The master of Yuzhen Daoist let out a long sigh, and then glanced at Yuzhen, and then said softly, "Apprentice, you listen well, Poor Daoist No. Yuan Zhen!"

"Yuan Zhenzi!" As soon as this number fell into Yu Zhen's ears, he was immediately surprised and delighted in his heart.

Yuan Zhen Zhenren, the second master of the Daomen, a Daomen martial arts, shocking the past and the present, except for the legendary Daomen No. 1 who has disappeared for a long time, he is the strongest in the world!

After hearing the name of his master, Daoist Yuzhen also had a certain understanding of his master's approach.

Thinking of this, the Yuzhen Taoist only felt that the distracting thoughts in his heart dissipated, and even the sea of his heart was a lot clearer, and the Yuzhen Taoist had a feeling that as long as he wanted to, he could even step on the fairy bridge in the next moment!

"Go, apprentice!" Yuan Zhenzi glanced at his disciple, waved his hand, and said lightly!

"His master is actually Yuan Zhen Zhenren?" Yuzhen Daoist walked out of the Dao Palace in a bit of a daze, and walked towards his cloud room, but after a few steps out, the figure of an old Taoist priest with a white beard and a kind face appeared in his heart very suddenly, and at the same time, a name also appeared in his heart, "Taichu Zhenren, Master?"

Yuzhen Daoist was lying on the cloud bed, his eyes were half open, and he seemed to be a little distracted, since Yuan Zhenren came back, a Dao number that he had buried in his heart for many years was thought of by him uncontrollably.

The name of Taichu is the name of his master in his dream, although a long time has passed, but every detail in that dream is clearly remembered!

"Yuxu Palace, Qingxuan, Qingyuan, Taichu, Xuanchong, Xuanyi!" Lying beside the bed, Yuzhen muttered to himself, "Is it really a dream? If it is really a dream, why do I remember it so clearly until now? But if it is not a dream, why have I never dreamed it again?"

Lying on the bed in a daze, Daoist Yuzhen only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep slowly!

Gradually, the Yuzhen Taoist priest only felt that his mind was slowly rising, and then in a trance, he seemed to see a big roulette, and next to the big roulette, there was a figure dressed as a Taoist priest.

"Is this a lottery??" the ghost sent the god Yuzhen Taoist priest had such an idea in his head.

As soon as this idea came out, Yuzhen Daoist himself was a stranger, just because he had never seen this scene before, how could he know that this was a lottery?

With curiosity in his heart, Daoist Yuzhen gradually walked slowly towards the big roulette wheel towards the figure dressed as a Taoist priest, and he came to see what it was.

With this thought in his heart, Daoist Yuzhen felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and he inexplicably appeared next to the big roulette wheel that was divided into thirty-six grids.

When he looked up closely, he saw a strange name written on the roulette wheel, and all he knew was some descriptions that seemed to be martial arts secrets and Taoist classics.

As for what springs, oil, and all kinds of creatures, they were a little confused by the Yuzhen Taoist.

"Is it possible to spin this roulette wheel to get a reward? But these cheats are just that, these use of force and these unknown things, what are you going to do again?"

Thinking of this, Daoist Yuzhen suddenly felt that this scene seemed to be a little familiar, and he was in a trance, as if he had just looked at this roulette wheel like this, with anticipation, and then turned it, waiting for it to choose the prize he was looking forward to, and then took the prize to become stronger little by little!

This trance came unusually suddenly, after the trance, the Yuzhen Taoist priest lightly raised a Taoist number, and then as if he had made up his mind, he turned around, Huo Ran raised his head, and looked fixedly at the figure sitting in front of the big roulette!

"It's you!" The moment he saw this figure clearly, the Yuzhen Taoist screamed violently, and then sat up with a bang!

"Was it a dream?" Yuzhen Taoist reached out and touched the cold sweat on his forehead.

In the dream just now, the last face that Daoist Yuzhen saw was none other than his own face!

Although that face belonged to him, the expression on it made him feel both familiar and unfamiliar in his heart, this figure obviously belonged to the one he had been for many years

I haven't dreamed of a figure, my dream self, Qingxuan Dao people!

"Why did you have this dream again?" the Yuzhen Taoist priest muttered to his feet, and subconsciously walked in front of a bronze mirror.

What is reflected in the mirror is his own face, this face is exactly the same as the Qingxuan Taoist in the dream, and the two are no different except for their expressions!

In the mirror, his eyes are firm and sharp, and his eyebrows are full of vigor and vitality.

And the Qing Xuan in the dream is ethereal, as if the true cultivation of the Daomen, containing endless mysteries, and the eyebrows are revealed like his own master Yuan Zhenzhen, calm and indifferent, chic and free!

"That person must not be a poor Dao!" After looking at the bronze mirror for a long time, the Yuzhen Daoist let out a long breath, and then looked at the sky, and after the Yuzhen Daoist finished putting it on, he immediately picked up the long sword, walked out of the cloud room, and walked towards the martial arts arena.

At this time of the day, Yu Zhen would go to the martial arts training ground to practice swordsmanship, and then return to the cloud room to do a classic morning class.

As a personal disciple of the true master, Yuzhen Taoist naturally has a transcendent position in the door, coupled with his talent and intelligence, it only took three years for him to reach the consummation of the Martial Saint with one kung fu, and he is only half a step away from stepping on the Divine Bridge!

And this kind of cultivation is to enter the realm, that is, looking at the whole world, it definitely belongs to the category of super geniuses!

Therefore, all the disciples he met along the way, and even some teachers of the same generation, either respected him well, or showed praise in their eyes!

Coming to the martial arts training ground, the Yuzhen Taoist was condensed, and he jumped into the arena with a gesture, and in an instant, the sword light appeared, and between the flow of sword intent, the Yuzhen Taoist seemed to turn into the wind, and as if he had turned into thunder, taking into account the ethereal, and swift and mighty.

In the past, every time the Yuzhen Taoist practiced swordsmanship, he could always quickly settle his mind, and then gradually gained everything!

But today, no matter how hard Daoist Yuzhen tries, there is always a strange sense of alienation in his heart, not only now, but when he looks at this Dao Palace where he has lived for several years, and when he and his junior brothers and elders are concerned, he generally feels this way in his heart!

The Yuzhen Taoist had doubts, so he decided to visit the master and seek to solve the doubts, but halfway through, the Yuzhen Taoist had another inexplicable trance, and then forgot all about this thought and returned to his own cloud room by himself!

Sitting on the futon, looking up and seeing the incense sticks curling in front of him, the Yuzhen Taoist suddenly woke up, "What's wrong with me!?"