Five days later.
Southern Xinjiang Shenzhou, Luoying City.
In early spring, the bustling Luoying City is bustling with activity.
Carriages of all sizes passed quickly through the city gate, and the cries of various goods were loud in the streets and alleys. Sellers could be seen everywhere busy with poles on their shoulders.
At this time, an elegant and refined scholar walked into the city gate and walked towards the core area of ​​​​the city center.
He has a tall and thin figure, a clear face, and is dressed in a blue robe. He stands with one hand behind his back. He exudes an elegant and indifferent air, without the edge of a swordsman.
Bo Qing...or Kendo Hongyuan!
"Tap..."
Hong Yuan walked slowly on the bluestone avenue with a calm expression. No one could tell that he had experienced many battles and killed many martial saints a few days ago.
While he was integrating into the life in the world of mortals, he was looking back at the differences between himself and the past.
The first one, and the most obvious one, is that his sword body was upgraded from a sixth-order saint to a seventh-order saint in one fell swoop, and his strength has undergone an earth-shaking change.
The sixth-level saint and the seventh-level saint are far from being comparable, not only because of the difference in strength, but also because of their status.
The seventh-level saint can be ranked among the major forces and is the backbone. He can be regarded as a figure in the five major divine continents and the endless sea!
Previously, perhaps some people in the Ji clan would have had problems with Hong Yuan because he was only a sixth-level saint, thinking that he was not worthy of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.
But when he became a seventh-level saint, especially after he shined in this battle, anyone who saw him and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint would have to call him a handsome man and a beautiful woman. And this was why Hong Yuan needed the sword to break through to the seventh level quickly.
One of the reasons for being a saint!
The second one is the transformation of the origin of Tianhe Fudi Immortal Aperture. From producing Qingti Immortal Essence to producing a higher level Red Date Immortal Essence.
Using the Red Date Immortal Yuan to activate magical powers and sacred weapons is dozens of times more powerful than using Qingti Xianyuan to activate magical powers and sacred weapons. This is also an important factor that makes it difficult for saints to challenge each other.
And with the transformation of the origin of Tianhe Paradise's Immortal Aperture, the time flow rate has jumped from the original 1:70 to 1:150.
Although it is not as good as 1:600 ​​after the transformation of the Destiny Demon Realm, it is still quite rare.
…
All kinds of thoughts quickly flowed through Hong Yuan's heart and were summarized.
After a while, he compared the sword body with the demon body, and instilled their data into the "Dream Meditation Battle" space to control them to fight.
Miserable failure!
The sword body was violently beaten by the demon body, but it only lasted for a quarter of an hour.
Everything was fine at first, especially after the sword body used "Reverse Current River Protective Canmeng Robe" and "Five-Finger Fist Dream Sword", it even suppressed the demon body.
But once the demon body activates the fairy cave, the battle situation is reversed in an instant!
"The gap is a bit big."
"The identity of Tianming is a big reason, but the sword body has not found its own way, which is also a big problem."
Hong Yuan lowered his eyes, divine light flickering in them.
He walked through the crowds with ease, passed through the streets, and headed towards the inner city of the Ji clan step by step.
Compared with the sword body and the demon body, Hong Yuan spent more energy on the demon body. He knew very well that the demon body was the foundation of the Dao. The sword body was just a way to protect the Dao.
Therefore, when it comes to exploring the relationship between the two, the demon body is much deeper!
The rapid progress of the sword body during this period is only due to the fact that the main body needs to become a saint.
Therefore, the sword body was far inferior to the demon body, so Hong Yuan did not feel anything wrong.
Right now, the sword body is also facing a crisis: Shouyuan!
"Oh, I really didn't expect that it was the Great Sage Fengxi who attacked me that day."
"Isn't the flood flooding the Dragon King Temple? It's really helpless..."
Hong Yuan sighed softly and looked inside at the dying Qingyuan Baolian in the blessed land.
That day, in order to save his life, he desperately activated the "Devil Disintegration" on the sword, and briefly reached the level of an eighth-level saint.
But the only thing connected with the body's longevity is the demon body, and the sword body recklessly activates the "disintegration of the demon", which suddenly leaves a big problem.
The lifespan of the sword body is still about a hundred years, and the Qingyuan Lotus is almost exhausted.
If he wants to make up for the longevity of the sword body, he must first rescue Qingyuan Baolian.
Just when Hong Yuan was thinking a lot, the inner city of the Ji clan arrived.
At this moment, Die Jianwu Shengxin, who was teaching Hua Menghuang the swordsmanship in the Colorful Butterfly Garden, felt something in his heart and suddenly raised his head.
…
The sun is shining brightly and the spring breeze brings coolness. The flowers are blooming and their fragrance is overflowing.
In the Butterfly Garden, there are streaks of purple energy flickering, white mist surging around the edge of the formation, and occasionally a red glow passing by.
In the expectant eyes of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, a figure loomed in the thick white mist and walked out slowly.
Close.
This figure got closer and closer.
Bang bang, bang bang.
A strange pounding heartbeat sounded, and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint put down the white jade book in his hand, stood up quickly, and stared blankly at the thick white mist, staring at the figure that haunted her.
Finally, the fog cleared, and Hong Yuan's handsome face appeared.
"Rimin, I'll be back..."
Before Hong Yuan finished speaking, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint swooped towards him, like a baby swallow returning to its nest, hugging Hong Yuan tightly.
Feeling the fragrance of the beauty in his arms, Hong Yuan stopped talking and gently stroked the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's hair with a gentle look on his face.
rear.
Hua Menghuang, who was as graceful as a fairy in the bright moon, looked at his two masters hugging each other, quarreling with each other, and quickly covered his face with both hands.
But her fingers were not closed together, and through the gap, she could clearly see the postures of the two masters.
"Hey... didn't the second master just leave for nearly half a month? Why is the master so nervous?"
"Is it possible that something big happened to the second master? But why didn't the master tell me? I don't understand."
Hua Menghuang's face turned red. Bingxue was smart and she quickly figured out the joint.
But as long as the two masters didn't mention it, she wouldn't take the initiative to mention it. She believed that if she should know, then the two masters would tell her.
Just looking at the two masters hugging each other in front of him, Hua Menghuang smiled inexplicably.
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The flowers are blooming and the fragrance is overflowing.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, who is tall, has a beautiful face, and has a colorful butterfly sword across her waist. To outsiders, she looks like a lofty snow lotus. She can only be viewed from a distance, but not up close.
But now, she was lying extremely docilely on Hong Yuan's chest, with a shy look on her face.
She exhaled like blue and said in a warm voice: "Qing Lang, what are your plans for the future?"
As she spoke, she looked at Hong Yuan with watery autumn eyes.
Thumb thump——
Hong Yuan felt an inexplicable tenderness in his heart.
Feeling these changes, he instantly woke up from this gentle land, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was quite shocked inside.
He is not a junior brother. Whether he was incarnation as "Han Jiuming" or "Ye Gufan", he had met beauties such as Kun Rong, Han Kui and Ye Xin'er, and he devoted all his efforts to maintain their relationship.
Those feelings.
However, there has never been such a moment when he felt the throbbing so strong!!!
"Without a woman in my heart, I draw my sword to the God of Nature."
"It's bad, I'm not really moved, right? Don't act it out for yourself."
"My roots are Hong Yuan, not Bo Qing!!!"
To be continued...