ancient prehistoric

Chapter 33 The old man in the dream

Lu Yue put away her thoughts and looked at her watch. It was already five o'clock in the morning. She had been writing for six hours without realizing it, and suddenly felt dizzy. When she came to the window, she remembered what the old man said yesterday and couldn't help but glance downstairs.

There was no one under the locust tree, so the old man must not have arrived yet. After freshening up, he was ready to go downstairs to have some breakfast.

As soon as I arrived under the locust tree, I heard a familiar voice: "Brother Yue, are you going to have breakfast? Take me with you. I will go to school after eating."

It turned out to be sister Ai Xuan opposite. Ai Xuan, like Lu Yue, was a college student at a nearby university. The difference was that Lu Yue bought her own house, while Ai Xuan's house was rented. In order to save money every month

When I have to pay the rent, I always wait for Lu Yue downstairs to have a meal in the morning.

"Okay, let's go." Lu Yue said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Yue." Ai Xuan said sweetly, skipping up to Lu Yue's side, taking Lu Yue's arm and walking towards the restaurant she often went to.

Ai Xuan is Lu Yue's school girl. She has long shawl hair, a cute baby face with a pair of big jewel-like eyes, a small nose that is just right, and a cherry mouth that is so delicate that she looks like a cute doll in a cartoon.

.The slim figure is well-proportioned, and the slender legs are wearing a pair of yellow sneakers, showing the beauty of youth.

"Brother Yue, when are you going to school? I heard that your old class is looking for you everywhere." Ai Xuan knew that Lu Yue often stayed at home and wrote novels, so she went to help him with the housework when she had time. She did it from time to time.

A delicious meal to thank Lu Yue for often treating guests to breakfast.

"I have some things to do recently. I will go to school when they are finished." Lu Yue winked and said with a pained face: "I'll go find my old classmate to renew my leave."

"Don't stay at home all day, take time to go out and relax."

"Well, I understand. Thank you for your concern."

The two of them finished their breakfast chatting and laughing, and then sent Ai Xuan away. Lu Yue went to the locust tree alone, waiting for the arrival of the old man.

"I knew you were back, haha." A sudden voice sounded from behind, startling Lu Yue.

"You are a ghost, there is no movement at all."

"Haha, young man, have you often had a dream recently?" the old man said with a smile.

Only then did Lu Yue have the opportunity to look at the old man beside her, and felt that the old man was so familiar. She frowned and thought for a moment, and said in surprise: "You, you are..."

"Yes, I am the experienced old monk in your dream, hehehehe."

"Are you the leader of the Mengxin Sect? It's impossible. I think you've read too many novels."

"You still don't believe me. To be honest, I am not the master of the Mengxin Sect. He is a clone of the master, and so am I. Let me put it this way, what is your name?"

"Lu Yue!"

"What was his name in your dream?"

"Call the moon."

"I think you know your relationship with him," the old man said with a smile.

"Am I..." Lu Yue said doubtfully.

"That's right, Yue's soul flew away after being knocked off the cliff by Bailingxianzun. The space behind the cliff happened to be the current earth, and you are his reincarnation."

"No way, old man, you are trying to stop me." Yue scratched the back of his head and said.

"Young man is so ungrateful. My name is Meng Sheng, and I was born for dreams. The leader of Meng Xin Sect is called Meng Yuan. We are all clones of our master. I don’t know where my master is now. Hey~, you can call me Senior Meng.

." After the old man finished speaking, he returned to the topic and continued: "Otherwise, why do you always have such dreams and not others?"

"Then, Senior Meng, what do you mean by looking for me?"

"Like Mengyuan Zhaoyue in your dream, help us find the whereabouts of our master. Because we have less than a hundred years left, I have a premonition that the master's life is gradually passing away. If the master dies, our clones will also die.

.”

"Then why didn't you go look for it yourself instead of finding me?" Yue asked doubtfully.

The old man closed his eyes and thought for a long time before saying: "Because we can't live without the world where we exist, just like I can't live without the earth, and Meng Yuan can't live without Qingli. There is no master's breath in the place where we are."

"

"Where is Qingli?"

"Qingli is the world in your dreams. Everything in your dreams is there, including cultivation, martial arts, magic, and vampires." The old man cleared his throat and continued: "Do you know why the United States attacks various countries everywhere?"

"I don't know, I'd like to hear the details."

