"Bo Qing? Yes, he can indeed."
"That's right, Bo Qing not only participated in the war between the two clans, but also received a commendation from the Heavenly Palace."
"According to reports from Southern Xinjiang Shenzhou, he has inherited the true meaning of Qinglian Tianzun's swordsmanship. Fighting generals must be easy for him."
"He is a demon cultivator, and the demon sword in his hand is extremely fierce. Moreover, his demon sword was promoted to a sacred weapon and is inseparable from the King Quan Sword of Qinglu Taoist Temple. It just happened that he came back to deal with the Taoist Guanhai of Qinglu Taoist Temple..."
In the palace, the elders nodded one after another and highly agreed with Princess Feng Tang Xi's words.
Even Emperor Daxuan nodded to Tang Xi with great satisfaction.
Everyone in the field felt relaxed, except Prince Tang Anshi.
Today, the emperor's tendency in the Daxuan Dynasty is unclear, especially after the position of Princess Feng was established to fight against the prince. The Daxuan Dynasty itself is not so peaceful.
The battle for imperial power for the next generation of Daxuan Emperor has fallen into the hands of Tang Xi and Tang Anshi.
Tang Anshi has a slender figure, a heroic face, wearing a purple robe, standing with one hand behind his back, making people look like a dragon, full of vitality.
Feeling that everyone was praising Tang Xi, he snorted coldly in his heart, his eyes darkened, and he thought:
"My good sister, you saved Bo Qing, but the more you use it, the more superficial it becomes. You are too naive!"
So, under Tang Xi's suggestion, everyone quickly passed the proposal.
The secret order was immediately sent to Bao Huangtian, summoning Hong Yuan's sword body to return.
Treasure yellow in the sky.
Li Shenyu and Shi Lingfang stood side by side, outside the intelligence office of the Five Human Race University Palace.
When they saw the visitors from the Daxuan Dynasty entering the five palaces of the human race and leaving letters to Bo Qing, their faces had different expressions.
Li Shenyu raised his head, folded his arms, and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist Lingfang, as I said, a war will break out in the Eastern Wilderness Continent, and then it will be the best time to transfer Bo Qing away from Hua Menghuang.
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In fact, Li Shenyu also wanted to tell Shi Lingfang not to trust authority too much.
In this aspect, their soul-killing lineage deeply hates it, because the damage caused by the original Taiyin Saint Han Jiuming to the soul-killing demon emperor was too profound!
But to a certain extent, he and Shi Lingfang were also competitors and enemies, so he did not wake up Shi Lingfang.
"Yeah, haha..." Shi Lingfang smiled miserably, and under her curved eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes shrouded in smoke looked sadly at the interior of the intelligence center of the five human race palaces.
Something in her heart that she had held on to since she was a child was completely shattered.
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Southern Xinjiang Shenzhou, Luoying City.
The sun is shining brightly and the wind is gentle.
In a lush forest, Hua Menghuang was undergoing a battle trial.
She needs to hold a wooden sword and fight against the warriors created by Hong Yuan by "transforming into water" and win.
"Only cultivating one's nature without cultivating one's life is the first disease of cultivation."
"But we are warriors, and you are the seed of a big dream. Your life is destined to be filled with thorns and filled with battles of blood and fire."
"Fighting and fighting are the eternal themes on your path of cultivation..."
While Hong Yuan was instilling the secrets of fighting into Hua Menghuang, he was also secretly trying to figure out the secrets of dreams contained in Hua Menghuang.
The nine great dream seeds represent nine different evolutionary directions of the dream path.
The profound meaning of dreams hidden in them is of great reference value, because it is a "talent" that is almost impossible to copy.
Faced with such an opportunity, Hong Yuan, as the great master of Dream Dao, would naturally not ignore it.
According to his deduction, if he can successfully understand the profound meaning of Dream Dao in the nine great dream seeds, then he should be able to advance from the Grand Master of Dream Dao to the Supreme Grand Master of Dream Dao and become the Taoist Master of Dream Dao.
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But that would be too flamboyant, and it would undoubtedly tell others that "Bo Qing" has a big problem!
It just so happens that the battle for the destiny of the big dream seed is the moment when the secrets of the dream path are transferred to each other.
The winner takes all, the loser gets the dust.
