My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times-Chapter 89 - 83: Supreme, Don’t Hit the Face

He awoke from a dream.

Lu Xuan shook his groggy head. Sitting cross-legged in the Guardian Storage Room, he suddenly found himself in a daze.

After a moment, he clicked his tongue and muttered to himself,

"This place..."

Lu Xuan looked around, his heart pounding at the sight.

After opening the Form Acupoint, he looked around and saw the Guardian Storage Room was filled with a vast Dao Rhyme!

It was profound Skill! Supreme principles! The Great Dao!!

This Dao Rhyme was constantly dissipating, but it remained majestic and vast, like an ocean of mist!

A quick thought was all it took for Lu Xuan to figure it out.

’Is it because of... my master?’

’My master sat in the Guardian Storage Room for at least seven years. Did he leave behind such a powerful Dao Rhyme just by meditating?’

He observed it carefully, gradually becoming engrossed. His entire mind was captivated by these supreme principles and profound Skills.

Unfortunately, when Lu Xuan tried to analyze it, he failed. After all, it was an incomplete Dao Rhyme that had been left behind, dissipating for so long...

’If this really is a portion of the Dao Rhyme that my master left behind just from meditating, what would happen if I observed him up close with my Form Acupoint...’

Lu Xuan was eager to try.

But he immediately ran into a huge problem.

’Where am I supposed to find my master?’

After sitting dumbfounded for a while, an idea sparked in the young man’s mind. He cleared his throat and calmly spoke to the empty air,

"Master, Senior Brother Zhang was bad-mouthing you. He once told me you’re petty, and I couldn’t agree more..."

THWACK!

A harsh knock landed squarely on Lu Xuan’s forehead, and a large lump visibly swelled up.

He clutched his head and cried out in pain. Feeling that intense agony that struck deep into his soul, feeling that familiar sensation... Lu Xuan was once again in tears.

"Master, I actually had something to ask you..."

From the void, an old man’s grumpy voice sounded,

"Then why didn’t you just say so?"

As the voice faded, a figure slowly materialized in the Guardian Storage Room, dressed in ancient robes, his hair and beard completely white.

"Greetings, Master." Lu Xuan endured the pain, bowed with teary eyes, and then said with a hint of grievance,

"Master, Senior Brother Zhang was the one who said it first. You can’t just hit me and not him..."

The old man was silent for a moment before saying flatly,

"I can’t hit your Senior Brother Zhang anymore."

"What?" Lu Xuan was a bit lost, but he didn’t dwell on it. He just bowed to the old man again and then scurried forward.

"What are you doing?" the Old Master asked in surprise.

Lu Xuan chuckled, took a deep breath, his eyes shining brightly.

"I want to get a good look at you..."

As he spoke, he activated the Form Acupoint. The scene before him, the person before him, changed abruptly.

The young man froze.

He saw an ocean.

An infinite ocean woven purely from Dao and principles.

The great ocean filled Lu Xuan’s entire vision—above, below, left, right, front, and back. It was everywhere!

Terrifying yet pure Dao and principles washed over Lu Xuan’s mind with frantic intensity.

He was like a drowning man, struggling violently within it, desperately trying to look away but unable to!

In a trance, Lu Xuan saw Continuity, saw Existence, saw the Interplay of Cause and Effect, and all sorts of other fundamental Great Daos!

He saw... everything!

THUMP!

Following a muffled thump, a finger gently flicked Lu Xuan’s forehead. He snapped out of it, instantly feeling a chill surge from his tailbone and spread throughout his body!

As he came to his senses, the infinite ocean of pure Dao and principles that had filled his vision dissipated, revealing its true form.

A single strand of his beard.

What he had just been staring at was a single strand of his master’s beard.

And that vast, boundless ocean had been formed from just that single strand.

Lu Xuan stood frozen on the spot.

’Master... just what kind of Existence is he??’

’A single strand from his three thousand hairs, not even a part of his true Physique, just one strand, contains the Infinite Dao, the Infinite Dharma, and encompasses all of creation!!!’

He felt a little dazed.

"You child, you’ve got quite some nerve." The Old Master frowned slightly and asked, "Xiaoxuan, were you just trying to analyze me? How did you do that?"

He was bewildered. He hadn’t taught the boy any such Divine Techniques, had he?

Yet the boy’s gaze just now clearly held the quality of a Great Divine Technique—analyzing, perceiving, and understanding all things...

