Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 939 Dreaming Back to Central Plains

Jing Yu was in a dilemma. Guan Lingxiao's imprisonment in the Tianmang Sect was already a fait accompli. If he were to be charged with having an affair with the eldest daughter of the Ling family, he would probably face certain death.

He was merely a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if his combat strength reached the Cave Heaven level, how could he possibly rescue his eldest disciple from such a heavily guarded position? That was a pipe dream.

Or perhaps we should ask Zhong Hedao or Xiao Buyi to intercede? I'm afraid that won't work either, as a mere Celestial Immortal probably doesn't have that kind of influence... Otherwise, the One-String Sword Immortal of the [Formless Sword Sound Sect] would have already gotten Guan Lingxiao out of trouble.

But he couldn't just sit idly by and do nothing about his own disciple. Jing Yu racked his brains, but still didn't know what to do.

"Fellow Daoists, if this situation continues... then is there really no hope for sword cultivators?" Jing Yu asked, unwilling to give up.

"That must be the case, after all, it concerns the reputation of the two great True Immortal forces."

One of them laughed and took out a jade pot from his storage bag: "Fellow Daoist, we hit it off immediately. I've already drunk your spiritual wine. This pot contains local black tea from my hometown. Please try it."

You can't hit someone who's smiling, so Jing Yu took the pot of black tea, took a small sip, and immediately realized something was wrong.

This black tea contains a lot of sleeping pills that can directly target the soul and cause people to fall asleep. It's not that it's poisonous, but it has no other use than to knock people out.

However, the drug used by a mere Nascent Soul cultivator was naturally not very potent. Jing Yu's divine sense was already at the genuine Cave Heaven level, and with the [Divine Source Tribulation Lightning] protecting his sea of ​​consciousness, this drug was naturally ineffective against him. With just a casual stimulation of his divine sense, the drug's power that had invaded his sea of ​​consciousness was dispersed.

Jing Yu immediately understood the crux of the matter, and a chill ran down her spine: "It seems that the [Peerless Beauty] destiny really shouldn't be used too often. I'm afraid this cultivator has already harbored ill intentions towards me..."

So he quickly removed the "Alluring Beauty" destiny from his own destiny chart.

The cultivator had been waiting for the sleeping potion in the red tea to take effect, but seeing that the handsome young man before him remained awake, he was beginning to feel disappointed. However, he suddenly realized that the young man seemed to have lost his original captivating charm, and couldn't help but wonder:

"Hmm? Why does this person seem so unremarkable after all..."

Taking advantage of the two's momentary daze, Jing Yu quickly left the restaurant under a pretext, found a temporary cave dwelling very close to the inner city of the Tianmang Sect, and began to consider her next move:

"Regardless, we still need to find a way to contact Ling Xiao and find out the whole story..."

A communication talisman is definitely not going to work; it would probably be intercepted before it even reaches Guan Lingxiao.

Communication by divine thought? That won't work either, as major powers have formations in their key locations to isolate divine thoughts.

After thinking it over, Jing Yu's eyes suddenly lit up—

Communicating in dreams!

My own in-depth study of the [Divine Dream Law] has come in handy right now!

Since the [Divine Dream Dao Venerable] attained enlightenment, even beings at the Dao Venerable level have dreams. As long as I time it right and wait for Guan Lingxiao to fall asleep, I can quietly enter his dream and connect with him.

Jing Yu had also considered forcibly pulling Guan Lingxiao into her [Divine Dream Realm]—but this method required her divine sense to be far stronger than the other party's, and she had to fully activate the Divine Dream Law... In the important area of ​​the True Immortal lineage, even the slightest fluctuation of the law would attract the attention of high-level cultivators, and she could easily get caught up in it.

Subtly infiltrating another's dream through one's own consciousness is a form of erosion of consciousness, leaving no trace of laws or supernatural powers—but the corresponding price is that one's consciousness remaining in another's dream is extremely weak, unable to withstand any damage, and far less powerful than when on home turf.

