Chapter 44 Dream Divination

The sky was a little pale, and the warm breeze of the morning sun mixed with dew brushed Lin Chen's face.

In order to be on the safe side, Lin Chen rushed back to Yunyang Peak of Qingyun Sect overnight.

And now, he was finally safe.

But what Lin Chen didn't know was that just as he breathed a sigh of relief and rushed towards the laboratory.

The place where he fought last night welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

Around a huge, charred pit, a large number of monks wearing spiritual armor or green robes appeared.

The nearby jungle has been blocked by humans, and the monks wearing spiritual armor, with strong backs and strong faces, are alert to the slightest movement around them.

The monks in green robes are constantly searching for traces left behind in the field.

In the center of the crowd, a young man with a noble bearing stood proudly, and next to him was an old man with white hair and a childlike face.

At this moment, the two were staring at a girl lying on the ground in front of them.

The girl has long black hair, moon-like phoenix eyebrows, a straight and beautiful nose, cherry lips like orchids, and oval cheeks.

What is even more surprising is that she is holding a strange grass in her arms.

The grass is like cattail, red in color, and emits a faint halo.

This grass is called [Huai Meng Grass]!

There was a classic record: "On the mountain of fire, there is a dream grass, which is like cattail, red in color, shrinks into the ground during the day, and comes out at night. It is also called Huai Meng. If you hold its leaves, you will know whether the dream is good or bad, and it will be verified immediately."

This grass is not born naturally, but a strange spiritual plant created by generations of predecessors of Qingyun Sect.

And its function is also very simple, that is, people who hold it in their arms and dream can, to a certain extent, dream about what they want to know.

For example, the news of the elixir used to break through the bottleneck, the various means of the enemy, the location of precious spiritual objects, etc.

In simple terms, if you think about something during the day, you will dream about it at night. People who dream with it in their minds can know the past and the future to a certain extent!

If you combine it with the cultivator who specializes in the way of heavenly secrets [Heavenly Secret Master], there is a certain probability that you can forcefully predict the secrets of high-level cultivators!

"Junior Sister Luo's talent in the way of heavenly secrets is the best in my Qingyun Sect for hundreds of years. With [Dream Grass], the information of an auction must be easy to get. Junior Brother Zhang, there is no need to worry so much."

Looking at Zhang Zhiming's solemn face, the old man on the side couldn't help but comfort him.

In his opinion, Zhang Zhiming's worry was completely unnecessary.

Maybe there was indeed something fishy behind this auction, but the Loose Cultivator Alliance and the Xuanyin Demon Sect would never join forces.

Because the Qingyun Sect and the Xuanyin Sect inherited the spirit transformation, their combat power and means far exceeded those of the same level. In the same realm, one-on-one, the people of the Loose Cultivator Alliance are not the opponents of the people of the two sects at all.

The reason why Lingnan is now in a three-way confrontation is not because the three are evenly matched. It is because the opposition between Qingyun and Xuanyin Sects gave the Loose Cultivator Alliance a chance to survive.

If they join forces to deal with Qingyun Sect, after the destruction of Qingyun Sect, will Xuanyin Demon Sect give up the Loose Cultivator Alliance, which is the fat meat at its fingertips?

It must be impossible.

And this result can be seen by anyone who is a little smart and has a little knowledge. How can the Jindan Zhenren of the Loose Cultivator Alliance not see it?

So the old man thinks that it is good to have doubts, but there is no need to worry too much.

Zhang Zhiming frowned slightly when he heard this. Obviously, he did not agree with the old man's statement.

He also participated in this pursuit.

He had already caught the trace of the cultivator who bought the foundation-building secret method, but was stopped by two mysterious men in black.

The other party's bloody means and cruel tricks are not comparable to ordinary loose cultivators, and they are clearly coming to stop him.

He does not think this is a coincidence.

Zhang Zhiming thought for a moment and was about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted.

"Greetings, sir!" A middle-aged monk came to the two of them and said respectfully.

"How is the situation at the scene analyzed?" Zhang Zhiming asked.

"We have collected the remaining blood of the escaped monk and tracked him with the [Sound Wind Wood] that can sense the breath of others. But I don't know what means the other party used to interfere with the perception, so we have been unable to determine the location, and..."

"And what?" The old man on the side asked after hearing this.

"And we suspect that there is another monk in the field." The middle-aged monk saw this and said hurriedly.

"What do you mean?"

"Based on the traces at the scene, we can judge that the besieged monk was seriously injured. But after the counterattack was successful, he did not escape immediately, but stayed there for a while. In addition to the pool of corpse fluid left at another battle site, we extremely suspect that there is another person, but..." The middle-aged monk hesitated.

"Just say it!" Zhang Zhiming's face darkened. What annoyed him most was people who didn't finish what they were saying.

