It is located in the core area of ​​Southern Xinjiang China. It is extremely majestic and covers an extremely large area, like a giant city.

Here, the divine clouds rise, the fairy mist fills the air, and Lingshan waterfalls can be seen everywhere, which is very spectacular.

Even compared with the Dragon Sacred Land, it is not inferior in elegance, and is even better.

Because here is not only the Taoism of Emperor Longyang, but also the cultivation of Qinglian Tianzun Hua Taoist God, which is the top Taoism in the martial arts world!

now.

Somewhere in the Southern Xinjiang Academy, where grass grows and warblers fly, and green cattle drink from the clear lake, the scene of Hua Menghuang summoning the Dream Sword, the sacred weapon of the Dream Path, is played.

Looking at the scene inside the water curtain, the eyes of the Emperor's Son, Dong Zhi Sheng, lit up and he said happily: "Southern Xinjiang is really a land of outstanding people, with geniuses coming out in large numbers. The holy weapon came on its own, and it was the holy weapon of the Dream Dao, and he even worshiped Bo Qing as the holy weapon.

Master, this child Hua Menghuang is truly blessed!"

"That's it." The great sage Mouliang waved his white feather fan and was greatly relieved: "One year later, it will be the time when the dream seeds enter the path of practice. At that time, heaven and earth will gradually open up the restrictions on the dream path.

All kinds of geniuses will rise and fall. I see that this flower, Menghuang, has the talent of destiny!"

There are nine big dream seeds, and they have nine different fortunes, which represent the different evolution directions of the dream path.

Once they all start practicing, the elixirs, elements, spiritual plants, talismans, etc. related to the dream path in the world will become easier to condense than before.

And once these nine great fortunes are unified, that is, the nine great dream seeds decide the winner and determine who is the true destiny of the human race, then the dream path school will be pushed to a peak.

And when the human race is destined to become emperor, that is, when the Great Dream Emperor is born, the Dream Dao School will reach its peak and start the Dream Maker Era!

Dong Zhisheng shook his head: "It's good to have the upper hand, but it doesn't mean the dust has settled. The kid Menghuang still has a long way to go..."

The actions of Shi Lingfang and Li Shenyu just verified Dong Zhisheng's words.

…

On a stone pavilion somewhere in Baohuangtian.

Shi Lingfang and Li Shenyu, two talented martial saints who were masters of different dreams, unexpectedly met for the first time!

Shi Lingfang's face was dignified, her brows were furrowed, but she also had a unique charm. However, Li Shenyu had no intention of watching. What Gai Yinhua Menghuang exposed in the Yuanchi secret realm was so shocking!

"Brother Shenyu Taoist, you and I both understand how terrifying a sacred weapon is, let alone a dream sacred weapon."

"The growth rate of Hua Menghuang is really exaggerated. Even compared with the ancient emperor, it is not much different."

"Furthermore, I think she seems to be trying to condense a pure dream-seeking body without any flaws. If she really does, then both of our disciples will be reduced to mere foils."

At that time, Lingfang's mouth was filled with fragrance, and her breath was like orchid.

Li Shenyu was also touched when he heard these words, and he thought for a while.

After a while, his face became solemn:

"It's nothing to condense a pure dream-seeking body without defects. We can do it too."

"But the fact that the Dream Artifact cast it on its own is enough to show that Hua Menghuang has initiated his great fortune. In my opinion, it may be related to Bo Qing's fame due to the Emperor's dream!"

"In this case, if we want our disciples to catch up with Hua Menghuang, it is best to move Bo Qing away from Hua Menghuang, so that Bo Qing can be busy with his affairs and not distracted from the practice of Meng Dao!"

Shi Lingfang's eyes gradually brightened.

Soon, both parties reached a consensus.

Before Hua Menghuang could be expelled from the battle for Dameng's destiny, the two sides made an alliance to let their disciples fight against Hua Menghuang.

And in the distant depths of the endless sea.

In the abyss and sea where the Demon Clan and Demon Court are located, the eight huge demon Clan wills looked at the figure of Hua Menghuang summoning the Dream Sword on the light screen, and they fell silent.

The Dream Dao sect has not yet taken shape, but it has obtained the Dream Dao Sacred Artifact and casts it on its own. Such talent, talent and blessings are so terrifying!

Half a day later.

A decree spreads to the four holy places of the demon clan. Whoever hunts and kills Hua Menghuang can become the master of the holy places!

Since then, Hua Menghuang's reputation has greatly increased among the human race and the demon race, surpassing the other eight Dream Seeds in one fell swoop.

…

"If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them. If they are piled up on the shore, the current will be turbulent."

Looking at Hua Menghuang who was still polishing his body, Hong Yuan Sword Body inexplicably thought of this sentence.

