My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times

The Sanqing Temple, dim and shadowy, floated quietly in the void of reality. An unbelievably vast amount of the Thoughts of All Living Beings swirled and gathered around it,

lending the Daoist temple countless divine and profound mysteries and enshrouding it in a dense Dao Rhyme.

Lu Xuan sat on a meditation cushion inside the Daoist School, a wry smile on his face.

’Of all the things I planned for, I managed to forget this one detail.’

He sighed softly and tried to extend his palm out of the Sanqing Temple. The world trembled and cried out in anguish, simultaneously sending him a plea,

Lu Xuan decisively pulled his hand back. It was covered in bloody marks, with shattered fragments of the world still clinging to it...

The venerated status of a Human Saint was comparable to the Immortal Level, but the current world simply couldn’t bear that degree of power.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Lu Xuan put the matter aside for now and silently reviewed his current condition.

’The Mediation of Creation has yielded eight hundred Great Dao Golden Texts, while the Slaying and Slaughter Swords have each formed six hundred forty Great Dao Texts.’

His eyelids were lowered as he perceived his physical body and mind, muttering to himself,

"As for Dao Generating One, it has also developed three hundred Great Dao Texts. Along with the Nine Divine Techniques obtained in the Earth Immortal Realm, they have all reached Minor Achievement."

Thick Chaos Qi swirled in Lu Xuan’s eyes, reflecting intricate lines of Cause and Effect. Although his twelve hundred portions of Human Dao Fortune had weakened considerably in the Current World, far from their strength in Ancient Times, they were still terrifyingly vast and dense, casting mottled, wondrous visions around him.

Visions of mountains and rivers rose and fell, phantoms of empires and nations circled him, accompanied by the rising and falling, unending chorus of sacrificial rites and praises from all people and all spirits.

’The Human Saint Position is truly profound. It’s imbued with the characteristics of the Immortal, and even now, with the lineage of the Hundred Schools severed, it hasn’t lost its function like the positions of Great Virtue and Great Sage. Though it has waned by nearly half, still...’

’...it’s still equivalent to the Immortal Level. But if I restrain myself to the utmost, can I walk around in the outside world normally?’

’My own cultivation is at the First Grade True Immortal Realm. Once I’ve fully grasped the Supreme Celestial Palace Chapter, I can step into the Grand Grade. Advancing to the Immortal Level will require a world-shaking ceremony to seize as much of the world’s ’weight’ as possible.’

’The trouble is, the world hasn’t fully recovered, so its upper limit is True Immortal Grand Grade... I’ll try restraining the Saint position first.’

He gave another wry laugh, reached out, and extended his hand beyond the Sanqing Temple. Just as he expected, it was the same as before.

The void hummed and showed signs of collapse. The world cried out as if overburdened, and cracks began to appear on his fingers once again!

Even though he had restrained his Human Saint Position, the world still couldn’t bear it... This was a problem.

He couldn’t just stay in the Sanqing Temple forever, waiting for the world’s next recovery... Although he felt it wouldn’t be too long, if he was unlucky, it could still take two or three years.

As he pondered, Lu Xuan stretched again, causing visible ripples to form in the nearby void, which spread outward layer by layer.

’As for my treasures, I absolutely cannot use the Qing Ping Sword. Setting aside the Daoist Robe and Hat for now, I can mostly control and activate the Three-Five Evil-Slaying Sword and the Heaven-Flipping Seal.’

’I can also truly wield the Jade Void Glazed Lamp and the Heaven-Reaching Fishing Drum. The Four-sided Bronze Fragment is still a bit of a mystery, but as for the Exquisite Pagoda my master gifted me...’

A puzzled look appeared on Lu Xuan’s face. According to his master, this Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Treasure Pagoda had countless profound mysteries. If suspended above one’s head, it granted Innate Invincibility...

What did Innate Invincibility even mean?

He pondered for a long time, sweeping his Divine Thought over the Small Pagoda again and again, but he couldn’t budge it in the slightest, nor could he perceive its secrets....

Interesting.

As for that Ancient Tree Branch, it was now a Supreme Treasure of the Celestial Realms level. And since it was born because of him, he could activate it completely, no matter how low his realm was.

Weighing the simple, ancient branch in his hand, the young man chuckled.

"Born from the many tribulations of all Daos and world-shaking merits, used to whip a Daluo nine thousand times, and stained with Emperor’s Blood... I’ll call you the God-Beating Whip."

