Dream Picking Records

Zuihonglou was reserved by Chao Cuo, and the downstairs was full of guards. Yang Shuan took out a token and ordered them to lead the way. The servant who took the token had good eyesight. After recognizing the token, he flattered him and took him to a private room on the third floor.

Maybe it was because the room was booked out, there was no soundproofing set up in the room, and the sounds of making love inside could be heard from the second floor. Fortunately, it was over before he arrived at the room, otherwise it would have been inconvenient for him to interrupt at this moment.

"You are so unrestrained and indulge in lust in broad daylight. You are truly worthy of being me, Brother Chao."

"Who is it?" The voice in the room was filled with anger.

The attendant bowed and replied, "My Lord, it was the young master of the Yang family who came from the imperial city. He said he knew you."

Suddenly there was the sound of someone getting dressed in the house. The door was opened and the man's face was yellow and his eyes were dark. It was obvious that he was a man who had indulged in excessive sexual activities.

"It's Brother Yang. How come you have time to come to me today?" The man kicked the servant. "Why are you standing there? Why don't you find some girls to keep you company?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Shuan hurriedly stopped the servant. How would he live his life if Xia Yingling knew about this? His principle was to be romantic and not lustful, so it was okay for him to talk about poetry and write essays with women.

"Wait a minute, Brother Chao has such a strong physique that you should keep it for yourself. I came to discuss something with you today."

"What's the matter?" Chao Cuo listened and was puzzled. What could he want to do by coming all the way here to see him?

"I met your people when I passed by a village outside the city. I heard from them that they were following your orders to demolish a temple that the village worshipped. Isn't this a pure false accusation? I think with Brother Chao's character, Duan Ran would not do such a perverse act, so I helped you get rid of them."

Chao Cuo raised his eyebrows, he received a message saying that those servants were beaten after they reported his name, so he asked his men to organize the troops and prepare to set off, and he took the opportunity to come here to vent, but he didn't expect that the other party would come to his door.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he said with a fake smile: "I will definitely not do such a thing. Thank you Brother Yang for protecting my innocence. Let me find out who slandered me and kill him!"

"That's good. The Third Princess was also a witness to this incident. He promised to keep the village safe. I think Brother Chao should know what to do."

Chao Cuo was shocked: "The Third Princess also knows about this?"

Yang Shuan straightened Chao Cuo's clothes and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes, but she also thinks that someone is impersonating you. I think that group of people are really bold to abuse your reputation. With you here, the surrounding environment must be harmonious and stable."

"Of course. Brother Yang told the Third Princess that I will ensure the safety of the people nearby."

"I have something else to do so I'll leave first. You can have fun first. You don't have to see me off."

"Brother Yang, take care. I'll treat you next time you come!"

Yang Shuan staggered when he heard him shouting like that. He was treating us? To a place like this?

"Hurry, let the assembled troops disperse and do what they need to do." Chao Cuo hurriedly called his servants and gave them instructions.

Yang Shuan went downstairs and gestured to the people coming towards him.

"It's done, let's go."

"Is this really okay? Will he be obedient?"

"Don't worry. Although Chao Cuo is a dandy boy, he still knows how to avoid causing trouble for his father. It's only us who are going to deal with something like demolishing a temple. No one else would care."

The moon was over the treetops, flowers were fragrant and insects were chirping. Two people quietly sneaked into the village and stood in front of the temple, staring at the sculpture in a trance. "It's really amazing. If I can't understand it, I'll have to tear it down first."

They walked into the temple and were about to take action when a sword energy made their pupils dilate. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, leaving no dust behind.

The insects in the woods and fields were chirping as usual.

"What, two people are gone just like that!?"

In a courtyard in Guzhou City, a middle-aged man slapped the coffee table with his palm, and the table, chairs and teacups turned into powder. It was he who instigated Chao Cuo to demolish the temple after receiving the news. He saw that Jian Yun Bufan had also tried to comprehend the temple, but after failing, he started to think about it.

However, he saw that the troops that Chao Cuo had organized were disbanded again, and he was very disappointed and had to send two people to check. As he expected, the temple was not so easy to move.

He paced back and forth in the living room, unwilling to miss such a great opportunity right in front of him.

"Uncle Master, why don't we report this to the sect and let the headmaster and the elders make the decision? We are not the only ones who discovered the temple. We tried to silence them but the people from the Shanyue Sect and Yinyang Sect reacted quickly and escaped. If we don't make a decision now, it will be too late."

The young man who made the announcement asked cautiously, but earned a murderous look from the man.

"Shut up. I don't need you to teach me. If I can bring the statue back, it will be a great achievement. The position of the next head will be mine."

