There are many mountains in the southern Xinjiang Shenzhou, and it becomes very hot and humid every spring and summer.
Once you get active and sweat a little, your clothes will stick to your clothes and you will feel uncomfortable.
This day.
In the martial arts arena on the bank of the pond, Hua Menghuang put away the three-foot long sword and let out a breath of turbid air.
The turbid air turned into white mist, roaring forward like a sharp arrow from a string, stirring up waves of cool wind, which soon made her feel refreshed.
This is a little trick, which is equivalent to the cleaning technique!
It was at this moment that there were footsteps in the garden corridor next to him.
Hua Menghuang's ears moved slightly, and he recognized who was coming in a moment.
Her two masters: Jiao Jian Bo Qing and Butterfly Sword Ji Limin.
The next moment, a smile appeared on Hua Menghuang's face, and he walked over quickly, whispering: "I wonder what the master and the second master have been doing these days?"
The sensitivity of the Saint level is so terrifying, Hua Menghuang's whisper is equivalent to asking loudly in the ears of Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.
Hearing Hua Menghuang's words, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's steps stagnated slightly. Her face was rosy and shiny, and she raised her eyes and rolled her eyes at Hong Yuan.
It seems to be saying that it's all the fault of you bastard...
This look in her eyes was full of charm and charm!
In the past, the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint with a superior family background and cold temperament was like a lofty snow lotus, which could only be viewed from a distance but not up close.
But now, she still has such a posture in front of Hong Yuan, she is just like a little girl in love.
Hong Yuan's face was calm and sanctimonious, and he said lightly: "The way of human relations is the principle of heaven and earth."
"Haha." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint sneered, "Didn't someone say, 'If you don't have a woman in your heart, you will draw your sword to the God of Nature'? I don't think that's the case."
"Oh, that's right. Then this person's understanding of swordsmanship is quite shallow." Even if the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint brought up the old score from nearly ten years ago, Hong Yuan remained calm and responded calmly.
Seeing Hong Yuan's appearance, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's beautiful willow eyebrows instantly stood on his head.
Others thought that "Bo Qing" didn't talk much and was cold.
But she, Ji Limin, understands just how sultry and shameless "Bo Qing" is!!!
However, the next moment, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint immediately smiled because Hua Menghuang arrived.
But in the end, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint gave Hong Yuan a "you can do it yourself" look.
Faced with such a threat, Hong Yuan appeared to be submissive, but in fact he was calm in his heart.
If love can be regarded as a genre, Hong Yuan, even if he has reached the realm of the supreme master, can be regarded as a master.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint wants to control Hong Yuan, it’s hard, hard, hard!
"Hey, Master, how come you become... prettier?" Hua Menghuang walked around the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint in surprise, looking up and down with bright eyes.
Hearing Hua Menghuang's innocent words, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint blushed slightly, as if recalling something ridiculous, she glanced at Hong Yuan angrily.
Hong Yuan changed the subject without leaving a trace: "Let me see if you have completed the homework I assigned."
The way to test your homework is to compete.
Verify Hua Menghuang's current strength through battle.
Of course, the most important thing is that Hong Yuan plans to secretly continue to understand the true meaning of the dream path in Hua Menghuang and improve his attainments in the dream path.
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The breeze passes through the thin willows and blows over the water, causing ripples on the water.
The hot smell in the air seemed to have been taken away by a third, making it much cooler.
"Qiang!"
Hua Menghuang patted his waist lightly, and the three-foot long sword unsheathed itself, turning into a silver-white swimming dragon, and rushed toward Hong Yuan with its teeth and claws.
Feeling this sharp blow, Hong Yuan couldn't help but nod and admired: "Yes, in addition to the sharpness of the sword, there is also the etherealness of the dream. The most important thing is that you know how to use momentum."
Compared with before, Hua Menghuang, who has inherited the inheritance of Qinglian Tianzun, is obviously more powerful. He is simply reborn, and his strength is incomparable.