This was Gu Hongyuan's starting point, which was to work hard to train Hua Menghuang in the direction of the destiny of the human race, at least to let Hua Menghuang survive until the end of the battle for the destiny of the human race before losing.
He, Hong Yuan, would not act as a master or a money-dispersing Taoist for no reason.
"Hey." Hua Menghuang shouted and drew his sword brazenly.
The strong sword wind blew up the dust on the ground and made the fallen leaves spin endlessly.
Her sword move directly caused the body's spinal dragon to exert force at the same time, slashing out a sharp green sword light, defeating the water warrior in one fell swoop.
Hard and soft in one!
"It's amazing. This level of understanding is just one level lower than mine." Hong Yuan secretly praised, "The foundation laid by Junli Liu is really solid."
It can be said that, except for some very personal foundation-building methods, Hong Yuan almost taught Hua Menghuang all the Taoist and magical powers.
Seeing Hua Menghuang getting stronger day by day, the satisfaction in the depths of Hong Yuan's eyes became even stronger.
"Good performance." Hong Yuan clapped his hands and praised him without hesitation.
Hua Menghuang, who was full of heroic spirit just now and looked like a swordsman, heard Hong Yuan's praise, put away the cold sword in his hand, giggled obediently, and made a sweet sound like a bell.
Hua Menghuang is inherently graceful and graceful, like a bright moon fairy coming to earth. She is incomparably beautiful, and her body is as white and crystal clear as ivory.
Now his smiling appearance makes Hong Yuan even more pleasing to the eye, and he is more attentive in teaching.
Dusk time.
The sunset under the sunset is particularly beautiful. Looking at the scene of burning clouds, Hua Menghuang's beautiful eyes are filled with ripples.
Just standing on the top of the mountain, she is an extremely beautiful picture that makes people unable to take their eyes away.
Hong Yuan, the sword body, looked at the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint with his hands intertwined, and asked softly: "Li Min, what happened?"
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint had an alluring face, his white clothes were as white as snow, his eyes were like stars, and his skin was like frost. However, she was a little sad at the moment. She glanced sideways at Hua Menghuang and shook her head slightly: "Let's talk about it when we get back."
Seeing this, Hong Yuan had some suspicions in his mind.
It’s related to Hua Menghuang, and it’s also related to him!
Without forcing the question to come to the end, Hong Yuan nodded slightly, stretched out his arms, and directly grasped the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's jade hand, clasping his fingers tightly.
"Then let's go." Hong Yuan said softly.
"Yeah." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said, leaning slightly towards Hong Yuan, leaning on Hong Yuan.
In the past, the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, who was as aloof and cold as a lotus on a snow-capped mountain, made such a gesture for Hong Yuan. If the talented Martial Saints from the Five Academy Palaces saw it, they would definitely be shocked and unbelievable.
It can only be said that the first evolution of "Water Dragon, Fire Phoenix" greatly helped Hong Yuan.
Hong Yuan's predecessor, a well-known female writer once said: "The passage to a woman's soul is the yin road."
Hong Yuan would naturally know this famous saying.
At dusk, the setting sun shines on the mountains.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint leaned on Hong Yuan's shoulder with a happy look on her face, whispering to Hong Yuan what she thought was a clumsy love story among talented men and beautiful women.
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The moon is dim and the stars are shining.
The moonlight is particularly bright tonight, gently caressing the butterfly garden.
In the Butterfly Garden, major formations are activated, allowing hidden sight.
In a bridal chamber with red candles lit, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint sat quietly on a bamboo chair. She held her cheek and looked at Hong Yuan with a gentle face as she explained the stories of talented people and beautiful children to her.
"It is not true to predict the outcome of a game, even if the tea is sold well, it will still be in disbelief. If you want to know the current prosperity and decline, you have to ask the indifferent people on the sidelines..."
Hong Yuan's sharp and indifferent voice spoke little by little, striking the heart of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.
This kind of scene has been imagined by Butterfly Sword Martial Saint countless times when he secretly read the story of The Talented Man and the Beautiful Woman under the covers.
She never thought that one day, her dream would actually come true, and it had just taken care of her.
Everyone else only knows that she has a cold temperament and is indifferent to worldly affairs. But who would know that her temperament is forced out by pressure from all sides, and that there is actually a little girl hidden in her heart.
To be continued...