They all thought they were reborn!

Chapter 14 The Long Dream
Today's Holy Master Tianxuan, named Ning Hongling, is also a legend in the practice world.

Although she entered the Holy Land when she was young, her talent can only be regarded as mediocre among the brothers and sisters, and she has nothing to do with the title of Saintess.

At the age of 25, he was able to break through the golden elixir, and then he got a position with little real power, and went down the mountain to travel.

Two years later, her cultivation was sluggish and she could not improve, and then she met Li Qingmu.

After picking up Li Qingmu, the narrow path of practice suddenly opened up, and his cultivation skyrocketed.

She treats Li Qingmu as her own.

When Li Qingmu was brought back to the sect, some accidents happened in the sect. The previous generation of saintess cultivators became mad and massacred their fellow disciples. Ning Hongling, who returned from wandering, easily suppressed the saintess, which established her current status.

At that time, Li Qingmu was afraid of the dark at night, and Ning Hongling told her to learn to be brave, so Li Qingmu endured it all night. Although he still didn't dare to go alone, he persisted in not coming to look for Ning Hongling all night. , would come to her bedroom after dawn, pretending to ask for peace, but actually came to seek comfort.

I didn't expect that after so many years, I thought I could only pour tea occasionally to recall, but I never thought that I could see the little girl like this again.

"Come on, sit down."

Ning Hongling patted her side, motioning for Li Qingmu to come and sit down.

Li Qingmu hesitated for a moment, and stopped thinking about disrespect and other rules, and sat on the edge of Ning Hongling's bed as he did when he was a child.

"What happened?"

Ning Hongling caressed the soft black hair hanging from Li Qingmu's waist, and lamented how fast this little girl grew up.

"Master..." Li Qingmu, who lacked maternal love since she was a child, enjoyed this feeling very much, moved her body inward, and looked softer: "Yesterday morning, before I woke up, I dreamed that a disciple was discussing the Tao Taiwan is trying to belittle disciples..."

"After the disciple woke up, the memory in the dream was hazy, and he couldn't remember more clearly. It was just that he didn't practice hard enough recently and had distracting thoughts, so he went to Xixinchi to meditate."

"I thought I had eliminated the distracting thoughts in my mind, but I never thought that last night...last night, Naden...that person broke into the disciple's dream again."

Li Qingmu gritted his silver teeth lightly, as if he didn't want to call the figure in his dream Deng Tuzi again.

Although the figure in the first dream was very slutty, but the shallow dream last night told himself.

He is not that kind of person.

Even though most of the dreams had been forgotten, she no longer felt disgusted with them. On the contrary, there was a subtle emotion that she had never experienced before.

Even when I woke up, it never disappeared.

Sensing something was wrong, Li Qingmu immediately came to Ning Hongling to find out what happened to him.

"Disciple's dream this time is very long, and the impression is about nearly a hundred years..."

Ning Hongling thought it was a young girl Huaichun, and had some sweet and erotic dreams, so she laughed softly:

"What's the matter, I dreamed that I went to Wushan together with your lord?"

Li Qingmu blushed, and hurriedly waved his hands:

"Master, don't make wild guesses..."

But soon his face became lonely again:

"I don't remember it very clearly. My disciple only knows that it was not a good dream. In the blink of an eye after a hundred years, the man has turned into a pile of loess when I see you again..."

"Then what do you still remember? Tell Master about it."

Li Qingmu tried his best to recall, but he could only recall a few hazy scenes. He could feel his own mood at that time, but he could no longer remember the detailed cause and effect, so he could only say sadly:
"I don't remember, I just remember that the dream was different from the usual ones, it was very real, as if Qingmu had experienced it personally..."

"After waking up, I only remember that Qingmu was last in front of that man's tomb, sitting for half a month."

Ning Hongling became interested and wanted to ask for more details, but Li Qingmu really couldn't remember the details and couldn't tell her master.

But Li Qingmu was sure that something must have happened to him to keep dreaming about that figure.

What her darling disciple said was so mysterious that Ning Hongling couldn't figure it out. Although there were indeed nightmare beasts that could manipulate dreams in the practice world and enchanting witchcraft, where was her Heavenly Xuan Holy Land?
There are many enchantments everywhere, and there are countless large formations, not even a mosquito can fly in!

Then the problem can only lie with his precious apprentice.

Ning Hongling followed Li Qingmu's hair, looked at her sad little face, thought for a while, and could only make nonsense:
"Qingmu, have you ever heard of reincarnation?"

"Could it be that Master means..." Li Qingmu was stunned: "Qingmu recalled the memory of the previous life?"

"No, the reincarnation does not necessarily mean the previous life, maybe that is what you have experienced, and now it is just returning to the starting point, so it can be called reincarnation."

Ning Hongling wasn't shy either, she just pretended to be coaxing her apprentice like before, so she boldly fooled:

"Although there are no detailed records in the practice world about reincarnation and reincarnation, and there is no evidence to prove its existence, but since the seniors in the past would make this statement, it means that reincarnation is not aimless."

"Perhaps Qingmu, you will be the god, man and fairy who ascended to the nine heavens in the future."

"Master thinks that Qingmu is a child to deceive again." Li Qingmu said coquettishly.

She would only show such an attitude in front of Ning Hongling.

Ning Hongling wrapped her arms around her slender waist, lifted her up along the flat lower abdomen, and then said with a smile:

"Qingmu is not young now, and in a year or two, he will almost catch up with Master."

Li Qingmu blushed, gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to give Master a white look:
"Master, you'd better talk about cultivation."

"Okay, okay, don't you want to go to preach today, go quickly." Ning Hongling yawned, turned her back to her apprentice, and waved her away: "Master is going to sleep and go back to the cage." Got it."

Li Qingmu got up, hesitated for a moment, and said to Ning Hongling's back:

"Master, Qingmu has an idea."

"Say it."

"In the future, if the Holy Land opens an altar to preach again, can the entry restrictions be lifted? There are so many foundation cultivators, if they can..."

Before Li Qingmu finished speaking, Ning Hongling waved her hand and refused:
"No, don't mention this matter again."

Sure enough, it was the same as in the dream!
Li Qingmu only had those few pictures left in his mind, and after some experimentation, he got it right.

Could it be that she was reincarnated as Master said?

The future is not going well, if it is really reincarnation, then do you have to make up for the regret yourself?
For a moment, Li Qingmu didn't know whether he was really reincarnated or just had a few more realistic dreams.

"Master, the disciple preached by himself, can you allow the foundation-building monks to come?"

Ning Hongling was silent for a moment, and finally agreed:

"as you like."

"Thank you, Master!"

The sadness on Li Qingmu's face was swept away. Although she didn't know whether the future would be as bleak as the dream, at least for the moment, she could do more things for the cultivation world.

(End of this chapter)