Dream Picking Records

Emperor Xia and Old Man Xia were speechless.

"It is rumored that Yuan Ling Dao Jin has psychic powers, but he hasn't even shed his blood to acknowledge his master yet..."

Wang Xiao pointed his finger at his heart, and the pure blood from his heart spilled onto the spear. The spear body hummed as it absorbed the blood, leaving a mark and recognizing its master.

"You look so majestic, what name should I give you?"

The first time he came up with a name, he was stumped. His mind went blank and he had no relevant ideas at all.

His thoughts were in a mess. After struggling for a long time, he finally shook his head vigorously. Combining its atmosphere and color, he decided, "I'll just call you Big Black for now." The black spear forged by Yuan Ling Dao Jin struggled, but because its level was usually in Gui Yuan Realm like Wang Xiao, he couldn't sense whether it agreed or disagreed.

Then he looked at Hei Zhuan again, "Your name is Er Hei."

After naming Da Ren was completed, ripples appeared in the formation diagram and a door appeared. Old Xia walked out of it and couldn't help but stare at the black brick for a few more seconds.

Wang Xiao calmed down his joyful mood and thanked Elder Xia sincerely: "Your Majesty and Elder Xia will definitely do my best to repay your kindness!"

"If you want to thank someone, thank His Majesty. He allowed this."

Old Xia stroked his beard, very satisfied with his attitude. After he left, Old Xia took him into the scripture room.

"Except for the core things of the Xia family, you are free to browse the rest." Old Xia left after leaving these words.

The scriptures are vast, but fortunately they are organized and arranged according to categories such as offense, defense, spirit, and body. In addition, there are two special places, one for the previous handwritten notes, and another for the fragments.

Wang Xiao strolled through the place and began to reflect on himself. "I have studied the stone tablet scripture of the Qi Control Chapter. I can mobilize the spiritual energy according to my own understanding and perform unique moves. But I am not mature yet. I can read more ancient books for reference and learn from their shining points to enrich myself."

Wang Xiao did what he said. He studied the scriptures attentively, immersed himself in them, and never tired of the many new things he came into contact with.

At the end of each stage, his spirit would enter the metal box to practice with Master Wang.

As always, Master Wang was able to find fault with him and teach him a lesson.

When he came out of the "certificate" door, his whole body was sore. After all, fighting against yourself is really a very painful thing. He can do everything you can do, and can even improve it.

As the Concentration Chapter was activated, his soul seemed to be soothed by a pair of gentle hands, quickly relieving his soreness and fatigue.

Wang Xiao looked inward and found that the only spiritual means he had were the lion's roar he got from Jin Hao, the Phantom Wind Lion, and the fire nature that came with being burned by the "Lian" fire for a long time.

The latter is indeed powerful, but it is more defensive. He decided to spend more time on this, and finally found a favorite scripture in the fragments, called "Taiping Shenyu".

This sutra is extremely powerful, and wherever its divine light passes, all spirits are annihilated. However, the requirements for spiritual practice are extremely strict, and if one is not careful, the soul will be shattered and the life will return to the earth.

Because it is an ancient method, a powerful technique practiced by people before the Guiyuan Realm was created, there are differences in how it is performed.

"It's a pity that there are only fragments." The more Wang Xiao read, the more fascinated he became. He wanted to read the whole article as soon as possible, but then he felt relieved.

"I will bite off more than I can chew. I will first try to understand what I have mastered thoroughly."

Wang Xiao sat in front of the notebook, silently reading the experiences and lessons of his predecessors, comparing them with his own, and his state of mind was elevated.

A day in a dream is like a thousand miles away from the world. When Wang Xiao came to his senses, another seven days had passed.

Without any accumulated dust, he looked ethereal and elegant. He was cleansed by the scriptures and looked brand new. Every move he made was like that of a god.

He walked out of the room and stretched. The sun shone down, and he felt relaxed all over. A mysterious sound came from his mind, and he naturally broke through and entered the fifth level of Guiyuan.

"very good."

Old Xia came over from a distance and praised him, and Wang Xiao saluted him.

“Thanks to these scriptures, I have benefited a lot.”

"Okay, do you know the kid from the Yang family? He heard that you were here and came several times in the past few days. I sent him away because I told him you were in seclusion. Go find him now, or he will bother me again."

"He is with Yingling right now." Old Xia said as he left. "By the way, the token Qingling gave you was personally bestowed by His Majesty. No one can stop you when you move around the palace with it."