"That's because the United States cracked the secret of the Wordless Scripture and wanted to conduct a blood sacrifice to contact Qingli practitioners. The Wordless Scripture is the supreme treasure of Eastern practitioners. Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of Western practitioners.

However, there were no words in the heavenly book, and they could not decipher it, so they contacted people on earth to decipher it together. It was World War I at that time, and the decipherment failed, so Qingli's people withdrew to their place.

Later, the Second World War occurred. That was when they found the clues to crack the code, so they opened the door to the world and made contact. Now the United States has completely cracked the Wordless Scripture, trying to open the door to the world again. At that time, the East will be

catastrophe."

"So where is the Wordless Bible now? Is it in the United States?" Lu Yue asked.

"No, the Wordless Scripture has been being clarified. The one in the United States is just a rubbing. Thinking about being able to decipher it from the rubbings, the United States is really worth taking a look at."

"What are you doing? Just fly over and grab it."

"What you think is simple. Now I am the only cultivator left on earth to protect this continent. If I interfere in the lives of mortals, I will be struck to death by lightning immediately." Meng Sheng stared and huffed.

said.

"Why are you the only cultivator?"

"Hey, you really have a lot of questions. Well, I'll give you another free lesson."

According to legend, the earth is the birthplace of civilizations from all over the world. The cultivation and martial arts of the East; the Dharma cultivation and blood clan of the West; the Buddhism of India; and the warriors of the Maya. There used to be hundreds of schools of thought on the earth contending with each other, each with its own merits. Later, I don’t know why, among the various civilizations

Conflicts arose one after another, and a chaotic war broke out. The war lasted for a full century. The earth, which was originally full of spiritual energy, was destroyed and turned into a waste planet. Various civilizations left one after another, looking for a place to live. Qingli was the one who

A sacred place later discovered.

The earth is also known as the land abandoned by gods. After thousands of years of development, there are fewer and fewer human cultivators. Now there is no cultivator except me. Later, I don’t know why the Western forces contacted Qingli.

The monks spread the religion with the help of divine power, and the Buddhist sect was not far behind. Only the Eastern Taoists and the Mayan warriors failed to contact Qingli's monks.

Up to now, many people in the East believe in Buddhism and Christianity, and a few people hold in their hearts the glory of our ancestors - Taoism. People are used to living a comfortable life, and who can remember the shame of their ancestors? Even the current calendar adopts the Western calendar

AD year. Hey! Where are your ancestors now? Why don't they come to visit your descendants?

"What exactly is the Wordless Scripture?" Lu Yue asked.

"Haha, in fact, the Wordless Scripture is the Luoshu River Map that we can find all over the streets now. However, they only know the appearance and don't understand the inside. The Wordless Scripture was sealed by the ancestors with great magic power, and those who are not destined to see it cannot look directly at it.

There was once a great god named Fuxi who was fortunate enough to read the Bible, so he created the Bagua and Tai Chi diagrams. He also painted the scripture text on tortoise shells based on his impressions. Later generations only knew the surface of the Luoshu River diagram, but did not know the underlying meaning.

"Luoshu River Picture! Oh my God." Lu Yue exclaimed.

"The real reason why I found you is that I hope you can embark on the road of cultivation, find the footprints of your ancestors, spread the Luoshu River Map to Qingli, and revive the glory of your ancestors. Do you agree?" Meng Sheng looked into Lu Yue's eyes.

, said seriously.

"Me, what will happen to the earth after I leave?"

"Well, haha, don't worry, you have a hundred-year agreement. Within a hundred years, I can still keep an eye on the United States. Although I can't interfere directly, China can create some trouble for it."

"Uh, this has nothing to do with me. I'm talking about mine..." Lu Yue hesitated and continued: "What will my friends do?"

"It's your Ai Xuan. Haha." Meng Sheng laughed loudly.

"Don't worry, I can temporarily preserve her youth for a hundred years, and your little life will continue here after you return. As for the explanation, I think it's up to you to explain it yourself."

"I, let's think about it."

Lu Yue returned to her home, closed all the doors and windows, drew the curtains, and lay on the bed. She lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly. Thinking back to Meng Sheng's words, her heart couldn't calm down for a long time. She didn't expect that the earth where people live and work in peace and contentment would actually

There are so many secrets hidden. The blood of ancestors is hidden in ordinary life, and the passing years contain many unknown truths. Where are the footprints of ancestors, and how can we embark on the path of ancestors’ battles and wash away the shame of our ancestors?

, to revive the glory of China.

Should I go or not?