Dream Picking Records

Someone shouted that people from Changle Palace were coming, and the crowd automatically made way to welcome the protagonist of today.

The fifth senior brother, who was usually a gentle and polite man, roared and rushed to Wang Xiao and stopped ten meters in front of him.

"Don't think that wearing a Taoist robe can hide your identity as a thief!"

"I am Murong Bawang of the Qitian Dao Sect. I wonder if you have misunderstood me, fellow Daoist."

"Misunderstanding? Do you remember what you did to us?"

Wang Xiao was startled, puzzled by his hoarseness. Didn't he just knock them out? It shouldn't be like this, right?

The third senior sister from Changle Palace stopped him, fearing that he would reveal everything.

"Are you Murong Bawang? You look quite handsome."

"Immeasurable life and blessings, thank you for the compliment, fairy."

"How shameless!"

The third sister was wearing a bright red tight dress, showing off her proud figure. She kept looking him up and down.

"Why would a good Taoist priest use black bricks?"

"Black bricks are of course used to educate people with evil hearts. People like Fairy would never use them."

"You stinky Taoist priest, you actually dared to tease my senior sister, I will beat you into a Murong bastard!"

A disciple of Changle Palace couldn't stand it! He rushed forward regardless of the instructions.

Wang Xiao threw the black brick from his left hand to his right hand and looked at her with a smile.

"Look, fairy, this is where the black bricks come in handy."

The male disciple immediately summoned all his strength, trying to make his move work. But Wang Xiao waved the brick in his hand calmly, and his move collapsed immediately, and he lay on the ground like a dead dog.

The crowd watching realized that the Taoist priest was so friendly just now because the other party was polite, not because he had a good temper.

"What Murong family? That's ridiculous. I don't believe you can imitate my moves!"

The fourth senior brother of Changle Palace has a bad temper and is unwilling to engage in any sparring. He comes here just to trample the opponent under his feet and prove his master's name.

Wang Xiao is not the kind of person who likes to teach others. If he were asked to choose, he would prefer to fight freely.

"So you're not going to give your name."

"So much nonsense!"

The fourth brother took the lead and used the famous move of Changle Palace - parting the clouds to reveal the moon. With the movement of his fingers, a full moon appeared in his palm. It was as if he was holding the silent night sky in his hand.

"This move is not suitable for a rough guy like you."

Wang Xiao used the same move and arrived first.

The two bright moons merged and disappeared silently when they met.

Fourth Senior Brother’s pupils contracted. On the one hand, the other party really replicated the skill of Clearing the Clouds and Revealing the Moon. On the other hand, he, who was at the eighth level of Guiyuan, was not able to defeat the unknown seventh level Guiyuan practitioner in front of him.

With just this one move, he had already lost.

With his temper, he would definitely not admit defeat. He clenched his right fist, veins on his arm bulged, and his breath continued to rise.

"It's the secret skill passed down from our fourth senior brother. Murong Bawang is bound to lose!" The disciples of Changle Palace who were watching said excitedly.

Surprisingly, Wang Xiao did not dodge or evade, but rolled up his sleeves to his left and right, revealing his not very strong arms.

This is a head-on confrontation!

"Mountain-Splitting Divine Fist!" At this time, the fourth senior brother's eyes were bloodshot, his arms had become thicker, and the air around him was vibrating. He really looked like he had the ability to destroy mountains and split rocks.

"Star-Splitting Fist!"

Wang Xiao shouted casually, and two fists of different sizes suddenly collided with each other.

"boom!"

After the roar, the fourth brother flew out from the huge smoke and dust, covered in blood.

His fellow disciples flew up and caught him, all of them were shocked. In the Western Regions, in addition to the indestructible golden body of Buddhism, the Qingshan Body Refining Technique passed down by the fourth senior brother's family is also a first-class secret technique for self-cultivation.

Now Fourth Senior Brother’s arm was covered in blood and his bones were almost broken, and this was the result of Wang Xiao showing mercy.

"Clap, clap, clap." Applause broke out at the scene. Third Senior Sister's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but extend an olive branch.

"You can't judge a person by his appearance. How about joining my Changle Palace, handsome boy?"

Although the other disciples were not as skilled as him, they were still very unhappy after hearing this. If it weren't for the previous experience and the fact that the elders in the dark hadn't spoken, they would definitely come out and say something.

"Thank you for your kindness, fairy. You see, I already have a master."