The Chixuan Sect, the Shanyue Sect, and the Yinyang Sect, where the man was, were the top three sects near Guzhou City. The Chixuan Sect was superior, and the remaining two sects were equally strong. There were many relics outside Guzhou City, and the seniors lived in seclusion, so there were often masters from the sects leading teams out to look for opportunities. This time, the three teams happened to meet and came to that village. When they rested, they found a temple. Seeing the transcendent sword rhyme on the statue, they all had crooked ideas.

In the end, the Chixuan Sect took the initiative and gained the upper hand, almost wiping out the two opposing sects, with only one elder from each sect escaping with serious injuries.

"It's all because of those guys who suddenly showed up. Have you found out who they are?"

"Master, the brother who stayed behind in the village is still in a coma because he forced himself to comprehend the sword rhythm. I only know that one of the men entered the Zuihonglou rented by Chao Cuo and had a conversation with him. It seemed that they reached some kind of agreement, and then Chao Cuo dismissed the men. I think he is of high status."

The man thought about it again and again, and said fiercely: "You should inform the sect first. I will go to meet them tomorrow. They dare to ruin my good deeds."

"But……"

"Hmph, no need to say more, they are just a few young boys, I dare not touch anyone around here."

The young man who reported it shrank his neck and stopped talking.

The next day, the middle-aged man found Chao Cuo and tried to find out the identity of the group by asking indirectly.

Chao Cuo was not a good person either. When he found out that he was almost killed by this man, he was so angry that he didn't reveal any real information.

Wang Xiao and his companions found a relic outside Guzhou City and were dumbfounded.

Is this a relic or a ruin? No, it's not even a ruin. It's just a large bare piece of land with nothing on it. It's just a matter of digging three feet into the ground.

"These people are really afraid of missing out on something useful." Wang Xiao stared at the ruins in a daze.

"That's right. Some people moved the soil and rocks back and put them in the yard for decoration." Yang Shuan said.

"Then why are we here?"

"I heard that the original owner of this land had a weapon that has never been found. It may be hidden in a space. Occasionally, someone passing by will notice the special vibration coming from here. Therefore, even if there is nothing here, there will still be people coming here to pay tribute to the ancient relics and reminisce about the past."

"What's the point of just reminiscing? Wouldn't it be better to go down and chat with them?" The middle-aged man led the remaining three Chixuan Sect disciples in the city.

"Who are you?" Yang Shuan took a step forward and stood in front.

"I'll tell you when you get down." The man didn't waste any time and attacked. After seeing the man who was injured in the village yesterday because of enlightenment, everyone understood that this was the group of people who found the statue.

Yang Shuan raised his palm and repelled it.

"You are only at the sixth level of Guiyuan, yet you dare to brag? You are living like a dog at your age."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

The young man in front of him actually looked down on him, which made him furious. The man was considered to be a talented person in the sect, with only one junior brother who was slightly better than him, so he went out to look for an opportunity to take the position of the head of the sect.

At the same time, he was secretly shocked. This time he really met a tough guy. At such a young age, he actually reached the sixth level of Guiyuan and took his attack with ease.

The other three members of the Chixuan Sect thought they had won the battle and were ready to make a move. But now they saw that one of them had blocked their uncle. The others were also calm and composed. They were a little flustered.

"It's been so long, why hasn't the sect's help arrived yet?"

"The response from the headmaster will arrive soon, but Uncle Master can't help but kill these people first."

On the front battlefield, the middle-aged man turned his hand into a sword, and a red streak poured down like a waterfall, and the scorching flames distorted the space. Yang Shuan poured his spiritual energy into the folding fan, and with a light wave, the scorching flames turned in the direction, and the four people were unable to dodge and their hair and clothes were all set on fire.

The middle-aged man took some effort to put out his own flame, but the three people behind him were not so lucky. They turned into charcoal while howling in pain.

"Ah, give my nephew back his life!"

"It's your own fault."

The middle-aged man leaped into the sky, his spiritual energy surging, forming a huge furnace above his head, with magma boiling inside, bubbling.

Seeing this, Yang Shuan put away his folding fan, and a light flashed on his index finger. The restlessness between heaven and earth caused by the furnace was calmed down, and the space was in an absolute state of tranquility.

"What kind of move is this? It looks so awesome." Feng Tingjun jumped on top of Wang Xiao's head curiously.

Xia Yingling explained: "One of the Yang family's unique skills is to be empty and focused. When you practice it to perfection, you can kill people without being seen."

With a finger pointing, a flash of light flashed across the sky and earth, and a smooth, fine hole appeared on the furnace and the man's forehead.

The man's eyes were wide open, his soul was shattered, he had no breath, and he swayed in the air twice and fell down.

"I still haven't practiced enough, the wound is so big." Yang Shuan reflected.

Before they could relax, a sound of breaking wind was heard.

"Who dares to kill my people from the Chixuan Sect?" As soon as the words fell, a group of people arrived at the ruins, led by three old men, followed by a group of disciples in red clothes.