"Husband, I feel like I'm about to go through a tribulation. What should I do?" Dongfang Mingyu was very anxious. She was still pregnant with her baby. Going through the tribulation now would hurt the baby.
"Husband, me too." Feinanni was extremely distressed, Zhao Na and Zhong Liping were also the same, and they all came to Xiaoyao, "Husband, please think of a way."
Xiaoyao was very depressed. Why did you choose this time? "How long do you think it will be until the baby is born?"
"We cultivators are different from ordinary people. Pregnancy takes a longer time, ranging from a few years to more than ten or twenty years." Dongfang Mingyu replied.
"You stop practicing, stop enlightening, and force your cultivation down. I don't have any good ideas." Xiaoyao had no choice but to repeat his original words.
"Husband, we have suppressed him again and again, and we can no longer suppress him." Zhao Na replied.
Zhong Liping, Feinanni, and Mingyu nodded, they were also a little unable to hold back.
"Just keep it tight, I'll think of a way." Xiaoyao was a little worried.
Since the last time in the Milky Way, more than 20,000 disciples successfully overcame the tribulation, Xiaoyao Sect's disciples have succeeded in overcoming the tribulation one after another, but each time there were only one or two people who survived the tribulation in the Misty City.
Now it's Mingyu, Zhao Na, Zhong Liping, and Fei Nanni's turn, but they are pregnant and have tried their best to suppress their cultivation, but now they can't control it. Xiaoyao must find a way as soon as possible.
Xiaoyao doesn't dare to travel to other places now, and stays in Mist City every day. During the day, he chats with his wives, or teaches the children to practice; at night, he or she is intimate with the ladies in the fantasy world, or with White Fox, Qianhuan, and Amaterasu.
, Daji is happy, and the four girls really want to give birth to a boy and a half girl for Xiaoyao.
"My lord, if you want to control the dream world, you must often enter other people's dreams, especially the virtual world for experience; the virtual world entrusts the dreams of countless people, which is of greatest help to the practice of the Chaos Dream Art. Mistress is about to survive the tribulation now, you
You don’t dare to stay away, but you can go to the virtual world. Time is passing in the virtual world, but the real world is almost stagnant,” Meng Shen suggested.
"Dream God, which world do you think is best for me to go to?" Xiaoyao asked.
"If you know the One Yang Finger, the Six Meridians Divine Sword, the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, and the Beiming Divine Art Lingbo Weibu, you can go to the Tianlong World." Meng Shen suggested.
"Okay then. The Dream God will send me over to have a look." Xiaoyao dodged and entered the Dream Ring.
In an instant, the Dream God teleported Xiaoyao to Wuliang Mountain. When Xiaoyao's mind scanned the area, he found that the Wuliang Sword East Sect and West Sect were competing. The young swordsman named Zhu was about to be hit by a sword in the thigh and lost to the one named Gong.
Xiaoyao dodged and entered the competition venue. A gust of wind blew up from the ground, and sand blew into the eyes of the man named Gong. The green steel sword suddenly lost its accuracy and stabbed into the air. The young people saw a rare opportunity and took advantage of the opportunity to stab the middle-aged Gong in the wrist.
The green steel sword immediately fell to the ground.
"I accept the concession! Senior Brother Gong, I accept the concession!" The young men with various surnames hurriedly raised their hands.
Zuo Zimu, holding a green steel sword in his hand, stepped out and asked, "Who are you, sir, who dares to disturb the martial arts competition between the East and West sects of my Wuliang Sword sect."
"Zuo Zimu, the leader of the Wuliang Sword East Sect, of course I came to see the fun. In fact, it's okay not to watch the Three-legged Cat Kung Fu. The Wuliang Sword East Sect and the West Sect have been fighting for many years, but no one has shown any promise." Xiaoyao shook his head.
, sighed.
"Boy, since you said that, I guess you are very good," Zuo Zi Mu Yinyin said, "I will ask you for some tips."
"You can't catch even a few moves." Xiaoyao said with disdain, Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing are only second-rate peak warriors, not even first-rate, how can they compare with Xiaoyao.
