The next moment he was lying on the bed, Lin Tian, who had been tired for a day, had already fallen asleep.

The same dream, the same scene, the difference is that everything in the dream this time, Lin Tian felt so clearly, as if it was real.

His consciousness is still attached to a quaint palace, not so much a palace as a quaint Taoist temple.

The reason why I feel that my consciousness is possessed by a palace is because this time Lin Tian saw the name of this quaint Taoist temple - Zixiao Palace!

Zixiao Palace!

Although he is not a classic otaku, as a young man in the new era, Lin Tian has read some online novels.

And who is in the world of fiction who doesn't know what place Zixiao Palace is?

It was the dojo of the legendary Hongjun when he preached in the novel of the Flood Stream.

Combined with the hazy memories of his previous twenty-nine dreams.

Especially the first three times, the dense crowd in the palace where he possessed.

Lin Tian still didn't understand what kind of scene he dreamed of.

Pangu opened the world to create a flood of famine, Hongjun preached the Tao, preached Zixiao Palace three times, and passed down the method of seeking Taoism and practicing for all sentient beings.

The legendary Zixiao Palace sermon was carried out three times, each time for three thousand years, adding up to a total of ten thousand years.

As for his previous dreams, although he only had a vague impression, Lin Tian was also sure that in his first three dreams, each time it was full of people, and each time there was an old man talking about something, and it was Hongjun who preached Zixiao Palace three times.

Don't ask him why he's so sure, because he had a dream, and the time in the dream was three thousand years!

After confirming that it was Zixiao Palace that Hongjun preached, it would be false to say that Lin Tian was not excited.

Not to mention that after nearly a month of research, he has already felt that this kind of dream possession of himself is unusual.

Let's just say that in this dream, if you can learn any method of cultivating immortals, wouldn't you be happy to fly after returning to reality?

With this thought, Lin Tian, who was able to fall into a dream for the first time, had a trace of expectation in his heart.

It's just that the empty Zixiao Palace is floating in the depths of chaos, except for the occasional appearance of the Daoist who seems to be Hongjun, it has been in a state of silence for a long time.

Except for the occasional message of unknown meaning, which was received by Zixiao Palace, most of the rest of the time was a deathly silence.

In this way, as if he was watching flowers, Lin Tian witnessed the three thousand years of Zixiao Palace's ups and downs in the depths of chaos.

Three thousand years have passed in a hurry, and the years have not left any traces on Zixiao Palace.

And Lin Tian, who came in a dream, from the perspective of a bystander, will not be affected by the passage of time.

Just when three thousand years were about to come to an end, and Lin Tian thought that there would be no gain from this dream like dozens of previous times, the silent Zixiao Palace once again ushered in the arrival of its master.

It took three thousand years to verify, and Lin Tian had already determined that the old man in the robe was the legendary Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

And Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who has joined the Dao, has rarely appeared in Zixiao Palace.

Only this time, Hongjun, the owner of Zixiao Palace, doesn't seem to be in a very good state.

As Hongjun, who is a part of the Heavenly Dao with his body, in this world, Lin Tian doesn't feel that there are any other creatures that can threaten Hongjun's existence.

And as Hongjun, who is the administrator of the Heavenly Dao of the world, there is only one thing that Lin Tian can think of to threaten Hongjun - Heavenly Dao.

Sure enough, when he appeared in Zixiao Palace, he seemed to have been counterattacked, and he suddenly spit out a large mouthful of essence blood, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

"Once you are in harmony, you will never be able to transcend it in this life!

People say that the way of heaven is ruthless and fair, and the way of heaven is really a good chess hand!"

Next, Lin Tian learned.

Before the preaching, Hongjun was already destined to make up for the fate of the Heavenly Dao with his body.

But what Hongjun wants is not to become a part of the Heavenly Dao, but to transcend the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, before joining the path, at the beginning of the preaching, Hongjun began to secretly prepare, wanting to add some hope for future detachment.

Since Hongjun's preaching, Lin Tian has experienced 90,000 years of possession of Zixiao Palace, but the real events that Hongjun has experienced have not passed tens of millions of years.

During this long period of time, Hongjun has been using Zixiao Palace to collect the way of sentient beings.

The occasional unclear information that Lin Tian had sensed before was the way of sentient beings that Hongjun had collected.

To this day, Hongjun secretly collected ten thousand ways, and even created a terrifying law decision, called ten thousand golden pills.

The path of cultivation is known as swallowing a golden pill into the abdomen, and from then on my life is up to me.

Jindan Avenue is a common road for orthodox monks.

This road starts with the cultivation of Jindan.

Only by touching the golden pill and entering the abdomen can you turn everything into an immortal and have the foundation of seeking the Tao.

And the Wandao Jindan created by Hongjun does integrate Wandao into one and becomes Wandao Jindan.

Wandao Jindan Yicheng, containing Wandao, is made of Jindan Wandao, but its power is not comparable to Jindan Wandao!

Even, Hongjun also asserted that the consummation of the cultivation of this ten thousand golden pills can make people transcend.

It's a pity that although he collected all sentient beings, he also single-handedly created ten thousand golden pills.

However, he was in line with the Dao, and while gaining the power of the Heavenly Dao, he was also bound by the Heavenly Dao, and he was unable to cultivate the Ten Thousand Dao Golden Pill to perfection at all.

This time, he was attacked because he wanted to forcibly break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao and cultivate the Ten Thousand Dao Golden Pill to perfection.

After learning this information, although his consciousness was only possessed by Zixiao Palace, Lin Tian still couldn't help his desire to swallow his saliva.

This exercise, just listening to the introduction, is awesome!

If you can get your hands on it, isn't it countless times better than the immortal cultivation technique that you have been looking forward to for a long time?

It's just that Lin Tian also knows that this exercise was created by Hongjun, where can he get it!

Just when Lin Tian secretly rejected the unrealistic fantasy in his determination, he saw Hongjun in Zixiao Palace make another move.

"Alas!

Time also, life also!"

When he opened his mouth and spit out, a grain of brilliance flowed, and it seemed that the golden pill with the convergence of ten thousand ways was held in his hand by Hongjun.

"Ten thousand golden pills, ten thousand golden pills!

If it weren't for the Dao of Heaven and the power of the Heavenly Dao, I wouldn't be able to gather ten thousand Dao, and I wouldn't be able to create you.

And after merging the Dao, I collected ten thousand Dao and created the exercises, but I was limited by hearing, but I couldn't cultivate you.

Beyond the way of heaven, heaven and earth do not tolerate.

Wandao Jindan, you really shouldn't exist in the world!"

Muttering to himself, Hongjun closed his eyes, the mana in his hand was swallowed, and the ten thousand golden pills in his hands were instantly shattered, turning into ashes and dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Hey, don't ....... If you don't want it, you can give it to me!"

Looking at the Wandao Golden Pill that was destroyed by Hongjun, Lin Tian's consciousness felt a pang of regret.

He didn't even want the exercises but couldn't get them, but now he watched a pill of Ten Thousand Dao Golden Pills that was about to be consummated be destroyed in front of his eyes.

That kind of visual impact, that kind of helplessness in the bottom of my heart.

I want Lin Tian to say: Piercing the heart, Lao Tie!