Dream Picking Records

Above a huge swamp, spiritual energy suddenly boiled. A vortex spun faster and faster, and with a bang, a tall man leaped out of it.

"Haha, God has blessed me, Murong Bawang. I accidentally fell into an ancient ruin and got such a reward!"

He was full of energy and high spirits, and even though his clothes were tattered and stained with mud from the ground, it could not conceal his demeanor.

"I didn't meet the core disciples of the various sects last time. Today I will set up an arena in the Southern Region to challenge the descendants of the major sects. I don't believe they will not accept the challenge!"

Then he took out a clean Taoist robe, put it on and set off.

……

On the other side, the Southern Territory Thanos Alliance gathered again.

"Ahhh! Murong Overlord, you are going too far. You just defeated us in the Western Region, and now you are chasing us to the Southern Region to provoke us! This is intolerable!"

"Go and get Cen Daozi and the others out quickly. We must teach him a lesson!"

'Zuo Ciming' and his men are united in their hatred of the enemy and are determined to take him down!

"Wait a minute, could it be that someone knew we were defeated and deliberately impersonated Murong Bawang to humiliate us?" Some people calmed down and analyzed.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know once you go there."

The next day, at Shentai Peak in the Southern Region, the real Murong Overlord sat leisurely on the ring, waiting for the arrival of various sects.

Perhaps out of anger or jealousy, there are so many people coming today, and their momentum is particularly fierce.

Murong Bawang was not aware of the situation, and seeing the crowds of people, he was eager to fight with them immediately. However, he still held back and did not forget the purpose of leaving the retreat.

"Ahem, I am Murong Bawang, from Qitian Dao Sect. Thank you all for coming here."

There was silence below the ring, and everyone was staring at his face.

Seeing this, he was very confused. Was there something on his face? He wiped it carefully, but found nothing.

"What do you mean, fellow Taoists?"

When everyone saw that Murong Bawang on the stage was only 80% similar to the one they saw in the Western Regions, they immediately confirmed that he was a fake.

"You didn't do your homework before impersonating me, and the appearance doesn't even match. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?" After hearing the appearance, Murong Bawang suddenly realized, and then explained to everyone with a smile.

"You have misunderstood, fellow Taoist. I have used someone else's face before, but this is my true appearance."

The leaders thought it made sense and gathered together to discuss it.

"As usual, let's try him first and then confirm it after Cen Daozi and others arrive."

"Okay, let's do it."

Several people hit it off immediately and jumped onto the stage to learn from him. However, they were swept off the stage by Murong Bawang in a few seconds.

"Murong, why don't you use our moves to fight back?"

"Haha, it's not worth it to deal with them in just two moves." Murong Bawang explained.

But it is not the case in the eyes of others. It is this face that asks for a beating that is enough to piss off all the 'Zuo Ciming' to death.

"Damn it! This is too much!"

At this time, Yan Xinmo arrived first. Although he had a good impression of Murong Bawang before, he felt that his behavior was too much today. So he was invited by others to come and destroy the tyrant.

As a result, she confirmed at a glance that this Murong Overlord was not that Murong Overlord.

"He's fake."

Yan Xinmo spoke to the others with a cold voice and a chilly look.

'Zuo Ciming' said: "He explained that his previous appearance had changed."

"The mental strength is not right."

"How can Fairy Yan confirm this?"

"because……"

Yan Xinmo's cheeks flushed slightly, because they had once had in-depth exchanges in the spiritual realm, and she could naturally tell the difference between the two people's spirits.

But to Zuo Ciming and others, it was not the same thing. They thought it was just an excuse for their loved ones!

What they say about Thanos is all fake! It's so sad!

So more "Zuo Ciming" came on stage one after another.

Seeing their angry looks, Murong Bawang thought he had gone too far, so he wanted to satisfy them and give them a taste of their own medicine.

Unexpectedly, the people in the audience became even angrier.

And he said he was a fake Murong Bawang! Woohoo! Everyone's heart was broken on the entire Shentai Mountain.

