Dream Picking Records

The Yueming Lake in the East Region looks ordinary during the day, but at night it seems as if there are layers of fireflies flying on the lake.

Wang Xiao and Zu Mengran were walking along the river.

"The fairy invited me to travel with her."

"Haha, I would like to walk more with you, sir."

Zu Mengran's palm stopped in mid-air. Her sweet smile coupled with her peerless beauty was too lethal.

Wang Xiao calmed down and asked, "Is this the lake?"

"Well, Yueming Lake is also known as the Falling Saint Lake. According to legend, a hundred years ago, it was a scene full of murderous aura, and the area within a hundred miles was silent and desolate. In the past hundred years, its murderous aura has gradually subsided, and the species surviving in the surrounding area have become more spiritual, until it evolved into its current appearance."

Suddenly a figure stopped in front of her, and she looked at Wang Xiao and hesitated for a moment.

"But it doesn't matter."

"Reporting to the Saint, my people brought a treasure for detection and tried their best to dive down. Although they found that the disappeared murderous aura gathered at the bottom of the lake, we can't go down any deeper at that depth."

"You should step back first."

"Yes."

After the visitor left, Wang Xiao asked again: "Fairy, how can you confirm that this place is related to our ancestor?"

"Please look, sir." Zu Mengran took out a pendant emitting holy light and placed it in his palm.

"Feel it, does it feel familiar?"

"The Four Symbols of Heaven?" Wang Xiao was shocked.

"Yes, this is the energy separated from the murderous energy at the bottom of the lake."

Zu Mengran approached Yueming Lake and whispered as he walked, "The Falling Saint Lake is bottomless and unpredictable. It is rumored that if you survive the murderous aura of the Falling Saint Lake, you can become a saint. Therefore, countless ancestors who had no hope of becoming saints chose to come here to fight for a chance of survival when they were old. Unfortunately, they never came out again. Our ancestors ten thousand years ago were so powerful, but now even becoming a saint is an illusion that we cannot achieve."

"It's too early to say this now. As long as we take every step carefully, I believe there will be a way forward."

"Does your Excellency think so?"

"It's always good to be more optimistic, right?" Wang Xiao said, spreading his hands.

"Sir, please don't forget me when you find the way."

"We have to remain friends forever."

Zu Mengran turned his back again and looked at the fluorescent Yueming Lake.

"Things in the world are unpredictable, who can predict for sure? Who knows, there will come a day when only one person can become a saint, and friends, relatives, and teachers and students will all fight until their heads are broken and bloody."

Wang Xiao looked at her back and didn't expect her to say such a thing.

The laws of nature are unpredictable, and human hearts are unpredictable. Anything can happen to a person.

Wang Xiao sighed and flew over the lake. He took out a pot of muddy wine and slowly poured it into the lake.

“May all the seniors rest in peace.”

He took out another token. It was the one his father gave him before he took the test in Dongli City. He had brought it with him in the hope of using the back door, but it was never used.

"The unfilial disciple Wang Xiao has come here today to pay respect to the ancestor."

As he spoke, Wang Xiao bowed from afar in the direction of Yunshan Academy.

After three bows, the fluorescence on Yueming Lake gradually increased and gathered towards him. Wang Xiao and Zu Mengran looked at this scene in amazement. The token in his hand also glowed, as if guiding him in the right direction.

Outside the lake, there were not only people from Miaoyinfang, but also people from other forces secretly observing. After noticing this change, they thought that an opportunity for Yueming Lake had appeared, and wanted to take action to get a piece of the pie.

All of a sudden, dozens of figures came from all directions, and no matter how hard they tried, they were still blocked by the fluorescent dots.

The fluorescence seemed small and weak, but it blocked everyone from the outside world.

A vortex appeared in the center of the lake, rotating slowly, with fluorescent light mixed in, gradually forming a bright portal.

Wrapped in fluorescent light, Wang Xiao moved freely without being restrained. He glanced at Zu Mengran and the people from various factions around him, then jumped into the door.

"Where is this?"

Wang Xiao was lost in a bizarre world. Everywhere he looked was emptiness, no one, no sound, only him talking to himself.

He just lay there flat, unable to move.

He seemed to have come to an unknown area before the creation of the world.

Wang Xiao blinked, and the moment his eyelids closed, he felt like he had just slept, but this sleep took trillions of years. It seemed as if he had also been thinking lonely and confused for trillions of years at this moment.

When he opened his eyes again, the world he was in had a more inexplicable charm. He used all his strength to move his fingers slightly.

"Huh, huh..."

Wang Xiao wanted to breathe, but it was only out and not in. He wanted to absorb spiritual energy, but the outside world was blank, and his skills were stagnant. The stars in the acupuncture points lost their luster, and the surging golden sea of ​​energy and the planets turned into a stone, or perhaps it couldn't be called a stone. Because Wang Xiao didn't know what he was now.

He tried hard to keep his eyes open. The thing called time seemed to have materialized and was moving forward at an almost imperceptible speed before his eyes.

"I have never felt that time has passed so slowly!"

Time passed by him, and Wang Xiao blinked again. With a bang, something exploded in his heart, and silent images flashed before his eyes.

That was the chaos exploding, the universe being born and dying, yin and yang alternating, the Tao evolving, the galaxy flowing. It was a cycle, endless. And he finally stood up and walked at the origin of the time axis.

With his 'movement', everything else is no longer 'still'. This silent world has sound and its first listener.

"Am I an outsider in this newborn universe?"

"Am I a witness to this universe?"

……

Wang Xiao didn't know how long he had been thinking, but he never stopped from beginning to end.

As he walked, his limbs separated from his body and expanded the closing chaos.

His eyeballs began to fall off, entangled with each other and disappeared in this universe. This universe that was constantly born and destroyed finally stopped dying and remained in a stagnant state.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Wang Xiao's heart was beating vigorously from his body, and the still universe began to beat in the same rhythm as him.

The liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys rushed to where they should go, and the universe gained an unpredictable force.

Then his head turned into the most primitive Dao and began to roar.

Finally his body enveloped the entire universe, making it more stable and safer.

He was lost for eternity, but luckily he finally woke up. With his awakening, spirits were born between heaven and earth.

The spirit began to take root and grow in every corner.

Wang Xiao no longer had a form, but he could feel that he could still think, but he didn't know who he was. As his faith turned, everything in the universe appeared clearly in his mind.

It seems like everything is moving in a good direction.