C140 Dream

In a long life, everyone goes through all kinds of dreams.

Perhaps the night before, you were still laughing happily in your dream, forgetting to return.

Today, you would be scared awake by the inexplicable nightmare. You would break out in cold sweat and panic all day long.

The next day, it was very likely that you would experience a dreamless night. When you woke up, you would only feel strange as if something was missing. Who was the one who secretly stole your dream?

There were always people who said that dreams might be foreshadowing something. There were also people who scoffed at it, but it was just thinking about it every day and having dreams at night.

What exactly was going on? Just like many things in the world, who could explain it clearly?

That night, Yuen Jisheng slept especially deeply. He felt that it had been a long time since he slept so deeply.

But sleeping deeply did not mean that he slept well.

In his sleep, he dreamt of the heavy rain in the prefecture. It covered the sky and covered the earth, and there was no end to it. The rivers on the earth converged to form a river. It roared violently. At this moment, many huge black holes suddenly appeared on the ground without any warning. Like a bloody mouth, it swallowed all the streams and rivers.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, gathering even more ferocious water currents. And the black hole on the other side seemed to lead to another world, no matter how much water flowed in, it would not be able to fill those holes. The two of them competed, each unwilling to admit defeat, endlessly.

When Yuen Jisheng woke up, the sound of flowing water was still in his ears. The black abyss seemed to be in front of him. He could not help but wonder what this dream meant.

He heard that any dream that he could still remember clearly when he woke up was telling him something. That was why he knew about dreams.

However, it hadn't rained in Xi'an Prefecture for a long time. It had been two months? Three months? In any case, he did not rely on the heavens to eat. How long had it been since he could not remember?

However, it did not rain. The sandstorm outside was very strong. Moreover, it was easier for people to be anxious. It was said that the number of hungry people in the wilderness was also increasing. This damn weather... Could it really be as he had dreamt? It should be raining heavily.

A little moth flew into the air, dancing and circling in the rays of light that shot in through the window frame. Yuen Jisheng raised his hand and put it down again.

After sitting for a while like this, Mei Chun, his concubine, woke up. She rubbed against his side like a kitten and closed her eyes. She softly breathed in and out.

Yuen Jisheng looked at Mei Chun's long eyelashes and tender skin. He could not help but feel tenderness in his heart. Although he was already 48 years old, he had been bitterly cultivating and nurturing for many years. His body was still as energetic as it had been when he was young. He walked like a dragon and walked like a tiger. He could still make the man next to him satisfied. Sometimes he even had to beg for mercy. It was hard to compare such pleasure with anything else.

It could be said that except for one thing that troubled him a little... The world was so big, there was nothing else worth worrying about. However, that was not necessarily a bad thing. Catastrophe was a blessing in disguise. Although that was a mental disaster, it also brought him many benefits. It allowed one to maintain a better physical strength and vitality. This was something that could be felt especially deeply at night.

He had already sat in the position of Cang Lang Sect's sect master for seventeen years.

Seventeen years ago, he had experienced a bloody storm, cut through obstacles, and used all kinds of methods to ascend to the position of sect master.

During the internal strife back then, nearly a third of his fellow disciples had died. Even the two remaining Martial Uncle ancestors had died and been injured. It could be said that the elites of the sect had suffered heavy losses.

Just when everyone thought that the number one sect of the Three Qin Dynasty, the Surging Waves Sect, was going to fall, Yuen Jisheng gave them a loud slap in the face.

Two hours after they sat on the seat of the sect master, Yuen Jisheng led all the men of the sect and charged into the nest of the number one enemy, the Zhenyi Gang, the Tiger Castle.

Although the Zhenyi Gang was not as powerful as the Surging Waves Sect in a one-on-one fight, they had the advantage in numbers. They were often at a slight disadvantage in the fight against the Surging Waves Sect, but they never fell.

This time, the Zhenyi Gang was overjoyed because of the great loss of the Canglang Sect. They felt that they could not worry about their opponents anymore. The gang held a feast of wine, and since their leader Ouyang Sheng, most of them were drunk.

Unexpectedly, the wounds and bloodstains on the bodies of the people of the Wave Sect had yet to dry up. Under the lead of the new leader, Yuen Jisheng, a divine weapon descended from the sky and came knocking on their door. This also depended on the contributions of the men of sacrifice that the Vibrant Robes Gang had placed in the Vibrant Robes Gang all this time.

When Yuen Jisheng appeared in front of Ouyang Sheng like a ghost, he actually didn't have the time to react. It was only when the cold blade in Yuen Jisheng's hand stabbed into his chest that blood blossomed like red plum blossoms. The last word that came out of Ouyang Sheng's mouth was: "Great wine!"

This battle had made use of the pride and carelessness of the Zhenyi Gang. Surging Waves Sect had used all their mourning troops to completely destroy their greatest opponent at the speed of lightning, and their losses could almost be ignored. Most of the opponent's strength was destroyed, and the remaining ones either surrendered or fled. They were no longer a threat.

After this battle, Yuen Jisheng and the Surging Waves Sect under his command became even more famous. They had the power to unify the Three Qin martial arts world, and the experts within the sect who had previously been dissatisfied with them were also loyal to them. From then on, Yuen Jisheng's reputation did not fall, and he maintained the peak of his life for more than ten years.

And behind this glory, there was one thing that was rarely known: Yuen Jisheng had a close friend, his name was Lei Zhenlei.

About a year ago, Lei Zhenlei and Lei Benlei quietly came to see Yuen Jisheng. Lei Zhenlei did not hide anything from him, and told him about the matter of establishing the Lightning Tremor Organization. It also meant that Jin and Yu were already in his hands, and whether they would join or not depended on his decision.

Yuen Jisheng thought about it. The Lei brothers considered him as a friend. That was why they chose to tell him everything. On the other hand, he was also shocked by the hidden secrets of the Lei family. He had already established such a huge power right under his nose, but he didn't know anything about it. He was afraid that his Surging Waves Sect had also been infiltrated by them, and his forbearance was beyond his ability.

If he didn't agree, would he be able to fall out with the two men from the Lei family?

Lei Zhenlei and Lei Benlei might be slightly weaker than him in terms of martial arts, but if the two of them joined forces, he didn't have much of a chance of winning. What was even more terrifying was that Lei Zhenlei's poison skill had already reached perfection. If he were to be his enemy... It would not be as simple as martial arts.

Since that was the case, he might as well be straightforward. Yuen Jisheng directly agreed and resolutely joined the Lightning Shock. Both he and his eldest son Yuen Luoyuan ate the Thunder Wind without hesitation to show their loyalty.

Lei Zhenlei did not treat this old friend unfairly. He provided him with all kinds of miraculous pills and elixirs. Yuen Jisheng and Yuen Luoyuan had benefited a lot from this. In addition, as long as the Thunder Wind consumed the antidote on time, Yuen Jisheng had tasted the wondrous effects of the ___. He actually felt that this pill hadn't been given to him earlier. It was as if they had met and hated each other for being late.