Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1071: Still in a Dream

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A hundred feet away from the canyon dragon pool, dozens of figures fell one after another, all with stunned expressions. The dragon tripod hanging high was slowly dispersing the strange golden light under its feet.

The dragon tripod, which could not move without the power of the nine clans, actually opened by itself and dripped a drop of dragon blood!

The dozens of people who came were all masters of the dragon clan. Everyone surrounded the elders of the nine clans, puzzled. But Yan Lie, among them, stroked his beard and laughed, pointing to the front, and said: "Haha! The dragon tripod has spirits, and it will open when it meets the master! That Lin Yi is the descendant of my dragon clan, there is no doubt..."

Hearing this, everyone nodded slightly. This is the first time in countless thousands of years that the dragon tripod has opened by itself. If it hadn't met the real master of the dragon, how could there be such a weird thing?

"Hmph! Haven't you heard that the Dragon Cauldron has virtue and can help the weak!" Longxue snorted disapprovingly and walked out of the crowd, but he still stared at the situation in the dragon pond a hundred feet away.

The two enemies quarreled again, and everyone present was divided.

The Nine Clans Dragon Cauldron was naturally a sacred object with virtue and spirit. As for the real reason why it was opened, was it because it met the master, or was it to help the weak, no one could tell clearly for a while.

Yan Lie glared at his mortal enemy and said, "What are you talking about? The opening of the Dragon Cauldron was due to Lin Yi, how can we turn a blind eye to it..."

"Haha! Why bother to say more? The truth and falsehood are clear at a glance!" Ge Yi sneered without turning his head: "Lin Yi has been in a coma for four hundred years. Although he has the protection of the Dragon Pond, he has only recovered so far, and his cultivation has not improved at all. Even if he accidentally got a drop of dragon blood, his situation has not improved at all. And Cang Ji has only practiced hard for three hundred years, and has improved his cultivation by one level, and has shown three points of the divine dragon style..."

At this point, Ge Yi turned around and didn't even look at Yan Lie, but said to Chi Xia and others: "Don't even mention how many times the Dragon Cauldron is opened, just see who is stronger and who is weaker in a hundred years!"

Yan Lie pointed his hand angrily, frowned and glared, and scolded: "How can this be!"

Ge Yi snorted coldly with his beard, and didn't say a word at all.

Seeing that the two were deadlocked, Chi Xia looked back. The remaining six elders and everyone present were silent. He shook his head secretly and said, "The Dragon Cauldron has spirits, and the way of heaven is unpredictable. The Dragon Cauldron has virtues, and it knows right and wrong. Let's wait for a hundred years..."

The Nine Clans had a rule before, requiring Lin Yi and Cang Ji to temper in the Dragon Pond for five hundred years. But Ge Yi was afraid that things would change over time, so he proposed to reduce this period by one hundred years. The years passed like water, and three hundred years were gone in a blink of an eye. In the Dragon Pond today, one person is still unconscious, while the other is gaining momentum. The true descendant of the Dragon God seems to be about to come out...

Yan Lie knew it in his heart, but he couldn't take advantage of it with his mouth. He was so angry that he threw his sleeves and sat down on the spot, shouting: "I will stay here for a hundred years, just waiting for the day when the truth comes out. Whoever dares to do something in secret, don't blame me for turning my face against you, hum..."

Go Yi had a sneer on his gloomy face, walked to a place not far away and sat down, saying to himself: "The caution of Elder Yanlie is just what I want..."

The two elders refused to leave, and they all refused to give up until they achieved their goals. Chi Xia waved his hands at everyone and said helplessly: "This is a serious matter. The elders of the nine clans will wait and wait. The rest of you, please disperse..."

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In the dragon pond.

Cang Ji pretended to be honest and stayed in a corner obediently. Waiting for the outside of the pond to calm down, he couldn't help but feel a little wronged.

Dozens of feet away, after swallowing a drop of dragon blood, the companion's cultivation seemed to be there and not there, and there was no sign of improvement, but he was still lying comfortably, which made people jealous and hateful!

A drop of dragon blood was wasted in vain! If I had gotten away with it just now, I might have reached the realm of the Golden Immortal in one step. What's going on now? The gods are stupid and wasteful, nothing is worse than this!