"Then don't blame me." After saying that, Zuo Zi Mu Qinggang stabbed out Xiaoyao's long sword, Xiaoyao remained motionless, and immediately stabbed Xiaoyao's chest. The people around him were shocked, and a girl on the beam screamed in surprise. Several venomous snakes
He bit Zuo Zimu, who swung his sword several times and killed the poisonous snake.
Xiaoyao looked gratefully at the rafters, "Miss Zhong, are you still not coming down?" Zhong Ling jumped down and came to Xiaoyao's side, "Brother, are you okay? You are so handsome, you are the best I have ever seen.
The most handsome man!"
"Of course! That's what everyone else said. Master Zuo, it's my turn to take action." After saying that, Zuo Zimu pointed out with a finger, blood spurted out from Zuo Zimu's right hand holding the sword, and the green steel sword fell to the ground with a clang. Xiaoyao stretched out his hand and sucked it.
The green steel sword fell into his hands.
"What's the use of such weapons? It's embarrassing." Xiaoyao thought, and the green steel sword instantly turned into pieces. Xiaoyao blew lightly and then floated into the air.
"Brother, you are so awesome!" Zhong Ling looked at Xiaoyao with admiration, his eyes sparkling with stars.
Duan Yu waved his folding fan and walked out slowly, "Brother, are you using Yi Yang Finger?"
Xiaoyao sneered and said: "Young master Duan Yu, the little white-faced scholar, you don't know martial arts, but you are running around in the rivers and lakes, and you are not afraid of losing your life? As for Yiyang Finger, of course I can." Immediately, he pointed out a few words.
A hundred steps away, the green pine broke and fell down the cliff.
"How powerful is your father Duan Zhengchun?" Xiaoyao asked with a smile.
"How do you know me?" Duan Yu asked.
"You are as romantic as your father, Duan Zhengchun. Although you are worse than me, I still know your Duan family." Xiaoyao teased Duan Yu and boasted that he was romantic.
"Brother, are you from my Duan family?" Duan Yu asked.
"No. I don't like your sour look. You'd better go home and practice martial arts. I won't kill you, but it's hard for others to tell you, such as the four evil people." Xiaoyao said with disdain, "You don't do that at all.
If you know martial arts, you will bring shame on the Duan family."
"Master Xin, do you still want to fight? Your dream is to practice in Jianhu Palace for five years? Or should you continue to practice? Why don't the East and West Sects merge? What are you going to fight for?" Xiaoyao asked like a barrage of questions.
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The Immeasurable Sword Sect is actually in internal strife. It is divided into the East Sect, the West Sect, and the North Sect. Why aren't the training resources shared?
Xin Shuangqing was extremely depressed. The Wuliang Sword Sect was indeed somewhat famous in the past, but now it is about to become a third-rate sect. The root cause is that the power is dispersed and resources cannot be shared.
Xiaoyao shook his head. He was really bored. What was the use of coming to such a martial arts world? He would blow a breath and those people would turn into ashes. Killing them would be a bit of a bully.
"Miss Zhong, you are innocent, kind and simple, and you value love and justice. You are a good girl, but you should know that people's hearts are sinister and the world is treacherous. Miss Zhong, come here."
Zhong Ling came to Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhong Ling's right hand. Zhong Ling blushed with embarrassment, his heart was pounding, and he thought to himself: Could it be that eldest brother likes me?
Xiaoyao didn't think too much and said to the people around him: "Stand still with me and don't run away, otherwise I will kill someone."
Xiaoyao cut Zhong Ling's veins and cleansed his marrow, opening up the eight extraordinary meridians. In half a stick of incense, it was completed, and left at least two hundred years of internal energy, which he passed on to Zhong Ling's innate skills, Jade Girl's sword skills, and Luo Ying Shen's sword palm skills.
Tianshan folds plum blossoms with hands, Wudang ladder moves with clouds, and waves move slightly.
