Dream Picking Records

Murong Dayan and Murong Bawang were both looking at Wang Xiao, while Murong Laozu was watching the scene in the hall with great interest.

"Tell me, who are you?"

Before Wang Xiao answered Murong Dayan's question, Murong Bawang was puzzled and his eyes glanced back and forth between Wang Xiao and his father.

"Father, isn't he the Holy King? Your other son?" He asked cautiously, but it was obvious that he did not want to have such a brother, and he still had some reservations about his father's character.

Murong Dayan's eyes darkened and he really wanted to hit him twice.

Wang Xiao changed his appearance, gave him an apologetic smile, and said, "I'm sorry, I deceived you before because of a series of coincidences. I hope you can forgive me."

"Wang Xiao? How come you are in my clan? How come you know my clan's Wuxiang magic?" Murong Bawang had seen him compete during the selection and recognized him at first sight. Unlike the mood at that time when he wanted to learn from him and make friends with him, he now wanted to curse!

But he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as his father's glorious image had not collapsed.

"I am the heir of the Qitian Dao Sect, and the two behind me are my senior brothers."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man sitting in the position of the clan leader stood up, walked around the three of them as if examining them, and then asked doubtfully: "What evidence do you have for what you said?"

Elder Qin took out a token with two characters from an unknown period engraved on it. He injected spiritual energy into it, and a terrifying aura far beyond that of the Murong family's ancestor came towards him.

Although they didn't recognize it, they could all understand through perception that it was the word "Qitian".

Suddenly, the shadow of the Murong family's ancestor appeared in front of the surprised gazes of Murong Dayan and his son, and hugged Wang Xiao and the other two excitedly without any demeanor of a senior.

"Brother! I miss you guys so much!"

The old man called out with such sincerity and emotion. The ancestor of the Murong family actually called three people who appeared out of nowhere "senior brothers". Who would believe it if it got out?

"Wait, wait, stop calling me senior brother. What proof do you have that you are our junior brother?" Taoist Pei was wary of scammers and people trying to establish connections with him, so he questioned him instead.

"Brothers, you should have seen the statue I built in the clan. Doesn't that prove it?"

"But we just heard from your descendants that it was you who mistakenly entered our sect and stole all the treasures of our sect, right?" Taoist Qin said with ill intention.

"Who is talking nonsense and tarnishing my innocence?" The old man was furious and felt a little guilty, so he raised his voice to cover up his words.

"Ancestor, it was my second uncle who said that. He was the one you just knocked out with an electric shock." Murong Bawang reminded him in a low voice: "And your choice of words is inappropriate. If he is a son of a bitch, you..."

"Unfilial descendants, you really make me angry!" The old man reacted immediately and cursed.

"Hehe, I'm sorry to have made you laugh. To be honest, when I entered the Taoist sect, I encountered a spiritual consciousness. He said that we were destined to be together and wanted to take me in as his disciple. He also entrusted the treasures of the Taoist sect to me for safekeeping. He also said that I would meet you brothers thousands of years later."

He would not tell anyone about the embarrassing incident of being haunted by a man in his dreams after he emptied the treasures of the Taoist sect. The reason why he took the initiative to recognize his master was because he smelled an endless and profound aura from the other person.

After he figured it out, he was no longer afraid whenever he entered a dream. Instead, he pestered the dreamer to take him as his apprentice.

"Oh, Senior Brother, I just heard from Overlord that you are going to participate in the Five Realms Grand Meeting. Isn't that for young people below the Hedao Realm? You?"

Murong Patriarch called him "Senior Brother" affectionately, but Wang Xiao felt a little uncomfortable and said awkwardly: "How about you just call me by my name? I just turned eighteen this year. If what you said is true, you are the senior brother."

"What?" The old face of the phantom turned red. He thought Wang Xiao had some hobby that froze his face in this state.

"No, your identity has yet to be confirmed. Before that, I can only recognize you as a nominal disciple on behalf of the master. If you accept this identity, he will be your senior brother."

Taoist Priest Qin said this seriously, inadvertently revealing his aura that he was determined to suppress the other party.

Patriarch Murong was awed and felt in awe of Taoist Qin. At the same time, he imagined how powerful the Taoist founder would be if he were still alive!

With this thought in mind, ranking doesn’t seem important anymore.

"Okay, Senior Brother. My real body is still in seclusion and I cannot wake up to personally receive you three. Please forgive me."

Taoist Priest Qin waved his hand to show that he didn't care. "Give an order and send someone to fetch a note about spiritual truth from the Sutra Library and give it to my junior brother."

"No, the manuscript is here. I have already read it. Now give it to me..."

Murong Bawang was stunned. He was deceived before and called Wang Xiao brother. Now the other party has turned into the ancestor's senior brother. How should he address him?

Wang Xiao saw his embarrassment and said, "You and I can just call each other brothers. There's no need to be restrained."

"No! That would mess up the generations!" Patriarch Murong was the first to object.

"Okay, let's not discuss this for now. Your family affairs have not been dealt with yet, so we won't get involved. Bye."

"No, you brothers have finally come here, why don't you stay in the clan for a while and tell me about the deeds of our master! Besides, our family is big and powerful, and we have the resources for Brother Xiao Wang to practice, which will provide an additional guarantee for the success of finding the way."

"That's right, and there are still some rubbings of the Concentrated Realm notes in our clan. Although they are not as good as those left by the Taoist sect, they are also worth learning from." Murong Dayan added. The shadow was very pleased. He was indeed the one he had chosen to succeed the clan leader. He was smart enough.

"Well... okay." The two senior brothers agreed to their request. Wang Xiao felt warm in his heart. He knew that the two senior brothers stayed for him.

"Hurry up and give the order to set up a banquet. I want to entertain my brothers well!"

When Murong Bawang heard this, he immediately let him arrange it, and then ran away as if relieved.

In the evening, the two Taoist priests had a pleasant conversation with Patriarch Murong, and Wang Xiao also wanted to go over and listen to some information about the master.

"I'm afraid that telling you will make you ambitious. Now is not the time for you to know." Taoist Pei sent him away with a few words.

"Tsk, I'm not listening anymore!"

After Wang Xiao had eaten and drunk his fill, he prepared to go to the secret room that had been arranged for him to practice. He happened to run into Murong Bawang, who had drunk a little too much.

"I want to spar with you!"

He said this with a red face, and the next day, when his tribesmen saw him, his face was blue and purple.

Wang Xiao sat cross-legged in the secret room. After a night, he had read through all the relevant notes and memorized them by heart.

Everything is just a reference. He will not follow the old path of the ancients. He wants to give it a try according to the original idea.