Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

He doesn't care about anything else as long as it works.

"Head!"

Seven days later, Granny Liu's voice appeared right on time beside Wuming.

"You're punctual."

Wuming opened his eyes, glanced at the proficiency level, and then nodded slightly to Granny Liu.

"Let's begin. Notify everyone in the Quanxing sect and bring them all into the dream."

After saying that, Wuming closed his eyes again.

After glancing at Wuming, Granny Liu nodded solemnly, and then all the plaques enshrined in the incense hall lit up.

Regardless of how far away the owner of the sign was from Wuming and Granny Liu, or what they were doing at that moment, they all seemed to have entered a dream.

"Gentlemen, you are all aware of why I have gathered you here today, aren't you?"

As Wuming took the initiative to enter the dream, he took over the hazy dream created by Granny Liu.

Just as she was about to speak, Granny Liu stared blankly at the nameless figure with a hazy face in her dream.

What's wrong with me?

You only glanced at it once in seven days, and in seven days you've reached a level that this old woman has never achieved in her entire life?

No, the sect leader's realm has already transcended that of ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Granny Liu didn't speak, but just silently watched Wuming from the side.

"I know, that kid Jin Gui said you're going to give us a surprise."

As soon as Wuming finished speaking, people started shouting.

It was as if something interesting had happened.

"This is indeed a wake-up call for you."

"Zuo Ruotong of the Sanyi Sect has cultivated to the third level of Reverse Life."

"Moreover, I just received news that three senior members of the Sanyi Sect who have reached the third level of cultivation have returned."

"If we count it that way, the Trinity Sect now has four Trinity beings."

"Everyone has probably heard of Zuo Ruotong's godlike abilities, and some of you may have even witnessed them, right?"

As soon as Wuming finished speaking, Yuan Jingui's response rang out from the hazy figure.

"Given the San Yi Sect leader's fiercely righteous temper."

"I'm afraid that if the four of them get together and commit the same thing, our Quanxing sect will be wiped out."

Wuming smiled.

"So this time, I will also follow Zuo Ruotong's method."

"Isn't he preaching the righteous path to the world?"

“Let’s also preach the Dao to our Quanxing sect.”

"We can't afford to lose out to Zuo Ruotong, who is also a leader of his own school."

Wuming laughed as he spoke.

"Is what the sect leader said true?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Jingui cried out in surprise.

The mysterious lay Buddhist, who had renounced worldly life several times, also had a slight glint in his eyes.

"nature."

"Although we can't be created from Qi like Zuo Ruotong, we still came up with a way."

"I will let you learn it, but I will not let outsiders learn it."

"Nameless is speaking."

"Does the sect leader mean he will preach to us in this dream?"

"The mysterious hermit said softly."

"Haha, indeed!"

"You'd better be ready."

As Wuming spoke, the evolution began.

Dreams are more mysterious and unpredictable than Qi.

Moreover, this method of marrying dreams aims to create a world within dreams, and now it incorporates the consciousness of everyone in the Quanxing sect.

Wuming simply decided to go for the big shot.

Using the methods of dreams, we can establish a new heaven and explore the depths of that inner landscape.

As for how much of what these people will remember after waking up, that depends on their talent, luck, and opportunities.

"I call this method the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns."

"Everyone, let's be conservative and unified, and truly understand this."

After Wuming finished speaking, the evolution began in earnest.

The nameless method was passed on to everyone, and everyone's methods were naturally revealed to the nameless.

Buzz!

The interior also trembled once again.

Through human intervention, an "inner landscape" was torn apart by Wuming, becoming a seemingly ethereal dream world that enveloped all the Quanxing people.

If you're already cultivating immortality, why bother following the rules?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 159 My goal is to achieve innate Hunyuan!

At this moment, everyone in Quanxing received a gift from fate.

As for how much they will remember after waking up from this dream, Wuming has no idea.

Dreams are something that you usually forget most of after you wake up, and then forget everything within a few days.

In the end, all I remember is what kind of dream I had.

When it comes to actually holding a meeting, it leaves one feeling utterly disappointed.

"With the villain Quanxing keeping them in check, the righteous sects are probably getting anxious."

Wuming emerged from the dream, glanced at Granny Liu sitting cross-legged in front of him, and then walked out of Granny Liu's stronghold.

The matter is settled; there is no need for him to remain here.

"Then, let's go abroad!"

Wuming grinned, changed his clothes, and arrived in Shanghai.

Compared to the ruins of the rest of the Qing and Republican eras, Shanghai, with its various concessions, appeared so clean and prosperous.

"Isn't the head of Smith's family here?"

"I wonder if that guy turned into a dog, and if his family killed him and ate dog meat?"

Wuming adjusted his top hat and strode towards the British concession.

Dressed in a suit and tie, after making a few inquiries, Wuming arrived at the Smith family's residence in the British concession.

"Please inform William Smith that an old friend from Wuchang is visiting."

Wuming took off his top hat and addressed the Han Chinese standing in front of the courtyard.

These two still have whips.

"Young Master Smith?"

Upon hearing Wuming's words, the two gatekeepers exchanged a glance, a hint of doubt flashing in their eyes.

Young Master Smith returned to England three months ago.

However, since he is a friend of Master Smith, we should still go in and inform him.

Fifteen minutes later, a middle-aged white man with a thick beard and a hooked nose appeared in front of Wuming.

"You said you're William's friend?"

The man's sharp eyes stared at Wuming, as if trying to pierce through Wuming's heart.

Unlike the servants in the house, he knew the truth about his son!

"Of course, I remember the last time I met William was on a grain transport ship bound for Wuchang."

Wuming smiled.

"I wonder how his health is now."