From that day on, Li Yao began his miserable career as a low-level handyman in the Bailian Sect as "Ou Yeming".
This weird dream was completely different from ordinary dreams.
It was even more real than the strange dreams Li Yao had had since he was a child.
Even the passage of time was extremely slow.
No matter how Li Yao tried, there was no sign of "awakening".
It was like he really became "Ou Yeming" and started a new life.
Being a low-level handyman of the Hundred Refiners Sect is by no means an easy task.
As time goes by, the burden on their shoulders becomes heavier and heavier every day.
In the beginning, it was carrying three thousand kilograms of water and cutting down fifty ordinary trees.
Later, it turned into carrying ten thousand kilograms of hot molten iron, cutting down one hundred steel-like 'gold stone trees', and having to cut down a tree weighing one hundred thousand pounds.
Swing the thousand-and-twenty-kilogram "Heaven-Forging Hammer" 30,000 times!
And the "low-level handyman chief instructor" Ju Lingshen seemed to have firmly remembered Li Yao and regarded him as a thorn in his side.
He would give him three meals a day to cause trouble.
If Li Yao made any oversight, he would be punished.
He suddenly used the "one hundred and eight hands cloak and hammering technique" and beat him until he was alive and in pain.
Day after day, year after year, flashes of light flashed through the dream, as if ten years had passed.
The boring and heavy work and the inhuman torture day and night gradually destroyed Li Yao's self.
The name "Li Yao" is already a very distant thing, and even the memories of the past have become the gravel in the deepest part of his mind, sinking into the deep.
There are no more waves on the bottom of the sea.
He has completely become "Ou Yeming", the most outstanding Ou Yeming among the 18,725 low-level servants of Bailian Sect!
Thirty years of hard training have built up his majestic physique of steel and iron, and the ruthless passion of the giant spirit god has also allowed him to fully master the essence of the "One Hundred and Eight Hands Cloak and Hammer Technique", which is even better than many "Inner disciples of Bailian Sect" must be proficient.
Except for the Giant Spirit God, no one calls him "Ou Yeming" anymore.
All low-level handymen call him "Brother Ouye"!
In the eleventh year, he finally became the second-to-last level "ironsmith handyman" of the Hundred Refiners Sect and was qualified to enter the "ironsmithing room"!
Next, time flew by.
In the fourteenth year, he became an outer disciple of the Hundred Refining Sect and received the title of "Blacksmith", which qualified him to participate in the casting of low-level flying swords used by the outer disciples.
In the twenty-first year, he became a "Master Craftsman", had an independent refining furnace, and could forge low-level flying swords on his own.
In the twenty-ninth year, he became the "Grand Master Craftsman" and the number one weapon refiner among all outer disciples.
In the thirty-first year, the demon invaded.
In the war against the seven demon sects, Ou Yeming took the lead and killed twenty-four demon foundation-building monks.
Only then did everyone in the Bailian Sect discover that he had actually used the most basic "One Hundred" The Eight-Hand Cloak and Hammer Technique" evolved into one hundred and eighty-nine hands!
In the thirty-third year, Ou Yeming became a disciple of Bailian Sect's elder "Yuchangren" and became an inner disciple of Bailian Sect.
In another three years, he was promoted to core disciple and deputy deacon of the blacksmith's house.
In the thirty-eighth year, Ou Yeming stood out among the tens of thousands of young disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect and was the first to reach the peak of the foundation building stage.
Others called him from "Brother Ouye" to "Elder Brother Ouye"!
In the same year, he married the only daughter of "Tai Ah Master", the thirty-fifth generation leader of Bailian Sect.
With flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, and the beauty by his side, Ou Yeming is like the rising sun, his future is limitless, and he remembers the joke he once said when he was a low-level servant: "One day, I will become the master of the Hundred Refining Sect!"
It seems that it is not impossible.
At present, he has great power, unlimited resources, his cultivation is advancing rapidly, and he is favored by many elders of the sect, and has countless brothers in life and death to help him.
He is truly a glorious man, the pinnacle of his life!
But when he recalled the jokes from decades ago, he seemed to be vaguely recalling something, and there was always a wave of waves in the depths of his mind, which made him feel a little uneasy.
"Husband, you will definitely build the 'Hundred Refining Sect' into the strongest weapon refining sect in the three thousand worlds..."
His wife looked at him with a smile on the bed, her eyes blurred and tender as water.
Ou Yeming shuddered deeply, deeply, deeply, deeply.
Strange ripples suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, as if something had distorted time and space, tearing a hole in the world.
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My wife's face on the bed suddenly became blurry, hazy, and turned into another face.
A face that is pure and clean.
"Promise me, stop racing and just be a car maintenance technician.
No one will look down on you.
One day, we will have our own 4S shop!"
"Promise me, Ayao!"
He nodded subconsciously, blinked, and suddenly woke up.
It was a very strange feeling, as if the soul had been separated from the body and turned into a transparent shadow, floating in the air.
He looked at Ou Yeming and his wife in the bridal chamber very calmly.
From personal experience participants became pure spectators.
"I'm not Ou Yeming, I'm not Ou Yeming, who am I?
I am, I am - Li Yao!"
