Chapter 1337: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1137 Lingering Obsession!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The dream was beautiful.

Old friends, a small bridge, flowers and grass, a pond—everything was just right, even the wind seemed to have risen for the reunion.

However, Xu Zhangqing did not indulge in it.

Just as he could not be solidified within the Great Dao Cage.

The power of the Beginning could keep him in a state of constant clarity.

On the Left Side, Wan Buyi and Li Er were talking.

Wan Buyi asked curiously, "Brother Li, you look at this pond every day—what exactly is there to see down there?"

Li Er gazed at the Shui Mian and mused, "I always feel that something is missing inside."

By this time, Xu Zhangqing had recovered from his shock.

He took a step forward and followed Li Er's gaze to look into the pond.

Just one glance, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Where was this a pond?

Beneath the water surface lay another world.

Houses.

City walls.

Streets.

Pedestrians.

Smoke rose from cooking fires.

Livestock returned to their pens.

Women washed clothes by the River.

Children chased each other through the alleys.

This was clearly a living, functioning human world.

Even, Xu Zhangqing smelled incense from within.

Wan Buyi introduced, "Brother Xu, this is Xuan Du, evolved from the Dao Ancestor's dream."

Li Er turned his head and gazed at Xu Zhangqing: "What do you think is missing there?"

Xu Zhangqing heard this and thought for a moment.

That glance just now, he had seen clearly.

Mountains and rivers, plants and trees, birds and beasts, people, incense and living beings—nothing was lacking.

But there was indeed a subtle feeling, always feeling that something was different.

After much thought, Xu Zhangqing realized: "It lacks a touch of creation!"

After speaking, his mind moved.

The power of the Beginning condensed at his fingertip into a point of creation spiritual light, like a newly born wandering fish, lightly flicking, it sank into this pond.

Although, not a single ripple appeared on the water surface.

But the human world below seemed to be illuminated, becoming even more vivid.

Xu Zhangqing smiled: "This way, nothing is lacking anymore."

Wan Buyi and Li Er smiled at each other: "Not bad, indeed nothing is lacking anymore."

Looking at the two people before him, Xu Zhangqing's smile gradually faded, and he finally couldn't help but open his mouth to ask: "So, who exactly are you?"

Wan Buyi and Li Er heard this, and both were stunned for a moment.

Wan Buyi blinked his eyes: "Brother Xu, what are you talking about?"

Li Er also looked at him; although he didn't speak, his expression was slightly surprised.

"The dream is a good dream."

Xu Zhangqing shrugged: "But I am no longer the me of the past."

If it were my former self, with the Yuan Shi Foundation not yet complete, I would surely be addicted.

But now it's different; although imprisoned in the Great Dao Cage, my foundation is complete.

Once these words were spoken, Wan Buyi laughed, Li Er also laughed, and all the Immortals around laughed.

Inside the Garden, laughter rose layer upon layer.

Listening to it, everyone seemed very happy.

Then, everyone stopped at the same time and turned their heads in unison.

More than ten, dozens of gazes all fell upon Xu Zhangqing.

But Xu Zhangqing knew that the person truly looking at him was only one.

Li Er!

Therefore, Xu Zhangqing stared straight at him.

Until now, Li Er's attitude changed: "When did you discover it?"

Xu Zhangqing replied: "My Yuan Shi Foundation is not affected by these things."

As the sound fell, the Fish Elder Sister on the bridge disappeared, the Immortals playing chess by the flower bushes disappeared, and even all the flowers and plants in the garden followed and disappeared.

Even Wan Buyi dissipated, fading away like smoke.

The entire heaven and earth, only Xu Changqing and Li Er remained, along with a single pond.

Li Er's voice became exceptionally familiar: "You truly are not simple!"

Xu Changqing trembled all over: "Dao Ancestor?!"

Li Er smiled slightly: "No, I am the Master of West Wing!"

"The master of this dream realm, the Third Demon Ancestor?"

Xu Changqing stood frozen in place, his mind in chaos: "Then these Immortals..."

"They are not fake."

Li Er, or rather the Master of West Wing, immediately explained: "They did once truly exist, only they died very long ago."

Xu Changqing stared wide-eyed: "Lao Wan, Senior Sister Yu, and the other Immortals are all dead?"

The Master of West Wing raised his head, gazing at the forty-nine Heavenly Tracks traversing the Void: "Their flesh bodies indeed died, but their Dao remains.

The Dao rhymes they left behind have all transformed into everything of the Dream Xuan Du."

"So this is not just a dream..."

Xu Changqing said with a hoarse voice: "It is even more their tomb!"

The Master of West Wing nodded slightly: "You can understand it that way."

Xu Changqing's gaze was somewhat dull: "Then are they ultimately considered alive or dead?"

The Master of West Wing said indifferently: "The dream is more enduring than the flesh body, and freer than time."

Xu Changqing fell silent.

Lao Wan and the others had warmth, had movements, had memories.

But they fundamentally were not living people, rather lingering obsessions.

"Does Daoxuan know about this dream?"

"He should have some awareness, but without my permission, he cannot enter!"

"Is that so?"

"Speaking of which, it has already been a long time since a newcomer entered."

Hearing these words, Xu Changqing did not know how to respond.

After all, he himself did not want to enter either.

Before this, he did not even know of the existence of the Great Dao Cage and the Dream Xuan Du.

The Master of West Wing turned his gaze back onto Xu Changqing, asking with a hint of inquiry: "You are not an Immortal, so how were you locked into the Great Dao Cage?"

Xu Changqing said helplessly: "Daoxuan wanted to erase me, but did not succeed.

In a fit of anger, he threw me in."

The Master of West Wing let out an "Ah", feeling surprise at this.

Able to make even a Dao Venerable who commands the Long River of Time unable to erase him, the person before him was indeed extraordinary.

It seems he is the first Cultivator sent into the Great Dao Cage by a Dao Venerable, right?

Of course, as long as one has not become an Immortal, one is but a mere "mortal".

The Master of West Wing sized him up and down: "It seems you also won't last long.

A Cultivator's lifespan, at most, is only ten thousand years.

And inside the Great Dao Cage, time passes faster.

Outside only a thousand years have passed, inside ten thousand years have passed."

The terror of the Great Dao Cage, besides solidifying everything, is the time flow speed.

Anything that enters, even Immortals, must die.

Xu Changqing glanced at his thirty million plus years of lifespan, ultimately did not speak.

In the Great Dao Cage, being alive has no benefit, only endless loneliness.

Although one can gain some solace in the dream, it is merely that.

"Rest assured."

Seeing this, the Master of West Wing comforted: "Your foundation is not bad, after death I will collect your lingering Dao rhymes and integrate them into Xuan Du together.

At that time, you will also be able to reside here, and keep company with old acquaintances."

Xu Changqing tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Thanks~"

The Master of West Wing waved his hand: "No need for courtesy!"

"Uh."

Xu Changqing did not waste time on this topic.

He looked at the pond while changing the subject.

"When did it start?"

"What?"

"This Dream Xuan Du!"

The Master of West Wing stood with hands behind his back, saying in a loud voice: "From the day the first Immortal was sacrificed!"