Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 227 The Influence of Dreams

After the dantian was repaired, the weird voice and the dream disappeared for a while. Ji Cheyu thought that since he was completely different from the self in the dream now, the last incident should not happen again.

But it backfired.

The world consciousness also didn't expect that Ji Che would be able to go back and start again after becoming a half-demon. He became more and more disgusted with the "variable" Jiang Qiongxing. Unfortunately, she was not a character in the original plot. Even if she was, she would not be able to interfere for a while.

But it doesn't matter, it's the same with Ji Cheyu.

It suddenly thought of a good idea.

this day.

In the middle of the practice, Ji Cheyu fell into a coma again unsuspectingly.

This time, there is no other world in the dream, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere.

He looked down at himself who was no different from reality, and walked a few steps in this empty space.

where is this?
Sudden.

Ji Cheyu turned around abruptly.

His premonition was right, there was suddenly a person behind him who was empty just now.

It seems inaccurate to say that it is a human being, this is a half-demon.

Those scarlet vertical pupils were staring at him, and the emotions contained in them were complicated, except that there was no kindness.

"Who are you?" Ji Cheyu took out his sword and looked at him warily.

"Who am I?" The half-demon repeated, the corners of her lips gradually elongated, forming a warm smile, "Can you really not recognize who I am?"

Ji Cheyu stared at the other person's face without speaking.

That face, stripped of everything inhuman, was almost identical to himself.

It was the "Yunyi God Lord" who turned into a half-demon in the dream.

"My whole life, I have been forced to be pushed away by others, exterminating my family, destroying my dantian, taking my house, and turning into a half-demon..." God Lord Yunyi stared at Ji Cheyu in front of him, not hiding his jealousy at all, "We are the same person, why am I living in such pain, but you can be so happy?"

Ji Cheyu looked at him warily, but didn't speak.

He didn't believe that the other party appeared here just to complain.

God Lord Yunyi changed his posture, waved his hand and released a picture in the pure white space.

The familiar Zangshu Pavilion appeared on the screen.

A figure came out from the gate of the library, and walked briskly to the other side of the road.

God Lord Yunyi's eyes stayed on her side face: "This is the 'variable', right?"

"What do you want to do?" Ji Cheyu took a step forward and raised his voice.

"Don't be nervous—" God Lord Yunyi said with a half-smile, "Don't worry, I can't directly interfere with your world, I just look at her. After all, she is the one who changed 'my' life, how could I do anything to her?"

It sounded well-founded, but Ji Cheyu didn't fully believe it.

Crazy people do things without logic.

In the picture, Jiang Qiongxing returned to his residence, took out materials and drew symbols in the yard, unaware that someone was peeping.

"She helped you so much," God Lord Yunyi looked at it for a while, then suddenly said, "Didn't you repay her anything?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Ji Cheyu said coldly.

"Don't be so fierce, I'm just asking casually." Lord Yunyi said.

Ah.

Ji Cheyu didn't believe it at all.

His eyes moved away from the picture, and he scanned the empty, pure white space.

Find a way to get out of this weird space.

But then again, what exactly is this place?Formation?dream?
By the way, since he was forcibly pulled into a dream last time, he deliberately learned a formula to wake people up from a similar situation...

Ji Cheyu quietly recited that formula in his heart.

As he repeated silently, the surrounding pictures became blurred, and his consciousness was gradually withdrawn from this pure white space...

In the last scene, he saw that God Lord Yunyi seemed to feel something, raised his head to look at him, and said something.

But he didn't hear clearly.

Ji Cheyu opened his eyes suddenly.

Seeing the familiar room, he let out a breath slowly.

Looking down, I saw that I was still sitting on the futon, no different from when I was just practicing.

His brows slowly wrinkled.

Before, he could only do it after he fell asleep, but now he can be dragged in while he is practicing?

This is not a good sign.

Ji Cheyu sat on the futon for a while, but he was really not in the mood to practice, so he simply got up, untied his clothes and went to the yard.

The icy well water splashed on his body, and the uneasiness and irritability gradually subsided. Ji Cheyu calmed down and began to patiently think about how to solve this matter.

Why did the world consciousness focus on him?
If others heard this, they might think that he was the Son of Destiny. Only Ji Cheyu knew that not only was he not the Son of Destiny, but he should be said to be the lone star of Tiansha.

It seems that he just can't see him well, he has to live in a twisted and painful way like the half-demon just now.

Ji Cheyu stood in the yard for a while, reciting the mantra, removing excess moisture from the skin, and putting on clothes.

Dantian has been repaired, but it is useless.

Realizing that there was no way for him to be shaken by world awareness, he even brought the Lord Yunyi from that world over to talk to him directly.

How can I let it know thoroughly that it is impossible for me to become what it expects again.

He walked towards the library pavilion.

……

The Cangshu Pavilion of Danyan Academy is famous throughout the world of cultivating immortals. In addition to the most famous and precious cheats, there are also all kinds of classics.

Unfortunately, there is no record of world consciousness.

Ji Cheyu sighed, put down the book in his hand, and walked upstairs.

seventh floor.

Seeing him appearing in front of her, Yuan Jin opened her eyes slightly in surprise, and said with a smile, "What? Is there anything you don't understand in cultivation?"

In his opinion, this apprentice is very worry-free: after all, he is Ji Yunji's son, so he must have mastered his own unique set of cultivation methods, and he, as a master, can't help much.

When he was accepted, it was mainly because of his dantian. Now that his dantian is healed, Ji Cheyu will appear even less.

Ji Cheyu sat across from him, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Master is well-read, have you ever heard of something that allows people to see themselves in another world?"

"Huh?" Yuan Jin thought he was joking at first, but looking at his face, it seemed that he was really troubled by this, so he replied seriously, "In the history of cultivating immortals, there has never been such a magic weapon. There is only one place with a similar legend."

"What?" Ji Cheyu asked.

"Three lives, it is said that Taoists who sincerely pray there may dream of their past or future lives." Yuan Jin said, "It's just a legend, and I have never heard of anyone who really dreamed."

That's it.

The light in Ji Cheyu's eyes dimmed, and he shook his head: "What I want to ask is not about reincarnation, but about myself in this life who has gone on another path."

Yuan Jin understood what he meant, and said softly: "Everyone will face countless choices in their life, and they will also think about what it would be like if they made another choice at the beginning."

He raised his hand, put the scattered scrolls on the table aside, took out a small censer from the storage ring, and put a stick of incense in it.

"Everyone thinks this way, but if you think too much, you will become a demon." Yuan Jin lit the incense and raised his hand to signal, "Come here, let me take a look for you."

Heart demon?

Ji Cheyu was shaken for a moment, but felt that it was impossible—no matter how terrifying his inner demons were, it was impossible for him to know things that he didn't understand at all. Many secret methods and sorcery revealed in that world were unheard of by him.

But since the master said so, he obediently went over and let the inspection be done.

(End of this chapter)