In the pavilion, snoring sounds like thunder!

However, the saints looked respectful and knelt down under the stairs, not daring to make any sound.

After a moment like this, the old man suddenly turned around, whispered a few times, and actually started talking to his sleep.

Although it is a dream talk, it contains the mystery of the great way!

After only two or three sentences, thunder exploded in his ears. Each word fell to the ground like gold and jade, which made his soul stimulating.

At the same time, the two exercises of "The Taoist Sutra of Wuwei" and "One Qi Zhengxin Jue" spontaneously operated. His body turned from real to virtual, and then from virtual to real, and for a moment it was not controlled by himself...

Looking at the twelve saints, they were all kneeling on the ground at this time, with a solemn expression, and listening carefully to the old man's sleep, for fear of missing a sentence.

“Is this preaching?”

Liang Yan's eyes showed surprise.

He has never heard of anyone preaching in his dreams until now...

But this happened before him. All the twelve saints had the ability to understand the world, but at this time they were all intoxicated and immersed in the old man's dream.

After a moment like this, a saint in purple suddenly burst into tears of joy, as if he had suddenly realized some great truth, and his body was filled with glory like stars.

These lights soared into the sky from his body, turned into thousands of traces and hovered in the sky, and then quickly burned, burning the void into ashes.

"So that's it, so that's it!"

The saint in purple murmured to himself, and actually stood up and danced involuntarily.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yan became more and more surprised.

"Who is the old man in the pavilion? It's just a few words of dreams that make the saint so intoxicated!"

"Could it be..."

His heart suddenly jumped, and there was a vague guess.

But I couldn't believe it, so I immediately listened.

I heard the old man murmured in his dream: "The yellow beam on the pillow is quenched, and the soul is cut off to forge the true pill. The dream is twelve kalpas, and the three thousand worlds are crushed..."

After listening for a while, Liang Yan felt in a fog and had no idea what the meaning of this mantra was.

However, what surprised him was that even if he did not understand the old man's sermon, the magic power in his body was also spontaneously circulating, and his body sometimes turned from real to virtual, and sometimes changed from virtual to real. The mystery of the way of virtual and real is becoming clearer and deeper in his heart!

"So that's how it is!"

Liang Yan's eyes showed excitement!

Although he did not understand the old man's sermon, he understood his own way. All the confusions he had when he was in seclusion suddenly became enlightened at this moment!

Of course, he knew that this was not because of his talent or understanding, but the fundamental reason was still the old man's dream...

The dream talk that came from the pavilion seemed to have some kind of divine power that could answer any doubts in this world and allow the listener to break through his own shackles.

Liang Yan became more and more fascinated as he listened to it, but the old man's dreams became lighter and lighter, and gradually became unheard.

A sudden anxiety in his heart made Liang Yan unable to help but take steps and cross the twelve saints ahead.

He climbed up step by step along the white jade staircase, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him:

"Let's get closer... closer... the closer you get, the clearer you hear!"

Following this voice, Liang Yan kept climbing upwards.

Just as he climbed to the 99th step, the old man in the pavilion turned over again, this time facing everyone, and his dream came to an abrupt end!

At the same time, the old man's eyes slowly opened!

His eyes suddenly saw Liang Yan!

Liang Yan's heart skipped a beat and immediately stopped in place, looking at the old man above the steps.

In an instant, he seemed to fall into the galaxy, with nebula surrounding him swaying, making him look extremely small...

This hallucination lasted only for a moment.

After a moment, the old man yawned and sat up slowly from the stone bench.

Liang Yan also came to his senses, and before he knew it, his back was soaked in cold sweat!

"Ha, who is the first to awaken the big dream? I know it in my life..."

The old man in the pavilion yawned, took a palm-leaf fan from somewhere, stroked his eyebrows that had hung to the ground, and shook the palm-leaf fan lightly.

"It's so strange!"

He looked down in the pavilion, looked at Liang Yan intently for a moment, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Why did my friend fall into my dream?"

Liang Yan's heart was thrilled.

"He can indeed see me!"

At this moment, even though he had experienced storms and had many wisdom and tricks, he couldn't help but feel nervous, and his palms were sweating slightly...

