"Master, what are you doing?" Hua Menghuang blinked his bright eyes with a puzzled look on his face.

She had always thought that her master was an extremely harsh and cold-hearted strong man.

Unexpectedly, she could actually see such a "shy" side of her master.

Hua Menghuang wanted to ask, but the ordeal she had suffered since childhood made her understand what should be said and what should not be said.

She lowered her eyes, as if she didn't see anything, and continued reading the scripture in her hand.

"The sky is against the earth, the rain is against the wind, and the continent is against the sky."

"The river is against the Han Dynasty, the green is against the red, and Yu Bo is against the Thunder God."

"Mountains face the sea, flowers face the Song Dynasty, and the four mountains face the three mountains."

"..."

Voices as childish as a young phoenix came from Hua Menghuang's mouth.

Hua Menghuang cherishes the opportunity to read and write.

Hua Menghuang’s real name is Hua Xiaocao, and she is an orphan.

If a mortal old woman hadn't discovered her floating down the flower basket in the upper reaches while washing clothes in the river, I'm afraid she would have died long ago.

Although she was taken in and raised by a kind-hearted mortal grandmother, she lived a lonely life and her family was poor.

When Hua Menghuang was three years old, she took the initiative to help her grandmother and worked with her to earn money and food for the students of the Mortal School.

This life lasted for three years, and the old woman died because of the cold weather. Hua Menghuang lost his only family member...

This year, Hua Menghuang turns nine years old.

But from her appearance, she doesn't look like a nine-year-old child at all, because her height is about the same as that of an average five-year-old child.

Even though she was wearing luxurious clothes at the moment, she couldn't hide the look of inferiority between her eyebrows. She was as reserved as an ugly duckling trying to dress up as a white swan!

"Menghuang, great, your second master is coming to us."

"He is a personable Confucian swordsman. With him here to help teach you, you will definitely grow up quickly!"

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint put away the letter and said to Hua Menghuang with a smile.

Hua Menghuang held the scroll tightly, her eyes filled with hope, "Is the Confucian Sword Immortal?"

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The main cave of Honghuo Peak of Fengxi Sect.

Many elemental formations revived with all their strength, blocking the aura, and colorful streams of light flashed rapidly.

In mid-air, layer after layer of rich vitality turned into mist, extremely thick.

Hong Yuan sat cross-legged, continuously absorbing all kinds of precious and unique fantasy resources.

As he condensed the magical power of the Illusion Dao, one after another dark and lightless Illusion Dao Dao marks proliferated in his body, and then transformed into Dream Dao Dao marks in a ratio of ten to one.

"Three thousand ways..."

"Four thousand ways..."

"..."

"Ten thousand ways!"

It took more than two months to reach 10,000 Dream Dao marks in Hong Yuan's body.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred in the field!

Afterimages of terrifying beings appeared, some resembling real dragons, some resembling fairy phoenixes, and even eternal green lotuses.

Obviously, these are the afterimages of the great emperor of the human race, who was once the master of an era and was so powerful that it made the world tremble.

In the next moment, these terrifying afterimages gathered together, swarmed into a group, and turned into purple-gold butterflies of luck.

This purple-gold butterfly of luck flapped its wings and flew towards Hongyuan.

"Can the true body become the great dream seed of the human race?!"

Hong Yuan's eyebrows twitched.

But before his emotions could change, he saw the purple-gold butterfly of luck trying to fly into his body but was unable to do so. It turned into a headless fly in mid-air and had to dissipate in the end.

At this moment, Hong Yuan fell into silence.

It seems, probably, seems that he is a complete demon from outside the world.

His true form is a complete demon from outside the world, from soul to body.

The complete demon outside the world has escaped the fate of this world and has the potential to transcend this world.

If he wanted to become the destined nine great dream seeds, then his body would have to give up his identity as a demon from outside the world, which is obviously impossible.

