Except for blood methods and the existence of countercurrent rivers, Hong Yuan basically said everything that can be said.
The two people next to them nodded from time to time as they listened to Hong Yuan's words.
A quarter of an hour later.
Hong Yuan stopped speaking, while Mouliang Great Sage and Dongzhi Sage broke away from their contemplation.
"Ye Gufan? Does the Ye clan in southern Xinjiang have such a supreme genius?" The great sage Mouliang was stunned and made a confused sound.
The Dongzhi Sheng on the side lowered his eyes and spoke in a complicated tone: "According to the records of the Secret Code of the Heavenly Palace, Qinglian Tianzun Hua Dao Shen is indeed the eighth generation reincarnation of Eternal Qinglian. And the seventh generation reincarnation of Eternal Qinglian is indeed Ye Gufan.
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Boom!
As soon as these words came out, Hong Yuan was shocked.
"Is it possible that this, this mysterious dream of the great emperor, is the dream of Eternal Green Lotus!" the great sage Mouliang said with a slight trembling voice.
How precious is this dream of a supreme being walking on the path of eternal life?
"Haha." Dong Zhisheng smiled softly and continued:
"Ever since the birth of the first living beings, they have been able to dream. Almost no one does not dream. Over the years, countless geniuses, ghosts, and even emperors and demon emperors have had their own dreams. These dreams can be condensed to form an unprecedented huge secret realm.
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"In this world, ever since the first batch of creatures were derived, creatures have begun to dream. Every time they dream, they add a piece of territory and a piece of power to the dream."
"As time goes by, through the vicissitudes of time, and countless changes, countless heroes and ghosts emerge from all races, constantly expanding the dream. The dream becomes larger and larger, and finally reaches a qualitative change and becomes apparent."
"In the future, there may be dreams even more special than the 'Eternal Green Lotus Dream'."
"This era is, after all, the era of the Great Dream Emperor!!!"
"..."
Listening to Dong Zhi Sheng's explanation about the dream path, Hong Yuan's heart aroused waves and surges.
Yes, who in this world lives without dreaming?
If the legendary most powerful and holy Great Dream Emperor were born in the human race, I am afraid that he would hardly be able to live in peace in the future.
"The supreme master of Mengdao, the supreme master of Mengdao..." Hong Yuan repeated in his heart.
Meng Dao is the only supreme master in the world, and this is exactly the necessary condition for becoming an emperor.
It seems that he has to speed up the dream path to become a saint.
Dusk time.
Hong Yuan set out for the Ji family with the method of "inducing souls into dreams", the Holy Dream Way founded by Dongzhi Sheng.
This inheritance of "leading the soul into dreams" is very extraordinary, reaching the holy level.
If Hua Menghuang practices it, the dream of becoming a saint is no longer a lie.
However, since this version of "Inducing Souls into Dreams" was originally created by Dongzhi Shengcao, Hong Yuan had to improve it and change it into a version suitable for Hua Menghuang's physical practice.
Every Dream Seed has a different direction in practicing it. Ruhua Menghuang’s is supplemented by swordsmanship.
While Hong Yuan watched this method of "inducing souls into dreams", he had more ideas in his mind about the magical power of "Reverse Flow River Dream Robe".
The fact that the soul is used as energy source is worth learning from Hong Yuan.
"Hehe, back then I was thinking about sneaking into the Heavenly Palace and obtaining information about the human race's research on the Dream Path."
"Now I have not only achieved this step, but I have even become famous among the human race. If the Holy Saint of the East passes away, I, Hong Yuan, may not be able to use my sword to taint the position of leader of the Tiangong."
"But Dong Zhi Sheng, why does he look so similar to my demon body?"
Thinking of this, Hong Yuan, who was so happy in his heart, suddenly frowned and fell into deep thought.
Inexplicably, he thought of the original piece of divine marrow.
According to his guess, Li Jianqiu was supposed to be outside and Xuanguangqiao was inside. But it turned out that Li Jianqiu was outside and Dong Zhengyang was inside.
