Martial World

Chapter 1795 Original Dream Battlefield

The first thousand seven hundred and ninety-five chapters of the original dream battlefield

"Are the people in the Xiaoji Palace looking for Bingchi in order to become a sacred beast after surrendering?" Lin Ming asked casually, but he didn't expect the little maid in front of him to know.

The little girl nodded and said: "Yes, in fact, the most important thing is to let Bingchi go to the battlefield of Yuanmeng..."

The original dream battlefield?

Lin Ming was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this little girl really knew something. Where was the original dream battlefield? Could it be the battlefield with the Holy Clan?

Lin Ming was eager to know what happened to the Holy Clan and the Soul Clan. He was thinking about it, and the little maid said enviously, "Young master can survive in such a terrible storm, you must have a very powerful cultivation base, right... Is it the Fate Martial Artist?"

The little girl wanted to talk about Xuandan, but she felt that it should be more airy, so she said fate.

From her point of view, Lin Ming was so young, it was amazing to be able to reach his fate.

In the future, there is great hope in breaking the sea of ​​​​divine, divine transformation, and even divine monarchs. For human beings, this is already a genius.

As she spoke, she took a peek at Lin Ming's expression and found that the other party didn't seem to be denying it. She immediately made the little girl feel that she must have guessed correctly. This young man is indeed very powerful.

Seeing the little girl's expression, Lin Ming felt a little sad, thinking back to the time when the human race was one of the three peak races, how glorious it was. Billions of years ago, there were many peerless heroes like the God-Conferred Heavenly Venerate.

Even in modern times, when the inheritance was cut off, and the road to the true god was almost blocked, there have been peerless figures such as Emperor Shakya, Hunyuan Tianzun, and Shenmeng Tianzun, who came close to stepping into the realm of the true god.

But now, in the Soul Realm, it has landed in such a field.

I don't have confidence in myself,

A race that has lost self-confidence has only one fate, and that is to become slaves.

However, Lin Ming knew that this couldn't be blamed on the human race in the Soul Realm. All this was caused by the environment.

Lin Ming sighed softly and looked at the young maid in front of him. The road to cultivation was extremely bumpy. With pity in his heart, he took out a pill bottle from the Sumeru Ring.

The pill bottle contained the pills used by low-level warriors. It was useless to Lin Ming for a long time, and he would not even keep it.

The reason why the ring contained this was because Lin Ming had previously returned to Tianyan Continent and prepared it for the lower realm warriors. He planned to give the younger generation a gift.

However, even though they were medicine pills used by junior warriors, Lin Ming could choose them, but in the eyes of low-level warriors, they were naturally invaluable.

"For you."

Lin Ming handed out the pill bottle.

"This is……"

The little girl took the pill bottle in a daze and opened the bottle blankly. A refreshing medicinal fragrance spread out. There was no doubt that the pills Lin Ming gave her were all top-quality pills.

"It's so precious..."

The little maid was at a loss, and at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and two girls walked in again.

The little maid was taken aback and hurriedly put away the pill bottle, as if she was afraid of being seen by them.

"Hey, are you awake?"

The two maids looked at Lin Ming and said lazily.

These two maids are from the soul clan, and their cultivation realm,

Probably equivalent to a human innate martial artist, much taller than that human servant girl. without

Obviously, their status among the maids is also high, and the little human maid looked very restrained in front of the two.

Lin Ming remembered the voices of the two soul clan maids. He had heard them complain about taking care of himself before.

"Since you're awake, come with us, little sister wants to see you."

"Oh." Lin Ming responded lightly. He was new to the Soul Realm, and he didn't understand many things. How did he see Shengmei? What was the situation between the Soul Clan and the Holy Clan? In the body, the best choice is to find a decent power to stay for a while, figure out the situation and then leave.

Therefore, Lin Ming did not resist the call of "Little Sister". After he got up, he sensed invisible radiation that spread out like an octopus.

Lin Ming discovered that the place he was in was a Frozen Bing Spirit Ship. The people inside and the maids were only a few hundred people. It seemed that the Xiaoji Palace had temporarily dispatched them to search for Bingchi.

Among the spirit ships here, the strongest are an old man and a veiled woman.

The woman had a cool temperament, fair skin, and her eyes were strangely icy blue, looking jaded and icy.

And beside her, sat an old man in white robe who looked fifty or sixty years old, with kind eyes and a restrained breath.

At this time, the two were talking.

They didn't set up any sound insulation barrier, and the content of their conversation fell into Lin Ming's ears without any leakage.

Although Lin Ming was injured, his soul and perception strength were not affected. Probing the conversation between the two did not arouse the other's vigilance.

"Elder Bai, it seems that this ice chi is missing. Maybe we made a mistake, or maybe this ice chi has sneaked under the glacier and escaped. It seems that the sect battle in a month will be more and more difficult for us. The accumulation of military exploits in the sect is very slow now, and if this continues, our situation will be worrying."

"Well... a year ago, our Xiaoji Palace was almost wiped out in the Yuanmeng Universe. Except for the outstanding performance of a few people such as Xiao Wujie and Yutang, the situation of other disciples was really bleak. The average individual meritoriousness was less than ten. There is some embarrassment among the forces, and if this goes on, the one from the Tianyuan Realm will probably not allocate many resources to us..."