Gu Zhenqing, Qiu Tieniu and others finally arrived, and they couldn't understand why the atmosphere in Shentai Mountain was so weird.

So after understanding the situation, they carefully identified the person on the stage, and finally said in unison: "He is not Murong Bawang."

Several authoritative figures spoke, and the sad atmosphere suddenly disappeared, and people's minds became clearer.

A clever little ghost said something shocking: "I understand, he is the descendant of the Thief Saint? Otherwise, how could he master the skills of our various sects!"

Murong Bawang was shocked. He clearly didn't reveal any flaws. Fortunately, their lineage had a good mentality and there was no sign of any disturbance on the outside.

He calmly explained to everyone: "You have misunderstood, fellow Taoist. I am the descendant of the Qitian Dao Sect and the Murong family. You know the Murong family, their traditional skills are that you can get the general idea at a glance."

"Nonsense! I think you are just using the fame of the Murong family to cover up your identity as the Thief Saint!"

Murong Bawang was even more shocked. He didn't expect that they could see through this.

But he had to hold on now and definitely not run away. If he ran away, wouldn't it prove that he was guilty?

"A clean person is innocent. I am upright and have no fear of false accusations!" He spoke righteously, looking directly at the people in the audience.

"You can't beat me, so you want to frame me? Are all the cultivators in the Southern Region like this?"

The audience took two steps back unconsciously. A big hat was put on them, and no one dared to accept it. But they were unwilling to accept it.

"Well, you thief, we'll make sure you accept your defeat."

So, under the instigation and flattery of everyone, Gu Zhenqing and others went on stage one after another.

Even though they were all extremely powerful masters in the Southern Territory, they were still defeated by Murong Bawang even after using their trump cards.

"Damn it, are we going to allow the fake Murong Bawang to ruin our reputation?"

When everyone was at a loss, they discovered that Cen Daozi, with his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and snow-white clothes, had already arrived.

"You are the one who humiliated my Southern Region monks?"

He casually split the ring set up by Murong Bawang with a sword, stood sideways and said: "You are not worthy of setting up a ring to provoke in the Southern Region."

"Ninth level of Guiyuan?"

Feeling the fluctuations in the other party's cultivation and the change in his attitude, Murong Bawang knew that he had met a tough guy. He turned his eyebrows and came up with a plan, and stretched out his hand to Cen Daozi very firmly.

"What's wrong with the ninth level of Guiyuan? I am not afraid of you even at the eighth level. Let's fight in single combat!"

"Let's fight. Our Nanlin Sword Master's son is invincible. Would he rely on his high realm to suppress you? Just prepare to be killed!"

Before Cen Daozi could say anything, a fan beside him spoke first. He felt a little unhappy, but he still enjoyed the flattery from the fans more.

"I don't need to use my full strength against you."

Cen Daozi and Murong Bawang started fighting from the ground all the way up to the sky.

Both of them were gifted with top-notch talents, and the skills they practiced were also top-notch. Their own skills were also first-rate. The brilliant skills continued to bloom, and the Shentai Peak was shaken.

Before they knew it, hundreds of rounds had passed and the two were still tied.

"Where did this Taoist priest come from? I can't even defeat him."

Cen Daozi fought him and retreated, his face uncertain. He seemed to have made some kind of decision and pointed his sword at Murong Bawang.

"He is the successor of the Thief Saint."

Then he stopped suppressing his own strength and focused on attacking Murong Bawang.

"Did you hear that? Cen Daozi said he is the successor of the Thief Saint!"

With Cen Daozi's guidance, the heroes of the Southern Territory were ready for battle.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Murong Bawang immediately turned around and ran away.

When others called him a thief before, he even argued back. Now that the backbone of others has spoken, if he doesn't run away, he will die.

"My fellow Taoists, please report to the sect immediately and do your best to capture the fake Murong Bawang!"

Then a shocking scene appeared in the southern land, where one man and a group of people started a chase, one chasing the other.