"Yes, yes!" Feeling the terrifying spiritual pressure, the middle-aged monk couldn't help sweating on his forehead, "But there was no trace of this monk left in the field. You know, there was a melee among dozens of people, but the other party was not injured at all, and even no clothes were left. This is really unreasonable..."

"Is that so..." Zhang Zhiming's eyes moved when he heard it.

All the monks who came were good at tracking, and he didn't doubt their inferences.

'However, a monk who went through a melee but was unscathed... Could it be that a monk in the foundation-building stage took action? '

Zhang Zhiming thought carefully for a while, but in the absence of sufficient information, he could not infer many useful conclusions.

‘Now it seems that I can only hope that Zi Yan’s dream divination can get some useful information…’

With this thought, Zhang Zhiming turned his head and looked at the sleeping girl on the ground.

…

In the dream.

Huge, charred pits, and traces of magic damage left everywhere.

This scene is almost exactly the same as the outside world. The only difference is that there are not so many cultivators in the field, only a girl holding a glowing spiritual grass and a slightly solemn face.

“It’s here.” Luo Ziyan said softly.

Among the hundred arts of cultivating immortals, the most mysterious one is not the soul method that specializes in the way of the soul, which has various strange means such as calling the name to take the soul, and the soul-stealing and ghost-reaching, nor is it the witchcraft that is proficient in curses, substitutions, and nightmares, but - the art of heavenly secrets.

Because the art of heavenly secrets can not only affect the fate of the dark, but also predict the past and the future. Among them, the powerful ones can even peek into a corner of the legendary long river of time!

Even if it is just observation without interference, it is enough to explain its mystery and horror!

But it is not so easy to be a Tianji Master. His talent is one in a million even among cultivators, which is as rare as the heavenly spiritual roots.

And everything has a price, not to mention peeping into the past and the future.

Shortened life, low luck, madness, etc., because the inheritance method is different from the predicted things, the price is naturally different.

The Tianji technique practiced by Luo Ziyan is called [Qinghuazi Yimeng Heart Sutra], which is a technique summarized and developed by generations of Tianji cultivators in Qingyun Sect.

Unlike ordinary Tianji techniques, this method believes that dreams are the intersection of the consciousness of creatures in this world. Although it is illusory, it really exists.

Not only that, dreams are also a reflection of the real world. It not only records all the information in the world, but also seems to be connected with the fairy world and even the long river of time. Everything that happened in the past and the future may be realized in dreams.

Because of the illusion and changes of dreams, the cultivators who enter them can distort the dreams, reverse what will happen in the future to the present, and can also trace back what has happened, so as to observe the future and the past!

"This method is not only easier to observe the course of events than ordinary divination, but also can reduce the backlash of heaven and earth, but it is not without risk..."

At this point, Luo Ziyan looked at the area outside the light of the Dream Grass, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

Outside the place covered by the light of the Dream Grass, it is not a jungle in reality, but a distorted area.

Inverted mountains, upstream rivers, half-human and half-demon monsters... These scenes are not fixed, but will change from time to time, forming a bizarre scene.

Outside the light of the Dream Grass is the depths of the dream. With her cultivation and strength, once she falls into it, she is very likely to get lost, and her consciousness will never wake up!

"Just be careful." Luo Ziyan quickly retracted her gaze, and gently grabbed the void in front of her with her jade hand. Suddenly, a white jade slip appeared in her hand.

This is a jade slip that records the secret method of building a spiritual blood foundation, but it is not real, but a medium formed in her dream by collecting various information.

"Dreamers are the travels of the gods and the mirrors of knowing the future..." As the mysterious mantras were chanted one by one, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

The sun that rose in the east was setting, and the smell of burning that had dissipated slowly became stronger, and even a vague figure appeared on the field.

Time, unexpectedly flowed backwards at this moment!

Then, all changes suddenly stopped, and two vague figures appeared on the field.

It was Zhang Hao and Lin Chen!

"Hmm?" Luo Ziyan frowned slightly.

It stands to reason that the higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to predict. The two in front of her are only Qi Refining cultivators, but why are they so vague in her dream divination?

"Well, that's not the key." Luo Ziyan stared at Zhang Hao's figure, and then walked towards him step by step.

Swish!

Luo Ziyan's figure actually merged directly with Zhang Hao!

Suddenly, the whole world suddenly went black.

When Luo Ziyan gradually regained her sight, she heard a noise.

"Hmph, nine thousand five hundred!"

"Ten thousand!"

"Ten thousand and two hundred!"

"Is this the scene of the underground auction?!"

Looking at the underground hall covered by the light of the spirit pearl, Luo Ziyan couldn't help but feel surprised.

She was obviously looking for Zhang Hao's whereabouts, why did she come to the underground auction? !

"Is there a mistake?" Luo Ziyan thought for a while, and finally turned her eyes to the venue.