Elder Bai and the veiled woman were constantly talking, and Lin Ming heard a strange look on his face.

Xiaojigong was actually "annihilated" in Yuanmeng Universe?

Are these people looking for Bingchi "ghosts"...

This was naturally unreasonable. Slowly, Lin Ming had some guesses in his heart. This guess made his heart skip a beat. He was waiting for confirmation.

"Hey, don't look around for a while, the person you want to see is my own disciple of the Palace Master of Xiaoji Palace, Senior Sister Yuluo who is born with the body of ice spirit, although Senior Sister Yuluo is not a disciple now, she is already on an equal footing with the elders. Now, in the future, he may succeed the Palace Master of the Xiaoji Palace, do you know what the concept of the Palace Master of the Xiaoji Palace is?"

The little maid looked at Lin Ming who was sick and not very smart. She was afraid that he would foolishly bump into the big man in the Xiaoji Palace, and warned him from the side.

Naturally, Lin Ming would not care about such a little maid. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Xiaojigong, is it the realm king force?"

He just investigated the cultivation base of the elder Bai, and it is probably the half-step realm king. It is inferred that the palace master of the Xiaoji Palace is mostly the realm king, and there may be more than one realm king in the Xiaoji Palace. Such a force is in a big realm. Not bad.

"Exactly!"

The little girl gave Lin Ming a surprised look, but she didn't expect this guy to know quite clearly.

"Little sister, that person brought it here."

Another maid, reporting to the veiled woman.

The veiled woman moved in her heart and stopped the conversation with the old man on the topic just now.

"You've already saved that human being. Just let him go, and you're going to summon him specifically? You don't expect the news of Bingchi to come out of his mouth, do you?" Elder Bai shook his head, obviously not thinking that Lin Ming could give anything of value. information.

"Not only that, I just think that this person is very powerful, and the world inside his body seems to be unusual, I feel a little strange, maybe he is an extraordinary person..."

As the veiled woman said this, the old man seemed to suddenly think of something and shook his head slightly.

At this time, Lin Ming had already walked into the room.

This room is not large in size, and the layout is very unique. There are ice crystal glaze everywhere, full of spiritual energy. The chairs that the veiled woman and the white elder sit on are also made of cold jade, and there is a faint mist escaping. It is not ordinary at first glance. .

Lin Ming entered the room, and the veiled woman asked the maid to pour spirit tea for Lin Ming and let Lin Ming sit down.

"What's the name of this gentleman?"

"It's under Lin Mu."

Lin Ming chose a random name.

"It turned out to be Young Master Lin Mu. I don't know why Young Master Lin came to the Great Glacier Wilderness? Why was he injured?"

During the questioning of the veiled woman, a pair of beautiful eyes were always on Lin Ming's body, as if they wanted to see through Lin Ming's cultivation.

With Lin Ming's current state of serious injuries, his cultivation base seemed to be somewhere between Divine Sea and Divine Sovereign.

Lin Ming said, "Sister's questions, I'll answer them one by one next, but before that, I have a few questions, please answer your questions."

"Oh? What's wrong with Young Master Lin?"

Lin Ming said, "I am a native of the mountains and wilds. I have been cultivating in the mountains with my master since I was a child. I have only recently left the customs. I don't know anything about the outside world. When I was traveling abroad, I heard that there is a battlefield of the original dream and the realm of souls. Zongmen, in the original dream battlefield, the Zongmen battle, do not know what is going on in the original dream battlefield?"

Lin Ming probably guessed that the question he asked might be stupid, and it even caused the little sister to suspect.

But he didn't care so much anymore, anyway, in such a realm king force, he didn't have too many scruples.

With his recovery ability, although his injury is serious now, it won't take long for him to recover.

Sure enough, the veiled woman gave Lin Ming a surprised look, "Have you never heard of Yuanmeng Universe?"

Lin Ming shook his head.

"Your master didn't say anything..." The veiled woman felt strange. Although Lin Ming already claimed to be from the mountains and had never been born, even in the mountains, his master should tell him such common sense.

"The original dream universe is a dream universe shared by all the people of the soul world. There, everyone exists with soul energy. This universe is vast and boundless, covering the seventh heaven of the soul world. You can use your own spiritual sea to connect with the original dream universe."

"In the original dream universe, except for weapons and medicinal pills that cannot be brought in, the cultivation base, strength, laws, and other things of the warriors will be 100% restored. The two warriors compete in the original dream universe, with There is no difference in fighting in the outside world..."

When the veiled woman said this, Lin Ming was shocked.

In fact, he had already vaguely guessed it before.

This Yuanmeng Universe, to put it bluntly, is the same as the Shenmeng Realm, which was previously arranged by Shenmeng Tianzun and used for the first martial arts in the Divine Realm.

However, the Yuanmeng Universe does not know how many times larger than the Shenmeng Realm!

The number of warriors that Yuanmeng Universe can accommodate at the same time is billions of times more than that of Shenmeng Realm!

"Soul clan, there is such a place..."

Lin Ming sucked in a breath of cold air. He knew very well how important it was for a race to have such a universe! (To be continued)【】

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