I created the Bureau of Anomaly Control

Cao Yan poked the hard rock with her cane, scattering the pebbles in her hand onto the ground. After staring for a few seconds, she raised her head to look at the starry sky, calculating the meaning of the constellations with her fingers.

Although the constellations didn't match the time of her era, it didn't affect the divination at all, and could guide all stellar scholars on where to go.

Her mind hadn't been so clear for many years. In a way, it was a "hallucination," since she was currently in an old dream pieced together from several people's memories, and it was difficult to make correct judgments in a dream.

But at this moment, Cao Yan could remember many things: the starry sky in her memory, the starry sky in books, and the animals and plants that only existed in magical illusions. However, these memories were also chaotic.

She had already seen many species that had never existed at the same time, and the smell of the air, the distance of the sun, and the shape of the moon all came from different eras. Many languages she had never encountered were also intertwined.

This absurd chaos was like a scene in a dream, or rather...

This was a dream.

The distant, the time of her birth, what she could touch, and even things from decades ago were all in the dream. This was not just Ma En's or that guy's dream, but also her dream.

The cane was firmly embedded in the crack of the rock, dragging Cao Yan's body over the mountain range.

The bare rocky ground was left behind her, and the towering peaks disappeared, as if hidden in the clouds. But at this moment, there was only a shallow white mist in front of her, and a bamboo forest standing on the flat ground.

Cao Yan turned around and looked behind her.

The emerald green bamboo forest occupied almost her entire field of vision. Several sparrows flew by rustling, a beautiful green grasshopper flapped its wings a few times, and the lively barking of dogs and crowing of chickens came from further away.

The scene before her and the experience just now were like a dream.

Such a clear dream.

She raised her head and looked around greedily, her thirst for knowledge driving her to use all her senses, tirelessly extracting all the information she could receive.

The cane tapped on the moist soil, and the woman continued forward.

A beautiful pond gradually emerged from the green bamboo, appearing before her eyes.

The water in the pond was almost crystal clear, and the bright red fish seemed to float in the air. A strange bird that Cao Yan had never seen before stood by the water, its black and white body stretching gracefully, even more striking was the bright red on its head.

So beautiful...

This scene made the woman almost lose all thoughts, simply appreciating the scene before her. After a moment, she noticed an inconspicuous wooden house behind the pond.

A creaking, childlike voice like a rocking chair came out:

"Layman, where are you going?"

Along with the voice, a cute child of seven or eight years old walked out of the wooden house, but when he passed the pond and came to a dozen steps in front of Cao Yan, he was already a young man of twenty-seven or eight.

The young man looked kindly:

"Layman, have you strayed into this place by mistake?"

Cao Yan looked at the young man. He spoke in a language she had never heard before, but the pronunciation of these syllables was very similar to that of the current Eastern Federation language, as if there was some inexplicable connection.

Seeming to think she hadn't reacted, the young man continued to ask, pointing to the left:

"Layman, are you looking for a way out? Walk a few hundred steps in that direction, and you will be able to leave this place."

Cao Yan stared at him and asked:

"Are you a fragment pieced together from memories, or are you really seeing..."

The young man smiled politely:

"Layman, this place does not welcome outsiders, please go back."

Cao Yan ignored his persuasion and asked directly:

"No matter what you are, please teach me how to revive the dead. My lover died a few years ago. No matter what the cost, I must bring back his soul.

"You can tell me what reward you want."

The young man sighed:

"To bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bones, how easy is that?"

Cao Yan immediately realized the implication of his words:

"So you have a way?"

The young man looked her up and down, then showed a suddenly enlightened expression:

"I remember now, you are that young cultivator named Yan. I remember that you comprehended a thing or two about the method of disintegration and reincarnation on your own, which is considered quite talented."

Cao Yan immediately asked:

"You know me?"

The young man explained gently:

"We often send people to observe the mirror to monitor your actions. I noticed you at that time."

Cao Yan showed a puzzled look, then tentatively asked:

"Are you a fragment of memory, or are you communicating with me through divination..."

The young man answered honestly:

"I am indeed in the memory, but I am also in front of you. I am not good at arithmetic, and I haven't been a mirror observer for a long time. You are talking to me now, naturally because I am talking to you at this moment."

Cao Yan's expression became more and more serious:

"In other words, you are real? Not only in memory, but you also survived the disaster that destroyed the Lama Empire?

"And you already existed at this point in time of this memory?"

The young man smiled:

"I have already attained immortality, naturally I am immortal."

Although she had never heard these words, Cao Yan immediately understood the meaning contained in them.

Her expression became more and more solemn:

"To be honest, I didn't think I could really find you, and I didn't expect you to be real. There is indeed an unseen side on this planet.

"And you are hiding in it, observing us through some kind of mirror?"

The young man nodded slightly:

"That's right. Since the invasion of the demons, we have retreated into the mountains. If it weren't for the recent fall of a celestial demon into the mortal world, disturbing the great formation, you wouldn't have seen me."

Cao Yan looked at him solemnly:

"Then can you teach me how to revive the dead? I don't miss anything except him. As long as you are willing to teach me how to revive him, I can give you even my life...

"Although that might be a little difficult."

The young man shook his head:

"What use do I have for your life? To bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bones..."

"What a foolish child. To tell you the truth, I am here to invite you back, but I see that you do have some extraordinary talent and are a good material for cultivating the Tao...

"I can teach you the art of summoning souls and sculpting bodies, but there is a condition."

Cao Yan looked surprised:

"No matter what the conditions are, it doesn't matter. You can take my soul, as long as you can help me revive him in this world and let him live peacefully until he dies of old age normally...

"Of course, in the best case, I still hope to be with him."

The young man shook his head again:

"What use do I have for your soul? But I'm afraid I can't fulfill your wish.

"I can teach you how to revive the dead, but if you want to learn, you must stay here and not go back, unless the formation dissipates one day, otherwise I'm afraid you will hardly be able to save the person you want.

"But if you become my disciple, in addition to this method, I can also teach you the true art of disintegration, as well as the method of attaining immortality, and I can also help you clarify your mind and drive away the evil magic on you."

However, hearing these words, Cao Yan's eyes only showed disappointment.