Volume 2 Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1073 Dreams Are Simple

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Daxia, Xuantian Gate, Xuantian Peak.

On the mountain tops of the mountains, strong winds wrapped in thick green mist were swirling. In the meantime, a hundred-foot stone tower can be faintly seen, rising straight into the sky with magnificent momentum. Outside the whistling clouds, an old Yuanying man and a dozen or so Jindan juniors stopped to watch, each with solemn expressions.

"More than a thousand years ago, the Xuantian Tower could still be opened and could lead directly to the Xuantian Wonderland. The elixirs and elixirs in it were visible, and there were countless opportunities..." The old man Yuanying sighed with emotion, and then said: "It is said that the fairyland The destruction of the Xuantian Hall in the tower triggered the secret of heaven, making the strong wind outside the tower never stop. From then on, I, the Daxia monk, can only miss the fairyland..."

The old man said separately, and a group of juniors followed him in mourning. The person who forced Wonderland to close back then has been standing silently aside for a long, long time.

Time has passed, things have changed and people have changed, but everything in the past is still before our eyes. The world's troubles, grudges, and hatreds all drift away with the wind. When I looked back, there was nothing left in my confusion. When I turned around, I suddenly realized that everything that had passed away was always in my heart and following me...

As his consciousness slowly passed through the mountains and rivers of Daxia, Lin Yi sighed secretly. The original Immortal Sect is still there, but there is no familiar figure. Before leaving this land, you might as well go to Xuantian Wonderland for another visit. Whether these thousand years are a dream or a thousand years in a dream, the road under your feet does not end here...

Lin Yizheng moved forward. The 100-foot stone tower towers solemnly, and everything familiar seems like yesterday. At the same time, a voice came: "The Xuantian Tower is here, and the immortal fate will never be destroyed. When we finally reach the sky..."

Amidst the raging wind, Lin Yi suddenly shook his head. A figure in white clothes, and the bloody and weeping yesterday still linger. He concentrated his mind and turned around to take a look. The group of monks still refused to leave, each of them looked expectant.

Lin Yi hesitated for a moment, then waved his hands, and a series of forbidden spells flew out quickly. After a while, the surrounding wind slowed down and the green mist became lighter. Amidst a burst of surprise cheers, he stepped into the Xuantian Tower.

An obsession and an expectation support countless dreams of reaching the sky and accompany many lonely roads! As a fellow traveler, Lin can no longer pretend to give anything. Just like Xiaotian'ao, just like Xuanyuan Guan, it does not change based on the changes of others. As the saying goes, there is no cause and no result, but it might as well leave a gap, a glimmer of opportunity, a direction...

In Xuantian Tower, the layers of stone steps are missing. Lin Yi leisurely climbed up and reached the top of the tower in an instant. Immediately afterwards, characters flashed underfoot. After experiencing the pain of seven emotions, I stepped away from the mortal world...the root of all fate is gone, and a bright moon hangs high...

Lin Yi shook his head and raised his hand.

Among the floating characters, two sentences suddenly appeared: the bright moon is always there, spotless; the mind is clear, the world is clear...

Lin Yi flew into the sky, seeing the vast fairyland in front of his eyes. In a flash of thought, he arrived in a secluded valley.

The mountain flats, caves, and cliff carvings on the mountainside are all the same as before.

Within the halls and rooms of the cave, Lin Yi was silently fascinated by the writings on the stone wall. There is no sun or moon in the mountains, a dream has lasted for thousands of years...

Lin Yi came to the cliff in front of the cave and looked up again after many years.

A group of naked people hunted in the wilderness... The two groups of people were entangled and fought with each other, riding flying dragons and fighting strange beasts, fighting until the sky was dark... The defeated group of people flew across the sun, moon and stars to rebuild their homes... and then There was a group of people with similar appearances, but they were already wearing clothes, following rituals, and living in harmony... Naked people chased after them, and a battle broke out between the two sides...

Each of the five cliff murals has its own story, and they are continuous with each other. When I first saw it, I was still confused and didn't understand it, but now my doubts are gradually disappearing.

