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It's late at night, and the moonlight from the immortal realm shines down, but it is filtered by the formation on Emerald Peak, leaving only a soft silver glow. Zhi Li sits on a simple but exquisite wooden couch, holding an ancient immortal scripture, but finds her mind restless. Feng Yan and Shue Chen have long since fallen asleep, and it seems that Dream Nini next door is also in the midst of cultivation.
"Why does tonight feel so strange?" Zhi Li wonders to herself.
Putting down the immortal scripture, Zhi Li slowly closed her eyes and began to adjust her breathing. Before long, she entered into a dream.
The world in the dream was particularly shocking. On the boundless earth, a set of white bones suddenly began to shake. A faint black mist surrounded the bones, gradually condensing into a human form. This person, or rather, this monster, stood coldly, with eyes full of fireworks and coldness.
Zhi Li felt a wave of tension, as if she should stop him, but she couldn't move.
In an instant, the dream scene changed.
Zhi Li She found herself holding a quaint and spiritual sword in her hand.
She stood in front of an ancient altar, facing a man in a black robe with eyes that shone like torches. Despite his imposing presence, his eyes were filled with endless loneliness and despair.
"You will pay for what you've done today," the man said coldly.
Zhi Li said nothing, and without hesitation, she thrust her sword into the man's heart.
"Shoo—" The sword energy pierced through the heart, and the man's body shuddered, then slowly fell down.
"Why? Why am I in so much pain?" Zhi Li wailed in her heart, even though she had just pierced the other person's heart, her own heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a sword, the pain was indescribable.
Zhi Li suddenly woke up, drenched in cold sweat. She quickly sat up and found that Dreamy was also awake, sitting at the edge of the bed.
" Zhi Li, are you okay?" Dreamy asked.
"I had a very strange dream, with white bones and a strange man," Zhi Li replied solemnly.
"Dreams may not just be dreams. Have you been feeling like many things are closely connected to your destiny recently?" Dreamni said with a serious expression.
Zhi Li nodded, "Yes. The dream was too realistic, as if it had something to tell me, but I couldn't understand it coherently."
"Perhaps this is a premonition, a kind of prediction of the future or the past. Zhi Li, your Purple Pupil has the power to foresee the future, and such dreams may be a warning from your subconscious," Dreamni said with deep concern.
Zhi Li took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions. "Maybe, but that strange man, that sword, and that heart all make me feel an indescribable unease."
Looking at Zhi Li's tired and confused eyes, Dreamy fell silent for a moment before finally speaking. "Dreams are usually not just illusions, especially for someone like you with special abilities. That man, that sword, and that heart may all be some kind of symbol or hint. You should try to understand them instead of avoiding the topic."
Zhi Li After listening, I felt a sense of unease and nodded, "Hmm, I will pay attention. But right now, I feel very tired. Perhaps I should rest for a while."
Meng Ni glanced out the window, where moonlight cascaded like a waterfall into every corner of the room, enveloping the entire space in a layer of faint silver light.
She responded softly, "Okay, rest well. If you feel uncomfortable, call me anytime." Her tone revealed an indescribable concern and worry.
Dreamy gently closed the door and stepped out of Zhi Li's residence. A light breeze passed by, carrying the unique floral scent of the fairy realm, but Dreamy felt a hint of unease in her heart. In the impending turmoil between the fairy realm and the demon realm, this unease seemed like a premonition.
As the door slowly closed, Zhi Li sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her lingering unease still unresolved.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tried to sink into the realm of dreams, but the unease in her heart and the image of that unfamiliar man remained ever-present.
In the morning, the door was gently pushed open, and Feng Yan and Shue Chen walked in, carrying a plate of steaming hot breakfast.
"Good morning, princess. I heard you had a nightmare, so I prepared some warm food for you." Feng Yan said gently.
"Thank you, you are so thoughtful," Zhi Li said with emotion, but her eyes still wandered, as if she was still thinking about everything in the dream.
After breakfast, Zhi Li decided to seek advice from teacher Muyun about this issue. After all, such a dream is too special, and perhaps she could gain some insight from him.
Teacher Muyun's room is located in a quaint wooden house at the highest point of Emerald Peak, surrounded by a strong spiritual energy, as if it is closely related to the entire fairyland.
" Muyun teacher, I've been feeling troubled lately and I hope you can give me some advice," Zhi Li stated her dream directly.
After listening, Muyun teacher fell silent for a moment, "This is indeed unusual, but dreams are sometimes just incomplete images and do not necessarily predict the future," Muyun teacher spoke with authority yet in a gentle tone.
"Teacher, how do you think I should face this dream?" Zhi Li's eyes revealed a hint of anxiety.
"Cultivation is the most important thing in the immortal realm, and dreams are a topic worth delving deeper into. After all, your Purple Pupil is extraordinary, and perhaps more incredible things will happen to you." Teacher Muyun gazed quietly at the starry sky outside, lost in thought.
"Okay, then I will focus more on my cultivation," Zhi Li nodded. She still felt a little uneasy, but she also understood the importance of cultivation.
Muyun the teacher spoke again, "Ahem, by the way, your two maids Feng Yan and Shue Chen are also quite good. The descendants of the Shaman tribe are indeed somewhat different."
Zhi Li Smiling, "Yes, they have always taken good care of me, and I am very grateful to them."
At the same time, at the boundary between the immortal realm and the demon realm, a group of deities gathered together, their expressions serious.
"Will that name, Dark Lord Ming Yu, really appear again?" asked a deity with doubt.
Sky God said in a deep voice, "This issue is very serious. Even though Ancient deities sealed him together back then, it cannot guarantee that he will sleep forever. After all, thousands of years have passed, and no one knows what might happen."
"What should we do then?" asked a goddess.
Sky GodGazing at the barrier in front of us, "Stay alert, and at the same time, we need to find the power that can stop him."
Ming Yu Standing in the darkness, his heart is filled with hatred and unwillingness. He recalls the sword that pierced his heart in the beginning, the pain and humiliation still feel like a knife cutting through him.
"But that woman has also disappeared into the river of time. This time, I will make the immortal realm pay the price." Ming Yu clenches his fists, and it seems like something is quietly stirring in the darkness.
Zhi Li sat on a huge green stone at Emerald Peak, closing her eyes and focusing on her practice. Suddenly, she felt a violent tremor, as if there had been some kind of change in the boundary between the immortal realm and the demon realm.
She nervously opened her eyes and a thought flashed through her mind: "Could that dream be a premonition of the impending crisis?"
Zhi Li For some reason, the name Ming Yu suddenly came to mind.
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