I am immortal with scientific thinking

Chapter 44 Dream divination
There was such a white belly on the sky, and the warm wind of the morning sun mixed with dew, brushed over Lin Chen's face.

Just in case, Lin Chen rushed back to Yunyang Peak of Qingyun Sect overnight.

And now, he was finally safe.

But what Lin Chen didn't know was that just as he let out a long sigh of relief, he rushed towards the direction of the laboratory.

Where he fought last night, a group of uninvited guests ushered in.

Around a huge, scorched pit, a large number of monks wearing spiritual armor or green robes appeared.

The nearby jungle has been artificially sealed off, and monks dressed in spirit armor, burly backs, and sturdy faces are vigilant against the disturbances around them.

The monks in green robes kept searching for traces left behind in the arena.

In the center of the crowd, a majestic young man stood proudly, and beside him was an old man with white hair and a childlike face.

The two of them at this moment were staring at a girl lying on the ground in front of them.

The girl has long black hair, moon-like phoenix eyebrows, a straight Qiong nose, orchid-like cherry lips, and oval cheeks are even more beautiful.

What is even more surprising is that in her arms is a strange grass.

Its grass is like cattail, red in color, and exudes a faint halo.

The name of this grass is [Huaimeng Grass]!
There was once a classical record: "On the mountain where fire is planted, there is dream grass, which looks like a cattail leaf and is red in color. It shrinks into the ground during the day and emerges at night. It is also called Huaimeng. If you have its leaves, you can know the good or bad of the dream, and you can test it immediately."

This grass is not born naturally, but is a unique spiritual plant that was finally created after generations of monks from the Qingyun Sect influenced it.

And its function is also very simple, that is, people who hold it in their dreams can, to a certain extent, dream about what they want to know.

For example, the news of the panacea used to break through the bottleneck, the various methods used by the enemy, the location of the precious spiritual objects, etc.

To put it simply, it is thinking day by day, dreaming at night, and those who dream with it in their arms can know the past and future to a certain extent!
If you cooperate with a monk who specializes in secrets [Tianji Master], there is a certain chance that you can forcibly predict the secrets of high-level monks!
"Junior Sister Luo's talent in Tianji Yiyi is the best in my Qingyun School for hundreds of years. Coupled with [Huaimeng Grass], the information of an auction must be at hand. Junior Brother Zhang doesn't need to be so worried."

Seeing Zhang Zhiming's solemn expression, the old man beside him couldn't help but comfort him.

In his opinion, Zhang Zhiming's worries are completely superfluous.

Perhaps there is indeed something tricky behind this auction, but it is absolutely impossible for the Sanxiu Alliance and the Xuanyin Demon Gate to join forces.

Because the Qingyun Sect and the Xuanyin Sect are masters of Huashen, and their combat power and means are far superior to those of the same level. In the same realm, in a one-on-one situation, members of the Loose Cultivation Alliance are no match for people from the two sects.

The reason why the land of Lingnan is now a three-legged confrontation is not because the three are evenly matched.It was because of the confrontation between Qingyun and Xuanyin sects that gave the casual cultivator alliance a chance to survive.

If they join forces to deal with Qingyunzong, after Qingyunzong is destroyed, will Xuanyin Demon Sect give up the fat of the Loose Cultivation Alliance?
It must be impossible.

And this kind of result can be seen by anyone who is smart and knowledgeable, but the Jindan Daoist of the Loose Cultivation Alliance can't see it?

Therefore, the old man feels that it is a good thing to have doubts, but there is no need to worry too much.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiming frowned slightly. Obviously, he did not agree with the old man's statement.

He also had a part in this pursuit.

He had already caught the trace of the cultivator who bought the Foundation Establishment Mystery Method, but was stopped by two mysterious men in black.

The opponent's methods are bloody and ruthless, comparable to those of ordinary casual cultivators, and they are clearly here to stop him.

He didn't think it was a coincidence.

Zhang Zhiming thought for a while, and was about to say something when he was suddenly interrupted.

"See you, my lord!" A middle-aged monk came to the side of the two and said respectfully.

"How is the analysis of the situation at the scene?" Zhang Zhiming asked.

"We have already collected the remaining blood of the monk who escaped, and tracked it with [Sound Wind Wood], which can sense the breath of others. But I don't know what method the other party used to interfere with the perception, so we have been unable to determine the position, and..."

"And what?" The old man on the side asked.

"And we suspect that there is another monk in the field." Seeing this, the middle-aged monk said quickly.

"how do I say this?"

"According to the traces at the scene, we can judge that the monk who was besieged was seriously injured. But after the successful counter-kill, he didn't run away immediately, but stayed in place for a while. In addition, a piece of remains from another battle site Corpse liquid, we are extremely suspicious that there is another person, but..." The middle-aged monk hesitated.

"Speak straight up!" Zhang Zhiming's face darkened. What annoys him most is this kind of people who don't finish their sentences.

