C8 A Dream in a Hundred Years

North Suppressing Palace.

Qin Ge had already returned to his room. He sat on his bed and prepared to have a comfortable afternoon nap. Just as he took off his clothes, something rolled out. It was precisely that golden bell.

He reached out and picked up the golden bell. A familiar feeling once again surged into his heart. This made Qin Ge very puzzled. Why did he have such a feeling towards this golden bell?

"Eh, what is this painting?" Qin Ge suddenly saw that there seemed to be many patterns on the surface of the golden bell and said in surprise.

As he said that, Qin Ge took the golden bell in front of his eyes and carefully looked at it. Who would have thought that at this moment, a sudden change would occur? The golden bell suddenly turned into a golden light and shot towards Qin Ge's forehead.

The golden bell that turned into a golden light instantly shot into Qin Ge's glabella. Qin Ge let out a muffled groan as he fell back and fainted.

In the next moment, traces of golden light surged out from Qin Ge's body. Like silk, it continuously wrapped around Qin Ge's body. In the blink of an eye, a huge golden cocoon appeared on Qin Ge's bed.

The night was covering the ground. The candle light in Qin Ge's room was swaying gently. Qin Ge, who had been unconscious for an unknown period of time, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Xia Liner, you slut. I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!" Qin Ge, who had woken up, said while gnashing his teeth in anger.

After saying that, Qin Ge's eyes revealed a blank look. He turned his head and looked at his own room. The blank look in his eyes gradually disappeared. He heaved a huge sigh of relief and said, "So it was a dream. I thought it was real."

It turned out that during the process of falling asleep, Qin Ge had a very long dream. In the dream, he discovered that the golden bell that shot into his glabella was actually a rare treasure. He relied on the power of the rare treasure to make up for his deficiencies. Finally, he embarked on the path of cultivation.

Furthermore, he also went with Xia Liner to one of the three great immortal sects of Heavenly Astral Prefecture, the Four Peerless Sect, and became a disciple of the sect.

However, Qin Ge had never expected that Xia Liner, who was engaged to him, would actually harm him repeatedly. If it wasn't for the rare treasure, Qin Ge would have died a long time ago.

Even so, when Qin Ge was dreaming for a hundred years, because he followed the people of Four Peerless Sect to explore an ancient ruin, Xia Liner finally found an opportunity and killed him.

"But why would I have such a dream?" Qin Ge muttered to himself.

However, in the next moment, Qin Ge's eyes widened, and he was completely stunned. Because he actually saw that there really was that rare treasure in his Zifu!

However, this rare treasure wasn't a golden bell, but a golden bell.

It quietly floated in the center of Qin Ge's Zifu, and it was like a hundred thousand feet large Giant Mountain. The bell was engraved with the supreme image of Pangu splitting open the sky, and the surrounding starlight was sparkling. It was like the entire sky was surrounded by stars, and the inside of the bell was flickering with the auspicious light of the sun and moon. Mountains, rivers, lands, all kinds of prehistorical creatures were faintly visible.

"It's actually true. Could it be that I'm not dreaming?" Qin Ge stared blankly at the golden clock in his Zifu, muttering to himself in a daze.

After that, Qin Ge stretched out his hand and pinched his own arm. The intense pain caused Qin Ge to suck in a breath of cold air. He then looked at his Zifu once again, and discovered that the golden clock was still there. This made Qin Ge certain that he wasn't dreaming.

But soon after, Qin Ge thought of something and said softly, "Since the golden clock really exists, does this mean that Xia Liner is really trying to harm me?"

As he said that, Qin Ge's expression became more and more gloomy. The hundred years of experience in the dream made Qin Ge mature instantly. He would not be as stupid as he was in the dream anymore. However, the hatred he had for Xia Liner could not be contained.

"Xia Liner, although these things happened in my dream, it still has to be counted on you. The enmity between us has been formed. You just have to admit your bad luck." Qin Ge said softly.

After saying that, Qin Ge quickly recalled the mental cultivation method he had practiced in his dream. It was called the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell. It was the mental cultivation method that Jin Zhong had given him in his dream. The other was called "Qi Manipulation Spell of Grand Development." It was something he had learned in his dream in the Four Peerless Sect.

