Hong Yuan didn't stay at Ji's house all day long, he only stayed in Luoying City.
Teaching Hua Menghuang does not cost him too much effort. Occasionally, he will go out to explore the scenery and people in southern Xinjiang.
This day.
The sun is warm and the wind is blowing.
Hong Yuan waved goodbye to Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hua Menghuang.
Under their gaze, the sword light moved, and Hong Yuan immediately transformed into a sword rainbow and dissipated in the sky.
The flying speed is indeed as high as Cangwu in the morning and as far as Beihai in the evening, which is quite a bit like a dashing swordsman.
"Huhuhu..."
The cold wind blew through quickly.
Hong Yuan's figure disappeared in an instant, as fast as a shooting star.
Not long after, Hong Yuan left the Ji family's territory.
Slowly, he began to slow down his speed, traveling around the mountains and rivers, which was very pleasant.
Not long after, he arrived at a mountain stronghold and stopped briefly.
This village is called "Qinghe Mountain" and has three major families: "Xiong", "Bai" and "Guyue".
The reason why Hong Yuan stopped was precisely because of this.
"Qinghe Mountain, three surnames: Xiong, Bai and Gu Yue."
"Haha, I don't know if the Gu Yue clan has the same surname as Fang."
Hong Yuan's eyes were deep.
A blue light was instantly emitted from the Tianhe Sword and flashed past Hong Yuan.
Soon, Hong Yuan's figure began to change, from an enlightened swordsman to a blue-robed gentleman who taught and educated people.
"Even if I look like this, I won't attract much attention from the people here even if I am discovered."
After looking at his own outfit, Hong Yuan nodded with satisfaction.
Then, he walked along the blue stone avenue towards the Gu Yue clan.
The Gu Yue clan is currently holding a youth competition within the clan. The door is wide open, welcoming warriors from surrounding villages to come and watch.
"Long Gui and Long Ju are brothers, but I didn't expect their qualifications to be so different!"
"Yes, my younger brother has the first-class qualifications, but my elder brother only has the first-class qualifications. It's really an exaggeration."
"Tsk, tsk, I heard that the clan leader intends to take Long Ju as his disciple and train him with the treatment of a young clan leader. It's really enviable..."
The Gu Yue clan's martial arts arena.
Many visitors were talking about it, and the main topic was still focused on the Long brothers.
In the corner, Long Gui clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"Dragon rules, dragon rules?"
Hong Yuan muttered softly, narrowing his eyes and staring at the dragon guide in the corner.
Involuntarily, Hong Yuan activated his magical power of luck.
The next moment, Long Gui's destiny appeared in Hong Yuan's eyes:
The miserable gray luck symbolizes that even if you become a warrior, you may only be a low-level warrior, and your future prospects will not exceed the fourth level.
But within this, there is a bit of dark water pressure at the bottom of the box.
"Black or white, white or not, is it possible that this is his chance of fortune?" Hong Yuan thought thoughtfully.
After a while, Hong Yuan moved his fingers lightly, and immediately, a nearly invisible soul dragon floated out from the Tianhe Sword and headed straight for Long Gui.
Just when the soul dragon invaded Long Gui's body, Long Gui felt disappointed. He suddenly raised his head and looked around.
But Hong Yuan's attainments in the Soul Dao were at the level of a great master that was rare in the world.
How could Dragon Gui, who was only a first-level warrior, be able to withstand Hong Yuan's moves?
After a while, the soul dragon clung to Long Gui's body and lurked towards Long Gui's mind.
"Not a demon from outside the world."
"Haha, I really worried too much."
"How could he be the seeker of the Time Dao sect that I'm looking for? I'm thinking too much!"
Hong Yuan smiled in relief.
But he did not completely take back the soul dragon, but let the soul dragon put a mark on Long Gui's body. In this way, Hong Yuan could effectively track Long Gui's traces.
"when…"
"Dangdang..."
In the ring, the referee banged the gong and announced the opponent for the next round.
"Dragon Rules, Dragon Rules, come forward to fight!"
A pair of teenagers who look 99% alike but have completely different temperaments appear.
One is wearing a gorgeous warrior uniform and is high-spirited.
One, dressed simply, with a look of reluctance on his face.
"Moonlight Gu!"
When Long Gui came up, he used his strongest method. A moonlight blade as cool as water swayed out of his hand and headed towards Long Ju.
"My stupid brother, your information was exposed too early." His younger brother Long Ju sneered disdainfully.
He jumped backwards and easily dodged the attack.
If you look closely, you can see that there are a pair of flea gu on his feet!
"I have heard that the Gu Master's method is popular in southern Xinjiang, and it is indeed true." Hong Yuan, who was watching, nodded, "But Long Gui is going to lose."
as expected.
His younger brother Long Ju, who had the upper hand in terms of bugs, intelligence, and qualifications, just punched Long Ju with a sprint, and immediately knocked Long Gui down, making him bend down and in a state of embarrassment.
