Dream Picking Records

"When do you plan to break through to the Hedao realm?" Li Jingyi looked at him with clear eyes while they were on the way.

"I haven't thought about it yet. I don't know what path to follow." Wang Xiao shook his head. Although he thought about it occasionally, they were only fleeting thoughts.

"I think you have put most of your energy into finding the truth in Guiyuan Realm. My brother and I thought about it for a long time before deciding which path to take."

"I have to break through to the He Dao before entering the medicine garden, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to compete."

"Take your time to think about it. There's no need to make a hasty decision. We won't be able to enter the medicine garden for a while. And with me by your side, you don't have to worry about other competitors on the way."

"Thank you."

Wang Xiao said sincerely. He looked toward the sky and took a deep breath.

"What is my Dao?"

He had many ideas in his mind, but he ruled them out after careful consideration.

“Ahahahahaha! I’m going to become an immortal! I’m going to become an immortal!”

A richly dressed young man ran out of the old site like a madman, grabbing and shouting at everyone he met. Passersby were annoyed but did not dare to get angry.

"It's over, it's over, another crazy person has gone crazy, and he's the young lord of Mingdao City." People passing by shook their heads in amazement, as if they were used to such scenes.

"Isn't there a rumor that they are descendants of Ming Dao Sect? How could they be crazy too?"

"I'm afraid the more talented they are, the crazier they will become..."

When Wang Xiao heard the voice, he suddenly remembered the ruins of a sect.

"Since we are passing by, let's go and take a look." Wang Xiao discussed with Li Jingyi.

"You can look, but don't go up and try," she warned.

Not far from them there is an old site, which is the Ming Dao Sect. After a long period of continuous exploration by people, many people have entered, and there is still an endless stream of people coming and going.

There is a dangerous and strange lake inside the Mingdao Sect. It is said that it is used by the sect to help disciples understand the path ahead, and it has cultivated countless sages. With the decline of the Mingdao Sect, the lake gradually appeared in the eyes of the world.

People in later generations wanted to see their future clearly, so they went there. I don’t know whether it was due to improper methods or other reasons, but when they looked at the reflection in the lake, they could not see anything, and they all became crazy.

Yet there are always people who refuse to believe and keep running to Mingdao Lake.

"Mingdao Lake? If you don't know, you might think it's a puddle!" Wang Xiao couldn't help but complain when he arrived and stood in the distance.

"It's indeed... a little small." Li Jingyi stared in a daze at the water surface which was only a few square meters.

Wang Xiao observed and found that many people came to the old site, and most of them watched from afar.

There is a stone tablet next to the puddle. After years of wind and sun, the words on it are still as clear as new.

"Searching and searching, walking in confusion, the way is unclear. How many autumns have passed in the world of mortals? The lake is in my heart and the water is clear."

"The lake is in the heart and the water is clear. This seems to explain how Mingdao Lake is opened." Li Jingyi said softly.

"Jingyi, you know so little about it?"

"Well, according to records, most of the people who came to ask for the truth were crazy, and there was no truth at all."

“So dangerous.”

"What a pity, another one is going to go crazy."

Wang Xiao was frowning when he suddenly heard someone next to him sigh, so he looked in the direction of the sound.

The person next to the puddle has not yet reached the Hedao realm, but his aura is exceptionally strong.

After a stick of incense had passed, he shouted "My way is bright! My way is brilliant!" and flew away on a cloud like a madman.

"Zhao Shan."

"You know him?"

"He is a casual cultivator in the Great Qin, but as far as I know he has some relationship with the royal family. He majors in spirituality. I didn't expect that he would also fall into the quagmire and be unable to extricate himself." Li Jingyi said with a little regret.

"Searching and searching, it's all in chaos. People with poor aptitude cannot see the lake in their hearts, so they can be lucky enough to keep it clear. People with good aptitude can see the real lake in their hearts, but they don't know whether it is a clear path or a trap."

"That's true. I'm afraid this lake is far from being that simple."

While Wang Xiao and his companions were pondering, many people from the outside world arrived here. Quite a few of them were still in the Guiyuan realm. Perhaps, like him, they did not have a clear idea of ​​the road ahead and wanted to use this lake to see the way forward.

Those who have entered the state of Hedao can also observe the lake and enlighten their minds.

"A genius from the outside world would be crazy to go up there, ha." Some people who chose to watch from a distance said disdainfully.

"Hey, the more genius a person has, the crazier he becomes. I really don't know where Ming Dao Zong found this lake back then."

As people were talking, several people from the outside world came forward. All of them were the best in their field. They enjoyed countless halos in the outside world, and they had gone through many rounds of selection to get a place in the secret realm. They could not resist the temptation of Mingdao Lake.

As a result, after an incense stick of time, they all became crazy and seemed to have lost their souls. As rising stars, they did not fall in the bloody battle, but were unexpectedly trapped and died on the road of their lifelong pursuit.

I really don’t know whether it is sad or lucky.

Most of the onlookers gasped, this lake is really harmful to people!

The reason why people are flocking to it is that Ming Dao Zong used it to cultivate many geniuses and great men.

Some people say that it aroused the jealousy of others, and many parties joined forces to destroy it.

Some people say that there is something wrong with Mingdao Lake. In short, there are many different opinions and no definite answer.

"Do you think the kid from Mingdao City is really crazy or just pretending to be crazy?"

"Brother, do you suspect that they want to deceive everyone by having their own people pretend to be crazy?"

"It's possible that they wanted to take revenge in this way."

……

Wang Xiao and Li Jingyi listened to the conversation among others. In addition, several outsiders had just gone crazy, which was really weird. He resisted the urge to go forward and try.

The puddle of several square meters was like a mirror, reflecting the outside scene, and even if strong winds blew, no ripples would appear.

"Where is my own path? External things cannot tell me clearly." Wang Xiao sneered and shook his head, preparing to leave with her. During this time, he inevitably thought about his own path, but his eyes went dark, and suddenly a huge lake appeared in front of him.

The lake was as calm as a mirror, clear and transparent, and he stood alone above the lake.

He looked down at his reflection, wondering why he was here instead of going forward. Could it be that he was just thinking about it?

"Haha, it's a blessing, not a disaster. If it's a disaster, you can't avoid it. Was I scared just now?"

Wang Xiao looked at the world and reflected.

"Yes, I still have things to do. I need to collect herbs to save my sister Ye, I need to assist Brother Dao Ling in dealing with the Pan family, and I also need to form an alliance with Zu Mengran, take care of Feng Tingyun, etc. I haven't completed these, so I'm afraid."

Mingdao Lake, Mingdao, he looked at the reflection and pondered the mystery of this lake. Since the previous sect used this place to cultivate the predecessors, why did the later generations fall into madness for no reason?

In this world, there was only him and the lake beneath his feet. Apart from that, there was not even a breeze.