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When the book "Rebirth Through Fire" fell into Juna's hands, she immediately felt a continuous heat flowing through her body's meridians, as if the wisdom contained in the book had silently resonated within her.
"Could this be the power of the family's soul weapon?" Juna couldn't help but marvel in her heart.
In the study, the neatly arranged sandalwood bookshelves displayed rare volumes on each shelf, while the flickering candlelight cast intriguing shadows. This place seemed like a treasure trove of knowledge, holding endless secrets and power.
Juna carefully placed "rebirth through fire" into her chest bag and immediately felt a warm breath rushing into her body. "This is the book and heart method passed down by the Nirvana Phoenix clan. I must learn and master them."
After her emotions stabilized, she chose to leave and return to her residence in order to further focus on this priceless book.
Just as she stepped out of the library, Juna seemed to catch a fleeting figure in the shadows of a corner, but it immediately disappeared.
"Could it be that I am overthinking?" Juna's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly regained her composure.
After returning to her room, Juna opened her exquisite brocade bag and took out the book "Rebirth Through Fire," then began to immerse herself wholeheartedly in studying it.
The book not only recorded the unique martial arts of the family, but also detailed some means of controlling the inner fire, which greatly piqued her interest.
"Only by truly mastering all of this, can I become a strong line of defense to protect my family and compatriots," she vowed to herself in her heart.
Moonlight shines through the curtains into the room, creating a charming play of light and shadow. Juna sits alone at the desk, tightly holding a book, with eyes full of determination and hope.
"No matter what obstacles or challenges lie ahead, I will forge ahead with courage." Juna whispers to herself, as if making a declaration of challenge to the future and destiny.
As a character not mentioned in the world of "Douluo Continent," Juna feels that every step she takes needs to be carefully considered and cautious.
She gazes at the bright moonlight outside the window and makes a decision: the next morning, she will begin practicing the new skills and knowledge she has learned to fully prepare herself to face the upcoming unknown challenges.
"A new day, a fresh start." With anticipation and hope, Juna is ready to embrace the new day.
With that, she can enter the dreamland with peace of mind. However, just as she is about to close her eyes, she suddenly feels that she has overlooked something extremely important, but she can't quite put her finger on what it is.
In her dream, she walks on an endless road, vaguely feeling herself getting closer to that forgotten important thing, but never able to touch it.
In the dream, she stands in front of an ancient Eastern temple. The temple's eaves are upturned, and the roof is adorned with delicate paper-cuttings and plaques, all engraved with mysterious Eastern symbols.
She felt a strong attraction coming from the depths of her soul, as if this temple concealed something important that she had overlooked.
"Could it be..." Juna suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment, but it was like a vague shadow that was hard to grasp.
Just as she was about to enter the temple, the dream suddenly became blurry. A melodious flute sound rang out, pulling her back to the real world.
Juna opened her eyes and saw the dawn through the window. Despite feeling a strange sense of restlessness, she couldn't recall the important hint from her dream.
On a night shrouded in thick fog, the stars shone brightly in the sky, but the moon was missing a piece, hinting at the impending unease and chaos.
This scene is like the embodiment of all future variables and tension.
In a room in Qi She, Tang San is lying on the bed, his forehead damp, tightly wrapped in a blanket.
His eyes flickered open and closed, as if engaged in a continuous struggle with some invisible force.
Finally, after a violent spasm, he fell into a deep and peculiar dream.
In the dream, the internal layout of Tang Sect, the disciples' attire, and almost everything else were just as he remembered, but with an added sense of oppression, as if he had been dragged into the depths of darkness.
This atmosphere made him feel suffocated, as if he were a mere ant attempting to shake a towering tree.
Walking on the dim stone corridor, Tang San occasionally heard a deep drum sound in his ears, like a heavy stone pressing on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.
He arrived at the entrance of a very solemn hall, where he saw two people from the Tang Sect standing there with puzzled and bewildered expressions, seemingly very confused by Tang San's appearance.
"Tang San, why did you betray the Tang Sect and run to the Yunxian Sect?" A stern voice came from deep within the hall. Speaking was a middle-aged man of tall stature and extraordinary presence.
He is the current sect leader of the Tang Sect, Mr. Tang, whom Tang San deeply respects.
"I have never betrayed, nor have I leaked the martial arts of the Tang Sect Mystical Tianbao Record to anyone," Tang San answered without hesitation, his voice filled with determination.
The sect leader's eyes were sharp as an eagle's, questioning word by word, "Is that true? Then why did you appear on the land of Yunxian Sect, and even taught Yunxuan that woman the ultimate skill of Tang Sect?"
"This is all a misunderstanding, I didn't teach her!" Tang San's fingers clenched into a fist, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and his voice carried a kind of tearing pain.
The sect leader sneered, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, then he reached out his hand and made a strange gesture. "Misunderstanding? Hahaha, what an interesting word!"
At this moment, the hall suddenly "swooshed" around, and countless concealed weapons seemed to fly out of the void, quickly shooting towards Tang San.
Tang San quickly used his light skill - Ghost Shadow Maze, his body drifting like the wind, trying to avoid the concealed weapons attacking from all directions. However, luck was not on his side, and several concealed weapons still hit him. His face twitched, feeling a sharp pain coming over him.
At that moment, Tang San suddenly woke up from his dream. A chill rose from under the bed, as if a cold wind had swept through the entire room.
He reached out to touch his face and the blanket, and found them completely soaked with sweat, as if he had just walked through a downpour.
At this moment, Tang San took a deep breath, realizing that this dream not only made him extremely uneasy, but also possibly foreshadowed a great disaster in the future.
He shook his head, picked up the water bottle on the bedside table, took a few big sips of water, and then rubbed his temples with his hand, trying to calm himself down.
At the same time, on the other side of the bed, Xiao Wu woke up groggily because of Tang San's restless movements. She rubbed her eyes and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
When Xiao Wu saw Tang San sweating profusely, a hint of unease flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but frown and ask, " Xiao San, what's wrong? You look really unwell."
Tang San's expression changed slightly, and his eyes hesitated for a moment. He finally decided not to reveal the dream he had just had to Xiao Wu, choosing to respond with a disguise, "Maybe I'm just too tired, it's nothing serious."
Xiao Wu seemed unsatisfied with this answer, but she could tell that Tang San didn't want to say more, so she decided not to ask further. She walked to the window and gently pushed it open, letting the cool night breeze into the room, hoping it would dissipate the almost palpable oppressive atmosphere inside.
"If you're feeling unwell, let's go see a doctor tomorrow," suggested Xiao Wu with concern in her eyes.
Tang San forced a smile, trying to reassure Xiao Wu, "No need, it's probably just some accumulated stress from recent intense training."
However, deep inside, Tang San was still haunted by the breathtaking dream. The sharp eyes of The head of Tang Sect and the concealed weapons flying around with a deadly aura seemed to cast an indelible shadow in his heart.
He knew that such a dream might not just be a dream, but perhaps a premonition of deeper issues.
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