His demon body could not be hidden and he became the destiny of the demon clan. This was because the human clan was powerful and he fought hard after being threatened by the human clan's demon-slaying list.

In the end, his demon body became the destiny of the demon clan, but he was also forced to stay in the Dragon Sacred Land and act as a farmer, either planting trees or cultivating the destiny demon realm.

But Hua Menghuang took the initiative to throw himself into this battle for the big dream, and he would not give up until he fulfilled the fate of the human race.

In Hong Yuan's view, this was a bit too "deviant".

"Haha, as long as I have a clear conscience." Hong Yuan said with a slight smile on his face.

ahead.

Hua Menghuang took the initiative to plunge into a large blue river. She had to avoid falling rocks and giant trees, as well as the attacks of ferocious beasts in the water, while rushing to the end of the river.

During this process, the spine of her body was activated and developed step by step, and the muscles, bones and skin became whiter than jade.

This is extremely unreasonable, because soaking in water for a long time will only turn pale white, but Hua Menghuang was blessed in this blue river.

"come on! Come on…"

"I can do it, I can definitely do it..."

Hua Menghuang cheered for herself, her hair was stained with water and stuck to her face.

And her green skirt also sticks to her body, showing off her beautiful girlish curves.

Under the watchful eyes of Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, the river was turbulent, forcing Hua Menghuang to move slower and slower, but her steps were extremely firm and she moved forward step by step.

This will is enough to make people take a high look!

"I will teach you the key to the flow of human power in the force. Don't let me down. Explore your own potential." Hong Yuan smiled brightly.

Of course, Hong Yuan helped Hua Menghuang explore his physical potential for no reason. After all, Hua Menghuang had a great chance of becoming the destiny of the human race and becoming the Great Dream Emperor.

This is a delaying strategy!

It's good to want everything. But it takes time...

Once he, Hong Yuan, achieved the supreme master status of the Meng Dao sect, he said, you can make trouble as much as you want. If he doesn't die, the Dream Emperor will never be born again!

"Crash-"

The river suddenly became turbulent and full of crises. Hua Menghuang was suddenly forced back downstream, forcing her to start over.

Hua Menghuang exhaled a breath and patted his pink face: "Come on, Hua Menghuang, you can do it, you can't let down the two masters!"

She gritted her teeth and continued to move forward step by step.

Hong Yuan, who was living on the river bank, felt Hua Menghuang's strong will and couldn't help but narrow his eyes, a blue sword light flashed in his eyes.

Hong Yuan's vision began to change: he saw Hua Menghuang's green and dreamy Dream Dao Holy Sword.

It was at this time that the Tianhe Sword in Hong Yuanjian's body made a slight sword sound. Tianhe Sword felt threatened by this dream sword, and it was waiting for it solemnly!

"The Tianhe Sword has now reached the rank of a seventh-level saint, but this Dream Sword is only a sixth-level saint. Tsk tsk, the dream sword is really powerful. No wonder the Demon Court values ​​Hua Menghuang so much."

"Moreover, is this a different kind of green taken from blue, and green from blue?"

Hong Yuan chuckled in his heart, feeling amused.

He knew that the Holy Artifacts of the Dream Dao were more powerful than those of the ordinary sect. After all, today's world was leaning towards the Dream Dao sect, and the Dream Dao traces in the world were slowly becoming active.

According to his previous words, the change between heaven and earth is like a game version update. Certain heroes or equipment are powerful at this moment, which is an irresistible force.

But Hong Yuan never expected that this dream path would be so powerful.

The sixth-level Dream Path Sacred Artifact can make the seventh-level Water Path Sacred Artifact feel threatened. Even these Seventh-Level Water Path Sacred Artifacts are contaminated with a certain degree of Dream Dao origin.

Hong Yuan couldn't help but look forward to what the Dream Dao Sacred Artifact he had refined would look like.

"It is impossible to snatch Hua Menghuang's Dream Sword Sacred Artifact. After all, someone at the level of an emperor is paying attention to it."

"But the fact that my demonic body can refine the holy weapon will probably shock everyone. Haha, I, Hong Yuan, the dream holy weapon, am here!"

Hong Yuan put his hands behind his back and looked at Hua Menghuang expressionlessly, but he felt a little happy in his heart.

It's hard to describe this refreshing feeling to others.

Sunset and moonrise.

At night, Hua Menghuang still had not reached the other side of the river, and her progress had reached the middle reaches.

At the call of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hua Menghuang returned to the shore to recuperate.

That night.

The moon and stars are sparse.

Hua Menghuang has left long ago, and only two saints, Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, remain in Cai Butterfly Garden.

"Li Min, are you still practicing sword tonight?" Hong Yuan asked softly.

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's face was slightly flushed, his eyes were stagnant, and he was gradually becoming confused.
To be continued...