Dream Picking Records

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After standing there admiring them for a while, the door of the bone box opened and took them inside.

The flower of space became noticeably more lively, and it was no longer a lonely mark.

At this time, some more images appeared in Wang Xiao's mind.

He was a man of heroic stature, emitting the aura of a god. Every move he made had the power of creating the world.

One day, he seized an opportunity and entered a mysterious place.

A maple leaf appeared silently in front of him. It was so sacred and flawless, simple and natural, which made people intoxicated.

He tried his best and used all the means he could, and was about to subdue him.

The maple leaf seemed to have finally noticed the man. The leaf vibrated, and a ray of light burst out and hit his body, instantly depriving the man of most of his life.

Finally, he consumed most of his spiritual energy and finally absorbed it into his body, then dragged his old body back to his residence.

From then on, a rising star lost its light and sank to the bottom of the valley.

“It may sound a little funny, but the brightest star in everyone’s eyes can suddenly lose its brilliance while rising.”

"As a god, he attempted to control the power of the great Dao, and ended up like this."

The man was worthy of the title of genius. Even in such a situation, he never had any extreme thoughts, but treated it calmly.

For the rest of his life, he built a Taoist temple, planted a forest, and when he had nothing to do, he would sit on a chair, enjoy the cool breeze, and watch the sunrise and moonset, and the rolling clouds.

In the last days of his later years, his state of mind was once again sublimated and the hidden wounds in his body were healed.

Unfortunately it was too late.

He let out a long howl, releasing all the sorrow and pain of the past few years.

He slapped the grove, directing the force of time in his body out, which caused the saplings he planted to stop growing. The projections he captured merged into the earth. His residence and the grove rose from the ground to a height of a thousand meters, forming the Hanging Mountain today.

"Unfortunately, I'm not the right person..."

The white-haired old man left his last words on the wall of the Taoist temple, and fell into the long river of time amid waves of echoes.

Wang Xiao was a little confused. Even a powerful god couldn't withstand the lethality of the projection. If there was no bone box, how could he have the opportunity to get his hands on the projection mark of the power of the avenue? At the same time, he became more and more curious about the eyeball. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary eye, but how could it be an ordinary thing that could receive the projection?

He looked inward and felt that his cultivation should have increased a lot after absorbing the two projections of authority.

"What should I do about the thunder tribulation?"

Wang Xiao was in a dilemma, he didn't want outsiders to find out that he was undergoing tribulation in the Hedao realm. So he tried to suppress his cultivation before he went through tribulation.

He fiddled with it inside for a long time, but only a few breaths passed outside.

As the maple leaf of time was absorbed by him, the suppression of the outside world on everyone gradually weakened.

"boom!"

The Hanging Mountain, which had been suspended in the air for who knows how many years, suddenly fell to the ground.

Wang Xiao walked out of the sea of ​​time and found that a group of people outside had surrounded him.

"What on earth did you do? Why did the Hanging Mountain fall to the ground?"

"Did you take the treasure from Hanging Mountain? Hand it over now!"

Two monks at the fourth level of Hedao blocked him in the middle, one on the left and one on the right, with hideous looks on their faces.

"What does it have to do with you? This Taoist temple is not owned by your family." Wang Xiao felt a little uncomfortable, and when he saw that the heavenly calamity did not come, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hehe, you are worthy of being a genius from the outside world. You are so confident that you don't take us seriously at all." The old woman knocked the ground with her crutch, and a stream of spiritual energy was transmitted from underground, launching a silent sneak attack.

"Old and a thief."

Wang Xiao stepped on the ground in front of her, and the old woman's attack accelerated back and exploded under her feet.

The dusty old woman had a ferocious look on her face, "You little bastard, are you going to attack the senior like this? My friends, he has made you outsiders lose face!"

"brazen."

Wang Xiao still only had four words to comment, and then he took the initiative and rushed to the old woman. His fist was wrapped in golden light and was unstoppable. The defensive measures she had used collapsed like a clay chicken or a clay dog.

"you!"

She only uttered one word before her head was blown to pieces.

In a flash, he killed the veteran figure at the fourth level of Hedao with one punch, and the other middle-aged man didn't even have time to react.

Wang Xiao did not intend to give him a chance to prepare. As a burst of time travel burst out, his cultivation was directly weakened.

The middle-aged man was horrified to find that he only had the strength of an initial stage of He Dao.

"What kind of witchcraft is this!?"

"The effect is okay." Wang Xiao said to himself, and when he looked up, he saw that the man had already fled.

"Where to run."

The man heard the sound and looked back, but Wang Xiao was no longer there. He only felt a huge force kicking his waist, and his lumbar vertebrae snapped into two.

Wang Xiao decided to make an example of the two people who jumped out first, and kicked them in the head.

The ground looked like a watermelon had exploded, with red juice flowing all over the ground, it was a shocking sight.

In less than a minute, two warriors of the fourth level of Hedao were dealt with, which made the people gathered outside silent. Those who still wanted to go up really consider whether they were qualified.

"Everyone, come at us together. No matter how strong he is, he can never be a match for so many of us."

"I don't think he is at a high level at all. He must have gained great fortune to have such fighting power. Aren't you interested in the opportunity he has obtained?"

As soon as these two sentences were spoken, the person who was about to leave began to waver.

It can be seen from their figures that they did not retreat that everyone is tempted by opportunities and fortune, but no one wants to be the first to act and become cannon fodder.

Wang Xiao figured out that it was Xia Zhu who was secretly instigating this, but he didn't expose her. He just watched with interest, clasping his fists.

"Fellow Daoist, the opportunity of Xuankong Mountain belongs to everyone, not just you."

"Hide your head and show your tail. If you have the courage, stand up first."

"We have so many fellow believers, and the many sects and forces behind us are not something you can contend with alone."

A handsome man walked out of the crowd. Many girls felt ashamed when they saw him. His clothes were embroidered with all kinds of flowers. Seeing that he was alone, the other party said this.

"So, if I don't hand it in today, I won't be able to leave."

The man just smiled.

"You haven't asked for advice yet?"

"Baihua Palace, Huabai Tower."

"Oh... So you are the heir of Baihua Palace. No wonder you are so beautiful."

Baihua Palace is one of the major forces in this world, and Hua Bailou is their strongest disciple of the time.

He was very pleased to hear people complimenting his beauty.

"If you hand over the opportunity, I, Hua Bailou, can ensure that you are safe."

Wang Xiao saw that the two seemingly inconspicuous old men beside him were both masters of the fifth level of Hedao.

"Brother Dao, can you guarantee my safety?"

"Of course, once my words are spoken, they cannot be taken back."

"Okay, fellow Taoist, come here, I'll only give you one."

"Young master, don't go over there." said the old man in yellow robe.

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

Hua Bailou waved his hand and walked straight forward.

"What's the chance?"

"Here, for you."

Wang Xiao casually threw a ball of light to him.

Hua Bailou took it with an indescribable excitement, "It's the power of time!"

"All the opportunities in Hanging Mountain are inside. Can I leave now?"

Although their voices were low, everyone present was a monk, so they could naturally hear what he said.

And this was exactly the effect Wang Xiao wanted. While everyone's attention was on the light ball, he sent a message to Xia Zhu, and then he disappeared.

It stands to reason that the voice transmission in which he informed the meeting place would have been intercepted by many people.