Everyone prayed to become immortals and kowtowed to the mountain step by step. When he was climbing the stairs to heaven, he saw in a trance that there was a hand on the head of the person in front of him.
"Is he being manipulated?" Qi Yu turned around and looked around. Everyone had no expression on their faces, but they were still worshiping devoutly towards the mountain.
What was going on? He wondered, but in his heart he believed that this was a miracle that only he could see...
He continued to worship sincerely, and the fairy temple on the mountain gradually revealed its original appearance.
Huang Liang dreamed, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, they were just big dreams, absurd dreams.
Intention: The gap between reality and dreams