Dream Picking Records

Yunshan Academy was not far from the Tianyuan Forbidden Land, and it took the man and the bird several days to get back.

At the foot of the mountain, the setting sun was blocked. Wang Xiao, who had changed his appearance, found that on the road where there were usually few people, there were a few people passing by occasionally. Anyone who saw this would feel angry. Was this because they were afraid that Yunshan Academy, which had been in decline for thousands of years, would take some action? The victims were the ones being targeted and guarded against.

They secretly glanced at Wang Xiao who looked like Wang Yu and then looked away.

Before Wang Xiao even reached the mountain gate, he could already feel the gloomy and depressing atmosphere of the academy. He told the disciples guarding the mountain that they were relatives of Elder Yang Qian, and asked them to ask Elder Yang Qian for instructions.

After one person went back to report, not long after, Yang Qian dragged his tired body to the front of the mountain. He was lifeless, and his eyes were no longer as leisurely and calm as before. Although he didn't know what other relatives he had, he still came.

"I do not know you."

After glancing at Wang Xiao with his vicissitudes eyes, he planned to leave without blaming anyone, thinking that perhaps others had found the wrong person.

"Elder Yang Qian, I am Wang Xiao, I am not dead yet!"

Wang Xiao sent him a message in time. He turned around abruptly and looked at the strange boy in front of him with surprise and suspicion.

After sensing the familiar aura from the other person, his eyes instantly turned red. He no longer had the demeanor of an academy elder. He was just an ordinary old man at this moment. When he saw the younger generation who had been presumed dead, his withered heart lit up the candle again.

"It's really you!"

Yang Qian immediately seemed like a different person, regaining a lot of his vitality. Just as a line of tears was about to flow, they were interrupted by him.

He quickly glanced around the mountain gate, and after seeing nothing unusual, he took Wang Xiao's hand and went straight to the dean's retreat residence.

Outside the door, the white-haired Yang Qian's voice trembled with excitement and he could no longer hold back his tears.

"Dean, Wang Xiao is back!"

As soon as Yang Qian finished speaking, the door opened. Yun Hong flashed out and looked at Wang Xiao, who had returned to his original state. His hands couldn't stop shaking. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing that the dean, who was originally full of vigor and vitality and in his prime, had white hair overnight and was full of dejection, Wang Xiao could not help but feel sad.

"Dean, I'm back! I'm sorry for making you sad."

"Good! Good! Good! As long as you come back alive! You have done very well. It is us who failed to protect you..."

The three of them entered the house and remained silent for a long time.

Dean and Yang Qian's minds were filled with the scene of the students and Junheng being killed by the thieves that day. They were deeply remorseful for not being able to protect the students. They lived in pain and obsession with revenge every day.

Seeing this, Wang Xiao took the initiative to break the silence and asked, "Dean, Elder Yang, have you ever heard of the Awakening Spirit Lotus?"

After hearing his question, the two looked thoughtful and soon shook their heads.

"We have never heard of it, why are you looking for it?"

“Dean and Elder Yang, my sister Ye is in critical condition and urgently needs the Awakening Lotus to save her.” As he spoke, he gave a brief account of how he fell into the abyss.

"Wait a minute, let's look through some ancient books to see if we can find any clues!" When the two heard that Ye Xiao still had hope of being alive, they felt much better and more motivated. They immediately got up and went to the Sutra Library.

Feng Tingyun and Wang Xiao sat quietly in the room. After a while, they came back sighing. Wang Xiao could tell from their expressions that there was no relevant result.

"I'm sorry, we searched through ancient books and asked others but couldn't find any information about the Awakening Lotus."

"Dean, elders, you don't have to do this. I still have time. I want to go to the outside world to find clues about it and hone myself at the same time."

"The sea is wide and the fish can leap for it. Our Yunshan Academy is not what it used to be. Staying here will only restrict your development. The outside world is your stage. Remember, be careful when you go out!" The two of them were in mixed feelings. After a long silence, they looked at each other, sighed again, and said earnestly.

"Disciple, please remember this!"

“Alas, it’s all our fault that we are incompetent and unable to restore the former prosperity. We are unworthy of the name of our ancestors.” Dean Yun Hong clenched his fists, feeling self-blaming and helpless.

"The mountains are still there. We can slowly gather our strength and bide our time. There will eventually be a day when we can regroup and overthrow them." Wang Xiao was afraid that they would become desperate and fight to the death with that gang.

"Don't worry, I'm old enough and I still understand this truth. You are the flames, and all hope lies in your descendants. I just hope that one day, we old bones can be turned into dry firewood so that you can burn more vigorously." Elder Yang Qian seemed to have regained a bit of his former carefree self.

"Take all these with you. The academy has nothing else to teach you." The dean pushed the notes of experience in subsequent practice in front of him.

Wang Xiao knew that they placed all their hopes on him.

"I will definitely not let the academy down!"

After Wang Xiao bowed deeply to the two of them, he slowly left the room.

He returned to his courtyard and found a cenotaph, which made him laugh and cry. This was built by Jin Hao for him. After learning that he had fallen into the abyss, Jin Hao, who had recovered well, went down the mountain to gain experience.

He temporarily put aside all his thoughts and rested peacefully for the night. The next morning, he sorted out his mood and said goodbye to the dean and others.

On the way down the mountain, he looked at the academy and made a secret decision.

"It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. In the future, I will make Jinghong Academy and the Cai family pay with blood!"

He took out the wind chime woven by Ye Xiao and stroked it gently.

Ye Xiao was seriously injured and dying because of his carelessness. Wang Xiao did not choose to go home. He didn't know how to face his father now.

A token appeared in his hand. It was given to him by the little girl Xia Qingling. She told him that he and Ye Xiao could use this token to visit her in the imperial city when they were free. But now they had to rely on her to find the whereabouts of the Awakening Lotus.

However, he planned to go to the Ning'an Palace to ask first, just in case there was any result. Of course, he had to use his current face under the alias Wang Yu.

The method of changing body shape is called Senluo Wanxiang, which was obtained by Jin Hao in the secret realm. If he had not practiced it to the fullest, Wang Xiao would not have discovered it.

As his understanding and practice deepened, he felt that this technique was extraordinary. It was not just about changing one's appearance. When practiced to perfection, it could completely change a person's spirit. Unfortunately, the core text of the second half was missing.

After learning the details, Feng Tingyun also encouraged him, saying that gold will become sharp if it is sharpened, and everything will be fine if he keeps moving forward.

One man and one bird, they practiced and moved forward, looking for a city with a teleportation array. Every day, they faced the rising sun, expelled the old and took in the new, walked firmly on the road to progress, and occasionally helped others when they encountered injustice, thus accumulating good deeds.

During this period, they wanted to capture a monster for transportation, but when they saw Feng Tingjun, the black crow, a fear from the bottom of their souls struck their minds, and they all trembled and could not move at all.

"You, please restrain your breath, otherwise the monsters you meet along the way will be scared to death." Wang Xiao was helpless.