"... This auction ends here..." As a large number of cultivators left, Zhao Ming also walked backstage.

Luo Ziyan's eyes flashed behind him and followed him.

Although she didn't know why this happened, the source of the foundation-building secret method was also her target. Since there was a chance to get information now, she naturally couldn't let it go.

"Meet the elder!" Zhao Ming bowed to a blurry figure.

"Well, get ready..."

After the two talked and the old man muttered to himself, Luo Ziyan in the field could not help but look solemn.

"Situ family, seeking the skin of a tiger, Xuanyin Sect?" After listening to their conversation and the old man's mumbling, Luo Ziyan's eyes darkened.

"Could it be that the Situ family, a Jindan family in the Loose Cultivator Alliance, has colluded with the Xuanyin Sect?"

Thinking of this, Luo Ziyan's eyes moved, and she walked towards the old man without hesitation. Crossing the realm to conduct dream divination would greatly increase the danger and backlash, but she still decided to take the risk.

We must get enough information to make the sect fully prepared to meet the turbulent situation in the future!

The darkness came again, but Luo Ziyan inexplicably felt a chill deep into her bones.

"What's going on?" Before she had time to figure it out, she heard a ticking sound beside her ear.

When her vision was restored, what appeared in front of her was a slope leading to the underground cave.

"I clearly predicted the information of the Situ family, why did it appear here? Or is the ancestor of the Situ family down there?" What happened in this dream divination was completely beyond Luo Ziyan's expectations!

"No tiger's den, no tiger's cub. I came here following the traces, and I have to go down to see what's there."

She hesitated for a moment, but still gritted her teeth and walked down.

As she went deeper, the surrounding environment became increasingly darker, and even from a distance, there seemed to be a continuous cry, which made her suddenly feel like she was drunk.

Everything around her seemed to become a little hazy and a little weird.

The walls of the cave seemed to have life, stained with a touch of dark red, and seemed to be constantly oozing out blood...

The Huaimeng grass in her hand reacted more and more violently, as if it was burning, but the coverage area was getting smaller and smaller, and the light it emitted was getting dimmer and dimmer.

Such a strange scene, Luo Ziyan seemed to ignore it and walked down step by step.

Finally...

The vision in front of her suddenly opened up and entered an underground cave.

And in the center of the underground cave, there was a huge blood pool emitting a strange light!

Bang!

At this moment, as if it had reached its limit, the Huaimeng grass in Luo Ziyan's hand suddenly broke apart, emitting a dazzling light, which shot directly into her eyes!

"This!" Luo Ziyan seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and she reacted immediately, her face changed.

She was confused just now, so she ignored everything wrong.

Now she was awakened by the last power of the Dream Grass, and naturally she felt the danger!

"One prediction error can be said to be a coincidence, but twice is not as simple as a coincidence."

"There is an unknown terrifying existence that misled my dream divination!"

Gurgle gurgle!

Just when she woke up, the blood pool in front of her suddenly boiled, and in a moment, an illusory blood lotus appeared.

"Let's go!" Seeing this scene, Luo Ziyan made a prompt decision and stopped divination without hesitation.

The weird scene in front of her was beyond her control, and she could not stay here any longer, otherwise she would encounter unknown risks!

Everything around her became blurred, and her whole figure began to flicker, and she was about to leave the dream at this moment.

Hiss~

But with a sharp sound of flesh and blood rubbing, the dream world that should have blurred and dissipated actually stopped at this moment, and the blood lotus in front of her became clearer little by little!

"How is it possible?!" Luo Ziyan couldn't hold back her shock and her face changed drastically.

It was just a divination. The distance between them was unknown. There were also many interferences from the dream world. But the other party could actually use the scene in front of him as a medium to reversely invade her dream? !

Even a Jindan-stage cultivator shouldn't be able to do this!

Woo~

In her ears, the shrill cry became louder and louder, as if thousands of ghosts were crying, and the blood lotus in front of her began to bloom little by little. The dream turned bloody at this moment. At this moment, Luo Ziyan even felt the crisis of death!

But she was fixed in place, unable to move, and could only watch this scene happen!

At this critical moment, a crisp sound suddenly came from the dark red dream.

Bear!

Then, golden flames ignited out of thin air, surrounding her whole body, and in the surging flames, the shadow of a fairy tree emerged.

The spreading and twisting branches, the upward posture, and the flame that never goes out.

"In the mountain of immortals, there is a fairy tree, which burns day and night. It is not extinguished by the storm, nor by the rain. It burns without burning. It is the inextinguishable wood!"

The surging flames instantly enveloped the entire dream, and the gradually real blood lotus became blurred under its interference. Then, the entire dream shattered like a mirror!

At the moment when it was completely plunged into darkness, Luo Ziyan seemed to vaguely see a terrifying blood shadow sitting in the lotus through the gap of the blood lotus!