Wang Xiao immediately refused and pointed to the big flag standing behind him. He said, "Are you kidding? There are two masters in the sky watching us."

"We don't know the Qitian Sect you mentioned. Can it compare to Changle Palace, the second largest sect in the Western Region? You will have a better development if you join us."

Sure enough, Taoist Pei was unhappy. He snorted coldly, and thunder roared over the bandit mountain.

Wang Xiao flicked his Taoist robe, stood up straight, and said, "Although my Taoism is not well-known in this world, it will surely spread throughout the world in the future."

"Okay!" Taoist Pei got so excited that the thunder became even louder, causing Wang Xiao to think that there was something wrong with what he said.

"May I ask where your sect is located? We would be honored to visit it on a certain day." Someone in the crowd asked.

"This is a small temple in the wilderness, not worth a visit. I was ordered to go down the mountain this time, intending to make friends with the world and to share the path to becoming a saint!"

"Well, it seems that I am not worthy of your attention, brother, so I have to take my leave." The third sister looked resentful.

"Fairy, don't you want to spar with me?" Her words surprised Wang Xiao. He originally wanted to spar with the masters of Changle Palace, but the other party had no intention of fighting at all.

"My junior brother was defeated in just two moves. I am not much stronger than him. At present, only two senior brothers and sisters can come out of retreat to compete with you."

The third sister turned around and exchanged glances with the elders in the crowd, then ordered her fellow disciples to carry the two unconscious people away.

As the sun sets, the crowd gradually disperses. Some say goodbye in a friendly manner, while others feel angry but helpless.

"Welcome all friends to come to Feishan for competition again!" Wang Xiao waved at the crowd in the sunset, with his back against the sun, and his whole body looked black.

At the foot of the mountain, the team from Changle Palace.

"Elder, what do you think?" The third senior sister was very curious about the elder's thoughts.

The elder took off his disguise, pondered for a long time and said: "It is indeed somewhat similar to the legendary Murong family, but I have never heard of the Qitian Dao Sect."

"Do we need to wake up our brothers and sisters?"

"No, there will be plenty of people coming up the mountain after today, so we can just wait and see. You did a great job today, remember, temporary fame and honor are meaningless, it's better to make more useless friends than more enemies."

Then the elder harshly accused the fourth and fifth brothers and the others: "Look at what you have done. Have you forgotten the core of our sect? Go back and put them in solitary confinement!"

On the other side, undercurrents were surging and discussions were diverse.

"What is Qitian Dao Sect? It doesn't have a big reputation, but it has a big tone."

"Changle Palace has really fallen into decline. Any kid with horns and bumps can step on their faces."

"Find out his background first. If he is related to the Thief Saint, it will be of great benefit to our sect if we can capture him alive first."

……

"If they are really from the lineage of the Thief Saint that everyone hates, would they dare to openly invite someone to compete with them?" Such a question made many people silent.

In the Juyi Hall, Wang Xiao was meditating, and there was a sneaky figure outside.

"come in."

The dark shadow hesitated for a long time and finally came to the hall reluctantly.

"Brother, can I say something weakly?"

Wang Xiao turned a blind eye and said, "You say."

"This seems like my home." The black shadow felt very aggrieved.

"Your family? Whose bandits traveled thousands of miles to rob people?"

"There's no business in Bandit Mountain. Besides, it's safer to go back home if you run away."

Wang Xiao was speechless, as if this was the truth. He said in a clear voice, "During the day, you were the one who reaped the benefits. Humph! How dare you come back to throw dirty water on me?"

"I don't know what the Thief Saint is. If I knew you came to Bandit Mountain, I wouldn't come back." The black shadow muttered softly.

"Didn't I leave a note?"

"I can't read."

Wang Xiao was speechless and broke out in a sweat.

"Ahem, what's your name?"

"My name is Wang Xiaoyu."

"What's your name?"

"Wang Xiaoyu!" the black shadow raised his voice.

"How can you be called that?"

Wang Xiao jumped up from the futon, and his neck shrank in fear. The black shadow man was stupid, his name did not match his temperament!

"My father got it, hoping that I would live freely in the human world and become an immortal in the future. Is that a problem?"

"No problem, no problem."

Wang Xiao stroked his forehead and kept reflecting on himself, wondering how he could judge a person by his appearance.

"Where are you going, Taoist priest?" The black shadow asked as he watched him walk out.

"I want to be quiet!"