The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma?

Chapter 63 The Dream of Cause and Effect

The group talked as they walked.

Gao Haoguang casually asked, "Brother Gu, what exactly is this prophetic dream that's been causing such a stir in the city lately?"

Gu Shifang shook his head, twirling the waist token in his hand:

"I can't explain that thing either."

If I had to pinpoint it, it was a dream—a dream in which the Myriad Corpse Immortals descended upon Xi'an.

Hai Shan, walking on the other side, interjected, "But it spreads like a disease, right?"

Gu Shifang nodded, his steps continuing:

"The way this dream spreads is very strange. We still haven't fully figured it out."

An old mother in the west of the city was infected with the dream, and her son in the east of the city was also infected.

Among those who seek the Dharma, there are even more eccentric ones.

Someone here was infected with the dream, and their fellow disciples who remained in the sect were also affected.

As he spoke, he raised his waist token, and with a burst of magical power, a map of Xi'an appeared in mid-air.

The red dots were densely packed, like a handful of red beans scattered on the ground.

"These are the people who have recently been infected with dreams. We're heading to this place now."

He pointed in the direction of the north of the city,

However, the great masters have already confirmed that the dream itself has no real harm.

The problem is that the wider the dream spreads, the more people witness the myriad deeds, and the easier it is for the Corpse Immortal of Myriad Deeds to descend.

This is how the battle of cause and effect began.

As they were talking, the four of them arrived at the entrance of an inn.

A small flag with the word "ask" embroidered on it was stuck above the door.

Gu Shifang put away the waist token: "This is it."

Several people entered the room.

In a separate room, three people were playing cards around a square table, clutching their cards and cursing under their breath.

Upon seeing someone approaching, one of them put down his cards and stood up.

"Master Gu, you've finally arrived."

The man was in his early twenties, with dark circles under his eyes; he clearly hadn't slept well.

Gu Shifang introduced Xia Chuan and the others:

"These are the three new Dreamers who joined yesterday. This is Mu Chun, their senior brother."

Mu Chun shook his head and sighed, then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture:

"What's with this 'senior brother' thing?"

I was so caught up in this strange dream that I didn't even realize it, and now I can't even go back to my sect.

My master told me that other fellow disciples also fell victim to the same trick.

He glanced at Gu Shifang, "We can only rely on Master Gu."

Gu Shifang waved his hand:

"No rush, no rush, didn't I bring people over?"

Mu Chun glanced at Xia Chuan, Gao Haoguang, and Hai Shan, his expression showing surprise:

"Just these three?"

Gu Shifang chuckled:

"This candidate was personally recommended to me by the owner of the Thousand Machines Pavilion."

These three were the ones who recently uncovered the powerful, magical corpse in Xi'an.

Mu Chun's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth, exclaiming, "It's actually these three?"

"I don't invite nobodies."

Gu Shifang patted Mu Chun on the shoulder.

Xia Chuan had no patience for his pleasantries and interrupted him directly:

"Stop talking nonsense. Tell me about these three people."

Gu Shifang turned around and spread his hands:

"Actually, the situation is very simple, so simple that it's unbelievable."

It's what I told you before—

The three of them and the people from the Nine Realms Sect returned last night after they had finished eliminating the corpses.

I went to the joint Dharma assembly to receive the reward.

When they got back, they felt sleepy and went to bed.

That very night, I dreamt of the Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Businesses.

Such a simple description left Xia Chuan completely stunned: "That's it?"

"That's all."

Gu Shifang spread his hands.

"The group hadn't met anyone else and hadn't gotten into any trouble."

That's how it got uploaded.

He added helplessly:

"The only thing that is certain is that they were infected after they entered Xi'an."

Otherwise, they would have been sleeping in the fields long ago.

Xia Chuan frowned and took a deep breath.

This kind of situation where there's absolutely no clue is the most troublesome.

He turned to look at Haishan.

Hai Shan was staring intently at the three people playing cards, his heterochromatic eyes narrowing slightly.

After a long pause, he said, "That's interesting. There's definitely a problem."

Gu Shifang pressed further, "What's the problem?"

Hai Shan thought for a moment, then held up one finger and gestured in the air:

"How should I put it... it's like they were forced to become connected with something."

In a normal person, the causal lines should be scattered in all directions and gradually form as they are acted upon.

