For Ye Qingxuan, dreams are actually not a very mysterious thing, after all, in his previous life, he was a keyboard powerhouse, what theory has he not seen?

Aren't all kinds of audio, video and research materials saying that the feeling of time in dreams is fundamentally different from real time?

It was Ye Qingxuan who had the second guess, and with the guess, the anxiety in Ye Qingxuan's heart also dissipated most of it.

At the same time, when he was doing his homework with this disciple, he also got a feeling of fulfillment and satisfaction, so Ye Qingxuan's heart naturally gave birth to the idea of "once it comes, it will be safe", "Ha! This dream world is a good place to grind people's temperament and exercise the Dao heart! Perhaps, after going out of this unlucky ghost's dream, the distracting thoughts in the poor Dao's heart will be wiped out!"

found a way, there is actually some meaning of blessing in disguise, Ye Qingxuan is a little happy immediately, but he will not really relax his vigilance!

When the disciple of this dragon set did the second hundredth morning class, this dream world finally changed again.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! It seems that the concentration of the ancestors in this sect is not as good as the poor Dao!" muttered a little self-deprecatingly, Ye Qingxuan watched the dragon set disciple walk into his ancestor's room again!

I don't know if the ancestor in this sect was moved by the filial piety of this dragon set disciple, or finally took the trouble and had to do it, after more than 200 days, this disciple was summoned by his ancestor again.

Ye Qingxuan, who witnessed the whole process, actually didn't know what to say, this patriarch actually told this disciple that the master was investigating, and his master and apprentice were involved in a Jianghu interception back then.

The whole thing was all out of coincidence, not against his master and apprentice, and according to the master, the martial artist who killed his master back then would have died a long time ago, so that this disciple would stop being entangled in this, so as not to mess up the Dao heart and miss the opportunity to set foot on the immortal bridge in the future.

Although these words were conclusive, Ye Qingxuan, who was watching from the sidelines, didn't believe it at all, let alone the disciple of the dragon set.

There are too many doubts in this, not to mention anything else, since it is a coincidence, then why did his master and apprentice have begun to flee, and why did those people chase and kill them back then?

Shouldn't we go and kill their main target? In the end, after the disciple asked the question in his heart, the patriarch made a look of annoyance and anger, and told the disciple with some annoyance.

said that if he didn't believe it, he could go down the mountain to check in person, but the master wouldn't provide him with any help!

As soon as these words came out, it made Ye Qingxuan feel even more suspicious, but the amount of information was too small, and Ye Qingxuan couldn't figure out why they had such a strange arrangement!

If you talk about martial arts, Ye Qingxuan is really not as good as this disciple who has already entered the sainthood and has a high realm, but if you talk about the experience of the rivers and lakes, this dragon disciple who has only been down the mountain once is definitely not as good as Ye Qingxuan.

So this disciple returned the favor of the patriarch, so after kneeling three times and knocking nine times, he went back to his cloud house to pack his bags.

said that he was packing his bags, but in fact, this disciple didn't have anything to bring.

At the realm of his cultivation, ordinary mortal blades, when they are used, they are not as powerful as their own True Yuan Blades, unless they are divine soldiers or peerless divine soldiers, there is no need to carry them.

So the things that this disciple packed up were just a few changes of clothes and basic Taoist scriptures.

And these commonly used things had already been put in a bunch of spaces unique to the Martial Saint by him, so he returned to the cloud room and took out only the unknown Taoist scripture that he had obtained under the cliff!

This disciple held the Taoist Sutra in the cloud room and looked at it for a long time, and as if he was behind the spirit, Ye Qingxuan, who was standing behind him, also read this Sutra for a long time!

It's just that one is thinking about whether to give this sutra to the teacher, while the other is trying to read the name of the book on it!

In Ye Qingxuan's opinion, it is not trivial to make a Taoist priest with ordinary qualifications become a saint within a few years, and even cultivate himself to the realm of Xianqiao.

However, no matter how hard Ye Qingxuan tried to read the name of this scripture, all he could see was a green glow!

Moreover, after watching it like this for a long time, Ye Qingxuan's mind was actually consuming rapidly.

After such a while, Ye Qingxuan felt a little trance!

However, I don't know if it was because of the hallucination in a trance, or if he really saw through the cyan brilliance, the first text of this sutra fell into his eyes!

"Jade??" Just when Ye Qingxuan saw the first word clearly and wanted to continue to identify it, the picture in front of him began to crack very abruptly, as if he had caused the Great Dao to descend!

"How can this be? This sutra is really weird!?" Looking at the shattered picture a little speechlessly, Ye Qingxuan faintly had all kinds of guesses in his heart about what that sutra was!

However, as the old saying goes, speculation is always speculation, and there is too little information, and Ye Qingxuan can't be sure of what he thinks at all.

As the picture completely shattered, as it had been the previous times, after an inexplicable trance, a new dream world appeared in front of Ye Qingxuan's eyes!

"Sure enough, it's still him!" Looking at the dragon set disciples in front of him, who were already very different, Ye Qingxuan nodded silently!

This disciple's story is not over yet, Ye Qingxuan naturally won't be lucky, and feels that he can come over and get out of this dream!

At this time, in front of his eyes, the original almost featureless dragon set disciple has really changed a lot.

A body of martial arts, the true element is condensed, and there is a faint return to the basics.

Obviously, goodbye now, this disciple has completed his martial arts and is close to stepping on the immortal bridge!

"Hmm! The Confucian Sage who was in the Jixia School Palace that day had such an aura on his body!" Ye Qingxuan, who had experienced a lot at this time, and had seen a lot of "big shots" between the real and the illusion, was naturally able to accurately grasp the cultivation state of the "protagonist" in front of him!

In the body of this "protagonist", the momentum is condensed but not hairy, and in front of him are several masters of the cultivation realm, who seem to be different from him!

These masters look quite young, but their kung fu is terrifying!

"Could it be that the era in which the protagonist of this dragon set existed was also an ancient era? otherwise, at their age, how could they have such terrifying martial arts!" Ye Qingxuan had such an idea a long time ago, but he couldn't be sure whether this "protagonist" existed in front of Yu Zhenzi or after Yu Zhenzi!

"Why is it that almost all the dreams experienced by the poor Dao are related to the ancient era?" Looking at the two sides in front of him, Ye Qingxuan had a lot of thoughts, "Is it because of Yu Zhenzi's memory?"