Dream Picking Records

Xia Yingling stood up and saluted: "Thank you, senior. I am Xia Yingling and I am grateful for your teaching. I don't know how to address you."

The old man waved his hand and said, "My name is not worth mentioning. Just call me Mr. Huang. I am just a teacher who has read two books and loves the countryside. You don't need to call me senior."

The old lady had said before that the few formulas passed on by this gentleman had magical effects. Although they were of little use to them, they were enough to whet their appetite. Before they could ask any questions, Mr. Huang spoke.

"I think you have some extraordinary talents, one in a million. I have a book for you to read."

"Why do these words sound so familiar to me?" Wang Xiao looked at Feng Tingjun suspiciously.

The little fellow's eyes sparkled and he flapped his hair with his wings.

"It doesn't sound familiar. The old man surnamed Lou also said something like this."

Mr. Huang, who was originally indifferent and aloof, was looking for a book, but when he heard their conversation, he jumped up suddenly.

"Who? Which old man have you seen?"

Mr. Huang's eyes, which had always been calm, suddenly became full of anticipation like a child, leaving Wang Xiao at a loss.

"We met an old man in Ju'an City near the Tianyuan Forbidden Land in the Eastern Region. He is suspected to be Senior Louwai."

"Thank you." The old man said thank you without saying anything and disappeared out of thin air, leaving behind a scripture. No one noticed a single disturbance.

"The way they disappear is exactly the same." Mr. Huang just disappeared like that, causing Feng Tingjun to complain.

When Mr. Huang heard the excited reaction of Yuntian outside the building, Yang Shuan fell into deep thought. He suddenly snapped his fingers and said, "Yingling, could Mr. Huang be the junior brother of Senior Louwai - Huang Wancheng?"

"Now that you mention it, I remember that according to rumors, he had a junior fellow apprentice with this name."

While the few people were still talking, the experienced Feng Tingjun had already picked up the scriptures on the table and started reading them.

"Fuck, what is this? Why are they all about health preservation methods between humans and nature?" He threw it aside in disappointment.

After several people took turns reading it, they temporarily came to the conclusion that this book is suitable for people with a physique close to nature, such as Xia Qingling's Taoist spiritual body.

Others can also practice this scripture to dispel their own hostility and better integrate into nature, thereby understanding the principles of spiritual energy. When you encounter a bottleneck in your practice, studying this scripture may have an unexpected effect.

Wang Xiao is quite special. He broke the rules in the Qi Control Realm and took a new path, condensing a planet in the Qi Sea. It can be said that he is artificially interpreting the rebirth of nature. By transforming all spirits into Qi and then transforming all spirits into Qi, he realized the internal circulation of spiritual energy. This scripture can help him further understand the way of living beings and nature.

When a few people were sitting together to appreciate the nature, a few more people came and tried to comprehend the rhythm of the sword. As expected, they all ended up becoming mentally ill.

This trip was very rewarding and Xia Yingling was very excited. She met the hidden boss as soon as she arrived in a village. Although she didn't have time to talk too much and no closed-door disciples stayed, this was a good start.

"Roar!"

The people who were practicing were awakened by the roar of the monster, and the villagers followed them out of the room and stood in the corridor, looking at the scene in horror. Due to the existence of the sculpture, they had not seen the monster for a long time.

The three mysterious monsters all had huge wings, were covered with emerald green scales, had two horns on their heads, and had two sharp teeth sticking out. They were circling in the air carrying two men and one woman. The seemingly extraordinary monsters were trembling in the air.

"What a waste." A man in black whipped the monsters and ordered them to land.

The three monsters felt pain and landed carefully, not daring to look directly at the temple in the village.

Feng Tingjun, who was not interested in the way of nature, finally forced himself to calm down and study, but was disrupted by the sudden appearance of three people and three beasts. He was unhappy and the situation was serious.

"Noisy!"

The three-headed monster heard the sound and looked over. Suddenly, its body twitched and it flapped its wings and fled in panic, ignoring its master's orders.

The man in front of him held a whip and shouted, "Who are you? How dare you scare away our mounts? Don't you want to live?"

"Oh, who was it I thought? Turns out to be a subordinate of the Northern Territory Rebellion Suppression King." Yang Shuan looked unhappy as his interest was disturbed.

"You are so arrogant. You know we are the King of Rebellion, yet you dare to be disrespectful to us."

Yang Shuan opened his folding fan, and a gust of wind pinned the three people to the ground, making them unable to move. His spiritual power transformed into slaps that kept hitting them.

"Not to mention you, even if the son of the rebellion king came here, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like this."

The woman was pretty, but now her head was swollen like a pig's. Her arrogant attitude was shattered. She realized something was wrong and apologized quickly: "We didn't recognize the real master. Please spare our lives for the sake of the King of Rebellion."

"Hmph." Yang Shuan closed his folding fan, and the strong wind disappeared. The man in black and the pig-headed woman had fainted.

The other man was at a slightly higher level and was able to remain conscious, but he was also trembling and unable to stand steadily.

"Please forgive me, my lord. I came to Guzhou City to play. I heard that there is a magical temple here. We came here on the orders of my lord to tear down the temple. I don't know if you have disturbed the peace here."

"Demolish the temple? Chao Cuo has been bullying the Northern Territory for too long, and he is capable of doing such a thing. What will happen to the villagers if the temple is demolished? Will he send people to guard it when monsters come?"

Yang Shuan's tone became even more indignant, and the sound waves alone were enough to push the man to the ground.

"Please forgive me, sir. I will report your words right away!"

"get out!"

After hearing this, the man held one person under each armpit and left the village dejectedly without looking back, which was in stark contrast to his domineering appearance when he first appeared.

The children were so happy to see the monsters being driven away that they danced with joy. Some adults were worried when they heard their conversation. They thought that some important people were paying attention to their temple. What should they do? The hunched-backed village chief walked to the temple, knelt down and prayed non-stop, hoping to be protected.

Xia Yingling noticed that the villagers no longer had the smiles they had when they first entered the village. She walked lightly to the front of the temple, helped up the village chief, and used her spiritual energy to spread her voice to ensure that every villager could hear it.

"Don't worry, folks. I am the third princess of the Great Xia Dynasty. I assure you that the group of people just now will not touch a single brick or tile in the village. We will go to Guzhou City to stop them now."

"On behalf of all the villagers, I thank the princess!" After hearing this, the village chief pretended to kneel, but Xia Yingling quickly helped him up.

"You're welcome, old man. You are all citizens of Da Xia. This is what I should do."

Half an hour later, they arrived at Guzhou City and reunited with the guards. They inquired from the city gate guards about the residence of Chao Cuo, the son of the King of Suppression of Rebellion - the largest restaurant in the city, Zuihonglou.

"Yingling, Brother Wang, you guys wait downstairs first, I'll go upstairs alone."

Feng Tingjun jumped off Wang Xiao’s shoulder and wanted to go up together.

"You wait here too." The little guy kept struggling while being held in Wang Xiao's hand.

"Why can't I go? Why don't you take me with you if there's something delicious?"

"Children are not allowed in."