Dream Picking Records

Wang Xiao walked into the cave, and when his fingers touched the stone wall, he could vaguely sense the residual aura of the magic circle, which was consumed by the wear and tear of time. Not long after, a jade stone door appeared at the end, and it also left mottled traces over the years. There was a groove in the center of the stone door, which was probably where the key was inserted.

Jin Hao took out a stone ball from his arms and put it into the groove. With a slight creaking sound, a bizarre world quietly appeared.

The jade stone door opened, and the stone ball escaped and returned to Jin Hao's hand. A colorful water curtain like an ocean blocked the way ahead, filled with a different atmosphere that made people intoxicated.

The two of them passed through the misty water curtain and came to a small platform. The platform was made of an unknown material, surrounded by a vast white space, with black space cracks flickering from time to time.

Suddenly, a space blade several feet long caused dense cracks to spread from far to near. The two people on the platform watched this scene and broke out in cold sweats. The strong feeling of suffocation could not be suppressed at all.

The platform promptly generated a transparent barrier, which seemed weak, but the moment the sharp blade collided with it, it silently dissipated without leaving any trace, and even the slightest shake did not occur. Instead, it was absorbed by the platform to replenish energy.

Seeing the space crack for the first time and brushing against it was too shocking for Wang Xiao. With his spiritual energy flowing, Wang Xiao quickly stabilized his mind and calmed himself down. Seeing that Jin Hao was still immersed in fear, he sent spiritual energy to comfort him.

Jin Hao came back to his senses, collapsed on the ground, covered his chest and gasped: "I just saw my grandma who died many years ago!"

"Didn't you come in here?"

"The last time I came here, everything around me was white, and I didn't see any space cracks! I just happened to catch the scripture while sitting on the platform." Jin Hao explained: "Look, something is floating over here again."

A broken medicine cauldron appeared in the distance, floating slowly like a rootless duckweed, gradually approaching the two. Jin Hao immediately circulated his spiritual power and transformed it into a big hand. When the medicine cauldron approached, he took the initiative to attack, and then caught it steadily with a smile on his face. The moment the medicine cauldron was opened, the fragrance of medicine filled the entire platform. Just smelling the smell seemed to elevate the spirits of the two people.

"Unfortunately, I don't know how long it has been floating in this space, and the efficacy of the medicine has been severely lost."

There were two broken pills left in the medicine cauldron. Each of them took one pill. They immediately radiated golden light and fragrance, just like human-shaped pills that had just come out of the oven. The two of them hurriedly practiced their skills to absorb the medicinal power. The light and medicinal fragrance emitted from their bodies were all taken back, for fear of wasting any of it.

Wang Xiao's acupuncture vortex lit up in his body, helping to digest the huge medicinal effect. A small part sank into the sea of ​​qi and was directly absorbed. More of them rushed to the Shangyuan Palace on their own, and the state of the peak of the fourth level of concentration was instantly broken through and was still steadily improving. The early, middle, and late stages of the fifth level of concentration were complete.

"No, the breakthrough is too fast!"

Wang Xiao was not carried away by joy. It was not a good thing to advance too quickly without having an unstable foundation. Just when he was about to break through the sixth level, he suppressed the growth trend.

Jin Hao, who was standing by, successfully reached the sixth level of Concentration. He opened his eyes and burped with satisfaction. He really couldn't digest it anymore, and there was still a lot of effect sealed in his body for later absorption. He was puzzled when he saw the person next to him whose realm suddenly improved and then suddenly killed him.

Feeling the power brought by the growth of realm, Wang Xiao silently comprehended and wanted to consolidate every step. He entered the "refining" gate and sat in the sea of ​​fire to think.

"The dean said that when the spirit of the ninth level of the Condensed Mind Realm is strong enough, it can be transformed into the Primordial Spirit and break through to the Return to Origin Realm. My mental power is now stronger than that of the average ninth level. Can I try to condense the Primordial Spirit after breaking through to the sixth level?"

After a long period of training, not many impurities seeped out of Wang Xiao's body. In his current state, the first layer of flames has been fully adapted and can enter and exit freely. As if it was a gift of recognition, his soul also exuded the same flame. He wanted to try to enter the second layer, but as soon as his hand touched it, it felt like being struck by lightning, so he had to give up.

The two who had tasted the benefits stood on the platform and waited eagerly, but for one hour, two hours, no surprises appeared at all.

"Good food is never too late, just wait!" The two of them were also patient.

Two days later, a corpse appeared, and the two of them said it was bad luck. The corpse was a man, wearing clothes from an unknown era, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, tall and mighty, with no trace of damage to his body and hair, and a strong aura of death. Wang Xiao concentrated and saw a sword floating on the other side of the man, so he used his arm to push Jin Hao's mouth.

"No way, you're going to target a dead person?" Jin Hao said with disdain.

"I just saw that you didn't have a weapon that suited you."

"I don't need a sword with my physique. I think a sword is more suitable for you."

"Okay, then don't regret it."

"Do you really want it?"

"I'm inheriting the relics of my ancestors. I want to keep them from being covered in dust. I want them to reappear in the long river of time, shine brightly, and continue their legend."

