Dream Picking Records

"so many people."

They couldn't help but be surprised when they saw the scene outside the secret room. It was really beyond their expectations.

Li Jingkong looked serious. "It seems that there is indeed something wrong with the map. I don't know how many copies were printed. I just don't know what the purpose of the instigator behind it is."

"Brother Jingkong, you should stay here to recover for the time being. Jingyi, you should stay and take care of me. I will go and check things out first. If there are any problems, I will be able to help you."

"No, you've already helped us a lot. And since this concerns our mother, how can we let you take risks again?"

"Brother Jingkong, don't you understand the principle of not putting all your eggs in one basket? I'll go up and take a look first. If there is any danger, the better your condition is, the greater the chance that we can escape unscathed."

After spending many days together, Li Jingyi knew that he did not mean to discuss this with them, and that their condition was indeed still some distance from the best.

With a flash of light, a jade hairpin emitting strong spatial fluctuations appeared.

"Keep this jade hairpin safe. If you have any problems, you can activate it to teleport a hundred miles away."

Wang Xiao thought it looked familiar, as she had taken it out when she appeared in Mingdao Lake.

"Brother Wang, I will repay you generously one day!"

Li Jingkong knew the stakes here and did not insist. Wang Xiao was not polite either, and after accepting the jade hairpin, he came to the stone chamber alone.

He stood cautiously behind the crowd, carefully observing the environment inside Yunya Cave, and had not found any signs of danger yet.

He turned his gaze to the crowd and saw two familiar figures. They were Yan Cong and Wei Guo, whom he met in the Tomb of the Gods.

"Could it be that they are the ones causing trouble again?" Wang Xiao guessed, but seeing that they were very cautious in the crowd.

He withdrew his gaze and was suddenly attracted by the words on the stone wall.

"Live forever and live as long as the heavens."

There are eight ancient characters engraved in front of the secret room.

"It's a good wish, but unfortunately no one can escape the fate of birth, aging, sickness and death."

"not necessarily."

When Wang Xiao was sighing, the handsome young man next to him took over the conversation.

"Brother Dao, what do you think?"

The young man smiled slightly and said, "It is rumored that the owner of Medicine Island is still alive and is in the process of transformation."

"Well, that's unlikely. Time flows endlessly, and even the Heaven-level masters no longer exist. Who else can resist the erosion of time?"

"Haha, I'm just telling you what I heard, you don't have to take it seriously. By the way, I want to ask you a question."

"Please say."

"Brother Dao, do you think immortality is a good thing?"

Wang Xiao was stunned. He didn't expect him to ask this question.

"Your question is a bit tricky. I think most people haven't thought about it. They probably spend more time thinking about how to achieve immortality."

"Haha, that's true. People in the world are so busy thinking about immortality that they don't even have time to think about the consequences of immortality."

After he said that, he stared ahead and said no more.

There, several people with the highest level of cultivation were talking to each other.

"The two miraculous herbs that could run just now passed through directly. They are most likely the treasures left by the owner of the Medicine Island!"

"I heard that the God Summoning Formation was damaged and Qintian City still failed. If that old guy Capricorn knew that there was a divine lotus with stronger medicinal properties here, I wonder how green his face would turn."

"Who cares? He didn't choose to come in anyway, so it's just right for us to do that. Haha!"

"It's better to be safe than sorry. I advise you not to be careless."

"Stand further away and look carefully. There is a picture on the wall of the secret room. Hmm, it looks like a human figure engraving."

……

Wang Xiao looked closely and found that it was indeed the case. In addition to the overall depiction, there were also some finer lines on it. He used his super strong mental power to send a message to Li Jingkong and his sister who were resting in the dark, and told them the details of this place.

"Do you still remember the rumors about the bloodline of the owner of Medicine Island?" Li Jingyi said after thinking for a while.

"You mean that he was abandoned because of his bad talent and bloodline, and then he continued to evolve?"

"Well, in my opinion, the carvings on the stone wall should require blood to activate, and those lines are the direction of blood flow."

When Li Jingyi made the guess, several gray-haired old guys also saw the clue. They looked at each other and secretly discussed something.

Not long after, an old man with white eyebrows turned around and faced the crowd. He was a famous old monk in this world, named Liu Ci, and his face was as kind as his name, with kind eyes.

"I have guessed the way to open this door, and I believe you all have guessed it. Yes, this door requires the blood of all races to build."

Although there were many people gathered outside the secret room, no one made a sound at this moment.

Donate blood? That's impossible. In the end, it will all go to the powerful forces. Besides, there are no weaklings who can come here. Their blood is precious.

Liu Ci was not surprised by this, and laughed: "The secret room cannot be opened, and no one can get the treasure inside. I, Liu Ci, promise on behalf of several old men like us that the treasure inside will be shared by everyone and will never be taken by force."

"How about this, if you don't believe it, we disciples will set an example and be the first to donate blood."

Liu Ci winked at his disciple, who immediately stepped forward and cut his palm without hesitation, letting the blood spill.

This person was the young man who had just told Wang Xiao anecdotes. It can be seen that his blood revealed a mysterious aura. When the blood dripped onto the wall, the wall immediately reacted, and the effect was very obvious.

Everyone could feel the power of his blood and couldn't help but hesitate. Was this old guy serious?

After he stepped down, several other old men's descendants and disciples came forward one after another.

"Fellow Daoist, you really have a great descendant! His bloodline is even more extraordinary. Even though we have many disciples, we may not be able to compare to him alone."

"Yeah, I'm really envious!"

Several old men praised.

"Why don't you seniors give blood transfusions?" someone questioned.

"Haha, we are old and our blood has become mixed. It is not as pure as you young people. Adding our blood into it will only have the opposite effect."

"How is it? We have set an example. If you want to enter the secret room and have a share, please don't be stingy."

As the amount of blood increased, the lines on the wall became clearer, and it even seemed to come alive, wriggling slightly.

Some people saw hope and began to hesitate.

Before long, some people couldn't hold back and started to step forward, "It's just to donate some blood, I'll do it."

After the first person appeared, there was a second one. As the number of people donating blood gradually increased, it became difficult for them to tell whether the people in front were arranged actors or not.

As more and more people donated blood, they began to criticize those who did not take action. They even formed gangs and threatened to use force if they did not donate blood.

Several old men, especially Liu Ci, who was very shrewd, said with a smile: "Everyone, don't force others. You should know that this is just speculation. Even if you donate blood, it may not open the door. If this is true, it can only be said that we are not blessed enough and have no chance to get the treasure of Medicine Island."

How could they accept the fact that the opportunity was so close to them and they were about to miss it? Those were two magical herbs that could move, and their value was inestimable.

Many people turned around and faced those who had not donated blood yet. Some of them even became crazy and seemed to have lost their minds.