Chapter 475: Cloud Hut Xiandao

"Cloud Hut Xiandao, Cloud Hut Xiandao..."

Liang Qu stood up nimbly, pacing back and forth on the boardwalk.

After spending over 25,000 Water Ze Essence, the answer finally surfaced!

Cloud Hut Xiandao!

Nine times out of ten, it was that Xiandao above the clouds!

"Cloud Hut Xiandao, Mirage Clan ancestral land... so because I eat white mist all year round, I can give birth to the Cloud Xiandao spiritual image?"

Liang Qu had once fantasized whether the pavilions and towers manifested in the white mist spat out by the Mirage Worm existed in reality.

Damn it, it really existed!

If he could be led to the Xiandao in his dreams, wouldn't he be washed by spiritual machines every day?

Observing the heavenly vision as a routine?

Liang Qu's heart pounded, his mouth dry; even though he had seen many big storms and waves, he was still excited.

A huge surprise hit his head!

The moment the Cloud Xiandao appeared for a quarter of an hour, his True Gang expanded more than three times, and the True Gang body refinement hadn't ended yet!

His physique was growing and strengthening every moment!

"Truly sitting on a treasure mountain without knowing it!"

Liang Qu held the fat worm high, overjoyed.

For the fourth evolution, the Mirage Worm's appearance changed greatly.

White jade armor covered its whole body, changing from a fat worm to a jade worm, but the touch wasn't cold, possessing the unique softness of jade.

It became handsome!

If it weren't for the fact that he encountered the Cloud Xiandao while gathering the Heavenly Water Morning Dew this time, the secret of the Mirage Worm would probably have to wait until his Water Ze Essence accumulated to over a hundred thousand and overflowed before it could be revealed!

During this period, fusing with the Water King Ape first, and the awakening of the gold-swallowing beast, would have delayed it indefinitely!

"So noisy..."

The old toad sat up from the round stone, sleepy-eyed, its white belly folded into layers of wrinkles.

Rubbing its eyes with its webbed claws, it looked around.

No one was there.

"Strange..."

The old toad was very sleepy, yawned, and lay back down.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo~"

Quiet room.

Sparks splashed, falling onto the oil lamp, and the light spread.

Liang Qu put away the fire stick, blew away the residual sulfur smell in the air, put the Mirage Worm on the wooden box, and fell into deep thought.

"The Cloud Xiandao has existed for a long time, not just once, so Martial Saints and Grandmasters must have gone to explore it; why has no one discovered it throughout the ages?

Could it be located between reality and illusion?"

Dream butterfly, dream butterfly.

The butterfly dreams of me.

I dream of the butterfly.

The Mirage Worm has no other abilities, only the talent for creating dreams; since the Cloud Hut Xiandao is the Mirage Clan ancestral land...

Perhaps there really is some incredible means to achieve it?

In addition, does the legendary Xiao Xiao Shenlong exist?

Mirage Worm, spitting mist, creating dreams, illusions...

With all kinds of means, Liang Qu really couldn't help but think of the legendary Xiao Xiao Shenlong.

"Resembling a Chi dragon, hornless with ears, red mane on its back, exhaling to form towers, appearing when rain is about to fall; if its fat is mixed with wax to make a candle, the fragrance can be smelled for a hundred paces, and the smoke coming out of it all forms the shape of towers."

But Su Guishan said that there were only three true dragons in the world...

The words of a Great Jiang Zongshi should have some degree of truth.

"Try it first."

Liang Qu had too many questions in his mind that couldn't be answered, so he prepared to ask again during the late-night snack.

The top priority was to verify the truth; was there really a normalized vision!

Ask the Mirage Worm a few questions.

The Mirage Worm nodded, then shook its head, occasionally shaking its body.

"So long..."

Liang Qu frowned.

Spitting out the white mist to lead to the Xiandao required combining special secretions, about once every eight or nine days.

In the Mirage Worm's perspective and perception, there was no danger in going to the Xiandao from the dream.

"Can the amount of one time be divided into two spits?"

The Mirage Worm shook its head.

Leading to the dream was the same principle as opening a door; if it was dispersed, the power wouldn't be enough to push the door open.

After pondering for a long time.

Liang Qu went to the courtyard to scoop up a small fish and returned to the quiet room.

"Try it!"

The Mirage Worm swelled its abdomen, spiritual light surged on its white jade shell, and it muttered something in its mouth.

This time, the mist spitting was longer than any previous time.

Almost a quarter of an hour.

A wisp of white gas was spat out.

Different from the white mist that permeated and dissipated in the past, this time, the breath was like a white whirlwind.

The whirlwind turned into a vortex, wrapping around the small fish and the Mirage Worm.

Liang Qu held his breath and watched silently.

The whirlwind flowed, the white gas dissipated, pavilions and towers emerged, and beneath the white vortex, a majestic high mountain was half-hidden, floating and sinking.

