116: Yunzhong City, Li Yan's statue? !
He still hasn't escaped the dream, left reality…
Li Yan pondered for a moment, then looked at the Dragon Tiger Immortal beside him.
Speaking of which, he was the owner of this dream, and he was the protagonist this time.
But what regrets did this old rascal have that needed to be remedied, what needed to be changed?
Li Yan thought for a moment: “Onyue, Zenmatsu, I need to speak with Dragon Tiger Immortal alone.”
“Yes!”
The two female Disciples didn't ask further and left on their own.
When Dragon Tiger Immortal heard this, he waved his hands repeatedly in fright: “Immortal! Before you, Junior wouldn't dare to call himself Dragon Tiger Immortal.”
“Junior Zhang Jiu, you can just call me Little Zhang.”
When Li Yan heard Dragon Tiger Immortal refer to himself as [Zhang Jiu], he was slightly startled.
Zhang Jiu?
Isn't that Zhang Jiu, Immortal Master Zhang, the sole successor of Dragon Tiger Mountain thirty thousand years later?
A coincidence? Or the same name? Or…
Li Yan was silent for a while, then asked: “Immortal Master Zhang, do you still have any concerns?”
Dragon Tiger Immortal, this Great Ascension Stage Immortal, felt flattered by Li Yan's question.
He hadn't expected the Immortal to still care for him, which filled Dragon Tiger Immortal with both surprise and joy, and he quickly cupped his hands in greeting.
“Immortal is truly prescient, Junior does indeed have a concern.”
“Junior's Lifespan is nearing its end, and I have been unable to sense the Heavenly Tribulation and Ascend to the Upper Realm.”
“I fear my time is short, and I will have to choose to pass away and enter Reincarnation.”
After hearing Dragon Tiger Immortal's words, Li Yan frowned slightly. Could it be that this Dragon Tiger Immortal is the Immortal Master Zhang of later generations?
Is Immortal Master Zhang the Reincarnation of Dragon Tiger Immortal thirty thousand years later?
During this period, he must have gone through dozens, even hundreds of Reincarnations…
Looking at the old rascal's somewhat worried expression, Li Yan guessed his concern.
“Immortal Master Zhang.”
“When morning dew condenses, one knows gathering and parting; where autumn leaves fall, one comprehends Reincarnation. Look at the flowing spring in the mountains, it trickles on and on, eventually entering the rivers and seas to become new waves. When the bright moon shines on new moss in the future, you and I shall naturally meet again by the River of Reincarnation, to brew cloud tea and discuss profound mysteries.”
Li Yan's few brief words made Dragon Tiger Immortal's eyes light up.
He understood the deeper meaning: the Immortal was hinting that they would meet again in the future.
Even if he entered Reincarnation, he would still have a chance to reunite with the Immortal.
Dragon Tiger Immortal stroked his pale beard, savoring Li Yan's words.
“When morning dew condenses, one knows gathering and parting; where autumn leaves fall, one comprehends Reincarnation…”
“Immortal, Junior has been enlightened.”
“If I can meet the Immortal again after several Reincarnations, I humbly request the Immortal to accept me as a Disciple!”
Li Yan smiled without speaking, which was taken as an implicit agreement.
Moreover, he knew very well that he would meet the Reincarnation of Dragon Tiger Immortal, Immortal Master Zhang, more than thirty thousand years later.
Dragon Tiger Immortal lifted his long robe and knelt on both knees: “Immortal, please accept Junior's bow!”
[You have fulfilled the last wish of Dragon Tiger Immortal Zhang Jiu, and he will peacefully pass away and enter Reincarnation.]
[The dream is dissipating.]
[Side effect: Falsehood.]
[Side effect rectified: Altered history.]
Li Yan stood there, finding his body unable to move.
Everything around him also began to change.
The original Mi Mountain became a plain, surrounded by mountain ranges, and the Spiritual Qi mist from the Ten Thousand Mountains gathered here, bringing abundant Spiritual Qi.
Someone placed a sign here, naming it [Cloud City].
Li Yan was like a witness to history, watching the scenery before him constantly change.
