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Chapter 366

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Zhuo Bufan finally walked up the last step and saw the Dream Pond shrouded in purple mist.

The water in the Dream Pond was not purple. Instead, it was clear and transparent like ordinary water.

However, when Zhuo Bufan looked at the Dream Pond, his eyes and soul could not help but be attracted to the Dream Pond.

This small pool seemed to have a special magic that attracted Zhuo Bufan closer and closer.

"The Dream Pond created by the first Hallmaster, Ji Hyun Ho. It can reflect the deepest memories in one's soul. "

Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he saw a person's reflection appear in the Dream Pool.

It trembled slightly with the flickering light and passing shadow.

"What is my deepest memory?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned.

To be honest, he did not know what his deepest memory was.

However, when the reflection in the Dream Pond became clearer and clearer, Zhuo Bufan could not help but tremble.

There was a person's shadow in the reflection.

And this person was Albino, the person Zhuo Bufan did not know how to face!

In the Dream Pond, Albino was holding a black umbrella. With her back facing Zhuo Bufan, she looked back and smiled.

That pair of clear and moving eyes made Zhuo Bufan's soul tremble incessantly.

It was those eyes, those mesmerizing eyes, that made Zhuo Bufan forget himself.

Zhuo Bufan's deepest memory was that pair of eyes, Albino's eyes.

"Is this the deepest memory in my subconscious mind?"

Zhuo Bufan had actually guessed that it might be Albino, so when he saw Albino's reflection, he did not appear too shocked.

When he saw Albino again, his soul could not help but want to feel her existence.

Albino's soul was very warm and peaceful. There was no killing intent.

Zhuo Bufan even felt a warm love from the depths of Albino's soul.

Zhuo Bufan couldn't understand what that feeling was, but at least he was sure of one thing.

She was temporarily free from the life of being hunted.

With that, Zhuo Bufan felt much more at ease.

The trace of warmth and love that Zhuo Bufan felt was actually Albino's motherly love for her child.

Zhuo Bufan couldn't understand because he didn't know that Albino was pregnant.

After seeing the reflection in the dream pool, Zhuo Bufan was silent for a moment.

Afterward, he put this matter aside and began to seriously study the theory behind the Dream Pond.

The Dream Pond could reflect the memories in the depths of the soul. This was very similar to the Soul Reading Spell that Zhuo Bufan wanted to discover.

However, Zhuo Bufan couldn't find anything even after studying it for a long time.

He even drank a mouthful of the Dream Pond water and found that it was like ordinary water. It was colorless and tasteless.

In other words, the key to the Dream Pond was this Eight Trigrams Well.

Afterward, Zhuo Bufan began to use the most common visualization method in the cultivation world. He wanted to comprehend the true essence of the Soul Reading Spell from the Dream Pond.

The visualization method was the most mainstream method for Soul Reading Spell Masters to comprehend Soul Reading Spells.

By repeatedly observing the phenomenon of something, one could discover the truth within it.

However, the visualization method was too time-consuming.

Some people sat motionless in the same place and visualized for hundreds of years without any results.

Visualization relied on the Sharp Spirit Finger. It relied on that instant of enlightenment.

Zhuo Bufan wanted to use the visualization method to visualize the true essence of the Dream Pond. It was obviously not a day's work.

In the end, he could only leave resentfully.

When he walked out of the cave, he saw Zu Jiuling's expectant gaze.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan shook his head slightly.

"The Dream Pond can indeed reflect the deepest memories in the depths of my soul.

"This is somewhat similar to the Soul Reading Spell that I guessed. However, I don't understand the principle behind it. Perhaps a Soul Elder can give us some pointers. "

Zhuo Bufan placed his hopes on a Soul Elder.

Zhuo Bufan wasn't too disappointed. After all, this Soul Reading Spell wasn't as simple as the other Soul Reading Spells he had discovered before.

If Soul Reading Spells could be comprehended in just a few days, then there wouldn't only be eighty or so Venerables in the world.

Some Venerables would spend their entire lives researching Soul Reading Spells.