"Never mind, it was just a brief exchange. Besides, Ling Xiao wouldn't possibly harm his master, would he?"

Jing Yu twisted the causal thread and secretly activated the [Mysterious Mirror] in her dantian. Soon, she saw Guan Lingxiao in the mirror.

At this moment, Guan Lingxiao seemed to be imprisoned in a dark dungeon. Unlike what Jing Yu had imagined, although the dungeon looked simple, there were no signs of torture on Guan Lingxiao's body. He looked perfectly fine and did not seem to be seriously injured.

It seems that the Tianmang Sect simply locked him up without any particular torture.

Jing Yu waited quietly. After about five hours, Guan Lingxiao walked to the only stone bed in the dungeon, lay down, closed his eyes, and began to fall into a deep sleep.

"That's it!"

Jing Yu nodded, cut off the image in the mirror, and then sat cross-legged. His divine sense slowly expanded in his sea of ​​consciousness, and a virtual dream world slowly unfolded above his head like a scroll painting.

At the same time, countless points of light rose throughout Tianmang City, and only Jing Yu at this moment could "see" these points of light in a mysterious way.

He knew that each "spot of light" here represented a completely different "dream".

About fifteen minutes later, a point of light quietly rose in a dark dungeon in the inner city of Tianmang.

Jing Yu knew that Guan Lingxiao was now dreaming.

Suddenly, a tiny figure, purely constructed from consciousness, jumped out of the [scroll] representing Jing Yu's dream world. It quickly passed through layers of magical restrictions and entered the [spot of light] above the forehead of the sleeping Guan Lingxiao.

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Jing Yu entered Guan Lingxiao's dream world and transformed into her original form.

His feet were firmly planted on the ground. Looking around, he realized that this place seemed to be on a fairy mountain.

Then, gazing into the distance, one could see many cultivators riding flying swords and magical artifacts, shuttling through the air, with occasional cranes, eagles, and other spirit beasts flying by.

"This is...the Diquan Peak of the Xuan Ce Sect in the Central Continent?"

Jing Yu murmured nostalgically, "Is Ling Xiao dreaming of his youth when he was cultivating at the Xuan Ce Sect?"

Invading someone else's dream doesn't allow you to construct a scene or determine where you are; it all depends on what the other person is dreaming about. The only thing Jing Yu can do is adjust her own consciousness to a limited extent to better integrate into the dream.

He was here to see Guan Lingxiao, so there was no need to hide anything. He simply showed his true self and followed the mountain path of Diquan Peak upwards. Sure enough, in front of a bamboo hut halfway up the mountain, he saw a blind boy with his eyes covered by a black cloth, practicing swordsmanship with a wooden sword.

"It really is Ling Xiao in his youth..." Jing Yuxin realized.

At this moment, although the young Guan Lingxiao already had the cultivation level of Foundation Establishment, he was not practicing sword control techniques, but instead was constantly practicing a mortal sword technique.

As Jing Yu's footsteps sounded, Guan Lingxiao's ears twitched, and his divine sense extended out, discovering Jing Yu. A smile involuntarily appeared on his face: "Master!"

"Haha, Ling Xiao, it's been so long since we, master and disciple, have met! Listen to me..." Jing Yu smiled and was about to say something when another person, who looked exactly like him, walked out from another mountain path.

"Huh? Two masters?" Guan Lingxiao stared blankly at the two Jing Yus, their eyes wide open. The overwhelming sense of unreality began to affect the continuation of the dream.

The young man Guan Lingxiao before them gradually matured, and his Foundation Establishment cultivation level began to rise steadily, soaring from Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Deity Transformation, eventually returning to the Cave Heaven realm!

At this moment, Guan Lingxiao's face was full of killing intent, and his fingertips made a "swoosh" sound as several sharp sword energies burst forth: "So it's the inner demons and delusions... Slash!"

"No, disciple, I..."

Just as Jing Yu was about to explain, a dazzling sword aura was already upon him. He felt everything go black before his eyes, and his last shred of consciousness was completely shattered.