Dream Picking Records

The man rarely dreamed in the past, but in the next few days, he fell into a dream every night.

"Dad, I'm already at the ninth level of Self-cultivation, why can't I break into the Qi Controlling Level?" The six-year-old boy, his whole body emitting a faint glow and looking somewhat sacred, tilted his head and asked his father in confusion.

The little girl sat on a stool, happily eating cakes, swinging her little feet back and forth, carefree...

"Dad, I have been practicing the Self-cultivation Realm for a year, why can't I break through to the Qi Control Realm? Is it because I am not working hard enough?" The light on the little boy became stronger. He never gave up, but instead wondered if it was his own problem...

"Dad, I've been practicing for three years, but I still can't make a breakthrough. Am I not suitable for practicing Taoism?" The boy was a little frustrated. He came to the bottom of the waterfall with a stone in his hand, letting the fierce water hit him without moving his feet...

As the man continued to dream, the little boy unknowingly turned sixteen. The light on his body reached its peak, like a shining star. Suddenly, the light was all restrained, and he looked like an ordinary little boy, sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Brother Xiao, it's time for supper!"

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open, and a pretty girl came into view. She was wearing a light blue dress, about sixteen years old, holding two boxes of cakes, and skipped into the room. When she smiled, her bright big eyes curved into a crescent shape, and sweet dimples and sparkling little tiger teeth appeared on both sides of her cheeks.

The boy, sitting cross-legged on the bed, finished his practice after exhaling a breath of turbid air. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him. The boy's fresh and handsome face said helplessly: "Sister Ye Xiao, can you change your name? Every time you call me like this, I feel weird."

"Hehe, Wang Xiao, what's wrong with me calling you Brother Xiao just because I'm older than you?" The girl stuck out her tongue.

"You were only born one hour earlier than me." The man protested, scratching his head.

The girl put her hands on her hips and pretended to be mature, saying, "One hour is still older than you, come on and call me sister!"

"Yes, Sister Ye Xiao. Since you like midnight snacks so much, why don't you change your name to Ye Xiao?"

Before the girl could react, Wang Xiao had already slipped out of the room and pinched her fair cheek, leaving his playful laughter in the air.

"Eating midnight snacks every day will make you fat!"

"Hmph, stinky brother!"

The girl was the only one left in the room, standing there angrily, her little canine teeth grinding against each other.

On a windless night, wind chimes jingled under the eaves, and she stuffed the pastries into her mouth bite by bite.

The moonlight was bright and the evening breeze was gentle. The man came to the foot of the back mountain as usual.

All I could see were the thunderous waterfalls pouring down from the top of the hundred-meter peak. The water was surging, the waterfalls were in pieces, and the violent sound was deafening. Not to mention getting close, even standing far away, I felt a sense of fear of being swallowed by the waterfall, but this was where the man usually trained his body.

Wang Xiao walked to a huge rock, and with a jolt of his right foot on the ground, the huge rock of ten thousand jin rose up. He held it with one hand and lifted it directly above his head, with extraordinary ease. He weighed it twice in the air and threw it aside. And this was just the power of his pure flesh! His seemingly thin body was full of explosive energy, even more than the physique of the ferocious beast when it was young.

"It seems like I should try something heavier to warm up." The man shook his head and walked to a smaller boulder that was unusually dark in color. He held it with both hands and lifted it up.

"It weighs at least 100,000 kilograms."

Then he held the strange stone and came to the side of the waterfall. The violent waterfall rushed down, like a ferocious beast roaring beside it.

Facing this terrifying wave, the man walked slowly to the center of the waterfall. He remained unmoved despite the powerful torrent hitting him. His young face was full of determination that did not belong to his age. His small body seemed like the son of a god, able to support the world.

Half an hour later, the physical training was over. He walked out of the waterfall as if nothing had happened, and gently put the strange stone back to its original place without raising any dust.

After finishing his training, Wang Xiao lay in the cool water of the pool, touching the dragon-shaped pendant on his chest, and said to himself, "This technique that my father picked up is really a bummer. It absorbs spiritual energy so quickly, but it can't rapidly improve my realm. I started practicing when I was five years old, and I'm sixteen now, eleven years! The spiritual energy I absorbed is just constantly nourishing my body and strengthening my body. I've been at the ninth level of self-cultivation for ten years, but I still can't break through. When will it end? Can I only rely on my physical body to hunt in the mountains and forests every day?"

Whenever he thought of this, he would lose interest in cultivation.

"I hope Ming can successfully enter Tianyun Mountain Academy, and then we can find a solution to this problem."

The next morning, in a small mountain village in Dongli City, there were a few decent houses. Wang Xiao, his father Wang Chen, and Ye Xiao lived in them. In the courtyard hung the meat and skins he brought back from hunting.

When Wang Xiao asked about his mother, Wang Chen told him that his mother died after giving birth to him. Ye Xiao was picked up and adopted an hour before he was born. There was a jade pendant in the cradle with the words "Ye Xiao" engraved on it.

