After eating fish slices and drinking wine, it was already late at night. The two people walked out of the alley of the residential area. The carriage and coachman were still waiting by the roadside.
"Go to Golden Beat Road..." Xia Pingan told the coachman before getting on the carriage.
"Why are we going to Golden Beat Road?" The iron-masked man asked after getting on the carriage.
Golden Beat Road was about seven to eight miles away from here. The iron-masked man didn't know what Xia Pingan was going to do there.
"Hahaha, I'm going to find my pet..." Xia Pingan burst out laughing.
At the sight of Xia Pingan's expression, the iron-masked man knew that Xia Pingan indeed had a way to deal with the little black pig. Therefore, he was not in a hurry.
The carriage started to run. Only after ten minutes, they arrived at Golden Beat Road that Xia Pingan had mentioned.
Both sides of Golden Beat Road were old and low residential areas. In the evening, except for the street lamps on the main road, the roads and alleys on both sides of Golden Beat Road were dark. At first glance, the upper floors of the residential area were hung with ropes used to dry clothes. Downstairs, there were cheap night markets, theatres, barber shops and some unlicensed prostitutes roaming about in the alleys. It was noisy, noisy, and filled with the atmosphere of the marketplace. Occasionally, there would be quarrels...
This was the residential area of the hard-working people in Shangjing City.
"Stop at the alley at the left turn ahead..." Xia Pingan told the coachman. The rental carriage then stopped at the alley at the intersection ahead.
A few minutes later, some noises and movements were heard from the dark alley. Xia Pingan didn't say anything. He just calmly opened the carriage door.
The little black pig sprang out of the alley. At the sight of the carriage and the open door, it immediately sprang up from the outside and jumped into the carriage. It then shrank under the seat and started to tremble.
In just two hours, the little black pig had several bloody wounds on its back and a bump on its head. Some of the fur on its buttocks had fallen off and blistered. It seemed that it had been scalded.
Xia Pingan closed the door and told the coachman to go to Changle Alley.
Just as the carriage moved for over 10 meters, several burly men with bare arms and upper bodies rushed out of the alley. Some of them were holding hammers, some were holding sabers, some were holding wooden sticks, some were holding tongs, some were holding axes and some were holding ropes.
"Hey, where's the pig? Where's it?" The man with the knife looked around at the intersection.
"He shouldn't have gone far. Let's look for him again …"
"Yeah, if we find it, we can have a sumptuous meal tonight. We can roast it and eat it …"
"I don't believe that the pig that delivered itself to my door can run away …"
A few men started searching in the nearby alley.
…
Inside the carriage, Xia Pingan gently stroked the little black pig's head with a gentle smile. The little black pig's eyes were filled with terror, and its body was still trembling pitifully.
After leaving Xia Pingan, the little black pig realized that everyone in the city was dangerous to it. They had all become its natural enemies.
"How about it? Even if I tell you to run, you won't be able to run. In this world, other than me, there might be someone who can undo my Shape Sealing Technique. I'm not sure, and I don't dare to say anything too definite. But if you run out like this, what are the chances that you won't be roasted and steamed before you can find the person who can undo your Shape Sealing Technique? A little black pig that scurries everywhere, be it in the city or in the wilderness, you're lucky if you can survive a day. If you want to run, you can try in the future. I won't stop you, but this is the last time I save you. You're lucky this time. Next time, if you can't return to my side after running away, then it's hard to say. It'll depend on your fate … "
The little black pig kowtowed to Xia Pingan …
The iron-masked man on the side cut in. Looking at the little black pig, he shook his head and sighed, "Let's not talk about whether there's such a person in Shangjing City. As far as I know, there isn't such a person. Even if you can find the person who can undo your Shape Sealing Technique, so what? Have you ever thought about the price you can pay to make that person be willing to go against the Judgement Army for you? Other than selling yourself as a slave, you have no other choice. You risked your life to escape, and in the end, you will find another opportunity to sell yourself. Are you stupid? Moreover, are you so sure that the person who saved you is not some pervert? "
The little black pig looked hopeless. It was stunned and shed tears …
…
The carriage stopped outside Changle Alley. Xia Pingan and the iron-masked man got off the carriage, followed by the little black pig. It didn't dare to leave.
Xia Pingan directly gave the coachman a gold coin.
"Your Excellency, I can't accept it. It's our honor to serve you …" The coachman didn't dare to accept it.
"Take it. I won't tell your boss. I can't let you run for nothing. If you don't accept it, I'll be unhappy …"
Xia Pingan directly stuffed the gold coin into the coachman's coat pocket and patted the coachman's shoulder. Then, under the coachman's endless gratitude, he led the iron-masked man and the little black pig to the courtyard that he rented. He took out the key and opened the door.
"You have a house here?"
"I rented it. The house that I bought has been demolished by someone!"
The little black pig shrunk its head.
