When one reaches Ji Yuan's level of cultivation, generally speaking, he seldom dreams. Even if he does have dreams, they are under his control. Scenes evolve in his dreams, which is similar to entering a state of tranquility and concentration. Due to the special state of his artistic conception, Ji Yuan's sleeping can be regarded as a unique way of cultivation.
Of course, Ji Yuan would also sleep normally. After all, sleeping was a very comfortable thing. As far as Ji Yuan knew, even those who practiced Taoism also needed to sleep. Some people could even sleep for half a year or even several years in a row.
Ji Yuan originally wanted to consolidate the gains of Tianqing Sword Force, and with the help of the mysterious perception of using the magical power and the power of the transformation of heaven and earth to mobilize the power of heaven and earth to perform miraculous magic, to break through the shackles of not being able to improve his sleeves again.
The last time there was a big breakthrough in "The World in My Sleeve", Ji Yuan was also thinking about incorporating the use of momentum into it, because he was influenced by the method used by Lao Long when he captured Monk Hui Tong, and he got the breakthrough before the frustrated Lu Chengfeng came to visit him.
What I gained from that experience made the world in my sleeve no longer a fantasy, at least it was no longer an ordinary storage technique. The space was also greatly increased, so I no longer had to worry about whether to bring a baggage when putting things in. I had to specially refine a fishing rod and roll it up, otherwise I couldn't put it down.
But after the last time, he only stopped there. As Ji Yuan's magic power became more and more profound, and the five elements were perfected, the space in his sleeve became larger and larger, and it could even be divided into independent areas, and he also had some magical uses, but it was still far from what Ji Yuan had imagined.
Although the Sleeve of Universe, if taken out separately, is an incredible storage power in the world of cultivation, it is convenient, fast, has a large capacity, and is also cool, but Ji Yuan wants more than just the storage power.
However, this time, Ji Yuan’s sleep was a little special. Before he entered the state of cultivation, he felt gradually more tired as soon as he fell asleep.
He had exhausted too much of his energy when using the Tianqing Sword Power that day, and afterwards he had been keeping alert because of the Dili, and had not been able to get a good rest, and his mind had not been able to recover. Now that he relaxed, Ji Yuan could no longer resist the sleepiness.
'Sleep for a while, have a good sleep...'
For Ji Yuan, there is no difference between quieting down to restore the mind and sleeping to restore the mind, so of course he chooses the more comfortable way.
With this thought in mind, Ji Yuan finally fell into a deep sleep, and this sleep lasted for ten days. What was very rare was that at the end of the tenth day he had a short dream, a real dream.
As the saying goes, you dream about what you think about during the day. In the dream, Ji Yuan seemed to have returned to his hometown in his previous life, to his own home. It was even more like he had become a child again, sitting next to his grandfather and watching the programs on that bulky old black and white TV together.
This black and white TV only has twelve channels even when it is plugged into cable TV, and you have to manually turn the channel knob. It was once the most important source of joy for Ji Yuan in his childhood. He relied on it to watch TV and play the red and white game console.
At this time, Journey to the West was being played on TV. Perhaps it was because of the projection of his thoughts and ideas in the dream. Several other channels were also showing Journey to the West, but with different episodes. Ji Yuan changed two channels and played two episodes respectively.
One part is about Sun Wukong trying to use his somersault cloud to flip out of Tathagata's palm, thinking he has flipped to the edge of the sky, and urinating on Tathagata's fingers.
Another scene is outside Wuzhuang Temple, where Sun Wukong lost his temper and broke the ginseng fruit tree. Knowing he had gotten into trouble, he took Tang Seng and his fellow disciples and tried to run away. However, they were caught by Zhen Yuanzi who used his hidden power.
Ji Yuan was concentrating on watching TV at the moment, thinking about the two times that Monkey King had performed these two acts. It seemed as if he had been under the same kind of magical power.
The dream was very short. After just a few fragments, Ji Yuan lying on the bed frowned slightly, and his mind and consciousness regained control of his thoughts in his sleep.
The dream began to change, transforming into a vast world, mountains, rivers, and lakes, and then into the vast mountain range in front of the earth vein crack that day.
Ji Yuan was still standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the demons around him, but there were no monks from Xianxia Island fighting with them, only the scene of demons dancing wildly.
"Heavenly Sword Power."
He made a faint sound and drew the green vine sword in his dream with his sword finger.
“Zheng—”
The immortal sword instantly turned into light and rose into the sky, and then the artistic conception of mountains and rivers entrusted to the sword manifested and appeared, connecting with the power of heaven and earth. The sky was like the white light of the sword, and the sword pressed down with force as if the sky was falling.
The power of the Tianqing sword in the dream was far greater than before. Perhaps it was because the world in the dream was a manifestation of artistic conception and it was easier to use. When the Tianqing sword came out, the sky was stirred and the mountains and rivers shook. It was as if the terrible pressure of doomsday was coming.
The surrounding demons fled desperately, some even crashed to the ground, extremely frightened and like crazy. Before the sword fell, some demons were already covered in blood and turned into blood mist and disappeared. This was caused by the self-explosion of demonic energy.
Ji Yuan continued to slash his sword downwards, and demons again fell like rain. However, this time, many demons in the air turned into blood mist or burned themselves up. When they fell to the ground, none of them were intact, and all of them were destroyed.