"My good son, you must bring honor to your father when you go to Yunshan Academy! The Wang family is counting on you to bring honor to the family, hehe!" Wang Chen narrowed his eyes, rubbed his hands and smiled at Wang Xiao. That smile seemed a bit vulgar no matter how you looked at it.

"I'm only at the Self-cultivation stage. Will they really want me? Also, is this broken token you picked up really useful? I feel like you're just giving me a psychological effect."

Wang Xiao took out a token and shook it at his old father, always feeling that he was unreliable. In his eyes, Wang Chen did nothing all day, except fishing and chatting with people. His temperament was not in line with his name at all, and he survived entirely on the house left by his ancestors and the bottomless "Yu Yin".

"When have I ever lied to you? If I say it's okay, it's okay. Are you questioning your wise and powerful father? Huh?" Wang Chen stared at him with wide eyes.

“I dare not, I dare not. If I had not practiced the martial arts you picked up from somewhere, would I not have broken through the self-cultivation realm yet? With my talent, I have at least surpassed the level of controlling Qi and reached the level of concentrating the mind.” Wang Xiao pouted and said narcissistically.

"Oh, you little brat have grown up. I'll beat you to death for daring to talk back!" He said as he rolled up his sleeves, ready to educate his son.

Ye Xiao couldn't stand their quarrel and immediately interrupted them.

"Hehe, wise and brave Uncle Wang, I believe you. I will take Brother Xiao to the admissions office of Yunshan Academy to have a look." After saying that, she pulled Wang Xiao and ran out the door.

The central square of Dongli City was different from the usual place filled with the cries of vendors. Instead, a large group of people gathered in a circle, chattering and talking, making it quite lively.

In front of the central sculpture stood a few middle-aged men and women who looked like they were not ordinary people. They were the teachers from Yunshan Academy who were out on patrol and were responsible for preliminary review and pick-up. Behind them, there was an old man with a celestial look, sitting on a chair and leisurely drinking tea.

"Today we will conduct the entrance examination here. The time limit is one day. No one will be accepted after the deadline." A middle-aged man in white clothes spoke softly but with authority. The noisy square suddenly fell silent, and the aura of the academy teacher was evident.

"According to the assessment requirements, the age cannot be over seventeen years old. Intentional violators will be severely punished." After saying this, he waved his sleeves and a stone tablet appeared on the square.

"This stone tablet can roughly detect physical strength, cultivation, and aptitude. You just need to bombard with all your strength, and we will select disciples based on the results, limited to the top ten. I declare that the selection officially begins."

The square, where you could hear a pin drop just now, was immediately filled with the sound of people shouting.

"My son will definitely be able to enter the academy and bring honor to our family!" A rough-looking butcher stroked the head of his three-year-old child and laughed loudly. On his shoulder was a baby with a pacifier in his mouth, who was smiling heartlessly with his big cute eyes.

"Go away, butcher Li, how old is your baby? Is he fed with milk? Go back and sell your meat, don't just join in the fun!" Everyone around laughed...

The man was awakened by the alarm clock again. He vaguely remembered that the stone tablet was broken in his dream.

"Why do I have dreams every day recently, but I can't remember anything when I wake up..."

As usual, he came to Wan Gu Fei Meng to open for business. He found that the middle-aged man named Yang, who had disappeared for a few days, was waiting at the door. When he saw him coming, he greeted him.

"Little brother, how are you these days?"

"Thanks to you, everything is fine."

"Hehe." The man scratched his head awkwardly, then said with a serious face, "I'm here to remind you to be careful. Someone seems to be following me recently. They should be planning to steal that book."

"You're not going to say that you threw that person away?" The man looked around and didn't find any suspicious figures.

"I know you don't believe it, but please be careful. I'm leaving first."

The middle-aged man put on sunglasses and a hat, covering his face tightly.

In the afternoon, a stranger wearing a black hat came into the store. He looked around and finally his eyes fell on the book.

"It is it!" A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he tried his best to hide his inner excitement.

"I have a hobby of collecting ancient books. I wonder if you can give them up?"

The man was very familiar with his emotional fluctuations. He said calmly, "Uncle, do you recognize this thing?"

"That's not the case. It's just that the cover has a sense of age and I couldn't help wanting to collect it."

"Uncle, you can open it and take a look."

Upon hearing this, the man in the top hat immediately opened the book and took a look. His surprise gradually turned into disappointment. "Is this really the precious book that the family asked us to find? It doesn't look like anything special."

"Little brother, please keep it first. I will go back and find someone to identify it." The man in the top hat said this and left quickly.

The man looked at him leaving with some doubts. Does the Red Dust Dream Record really look like an ordinary book to other people? Are they acting together for me?

He took the book to the next store and handed it to a few old men he knew, but they didn't see anything special about it. He called his father on video, and when he got through, he asked about what happened. He told him in a serious tone that he had heard about the Yang family, but he wasn't sure if it was true or not.

"This is really strange. Am I the one destined to be born?" The man shook his head. The thought that came to his mind made him laugh.

At the same time, in a conference room, the strange man in the top hat turned on the video conference and respectfully reported today's events to the people in the video.

The silent scene lasted for a few seconds, and then several people spoke in unison, extremely coldly.

"kill."