"Yes, yes!" Feeling the terrifying spiritual pressure, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but see a cold sweat on his forehead, "But there was no trace of this monk left in the field. You know, the melee of dozens of people, But not only was the other party not injured at all, he didn't even leave a strand of clothing behind, which is really unreasonable..."

"Is that so..." Zhang Zhiming's eyes moved when he heard the words.

The monks who came were all good trackers, so he didn't have much doubt about their deduction.

'However, the monk who went through a scuffle without any injuries...could it be a monk in the foundation establishment stage made a move? '

Zhang Zhiming thought carefully for a while, but in the absence of enough information, he couldn't draw any useful conclusions.

"From now on, I can only hope that Ziyan's dream divination can get some useful news..."

With this in mind, Zhang Zhiming turned his head to look at the sleeping girl on the ground.

……

in a dream.

Huge, charred potholes, and the remains of trick damage here and there.

The situation was almost exactly the same as that of the outside world, the only difference was that there were not so many monks in the arena, only a girl with a slightly dignified pretty face holding a luminous spiritual herb.

"It's here." Luo Ziyan said softly.

Among all the arts of cultivating immortals, the most mysterious thing is not the way of the soul, which possesses all kinds of strange methods such as calling the name, seizing the soul, and seizing the soul, nor is it proficient in the art of voodoo, curse, substitute death, and nightmares. , but - secret technique.

Because the secret art can not only affect the luck in the dark, but also predict the past and the future. Among them, the powerful ones can even peep into the corner of the legendary river of time!
Even if it is just observation without interference, it is enough to explain its mystery and horror!
But Tianji master is not so easy to be, even among monks, his talent is one in a thousand, and it is as rare as Tianlinggen.

And there is a price for everything, let alone peeking into the past and the future.

Short life, low luck, madness, etc., because the method of inheritance is different from what is predicted, the price is naturally different.

The Tianji technique that Luo Ziyan practiced is called [Qinghuazi Yimeng Heart Sutra], which is a method summed up and developed by generations of Tianji monks of the Qingyun Sect.

Different from the ordinary Tianji technique, this method believes that the dreamland is the place where the consciousness of creatures in this world meets. Although it is illusory, it actually exists.

Not only that, the dream is also a reflection of the real world. It not only records all the information in the world, but also seems to be connected with the fairy world, and even the long river of time. All kinds of things that happened in the past and the future may be realized in the dream.

And because of the illusion and changes of the dream, the monks who enter it can distort the dream, reverse what happened in the future to the present, and also go back to what happened in the past, so as to observe the future and the past!
"This method is not only easier to observe what happened than the ordinary divination of heavenly secrets, but also can reduce the backlash of heaven and earth, but it is not without risk..."

Speaking of this, Luo Ziyan looked at the area beyond the light of Huaimengcao, and fear flashed in her eyes.

Beyond the place shrouded in the light of the Dream Grass, it is not a jungle in reality, but a distorted region.

Upside-down mountain peaks, rivers going upstream, half-human, half-demon monsters... These scenes are not fixed, but change from time to time, forming bizarre scenes.

Beyond the radiance of the Dream Grass, lies the depths of the dream. With her cultivation and strength, once she falls into it, it is very likely that she will get lost, and her consciousness will never wake up!
"Just be careful." Luo Ziyan quickly withdrew her gaze, and gently grabbed the void in front of her with her jade hand, and suddenly, a white jade hand appeared in her hand.

This is the jade slip that records the secret method of foundation building with spiritual blood, but it is not real, but a medium that she collects various information and forms in the dream.

"The dreamer, the journey of the gods, the mirror of knowing the future..." As the incomparably mysterious mantras were recited, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

The rising sun in the east was setting, and the burnt smell that had dissipated gradually became stronger, and there were even faint figures on the field.

Time is turning back at this moment!

Then, all changes stopped suddenly, and two vague figures appeared on the field.

It's Zhang Hao and Lin Chen!

"Huh?" Luo Ziyan frowned slightly.

It stands to reason that the higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is to predict. The two in front of me are only monks in the Qi refining period, but why are they so vague in her dream divination?
"Forget it, that's not the point." Luo Ziyan stared at Zhang Hao's figure, and then walked towards him step by step.

Swish!
Luo Ziyan's figure merged directly with Zhang Hao's!
Suddenly, the whole world suddenly went dark.

When Luo Ziyan gradually regained her sight, a noise came from her ears.

"Hmph, nine thousand five hundred!"

"Ten thousand!"

"Ten thousand and two hundred!"

"This is, the scene of that underground auction?!"

Looking at the underground hall shrouded in the light of the spirit beads, Luo Ziyan couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise.

She was obviously looking for Zhang Hao's whereabouts, why did she come to the underground auction? !
"Could it be that something went wrong?" Luo Ziyan thought about it for a while, and finally turned her gaze to the field.

