Tower of Babel, upper level, this is a land of dreams, the void seems to be boundless, and real dreams are dotted here like stars, appearing and disappearing.
At a certain moment, a star shines brightly, and then suddenly disappears, like the most brilliant fireworks.
Upon noticing this strange phenomenon, in a night dream paradise, a white-haired old monk opened his eyes, his eyes dark, like the deepest night.
"Another real dream has been cracked. This is the third one in this period. It's really not easy."
"Compared to before, Maotu seems to have made rapid progress in the dream path, as if he has completed some kind of transformation."
Through the blessed land, Wu Ma seemed to see Wu Mian's figure, and his brows couldn't help but frown slightly.
He has always been a little curious about Wumian. The reason why he can stay in the Dream Palace is because he is a pseudo-immortal of Dream Dao and left his Dream Dao blessing in the Babel Tower. Wumian obviously does not major in Dream Dao, but he can still do it.
It is really strange to live in the Dream Palace and get rid of the restrictions of ordinary pseudo-immortals.
And now, many real dreams have been solved one after another. You must know that although real dreams contain various creations, it is actually not easy to solve them. For ordinary Yuanchenhui members to solve a real dream, they often need
In a few years or even decades, even as a pseudo-immortal of Meng Dao, he would not be able to advance much faster, and Wu Mian undoubtedly broke this rule.
Of course, although he is curious, Wu Ma will not deliberately peek.
"Perhaps we can find an opportunity to communicate with him about the practice of Dream Dao."
As soon as the thought occurred, Wu Ma withdrew his gaze.
At the same time, Wu Mian also gained his own rewards by deciphering the real dream.
His eyes turned purple, evolving into various dreams. He stretched out his palm, and Wu Mian held a ball of colorful brilliance in his hand.
The brilliance solidified and finally turned into a lotus seed that was as transparent as amethyst and contained gray mist inside.
"Dream Dao Lower Grade Dao Seed·Menghui, unexpected harvest, is the blessing of Hongyun taking effect?"
Playing with the Tao seed in his hand, a strange color flashed in Wu Mian's eyes.
Although real dreams contain various rare treasures, most of the gains are actually unsatisfactory. Until the real dream is completely deciphered, you basically cannot determine what treasures are nurtured in this dream.
It is possible that you spent a lot of time and energy to finally decipher a real dream, but what you got in the end was in vain. This is also an important reason why many people in the Yuanchen Society are not enthusiastic about deciphering real dreams. However, I have been sleepless during this period.
The harvest was not bad, and now I have directly obtained a Dream Dao Seed.
"To touch the Dao of Eternity with the Dao of Dreams, this Dao Seed has the ability to dream back through the ages."
Carefully sensing the power of this Tao seed, the joy in Wumian's heart became more intense.
"It is said that the fundamental reason why real dreams give birth to various treasures is that it transforms various seemingly false or even absurd ideas into real treasures, crossing the boundary between illusion and reality. This fact is very relevant to me.
There is a lot in common between the dream-like and illusory talents of people. Perhaps the existence of this real dream itself is a very valuable reference for me."
"If I can truly understand the mystery, then I will truly have the power to reverse illusion and reality."
Putting away the dream-returning seed, looking at the real dream like stars, Wuxian fell into deep contemplation. Perhaps what is truly precious is not the various treasures in the real dream, but the real dream itself.
And at this moment, a message came out from his dream ring.
"Is this the final harvest before the return of the Immortal from Beyond the World?"
After reading the message from Sang Qi, Wu Mian raised his eyebrows slightly.
Changes in the sky are imminent. Once the immortals from outside the world come, Yuan Chenhui's current transcendent status will inevitably be affected, and may even suffer disaster. After all, not to mention the interests that Yuanchenhui occupies, just the earthly immortal artifact of the Dream Palace
It is enough to arouse the greed of those immortals.
If nothing unexpected happens, the time of change may be the moment when the Twelve Yuanchen Society, a legendary organization that has existed since the beginning of the 10th Era, was once famous, declined and then rose, disappears.
Even if the name of the Twelve Yuanchen Society can continue, I am afraid that these members will have to change a group. After all, ordinary people may not have the means to deal with an ownerless earthly immortal weapon, but immortals are different.
