Chapter 28 Dream

Style: Heros Author: eight whalesWords: 2370Update Time: 24/01/19 07:54:12
Liu Yuan had a long dream. In the dream he became another person.

Completely opposite to Liu Yuan in reality, in the dream, from the day he was born, he was the favored son of heaven and was admired by all the stars.

As a direct disciple of a super cultivator family, he has been gifted since he was a child and can learn everything at once. He easily broke through the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stages amidst the exclamations and praises of his elders. As the core disciple with the most potential in the family, he always enjoys the best resources, and with his superior understanding, he once again broke records at a young age, breaking through the Golden Elixir stage and Nascent Soul stage with great momentum.

Next, he traveled far and wide, learned from others' strengths, created original exercises, established a sect, and successively entered the distraction stage and the integration stage. With his heaven-defying understanding and spirituality, he had no difficulty along the way, and entered the world naturally. In the Mahayana period, one is facing transcending tribulations and ascending.

However, until the void shattered, the rolling thunder disaster from the fairy world came unstoppably. Only then did he suddenly wake up and realize that his life had been too smooth and smooth, and that he lacked tempering and discipline in his mind. But it's too late to regret it.

At the moment before his death, he was unwilling to accept that his whole life of wisdom would be wiped out, so he activated his secret method to actively explode his lifelong cultivation, condensed its essence into a spiritual seed, attached it to the amulet, and left it behind in the human world.



I don’t know how many years have passed in the confusion, and the vicissitudes of life are fleeting.

Countless generations have passed away, been reborn, reincarnated, forgotten...

Liu Yuan had a second dream.

In his dream, he was in the familiar Lingtian Pavilion, but he found that he was actually on the main peak.

On the highest point of Tiandu Peak, on the Golden Summit, there is a place with a superb view called Star-Zhaing Tower, which is where Lingtian Pavilion entertains its distinguished guests. At this time, the place was brightly lit, amidst the joyous singing and laughter, everyone at the banquet was changing cups and drinking glasses, making it very lively.

Liu Yuan felt like he had no body, and turned into a green amulet, which was held in the hand of a silver-bearded veteran and played with.

"Congratulations," the old man saluted a middle-aged beautiful woman, "It's really a spiritual root. In recent years, the Ren family has produced a lot of talents, which puts us to shame."

"What did your uncle say? Aren't the Ren family members also from the Mu family? Without the care and care of several elders, how could my little girl get to where she is today? I am here to thank you all uncles on my little girl's behalf."

"I have also prepared a gift that I have long wanted to give to your wife," the old man said, taking out the amulet that Liu Yuan had transformed into. Amidst everyone's comments and appreciation, Liu Yuan's eyes flashed and he came to another place.



Whose boudoir is this? It looks clean and tidy on the surface, but if you look closely, you will find that this layout is hidden and rational, and it must be the work of an expert.

Suddenly, a girl appeared in his world without warning. Liu Yuan could not see her face clearly, but he only felt that she was very familiar: a familiar fragrance and a familiar voice. Familiar feeling.

However, I couldn't remember it in my dream.

The amulet hung around her neck like this. Day after day, year after year, Liu Yuan watched her boring practice and gradually grew up. However, he never had a chance to show off his skills, and he felt as depressed and uncomfortable as if he was in prison.

Finally, the opportunity came. He met a strange boy and his strange magic - a thin layer of Qi covering his body.

What good could this do?

He poked his head out curiously, wanting to find out more.

Suddenly, an irresistible whirlpool wrapped him up and pushed him into the air film. His vision went dark and he lost consciousness.



This is where?

The next moment he woke up, he found that his body was undergoing an unprecedented change. Under the influence of some external force, many impurities and dirt were leaving his body.

This is a new feeling, this is a feeling of being reborn.

So comfortable!

He suddenly had an idea that came out of nowhere. It would be great if he could do this at any time.

A flash of inspiration.

He felt an external force acting on him, like a warm spring breeze blowing across his face, or like a summer stream that was refreshing and refreshing.

Saw it!

So that’s it!



The next moment, he came to a new place, which seemed to have just experienced a war, with the smell of blood and dense ants everywhere.

Why ants?

Also, why can’t I raise my strength?

so tired.

He found himself in a bad state.

As if he knew what he was thinking, a wave of warmth came as expected. It was warm and very comfortable.

It was so timely that he couldn't help but cheer.

Soon he absorbed enough strength like a sponge and burped comfortably. (Wait...what is a sponge? How did I come up with this word?)

He still wants it.

Feeling a thin layer of spiritual energy around him, he had the idea to try it.

After several attempts, he succeeded in creating the same warm current using his spiritual energy.

This thin layer of aura was quite useful. He felt close to the aura, and the little ants around him seemed to be much more friendly.



In a blink of an eye, he was in a new place.

However, the familiar group of ants and the familiar air film were still around him, and he did not feel unfamiliar.

A flash of blood suddenly invaded the world. The blood gradually spread, dyeing the sky and the earth red. Soon, his whole world was filled with blood red.

"We must stop it." A gray ant suddenly said.

"Us?" Liu Yuan was a little unsure, "Are you talking to me?"

"Of course, besides you, who else is there?" The ant's body lit up with a faint green light. "Come on, the master is in danger, come and help."

The blood was still spreading, but he found that there was an external force preventing the blood from coming. There is a voice from the heart saying to myself: "Learn it."

All right. Liu Yuan nodded.

This is not difficult. He tried to convert the true energy from the air film into another kind of sealed power. Soon he succeeded.

The blood finally stopped getting thicker. But the air film is also consuming and becoming more and more unstable.

More and more ants are lighting up with green light. This green light feeds back the air film and is also dyed with a faint red color.

There was red everywhere, and Liu Yuan suddenly felt that the red was assimilating himself, the air film, the ants, and the world. Everything seemed to blend into one, and he wanted to resist, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

He also discovered that the red color came from the same place. A place he was familiar with but couldn't remember.

"Who is the master?" he asked.

All the ants suddenly turned around in unison and said to Liu Yuan in unison:

"The master is yourself!"

"Then...I...who am I?" Liu Yuan seemed to have caught some important information, but he still couldn't remember it.

"You? You are me, I am you." The leading ant said something even more incomprehensible.

Liu Yuan somewhat understood, but not completely.

At this time, faint red veins appeared on the air film. As the blood-colored veins became clearer and clearer, Liu Yuan could recognize that here were the arms, and there were the heads and legs...

It's...a human shape. Very familiar shape.

Suddenly, as if a light broke through the darkness, Liu Yuan remembered.

That's a person!

That's the master!

that's me!

My name is Liu Yuan!