In the cold winter, the silver trees are covered with frost and the sky is filled with wind and snow.
The weather was extremely bad and it was so cold that people in Luoying City found it difficult to go out.
Hua Menghuang also had a moment of rest after a long absence.
She was wearing a mink fur fox hat, brocade clothes and a jade robe, and looked like a cute pink doll. She couldn't feel the cold at all.
Compared with the last cold winter, her living conditions have improved a lot, which is simply an earth-shaking situation.
In the warm hut, Hua Menghuang sat on a wooden chair with withered flowers, her little feet crossed, shaking her head and reading:
"Sages are also students of knowledge, and everyone is also a student of knowledge..."
"One must grind hard in order to be able to stand firm; only then can one be able to be still and calm, and to be calm even when moving..."
The sound of reading came from her mouth, which was very clear and bright.
Even though Butterfly Sword Martial Saint gave her a holiday after a long time, she did not relax herself. Instead, she had stricter requirements on herself.
Outside the hut.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint had just arrived when he heard the sound of Hua Menghuang reading.
Pausing for a moment outside the door, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint showed a satisfied smile on his pretty face:
"Menghuang is not just showing it to me, but she really understands her weak situation, and she does it from the bottom of her heart!"
Thinking of this, she gently pushed open the wooden door and walked in.
"Master!"
Hua Menghuang quickly put down the book and respectfully saluted the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, his pink fox hat trembling.
"Hehe, Menghuang is so diligent." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint gently stroked Hua Menghuang's little head and pulled her back to the wooden chair with withered flowers.
"But your identity is one of the nine Great Dream Seeds. Not only do you have to compete with the other eight Great Dream Seeds, but you also have to fight against the sinful demon clan Xuan Guangqiao. It's good to work harder."
"Well, I know, kid."
Hua Menghuang replied crisply, her expression was serious, like a little adult.
After these teachings from the Heavenly Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hua Menghuang also understood what he was shouldering.
But not only did she not feel scared, she even felt that everything was normal.
If Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was nice to her for no reason, she would feel extremely frightened.
After all, she used to be just an orphan like a weed...
It's very good now. She is also very grateful to Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and regards Butterfly Sword Martial Saint as her mother!
"I believe in you." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint gently took Hua Menghuang's little hand and led her to fly outside, "The second master I invited for you, the figure who is like a Confucian swordsman, has already asked
Come here..."
"Really?" Hua Menghuang suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's eyebrows were curved and he nodded slightly.
And this also made Hua Menghuang even more excited.
During these days, under the influence of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hua Menghuang also had a certain understanding of Hong Yuan.
The more he understood, the more Hua Menghuang felt that Hong Yuan was powerful and like a god.
How happy would it be to be able to be taught by immortals and first-class people?
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The wind and snow were violent, the wind was biting, and the snow was flying all over the sky.
The sky and the earth are connected, and it is a vast expanse of white, making people's vision blurry.
The trees are withered, the mountains are covered in white, and everything looks so chill and cold.
"Huhu..."
"Huhuhu..."
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hua Menghuang had just arrived at Linxi Mountain when they encountered a violent snowstorm.
Feeling such a terrifying natural disaster at close range, Hua Menghuang's heart trembled and her little hands were cold.
"Menghuang, don't be afraid." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint gently held Hua Menghuang's little hand, "Sometimes, taking advantage of the situation is also your power."
A layer of fire ignited in the air in front of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, sweeping around and forming a red protective shield, in which there were the flying shadows of many beautiful butterflies.
Hua Menghuang stared blankly at the violent snowstorm hitting them, and then watched the violent snowwind gradually dissipate under the red protective cover.
In the process, her eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Is this the power I can have in the future?"
Hua Menghuang was surprised in his heart and couldn't help but look up at his master, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.
But he saw Butterfly Sword Martial Saint looking far ahead, his beautiful face full of tenderness.
"Today's master looks instantly better, a bit better than before. Master, is he wearing heavy makeup..." Hua Menghuang suddenly thought of this for some reason.
She followed the line of sight of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and looked forward, and was immediately shocked.
Because ahead, there is a more violent and violent hurricane!
There were dark clouds, heavy snowfall, the earth was dry and cracked, and there were whining and wailing in the field, which made people panic.
In this extremely harsh environment, a figure in green slowly emerged from the violent hurricane, as if walking through the snow in search of plum blossoms!
He has a tall and thin figure, a handsome face, and his eyes are as silent as a deep pool.
At this moment, he was wearing a green robe, standing with one hand on his back, exuding an elegant and indifferent air. As he walked, the wind stopped and the clouds rested.
"Li Min, I'm here." Hong Yuan smiled gently, "This child is Menghuang, right? He is really a cute child."
Hong Yuan bent down and looked level with Hua Menghuang.
He reached out his hand and gently stroked Hua Menghuang's pink fox hat.
"Hehe, Ah Qing, you are finally here." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint smiled, "Menghuang, this is your second master. Doesn't he look like the Confucian Sword Immortal? Do you like it?"
Hua Menghuang nodded dullly.
At this moment, she was still contemplating Hong Yuan's otherworldly appearance.
Awesome, so awesome. She has never seen such an awesome person since she was a child!
"Is he my second master? Hehe, he is indeed as gentle and elegant as a Confucian swordsman. I think I can learn more knowledge..."
Hua Menghuang's eyes suddenly became brighter, as bright as stars.
On the side, Hong Yuan caught a glimpse of the child-like Hua Menghuang welcoming his arrival, with the corners of his mouth rising slightly.
Because such an impressive appearance was exactly what he did on purpose.
When it comes to a Great Dream Seed, especially the third one who appears, who has great potential to fulfill the destiny of the human race and achieve the position of Great Dream Emperor, Hong Yuan cannot make too many arrangements.
Even though Hua Menghuang is only a ten-year-old child at this moment!
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An ancient palace.
At this moment, Hua Menghuang, under the guidance of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, kowtowed respectfully to Hong Yuan, served tea, and performed the apprenticeship ceremony.
"Second Master, please accept a courtesy from my disciple Meng Huang."
"Um."
Hong Yuan nodded warmly, took the teacup, took a sip, and placed it on top of the flower-withered wooden table.
"Get up, Menghuang, from now on, you will be my eldest disciple."
"This is the apprenticeship gift I give you. Do you like it?"
Hong Yuan took out a sixth-level Sword Origin Flower from the Tianhe Blessed Land in his body.
This Sword Origin Flower is not ordinary, it is an extremely rare cultivation plant.
Although it cannot be taken directly, placing it in the room and feeling the fragrance of the flowers can help people get closer to kendo.
To be continued...