Time seemed to accelerate ten thousandfold, and he could only be a transparent spectator, watching the historical changes of these tens of thousands of years.
Cloud City rose from a plain, and Onyue and Zenmatsu Fairy each founded two major Sects.
[Yuehua Sword Sect] and [Tianshu Hall].
Centered around these two Sects, Cloud City has continuously expanded over the past thirty thousand years, becoming a Holy Land for cultivation.
Cloud City is divided into eastern and western districts, with Vermillion Bird Avenue as its central line.
The eastern district is governed by Onyx Moon Fairy's Yuehua Sword Sect, while the western district is controlled by Zenmatsu Fairy's Tianshu Hall.
Li Yan also watched as towering buildings rose from the ground, and this barren land developed into a cultivation Holy Land—Cloud City.
As the scenery before him began to twist and deform, Li Yan's hollow eyes gradually regained a trace of clarity, meaning he was waking from the dream.
When he breathed his first breath of fresh air, a rich Spiritual Qi surged into his abdomen.
This exhilarating sensation, this enjoyment! This was the taste!
Li Yan looked intently and saw that the Mi Mountain before him had disappeared.
The Mishan Holy Hall also no longer existed.
In the dream, the Overseer Serpent had moved the entire Mi Mountain away; back in reality, there were no longer mountains here, but a huge plain.
Moreover, the Age of Dharma Decline seemed not to have occurred?
Li Yan looked intently and saw a new city built on the plain before him.
He could see people walking in the city, and countless Cultivators flying on swords in the sky.
Seeing this scene, Li Yan sighed: “Finally, history has been reversed, and it's no longer full of Blood Cultivators everywhere.”
“Now this Mi Mountain City… oh no, it's now renamed Cloud City.”
“The two major Sects here were both founded by my two female Disciples, and I don't know if they have already Ascended to the Upper Realm.”
Li Yan muttered to himself and began to walk down the street.
The Spiritual Qi here was abundant, unlike before when it was depleted.
The Cultivators were also relatively normal, not as fierce as they once were.
Li Yan felt a great sense of accomplishment having transformed the originally chaotic Mi Mountain City into a cultivation Holy Land.
Breathing in the abundant Spiritual Qi, his mood also became cheerful.
However, after history changed, would it have any new effects on him?
Just as Li Yan walked out of a small alley onto Vermillion Bird Avenue, he noticed that people on the street were always staring at him.
“Hmm?”
Li Yan was somewhat puzzled. Why were the common people and Cultivators along the way pointing at him?
Was there something on him?
Upon closer inspection, he was wearing a simple Daoist robe, with nothing unusual about it.
As for wearing strange clothes, he wasn't; there were several other Daoists on the street dressed exactly like him.
But why were so many people staring at him as he walked by?
Regardless of gender or age, everyone who passed by Li Yan would turn to look at him.
It was as if… he had become some household name celebrity, attracting attention wherever he went.
Just as Li Yan was puzzled, a familiar voice rang out.
“Fellow Daoist Li, I finally found you!”
That voice!
It was Zhang Jiu, Immortal Master Zhang! The Reincarnation of Dragon Tiger Immortal!
When Li Yan turned to look, Zhang Jiu hadn't changed much; he was still wearing a Daoist robe.
Seeing that Zhang Jiu hadn't changed, Li Yan felt relieved.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiu suddenly froze: “Fellow Daoist Li, your attire today… could get you beheaded.”
“Beheaded?”
Li Yan became even more confused. What was wrong with his attire?
Weren't there people on the street wearing plain Daoist robes?
Why could others wear plain Daoist robes, but for him to wear one was a capital offense punishable by beheading?
What kind of twisted logic was this?
Seeing Li Yan's puzzled expression, Zhang Jiu smiled bitterly: “It's normal that you don't understand, having just arrived in Cloud City.”
“Come, look at that.”
Following the direction of Zhang Jiu's finger, Li Yan looked towards the center of Cloud City, where there was a hundred-zhang-tall statue.
When he saw the statue, Li Yan suddenly understood.
That statue… isn't that me!