"Take care, Mr. Xia."

Wang Xiao took out the token and recalled the illusion that appeared in the holy realm. What is real and what is false? If he had not discovered that he was a spiritual body during the thunder tribulation, he might not have been able to see through the illusion.

Half truth and half falsehood make it difficult for people to distinguish, but at the beginning of the illusion, he had no memory of his origin and could not refute it.

"Don't think about it for now." Wang Xiao walked around the palace with the token in his hand, asked the patrol team, and found out the palace where Xia Qingling was.

It was noon, and Xia Qingling and Feng Tingyun were busy eating.

"Have you gained weight?" Wang Xiao walked slowly and sat down silently.

"Who gained weight? I just have baby fat!" Feng Tingjun retorted.

"Brother Xiao, no, Master Wang Yu, let's eat first." Xia Qingling pouted, still dissatisfied with Wang Xiao for not telling him this identity.

"You are all cultivators, why are you still so greedy?" Wang Xiao didn't dare to respond to her, and instead picked up an animal leg and started to chew it shamelessly.

"Everyone's path is different. I want to try all the delicacies in the world and prove my path through eating." Feng Tingyun said proudly.

"Then do you eat bird legs?" Xia Qingling asked sincerely with her cunning eyes, and Feng Tingjun immediately wilted.

"What a lively scene! Oh, it turns out that Brother Xiao has come out of seclusion!"

Yang Shuan walked into the room, put away his folding fan, and showed his signature smile that drove the girl crazy.

"Shouldn't you be with Princess Yingling?" Wang Xiao teased, "And you should also restrain your smile. I don't know how many women have been seduced by you."

"Brother Xiao, you can't say that. I have been devoted to Ying Ling for so many years. The heaven and earth can bear witness to that!"

"is it?"

Wang Xiao moved his fingers slightly, and thunder sounded outside the house.

"Look, even God doesn't believe you."

"Accident, this is an accident!"

Yang Shuan was puzzled and looked outside. How could there be thunder on such a sunny day?

Wang Xiao stopped teasing him and said, "Okay, Brother Yang, why did you come to see me?"

"It's a rare visit for you, so I have to take you around. There are many interesting places in the Imperial City. Otherwise, your trip would be in vain."

"I'm busy practicing."

"Cultivation is important, but we should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest." Yang Shuan spoke eloquently, "Proper relaxation will free your mind. When your mind is free, you may suddenly have an epiphany. Wouldn't that be twice the result with half the effort?"

"Are you going to Miaoyinfang again? Be careful or I'll tell Sister Yingling." Xia Qingling put her hands on her waist with a cunning look in her eyes.

Yang Shuan was ashamed, wondering how he could have forgotten this little ancestor.

"Well, Qingling, we are all here to enjoy the music and cultivate our mood. We will never do anything else."

"Oh? Then take me with you." Feng Tingjun and Xia Qingling spoke at the same time.

How could they take a little girl and a baby to such a place?

"Baby!" Yang Shuan's mind raced, "Brother Xiao, I haven't seen you for a long time. How come you have a baby now, and it's grown so big?"

"Bah, I'm Wang Da!"

"Wang Da? Oh, the bird in the Purple Sea Bamboo Forest." Yang Shuan blurted out, then realized that it was inappropriate and quickly shut up. He was choked because of his inappropriate words when they just met.

As expected, Feng Tingjun was about to lose his temper, but Wang Xiao came out to smooth things over and interrupted his spell.

"Let's talk outside." Wang Xiao hurriedly pulled him out, turning back and reminding him, "Stop eating, or you'll turn into a fat bird."

After saying this, the two of them ran away.

"I have an appointment with a few brothers tonight. I will introduce them to you then. Let's go to Fushe Old Street first. When you come to the Imperial City, you must go to the old street first. It can predict your future fortune in the Imperial City."

"Is there still such a thing?"

"Of course, don't disbelieve me. There was a down-and-out middle-aged man who tried his luck and got a very auspicious sign. Later, he rose to prominence and was made a marquis."

"Huh?" Wang Xiao suddenly stopped and looked around in confusion.

"What's wrong?" Yang Shuan was puzzled by his expression.

"It's okay. I'd better change my appearance before going out." His facial muscles moved and he put on the king's vest. He said to himself, "Am I worrying too much? How could someone spy on me in the heavily guarded palace?"