Chapter 243
I had had many dreams before, and every time I dreamed, I never realized I was dreaming.
But this time, I was perfectly aware of it.
At first, I had not been aware. But the moment that young man said his name, I knew.
I had actually dreamed of my Ancestral Master!
Although I had not finished studying Mysteries of the Six Yao, from the small portion I had learned and the parts I had read, I could tell that my Ancestral Master was undoubtedly a supreme expert who had comprehended the Great Dao.
By “supreme,” I did not mean that his arts were especially profound. After all, I had never met him, so naturally I did not know him that well.
But his understanding of the Dao, his perception of heaven, earth, and the universe, even his unique view of life and death, had shaken me to the core. It was a kind of awe I had never experienced from books compiled by other renowned masters, or even from certain ancient texts.
Moreover, when the author of Mysteries of the Six Yao organized the materials left behind by the Ancestral Master, he had included one particular hexagram in the book.
It was a divination the Ancestral Master had cast for himself. He had calculated the time of his own death, the manner of his death, and even events that would occur decades after his death.