Chapter 1: Dreaming and Preaching

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Since he was five years old, Zhuo Yifan has been dreaming every night, and he can always dream of a weird bearded old man.

Since then, Zhuo Yifan has been unable to get rid of this old man. Unless you don't sleep, as long as you fall asleep, you will definitely dream, and the protagonists of the dream are him and the old man.

What is strange is that most of the scenes in the dreams will be forgotten when ordinary people dream, but Zhuo Yifan can clearly remember everything in the dream, as if it happened during the day.

The old man's purpose was very simple, that is, to teach Zhuo Yifan to paint, read and practice martial arts.

At first, due to curiosity, Zhuo Yifan was willing to learn from him, but after a few nights of study, he felt that it was too boring, and then he was not interested.

Dealing with children, the old man has a clever trick, like a trick, conjuring up delicious and fun things, as long as Zhuo Yifan can complete the tasks he teaches, he can get these things.

Due to the average family background, these things are luxury goods for Zhuo Yifan in real life, so the motivation is very strong. I don't do well in reading during the day, but I learn very quickly in my dreams at night.

Therefore, Zhuo Yifan doesn't need to be urged by his parents every day, he can't wait to go to bed early, just to experience a happy life in his dreams as soon as possible.

But as time went on and Zhuo Yifan slowly grew up and became sensible, these things gradually made him lose interest.

Moreover, Zhuo Yifan also knows that what kind of painting is to draw talismans, and the books he reads are also about charms, Taoism, ghosts, etc., this old man is a magic stick who pretends to be a ghost.

What age is it, for the atheist Zhuo Yifan, there are only two words to describe what he has learned: unbelief.

The old man didn't explain so much to Zhuo Yifan, he had a new trick, that night he brought a girl of the same age as Zhuo Yifan, and learned what he taught with him.

Seeing the girl's fair skin, delicate facial features, and delicate figure, Zhuo Yifan, who had already entered puberty, was immediately not calm.

The old man said lightly, this girl's name is Lingrou, she is his granddaughter, and his Taoism is passed on to men but not to women, so he went to find a successor. Seeing Zhuo Yifan's innate Xuanyang Dao body, he started to love talents and used super mana to dream and preach.

In front of such a beautiful girl, Zhuo Yifan, who is in the prime of puberty, is naturally short-circuited in IQ.

Although learning these things has not changed much in real life, the way the old man appeared was a very magical thing, and now he has brought a granddaughter like a goddess, which is even more incredible.

Zhuo Yifan fell again, and he threw himself into the journey of learning the Tao with great energy, because only when he learned it well, he had the opportunity to talk to Lingrou.

When Zhuo Yifan was fifteen years old, the old man began to teach Zhuo Yifan to fight, and from time to time he conjured up all kinds of terrifying ghosts and demons in his dreams, so that Zhuo Yifan could deal with them.

At the beginning, seeing these ghosts and demons looking so terrifying really scared Zhuo Yifan, but in order not to embarrass in front of Lingrou, he suppressed his fear and used the knowledge he usually learned, and his courage became bigger, and his actual combat experience also improved by leaps and bounds.

In this trance, from the first appearance of the old man to today, eighteen years have passed, and Zhuo Yifan has become a young man in his twenties.

In a dream that day, Zhuo Yifan only saw the old man, but not Lingrou, so he couldn't help asking, "Old man, where is Lingrou's sister?"

The old man rolled his eyes and replied, "It's been so long, haven't you seen that she's fake?

Hearing the old man's answer, Zhuo Yifan was only a little disappointed, and said: "Of course I saw it a long time ago, but this is a spiritual enjoyment, and it doesn't have to be real, as long as you feel it immersively, you old antique don't understand." ”

"My classmates dreamed of Teacher Cang once, and they were so excited, how can they compare with my Lingrou. ”

The old man naturally saw this, so he did not hesitate to tell the truth, and he was not afraid of hitting him.

The old man didn't talk about Lingrou anymore, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

Zhuo Yifan saw that the old man was a little unusual today, and it was the first time he saw him with such an expression, so he didn't tease anymore.

"Old man, is there something going on? Just say it, it's awkward, it's not like your style. Zhuo Yifan said.

The old man's expression froze, he rolled his eyes, and returned to a somewhat disrespectful state, as if he was saying something very commonplace: "I have nothing to teach you, today, you are out of school." ”

"Out of the teacher?" Zhuo Yifan was stunned, this time it was his turn to have a solemn expression, "Then will you, this old man, enter my dream in the future?"

"Nonsense, you graduated, and your teacher still follows you? I dream of me every day, it's been eighteen years, you don't vomit, I vomit. The old man made a somewhat disgusted expression.

Zhuo Yifan didn't answer, his eyes were a little stunned, seeing him like this, the old man didn't laugh anymore, and sighed softly.

"Yifan, over the years, the old man, I have devoted my efforts to teach you what I have learned without reservation, in addition to loving talents, I am also selfish. The old man said seriously.

"I'm not stupid, spending eighteen years on a stranger, who can do it without a little selfishness?"

"A little selfishness?" the old man looked up at the colorful dream sky above his head, and said with some amazement, "More than a little, more than a little......

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw the old man like this, and said teasingly: "More than a little? That's a lot of selfish......ness?

The old man didn't answer, but asked Zhuo Yifan rhetorically, "Yifan, do you know who I am?"

"Nonsense, how many times have I asked you, you only told me that your surname is Zhang, there are so many surnames Zhang, and you are not a big star, how do I know who you are?"

"Now I'll tell you, my name is Zhang Daoling. The old man said unexpectedly.

Zhuo Yifan's expression froze directly, as a descendant of the Daomen, how could he not know who Zhang Daoling was?

"It's the same name and surname, is it really Zhang Daoling, the patriarch of the Heavenly Master Daokai Mountain during the Han Dynasty?"

"Naturally, it is Zhang Daoling of the Heavenly Master Dao, otherwise, who can have such a profound Dao method. The old man said proudly.

"Hold the grass, old man, don't fool me, you have been true and false all these years, and I can't tell the difference between truth and falsehood. Your time is about 2,000 years away from modern society, and you have really become an immortal?

"Entering the Immortal Dao is naturally a natural thing. However, I have more important things to do, so my soul is still stranded in the world, and this matter will not be for a day, and I will not be able to ascend to immortal with peace of mind. ”

"So, in the past eighteen years, it is your soul that has entered my dream?" Zhuo Yifan exclaimed.

"No, it's just a wisp of my divine sense, and my soul suppresses and seals a ghost in an important place. Zhang Daoling sighed.

"Suppress the seal, why don't you just extinguish it?"

"If it's that simple, why would it take me more than 1,800 years. ”

Zhuo Yifan was speechless, what the old man said just now had completely subverted his cognition, but he believed that all this was true.

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