After entering the courtyard, Xia Pingan threw the iron-masked man a key to the room so that he could rest. He went to the basement to cultivate. As for the little black pig, Xia Pingan couldn't be bothered to care about it. It would find a place to stay.
This place was near the foot of Ping Mountain and was surrounded by rich families. With the iron-masked man as his bodyguard and the child of fortune, there was no need to worry about his safety. Xia Pingan could fuse with the realm beads without worry.
…
In the secret underground room, Xia Pingan took out the "big gift box" that Beitang Wangchuan had given him.
The realm beads in the gift box lay in a box padded with a dark red velvet cloth. They were like precious jewels, flowing with light and vibrant colors. There were a total of 22 realm beads in the box. Twelve of them had Spiritual Force crystals. The other ten realm beads didn't have Spiritual Force crystals and no one knew how to fuse them. Perhaps someone had fused with them before, but they didn't know how they did it.
However, the only benefit of these realm beads was that they wouldn't die even if they interpreted the wrong dream. Therefore, Beitang Wangchuan gave these realm beads to Xia Pingan as a generous gift.
Among the twelve realm beads with Spiritual Force crystals, there was one realm bead. It was the realm bead that Xia Pingan had previously fused with the "Yan Ying Dream Interpretation" realm bead. Therefore, only 21 realm beads could be fused with.
"After fusing with these realm beads, I should be able to advance to the Five Sun Realm …" Xia Pingan looked at the realm beads in the box. His eyes flashed as he softly muttered to himself. Over the past few days, Xia Pingan had been in constant danger. He had encountered assassination attempts and all sorts of dangers. Thus, his thirst for power had become more and more urgent.
At this moment, the upper limit of Xia Ping An Secret Mandala's divine power was 4,519 points. He was only 731 points away from the 5,250 points of the Five Sun Realm.
If he fused with these 21 realm beads well, he could definitely advance to the Five Sun Realm.
These realm beads could bring about the Dream Playing Technique. Xia Pingan had heard that the Dream Playing Technique could be strengthened and stacked. The stronger the Dream Playing Technique, the stronger the ability to simulate other people's dreams would be. He wondered what his Dream Playing Technique would become after fusing with these realm beads.
That's right. That strange ability of the Dream Demon that no one could imitate. Could it be related to these realm beads and the Dream Playing Technique?
Xia Pingan's eyes moved. He looked at the realm beads and directly picked up a realm bead without a Spiritual Force crystal.
This realm bead flickered with a golden luster. There were a few words in Xiaozhuan on the realm bead: 'The Yellow Emperor Sought His Illustrious Minister Because of Dreams'.
The Yellow Emperor had the Dream Playing Sutra and was the ancestor of Huaxia's dream interpretation. Thus, Xia Pingan fused with this realm bead first.
He pricked his finger with a silver needle and dripped a drop of blood onto the realm bead. In the blink of an eye, Xia Pingan was surrounded by a golden cocoon of light.
…
When Xia Pingan's consciousness reappeared, it was in a dream. To be precise, it was in the dream that the Yellow Emperor had once had.
Everything in the dream was grotesque and variegated. Xia Pingan saw a fierce wind blowing across the vast land. The dust on the ground was blown into the air by the wind. In the endless wind, all the dust on the ground was blown away. After the dust on the ground was blown away by the wind, Xia Pingan saw a person walking over. It was a giant with a Qianjun Crossbow in his hand. He was herding countless flocks of sheep. There were tens of thousands of them, uncountable. They walked across the land that had just been blown clean by the wind …
Then, Xia Pingan woke up from his dream.
In the palace, lying on the bed …
Xia Pingan immediately stood up and went to the table. After thinking for a while, he began to write an order — Mobilize everyone in the tribe to find two people. Those two people, one of them was called Feng Hou, and the other was called Li Mu.
This was the result of the Yellow Emperor's analysis of his dream. The dream just now symbolized that these two people would help the Yellow Emperor rule the world and obtain victory.
The wind was the order and the ruler. When the wind blew away the dust, it was the Empress. The person symbolized by the Great Wind was called Feng Hou.
The Qianjun Crossbow was a mutant. It could herd thousands of flocks of sheep. It was a good herdsman. The latter symbolized Li Mu.
Feng Hou and Li Mu were famous officials by the Yellow Emperor's side!
He called in his attendants and gave the order. The entire realm of the realm bead shattered.
Xia Pingan opened his eyes. In less than a minute, he had completely fused with the realm bead.
There were also some changes in the secret mandala. This realm bead gave Xia Pingan 60 points of divine power. At the same time, a statue of the Yellow Emperor's dream appeared in the temple. In the statue, the Great Wind and the flocks of sheep were lifelike, as though they could move. This was the summoning slot of the realm bead's Dream Playing Technique.
At the same time, the summoning position of the Yellow Emperor's dream realm and the summoning position of the Yan Ying's dream interpretation statue both shone on each other's sculptures. The two dream realms seemed to have some sort of special connection …
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