But their causal threads were forcibly brought together by something.

It's as if I was 'chosen' by a supernatural power or method similar to mine.

Gao Haoguang raised an eyebrow and gave a very vivid example:

"So, they were destined to be together?"

Hai Shan nodded: "However, this makes it easier for me to find it."

After all, the timing of the problem in the causal chain is quite obvious.

As soon as he finished speaking, he clasped his hands together, and his magical power surged around him.

[Innate Divine Power: The Original Mountain and Sea Map]

The magical energy fluctuated for a while, and then... gradually subsided.

Gao Haoguang's eyes widened: "It failed?"

This was the first time he had ever seen Hai Shan fail to unleash his supernatural powers in front of his target.

A green flame ignited at his fingertips, and he asked:

"Not enough cause and effect? ​​Want me to lend you a hand?"

Hai Shan shook his head blankly, a light sheen of sweat on his forehead:

"No. It's a different situation."

He looked down at himself.

The threads of cause and effect were so numerous they resembled a tangled mess, almost completely enveloping him. "Cause and effect... there's just too much of it."

Gao Haoguang was taken aback: "Too many?"

Hai Shan said anxiously, "You'll see when you see it."

Gao Haoguang no longer hesitated, and the green flame jumped from his fingertips to his left eye.

He closed his right eye and looked with his burning left eye—and then he froze.

Under the guidance of Hai Shan's supernatural powers, the threads of cause and effect densely covered the entire room, like a giant spider web.

Gao Haoguang looked at the causal lines of the three seekers of the Dharma in front of him.

They are also on this web, firmly and inescapably fixed in one place.

He paused for a moment, then something clicked into his mind.

He immediately turned around, his voice urgent: "Brother Gu, the map!"

Gu Shifang was puzzled, but he quickly took out his waist token and activated his magic power.

The map of Xi'an reappeared in mid-air, densely packed with red dots.

Gao Haoguang superimposed the net and the map on each other, and the more he looked at it, the more alarmed he became.

The center of the net perfectly coincides with the area with the highest density of red dots on the map.

"This dream spreads outwards along the lines of cause and effect."

Gao Haoguang raised his head, his tone certain, "The ones who had a causal relationship with them last night were the people from the Nine Realms Gate."

Gu Shifang scratched his head:

"But these people went to all that trouble just to let some nobody in the Immortal Inquiry Society have a dream?"

He shook his head. "It doesn't seem like the dried fish you're talking about."

Xia Chuan shook his head, his voice steady:

"No. That's actually the movement of a big fish."

He understood.

Those people's target wasn't a nobody, but the president of the Immortal Ascension Society.

Because of the intelligence given to him by the undercover agent.

The one making moves in the city now should be that powerful, magical corpse.

Empty Hands, Yellow Millet!

His supernatural powers were completely countered by the president of the Immortal Inquiry Society!

Xia Chuan turned to Gu Shifang, speaking very quickly:

"Open the door for me, I'm going to the Immortal Ascension Gathering."

The headquarters of the Immortal Inquiry Society.

The hall was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, and Wu Yuanzhen sat in the main seat.

He was also pondering the situation of his two disciples.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

A disciple rushed in, bowed, and reported, "Guild Master, someone from the Nine Realms Sect has arrived, saying they have important matters to discuss."

Wu Yuanzhen put down his book, his brows furrowing slightly: "Nine Realms Gate? Let them in."

Shortly after, a man and a woman entered the lobby.

It's all just a pipe dream and a fleeting dream.

The two walked into the hall and bowed to each other.

Huang Liang spoke:

"Huang Liang, a disciple of the Nine Realms Sect, and his junior sister Qianqiu greet President Wu."

Wu Yuanzhen glanced at them, his tone indifferent:

"What business do the people from the Nine Realms Gate have with me?"

Huang Liang straightened up, his face displaying just the right amount of respect:

"President, it's about that precognitive dream."

A similar situation occurred within our Nine Realms Gate—it was the two of us.

The sect leader has a clue and hopes that President Wu can come and discuss it.

He paused, then added:

"The sect leader said that this matter is too complicated to be discussed in a telepathic message, and requested that the guild leader come to discuss it with him."

Wu Yuanzhen remained silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two faces.

"Your sect leader is quite thoughtful."

Wu Yuanzhen stood up, took an outer robe from the rack and put it on. "Let's go."