What is buried in this?
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The reputation of Hongyuan sword body is still spreading far and wide.
On this day, Bo Qing's name became famous among the human race and even the demon race.
Although it is not as high as "Xuanguang Bridge" at the top of the human race's demon-slaying list, the great sages and quasi-emperors of the demon race also remember "Bo Qing" in their hearts.
Dragon Sacred Land.
Mysterious space.
The Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon, Taiyin Virtual Mirror Artifact Spirit and Babel Tower Artifact Spirit watch the water curtain above together.
Above the water curtain, there is the scene of Hong Yuan chasing his adoptive father, the Demon Saint Xuan Jiao, that day.
"The human race has great luck, and a sword master who has inherited the true meaning of Qinglian Tianzun has appeared. It's just a pity that our spies failed to grasp the scene that manifested in the emperor's dream." The Babel Tower Artifact Spirit smashed the cherry and smacked the cherry.
Xiaozui said.
The Taiyin Virtual Mirror Spirit lowered its bright eyes and said quietly: "The inheritance of Qinglian Tianzun is indeed good. But compared with 'him', how do you feel?"
The "him" mentioned by the Taiyin Virtual Mirror Artifact Spirit is Hong Yuan's demon body, Xuanguang Bridge.
Due to various reasons, the weapon spirit of Taiyin Virtual Mirror has always been replaced by "he".
The Taiyin Virtual Mirror Artifact Spirit neither recognizes Hong Yuan Demon as "Xuan Guang Qiao" nor recognizes Hong Yuan Demon as "Han Jiu Ming".
The "he" mentioned by Taiyin Xujing, the Babel Tower Artifact Spirit and the Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon naturally understood.
The Babel Tower Artifact Spirit shook his head and said with a serious expression: "This Bo Qing has the ability to fight against the enemy and advance to the next level, and his potential is extraordinary. But compared with 'him', it is still humiliating himself. Even if my father is here,
Even when we are in the same situation, we cannot overpower 'him'."
The nine-tailed crocodile dragon smiled and did not speak.
In fact, they all know the final result, and now they are just asking for peace of mind.
The nine-tailed crocodile dragon's eyes were shaped like a deep pool, and he thought to himself: "An ordinary prodigy can be expected to be comparable to the ancient emperor, Xuanguang Bridge, no, Holy Lord, your rival in this life, the Great Dream Emperor, will be
How terrifying does it look?”
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Ji Clan, Butterfly Garden.
Flowers are blooming and the garden is full of spring colors.
Two peerless beauties, one big and one small, stood here, smiling.
The big one is the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint. She bends her slender waist and takes a slight step, holding her bright wrists in the gauze. Her eyes are full of clear spring water, and her head is slanted with a jade dragon and phoenix hairpin. Her fingers are like peeling onion roots, and her mouth is like holding red pills.
A smile touches the heart and soul.
The youngest is Hua Menghuang. Hua Menghuang, who is nearly fifteen years old, has already become a graceful figure.
Perhaps thanks to the elusiveness of the dream path and the sharpness of the sword, Hua Menghuang became as graceful as a fairy on the moon. She was as beautiful as ice and jade bones, and her body was as white as ivory.
"Master, the second master is so awesome..." Hua Menghuang's beautiful eyes were filled with ripples, with a moving smile on his face.
"Hmph." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint Liu Mei arched her eyebrows. She was obviously very happy in her heart, but she still said: "Don't be arrogant when you win, and don't be discouraged when you lose. Now we just got the upper hand in the battle of destiny.
Never be proud."
"Yeah, yeah, I know." Hua Menghuang said cheerfully, "But the second master is still very powerful. He actually got the true meaning of people like Qinglian Tianzun. This is incredible."
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint lowered her head to look at her colorful butterfly sword. She seemed to recall the scene of "Water Dragon, Fire Phoenix" on the boat that day, and her ears turned slightly red.
She sighed with emotion: "It's unbelievable, but it's not too unreasonable."
(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!