Dream Picking Records

"The instigator has evil intentions, don't be fooled." Feng Tingjun said in Wang Xiao's ear.

"Well, you clown, no need to pay attention to him." He turned to Yu Changzhou and said, "Daoyou said on the way that there is a retreat place left by Mr. Yangming in this miasma land. We might as well go in and take a look."

"Brother Dao invites me, how dare I refuse, please."

Yu Changzhou gestured to invite them in, and then the three of them walked in in front of everyone, leaving the group of people staring outside.

As soon as they came in, the world in front of them became gray, and the gas lingering in the air "actively" drilled into their bodies.

Miasma will corrode the human body and produce various adverse reactions. The head will become heavier with every distance traveled inside.

"How do you feel?" Wang Xiao looked at them.

"Don't worry, this distance won't be a problem for us."

They continued to walk inside.

"Buzz~"

The alien mosquitoes deeper inside smelled the scent of blood and began to approach them.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Wang Xiao slapped himself randomly to drive away the mosquitoes.

Even his physical body couldn't bear it.

"What the hell? Are the mouths of these mosquitoes made of fairy treasures? Not only can my physical body not block them, but my spiritual energy is also useless!" Feng Tingjun was annoyed to death by these things and kept flapping his wings.

"No matter how powerful you are, you can't escape the bites of mosquitoes here. You can't kill them, and at most they will turn into miasma. Before long, they will turn into mosquitoes again and come after you, and become even more powerful." Yu Changzhou said in a soothing tone, even with a little bit of gloating.

"I now understand why it is rare to be able to stay in there for two weeks. Those are gods! Will I turn into a mummy if I go any further?" Feng Tingjun was a little wilted.

"Don't worry, they are just like common mosquitoes. They are not fatal, but they are tormenting. Just bear with them. After all, there is no way to deal with them."

On the way, they could see more and more people going deeper into the city, and many people retreated because they couldn't stand the dizziness in their heads or the bites of mosquitoes.

“If you can’t bear it, just say it earlier. Don’t be stubborn.” Wang Xiao said to Feng Tingjun on his shoulder.

"Humph, you dare to look down on me? Do you know what it means that when God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make him suffer. So, being moved and patient will help him to achieve what he cannot do. I can still handle this little bit of pressure!"

Yu Changzhou said: "Brother Tingyun is right. The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. If you can't even endure this little bit of suffering, how can you be considered a true saint!"

"Compared to you, why do I feel like an illiterate?" Wang Xiao pouted.

Suddenly he tensed up and felt several eyes on him.

He turned his head and saw several blurry figures through the miasma. When he couldn't see clearly, he prepared to use his spiritual sense to detect.

"Whoosh!"

A pure white feather pierced through the air and shot towards him.

He stretched out two fingers and pinched it without causing the slightest ripple.

"Who is it?" Yu Changzhou asked sternly, making a fighting stance.

"Lin Yi."

Wang Xiao exerted a little force, and the feather turned into gas and dissipated. His eyes flashed coldly, he didn't expect to meet the other party here.

"Lin Yi...is that the piece of feces you mentioned?" Feng Tingjun deliberately raised his voice while driving away mosquitoes.

Hearing his words, there was a cold snort and great anger from the other side.

"Brother, be careful. He is trying to provoke us on purpose. Once he starts, he will surely kill all the mosquitoes and make them angry, which will be detrimental to our progress."

"I understand that, but it makes no sense not to take revenge when the enemy is right before our eyes."

Wang Xiao raised his lips and launched the Myriad Demons at them. Under his control, the energy did not leak out, and was completely aimed at the two people beside Lin Yi.

They were already disturbed by the miasma and could not resist his attack at all. They became mentally confused for a moment and held their heads and groaned.

Lin Yi was about to help them when suddenly they both attacked him at the same time, catching him off guard.

By the time they both regained consciousness, their fists had already landed on Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was not seriously injured, but the two men's swinging fists smashed a lot of mosquitoes.

"Let's keep walking."

Wang Xiao called out and walked forward steadily, leaving behind the confused Lin Yi and the others, who were furious.

As the day went by, the number of people ahead of them decreased. He found that many of the people around them had much lower cultivation than him, and there were many people with lower realms walking ahead.

But you can see Lin Yi and others are still following behind.

"There's mind-disturbing miasma all around, plus mosquitoes that have transformed into human form. How can I think and gain enlightenment in such an environment?" Although Feng Tingyun was stimulated and developed fighting spirit, it was not easy for him to persist for so long under the current conditions.

"This place has low requirements for cultivation and focuses on testing one's willpower. Brother Tingyun is still young and lacks certain tempering. His performance is far beyond that of ordinary people. Mr. Yangming has walked through thorns all over the land and experienced the joys and sorrows of the world. In addition, he is a sage who studies the way of mind. For him, who can cut bamboo for seven days at a young age, perseverance can be said to be the least worthy of boasting."

Feng Tingyun interrupted Yu Changzhou who was about to continue his narration and said in shock: "What, seven days? When you were a child?"

"Well, when he was young, he sat alone in the bamboo forest, not wanting to eat or drink, and couldn't sleep at night. He wanted to obtain the principles of heaven, but unfortunately he failed. Later, he realized the truth in Longchang. He believed that the heart is the root of everything, so he came to the conclusion that the heart is the principle and there is nothing outside the heart. Overnight, he jumped from the ninth level of the Hedao realm to the holy realm in one step!"

Enlightenment is a process from quantitative change to qualitative change. It is the result of a certain amount of correct experience accumulation. It can also be said to be the sublimation of experience. It requires practice, gaining experience from actual combat, summarizing experience, and finally breaking through the bottleneck of the road. Even the so-called epiphany and flash of inspiration need to be based on it.

The accumulation of twenty years of hard work burst out in one day, with a force that was like a river flowing back from the sky, unstoppable.

Wang Xiao was filled with admiration. He felt that the other party had definitely embarked on the path of breaking through the realm and seeking the truth, and had drawn a perfect symbol for his path.

Two days later, their bodies were covered with bumps from bites and they were itchy to the point of unbearable pain. Their heads felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

"finally reached!"

Feng Tingyun seemed to wake up from a deep sleep and took a deep breath.

They came to a cave, but the surrounding environment did not improve and was still very bad.

There was a very conspicuous sarcophagus in the cave, but there was a faint aura wafting from it, the kind of aura they had only seen on the resurrected holy vessel.

Not long after, Lin Yi and Chi Yan followed, and the other two could not withstand the revenge of the mosquitoes and retreated early.

"The feces have followed, no wonder I smell a foul odor." Feng Tingjun said, pinching his nose.

Lin was furious. As a member of the angel clan, he was always high and mighty. No one had ever dared to insult him with such dirty words. It was bad enough that Wang Xiao, who had struck him with thunder that day, dared to insult him. But the bird on his shoulder actually dared to speak foul language.

Chi Yan advised: "Son, calm down. There are plenty of ways to kill them when you get out. Don't lose the big picture for the small one."

"How can any random person be called the Son of God?"

Feng Tingyun continued to provoke, and Wang Xiao did not stop him. Lin Yi snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and turned his back.