Chapter 3 Dream

The resources of the family are limited. Even if it is a monarch that has been passed down for hundreds of years, it is far from squandering resources at will. Therefore, the resources in the family can only be owned by the children of the family with high cultivation talent, and the children of the family who do not have high cultivation talent will be freely assigned to all levels of the family. , and then lived the rest of his life in the contemptuous eyes of others.

The complete awakening of Yuanli has opened the way to practice for everyone. The process of laying the foundation from the ages of 12 to 16 is neither long nor short. In the four years, some people have high cornerstones and some people have low cornerstones, which leads to the fourth level of warriors as soon as Yuanli wakes up at the final coming-of-age ceremony. Strength, and more people are just barely stepping into the ranks of warriors.

However, the level of the cornerstone does not fully explain everything. The resources of the family are limited. If you invest resources, you must see the reward and see the strength of the people increase.

So after the coming-of-age ceremony, the family will roughly allocate the limited resources of the family according to the height and potential of the cornerstone, but this is only temporary, and the amount of family resources allocated will be determined a year later by the achievements of the people who have experienced a year of real practice. Only in this way can The resources of the family can be used in places that should be used. At the same time, this year will also be a time for the strength of newly adult people to soar.

Because of low strength, it means that there is a lot of room for improvement, and it also means that the strength can be improved quickly.

Jun Lintian didn't know how he got back to his room. He only felt that at the moment when he was wrapped in the dazzling sea of light on the altar, the cold feeling around him was like ice and melted silently. He seemed to see spring, and everywhere was full of a strong breath of life. At the same time, Jun Lintian felt When it comes to warmth and peace of mind, yes, it has been four years. For the first time in four years, Jun Lintian has returned the feeling of childhood, happiness, satisfaction and happiness.

Lying quietly **, his eyelids were as heavy as mountains, and Jun Lintian gradually fell into a deep sleep.

In his sleep, Jun Lintian had a dream, a strange but real dream!

In the real dream, it is still a sea of light. The warm light is like a blue wave, ripples, and it is also like the strings that have been stirred, which are gently seductive. Jun Lintian feels that he is invuling at this moment, and every cell of his body is cheering. Inexplicably, he suddenly feels that Maybe this is happiness.

Every cell of the body is bathed in soft light, as if a lazy kitten is greedily enjoying the warm sunshine from winter. On that handsome excessive face, there is a faint smile of satisfaction. Jun Lintian looks around everything around him, and suddenly in front of him, at the end of Junlintian's sight. A soft light gathered together, and a vague figure shone out in the soft light.

The vague figure seems to have crossed hundreds of millions of spaces in an instant, and in just a blink of an eye, it has come to the king of heaven.

This is an old man. His wrinkled face is filled with a kind smile. His deep eyes are like the shining Big Dipper in the night, revealing a vicissitudes and wisdom. His windless and automatic silver hair moves regularly as if there is life. The old man is thin, wearing a gray and white robe. The robe is ancient but Clean, the robe was engraved with mysterious patterns. At the same time, Jun Lintian was surprised to find that the mysterious old man in front of him was hanging in the air.

"Senior...you..."

Jun Lintian looked at the real dream in front of him. He didn't know whether he was in a dream or real now.

The old man smiled kindly and looked at the dull King Lintian quietly. After a long time, the old man slowly said, "Son, what's your name?"

"King Lintian!"

I don't know what's going on. In the face of the old man in front of him, Jun Lintian subconsciously answered the question, as if the person standing in front of him was his closest relative. In such an incredible environment, in the face of a stranger he had never seen before, Jun Lintian could not feel the slightest vigilance in his heart.

"King Lintian? Ha ha, that's good..." The old man said with a thoughtful smile.

At this moment, Jun Lintian is confused, "Is it good?" For what the old man wanted to express, Jun Lintian couldn't catch a trace of it. It seemed that the old man's every move seemed so inexplicable.

The old man smiled slightly, as if looking at his descendants, and gently stared at the king Lintian in front of him. A moment later, the old man said in the voice of the ancient vicissitudes: "How many years, when the 'Yuanli' appeared, the ancient cultivation system had already submerged in the dust of history and years and once dominated the world. The skills and the strong inside disappeared one after another with the long river of history. Originally, the old man thought that 'ancient' had become a record in history books. The power of ancient times could no longer bloom in this colorful modern era. However..." Speaking of this, the old man looked quietly and carefully again. In front of him, the smile on the folded face was stronger, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes also deepened with the old man's smile. The old man looked at Jun Lintian standing in front of him as if he were dying, and said with a little excitement, "However, I didn't expect that it could reappear on the mainland now." Ancient God's body, Jun Lintian, can you help me fulfill my wish?"