As Qin Ge began to recall, two cultivation heart techniques instantly appeared in his mind. It was incomparably clear, as if it was deeply imprinted in his mind. This made Qin Ge even more certain that the things in his dreams were real.

Of course, Qin Ge also understood that the reason why he had such a dream was definitely because of the golden clock.

And having a memory of the next hundred years appearing out of thin air would not only benefit Qin Ge, but also not simply having two cultivation heart sutras. Remembering everything that happened in the next hundred years, the corners of Qin Ge's mouth curled up, and his face was full of smiles.

"It's better to cultivate first." Retracting all his thoughts, Qin Ge said softly.

When he thought about cultivation, Qin Ge naturally remembered the innate deficiencies in his body. In his dream, he already knew the cause of his innate deficiencies. He also knew the reason why he had never seen his mother since he was young.

"Sigh, speaking of which, it's not easy for dad. Why don't I stop squandering in the future?" Qin Ge said with a smile.

However, Qin Ge immediately shook his head firmly. The business of being a prodigal had just begun. Of course, he couldn't give up. Furthermore, Qin Ge had decided not only to squander in the Great Xia Dynasty, but also in the Great Xia Dynasty. In the future, once he entered the Immortal Sect, he would continue to be a prodigal.

After calming himself down, Qin Ge finally started cultivating.

The first thing Qin Ge cultivated was naturally the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell, because it was a body refining heart technique. Qin Ge could only cultivate the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell to make up for the innate deficiencies in his body, and only then would he be able to cultivate the Qi Manipulation Spell of Grand Development.

There were a total of nine stages to the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell, and each stage would allow Qin Ge to obtain a Divine Flame. Therefore, cultivating the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell would not only make his body stronger, but also allow him to obtain the ability to control the Divine Flame.

Of course, it was impossible for him to obtain the Divine Flame when he first started cultivating the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell. There was only an ordinary flame. Qin Ge had been cultivating the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell in his dream for a hundred years, but he still couldn't reach the Perfection Stage in the first stage of the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell. It was a pity that he had obtained the first Divine Flame.

After silently chanting the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell, Qin Ge started cultivating with full concentration.

The moment Qin Ge started cultivating, a buzzing sound of a bell rang out. The golden clock floating in Qin Ge's Zifu suddenly appeared above his head. It was no longer as big as a mountain. Instead, it was only a foot tall, and a golden light fell down, enveloping Qin Ge.

As the golden bell appeared above Qin Ge's head, the surrounding natural Yuan energy suddenly surged towards Qin Ge. When the golden light passed through the golden bell, all of it turned into small flames that drilled into Qin Ge's body.

When the first small flame entered Qin Ge's body, he let out a muffled groan. Sweat immediately poured down from his forehead, followed by intense pain. However, Qin Ge gritted his teeth and held on. This was only the beginning!

As more and more flames entered his body, the intense pain in Qin Ge's body would become even stronger. If he couldn't even endure this kind of pain, how could he continue cultivating?

Qin Ge's body was innately deficient, which caused his meridians to shrink and become very fragile. He couldn't bear the circulation of Yuan energy, which was why Qin Ge couldn't cultivate.

The little flame that entered Qin Ge's body didn't care about it at all. It directly crashed into Qin Ge's meridians and shattered them.

"Damn it, I didn't feel this much pain when I was cultivating in my dream!" Qin Ge howled loudly in his heart.

Qin Ge really wanted to stop cultivating, but the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell was very overbearing. Once it was circulated, he wouldn't stop unless he cultivated all 36 Great Cycles of Qi. Therefore, he really wanted to die. He wanted to cry but had no tears.

Every time the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell was circulated for one Great Cycle of Qi, the golden bell would release a wave of energy that enveloped Qin Ge, repairing all the broken meridians in his body. However, the next Great Cycle of Qi would be torn apart.

Because he knew that the problem of his innate deficiencies had completely disappeared after cultivating in his dream, he could only grit his teeth and endure the torture again and again.