Lu Xuan snapped back to his senses, shrank his neck, and stammered,

"I just, I just saw it..."

"Saw it?" The Old Master paused, a guess forming in his mind.

’Hm?’

Frowning slightly, the old man asked casually, as if just probing,

"How did you see it? What did you use to see?"

"With an Acupoint," Lu Xuan answered honestly. "I call it the Form Acupoint. It’s the three hundred and sixty-first Acupoint I pioneered, and I came upon it by a stroke of luck..."

After a moment of thought, he described it further,

"This Acupoint is incredible. It can see the true nature of things, their source, and sometimes even their brief future and past. I just had a whim and decided to take a look at you..."

The Supreme’s expression stiffened.

After a moment, he coughed softly.

"Oh, the Form Acupoint. Not bad, not bad at all..."

As he spoke, the Supreme seemed a bit lost in thought. ’This kid... he always manages to surprise me in new ways...’

But this surprise was particularly big.

Lu Xuan scratched his head sheepishly, grinning foolishly.

"I didn’t know if I should call it the Form Acupoint. I couldn’t think of a good name, so I just called it that... Master, what’s the real name for this Acupoint?"

The Old Master gave him a long, deep look and said,

"You can just call it the Form Acupoint. There’s no major difference."

"Yes, Master."

After another long silence, the old man couldn’t hold back anymore and asked again,

"How did you open this Acupoint? I recall that you’d already reached an epiphany by the Celestial River, under the stars of the Circulation. The five acupoints should correspond to the five organs, so how..."

Even he was baffled at this moment. The Form Acupoint, or rather... the Unhindered Purified Celestial Eye Wisdom Divine Techniques.

It was said that this eye could perceive everything across the ten directions, above and below, throughout all the Celestial Realms and All Realms, in all worlds existent and non-existent. It could see the endless living beings, their passages from this life to the next, their paths of good and evil, their fortunes and their sins, all of history, all of the past, every possible future, and even the true origin of all creation.

This was a Great Divine Technique, and also a great blessing.

Among all the Immortals and Buddhas in the heavens, only those at the supreme level and those born before the Creation of Heaven and Earth had attained this Dao!

"Oh, that."

Lu Xuan now began to explain honestly,

"This is actually what I wanted to talk to you about. And I have my Third Martial Uncle to thank for it!"

"What does this have to do with your Third Martial Uncle?" The Old Master was surprised, his expression shifting slightly.

At the same time, in a certain Daoist Palace, a certain Lame Daoist shivered and muttered to himself,

’Something’s not right. Something is eleven-tenths not right... A sudden premonition, a chill all over my body. Is a tribulation about to befall me?’

As he muttered, the Daoist frowned.

"I am the master of all tribulations under heaven. What kind of tribulation, what kind of ordeal, would dare to come for me?"

He couldn’t figure it out for the life of him.

Meanwhile, back in the Guardian Storage Room.

Lu Xuan gave an honest, simple-minded smile.

"Third Martial Uncle sent two gifts. One was a calligraphy scroll. The characters on it must have been written by him. I clearly only saw individual characters on the scroll, but it was as if I saw a world-ending Daoist, a single sword dance bringing Nirvana to the universe..."

He paused, not noticing his master’s darkening expression, and just continued on honestly,

"Then I had an inspiration. If ordinary words could contain the concepts of Nirvana, destruction, and finality, what about everything else in the world? I thought about it carefully, had an epiphany, and pioneered the Form Acupoint..."

"What was the calligraphy scroll? And what was the other item your Third Martial Uncle sent you?" the Old Master asked lightly.

Lu Xuan paused, then answered,

"These two items."

As he spoke, with a thought, the Heaven-Reaching Fishing Drum and the Master’s Token appeared in his palm.

Lu Xuan handed the two items over while softly explaining,

"Last time, the people from Guangcheng Palace came looking for me. They weren’t actually there to cause trouble. They wanted me to go back and become some kind of patriarch, to take the Master of Jade Void as my teacher..."

The Old Master’s mouth twitched. He looked at the contents of the Master’s Token, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably, and fell silent.

「At that very moment.」

From the Thirty-Three Celestial Realms above to the Nine Nether and Yellow Springs below, across all the Celestial Realms and every other realm,

black clouds blotted out the sky, the firmament trembled, all of creation panicked, and all living beings were terrified,

the ranks of Immortals cowered, legions of Buddhas shivered, and the Celestial Court and Spirit Mountain seemed on the verge of collapse!