The old man looked at the handsome and almost demonic king Lintian full of hope, and there was a little plea in his deep eyes.

"Your wish?"

"Yes, I have exhausted my wishes that have not been fulfilled in my life. I want the power of 'ancient' to bloom again on this continent full of vitality and countless lives. I want to reproduce the prosperity of ancient supreme power." The old man's eyes showed unprecedented firmness. In the eyes of Jun Lintian, the old man at this moment is like a young man with dreams and full of fighting spirit.

"Reprodite the ancient power, but I'm just a waste!"

When talking about the word waste body, Jun Lintian's original happy and satisfied heart suddenly surged up with a layer of haze, which lingered. In the haze, it was countless ridicule, insults, insults that Jun Lintian had silently endured for four years... and that slang face.

"Waste?" The old man was obviously stunned, and then suddenly burst into an unscrupulous smile on his face and suddenly realized, "Ha ha... In ancient times, there was no 'Yuanli', so all the ancient constitutions could not carry Yuanli. In today's era, such a situation is indeed a waste body, but... Although the body can't bear it Zai Yuanli, but as an ancient physique, you can rely on ancient practice methods to open your own power treasures one by one.

In the end, a trace of solemnity appeared on the old man's face, because in today's era, the ancient methods of practice and various ancient constitutions have long been extinct, and since a species or a system has been extinct, there must be reasons and reasons for its extinction. Those deep eyes , staring at Jun Lintian, who is trying to think, and said in a low voice, "The ancient power, called 'deserness', is gained by opening the various 'power abyss' of the human body, but this power is too powerful. Once anything exceeds a certain limit, it only brings the word 'destruction', no It's a foreign object, or itself!" Speaking of this, the old man did not continue to say, because this is the reason for the prosperity of 'Yuanli'.

The old man stared solemnly and quietly waited for Jun Lintian's answer. After a long time, Jun Lintian, who frowned, suddenly raised his eyebrows and meditated. He wanted someone to bite his face and asked worriedly, "So, I can practice. Am I not a waste?"

In the face of Jun Lintian's question, the old man suddenly felt that the world was spinning, which was thunderous. At this moment, the old man found that he had said so much that the boy in front of him was still limited by the fixed way of thinking in today's era, but he also felt normal when he thought, "If he could not carry the power, he could not carry out any repair. OK, it's a rare waste in a thousand years!" After all, this is common sense that has been poured from birth, especially in the four years from the age of 12 to 16, such cognition has long been deeply rooted and unforgettable in Jun Lintian's heart, so it is impossible or extremely difficult to let Jun Lintian break this fixed thinking in just a few words. Difficult.

The old man smiled helplessly and then nodded gently, but when he saw Jun Lintian's still questioning eyes, the old man instantly dispersed his relaxed expression and said in a firm and without any hesitation tone: "As an 'ancient god', you can definitely practice, but you don't rely on Yuanli to practice. That's all."

The old man's last firm words made Jun Lintian believe the old man without any reason. At the same time, Jun Lintian suddenly felt that there seemed to be something more on the middle finger of his left hand. He looked down and saw that it was a bloody ring, simple and unpretentious, but it faintly revealed ancient and vicissitudes.

The old man in front of him suddenly disappeared, but the familiar voice echoed in Jun Lintian's mind: "Lintian, you will be my 'anmu' disciple in the future!"

"Teacher?" Jun Lintian muttered, and his dark eyes looked at the world full of light around him. At this moment, everything in his vision seemed so dreamy. There was a trace of confusion in Jun Lintian's eyes. After a long time, Jun Lintian whispered again: "Is all this a dream?"

He twisted hard on his thigh. Jun Lintian did not feel any pain. Immediately, he lost and self-deprecating floated on the handsome face. He had dreams day and night. Only then did Jun Lintian be sure that everything was just his own delusion. This world of light gradually faded, and then began to collapse, and Jun Lintian's consciousness returned to his body.

Wake up from the dream!

Difficultly opened the heavy eyelids. The next day's morning sun has shone into the king's room through doors and windows, casting mottled light spots on the wooden ground. Each light spot is like a beating elf, cheering, seemingly with infinite vitality and vitality. Xi, all this is in contrast to the heart of Jun Lintian.

"You're awake, Lintian!"

The mother's familiar voice came to Jun Lintian's ear. Jun Lintian struggled to support his tired body from **, but when the residual light from the corner of Jun Lintian's eyes flashed from the middle finger of his left hand, his heart suddenly convulsed, because he suddenly found that there was a bloody and simple ring there. .