Dream Picking Records

Early in the morning, Wang Xiao returned to his residence in the palace, and Old Xia appeared beside him silently.

"It was really lively last night."

"Hehe, the kid ran quite far but still couldn't escape Elder Xia's eyes."

"It's good to be young. You can really do something."

Elder Xia smiled and said, "I came here to tell you something. Sima Jinghong, the most powerful genius of the current Jinghong Academy, has reached an agreement with Pan Chengfeng. They will join forces to enter the secret realm during the Five Realms Festival. By the way, Pan Chengfeng also sent someone to you when you were in the scripture room these few days. It seems that he wants to win you over."

"I think Mr. Xia should still remember that my real name is Wang Xiao, and I am from Yunshan Academy."

Hearing about Jinghong Academy, Wang Xiao's spiritual energy began to stir. He thought of the vivid faces of his senior brothers and sisters and elders who had disappeared from the world forever because of them. He also thought of Ye Xiao who was sleeping in the Tianyuan forbidden land, and he was furious.

Old General Xia saw everything without saying anything.

"In fact, when I used the alias Wang Yu, Pan Chengfeng also tried to win me over, but I rejected him."

Wang Xiao did not let his anger get to his head. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in his chest. Seeing that Old Xia was still standing there, he asked, "Is there anything else, Old Xia?"

"The elder in your academy named Hengjun has a disciple named Black Tiger, right? He is still alive."

"Really? Where is he?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao excitedly grabbed Old Xia's arm.

"Gentle, gentle, young man, don't be impatient. You are almost shaking me to pieces."

"Don't be offended, Mr. Xia. I really couldn't control myself."

No wonder he was so excited. When he left the Tianyuan Forbidden Land and was gathering information in the nearby city, he learned from other people's discussions that Bai Zhu was knocked into a corpse pit. From anyone's perspective, it was a sure death.

The Tianyuan Forbidden Land has suppressing magic power. How can one survive in such an environment?

Wang Xiao loosened his arm, took a step back, and saluted to Old Xia.

"Please let me know what his current condition is and where he is, Elder Xia."

"His condition is not optimistic, but he is fine for now."

Wang Xiao let out a long breath, and kept repeating, "It's good as long as there is no hindrance, it's good as long as there is no hindrance."

Old Xia looked at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression and sighed, "It is said that he was originally trapped in the hell of hell in the western region, and was later brought out by a great monk."

"How did he end up in the Western Region after falling into the corpse pit in the Eastern Region?" Wang Xiao was stunned and very puzzled.

"It could be that there are secrets in the four corpse pits that we don't know about, or there could be other reasons."

"Four major corpse pits?"

"Well, it is said that after a great war many years ago, the entire continent was littered with corpses and grief. Take Daxia as an example. At that time, in order to destroy the corpses and prevent the breeding of evil, four large corpse pits were dug in the southeast, northwest and northeast regions. Countless corpses were transported and concentrated through magic arrays. The corpse pit in the east region is located near the Tianyuan Forbidden Land. Due to the special nature of the forbidden land, it has been almost forgotten by later generations over the years."

Elder Xia paused and said, "The Western Region has been a holy land of Buddhism since ancient times, gathering a large number of Buddhist believers. The corpse pit built in the Western Region is called the Avici Hell by them, and there are monks chanting sutras all year round to pray for the souls to be reborn. However, over the past few thousand years, almost all the corpses in the Western Region have been sent to the corpse pit, so its murderous and deathly aura has never diminished. So they set up a ceremony, and every generation of Buddhist sons and daughters must enter the corpse pit for baptism and swear a vow to purify the area."

"I've seen this before. Counting the days, it's almost time."

"That's right. According to custom, before the ceremony begins, a senior monk will go down to the corpse pit to inspect to prevent the breeding of overly powerful evil creatures. When the senior monk, Master Hongqian, went down, he found a trapped black tiger. The demonic energy condensed into a solid body and wrapped him up. Even someone as skilled as him at the level of destiny could not do anything about it. So, under his leadership, some people in the Western Regions Buddhist sect organized a demon-killing conference. They sent out invitations and described the appearance of the black tiger, hoping to find someone with a predestined relationship to help them solve the problem. Our Great Xia Dynasty was naturally among the invited guests. When Qingling saw the invitation, she recognized that the black tiger was your friend.

"Demon Extermination Conference..." Wang Xiao was worried and clenched his fists, "Old Xia, I..."

Old Xia patted his shoulder and sighed.

"Don't be impulsive. Buddhism in the Western Regions has been passed down for many years and has many believers. It will be difficult to deal with them in their territory."

"I understand, but my friend is in trouble, so I can't not go."

"Yes." Old Xia nodded in satisfaction. "Don't worry, I will lead the team this time. You will go with us in three days. I will explain the situation to them and try my best to save your friend's life."

"I will never forget your great kindness, senior!" Wang Xiao bowed respectfully to Old Xia.

"The Buddhist Demon-Slaying Conference is just a foreplay. There will be a great opportunity at that time, and your generation just happened to catch up. This is one of the reasons why all the sects are willing to go."

"Will you go to Jinghong Academy as well?"

"Yes, of course. Sima Jinghong has an immortal golden body, so the temptation of this good fortune to him is self-evident."

"Okay, you should have a good rest first. Let your body relax after a night of hard work."

After saying this, Old Xia turned into a puff of green smoke and left, leaving him standing there alone, gazing into the distance.

In the following time, Wang Xiao carefully read some Buddhist classics to learn about them in advance. Then he locked himself in the room to integrate the skills he had mastered. Especially the three articles obtained in the Purple Sea Bamboo Forest, they seemed to explain the simplest and most basic aspects, but in fact they were of great benefit.

Take the chapter on controlling spiritual energy as an example. By exploring the use of spiritual energy on your own, you can deepen your understanding of it, so that you can do it at will, control it freely, and perform more fitting and powerful moves.

Of course, it does not mean that the creations of the ancient sages were bad. Their skills and scriptures have been tested in history, and their strength is beyond doubt. However, they were definitely created to serve themselves, so the effect of their use will be more outstanding. After all, what suits oneself is the best.

Of course, for the fledgling Wang Xiao, the martial arts that have been preserved and tested by time are definitely better than his current random guesses. In short, it depends on the accuracy of his exploration.

In Shangyuan Palace, the bone box was floating peacefully and comfortably. Since it had been silent since the last time he dealt with it, Wang Xiao really couldn't do anything about it, fearing that it would run away from home again if it didn't agree with him, and then he would suffer a great loss.

Wang Xiao angrily entered the Zhengmen and wanted to vent his anger on Master Wang, but ended up getting beaten up and then running to the Lianmen to walk through a sea of ​​fire, and at the same time practice the Taiping Divine Yu obtained from the Imperial Palace Scripture Room.

As soon as he entered the gate, the flower of the spatial authority hit him in the face. The beautiful scenery inside the gate instantly spun around, shattered and reassembled, and it seemed like a pixel world.

"You are as grumpy as ever."

Wang Xiao looked at the hand waving at him from a distance and was speechless.

The insights about space he gained in the huge bronze palace in the Chaos Realm made the projection of the flower of space bigger and more solid. He also studied his moves on a daily basis and had some strange ideas in his mind, but he had never put them into practice.

……

"Old Wang, let's go."

Feng Tingjun's voice was heard outside the door, and Wang Xiao's three days of training inside the door also came to an end.

The sun shines through the window, and he glows with it. The spiritual energy around him follows the rhythm of his breathing.

"Ding."

With a slight sound coming from the soul, everything fell into place, and Wang Xiao successfully broke through to the sixth level of Guiyuan.