"...This auction ends here..." After a large number of monks left, Zhao Ming also walked backstage.

Luo Ziyan's eyes flashed behind him, and followed him.

Although it is not clear why this happened, the source of the foundation-building secret technique is also the target of her pursuit. Since she has the opportunity to obtain information now, she must not let it go.

"See the elder!" Zhao Ming bowed to a blurred figure.

"Well, everything is ready..."

After the conversation between the two, and after the old man muttered to himself, Luo Ziyan in the arena couldn't help but look solemn.

"Situ's family, seeking skin from a tiger, Xuanyinmen?" After listening to their conversation and the old man's soliloquy, Luo Ziyan's eyes sank.

"Could it be that the Situ family of the Jindan family in the Loose Cultivation Alliance is colluding with the Xuanyin sect?"

Thinking of this, Luo Ziyan's eyes moved, and she walked towards the old man without hesitation. The danger and backlash would be greatly increased, but she decided to take a risk.

Enough information must be obtained, so that the sect can be fully prepared to meet the treacherous situation in the future!
The darkness struck again, but Luo Ziyan inexplicably felt a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"What's going on?" Before she had time to figure it out, a ticking sound came from beside her ear.

When the line of sight was restored, what appeared in front of us was a cave slope leading to the underground.

"I obviously predicted the information of the Situ family, why did it appear here? Or is the ancestor of the Situ family just below?" What happened in this dream divination completely exceeded Luo Ziyan's expectations!
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get a tiger cub. I followed the traces and came here, so I have to go down and see what's there."

She hesitated for a moment, but still gritted her teeth and walked on.

As she continued to go deeper, the surrounding environment became darker and darker, and even from a distance, there seemed to be endless cries, which made her suddenly feel as if she was drunk.

Everything around seemed to be a little hazy and a little weird.

On the cave wall, as if it had life, it was stained with a touch of dark red, and it seemed that blood was constantly oozing out...

And the Dreaming Grass in her hand reacted more and more violently, as if it was burning, but the area it covered became smaller and smaller, and the light it emitted became dimmer and dimmer.

Luo Ziyan seemed to turn a blind eye to such a strange scene, walking down step by step.

at last……

The sight in front of him suddenly widened, and he entered an underground cave.

And in the center of the underground cave, there is a huge pool of blood that exudes a strange light!
boom!
At this moment, as if reaching the limit, the Huaimengcao in Luo Ziyan's hand suddenly split open, emitting a bright light, which shot directly into her eyes!
"This!" Luo Ziyan seemed to wake up from a dream, and immediately reacted, her face changed.

She was fascinated just now, so she ignored everything that was wrong.

Now awakened by the last power of Huaimengcao, she naturally sensed the danger!
"One misprediction can be said to be a coincidence, but twice is no longer as simple as a coincidence."

"There is an unknown horror that misled my divination!"

Grumpy Grumpy!

Just when she woke up, the pool of blood in front of her suddenly boiled, and within a moment, an illusory blood lotus appeared.

"Go!" Seeing this scene, Luo Ziyan made a decisive decision and stopped divination without hesitation.

The weird scene in front of her is beyond her control, she can't stay here any longer, otherwise she will encounter unknown risks!
Everything around her became blurred, and her entire figure began to flicker, and she wanted to leave the dream at this moment.

嗞～
But accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of flesh and blood rubbing against each other, the dream world that should have been blurred and dissipated stopped at this moment, and the blood lotus in front of him became clear little by little!

"How is it possible?!" Luo Ziyan couldn't bear the shock in her heart, her expression changed drastically.

It's just a divination, the distance between them is so far away, and there are many interferences from the dream world, but the other party can use the scene in front of her as a medium to invade her dream in reverse? !

Even a Jindan stage monk shouldn't be able to do this!
woo~
In her ears, the shrill crying became louder and louder, as if thousands of ghosts were howling, and the blood lotus in front of her eyes began to bloom little by little, and the dream turned into blood at this moment. At this moment, Luo Ziyan even noticed To the crisis of death!
But she was frozen in place, unable to move, and could only watch this scene happen!
At this critical moment, in the dark red dream, there was a sudden, crisp sound.

Bear!
Afterwards, golden flames ignited out of thin air, surrounding her, and a phantom of a fairy tree emerged from the raging flames.

The spreading and twisting branches, the high-spirited upward posture, and that, never-extinguishing flame.

"The mountain of immortals has its immortal trees, which burn day and night, so that the storms will not be fierce, the rainstorm will not be extinguished, and the fire will not burn. It is for the sake of not burning wood!"

The turbulent flame instantly enveloped the whole dream, and gradually the real blood lotus became blurred under its interference, and then, the whole dream shattered like a mirror image!
And at the moment when she was completely plunged into darkness, through the gap of the blood lotus, Luo Ziyan seemed to vaguely see a terrifying blood shadow sitting in the lotus!
(End of this chapter)