Dream Picking Records

After putting away Lao Lou's sword, Wang Xiao sensed the special fluctuations in the air and immediately changed his posture.

"Come out,"

As soon as the words fell, Murong Hanhai appeared.

“Son, was that an elder of our clan? I could feel the enormous pressure he exerted on me from miles away!”

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. If you have something to say, just tell me quickly." Wang Xiao's voice was cold.

"Yes, Lord Saint! I think the senior is here to tell you that Murong Bowang was killed a few days ago, and his grandfather is sending someone to secretly investigate the matter."

"I already know. The clan suspects that someone is targeting my Murong family. Come to Feishan to find me in two days. I will go to your branch to check your security measures."

"Yes, Han Hai will convey this to our tribe right away."

After learning the magical skill of hiding one's shadow, Murong Hanhai's disappearing figure could no longer escape Wang Xiao's sight.

"It seems that Murong Bawang's identity is no longer useful. We need to find out the relationship between the Murong family and Qitian Dao Sect as soon as possible."

The next morning, Wang Xiao dialed the numbers of his two senior brothers.

"Two brothers, my identity is no longer useful. I plan to go to the Murong family's branch the day after tomorrow to find out what's going on. How is your insurance preparation going?"

"Don't worry, Junior Brother. We are almost ready. Just wait tomorrow!" The two Taoist priests answered confidently.

After hanging up the phone, he took out the space light bead he obtained in the desert.

The egg yolk-sized light bead immediately turned into two streams of energy. One stream penetrated into the sea of ​​energy and turned into pure energy, while the other stream rushed straight to the place where the soul was.

He felt that the world was a chaotic mess, changing without any regularity.

After Wang Xiao gained some insights, all the fragments of the Dao in space were submerged in the bone box. His soul followed and he found that the third stone door - the Dao Gate - had been opened. The fragments of the Dao seemed to have found their relatives and embraced the embrace of the flower of space inside the door.

The authority of the Great Dao and the Flower of Space grew stronger, and his understanding of the Dao of Space deepened accordingly.

"A place to cultivate the Dao..."

Wang Xiao sat on the top of the mountain and muttered to himself.

Tao is illusory but real. Generally speaking, only cultivators who have entered the state of unity with Tao can feel Tao and are qualified to pursue their own Tao.

In the early stage, the so-called sword way, using sound to enter the Tao, etc. were just means of using spiritual energy. After truly understanding the Tao, adding one's own Tao to the magic attack, only then can one enter the realm of seeking the Tao.

At that time, the caster will have the capital to truly look down on those below him.

"If I were to ascend to the Hedao, what path should I cultivate?"

With the space flower in the stone gate, the space path is quite suitable.

Wang Xiao swung his Taoist robe, and a ray of divine light hit the withered grass, turning it green.

He used a move that Fang Tianming had taught him - backtracking, and the power of time was also very strong.

The Four Symbols of Heaven, the Fairies from the Sky...Since he started practicing, he didn't seem to have pursued any particular path.

"It's too early to think about it now."

Wang Xiao collected his thoughts and took a deep breath. He had not yet completed the journey of seeking the truth in the Return to Origin Realm.

Another day passed, and the evening sunset dyed the sky red, bidding farewell to the world. Han Mouren and Ji Budde took Wang Xiaoyu down the mountain to travel and had not returned yet.

Taoist Priest Pei and Taoist Priest Qin descended from the sky to the bandit mountain, and Wang Xiao stepped forward to take them to the gathering hall.

"Are you two brothers ready?"

"Of course! Junior brother is doing this for the Dao Sect, how can we slack off, you see!"

Taoist Master Pei took out two palm-sized dolls, which were made to look like their faces.

Taoist Priest Qin explained: "Brother, this is a doll container made according to ancient methods. It can isolate the Qi and avoid detection. We will enter it and go to Murong's house with you. Tell me, is it the best insurance to have us here?"

The two Taoist priests were very proud and boasted about themselves.