Cloud Xiandao!

In the past, when the Mirage Worm spat mist, there were only a few pavilions and towers; Liang Qu was like a blind man touching an elephant, unable to confirm.

Now he could be sure that the pavilions and towers manifested by the Mirage Worm's white mist were exactly the same as the Cloud Xiandao!

Hoo!

Light and shadow flickered in the quiet room.

The struggling small fish froze, entering dreamland with the Mirage Worm.

"Did it work?"

Liang Qu was hesitant.

On the surface, the Mirage Worm and the small fish hadn't disappeared, no different from their previous sleep.

Light and shadow flowed.

The bitterling struggled to jump, its tail slapping the ground, making a crackling sound.

The Mirage Worm opened its eyes, looked around, and found itself in the center of a huge white jade square.

The white jade floor tiles were as smooth as a mirror, reflecting its own reflection, with flowing light.

A bit cold.

The Mirage Worm's whole body tightened, and it tried hard to stretch its neck.

Directly in front was a long white jade staircase leading to the pavilions hidden in the white mist.

Behind it, white clouds flowed; it seemed to be located above the ten-thousand-zhang high sky, a vast expanse.

Apart from this, there was nothing else.

Quiet.

Dead silence.

It was not quite the same as expected; there were no other house worms.

Choosing not to climb the white jade staircase, the house worm moved its body, turned back, came to the edge of the square, and poked its head out.

Cliff.

The brown rock was as neat as if cut by a knife and axe, as if it were a giant tree growing out of the white mist.

The Mirage Worm was worried about falling, shrank back in fear, and turned to climb the white jade staircase.

White clouds drifted.

On the huge white jade square, only a large white worm was wriggling its body, moving upward one bump at a time.

Flap, flap.

The worm was tired, the frequency of its struggle slowed down, and its chest and abdomen jumped violently.

The Mirage Worm crossed the square, climbed the stairs, and was about to continue climbing when a gust of wind blew, like an autumn wind sweeping up fallen leaves, carrying the house worm, floating toward the clouds.

Open eyes.

The gold oil lamp flickered.

"Awake?"

Liang Qu recovered from the faint spiritual machine dissipating in the air and counted silently.

From sleep to awakening, the whole process took less than twenty breaths!

This was too fast!

In the past, Mirage Worm dream training could make people sleep for at least an hour!

"White jade square, climbing staircase, pavilions and towers..."

Liang Qu's spiritual link with the Mirage Worm had never been broken; the Mirage Worm was reporting to him in real-time while climbing.

And while the Mirage Worm slept, there was always a faint spiritual machine dissipating in its body.

Going to the island to swallow spiritual machines was by no means a lie!

Perhaps the Cloud Hut Xiandao really was a place where dreams existed...

Liang Qu's eyes flickered.

Unfortunately, for safety's sake, he didn't go in person this time; the next time would be a few days later.

Evolving once more might allow the Mirage Worm to recover immediately.

But waiting eight or nine days and spending 25,000 Water Ze Essence, the former was undoubtedly more cost-effective...

In the courtyard, the cross-breeze whistled.

Long Yao and Long Li moved out the tables and chairs, and Chen Xiu brought out bowls, chopsticks, dipping sauces, and side dishes.

Charcoal fire was placed under the copper stove, the clear soup was boiling, emitting a thick, clear fragrance.

Tonight's late-night snack was simple, plain chicken.

The chicken soup with the oil removed was no different from clear water, exceptionally fresh and sweet.

During the day, Uncle Su said that heavy flavors were greasy and he wanted something light for a late-night snack, so Liang Qu prepared this meal.

The authentic small local chicken killed by Mother Zhang half an hour ago was fresh.

Uncle Su scooped up a piece of chicken leg meat and chewed it, finding it tasty.

Liang Qu walked out of the corridor, moved a stool, and sat down; the Dragon Maidens hurriedly went to get bowls and chopsticks when they saw this.

"Hey, kid, not resting, why are you suddenly eating a late-night snack with me?" Uncle Su spat out a bone and smiled, squinting. "No reason, no visit."

Liang Qu reached out to take the bowls and chopsticks, inserted the chopsticks into the clear soup, and scooped up a chicken wing: "Encountered something, wanted to come to Uncle for clarification."

"Hmph, ask!"

"Does the Cloud Xiandao really exist?"

The Dragon Maidens picked up the plate, used a spoon to scoop the fresh shrimp paste into balls, and put them into the pot.

Uncle Su glanced at Liang Qu: "Kid, the questions you ask are getting trickier; in a few days, I might not be able to answer them!"

Liang Qu's eyes lit up: "Uncle, you know?"

"A little." Uncle Su picked up a shrimp ball, dipped it in seasoning, and stuffed it into his mouth, "The Cloud Xiandao existed before." ===== CHAPTER 476 =====