Dream Picking Records

In a small town on the northern border of Daxia, Wang Xiao and Feng Tingjun arrived at the door of a tavern.

A little girl of five or six years old was sitting on a stool, shaking her head, looking innocent and cute. Next to her was an old man, looking at her with a loving face.

"Uncle, please get us a room and some food. This is the deposit." Wang Xiao took out the coins from his body and handed them over.

Feng Tingyun's condition had improved, but his face was still a little pale. His stomach was rumbling, and it seemed that his pale face was probably due to hunger.

"Come with me, little brother. I'll take you to the room first." The plainly dressed old man took the coins and told the little girl to look after the store.

"I know, Grandpa. Yuanyuan won't run around!"

"Yuanyuan is the best!" the old man said lovingly.

The tavern was not crowded. On weekdays, people from the same town came to drink and occasionally people from the neighboring villages and towns came to stay overnight. The old man took them to the room, which was spotless and clean.

"You two little brothers, take a rest first. I'll serve you the food when it's ready."

"Sorry for the trouble, old man."

After closing the door, Feng Tingjun sat cross-legged on the bed and took out some food to fill his stomach.

"It's a pity that the delicious food I carefully selected earlier is not tasty anymore when it gets cold."

Soon there was a knock on the door.

"Big brother, can I come in? The food you ordered is ready." The little girl Yuanyuan stood at the door steadily holding the steaming food.

Feng Tingjun couldn't wait to push open the door, as if he had recovered 80% of his condition.

"Thank you, little one!"

"Huh, you don't look any older than me, little brother!"

The little girl skipped down the stairs, leaving Feng Tingyun disheveled in the wind.

Feng Tingjun was holding the food and hadn't come to her senses yet when she heard loud laughter coming from the room.

“Little brother! Haha…” Wang Xiao was laughing so hard that his stomach hurt, but before he could finish his words his stomach growled again.

"There's no portion for you!" Feng Tingjun decisively brought the food to the bed and savored it slowly by himself.

People who practice Taoism should practice fasting, and it is clear that they have not yet reached that level. This meal was made of ordinary ingredients, but the two of them ate it with great relish.

For several days, they practiced in the room. Yuanyuan saw that they did not eat on time, so she often came up to ask them if they were hungry.

At this moment, Wang Xiao's soul was immersed in a sea of ​​fire. The long period of tempering made it more pure and powerful, and even his body was emitting a faint glow.

The series of battles that had taken place recently were also a rare source of nourishment for Wang Xiao. Not only could he enhance his combat capabilities, but he could also verify his own use and understanding of spiritual energy.

More importantly, the feeling that can only be felt in a life-and-death struggle makes a person's will more resolute and tenacious. Now I have time to digest this experience.

With a breath of foul air exhaled, his training came to an end. In the room, Feng Tingyun sat cross-legged on the bed. After a few days of rest, it was obvious that his condition had returned to normal.

Looking at Feng Tingyun who had recovered from his injuries, Wang Xiao recalled the scene of being hunted by the Cai family and Jinghong Academy. The past events were vivid in his mind, as if they had just happened yesterday.

Sister Ye, who had protected herself from the forbidden weapon's sneak attack, fell into the abyss, her dress stained red with blood. The brothers and sisters who had lived together day and night were left in the forbidden area forever.

Bai Zhu, who had a conflict due to an accident, later shook hands and got drunk together, and also fell into a mass grave.

He was upset and couldn't help but clench his fists in anger.

If you are strong enough, you can protect all the people you cherish.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiao's breath couldn't help but become disordered. Fortunately, he reflected in time and suppressed his restless mood.

"Let's take it step by step. Laying a solid foundation is the most important thing. Otherwise, one day the building will collapse due to an unstable foundation and all our efforts will be in vain." The sunlight shone into the house. After he calmed down, he stood up, stretched, and looked out the window.

"Sooner or later, I will settle the old scores with you."

He now has quite a few pills in his hand, and if he wanted to, his realm could improve rapidly, but they are external objects after all, and their powerful medicinal properties are accompanied by the superficiality of the realm.

"How's the injury?"

"It's fine now." Thinking of what happened that day, Feng Tingyun clenched his fists angrily, "That damn bat actually dared to covet my body. It's too good for him to die like that."

"It's okay."

"Gulu gulu..."

After several days of concentrating on healing, they were exhausted and their stomachs were rumbling, so they went downstairs to get some food.

The shop is rather simple and there are no customers so early in the morning.

As soon as he got downstairs, Wang Xiao looked at the store door with a little confusion. The next second, an old man with white hair and beard ran into the store panting, staggering, and looking very anxious.