The naked man was a scene from ancient times; the fighting scene that followed was undoubtedly a battle between the three emperors in ancient times; the Immortal Emperor Long Fan led his people to travel far away to create a fairyland; the ancient world was unwilling to give up. , sent people to chase him, and the two sides fought again. At that time, an immortal meditated here and carved the wall as a record of important events. Only five stone carvings were left. Subsequently, the Immortal Realm collapsed, and the story ended here.

However, the last blank space on the cliff once made people think endlessly. I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional...

After Lin Yi glanced at the five murals, he regained his doubts from the past. He looked at it for a moment, was slightly startled, took out a magic formula in his hand, and suddenly struck forward. A slight tearing sound was heard, and a layer of light flashed on the blank stone wall not far away, and then a strange picture appeared. It was a sun, fiery and red, but there was a heavy trace in it. It is like ink and gold, shaped like a strange bird, revealing an indescribable weirdness...

At this moment, Old Long's words rang out in the sea of ​​consciousness: Wusheng, Jiutiantong...

Lin Yi thought for a long time, then rose into the sky, not forgetting to lower his head and look down. In the vast four directions, Sumeru is located and they form their own heaven and earth. It is easy to see that the Xuantian Tower and the Heavenly Demon Barrier are one-third similar, but seven-fold more mysterious.

The moment he was about to cross the barrier of fairyland and leave, Lin Yi suddenly remembered something. Without hesitation, he turned around and flew in the direction of his memory. There are restrictions blocking the depths of the unpredictable sky. But he looked at it as if there was nothing, and in an instant he was in front of a group of black shadows more than ten feet away. There were no less than hundreds of monsters that looked like snakes but not snakes, and looked like dragons but not dragons, and they were sleeping and huddled together.

It was a ferocious beast that made me suffer a lot when I only had Qi training. Lin Yi didn't pay attention, but looked curious. Surrounded by the beasts, a strange bright yellow light shone faintly.

Lin Yi raised his hand and waved, and the bright yellow light slowly emerged from the beasts, and then a fist-sized ball appeared. The brilliance was dazzling and looked quite extraordinary. Seeing this, he nodded secretly.

The golden dragon travels to the four extremes, reaching the middle of the Xuanming world. This is a sentence about Xuantian Wonderland, and I still remember it clearly. As expected, there is really a whole other world hidden here.

In a moment, the beads were in front of him. Lin Yi concentrated for a moment and saw the light shining, the runes flashing, and the word 'Xuan Tian' appearing. He stretched out his hand to hold it, his mind wandered, and then he closed his eyes.

But in an instant, countless pavilions and pavilions appeared in the consciousness, surrounded by auspicious clouds, and the music of chimes was faint, creating a scene of an immortal family. The power that was once so powerful and unbearable has turned into an inexplicable energy that makes people feel at ease. Faintly, the sound of bells and chimes came slowly from the fairy house pavilion and beyond Jiutian, just like the sound of a yellow bell, solemn yet mysterious. Then another dragon flew in the sky and a white crane soared. In the mist of immortality, there are green pines and cypresses and pastoral houses, children returning from the shepherds and village women leaning against the door to watch, and there are also leisurely and casual songs: "Who says there are no immortals, grass and grass ascend to the sky; who It is said that there is an immortal, and a real dragon can feed it. The shepherd is a dream, but it actually means a good year..."

After a while, Lin Yi suddenly woke up. This Xuantian Pearl should be a product of the Xuantian Immortal Realm. Now that the fairyland has collapsed, the treasures are covered in dust, just like a dream lost in ancient times.

Dreams are actually very simple, just like that of the shepherd boy...

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In Longxu Canyon, the elders of the nine tribes are surrounded by a hundred feet away from Longtan. For the past ten years, the nine people have been sitting like this with eyes closed, but they are always paying attention to the movement of the dragon cauldron.

In the Longtan, Lin Yi was still asleep. His dream was deep, long, and endless. In other words, he had regarded everything around him and his companion as a dream.

However, Cang Ji no longer had any leisure time, and he didn't even care about cultivating. He only focused on the top of his head. In a daze, I felt a ray of golden light moving. His heart skipped a beat and he secretly exclaimed: It's coming, it's coming, it's finally coming, my dragon's blood!

