Dragon and Tiger Taoist

All living beings are dreaming, sleepwalking in the Palace, and the Babel Tower. After receiving a message from Zhang Chunyi, Wumian, who was originally practicing, was awakened.

"The Dream Palace seems to be a lot deserted. What's going on?"

After walking out of the Dream Palace, Wu Mian noticed something was wrong.

As his cultivation continues to grow, his control over the Earthly Immortal Artifact of Dream Palace becomes stronger and stronger, and he can take in all the scenes in his mind with just one thought.

"Meng Qianzhong, come and see me."

His brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and as he walked out of the Dream Palace, Wu Mian conveyed his spiritual thoughts.

Since the branch was established in the East China Sea, a large amount of resources from the East China Sea have flowed into China through the Dream Palace, especially the elixirs and magic weapons that China urgently needs. Under such circumstances, the Dream Palace has become more and more lively in recent years, but now it is too deserted. .

Buzz, a ray of fairy light pierced the sky, and not long after, a figure appeared in front of Wumian. He was wearing a black robe. He was thin and had slightly sunken eyes. He looked mentally exhausted. He was Wu, a member of the Yuanchen Society. Horses dream a thousand times.

He was originally a pseudo-immortal for many years, but later he decisively joined the sect of Longhu Mountain and became a guest minister. Not long ago, he was trained by Longhu Mountain and was given a human-yuan pill, and finally became an immortal successfully.

"Palace Master, my subordinate is incompetent, please punish me."

There was a bit of sadness on his face, but before Wu Mian could ask the question, Meng Qian Zhong took the initiative to plead guilty.

Hearing this, Wumian frowned slightly.

"what is going on?"

Noticing the tired look on Meng Qianzhong's eyebrows, Wumian knew that he must have encountered a lot of trouble, but what could possibly make a true immortal so anxious? Even Meng Qianzhong has only ascended to immortality not long ago.

"Palace Master, there are beings in the dreams of all living beings who are hunting people who enter the dream, eating their dreams, and swallowing their souls, turning these people into the living dead. At the beginning, only a few monks who went out to explore the dream were poisoned. This did not attract our attention, because the dream is weird and there is always damage when going out to explore."

"Later, the other party seemed to have set its sights on my Dream Palace. They directly locked the location of the Palace and specifically hunted those who fell asleep around the Palace. Only then did I realize that I was in big trouble."

"I worked with several members of the Yuanchen Society to find the other party and solve it, but the other party was like a nightmare, coming and going without a trace. We didn't find any traces at all."

The words were low, and Meng Qianzhong's heart became more and more bitter when he talked about these.

When the incident happened, Wumian was practicing in seclusion and comprehending the dream path. He had just ascended to immortality, and when he was in high spirits, he wanted to perform well, but the result was far beyond expectations.

Not only was the problem not solved smoothly, but it intensified. When their life safety was seriously threatened, the monks decisively chose to terminate the transaction and temporarily stopped coming to the Dream Palace.

In fact, even if Wu Mian had not left seclusion at this time, the returning Meng Qian Zhong would go and wake him up.

Hearing these words, Wumian's brows furrowed even more tightly.

The Sleepwalking Palace stands deep in the dreams of all living beings. It seems to be in a fixed position and has many people coming and going. However, in fact, the location is extremely secret. Without the guidance of the Sleepwalking Palace, it is basically impossible for outsiders to find this place. Once the power of the Sleepwalking Palace is borrowed, Of course it was impossible to hide it from him.

The other party can directly locate the Dream Palace and come and go freely in the dreams of all living beings. It is obvious that the method is good, and there is even a high probability that he has also practiced the dream path.

"No clues at all?"

Knowing that Meng Qianzhong had tried his best, Wumian did not criticize him harshly.

Judging from the current results, Meng Qianzhong's original choice was indeed problematic, but at the time, it was actually a very normal choice. After all, if he had to do anything without sleep, then there was no need for him to train his subordinates.

Hearing this, Meng Qianzhong shook his head with bitterness on his face.

"There are no clues. We guess that the other party is probably from the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. At this stage, they are the only ones with this motive."

Feeling frustrated beyond words, Meng Qianzhong revealed the speculations of himself and several members of the Yuan Chen Society.

The other party came and went without a trace, and the purpose was extremely clear, which was to specifically target the Dream Palace. It was not a simple personal grudge. It was most likely that the Ten Thousand Demons Valley took action.

Although the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has restrained itself on the outer battlefield in recent years, it has made many small moves behind the scenes. It has continuously penetrated into Middle-earth, vigorously rescued and supported local monsters, and attempted to shake the foundation of Middle-earth.

It would be logical if they took action. After all, the Dream Palace communicates with China and the East China Sea, which greatly enhances China's war potential.

Hearing this, I couldn't believe it.

Meng Qianzhong's guess was indeed reasonable, but he always felt something was wrong in his heart. The Meng Dao was considered a small path, and no immortal or demon emperor had ever appeared. There were very few spiritual beings, and even fewer were successful in the practice. Although the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons The foundation is profound, but there doesn’t seem to be any powerful Dream Dao Demon King.

"The current situation is chaotic, and all kinds of monsters and monsters have appeared."

"Just guard the Dream Palace."

After leaving a word, Wumian's figure disappeared.

Although he has mastered the dream-like supernatural power and cultivated a golden elixir, it is almost impossible to find the existence that is secretly causing trouble without any clues.

Watching Wumian's retreating figure, Meng Qianzhong's eyes flashed with a strange color, then he turned around silently and walked into the Dream Palace.

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Longhu Mountain, Feilai Peak, the pale golden mist once again shrouded the place, and occasionally the sound of high-spirited dragon roars came from it, which made people's hearts throb.

In the Bamboo Garden, Zhang Chunyi united the heaven and the earth, touching the mystery of the universe between heaven and earth.

There is a river surrounding him. It rises and falls and changes erratically, just as time changes. Daochu's figure is looming in it, as if he is chasing something.

After a brief hesitation, Zhang Chunyi chose to let Dao Chu refine the eleventh-grade immortal treasure, the Mayfly Flower, and he himself began to truly touch the mystery of the time path through Dao Chu's feedback.

Transformed into a mayfly, Daochu chases time. As a true dragon born with high-grade immortal bones, becoming the Demon Emperor is just the beginning for him. Becoming a Demon Saint is not an unreachable existence, and even the Demon Emperor is not You can't have extravagant expectations. This life is too long. There is no need to rush. You just need to go step by step. Becoming an emperor and becoming a saint is just a matter of time.

But the mayfly is different. Its life is too short, only ten years in a hurry. It has many things to do, such as foraging for food, feeding the tribe, and reproducing offspring. It seems that there is no leisure for a moment. They are either busy or on their way to work.

Looking at the world from the perspective of a mayfly, Daochu had a different view of time. He had never felt that the shackles of time were so close to him.

"Ten thousand years is too long, I only seize the day."

Mayfly's life passed by in a flash, and at dusk, Daochu let out his own roar.

Hum, breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, abandoning the body of a mayfly, Daochu once again manifested the form of a real dragon, with its dragon horns raised high and blooming with green-gold brilliance. In addition to being immortal, there was also a touch of sharpness, and it pointed at the sky. , wanting to cut off the shackles.

Enlightenment through mayflies and touching time, Daochu understood the beauty of day and night, which is part of the Tao of Eternity.