Dream Picking Records

Chapter 205: Ordinary One Drop of Blood

As soon as the flowing characters appeared, Wang Xiao, Bai Shu and Li Jingyi were all attracted by them. Wang Xiao vaguely saw himself standing on the ninth heaven, towering above the boundless heaven, and controlling the rise and fall of all things in the world.

Soon, spiritual energy surged around him, pulling him out of that state.

The feeling he had just experienced was too familiar. He hurriedly checked on Bai Zhu and Li Jingyi, and found that they seemed fine. Instead, they were looking at him. Then he saw the old man smile, and he realized that the other party was intentionally testing him.

"My friend is indeed the one who escaped from the predicament of the Divine Lake. I admire you!"

"What did you just do?" Bai Zhu reacted and questioned the old man.

Although Wang Xiao was angry, he held back the angry Bai Zhu. The other party told them so many secrets because he wanted to save his relatives, and he could understand this feeling.

"Please forgive me for testing you without your prior consent." An Guangsheng and An Youjia bowed and apologized together.

"Is the Shenhu Lake related to the immortals?"

"We don't know for sure. Many records were burned over the years. But based on the few words that have been passed down, we guess that it is probably true. Otherwise, our ancestors would not have passed away with such regrets."

"boom!"

Wang Xiao and his companions' minds were buzzing with excitement. Apart from the matter of becoming an immortal, nothing else could enter their ears. Their hearts were filled with the wildness of becoming an immortal.

Fortunately, they are all very human and will not lose their direction and self because of an illusory existence.

But the temptation thrown by the old man was too great!

What should they do?

An Youjia and An Guangsheng stood quietly by without disturbing them, letting them digest it slowly.

"Let's talk about how to rescue the young master first?" After a long time, Wang Xiao let out a deep breath.

An Youjia looked at the man lying on the bed with tenderness, and this time there was more hope on her face, "First of all, I apologize again to the three of you. It was wrong of us to test you without notifying you in advance. Because we know the horror of being trapped in the God Lake. If we misjudge, you will also be trapped in the lake and unable to escape."

"City Lord, there's no need to be so polite. I can understand your feelings. Besides, there's only a trace of the Tao rhyme in that character. You have no intention of harming me." Wang Xiao waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

"Thank you for your understanding, little brother. My son should be saved!" She looked grateful and took out a transparent bottle from her sleeve. The bottle contained a drop of bright red blood, which looked ordinary.

"This is a drop of blood left by our ancestor. In his later years, he was no different from an ordinary person. Perhaps because the word 'immortal' was integrated into it, it has retained its activity to this day. The elders once said that if a descendant's spirit is trapped in the lake, this bottle of blood can be used to find a true enlightened person to open the heart lake and save the true spirit."

"I think you should reconsider it." Bai Zhu and Li Jingyi pulled Wang Xiao, their faces serious. Because if the blood was really left by a peerless strong man, no one knew what unexpected situation would occur.

If the powerful people in the heavenly realm they mentioned match those in the outside world, then they correspond to the emperor realm beings that have not appeared in ten thousand years.

The most recorded ones are the overlords of the king realm, such as the founders of several great empires. They can create scenes of the birth and death of the world with a wave of their hands, not to mention the emperor realm at a higher level.

Even at the end of their lives, the blood that has lost all its essence is not something they can withstand now.

Therefore, no matter how great the temptation is, you must be qualified to touch it!

"Don't worry, everyone. Our ancestors said that the supreme power in the blood has been purified. Holding this blood will only benefit you and will not cause any harm."

As he spoke, An Youjia unsealed the bottle and dripped blood onto his hands. The blood still maintained its shape, floating quietly, as if it was out of tune with this mundane world.

Wang Xiao, Bai Zhu and Li Jingyi took turns to check it out and confirmed again that it would not cause any danger. Then they did not try to stop it and gave the choice to Wang Xiao himself.

An Youjia and An Guangsheng looked at each other, and the latter nodded, then they fell to their knees.

"Brother, if you can save my son, I will offer this drop of blood to you!"

"Seniors, there is no need to do this." Wang Xiao hurriedly helped them up. After thinking it over, he nodded to Bai Zhu and Li Jingyi.

He felt that Bai Zhu was right. If he didn't fight hard, it would be a waste of time to come to this world. There was no reason to let go of the opportunity right before his eyes.

Then he said to An Youjia: "I can only say that I will try my best, but I cannot guarantee success."

"Thank you so much, my friend! We just held out for a hope, and we have already… have already made plans for the worst."

"Please follow me!" An Youjia cried with joy. She put the blood back into the bottle and took them to a secret room. This was where she usually went into seclusion, so it was very safe.

"Please help me protect the law." Wang Xiao said to Bai Zhu and Li Jingyi.

"Okay, just help me grab some treasures when the dynasty appears."

"Be careful." Li Jingyi nodded with concern.

"If you feel something is wrong, remember to withdraw in time to protect yourself." An Guangsheng gave him a grateful look and passed him two mantras.

"Well, I will pay attention to my own safety."

In the secret room, Wang Xiao opened the jade bottle and hung the blood in the air. As he chanted the formula, the bright red blood began to slowly wriggle. A colorful light shone inside it, and bit by bit it formed a character, which was the word "Xian" that the old man had carved before.

However, the characters at this time are a million times more complicated, flowing with an otherworldly, dazzling aura.

As he was chanting the mantra, except that his vision became darker and he no longer had the illusion of reaching the summit, he remained lucid and did not feel any discomfort.

"Tick."

He could hear the sound of water dripping, and then the sky shifted and he appeared in an unfamiliar space. A small puddle as flat as a mirror, Mingdao Lake, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Everything was normal, Wang Xiao tried to move forward. He looked down and saw several mountaintops appearing on the water surface, and in the depths of the picture there were more mountains rising, and on each mountaintop sat a heroic figure.

He spotted two familiar figures, one was An Youjia's son, and the other was Zhao Shan, a wandering cultivator from the Great Qin mentioned by Li Jingyi.

They were all concentrating on their cultivation.

Blood containing the word "immortal" appeared out of thin air and dripped onto the lake.

Ripples spread, and the picture inside began to wrinkle. Soon, mist rose, and a colorful door opened in response.

“Is this the door to the world inside the lake?”

Wang Xiao stood outside the door, hesitating. Perhaps to reassure him, blood flew out and melted into the skin on the back of his hand, forming a membrane around him. In an instant, his mind had more images and a greater sense of security.