Cang Ji's eyes suddenly widened, and then his eyes widened again. That's not an illusion! I saw a hundred feet high, between the three legs of the dragon cauldron, golden light opened up again and slowly poured down. One drop of dragon's blood is sparkling, dazzling, and soul-stirring...

Cang Ji's face twitched and he couldn't wait to stand up. His thoughts were changing rapidly, and he had to resist the urges and forced himself to sit back slowly. That Lin Yishang has fallen into a deep sleep, and the dragon cauldron has a spirit. Don't admit the wrong person...

At this moment, the elders of the nine clans around Longtan woke up from their meditation at the same time, with different expressions and inexplicable moods.

While he was breathing, the golden light as thick as an arm had fallen fifty feet deep into the Longtan, and its momentum suddenly slowed down slightly.

Cang Ji held his breath and concentrated, his eyes bulging with anger.

But in an instant, a burst of magic power suddenly came from above Longtan, causing the light to shake suddenly, as if it was extremely reluctant. At this moment, he was forced to turn suddenly and headed straight for Cang Ji.

Cang Ji was so ecstatic that he opened his mouth hurriedly. The golden light flashed and the dragon's blood entered his belly. He opened his mouth in disbelief and let out a strange scream, which seemed like a long-repressed laughter...

The light under the dragon cauldron had not dissipated, and suddenly a roar exploded in the air: "Ge Yi! How dare you obstruct the spirit of the dragon cauldron and abandon the inheritance of my divine race. How brave you are..."

Previously, the elders of the nine clans were paying attention to the movements of the Dragon Cauldron. Ge Yi suddenly made a move, and everyone present realized that it was too late.

A hundred feet away from Longtan, Yan Lie was already arrogant and his eyes were wide open with anger. Before he stopped roaring, he stood up and struck Ge Yi not far away with his iron fist.

How could Ge Yi be willing to suffer a loss? He pulled away and fled, not forgetting to shout: "Longtan Holy Land, don't be arrogant!"

Seeing this situation, the other elders of the nine tribes present stood up and advised each other: "You two, stop for now..."

"boom--"

His nature was as scorching as fire, and he couldn't control it. He punched Chi Xia who stood up to stop him. The opponent's physical strength was strong, and he had been prepared for it. He couldn't help but retreated more than ten feet. With a flushed face, he gasped hard and waved his hands to persuade: "Nine races are of the same blood, how can we allow self-harm, cough, cough... …”

Yan Lie was startled, took a few steps back, and complained in surprise and embarrassment: "Oh! Why didn't you fight back, and you got a punch for that villain in vain? If I hadn't taken back a few percent of my mana, wouldn't I have brewed it? It's a big mistake..." Seeing that Chi Xia had no intention of expressing his anger, he felt even more guilty. He was so angry that he pointed his finger at Ge Yi who was hiding in the distance and scolded: "If you don't give me an explanation for what happened just now, the two families will be together. There is no such thing as being unpredictable!”

Chi Xia finally regained his breath, and with the same unhappy expression, he said at any time: "Elder Ge Yi, what's the point? You broke the rules, are you going to become enemies of the Nine Clans..." Others present agreed, Apparently he was quite dissatisfied with Ge Yi's actions.

Dozens of feet away, Ge Yi's eyes swept over the crowd, folded his hands and bowed deeply, saying: "The Dragon Cauldron has spirits, so it should be fair. And there are clearly two people practicing in the Dragon Pond. It is only right that we should share the ancestral blessing and the dragon blood! Although I was reckless just now, I had to make an emergency decision. Please forgive me..." He stood up and said righteously: "In order to protect the inheritance and for the sake of my nine clans, if there is dragon blood, it should go to Cang Ji and Lin Yi each. Who is the real dragon will be revealed in the future!" He turned to Yan Lie, squeezed out a little apologetic expression, and said gently: "Once a word is spoken, there is no regret, otherwise you will be abandoned by all nine clans! Please calm down, Brother Yan, I will not be biased next time and will help you, hehe..."