A clear spring seemed to flow through his heart, and his soul had an extremely clear understanding.
He found himself again in an instant, and the memory of the past seventy-two years also turned into colorful fragments, like a dream.
"It's so dangerous, so dangerous.
If I keep indulging in it and can't extricate myself, even if I wake up from the dream one day, I will only wake up as 'Ou Yeming', not my true self!"
Thinking about the past, Li Yao couldn't help sweating.
Even called luck.
From that day on, he continued to participate in the evolution of the dream as a bystander.
Although he had not completely escaped, he knew clearly that this was a dream, and everything in the dream could no longer trouble him.
From a psychological point of view, this is called "lucid dreaming".
And the speed of the dream's evolution became faster and faster, as dazzling as a speeding crystal rail train.
It only slowed down at some important nodes, giving Li Yao a chance to see the details clearly.
In the 41st year, Li Yao saw that Ou Yeming became the youngest elder in the history of Bailian Sect.
In the same year, he refined the secret sword "Deep Flash" and killed the demon giant and the golden elixir master 'Poisonous Dragon True Lord'.
In the forty-third year, Li Yao saw that Ou Yeming represented the Bailian Sect in the "Ten Realms Sword Discussion" event, overwhelming the crowd with an unmatched and overbearing giant sword "Baili Swallowing Dragon", and successively cutting off the opponent's nine swords.
With twelve magical weapons, he won the title of "Sword Master of the Ten Realms" in one fell swoop and became a master swordsmith famous in more than ten worlds.
In the fifty-second year, Li Yao saw that the devil invaded again and made Bailian Sect the primary target.
Dozens of elders, including the sect leader Tai Ah and the elder Yu Changren, died one after another.
At a critical moment, Ou Yeming was elected as the thirty-sixth generation leader of the Bailian Sect.
He swore revenge against the nine heavens and ten earths, gods and demons in the sect's holy land "Ancient Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords", and then spent three years refining The "Ten Great Weapons" that shocked the world!
Under his leadership, the Bailian Sect became a huge weapons workshop, continuously providing magical weapons to the Zhengdao Sect!
In the sixty-eighth year, the last disciples of the nine demon sects were all killed by the magic weapon refined by Ou Yeming!
At this time, no one called him "Elder Brother Ouye" or "Master Ouye" anymore.
Everyone called him with great reverence - Ou Yezi!
In the 109th year, Ou Yezi's name has spread to hundreds of nearby worlds.
Even in the unknown world on the other side of the star sea, there are people who have traveled hundreds of millions of miles to cross a city at the risk of being swallowed by the whirlpool of chaos.
The ancient teleportation array came to the "prehistoric world" just to get a magic weapon refined by Ou Yezi.
The 130th year...
The 250th year...
The 320th year... finally-- "Supreme Sect Master!
Ancestor!
Think again, think twice!
It is impossible to travel through time.
You are the pillar of our Hundred Refining Sect, so you must not take risks yourself!"
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Li Yao saw that in an extremely majestic hall shrouded in clouds and mist, tens of thousands of cultivators were kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to Ou Yezi.
The whole hall made a clanking sound and blood flowed all over the hall. land.
Ou Yezi, who had white beard and hair, stood in the center of a grand and mysterious teleportation array.
He shook his sleeves and said indifferently: "All worlds are the universe, and all generations are the universe.
The true meaning of cultivation is to explore the infinite mysteries of the universe.
Since I By chance, by accident, we created this 'time formation' that has the potential to travel through time.
Even if the chance is slim, we must give it a try to see if we can really travel to the end of time."
After a pause, he slowly glanced at the disciples in the hall.
Ou Yezi's face was full of desolation, and he murmured: "Disciples, there is no need to say more.
All the magic weapons in this world have been studied thoroughly by me, and there is no regret at all." , I just hope that on the far side of time, in the new world tens of thousands of years later, there will be some exciting new magic weapons..."
Before he finished speaking, Ou Yezi had already activated the Time Formation, and a dazzling beam of light poured out from the bottom of the strange teleportation formation, shrouding him in it.
This beam of light was filled with extremely violent spiritual energy, spreading in all directions like a flood.
The entire hall was trembling under the threat of spiritual energy.
All cultivators involuntarily raised their spiritual power shields.
Those closest to Ou Yezi The cultivator was directly overturned by the spiritual energy fluctuations.
And that spiritual energy seems to be endless, and it is still gathering, improving, and expanding, like a spiritual monster with teeth and claws.
"No, it's not good.
This teleportation array is continuously absorbing spiritual energy from all directions and converting it into a turbulent flow of spiritual energy.
It will explode at any time!"
"There is something wrong with the teleportation array.
Everyone, please leave and run away!"
"No, we can't escape.
Hurry, open your spiritual shield and use your strongest magic weapon to resist!"
"ah--" What finally appeared in front of Li Yao's eyes was a ball of milky white light, like a raging wave, completely swallowing up the entire hall, as well as the hundreds of floating mountains outside the hall and the entire ocean below.
And Li Yao also completely woke up at the moment when the milky white light group expanded to the extreme.
He suddenly sat up from his bed in the 40,000 years of cultivation, Tianyuan world, Xingyao Federation, the outskirts of Fuge City, and Chaoyang New City.