"grandfather!"

The little girl Yuanyuan jumped out from behind the counter and threw herself into the old man's arms.

The old man's expression changed, and he smiled, hugging his granddaughter lovingly.

After noticing Wang Xiao and the other man who stayed overnight in the store a few days ago, the old man put the little girl down, took a deep breath and said, "Two little brothers, leave here quickly."

"Old man, what happened? Don't be anxious, just speak slowly." Wang Xiao stepped forward to support the old man and channeled spiritual energy to help him relieve his condition.

"The bandits nearby have surrounded this town, trying to capture young boys and girls for sacrifice."

Behind the old man, Yuanyuan stood timidly, holding tightly onto the corner of his trousers.

The little girl was a little nervous. She poked her head out from time to time to look at the two people in the room. Her big round eyes made Feng Tingjun couldn't help but reach out and rub her little head.

The old man continued in a sad voice, "The bandit leader of Black Wind Mountain led the bandits to plunder here, and ordered us to prepare ten pairs of boys and girls to sacrifice to their Nascent Soul King, otherwise he would massacre our town!"

"Nascent Soul King? Why does this name sound so familiar?" After thinking for two seconds, Wang Xiao suddenly remembered that he had killed a Nascent Soul Saint Child in the secret realm of Luankong Realm.

"Old man, how much do you know about Black Wind Mountain?"

The old man looked at his granddaughter kindly, then turned his head and sighed.

"The bandits on Black Wind Mountain were originally in a three-way confrontation with the other two forces, restraining each other. Several villages and towns near us could live in peace by handing over spirit stones on time. Who knew that a Yuanying King suddenly appeared recently and slaughtered the other two overnight. Now they are the only one in power, and they asked us to prepare children for sacrifice..."

Through the conversation, we learned that the old man's name was Fang Jie. He had a son in his old age but had to bury the son before him. His son and daughter-in-law died in an accident, leaving only the grandfather and grandson to depend on each other.

It is not difficult to tell from Mr. Fang’s sad expression that his granddaughter Fang Yuan is one of the chosen children.

"It's so abominable. They won't let the old man go even though he's in this state. Are they trying to force him to have no children or grandchildren?" Feng Tingjun was angry.

"Hey, young hero, if you are so angry, go and kill the people from Black Wind Mountain." A sarcastic voice came from the door. A thin and tall man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks stepped over the threshold of the tavern, followed by three big men with fierce looks and fleshy faces.

Mr. Fang quickly signaled him to stop talking, saying that the person who came was not someone they could afford to offend.

"Old Fang, don't accuse us of bullying you. The child to be sacrificed is decided by drawing lots. So many villagers are watching. We are not cheating."

At this time, many people gathered outside the tavern. They could only sympathize with the old man, and no one dared to say a word for fear of offending the people inside.

"I know, I know..." Old Fang murmured with dull eyes.

That year, his son and daughter-in-law were also selected by lottery, and they had an accident in a mine in the barren mountains.

Mr. Fang slumped in his chair as if he had lost his soul. Seeing this, the tall and thin man walked straight towards Yuan Yuan and was about to take her away.

"Snapped."

Feng Tingjun slapped the man away with one palm and protected Fang Yuan behind him at the same time.

The onlookers and the three strong men were dumbfounded that someone dared to disobey them in this gravel town.

One of them helped up the tall and thin man who had fainted, and the other two quickly surrounded Feng Tingyun.

The two men were just stout men with stout physiques, and they had not yet broken through to the Qi Control Realm. They were still "mortals" in the self-cultivation stage. They relied on their strong physiques to bully ordinary people in the town. Unfortunately, I met them today.

Feng Tingyun naturally didn't take them seriously. With just one look, the two men's brains went blank, foamed at the mouth, and fainted on the ground.

The remaining strong man tried to run, but his legs felt as if they were filled with lead and he couldn't move at all.

Mr. Fang thanked them and then sighed. The people who came to the door were just the thugs of the town bully Li family. They had contact with the bandits many times in the past and had a close relationship with them. They relied on this relationship to bully the town and did a lot of things.

They were the first to speak out about this sacrifice, and they are even more despicable than the bandits.

"Thank you, big brother. The bandits are very vicious. You should not take any risks. Yuanyuan... Yuanyuan can go to offer sacrifice, but... what should grandpa do!" Yuanyuan hid behind old man Fang and came out of the fright. Although she kept sobbing, there was still extraordinary courage in her tears.

Grandpa Fang wiped away her tears and said, "Silly Yuanyuan, even if I risk my life, I won't let anything happen to you."