As such, Zhuo Bufan was prepared to fight a long battle.

At this moment, a group of purple-clothed young ladies ran over from the direction where they were standing.

They were all rushing to be the first to shout.

"The Palace Lord is awake. Little Venerable, the Palace Lord is awake."

These girls stood guard outside the Dream God Palace, waiting for the Palace Lord to wake up so that they could immediately inform Little Venerable.

When Zhuo Bufan saw this, he smiled.

He didn't think that he would one day become a heartthrob.

"Then I'll have to trouble you girls to lead the way. Let's go to the Dream God Palace to meet the Soul Elder!"

"Okay!"

The group of fangirls began to lead the way.

At that moment, Zhuo Bufan felt Superstar Media's hospitality.

"Teacher, let's go!"

Zhuo Bufan glanced at Zu Jiu Ling, who seemed a bit hesitant.

"Teacher, for the Soul Reading Spell."

Zhuo Bufan said again.

As soon as he heard the Soul Reading Spell, Zu Jiu Ling's eyes lit up.

"Let's go!"

Zu Jiu Ling kept shouting in his heart. For the Soul Reading Spell, for the Soul Reading Spell, for the Soul Reading Spell.

However, towards the end, it became for Shishi, for Shishi, for Shishi …

Right now, Zu Jiu Ling was completely captivated.

He was about to meet Meng Shishi. How should he face her?

Zhuo Bufan didn't understand Zu Jiu Ling's anxiety.

He followed the group of girls and arrived at a purple palace surrounded by a sea of flowers.

The palace was like a circular fortress, filled with a dreamy aura.

Dream God Palace, Soul God Palace's palace master's palace.

"Little Venerable, we're here. Dream God Palace is just ahead."

The girls brought Zhuo Bufan to Dream God Palace.

As soon as they arrived outside, they heard Soul God Palace's palace master's gentle voice.

"Please come in."

This wasn't the first time Zhuo Bufan had heard Meng Shishi's voice.

After all, during the past few days of meetings, he had more or less paid attention to this Soul Elder because of his teacher.

Meng Shishi was a very gentle woman with a kind of intellectual beauty.

She was gentle and virtuous, and had an extraordinary temperament.

The moment he heard Meng Shishi's voice, Zu Jiu Ling's body trembled.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

Zhuo Bufan called out. Only then did Zu Jiu Ling regain his senses.

"Oh, I'm fine, I'm fine. Let's go in! "

With a heavy heart, Zu Jiu Ling followed Zhuo Bufan into Dream God Palace.

After entering the palace, they saw that the Soul Elder had already brewed tea and was sitting behind a tea table made from tens of thousands of years old.

Meng Shishi was wearing a plain outfit with a tired look on her face.

She had just woken up and was clearly not in good spirits, so she had brewed tea to wait for them.

When she saw Zhuo Bufan and Zu Jiu Ling enter the palace, she quickly stood up to welcome them.

"Please sit."

Meng Shishi gestured for Zhuo Bufan and Zu Jiu Ling to sit.

Zhuo Bufan saw that Meng Shishi glanced at him and then looked at Zu Jiuling who was beside him.

However, Zu Jiu Ling didn't seem to dare to look at her and seemed to be avoiding her gaze.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward!

Meng Shishi quickly said.

"Why have the two of you come looking for me?"

Zhuo Bufan immediately broke the awkwardness and spoke of his intentions.

Meng Shishi frowned slightly when she heard this.

"Memory reading? Soul reading?"

"Interesting. As expected of the Little Venerable. You can always think of things that we don't dare to think of."

Meng Shishi picked up her teacup and said calmly.

"Yunmeng?"

At this moment, Zu Jiu Ling exclaimed after smelling the tea in his hand.

The atmosphere became awkward again.

Zhuo Bufan looked at this teacher and broke out in a cold sweat for him.

Fortunately, Meng Shishi was relatively calm.

"Yes, it's Yunmeng tea that was freshly picked this year. Try it. Is it still the same taste?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan was completely sure.

There was something fishy about these two!

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