Dream Picking Records

"Boy, I will tear out your tendons and skin you, grind your bones and scatter them into ashes! To relieve the hatred in my heart!" The old man in brown robe knelt in the air with a pale face, and the murderous intent in his eyes was about to materialize. Even as strong as he was, he could not block the aftermath.

"First control the black tripod to stabilize the tower!" Pan Chengfeng forced himself to shout. He was really afraid that the old man would abandon the magic circle to kill Wang Xiao.

Upon seeing this, Wang Xiao immediately retracted Dahei and activated the jade hairpin to transfer space. However, as the instigator of the incident, he was unable to escape as he wished.

No matter how special the jade hairpin was, no matter how powerful the space channel it created was, the ripples caught up with him.

In Wang Xiao's eyes, it was definitely not as simple as a ripple.

He saw a vague figure standing in the center of the universe, guarded by stars and surrounded by holy spirits, mysterious and respectful. He waved his hand casually across the distant time and space, and the galaxy was destroyed, the universe was collapsing, and it appeared in front of him.

The overwhelming feeling of oppression made Wang Xiao unable to breathe for a while.

What made him not so desperate was that no matter how powerful it was, it could not escape the suppression of the big world, and its power was limited to the peak of the Hedao realm.

In the Xuanwu chapter, all defensive means such as spiritual armor, ice silk soft armor, etc. were activated at once.

"Om~"

The ripples swept past without making much sound.

Wang Xiao's body stiffened, his head felt dizzy and stabbing, he was completely unable to think, and the control over his body disappeared.

He wanted to stay awake, but his eyelids felt extremely heavy and drooped uncontrollably.

"Crack!"

The space channel for transmission was damaged, and a space turbulence appeared right in front of him.

"Am I going to...die..."

Wang Xiao withdrew his hazy gaze and was no longer able to hold on.

He was like a small black dot, inconspicuous in the vast space, about to be embraced by the turbulence.

The lily hairpin suddenly glowed, forming a circle of bright white light that enveloped him.

……

Xia Daoling and others were teleported to the edge of the Sunset Sea. As soon as they steadied themselves, they saw that the setting sun hanging in the distance had become fragmented, and the tower inserted on it had disappeared.

Although everyone was safe, the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

"I hope Old Wang is okay." Bai Zhu said in a low voice.

"I gave him the jade hairpin that can break through space before. He should... be fine." Li Jingyi changed her words, but still couldn't hide her worry.

They divided into groups and waited and searched nearby for a day and a night but found no trace of Wang Xiao.

Ji De silently dug a hole on the side and put a piece of clothing in it, muttering as he buried it: "I originally used it to imitate your aura, but it came in handy today."

"What are you doing?" Bai Zhu asked, looking at his abnormal behavior.

"He was abducted in the Western Regions before, and his life or death is unknown. Didn't you build a cenotaph for him? Later, he came back intact. I think this is a kind of metaphysics, and it's worth a try."

Ji De said half-jokingly, trying to dispel the oppressive atmosphere. He suddenly formed seals with his hands and performed a secret technique. He wanted to use the corner of his clothes to find out whether Wang Xiao was alive or dead.

The pieces of clothing seemed full of life at first, but were soon replaced by death.

Everyone seemed to know the result, but still asked.

"how?"

In response to everyone's whispered questions, Jide remained silent.

"Old Wang is a lucky man. He was able to survive when he fell into the abyss. He will definitely be fine now!" Bai Zhu tried hard to hold back from yelling.

"This matter is my fault. If I had insisted on not telling him the location, this wouldn't have happened today!"

Xia Daoling was filled with guilt, and it took him half a day to recover. He took a deep breath and put away the Awakening Lotus. He also wanted to help Wang Xiao complete his unfinished request.

……

The world lost its light, leaving only endless darkness. Above the boundless ocean, a man with a broken body was floating.

I don’t know how long it took, but a human voice was heard in the quiet and dark environment.

"Where is this?"

This was the situation when Wang Xiao woke up. He wanted to prop himself up on the water, but found that he couldn't even do that. Instead, he was choked by the sea water.

"Cough cough..."

His throat felt itchy and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

He had no choice but to calm down, relax and let himself float on the sea, then examine his own situation.

His body was covered with a layer of blood scabs. From a distance, except for his eyes which were still bright, he looked like a bloody man. His internal organs were also sore from the coughing just now.

He should be thankful, if it weren't for the ten years of daily grinding of his body, coupled with the baptisms of broken bones and tendons, natural disasters, etc., he would have been a cripple even if he wasn't dead now.

However, he could only drift on the dark ocean, slowly trying to get in touch with the spiritual energy in his body.

One day, two days, no progress; three days, four days, nothing worked.

This is not a trial. If he is unable to mobilize his spiritual energy to repair his injuries, the only thing facing him is death.

Wang Xiao was shrouded in the shadow of death, and he lost his composure for a moment. There was no sun, no moonlight, no flying birds, no swimming fish. Only the cold sea water splashed against his body from time to time. After a long time, he could not remember how many days he had drifted. Everything was too torturous.

Wang Xiao couldn't help but recall what happened along the way.

Memories flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

"Is this my last burst of energy?"

When he laughed at himself, he suddenly had a feeling. Life is also a kind of experience, constantly learning and growing, working hard to achieve the goals of each stage. Because there is no rehearsal, every step is crucial.

However, there are always twists and turns on the road. It’s okay to express your depression through pessimism and negativity, but you must never indulge in it.

Especially in his current condition, if he dies, he will lose everything.

Wang Xiao silently recited the Chapter of Concentration to calm himself down.

He buried his head in the water and felt its coolness once again, but this time his mentality had changed.

Wang Xiao adjusted his mentality and, after many attempts, realized that he seemed to have made a mistake. The spiritual energy in his body was not out of touch, but had dried up. There was no spiritual energy at all in this sea area, which led him to a misunderstanding.

But the scene is not much different. Of course, that is for ordinary people, and Wang Xiao is a heretic.

He had discovered the true path when he was in the Yu Qi realm, and now it was time to show some of his results.

"Qi turns into all spirits, and all spirits turn into qi."

He silently chanted, and the little "planet" floating on the dry sea of ​​qi, Wang Xiao in spirit form, opened his eyes. As he breathed in and out, a trace of spiritual energy flowed into the sea of ​​qi. After a long drought, his sea of ​​qi faintly emitted a cheerful emotional fluctuation.

Wang Xiao's original body was also delighted, it turned out that all his efforts were not in vain!

As he awakened on the planet, the little people in the vortex also followed suit and started to take action.

Strands of spiritual energy were constantly being generated, and he was like a human-shaped spiritual energy workshop.

Although the amount is not much, it is better than nothing. After all, he is only at the Hedao realm now, and the limitation of his cultivation is there, so he can't go faster even if he wants to.