Dameng Dengxian Road

One thought brings about nine eons of calamity; one waking up from a dream brings three thousand eons to an end. Lin Yuan, a young man from Bluestone Academy, caught a glimpse of the secret while taking a break in class. The ancestral jade pendant in his arms turned into a fragment of the Heavenly Way, and the green seal on the palm of his hand was imprinted with the stars in the sky. From then on, he embarked on the Great Dream Immortal Path, spent twenty-eight years in the Spring and Autumn Period, cultivated the Hunyuan Taoist body, and killed the Nine Nether Heavenly Demons with his sword. **Everyone in the world of cultivation knows this**: Tao Lord Lingxu is an innate Taoist child that is rare in the ages. He built the foundation at the age of three, formed the elixir at the age of nine, and pointed his sword at the Holy Realm of Taixu at the age of twenty-eight. **But no one knows**: The mysterious sound in his ears when he made a breakthrough was originally the chirping of cicadas outside the classroom window; the so-called black and yellow aura condensed by merit values was just a ray of setting sun passing through the desk. **Until that day**: The stars outside the Nine Heavens rolled back into a cinnabar annotation, and what the natal sword chopped off was actually half a peach branch. The young man who had just woken up from his dream stared at the sword energy that was still in his palm, and suddenly saw the ink written on the rice paper: **"Thousands of years of cause and effect have finally come to nothing. It turns out that you are also... The man in the dream."** The wind and rain outside the window were like darkness, and the peach branches that fell to the ground quietly produced strange blood lines.