As he spoke, he stretched out his spiritual hand as the corpse approached, and easily took back the sword without any hindrance.

One side of the sword is pure black, and the other side is pure white. There are no patterns or carvings on it. It is so light that it doesn't even have a sharp edge.

"It doesn't look very good." Jin Hao came closer, pinching his nose.

"What do you know? This is called the Great Dao is Simple, Return to the Original Nature."

Wang Xiao could tell it was not an ordinary thing, but he could not see anything strange about it. After putting it into the storage ring, they began a new round of waiting. The two of them consolidated their own realms while waiting. Half a month passed unknowingly. With the blessing of the remaining medicine, the two of them successfully broke through. Jin Hao, who was at the seventh level of concentration, was in high spirits, while Wang Xiao, who was at the sixth level of concentration, lowered his head and thought.

"You don't have to be so sad if your realm is lower than mine."

Wang Xiao didn't say much. He turned his hand and pressed him to the ground to sit properly.

During this time, two more rotten corpses floated by, and a large iron hammer with a trace of chaotic energy made Jin Hao drool. Unfortunately, the two of them could not shake him at all, let alone lead him over. Fortunately, a broken long sword hit the platform and was intercepted. Jin Hao smiled immediately. Although it was broken, it looked much better than Wang Xiao's ordinary long sword.

The space cracks and void turbulence that appeared when we first came in only appeared occasionally after they disappeared.

The two were quite satisfied. It seemed that they did not gain much, but that one pill alone was worth several months of hard training for an ordinary person.

"Opportunities are something you can only encounter by chance!"

Wang Xiao muttered to himself and turned around to leave, when suddenly a faint light in the distance made both of them nervous.

In the darkness, the shadow of a flower appeared, quiet, deep, and isolated from the world. I don't know whether the space collapsed to form the shape of the flower, or the flower absorbed and bent the surrounding space, appearing incomparably holy and mysterious in the darkness.

The shape of the flower flickers in this space, elusive. It seems to be close at hand, but it disappears like a dream bubble when you reach out to touch it. It is far away, but it gives you a sense of intimacy. For a moment, the whole space is filled with its shadow, tempting passers-by on its journey to come and explore.

"This is the flower of the avenue corresponding to the authority of space! I have seen it in a book. It is rumored that it only exists in the turbulence of the void." Wang Xiao excitedly reminded Jin Hao loudly.

When he heard Jin Hao describe the secret realm, he had been looking forward to this rare opportunity. However, their realm was too low, and no matter how they released their spiritual energy to test it, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. Once they came into contact with the black collapsed area, they lost their direction and returned to nothingness.

The flower of space appeared and disappeared, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and it bloomed quietly in the eyes of the two people without them knowing when.

Wang Xiao saw that the flower of space restrained all its aura, like an ordinary white flower, swaying in the wind waiting for him to pick it.

He took a step forward, but his feet appeared behind him, and his outstretched hand also separated from his body and appeared out of thin air behind the flower.

He wanted to take it back, but found that his brain had lost contact with it. In panic, he saw that various parts of his body were divided into dozens of pieces and scattered in the air.

Wang Xiao was conscious and felt no pain. He just watched himself being torn into pieces in this space. He looked at everything in front of him blankly, unable to find a breakthrough. His body was out of control, only his thoughts were flying, and his eyes helplessly watched his body being torn into pieces.

Jin Hao let out a weird cry: "Brother Xiao, how come we were cut into pieces!"

"Brother Xiao, why don't you speak?"

Wang Xiao saw that Jin Hao's mouth shapes kept changing but no sound came out. He wondered what he was saying and asked loudly but got no answer.

The two 'deaf-mutes' communicated for a long time by lip movements.

Wang Xiao thought that if the disorder in space caused his perspective to see his body scattered, he should also be able to see the corresponding parts moving according to his mind.

"The authority of the great way, the flower of space..."

Now only his brain was still working rapidly.

"My current situation should be an illusion caused by its influence, otherwise I would have died long ago, but I really can't move..."

He thought for a long time. In the chaotic space, eyes were unreliable, so he could only seek the spirit. It would be great if he could leave his body to check his physical condition. However, generally speaking, he could only leave his body after entering the Guiyuan realm and shaping his soul.

"It seems that I must try to shape my soul in advance."

Wang Xiao simply closed his eyes and began to "carve" his spirit. Seeing this scene, Jin Hao thought he was going to give up, but he couldn't do anything to resist.

"The Yuanshen is equivalent to the truth-seeking symbol of the Concentrated Spirit Realm, but the predecessors found a cultivation method suitable for the majority of cultivators, and thus opened up a separate realm. If the strength of the mental power of the ninth level of Concentrated Spirit is used as a measure of whether one can enter the Return to Origin Realm, my current sixth level is far more powerful than the average Concentrated Spirit Realm, so it is not difficult to generate the Yuanshen."

If we use a nine-step wooden ladder as an analogy, he is now standing on the sixth step and cannot reach the ceiling. The difficulty lies in how to cross three layers of obstacles and break through it!