Zhong Ling has now reached the level of an innate master, and her strength is no worse than that of a broom monk. When she completely refines the inner strength that Xiaoyao left for her, she can at least reach the level of a master.
"Miss Zhong, what I passed on to you must not be told to anyone, let alone passed on to outsiders, unless it is passed on to your future apprentices." After Xiaoyao finished speaking, he planted a soul imprint on the lightning marten in Zhong Ling's bag, implying that it would last forever.
Guard the bell spirit.
"Lightning Marten, come here." The Lightning Marten instantly jumped into Xiaoyao's palm, and Xiaoyao opened his spiritual wisdom for it, passed it on to the Lightning Marten Demon Divine Art, and then transferred three hundred years of cultivation to it. After Xiaoyao practiced for one night, he could fully recover.
Come here, so he doesn't worry about losing this little skill.
Xiaoyao was afraid that the lightning ferret would cause harm to mankind in the future, so he planted a soul imprint again and told him not to harm humans without reason. The lightning ferret sent a thought, "Thank you, master, for your support. I, the lightning ferret, will always protect Miss Zhong and never harm humans without reason."
"Miss Zhong, please remember what I said. You can go back. They can't hurt you anymore." Xiaoyao said, "Zuo Zimu, Xin Shuangqing, and Sikong Xuan, we'd better abide by the rules, do more chivalrous things, and don't do anything.
Disaster for Jianghu."
"Excuse me, senior, what is your name?" Zuo Zimu asked.
"Zhang Zhen!" Xiaoyao replied, no one in Tianlong World knew him anyway.
"You escort Mr. Duan back to Dali. If something happens to Mr. Duan, your lives will be in danger."
Xin Shuangqing, Sikong Xuan, and Zuo Zimu quickly replied: "We will definitely comply. Senior, please rest assured."
"Miss Zhong, please go back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations. I will come back to you when I have time. You practice well and I will check your kung fu. Remember, the world is dangerous and you must learn to recognize people's hearts." After Xiaoyao finished speaking, he disappeared.
not see.
"Take good care of Mr. Duan and send him back to Dali quickly." Sikong Xuan quickly ordered his disciples. Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing did not dare to neglect and hurriedly escorted Duan Yu with their disciples.
Duan Yu originally ran away. He didn't want to go back at all, but was eventually sent away by the Wuliang Sword Sect and the Shenlong Gang.
Zhong Ling saw that her elder brother had disappeared and knew that he would come back to find her. She was very excited and prepared to go back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations to practice well. When her elder brother arrived, she was surprised. She didn't know that she had secretly developed feelings for Xiaoyao and subconsciously had feelings for Xiaoyao.
The heart secretly promises.
Zhong Ling felt uncomfortable all over, and then realized that her body was very dirty, covered with a thick layer of black mud, but it turned out to be the toxins that Xiaoyao had expelled by cutting her pulse and cleansing her marrow.
Zhong Ling yelled and ran away in a hurry, but he didn't know that his strength had greatly improved. He was as fast as a lightning meteor and disappeared into the distance in an instant.
Meng Shen teleported Xiaoyao back to Mist City, as if there was no difference at all the moment he entered, thinking: "It turns out that the time in the outside world is really slow, as if it has stopped."
Xiaoyao entered the world of Tianlong, and he still gained something. It turns out that ancient people, like people today, all have their own dreams, even in the virtual world. Zuo Zimu dreams of defeating Xizong and occupying Jianhu Palace for another five years; why doesn't Xin Shuangqing not dream?
After defeating Dong Zong, can he occupy Jianhu Palace to practice?
Duan Yu fantasizes about traveling through mountains and rivers, while Zhong Ling likes to be free; he enters the world of Tianlong himself, dreaming of experiencing a different world of martial arts and increasing his understanding of the dream world.
Everyone has his own thoughts and dreams, even a mortal, a warrior, and a master of cultivation like him.
"Husband, do you think of a way? I can't suppress it anymore. I feel like I will survive the disaster tomorrow." Dongfang Mingyu came to find Xiaoyao...