Dream Picking Records

A few days before Wang Xiao went into seclusion, a young man who looked like a Taoist priest walked out of a cave in a barren mountain in the southern region.

The man was surrounded by a natural aura of Taoism. After stretching his muscles, he naturally restrained his divine light and let out a long roar towards the sky.

"I, the Overlord Murong, have finally come out of seclusion. In this life, I will clear the name of the Murong family!"

His first stop will be to challenge the most powerful sects in the Southern Region!

……

"Murong Bawang, get out here!"

At the foot of the Bandit Mountain, dozens of major forces, led by the Nanlin Sword Sect, gathered, each with their own flag, blocking the entrance to the Bandit Mountain.

"Murong Ba Wang, I know you are hiding in Bandit Mountain. Aren't you going to challenge our Southern Region sect? Now that we are here, why don't you get down here right now!"

"You beat up some outer disciples and then ran away. Do you really think you are invincible?"

"Don't be a coward, come out and fight like a man!"

……

The man shouted until his mouth was dry and retreated to the leader of the Nanlin Sword Sect.

"Second Brother, there is no reaction. This guy is probably deliberately making a stunt. He doesn't dare to fight at all!"

The handsome second brother was dressed in green, with his hands behind his back, always paying attention to the situation on the top of the mountain.

"Keep shouting. Even if he doesn't come down, we must let everyone in the Western Region know what kind of person he is."

The people in the Western Regions were confused and stood not far away, eating melons quietly.

"This Murong Overlord is really brave. He has fought with many sects in the Western Region and now he has gone to the Southern Region to provoke them."

"Maybe he didn't have a fight with the eldest sister and second brother of Changle Palace, and the Buddhist nuns didn't come out, so he got itchy hands."

"It's hard to say. It just depends on whether he can return the favor. Otherwise, he is a thief saint!"

……

Han Mouren, Ji Bude and Wang Xiaoyu stood on the bandit mountain and watched what was happening below, confused.

"Wasn't the Taoist priest in seclusion? When did he run off to the Southern Region?" Wang Xiaoyu scratched his head.

"Let's wait a moment, Taoist Murong should be finishing soon." Han Mouren made a judgment based on the aura in Wang Xiao's retreat.

Wang Xiao was in the room, concentrating on the study of Yuan Shen. He was about to reach the end of Gui Yuan Realm, and he had to think in advance whether there was a way ahead.

He was so focused on cultivation that he successfully broke through to the eighth level of Guiyuan without realizing it.

After finishing his training, he stood up and exhaled a breath of turbid air. It could be seen that the light of his primordial spirit was much stronger than before, revealing a magical luster from top to bottom.

"Who is making so much noise?"

Wang Xiao pushed open the door and flew over to Han Mouren and the other two. Seeing the crowd of people below, he was stunned and asked the three people, "Oh my god, what's going on?"

"I'm not sure. From what I heard from the people below, it seems like they came from the Southern Region to accept the challenge as requested by Brother Dao." Ji Bude said, stroking his forehead.

"When have I been to the South Region?" Wang Xiao was confused after hearing what he said. So he and the other three came to the foot of the mountain to find out the situation.

Wang Xiao waved his whisk and bowed, saying, "Immeasurable life and blessings. Fellow Taoists, what brings you to Feishan?"

At the signal of the second senior brother, a new man from the Nanlin Sword Sect took over the speaking position from the previous man whose voice had become hoarse.

"Why? Don't pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth! Didn't you shout a few days ago that you wanted to challenge all of our sects? Why, now that we're here, you don't dare to acknowledge us?"

"I guess you all have some misunderstandings. I have been in seclusion these days and have never left the bandit mountain." Wang Xiao explained to them, his mind full of question marks.

"Oh, may I ask if you are Murong Bawang?"

"Exactly."

"Are you from Qitian Dao Sect?"

"Exactly."

"That's right, look!"

The man who spoke took out a letter of challenge and placed it in front of Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao and the three people behind him were dumbfounded, because there were a few big words clearly written on the letter of challenge - Murong Bawang of the Qitian Taoist Sect challenges all sects in the Southern Region.

"Monks don't tell lies. Don't say this isn't your handwriting!"

The writing was in black and white, and Wang Xiao had no way to prove his innocence with just words.

"Who dares to use my name to parade around? If I catch you, I'll make you pay!"

Wang Xiao muttered something, and the man knew from his reaction that he would not admit it.

"Don't deny it yet. In addition to the physical evidence, we also have witnesses."

The man waved his hand, and dozens of people from various forces came out one after another, all suffering varying degrees of injuries.

"Look carefully, is it him?"

When Wang Xiao saw that there was a witness, he walked forward confidently and showed his harmless smile.

"Look carefully, is it me? Don't frame a good person."

When the man saw him taking the initiative to step forward, he thought he was trying to use his power to overpower him, so he spoke again.

"Don't be afraid, fellow Taoists. We won't frame a good person, and we won't let a bad person go. Just rest assured and carefully identify them. With the Nanlin Sword Sect here, we will never let those evil people do anything wrong!"

So the victims began to come forward and identify carefully.

"Yeah, kind of."

"How is it similar?"

“The charm is about the same.”

“They are all Taoists.”

"They are all at the eighth level of Guiyuan."

“They are all men.”

……

Wang Xiao was speechless after listening to their discussion. What are they talking about? None of them are on point. Especially the eldest sister who said "they are all men", where is the focus?

Wang Xiao thought, he had only used the identity of Murong Bawang for a few days, and he hadn't offended anyone with this identity. The most powerful Changle Palace still had senior sisters and brothers who hadn't come out, so it wasn't like anyone would ask for external help, right?

Furthermore, none of the victims confirmed that the face was his. Could it be that the Holy Son of the Murong family happened to come out, and happened to be called Murong Bawang?

"Who can tell me if he beat your Murong Ba Wang?" Seeing that they were talking at the same time, the man asked them to be quiet.

Unexpectedly, before the victim could answer, Wang Xiao took the initiative to speak.

"Haha, now that things have come to this, I will no longer hide anything. The one who beat you is none other than Murong Overlord!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was outraged!

Representatives from various sects wanted to help their fellow brothers and sisters get revenge.

Instead, the man retreated to the second brother's ear and whispered, "Could it be a coincidence that the person and the sect have the same name? I saw him deny it for a long time before admitting it. It seems that he suddenly realized something - taking the opportunity to become famous!"

After hearing this, the second brother showed an affirmative expression: "Well, what Junior Brother said is absolutely right. We can't let others take advantage of the opportunity to get traffic. Let's give him a try, and everything will be clear."

Seeing that emotions were running high among the various factions, he stood up and used his spiritual energy to diffuse the sound, making sure everyone could hear it.

"My fellow Taoists, I am Gu Zhenqing from the Nanlin Sword Sect. Please listen to me. We are a reputable and upright sect and will never wrongly accuse a good person."

He turned his gaze to Wang Xiao and asked, "How can you prove that you are Murong Bawang?"

"what?"

Wang Xiaoren was dumbfounded again. Didn't the people on the other side clamor that he was the provocative Murong Bawang? Why did they ask him to prove that he was Murong Bawang?

Wang Xiao's expression changed, and he squinted his eyes and whispered, "You wouldn't have come all the way here to play tricks on me, would you? In this Bandit Mountain, in this Western Region, who doesn't know me, Murong Bawang?"