Muttering to himself, he put away the Ancient Tree Branch—or rather, the God-Beating Whip—and rose gracefully. He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyelids lifting slightly to reveal sharp, bright eyes.

’My progress in cultivating the Primordial Body is also approaching ten or twenty percent, so I’ve passed the initial stage. By this measure, even without using the Human Saint Position, I am invincible among the Grand Grade. If I fight with all my might... could I slay an Immortal?’

’Not necessarily impossible.’

He changed into an ancient, dark-black robe, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked out of the inner room. He glanced at the Corpse Puppet planted in the soil. This True Immortal Corpse Puppet had been imbued with the Daoist School’s profound mysteries and was already showing signs of the Grand Grade.

’Has it only been a little over two months in the Current World?’

’In the world today, the place where the winds and clouds gather is...’

Mysterious star-like lines hazed over in Lu Xuan’s eyes as his twelve hundred portions of Human Dao Fortune rose and fell. He perceived Cause and Effect, looked down upon the secrets of heaven, and cast his gaze toward Shengjing.

’In Shengjing?’

’Xiaoyan’s aura is there too. Might as well go take a look.’

’But, before that...’

He couldn’t leave the Sanqing Temple for now, but that didn’t mean he was trapped here.

Lu Xuan smiled faintly. The Sanqing Temple trembled slightly as its divine aspects manifested, and its gateway quivered.

After accumulating so many of the Thoughts of All Living Beings, the Sanqing Temple had developed an extremely profound and miraculous quality, or perhaps a "trait."

Lu Xuan had named this "trait": Everywhere.

In short, in the current time and space, with a single thought from Lu Xuan, the Sanqing Temple could manifest anywhere.

Or rather, it could manifest in all places at the same time.

When the great gates opened, the world outside could be the East Continent, or it could simultaneously be the West Continent. In the same instant, the Sanqing Temple could exist and manifest on both the Ancestor Star and the Moon at once!

This was Everywhere.

And according to fragments of text in the Supreme Celestial Palace Chapter, Everywhere was a trait that could only be possessed by those at the Celestial Realms level, which was above the Immortal Level.

The Celestial Realms level involved pioneering the Acupoints within one’s body into individual Little Worlds, while also possessing the trait of being Everywhere, reflecting one’s figure and traces throughout the Celestial Myriad Realms.

One could even pioneer a cosmos out of thin air and suppress All Realms!

CREAK~

Lu Xuan focused his mind. With a slight stir of his thoughts, the door opened.

The Sanqing Temple still floated in the dimension of nothingness, but on the other side of the door was an incredibly luxurious mansion.

Inside the mansion, a fat old man was stuffing his face with beef, his mouth greasy. As he ate, he hummed a little tune:

"Bajie, Bajie, not a bad guy at heart~"

While humming, he took another bite of beef. His ears twitched as if he’d heard a door opening. He glanced over curiously, and his pupils contracted abruptly.

The fat old man saw a pair of magnificently grand doors open beside him. They connected to an illusory Daoist temple, where a young man in an ancient, dark-black robe stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an aura of ancient vicissitudes.

"COUGH COUGH COUGH..."

The beef fell to the floor. Zhu Wuneng rubbed his greasy hands together and smiled sycophantically.

"Venerable Fusheng, you’ve come out of seclusion..."

Before he could finish, the young man in the ancient, dark-black robe reached out to grab him, a faint wisp of Chaos Qi swirling around his palm.

Zhu Wuneng reacted instinctively, wanting to resist, but was shocked to find himself imprisoned by an incredibly heavy Human Dao Trend. Only able to exert the combat power of the Great Grade Realm, he was completely unable to resist the grasping hand and was snatched through the gateway.

THUD!

"Oof!"

Zhu Wuneng landed face-first in the dirt, which was saturated with Immortal Spiritual Qi. He paid it no mind, scrambling to his feet in shock and astonishment.

"Supreme Venerable, you-you’ve recovered to the Grand Grade Level?"

"Merely a First Grade True Immortal."

Lu Xuan said coolly.

"Where are Yang Erlang and the others?"

Zhu Wuneng shrank his neck and put on a simple and honest smile.

"They arrived a month ago, but you weren’t here, so I couldn’t very well tell them you were looking for them. After a few days, Yang Erlang and his group left. They were heading for Shengjing, saying there was a commotion to see there..."

As he spoke, he swallowed hard and cautiously sized up the young man before him, his heart reeling in shock.

’It’s only been two months. How did this guy soar from a six or seven-tribulation Earth Immortal to a First Grade True Immortal?!’