In this case, it is better to seize this last opportunity and use the platform of Dream Palace to gain as much benefit as possible.
"Becoming an Immortal in One Step"
The thoughts in my mind turned and I caught Sang Qi's whereabouts, and the sleepless figure disappeared.
Three days later, after many years, all eight members of the Yuan Chen Club gathered together.
Eight members, Mao Rabbit, Chen Long, Ji Snake, Wu Ma, Wei Sheep, Shen Monkey, Xu Dog, and Hai Zhu, were sitting around. The atmosphere was a bit dull, but at this time Wu Ma spoke.
"The reason why we issued an emergency call for everyone to come this time is mainly because there are two major announcements. The first one is that Ji She has completed a breakthrough not long ago and has become the third pseudo-immortal of our Yuan Chen Society."<
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Wu Ma's words were low and his eyes swept over everyone present.
After the words fell, Sang Qi showed off his pseudo-immortal aura in cooperation, and many people's minds were shaken for a while. They didn't know this news before.
Seeing the fairy light flowing around the body, like a sacred Sangqi, everyone's eyes couldn't help but be a little shocked and envious.
When the Heavenly Changes come, for these pure Yang cultivators, pseudo-immortality is no longer a necessary step. They can wait for the Heavenly Changes to arrive and then try to become immortals directly, but if possible, they still hope to become pseudo-immortals, because this will
Increase their chances of becoming immortals, not to mention that the strength of the pseudo-immortals is even higher than that of Chunyang monks.
"Is there a breakthrough at this juncture? No wonder such news is coming out!"
After confirming that Sang Qi had successfully broken through, and then thinking about the news that had been spread before, several Yuanchenhui members suddenly felt enlightened.
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Seeing everyone's reaction, Wu Ma narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The second major event is the reform of the Yuanchen Society system. Ji She will explain this matter to everyone."
As he spoke, Wu Ma handed over the initiative to Ji She.
Facing everyone's gaze, Ji She also directly expressed her thoughts. As soon as she finished speaking, the faces of several members of the Yuan Chen Society had already darkened.
"Ji Snake, you want to be enemies with all the forces in Middle-earth. You must know that the Earthly Immortal Artifact of Dream Palace is mysterious, but we do not really control it."
The words were full of coldness, and Shen Hou spoke.
As soon as these words came out, many members nodded in agreement, vaguely standing with Shen Hou.
After hearing this, she glanced at Shenhou. Sang Qi's expression did not change. She knew that Shenhou's origin was that he was the supreme elder of Qianzhong Mountain, and Qianzhong Mountain was a branch of the Five Elements Sect of the Immortal Sect, which had produced many
Immortal, good foundation.
"I know that many of the people present come from the Immortal Sect, and there may be Immortal Patriarchs outside the world, but I hope everyone understands that relying on everyone to run, in this turbulent era, we are the only ones who are the most important.
It’s reliable.”
"When you enjoy the worship of a force, you naturally have to consider it. After all, this is also for your own good. In this way, you can get more benefits forever, but you ask yourselves, once the immortal from heaven returns, you
Can we really maintain our current supremacy? Will the control of your forces really still be in your hands? Can their interests still be highly consistent with yours?"
He asked three questions in a row, and his words were like a knife, piercing people's hearts. At this moment, Sang Qi showed his sharpness, and there was no hint of subtlety anymore.
Hearing this, everyone looked a little ugly, but they couldn't say anything against it for a while. This was indeed a hidden worry in their hearts. Immortal cultivators are inherently emotionally indifferent, not to mention that they have never gotten along together.
I don’t know how far apart we are now our disciples and disciples.
"The voting begins now!"
Seeing such a scene, without showing it on his face, Sang Qi sneered in his heart. It is human nature to be selfish, especially at this delicate moment. Even these Chunyang monks can't get rid of it.
After the words fell, Sang Qi was the first to express his agreement, followed closely by Chenlong, then Wu Ma, and then Wu Mian.
Seeing the three pseudo-immortals expressing their opinions one after another and clearly reaching a consensus, the struggle in everyone's hearts began to weaken.