No! Dragon Ding must have recognized the wrong person! In the next hundred years, I must not let this opportunity slip away...

Lin Yi was sleeping as usual, unaware of the situation around Cang Ji and Longtan. His injuries had healed, and his internal energy was slow and powerful. At this moment, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he faintly let out a low sigh!

Everything in that dream seemed real and illusory, which made people sigh...

...

Taiping Town was gone, and there was only a dilapidated city in front of me.

On the closed city gate, the battle flag was hanging low, and the patrolling soldiers were listless. The city was full of ruins, and there were scattered figures on the streets...

Hundreds of feet high, Lin Yi walked slowly forward in the autumn wind. Taiping Restaurant was gone, Qianqiu Fu Wine Shop was gone, the familiar streets were gone, everything was gone...

It was just a dream! Just as the old man who made a living by begging said, he lived in a dream all day, and I was just a passerby who happened to pass by.

I don’t know yet, is the Xuanyuan Temple in the dream still there?

In a flash, the familiar Xianren Peak appeared at Lin Yi’s feet. And seeing it with his own eyes, he fell into a trance again.

The mountain gate was tilted, and there were piles of rubble. On the top of the mountain, the temple collapsed. The weeds on the back mountain were desolate...

Is this still my Xuanyuan Temple? I remember that when I left last time, there were many disciples here, and the door was crowded with people, and there was a ceremony to worship the ancestors on that snowy night...

However, this desolate scene is very similar to the scene when I was a child, except that there are no two figures, one old and one young.

Lin Yi landed on the top of the mountain and slowly floated into the only remaining hall. The place where incense was once prosperous, only the lower half of the clay statue, thick dust, and a bird's nest in the corner of the house remained...

"Haha! It's even worse than when I was with Master!"

Lin Yi suddenly chuckled, and there was an inexplicable loneliness in his laughter. When he left the hall, he couldn't help but look back. On the lintel of the door, the three golden characters of 'Xuanyuan Temple' are still mottled, covered with dust and frost.

On the back mountain of Xianrending, Lin Yi silently looked at the empty cave on the cliff, then crossed a pile of ruins and slowly arrived in front of a mountain col. The water in the pool is as clear as before. However, there are many potholes among the grass, and the graves of Master and others have disappeared. Apart from this, it was hard to find a single figure among the immortals.

"Haha! It's just a dream, not enough to be true..."

Lin Yi was lost for a moment, forgetting his grief and anger, he smiled bitterly, turned around and floated up. Since it is a dream that I don’t want to face, let’s just go away. But for a moment, he looked back in surprise.

In front of the mountain gate under the immortal's roof, an old man and two young children were walking together, holding each other's hands. The old man has a gray beard and a thin face, but he is dressed in shabby clothes and looks like a Taoist. The younger ones, a boy and a girl, were seven or eight or more than ten years old. They were clearly two children. Both were in ragged clothes and had sallow complexions. They were each shouting non-stop——

"Master, Jiu'er is hungry..."

"Master, Ye Jiu has eaten in the morning, and Bing'er is hungry..."

"Liu'er, I'm your senior brother. If you want to practice martial arts, you can't starve your body..."

"Bah! Master just picked you and me up yesterday, and we haven't really become apprentices yet, so how can we teach him the art..."

"You little girl know nothing! I, Ye Jiu, have called me master all the way, how can I suffer a loss? I don't want to be my master or not, I just pee and shiver..."

"You... spoke dirty words, Master beat him..."

"That's enough! You two are my ancestors..."

While talking, the three of them came to the mountain gate. As the old man shouted, the two children stepped back in fright, turned around and tried to run away. He hurriedly put away his impatience, squeezed out the wrinkles on his face, raised a cloth bag in his hand, and said seductively: "You two little ones, stop making noise, just start cooking when you get home, haha..."

The boy who calls himself senior brother is named Ye Jiu. He was very thin, with a greasy and lazy look on his dirty face, but his thick eyebrows and big eyes revealed a sense of intelligence. He stared at the grain bag in the old man's hand and felt his stomach growling. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and quickly came closer and nodded in response.

The girl's name is Bing'er. She has fair complexion, thin eyebrows, and is very pretty. Seeing Ye Jiu turn around, she obediently followed him. And her little appearance, which is observant and yet still sophisticated, is clearly a fierce girl who has gone through many hardships.

