Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1070: A Dream of a Thousand Years

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In the Dragon Pond, Lin Yi's situation is the same as before. Just as someone saw, he is still alive!

However, Lin Yi is not ignorant of everything around him. Just because he is tired, he follows the dream to exile a relaxed pace!

In the deep and inexplicable dream, Lin Yi vaguely remembers everything that happened in Ziwei Fairyland, as well as the cruelty and ruthlessness of that bloody battle. The Demon Lord was destroyed, the Dragon Lord was seriously injured, and the original body exhausted the last bit of cultivation. In desperation, he was forced to use the Taichu Qi in the Heavenly Demon Barrier. And the Taichu Qi must be blessed by the mysterious skills before it can be transformed into the final magic power. At the critical moment of life and death, he risked his heart veins to forcibly perform a magical power he created. Although he defeated the enemies, he could no longer hold on.

When Lin Yi fainted, an old man and two middle-aged men suddenly appeared. He was not surprised, but secretly relieved. The other party were all dragon cultivators, and should have no ill intentions...

After that, Lin Yi, who was in a trance, came to a strange place and was thrown into a deep pool with thick cold air. During this time, he vaguely heard some people and things about Longxu and the nine clans of Shenlong...

For a while, he was safe and sound, and Lin Yi was immersed in the darkness and coldness alone...

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly another person came into the dragon pool.

Lin Yi seemed to be aware of it, but still didn’t want to wake up, and regarded everything as a dream, just wanting to take the opportunity to have a good sleep. At this time, his damaged heart meridians have gradually improved, his lost cultivation is also slowly recovering, and his limbs have become more and more tough and powerful...

"... The heaven and earth have no roots, the sun and the moon have not yet shone, it is dark and dark. There is no ancestor, no qi, no image, no color, no name, no shape, no thread, no sound, chaos is too nothing. Mysterious, it is called the cave heaven..."

In a daze, runes came from the depths of his consciousness. Lin Yi's mind cleared up, and then he remembered a scripture he had obtained. He paid a little attention and wrote it down without much effort, and noticed a sentence at the end of the article: "... The six directions of heaven and earth, the number of disasters is endless, the righteous way should be practiced to save the people. Kui!"

There is no doubt that this "Dongxuan Sutra" was created by Emperor Kui, the teacher of the Immortal Emperor. "Dongzhen Sutra" is the root of the realm of Taoism. And "Dongxuan Sutra" focuses on the improvement of cultivation.

Dark and dark, chaos is too nothing...

This dark dragon pool is just like the Nine Abysses, and it is also like chaos, waiting for the creation of the world, and the dragon roars in the sky...

Unconsciously, Lin Yi slowly floated up. He was a little surprised and couldn't help looking down. His body was still lying in the deep pool, and another person dozens of feet away was still practicing...

The soul left the body? No! After the fusion, the body and the soul are indistinguishable from each other.

Is it a split spirit, or a soul?

Lin Yi looked at himself. Without the limbs and body, the whole person was a void, and the freedom and ease were so real!

Without time to think, Lin Yi suddenly floated out of the deep pool. He looked at the lonely dragon tripod, and instantly reached a height of thousands of feet. Overlooking the canyon, he turned his eyes and looked around. On a vast expanse of land, you can see houses and huts, as well as faint smoke from cooking...

The land of Longxu should have been decadent and solemn, but because of the smell of fireworks, it is more like a home away from the hustle and bustle!

The nine tribes of Shenlong have fallen, but there is still a place for retreat and habitation. But I am like a duckweed, letting fatigue and loneliness grow and spread, and it is still difficult to find a place to stay. The only comfort is to chew and savor everything in the past in one's imagination...

As the mind moves, the vast star field suddenly comes into view. The fairyland outside the realm and the fairyland inside the realm can all be distinguished one by one. The lonely starlight in the distance, is it the direction of home?

At this moment, the nebula shines, and a long-lost land rushes towards him. Lin Yi was slightly startled and looked back. Longxu and the fairyland were both left far behind.

In a flash of thought, it has already crossed the star field?

Lin Yi looked back and looked down, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Under the sky, the mountains and rivers seem familiar, yet so strange. On a valley, between the withered trees, there are ruins and desolation everywhere!

That is clearly the western border of Da Shang, the location of Xiaotian'ao, why has it become like this? I remember that when I left, I set up a formation for the mountain village to resist foreign aggression. But now there is no trace of the formation, only a ruin.

I once promised to keep my homeland safe for a thousand years. How long has it been, and everything is gone...

After a moment of shock, Lin Yi slowly fell from the sky. There are several gaps around the valley. The mountains and the mountains are all withered and yellow. Maybe it is late autumn, the cold wind blows, and the sharp cries of jackdaws resound everywhere...

Following a thread of memory, Lin Yi came to the entrance of the village that year. The old tree with twisted branches is gone, and half of the stone tablet has fallen to the side. The remaining handwriting on it looks like a word "garden".

In those days, in order to remember the kindness of the great immortal Lin, the villagers of Xiaotian'ao spontaneously erected a stone tablet under the big tree at the entrance of the village, with two big characters engraved on it, Linyuan...

What happened in Xiaotian'ao in the past few hundred years?

Lin Yi was shocked and turned to a hillside. After a while, he widened his eyes in disbelief.

Under the wild grass, there were only rubble and stones, and there was no trace of the Lin family cemetery! And in his consciousness, the bones of his parents and Cui'er...