At this moment, Hong Yuan tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword in his hand and raised it.
Immediately, the sword blades collided with each other, sparking strong sparks.
A huge wave of air rolled up and struck in all directions, causing the willow branches to sway wildly and the fish in the pond to jump in panic.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint looked at Hong Yuan and Hua Menghuang with squinted eyes happily, his eyes full of doting: "I really want to live like this all my life..."
The silver-white dragon flew upside down and returned to Hua Menghuang's hands, where she held it tightly.
Hua Menghuang sighed: "I didn't expect that I still couldn't defeat Second Master's trick."
Without thinking too much, Hua Menghuang continued to hold the long sword tightly and used the sword's ultimate move, and even used the newly realized dream's ultimate move to deal with Hong Yuan.
The ultimate sword move—sword light and thunder sound!
The ultimate move of Meng Dao - Like a dream shadow!
Hua Menghuang waved his long sword, unleashing streaks of sharp sword light and bursting with powerful thunder sounds.
Her movement also seemed to be switching between illusion and reality, sometimes existing and sometimes not.
Various powerful streams of light intertwined under her sword, forming gorgeous images.
【Dream Road 100】
【Dream Road 100】
【……】
"Okay, very effective!"
Looking at the prompts on the proficiency panel, Hong Yuan felt quite excited.
Because his Dream Dao attainment, which had not moved for a long time, actually began to slowly grow forward.
This is something incredible.
Because it’s not like no one has thought of increasing their dream knowledge by prying into the mysteries of dreams carried by big dream seeds, but there are basically no people who can do it!
And Hong Yuan also benefited from this 98-point qualification and his cultivation level as a great master of the Meng Dao School.
It is very difficult to fulfill just one of these two conditions. To fulfill both at the same time is undoubtedly a dream!
"Okay, okay, okay." Hong Yuan laughed heartily in his heart, looking at Hua Menghuang with fond eyes, thinking to himself: "You are really my good disciple, and it is worthy of me to teach you the skills of pressing the bottom of the box as a teacher."
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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although Hua Menghuang is regarded by Hong Yuan as the "cultivation furnace" for the practice of dream path.
But in ordinary things, Hong Yuan never hides anything private.
Except for the abilities of the demon body, he taught Hua Menghuang almost all the remaining magical powers, secret techniques, Taoist secrets, etc.
Hong Yuan even went out of his way to help Hua Menghuang and let her build the prototype of a complete combat system that was fully suitable for her!
Therefore, Hong Yuan fully deserves today's harvest!
Bang bang bang——
Hong Yuan gradually put more pressure on Hua Menghuang, forcing Hua Menghuang to continuously explore his own potential and better reveal the newly acquired secrets of the Dream Dao to Hong Yuan.
"Kill!" Hua Menghuang shouted.
Her hair was covered with straight black hair, her pupils were as ruthless as God's will, the warrior's plain robe on her body glowed with dreamy white light, and her fierce fighting aura surged around her like an overwhelming force.
The blood sword wings vibrated, and she rose into the air. The three-foot long sword in her hand became even brighter, and she stabbed Hong Yuan's left chest mercilessly, causing huge thunderous sounds to erupt.
Such combat power is already approaching that of a fifth-level warrior.
But Hua Menghuang's current state is only the first level of advanced level!
"Hiss~" Butterfly Sword Martial Saint took a breath of air, his scalp numb, and he was shocked by the strength displayed by Hua Menghuang.
If she had been in the same era as Hua Menghuang, she would have been destined to be suppressed and find it difficult to get ahead, living under the glory of Hua Menghuang her whole life.
"So, is this the great emperor's talent?" Butterfly Sword Martial Saint thought of something and turned to look at Hong Yuan's figure, his eyes suddenly dimming.
For the rest of her life, wouldn't she have to leave one step ahead of her "Qing Lang"?
To be continued...