The old man shook his head helplessly, went straight to the mountain gate, and said to himself: "Finally retrieving two beggars, this is my last wish. My ancestors bless you for what will happen to your sect in the future..."

The three of them followed the stone steps to the back mountain and stopped in front of a low and inconspicuous thatched house. Before the old man could push open the firewood door to light a fire to make rice, the two children following him seemed exhausted and fell asleep on the ground one after another. He was slightly startled and sighed: "Alas! If you follow me in the future, you will have to suffer a lot..." Before he finished speaking, someone said: "Baidaozi! Look at the front and back of Xuanyuan Temple, and what you know. Linyuan, please come to me one by one..."

"Who is it?" Bai Daozi looked around in surprise. In the bleak autumn wind, there was no figure anywhere. He laughed out loud and said: "Haha! Could it be that the ruins of the Taoist temple forced the ancestors to show their spirits..." He pushed the firewood away, moved the two children to the straw mat in the house, breathed a little, and bowed to the stone table again. Then he sat cross-legged and said to himself: "I have nothing to do, so I will come and complain to my ancestors..."

It was previously learned that the Lin family in Linyuan had a monk, Lin Tianjiao. When he gained the ability to fly into the sky and into the earth, he became the head of the Lin family and opened the ban on Lin Garden on his own initiative. This move made the names of the Lin family and Lin Tianjiao spread throughout the world. Suddenly, Taoist friends from all walks of life came to visit him, and finally alerted the Great Shang court.

Not a few years later, a strange man named Lu Yu'er appeared in Xuanyuan Temple. He was extremely disdainful of Lin Tianjiao's behavior of caring about fame and wealth and making friends with powerful people, but he thought that the two families had a close relationship, so he tolerated it for the time being and gradually alienated him.

Two hundred years later, Lin Tianjiao and Lu Yu'er have become the two most famous immortals in the world. The two sides almost cut off all contact with each other. Neither one of them accepted the other, and they actually became enemies and rivals.

At a time when great merchants were suffering from famines and rebels were everywhere, the imperial court recruited two great immortals to serve the country.

Lin Tianjiao happily obeyed the call, but Lu Yuer refused to answer the call. The imperial court was afraid that one party would be used by rebels, so it secretly ordered the other party to eliminate them.

At that time, both people in the world and monks had already coveted the inheritance of Xuanyuan Guan, but they were afraid of Lu Yu'er and did not dare to think anything wrong. Given the opportunity, both the government and the public are looking forward to the showdown between Lin Yuan and Xuanyuan Guan in order to profit from it.

In this way, a big war inevitably came. Lin Yuan and Xuanyuan Guan, who were on the same side, eventually became enemies of life and death. When Lin Tianjiao and Lu Yu'er were both injured, the rebels arrived in surprise with monks from abroad. The two realized it was too late, both were defeated and their whereabouts are unknown. Then wars broke out until the Great Shang was destroyed.

The legend that Linyuan Wonderland and Xuanyuan Temple contain immortal treasures has long been known to women and children. During the years of wars and robberies, the ancestral graves of both families were dug up and turned upside down. Afterwards, people were living in a precarious situation, and after struggling for hundreds of years, they gradually became unable to maintain their livelihood. They were forced to abandon their homes and settle in foreign lands one by one.

Bai Daozi, as the last disciple of Xuanyuan Temple, also wandered around without a fixed place to live. When he was old and helpless, on his way back to the mountain gate, he saw two beggars who were very clever, so he suddenly had an idea...

The old man talked to himself like a dream, and the two children leaned on the side and slept soundly. In the dim corner of the thatched house, on a stone table, there were a pile of crude wooden spirit tablets, with words such as ancestor Lin Yi, Tianfu, Daoheng, Lu Yuer, etc....

An hour and a half later, the two children suddenly got up from the ground with a surprised cry, touched their eyebrows and looked at each other, and said in surprise: "Xuantian Heart Method, Dragon Walk Nine Changes, and..."

The old man suddenly woke up, and didn't care what the two children were muttering. He quickly stopped talking and stood up and said: "They must be starving. Make a fire, make a fire. It's better to have food and clothing for a while than to have a thousand years of ancestral protection..."

A breeze swept through the thatched house, and then it went away with a sharp chill...