“Of course, with the two immortals Xiaoyao by my side, I, your junior brother, can rest assured.” Wang Xiao looked at the two cute dolls and wanted to laugh, but he also had a bad premonition.

"We'll show you."

The two Taoist priests could not wait to transform into a puff of green smoke and enter the doll. The doll immediately came to life and stretched its waist and muscles.

"Hey, Lao Qin, you're in the wrong place. That's my doll!"

"You were the one who made the mistake first!"

"Well, I think it would be best if I don't need the two brothers tonight..."

It was the first time that Wang Xiao saw two little puppets quarreling with each other, and he planned to take back what he had just said.

Upon hearing this, the two quickly switched bodies and leaned against each other with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Elder Qin said: "Junior brother, it was a pure mistake."

Elder Pei also assured: "That's right, Senior Brother, we are still reliable!"

Time flies and it's night again.

At night, Murong Hanhai arrived as promised. Wang Xiao put the doll in his arms early and followed him using his invisibility skills.

"I told you, he knows both the Formless Divine Art and the Shadowless Divine Art. He is the contemporary saint of our clan. When I return to the family, you must reward me well!" Murong Hanhai no longer had any worries and even secretly looked forward to the family's reward.

The two flew about 200 miles south of Feishan Mountain and arrived at a small town. The town was called Hanshan Town, which was surrounded by mountains and rivers, with abundant resources and people living a stable and prosperous life.

And the moment he stepped into the town, he felt something sweeping over him.

"Holy Son, we're here." Murong Hanhai said as he stopped in front of a ancestral hall.

"Gusu Clan Ancestral Hall." Wang Xiao muttered to himself and looked straight ahead. There were lanterns lit in the hall and three old men were waiting for him.

The three of them looked at each other, and finally bowed down to him and said, "Greetings to the Holy Son."

"Please stand up, three elders. The Overlord's family would like to extend greetings to you all."

He walked forward, took three incense sticks, lit them, and bowed three times to the tablet in the ancestral hall.

"Please take a seat, Holy Son." The three elders did not expect that the Holy Son from the clan would be so friendly.

"No need to sit down. I think the three elders know why I am here, right?"

"Of course. Han Hai has already conveyed the Holy Son's intention to us. Please follow me, Holy Son." said the oldest of the three elders.

"Wait a minute, the checkpoint to detect evil thoughts when entering the town seems a bit superfluous to me. Or is it... just aimed at me?"

Wang Xiao's calm questioning made the three elders at a loss, and they broke out in cold sweats. They had originally planned to conduct a secret test, but they didn't expect the person in front of them to be so perceptive, which froze them in an instant.

Although they were of high rank in the branch, they were like servants in front of the Holy Son of the main family. If the Holy Son was happy, he could call them uncles, and if he was unhappy, he could make them kneel on the spot.

"Don't be afraid, Elders. This Saint Son has no intention of getting angry. It is necessary to be cautious. You are also afraid that if I am a fake, the foundation you have built over the years will be exposed."

Wang Xiao released his spiritual energy while speaking. Although he was smiling, the three elders felt uneasy and stood still, their backs were soaked with cold sweat.

"Let me prove myself to you."

Wang Xiao demonstrated the formless magic skill and the invisible magic skill on the spot.

The three elders knew the sect's core secret manual, which was true. They knelt on the ground and apologized to him.

"Please be magnanimous and forgive us, Holy Son!"

"You don't have to do this, Elders. I've already told you that I agree with your actions. If you still don't believe it, come and verify it."

"No need! No need!"

"Okay, get up."

It must be said that his bluffing, preemptive strike, and trick of confusing the real with the fake were effective. Of course, this was also due to the absolute authority of the clan. The three elders of the branch had seniority, but in comparison, they had no status and did not dare to offend the majesty of the clan.

Murong Hanhai was at a loss as to what to do. He saw that the three elders were so old that their arms were shaking after they stood up.