I have a magical tree

Since Xu Dao started practicing martial arts, he had very little sleep time, and when he started to practice Qi, he had almost no sleep time.

After all, the effect of meditation and Qi training on warming the spirit and soothing fatigue is actually much stronger than ordinary sleep. Once he enters into a state of concentration, his mind enters the dark land, so why does he need to sleep as a way of rest.

In this case, he is not even qualified to dream, because he himself has never slept.

Moreover, for practitioners, whether they are martial artists or Qi refining, once they enter the realm of quality, the probability of dreaming will drop sharply. After all, the stronger the strength and the higher the realm, the more stable the soul, and thus it is even more difficult to dream.

So, why did he suddenly dream? And the content of the dream was so weird?

Xu Dao suppressed the chill in his heart and fell into deep thought. Was it because he had not slept for a long time? Was he a little uncomfortable now? Or was it because he thought about it during the day and dreamed at night?

Before he fell asleep, he did mention the smile to Oats, but he only touched on it and did not go deep.

Although he kept telling himself that it was just a dream and he didn't need to care about it, Xu Dao couldn't help but recall what he saw in the dream. Those weird and inexplicable smiling faces made the hair on his back stand up.

He tended to think that this dream might be a whim? A warning from the instinct of a warrior?

The more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed, but what was the source of the warning?

With Xu Dao's current strength, even a fourth-grade martial artist was not his opponent. The only one who could have an impact on him was the Grandmaster Realm.

Could it be that a Grandmaster Realm master had set his sights on him? Or maybe he wasn't set his sights on him, but he might face a Grandmaster Realm master.

If a Grandmaster Realm master had really set his sights on him, there would be no need for such a warning. The warrior's instinct would give the most direct reminder.

His eyes involuntarily turned to the direction of Yanghe, as if he could see through the barriers of the carriage and the mountains and rivers and directly see there.

He thought about it and decided that with his own caution and easy-going nature, he would not make enemies with such people in the city. He was not the kind of person who liked to make trouble. He never acted ostentatiously and was not a bully. The only talent he showed was the art of alchemy.

Although this was very important, it would not block the way of others. There were few alchemists, and no matter how many there were, it would not be enough. There were only eight people in the entire Shangyi Bureau, including himself. Each of them was a treasure of the Shangyi Bureau, and there was no rule of competition for positions, so there was no question of provoking strong enemies.

Moreover, how many masters of the Grandmaster Realm could there be in the entire city? The only person he could be sure of now was Nan Gongnei, the Palace Master, and he did not know the others. Would Nan Gongnei target him? He probably didn't even recognize him. Even if he knew him, he should be happy. Why would he pose a threat to him?

Therefore, the power in the city was temporarily excluded, and the only thing left was the aftermath brought by Yanghe County.

There were people from the county city, and there were imperial envoys to Heishan Prefecture. They would definitely investigate the whole story of the strange dragon, and would definitely try every possible means to track down the whereabouts of Yan Chengyun and Huang Ji.

But now, these two people have already died, and I sent them away myself.

Will they come to me for this?

Although Xu Dao was shocked, he did not panic, and began to think about countermeasures in his mind.

And Yan Mai, who was outside the car, saw that he shouted, but there was no movement in the car, and thought that Xu Dao was not awake, so he shouted again: "Master, we are home!"

Seeing that there was still no response in the car, Yan Mai was curious and lifted the curtain, but saw Xu Dao sitting in the car, obviously awake.

His action of lifting the curtain finally pulled Xu Dao, who was lost in thought, out of his trance.

"Huh? Already here?"

"Well, it's been a while. I called the master twice but there was no response. I was a little worried, so I lifted it to see." Yan Mai nodded.

Xu Dao waved his hand, indicating that nothing was wrong, "Have you ever dreamed?"

Oats were increasingly confused, wondering why the master had so many strange questions today.

But he thought about it and said, "I definitely had a dream, but that was before I entered the martial arts level. Since I entered the ninth level of martial arts, I have never had a dream again. I miss it a little."

Xu Dao nodded. It was indeed difficult for a warrior to dream, and his strength and realm far exceeded Oats, but he still dreamed, which was abnormal.

Xu Dao lifted the curtain of the carriage, stood on the shaft, and looked at the pedestrians on the street in the distance. During this time, he deliberately opened the martial arts eyes.

What he saw was abundant yang and harmony, and most of the pedestrians were also wrapped in yang and harmony. Although some people were slightly sick and unlucky.

But the number was not large, which was normal. There were so many people in the city, coming and going on the streets, who didn't have a little illness or disaster, who didn't have bad luck, it would be strange if he couldn't see him.

Everything was normal. Xu Dao was more and more certain that what he had seen in his dream before should have nothing to do with these people. He was just using this method to warn them.

"My Lord, what are you looking at?"

"I didn't see anything. I just felt that the years were peaceful in the city!" Xu Dao closed his eyes, jumped off the carriage, and patted Oats on the shoulder, "Okay, let's go!"

Oats was confused. Xu Dao was a little strange today. He guessed that Xu Dao might miss Yanghe County. In fact, he sometimes couldn't help thinking about it, but it was just a thought. He didn't want to go back to Yanghe.

However, just in front of him, when Xu Dao was about to step into the gate, he suddenly remembered something.

"My Lord, wait a moment!"

Xu Dao turned around, "What's wrong? Don't you have enough gold and silver?"

Yan Mai shook his head, "There is still gold and silver, but I sent the master to work this morning. Then on the way back from the Shangyi Bureau, I heard a piece of news."

"What news?"

"I heard that the Zhuo River in the west of the city suddenly rioted last night, and there were monsters like tides, gathering on the shore. The city defense army of the Bingmasi guarded it all night, and the commotion was not small, but because no monsters entered the city, it didn't spread."

"The master asked me to pay attention to the news and changes on the street at any time. I think this matter should not be a trivial matter."

Xu Dao asked Yan Mai and Liu Jian to have their own division of labor. Liu Jian usually stayed at home, guarding the house, and would not leave home unless necessary. Even if he wanted to go out, he would wait until Xu Dao or Yan Mai came back before going!

And Yan Mai was responsible for walking outside, not only to pick up and drop off Xu Dao, but also to collect intelligence and send some news to Xu Dao. It could be a major event, a weird legend, or anecdotes. As long as Oat heard it, he could tell Xu Dao.

In Xu Dao's opinion, sometimes these seemingly insignificant things actually contain intelligence, and they just need a clear mind to sort it out and extract it.