For him, he could completely wait until all the nine Great Dream Seeds died, disrupt the secret of heaven, and then start to achieve the Great Dream Emperor.

No matter how powerful the Great Dream Emperor is, he cannot be stronger than this world.

But if he loses his complete identity as a demon from outside the world, then he loses the opportunity to transcend this world.

Who tolerates whom and who is more precious can be known at a glance!

After a while, Hong Yuan was relieved.

"It doesn't matter if you hide in the dark. If you are pushed by the trend of the times, it is enough to have a demon body."

Hong Yuan got rid of some regrets and closed his eyes.

He wants to strive to become a saint in Meng Dao as soon as possible, and then push the attainments of Meng Dao School to the realm of the supreme grandmaster as soon as possible.

In fact, it is not that Hong Yuan did not want to create an incarnation and let the incarnation follow the path of dreams.

But Hong Yuan suddenly thought that the current situation was very good.

Because if the incarnation of the Dream Dao that he differentiated becomes the Great Dream Seed, then the human race will definitely investigate the incarnation of the Dream Dao. With the various mysterious methods of the Human Race Celestial Palace, his true nature will most likely be discovered.

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The main body is quietly hiding in a secluded place, and it is good to watch the ups and downs between the human race and the demon race.

Worst of all, he also has a clone of the Xuanshui Snake that can stir up troubles and harvest the world's resources!

By that time, the mountains and rivers will really change, and the years will change.

The clones of the Xuanshui Snake killed one peerless talent after another, while Hong Yuan, who was hiding in a secluded place, watched the storm with a smile.

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…

As spring passes and autumn comes, flowers bloom and fall.

Another annual competition of Fengxi Sect has arrived.

Because Hong Yuan improved the qualifications of many relatives and friends without leaving a trace in his daily life, especially Xiao Yue'er.

Xiao Yue'er benefited from this, and her cultivation and body skills were greatly improved.

With the help of fire feather, phoenix feather butterfly, red dragon and carp and other royal beasts, she became a new generation of peerless genius in this annual meeting competition!

She made it to the finals calmly and faced off against Li Xianran.

Li Xianran, a disciple of Fu Zhen Hall, is now the nephew of Qing Fu Peak Master Li Jianxiang.

Li Jianxiang once confronted Lin Yiru in the annual meeting and was defeated by Hong Yuan in private.

Tomorrow's battle has a hint of fate.

night.

The cool breeze blows and the willows float.

In Qingsong Academy, a girl in a yellow dress with bright eyes and white teeth clasped her hands hesitantly, and then asked her elder:

"Auntie, if we do this, we really won't be blamed by Peak Master Hong? It's not easy to take advantage of the situation..."

Liu Yun, who was called her aunt, tapped the smooth forehead of Huang Shanshan, a girl in a yellow dress:

"Are you the only one taking advantage of this situation? Shanshan, you really think highly of yourself, but you also underestimate Hong Zhenchuan's broadmindedness."

"Your father had a relationship with Master Hong Peak back then. The best you can do is worship at the dock. I want you to form a good relationship with the Honghuo Peak lineage. It's best to join this lineage. Do you understand?"

"That's it." Huang Shanshan bit her red lips, the look in her eyes gradually became firm.

It is also because of the fate of her father Huang Sanyi that a small person like her can have the slightest connection with a big person like Jiuda Fengxi True Successor.

Not to mention that Hong Yuan is also a top figure among the nine true legends of Fengxi, and is also famous in Fengxi Sect!

Huang Shanshan held the letter in her arms tightly, as this could bring her a sense of comfort.

After so many years, would Hong Yuan still admit the warm hospitality given by Huang Sanyi, the lord of Maple Leaf City, when he was in Maple Leaf City in Akabane Prefecture? Huang Shanshan didn't know.

But she knew that once Hong Yuan acknowledged this goodwill, as Huang Sanyi's daughter, her life in Fengxi Sect would be greatly improved in the future!
Chapter completed!