Because he vaguely guessed the identity of the person in the pavilion.

After a while, he suppressed his panic in his heart, his face was as usual, and bowed to the old man: "I entered this place for some reason because of the reason why I disturbed my seniors' cultivation. Please don't blame me."

The old man ignored his answer and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, the man gently twisted his goatee and laughed: "So that's it! The Tao is nameless, the law is nameless, and the person is nameless between reality and reality... I didn't expect that the nameless law will reappear in the world, so that my friend can see my great way!"

When Liang Yan heard that he revealed his secret, his face changed slightly.

At this moment, his mind was lit up and suddenly laughed: "Yes, it's indeed the law of namelessness! I didn't expect that the way of reality and the law of namelessness could be integrated with each other, and the timing of this fusion happened to be at the moment when I passed the tribulation. It seemed to be guided in the dark, allowing me to come to the dream of my predecessors. This is also fate?"

"Hahaha!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man in the pavilion suddenly laughed loudly, his voice like thunder in the nine heavens, shaking the entire fairyland.

But even so, the twelve saints under the stairs were unaware of anything, and they have not discovered Liang Yan's existence until now, and they do not know that the old man has woken up.

"Well said, well said!"

The old man gently waved the palm-leaf fan and laughed: "My friend has such a fate with me, so he just entered my sect. How about being my personal disciple?"

Liang Yan was shocked after hearing this!

He didn't expect that the other party would take him as his disciple...

If you guess correctly, this old man should be one of the strongest nine people. If you can join his disciple, it will definitely be a great opportunity!

But for some reason, Liang Yan just felt unnatural and felt a little vaguely resistant.

He pondered for a moment, and said carefully: "Forgive me for being ignorant and don't know the Dharma name of my senior?"

The old man in the pavilion said lightly: "If you enter my door, you will know everything. If you don't, you don't need to ask more questions."

"Then... what skills can you learn if you join the senior?"

"hehe!"

The old man smiled slightly and shook his palm-leaf fan: "I will teach you how to dream of spring and autumn, wander around the sky, reverse the reality and change the truth and time!"

While speaking, the clouds around me suddenly churned like boiling water, and the whole world became blurred and illusory, and it was not real to see it.

Liang Yan was frightened by his divine power and was stunned for a moment.

But soon, he woke up and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Seniors have great magical powers, which is admirable! But the younger generation has entered the sword path, and the goal in this life is to reach the extreme of the sword path. He does not want to give up halfway, so he cannot join the disciples of the senior."

The old man in the pavilion frowned slightly after hearing this, as if he was a little surprised.

"How could you have such an idea? Sword Tao is nothing but a small Tao. If you learn my true teachings, will you still be able to travel in the sky and the earth?"

After hearing this, Liang Yan became more determined to his thoughts and bowed: "I am so happy that my seniors are mostly 'brained'. Since I have embarked on this path, I will not stop until the end."

"Why don't you know the good or bad? It is important to know that these billions of living beings do not even have the qualifications to meet me, let alone join me. Today is your time to operate, can you give up?"

"I have made up my mind and let down my good intentions. Please forgive me!" Liang Yan's voice was not loud, but he was extremely firm.

"snort!"

The old man snorted coldly, showing displeasure.

"You are so arrogant, you don't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Since you don't want to join me, then you can go back and forth wherever you go. Don't disturb my dreams here."

After saying that, he waved his palm-leaf fan.

But the three lights of the sun, moon and stars flow at the same time, illuminating the world in the dream extremely bright!

At the same time, the white jade steps collapsed inch by inch, and the figures of the twelve saints rippled like reflections in the water. The void wind whistled, making his gray robe rush...

"Are you awake?"

Liang Yan felt something.

This world no longer accommodates his existence. The light around him is getting brighter and brighter, his eyes seem to be burned, and his spiritual sense is extremely painful!

Gradually, I couldn't see anything clearly, and I could only see an incandescent light!

Liang Yan endured the pain, and his magic power flowed in his body, forcibly keeping himself awake.

I don’t know how long this state lasted, until the white light faded and the stinging pain in his spiritual consciousness slowly dissipated...
To be continued...