Ji Yuan still sat down on the top of the mountain, but this time he was certainly not because he was tired. He just sat down casually and relaxedly, looking at everything around him, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Tsk tsk, how did I put it in my last life... Oh, right, it's a show of class!"
Then Ji Yuan stood up again, shook his clothes, and looked at his sleeves.
"The Heavenly Sword uses the power of heaven and earth to kill the heart, and the Sleeve of Heaven and Earth uses the power of heaven and earth to shrink the body... It's still a little bit off... To use the power of heaven and earth, you need the momentum of heaven and earth..."
His thoughts in the dream were confused, and Ji Yuan's brows outside the dream were slightly frowned.
At this moment, outside the house, in the courtyard of Ju'an Pavilion, a group of little characters have been competing against each other for a long time. They are not bored at all and are having a lot of fun. The little paper crane has been watching a group of bees busy going back and forth among the jujube tree flowers, just like a little supervisor.
A light "click..." sound made the paper cranes and the small characters in the yard focus their attention on a corner of the wall, where they saw a red fox standing up with its hair shaking from its legs slightly bent.
"See? Here comes the stupid fox!" "Uh-huh, it's rude not to knock!"
"But what if I knock on the door and the master wakes up?" "Yes, yes, it's better not to knock on the door!"
"If he sells this skin to a fur trader, it will be worth a lot of money, right?"
"Of course, this hair..."
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The whispering voices of a group of small characters reached Hu Yun's ears, causing his body to stiffen. He then jumped onto the stone table in the yard and looked around.
"Come out, everyone, come out, where are you? If you are here, the master must be back!"
Hu Yun shouted a few words to the people around him in a low voice, but the skills of hiding the small characters were not to be underestimated, and one could only hear the sound but not see the ink.
Then Hu Yun subconsciously looked towards the main house of Ju'an Pavilion. The door was closed, so he could not hear or sense anything, but Mr. Ji might be sleeping inside.
The little characters didn't come out, but the paper crane hovering in the bushes flew down and landed on the table. Hu Yun then smiled happily, thinking that Mr. Ji must have returned.
Ji Yuan left in a hurry before, and Hu Yun was sent back by Bai Qi. It has been more than a month since he returned to Niukui Mountain. He was a little worried about Ji Yuan, or perhaps he was afraid that Ji Yuan would not come back for a long time again. He had visited twice before, and the pavilion was empty both times. It was a good decision to come this time.
"When did you come back? By the way, I have something for Mr. Ji!"
Hu Yun winked at the little paper crane mysteriously, and the big fluffy tail behind him swung up and down regularly. The paper crane tilted its head to look at Hu Yun's tail, and it knew that this fox was used to hiding things there.
"Oh, what's the good stuff?"
A peaceful voice was heard from the house, and then the door was opened from the inside with a "creak", revealing Ji Yuan, who had changed into a green shirt.
"Mr. Ji! Are you back?"
"Haha, he's standing right in front of you. What's going on? Did Bai Qi bully you?"
Hu Yun shook his head like a rattle.
"No, no, Baijiang is fine. Oh, and I found something good in the mountains. I'm giving it to you, sir!"
"Hahaha...what can you find..."
Ji Yuan paused as Hu Yun used his claws to grab two nuggets of gold from the big tail behind him. Judging from their size, they must be at least half the size of a palm, and they must be very heavy.
"Hehehe, sir, mortals all like gold. It seems that Lu Shanjun took a lot of it before he left, but I couldn't find it. I was lucky this time. When I dug a rabbit nest, I dug out two pieces from it. I brought them to you!"
Ji Yuan subconsciously walked out of the yard and turned to look in the direction of Niu Kui Mountain.
"Is there a gold mine in this mountain?"
"Mr. Ji, how many copper coins are these gold worth? Is it a lot?"
Hu Yun asked, he already had an idea of the value of copper coins, but not about gold, and Ji Yuan smiled and replied when he heard this.
"It's worth a lot of money. If I spend it this way, I probably won't be able to spend it all in a hundred years."
"Oh, then sir, do you want it?"
Hu Yun handed the gold nugget to Ji Yuan as if he was presenting a treasure. The latter smiled and took it without any psychological burden.
"Yes, of course I do. I have been walking in the mortal world for quite a while, and I cannot lack money for anything."
Hu Yun, who had already prepared himself to be rejected, immediately showed his joy when he saw Ji Yuan accept it.
Ji Yuan weighed the two gold bars in his hand, which made a jingling sound. They weighed several kilograms, which would be equivalent to several hundred taels of silver. It was a huge sum of money for Ji.
Putting the gold nugget into his sleeve, Ji Yuan looked up at the top of the jujube tree, raised his sleeves and waved them upwards.
"Woo... Wow..."
A slight whistling sound came from his sleeves, as if the air in Ju'an Pavilion was rolling back towards Ji Yuan's cuffs, and all the bees on the tree were sucked over.
However, the moment the swarm of bees approached, Ji Yuan immediately dispersed his magic power, allowing the frightened bees to escape in panic.
"No, no, that's not the case..."
Even though the noise just now seemed loud, it seemed as if it was sucked in by the wind. It was like an old dragon grabbing someone with its claws, which was relatively effortless.