Lin Yi hurriedly fell down, and swept across the desolate hillside like the wind. But after a while, he stood there in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

Not to mention that not even one of the tombstones of my parents and Cui'er could be found, and their bones were completely gone...

Lin Yi stretched out his hand, pointed in all directions tremblingly, and said to himself: "Destroying a clan and destroying a village, even the ancestral graves will not be spared. Even if there is great hatred, it will not be like this. Who did it..." His arm passed over it. Here and there, the weeds swayed slightly, unmoved at all.

"Haha! Lin has become a flying immortal, but he is despised by Cao Jie. He laughs at me for not being able to give my people a thousand years of blessings, but laughs at me for being a wandering soul at this time..."

Lin Yi smiled sadly and suddenly waved his arm to sweep it away. Caused by soul thoughts, it is nothing more than a sudden surge of magic power due to the combined cultivation level. With a roar of "Boom -", gravel and grass clippings flew away, and a large crater of dozens of feet was blasted out of the hillside. But after he vented his anger, he still stopped where he was and was lost in silence for a long time.

The ancestral grave is where the bloodline originates. I have lost my only sustenance and my last thoughts. I can only take the memory of home farther and farther away, and I will never come back...

The grass turns yellow and becomes green again, the flowers bloom and then wither silently...

When the cold wind picked up again, Lin Yi slowly floated to the top of the mountain not far away. After a while, he sighed slightly and ran towards a crowded place to look for her. The two tombs overlooking the sky were also turned into piles of rubble. May the jade flute and the fragrant soul accompany each other, just like the setting sun in the sky...

After only a few dozen miles, Lin Yi suddenly stopped. Someone was resting beside the rugged path.

It was a skinny old man in ragged clothes, leaning alone by the roadside, holding a wooden stick tightly in his hand and carrying a small package on it. Perhaps due to exhaustion, he was panting heavily and looking up to the sky with his white eyes in vain.

"How did Xiaotian'ao, fifty miles away due north, become what it is today? Do you know the causes and consequences?"

Suddenly someone asked a question, and the old man replied casually without thinking: "Are you talking about the Linyuan Wonderland? It is so strange that the saying goes that prosperity must inevitably decline..."

"Tell me one by one, and I will help you get rid of the white shadows in your eyes..."

"Haha! You are an interesting person. Old man, I have been accustomed to walking blind for many years, so why bother with this..." The old man opened his toothless mouth and smiled, with a pair of white eyes staring into the sky, and then said: "But , the Linyuan fairyland you mentioned disappeared a hundred years ago. I heard from my grandfather that the prosperity of the Lin family for thousands of years was due to the influence of the ancestors, but his descendants were not virtuous, so why..."

"Linyuan has been flourishing for thousands of years?"

"Haha! The old man is begging for a living. He is lonely on the way. I just want to talk to you..." The old man held the wooden stick in his arms and didn't care who the other party was. He said to himself: "That Linyuan Wonderland is very famous. I'm around here. He knows everything from top to bottom, and there is even an immortal named Tianjiao who is really powerful in the world! And the decline of the Lin family has something to do with him, which is a pity..."

An hour later, the old man was left talking alone. Where are people? Old man, who was I talking to? well! When people get old, the whole day becomes like a dream...

In mid-air, Lin Yi walked away silently. What I saw and heard was just a dream! The people in the dream include the old man and myself. Since a dream lasts for a thousand years, there is no rush to wake up. The Great Shang Dynasty is gone, let’s see what happens next...

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In the dragon pool, Cang Ji opened his eyes from sitting quietly and couldn't help but look happy.

Three hundred years passed by in a blink of an eye. From the late stage of Immortal to the late stage of Celestial Immortal today, I have improved my cultivation level by a whole level! Not only that, after tempering, the muscles and bones are stronger than before. What's even worse is that the silver-white scales all over his body are actually added with a faint layer of gold.

The magic of Longtan can be seen from this. There are still a hundred years to come. As long as you keep encouraging yourself, it is not impossible to reach the Golden Immortal Realm! If you are covered with golden armor through refinement, Cang will be the reincarnation of a divine dragon. At that time, who will dare to compete with me for the supreme position, haha...

Feeling proud, Cang Ji bared his teeth and laughed silently.

A few dozen feet away, the situation was still the same. Although the lying figure affects the energy around it, its progress is slow. When the four hundred years are up, it will be a fluke that he can regain his original immortal cultivation...

At this moment, a long cauldron sound suddenly came from above Longtan.

Cang Ji looked up, looking slightly stunned. The Dragon Cauldron is a sacred object of the dragon clan and cannot be opened without the cooperation of the elders of the nine clans. What's going on now?

After a short while, a golden light as thick as an arm slowly poured down from the three legs of the dragon cauldron, and came straight through the darkness. A drop of golden blood the size of a bean is moving and dazzling!

"You don't need to think too much. I, Cang Ji, have extraordinary talents and hard training. I have alerted the ancestors of the dragon clan, so they gave me the dragon's blood to help me improve my cultivation and eventually achieve the status of a god..."

Cang Ji was so excited that he stood up.

At the same time, countless figures rushed towards the canyon where Longtan was located.

Cang Ji couldn't care less and jumped up to grab the dragon's blood in the golden light. Just as he was about to start, he was suddenly startled and exclaimed: "No..."

The golden light had not yet landed on Cang Ji's head, so it suddenly turned around and headed straight for a sleeping figure. The other party groaned as if in sleep, opened his mouth at the right time, and actually swallowed the dragon's blood in one gulp...

Cang Ji was stunned and cried out sadly: "Oh! I am the real dragon, I have recognized the wrong person..."