C6 (1/2)

The tavern was cleaned up and a bench was placed on the table.

Lu Beiyou took a small pot of yellow wine from the counter and went back to his room to lie down. He started to think about everything that had happened today, and couldn't help but clench his fists.

Finally, it stopped at the sentence Mu Qiuqiu had asked: ”Young man, do you want to learn the sword?”

Lu Beiyou laid on the bed, crossed his legs and drank a mouthful of yellow wine. He then raised his injured hand and clenched it tightly in the air, as if he was trying to grab something.

Lu Beiyou thought: ”I have to learn! I don't just want to learn, I also want to become that Great Sword Immortal who opened the mountain with one sword strike and broke the river with the other. ”

As he thought of this, he slipped under the blanket and fell asleep.

What a chilly day! Drink a mouthful of yellow wine before sleeping comfortably, warm!

In his dreams, Lu Beiyou once again came to the dream, and saw the man who looked like a person in the dream once again, confronting the blurry humanoid figure.

The seven blurry figures of a meditation wheel behind him pointed at the man in the dream.

The man also opened the broken bag on his back, and five swords flew out from the bag, moving towards the finger.

Just as the two were about to collide, the scene in the dream suddenly came to a standstill.

Just then, Lu Beiyou suddenly found himself in a dreamscape.

He looked down at his body, now dressed in the same clothes he had slept in.

Lu Beiyou pinched his own face, and couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air.

The fact that it would hurt meant that this was not a dream! He had entered his own dreamland.

But how did he get into the dream? He was still sleeping, and he couldn't remember how many times he had been dreaming.

”You're here.”

While Lu Beiyou's mind was in a mess, he suddenly heard a voice from his dreams.

Lu Beiyou could not help but look around in panic, to see the man in the dream walking towards him from the air, laughing.

The mysterious man in the dream world had his hair tied up with a hemp rope. He wore an embroidered long robe, had a golden snake wrapped around his waist, a golden-purple wine gourd on his hip, and a broken bag on his back.

Although the man in the dream was smiling, it made Lu Beiyou even more afraid.

He had just said that he was going to become a great sword immortal when he fell into his own dream. Furthermore, the god-like man in his dream had come over to greet him. Wasn't this too preposterous?

Lu Beiyou immediately turned to look at the man with the seven Buddhist Wheel behind him. He saw that the man was still in the dreamland, maintaining the stance of opening the mountain, and could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

The sudden appearance of this person was already terrifying enough. That blurry shadow most likely didn't match up to the man in the dream. If that person also appeared here, then he would be doomed to die today.

Lu Beiyou turned his head, looked at the man and anxiously asked: ”Where are we? Who are you? Why am I here? ”

No matter what, Lu Beiyou was just a young man who was not at all weak. If it was anyone else, they would probably feel disbelief and fear seeing this situation.

The man only faintly smiled and said, ”Don't be afraid, I was the one who pulled you into this dream.”

Lu Beiyou couldn't help but be shocked. You dragged me in? This time, it was the man in the dream who pulled him in. However, to pull him from reality into the dream, what kind of sacred art was that? This was something only legendary immortals could do!

Lu Beiyou calmed his state of mind, muttered to himself for a while, and then asked the man in the dream: ”What do you want to bring me in for?”

”Yo, you're not afraid anymore?” The man teased Lu Beiyou as he saw her calm down.

Lu Beiyou calmly replied: ”Afraid, but so what? ”Since you can pull me in, then you can kill me here. Since I can't beat you, then why should I be afraid?”

The man nodded his head and did not reply. He took the purple gold bottle gourd from his waist and threw it to Lu Beiyou.

He smiled and said, ”Have a taste, it's good wine.”

Lu Beiyou took the bottle gourd and opened its mouth, releasing a thread of milky white wine Qi that was close to becoming real.

Lu Beiyou did not pretend to drink a mouthful. Suddenly, he felt as if there was a warm current flowing in his body, and then, he exhaled a breath of white wine and shouted loudly: ”It's hot, it's strong, it's really good wine.”

The man also laughed out loud, then looked towards Lu Beiyou and softly said: ”Actually, there's no malicious intent in pulling you in, I just want to ask you a question and answer.”

Lu Beiyou frowned, then took another sip of the good wine from his purple gold gourd, and said softly: ”Go ahead and ask.”

The man took out the broken bag from his back and sat on the ground with his legs crossed. The bag seemed to be stained with something, and the man lowered his head to wipe it with his sleeve, then he asked, ”Since you know that your meridians are broken by a cripple, why do you still want to learn martial arts?”

Why did he have to learn martial arts?

Lu Beiyou was startled upon hearing this, he looked at the man in the dream and asked: ”Is this question very important?”

The man no longer wiped the sword bag. He raised his head and looked towards Lu Beiyou, saying with a determined tone: ”It's very important!”