Dream Picking Records

The materialized hand roared, and it seemed to be about to break the shackles of this place and release even more powerful power.

"Damn it! If you can't afford it, don't play!"

Wang Xiao's scalp tingled, and he quickly recited the second spell that An Guangsheng had taught him. When the spell ended, the drop of blood that had merged into his body burst into brilliant light, and he turned into a stream of light, breaking through the blockade of the falling hand, and then flew back to the outside world through the portal.

The big hand followed closely behind, but it was ultimately a step slower. When it arrived, the portal had already dissipated.

He clenched his fists in anger, and saw chaos exploding and the world collapsing in pieces.

Wang Xiao was terrified and could feel the terrifying fluctuations coming from behind him through the space.

His figure emerged in the secret room.

"!" Wang Xiao was about to take a breath when he suddenly started to notice that there were more than a dozen souls surrounding him, emitting faint light.

"Thank you fellow Taoist for saving me!"

They all expressed their thanks in unison, when suddenly an inopportune voice was heard.

"Who are you? Why are you in the secret room of my house?"

"It's just a piece of cake." He waved his hand and looked at the person who questioned him, who was the man lying on the bed before, the young city lord of Mingdao City.

"It was your grandfather and mother who asked me to save you."

"Humph, why do I need you to save me?"

His attitude was very cold, mixed with a little bit of unwillingness to accept it.

Among the people rescued by Wang Xiao, there were a mixture of outsiders and locals. The youngest one was the youngest, who had reached the Hedao realm before he even reached adulthood.

"Sure enough, he has been spoiled." Wang Xiao shook his head and was too lazy to argue with the little brat, so he directly opened the door of the secret room.

"I am Chen Yueru from the State of Qin. I will report my gratitude to you when we meet in the secret realm in the future." The first woman to be rescued after leaving the secret room said to Sister Question.

Zhao Shan was very close to her. He looked cool and didn't like to talk, but expressed his gratitude with his eyes.

Wang Xiao didn’t understand for a moment how the two of them, one taciturn and the other a questioning sister, could get along with each other.

After introducing themselves, the others left one after another. After all, their physical bodies were still in the outside world. If they returned too late and their physical bodies were destroyed, they would be really finished.

The old man An Guangsheng, the city lord An Youjia, Bai Shu and Li Jingyi were all a little confused. They didn't expect so many people to come out, some of whom they knew.

"Shijie, are you okay?" An Youjia asked with concern.

An Shijie ignored her concern, glanced at Wang Xiao for a few more seconds and left.

"It's okay that you didn't say thank you, but you have the same attitude towards your own mother." Bai Zhu couldn't stand it anymore.

"It made a few people laugh."

The two were slightly embarrassed and apologized for his behavior.

"Are you OK?"

Li Jingyi asked as she looked at the blood that had not yet dried on his body.

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious." Wang Xiao shook his head slightly.

"Report to the city lord, something terrible has happened!" The commander of the Mingdao City garrison came in a hurry.

"what happened?"

"Reporting to the City Lord, Mingdao Lake..."

"What happened to Mingdao Lake!?"

"It, it's gone!"

"what?"

Before they could be surprised, dark clouds rolled over the sky above the City Lord's Mansion, and thunder roared. A space crack tore open the sky, and a small puddle appeared in the midst of chaos.

"It's Mingdao Lake!"

Everyone looked nervous. Who could have thought that Mingdao Lake, which had been peaceful for many years, would suddenly change.

A blinding white light shot out from the small puddle, piercing through the sky and stirring up endless winds and clouds. The nearby spiritual energy was instantly drained and injected into it.

Knowing that the person came with ill intentions, An Youjia decisively activated the defensive magic circle.

"No way, it's just a pair of eyeballs, but it actually caught up to my door." Wang Xiao was troubled. There was no way he could give it back after it had already been in his pocket. He quickly used the Phoenix Nirvana Technique to repair his injuries.

At this time, in addition to the people from Mingdao City, the people who were monitoring the lakeside rushed to the scene as soon as possible. They didn't know what was going on and watched from a distance.

According to their records and cognition, nothing special has ever happened in Mingdao Lake, although many people have become crazy because of it.

But it always lies there quietly, playing a passive role.

"City Lord An, can you explain this to me and the others?"

The small puddle in the sky did not make any further moves. During this time, the leaders of the nearby forces came together and appeared outside the City Lord's Mansion. More or less, their children were lost because of it.

An Youjia shook his head bitterly, "I don't know what happened either."

"Don't know? Don't forget your identity as the descendants of Ming Dao Sect. You are telling us now that you don't know?"

A middle-aged man with a stern face swung his sleeves and had a tough attitude.

He had a son who also went to Mingdao Lake, but died not long after he went mad. Because they had robbed Mingdao Sect a thousand years ago and for some other reasons, they did not cause any trouble again.

Something strange happened today, and they took the opportunity to come to our door. Of course, this was just the surface of the reason for their visit.

"If City Lord An doesn't explain clearly, not only will we all disagree, but our fellow Taoists who have suffered in this world will also disagree!"

The rest of the people were silent, but their attitudes said it all. They would never leave easily without an explanation.

"I'll say it one last time. I don't know the truth about Mingdao Lake. We have also advised you not to get close to it. What happened today was just the result of greed in your heart. It's all your own fault."

In the face of oppression, An Youjia disguised himself as the lord of Mingdao City and the descendant of Mingdao Sect, and confronted them calmly.

"You only have yourself to blame."

The old man held a cane in his hand, and his cloudy eyes and hoarse voice gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"If it weren't for the mediation of all parties back then, there would be no way a girl like you could talk to me and others like this now."

He took advantage of his seniority and described the lord of a city as a mere kid. His inner contempt was self-evident.

"If our ancestors had not had the intention to annex us, you old bones would not have the right to speak now."

"You!" The old man interrupted the people who were about to explode, "Your ancestors were indeed powerful, but it's a pity that it's us who survived in the end."

"Although the Mingdao Sect no longer exists, not everyone can come up and bully us, our descendants."

"Mom, what happened?"

After An Shijie's spirit returned to his body, he noticed the movement outside and rushed to the scene to inquire.

The leaders of several major forces went crazy when they heard that An Shijie had secretly run away. They believed it after multiple verifications. Now that they saw the real boss appear safe and sound, they felt that their IQ was insulted.

"And you still say it's not a trap set by your Ming Dao Sect!"

"What a cruel heart! To avenge the past, he deceived the whole world!"

Even though An Youjia was upright and had nothing to fear, he didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

"Today, we will seek justice for the monks who died because of your deception!"

They spoke righteously, but in fact they did not know whether the vision above their heads was good or bad. Their ancestors had once tried to stop and kill the disciples of Ming Daozong who were studying abroad.

Back then, we were unable to eradicate the problem completely due to some "alumni" reasons, but now there happens to be a reason that no one else can refute.

No matter what, you have to strike first!

Moreover, they all came prepared, and at this time, each of them occupied a side and surrounded the mansion tightly.