing lightly the light and ethereal surroundings, quietly waiting for death, my heart is extremely peaceful.

After a long time, Zidie's body gradually froze and became stiff.

When Zidie's lifespan was exhausted, Zhuang Zhou woke up suddenly and sat up subconsciously.

Then recalling the scene in the dream, I couldn't help but sigh: "Am I the person in Zidie's dream, or is it Zidie in my dream?"

After a long time, Zhuang Zhou suddenly woke up.

Yes, he is Zhuang Zhou.

Contemporary Confucianism.

Zhuang Zhou got up, came to the window, opened the window and looked at the scene of the moon and stars outside, and sighed faintly.

Just now...was it just a dream?
But why is that dream so real?
He came back to his senses and looked around the room looking for the butterfly, but he couldn't do anything?

Is it really just a dream?

Zhuang Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly, then put on his coat, lit the oil lamp, and then sat at the desk, quietly adding water and ink.

Then spread out a piece of white paper, and wrote with a pen, "My dream is a butterfly, a lifelike butterfly. I describe myself as a dreamer, but I don't know what to do. Suddenly, I feel like a butterfly. I don't know that my dream is a butterfly and a butterfly." , Is the dream of the butterfly between me and me? There must be a difference between me and the butterfly. This is called materialization."

After finishing writing, Zhuang Zhou closed his eyes, let out a low laugh, and fell asleep again.

Not long after he fell asleep, a breeze blew from the window, rolled up the paper on the table with Zhuang Zhou's sentiments written on it, and flew out of the window.

It flew all the way into the clouds, landed on Ao Lie's back, and flew into the hands of Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Zhuang Zhou's book, a smile appeared on his face, and then he said with a smile: "In this way, I have lived up to my actions."

Looking at the strong Confucian spirit permeating on the paper, Zhen Yuanzi lightly snapped his fingers and sent the paper out.

Daji looked at the piece of paper that had returned to its original position, and there was an extra sigh on her face.

She also didn't expect that a mere mortal could do such a thing, turn a butterfly into a butterfly with his heart, and give birth to a special way.

Confucianism and Taoism?
Maybe, in the future, great Confucians who understand the world with the body of a mortal and open their mouths to kill evil spirits with poetry will appear in the mortal world.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at where Zhuang Zhou was, smiled slightly, and ordered Ao Lie to move on.

After traveling for several years, Zhen Yuanzi saw that the city below was interested in bustling the city, so he ordered Ao Lie to descend and turn into a wealthy businessman to visit the market.

Only after falling down did he realize that he and the others had come to Xianyang this time.

Zhen Yuanzi's heart twitched, he wondered if the age-appropriate emperor had appeared.

Just as Zhen Yuanzi was thinking, a purple light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

There is actually a trace of emperor's air in the purple air, and it is actually a hidden dragon in the abyss.

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(End of this chapter)