’First Grade True Immortal is one thing, but he also has an extremely terrifying aura flowing from him... Strange, so strange.’

As his mind raced, Zhu Wuneng put on a smiling face.

"You truly are worthy of being the most mysterious of the thirteen immortals of Jade Void. Returning ahead of schedule, reincarnating back into the world, recovering from a Celestial Human to a First Grade True Immortal in half a year..."

He paused, scratched his head, and gave another goofy smile.

"By the way, Supreme Venerable, why don’t you use the name Jade Void Fusheng in the Current World? Lu Zi... should be one of your incarnations from the Ancient Times, right?"

Lu Xuan glanced at him, puzzled.

"You don’t know?"

Zhu Wuneng froze for a moment.

"Know what?"

"During the Spring and Autumn Years, where were you?"

Zhu Wuneng was even more confused, stammering,

"The Spring and Autumn Period? What era was that... Before the Qin?"

He paused and added with a goofy grin,

"You might not know, Supreme Venerable, but I became an immortal during the Profound Yellow Great Calamity, which was in the Late Qin Dynasty. I’m not too clear on matters before the Qin."

"The Profound Yellow Calamity?" Lu Xuan raised his eyelids slightly and asked with great interest, "What was that?"

Zhu Wuneng was taken aback, then he realized. ’This venerable one paid no heed to worldly affairs in Ancient Times, so it’s normal that he doesn’t know... right?’

’Or is it because he returned through reincarnation and hasn’t fully broken the mystery of the womb?’

’That doesn’t make sense either...’

Puzzled, he gave a dry laugh.

"Supreme Venerable, we’re outside Gouxian Town without any cover. I dare not speak of the great calamities of Ancient Times... it’s easy to be detected and ’kicked out’ of the Current World. Disaster would follow!"

Zhu Wuneng spoke cryptically, but recalling what happened last time in Gouxian Town, Lu Xuan nodded thoughtfully.

Then, a thought struck him, and he asked with a faint, knowing smile,

"Since you don’t know about the events of the Spring and Autumn Period, do you know of Gouchen?"

"Of course, I do." Zhu Wuneng was a bit baffled, but he answered honestly, "This doesn’t involve the three great calamities, so it’s fine to talk about."

After a moment’s thought, he added,

"You’re talking about the master of the West Pole Celestial Palace, right? He’s an incredible figure. I heard he was once the Lord of a Celestial Court, high and mighty. Unfortunately, he later suffered a great calamity, lost his Celestial Court, fell into the Underworld, and only returned to the heavens in the Late Qin Dynasty after more than twenty thousand years..."

As he spoke, Zhu Wuneng added with some trepidation,

"I’m just not sure what calamity that great figure actually encountered. I did ask some Immortals and Buddhas back in Ancient Times, but they were all extremely secretive about it... Li Changgeng and the others are very ancient immortals who lived through that era. They should know."

Lu Xuan chuckled, his eyes flickering. He now had a rough idea of what had happened.

’So the past really did change drastically because of me. There’s no longer a West Pole Celestial Court, and...’

His expression grew profound. ’I was just planning to go to the time of the Qin Dynasty with the identity of Profound Yellow, and it turns out there was a Profound Yellow Great Calamity in the Late Qin Dynasty?’

’Is it a coincidence, or... am I the great calamity?’

’Hmm, but speaking of which, Supreme Emperor Profound Yellow is quite a good match for the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda that my master gave me.’

Lu Xuan’s gaze deepened. ’The Late Qin Dynasty... So Xiaozheng’s Qin Dynasty fell after all.’

As he pondered, he asked another casual question.

"Old Zhu, how much longer do you think it will be before this world can bear an Immortal?"

Zhu Wuneng thought for a moment and answered honestly,

"It should be soon. During the next great recovery, the Immortals and Buddhas will begin to return one after another. I estimate it will happen a while before that great recovery... a year at the longest, a few months at the shortest?"

"Is that so?"

Lu Xuan exhaled a turbid breath and asked Zhu Wuneng no more questions. With another thought, the Sanqing Temple bloomed with profound light, its divine aspects emerging as it spanned, transcendent, above space itself.

Zhu Wuneng’s expression changed. Sensing the aura from the mysterious Daoist School, he blurted out,

"Ev... Everywhere??"

Lu Xuan didn’t respond. His thoughts surged, and the Sanqing Temple abruptly turned illusory.

Next stop, Shengjing.

His body couldn’t leave the Sanqing Temple, but fortunately, the Sanqing Temple itself could run around everywhere.