Everything even became illusory, unreal, as if in a dream.

This terrifying scene dissipated in less than an Instant, making countless Immortals and Buddhas think it was just an illusion.

Inside the Guardian Storage Room.

Lu Xuan dazedly scratched his head. Looking at his silent master, he asked cautiously,

"Master, are you..."

The Old Master came back to his senses and smilingly handed the Heaven-Reaching Fishing Drum and Master’s Token back.

"Since your Third Martial Uncle gave them to you, you should hold onto them."

After taking the two items, Lu Xuan couldn’t help but shiver. He felt that his master’s smile was a bit creepy, a bit cold...

The Old Master then patted the boy’s head kindly and said,

"If you have any questions in the future, just come and ask me. Don’t be shy. I am your master."

He emphasized the word "master" so heavily it almost sounded like he was grinding his teeth.

Then, the old man continued,

"Alright, if there’s nothing else, you can go back for now. I have some miscellaneous things to take care of."

Lu Xuan didn’t think much of it and bowed respectfully.

"Yes, Master."

With that, his figure slowly, gradually faded from the Guardian Storage Room.

After the young man had left, the smile on the Old Master’s face grew brighter and more dangerous.

"Good, good, good..."

He chuckled to himself,

"A fine move, Primordial. A fine move, Spirit Treasure..."

As his voice fell, in two ancient Daoist Palaces, both the Blind Daoist and the Lame Daoist had a bad feeling and felt a sudden chill.

A bone-piercing chill.

「That same day.」

The Immortals and Buddhas saw a majestic Daoist Palace in the East fall from the sky trailing a huge cloud of dust. In the South, a vast bagua diagram unfolded, chasing after three or four familiar-looking longswords and smashing them wildly.

Occasionally, a voice or two could be heard echoing through the nine heavens and ten earths,

mostly saying things like "You and I are one and the same," "Our disciples are also one and the same," "Supreme, what gives you the right," and "Supreme, let’s talk this out, don’t hit the face"...

The Immortals and Buddhas lowered their gaze, not daring to look, not daring to listen, and no one dared to speak.

A few days later, some Immortals and Buddhas noticed that the Big Black Bull from Biyou Palace had a broken horn, and its face was badly swollen, bearing the clear imprint of a palm strike that radiated with the patterns of the Great Dao.

Even the bull got slapped. As for the Spirit Treasure Great Heavenly Venerate and the Primordial Great Celestial Venerable...

It was too terrifying to even think about.

......

「The next morning.」

A young man and a young woman sat around the dining table, quietly eating breakfast in the faint morning sunlight.

"Xiaolu, this egg pancake is delicious, try some!"

"Xiaolu, this fried dough stick is so crispy, try it!"

"Xiaolu, this scallion pancake is super tasty too, quick, try it!"

"Xiaolu, Xiaolu, and this too..."

Lu Xuan hadn’t even had a chance to move his chopsticks before the girl had already fed him his fill.

This scene had been playing out for over a month.

He washed down the jumble of food in his mouth with some soy milk and mumbled indistinctly,

"Xiaoyan, you should eat more. I’m full, I’m really full..."

Yan Jiangxue was wearing a simple outfit of shorts and a short-sleeved shirt today. She propped her head up with her small, fair hands, revealing two small canine teeth as she smiled happily.

"I eat way more than you, Xiaolu! You have such a small appetite!"

Lu Xuan shook his head helplessly, swallowed the food in his mouth completely, and let out a burp.

"You, you..."

He reached out by habit and pinched Xiaoyan’s soft cheeks.

She pouted unhappily.

"I told you not to pinch them! Pinching my cheeks will make them fatter!"

"Alright, alright, I won’t pinch, I won’t pinch..." As he said this, Lu Xuan couldn’t resist and gave her another pinch.

Xiaoyan’s cheeks were just too soft. Especially when she puffed them out in a pout, they felt like cool, smooth jade.

The girl rolled her eyes prettily.

"Xiaolu, you’re such a..."

Before she could finish, the villa’s main door was pushed open.

The two of them looked over and saw clearly who it was: Ao Chengzhong.

Ao Chengzhong’s expression was solemn and his steps were hurried. He walked over in just a few strides.

"The ruins are about to open."

Lu Xuan’s eyes narrowed sharply.