In the cheers of the audience, Long Ju enjoyed countless glory. But Long Gui was as downcast as a wild dog, depressed and unhappy.
Looking at the lost Long Gui, Hong Yuan thought of himself.
If he had not awakened the Xuanshui Snake clone back then, even with the blessing of the proficiency panel, it would have been difficult for him to become a saint, let alone pursue the path to eternal life.
However, because of the appearance of Dragon Rules, Hong Yuan suddenly remembered the Time Dao sect and the legendary magical power on the Time Dao - Years of Time.
Hong Yuan suddenly became more interested in practicing the Way of Time.
No matter what, the long river of time where his flood source is located must be solidified and become a forbidden area.
This is an untouchable area!
…
The days of traveling are short, but the days of teaching are long-lasting.
Soon, Hong Yuan returned to the Ji family.
Because the Dragon Yang Festival is coming!
Longyang Festival is a festival established to commemorate Emperor Longyang, just like the Spring Festival before the flood.
Every year, this festival is worth celebrating and very lively.
Ji family.
Butterfly Garden.
The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint in his boudoir is currently dressing up in front of the mirror, with flowers on his face.
On the side, the pink and jade-shaped Hua Menghuang stared at the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint with his mouth slightly open and a look of shock on his face.
"Okay, so beautiful..."
Hua Menghuang originally thought that she had been immune to the beauty of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint for a long time, but after Butterfly Sword Martial Saint put on a skirt, combed her hair, etc., she was still moved by the beauty of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.
"A woman likes her beauty. Does the master want to dress up for the second master?"
Hua Menghuang looked at the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint who was humming a little tune, and for some reason this sentence came to his mind.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was originally a tall and cold lady with a pretty face. After dressing up, she became even more beautiful and incomparable, as if she were a fairy descending from heaven.
Hua Menghuang looked at Butterfly Sword Martial Saint in shock.
"Menghuang, what's wrong?" Butterfly Sword Martial Saint asked.
"Master, you, you are so beautiful~" Hua Menghuang admired from the bottom of his heart.
"Hehe, thank you, you look very good today too." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint put away his previous stern expression and smiled at Hua Menghuang.
This smile really made the boudoir look more beautiful. It can be said that she looked back with a smile full of charm, and the pink and white in the Sixth Palace were colorless.
In the colorful butterfly garden.
Hong Yuan was sitting on the pavilion, waiting for the arrival of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hua Menghuang.
But he was not idle either. With the help of the soul dragon mark, he could roughly observe what happened to Long Gui.
Long Gui's life is very difficult now. He cannot do well among the Gu Yue clan. He has been sent to carry out dangerous missions many times and has gone through many hardships. He planned to leave Qinghe Mountain and follow the caravan to explore outside.
After a while, Hong Yuan's ears twitched slightly.
He looked up and his eyes suddenly lit up.
I saw the carefully dressed Butterfly Sword Martial Saint holding Hua Menghuang's hand, walking out in a stylish manner, with a myriad of manners that made people stare.
bang bang…
Bang bang bang…
Hong Yuan's heart beat unsatisfactorily for a few seconds, and his heart pounded.
"Ah Qing, Ah Qing?"
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint saw Hong Yuan lost his mind, as if she was shocked by herself, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly, feeling a little proud.
"Li Min, you look so beautiful today." Hong Yuan said seriously.
And this made Butterfly Sword Martial Saint even more happy, but she didn't show it on her face and snorted softly.
"Let's go and visit Luoying City."
…
Dragon Yang Festival.
Hong Yuan and his party of three wandered around Luoying City, admiring flowers, looking at lanterns, and solving word puzzles.
Whenever they appeared in the crowd, there was a burst of screaming and chaos in the venue.
As a last resort, Hong Yuan and others had no choice but to break away from the crowd, hide their bodies, and silently enjoy the lively atmosphere.
now.
They arrived at the bank of the Luoying River.
There are many flowers blooming here and the fragrance is overflowing.
"Tap..."
The sound of footsteps gradually began.
Hua Menghuang's left hand was held by Hong Yuan, and his right hand was held by Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.
The three of them were like a family of three, chatting about their feelings while strolling around.
"Master, will I be as beautiful as you when I grow up?"
"Of course Menghuang can."
"Hehe... Then Second Master, when I grow up, like the Master, will I be able to meet someone as beautiful as you?"
Hua Menghuang raised her head innocently, her eyes full of expectation.
A beautiful person like me... Hong Yuan felt ashamed in his heart, how could he be so beautiful? He is a despicable and shameless guy!
However, despite thinking this in his heart, Hong Yuan's face was still extremely certain: "It will happen, it will definitely happen!"
"Okay!" Hua Menghuang said happily.
The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint on the side stared at Hong Yuan, his watery eyes full of tenderness.
At this glance, Hong Yuan felt it!
There were ripples in his heart again, which was quite unsettling.
Just a moment later, it became calm again.
Seeing that Hong Yuan remained silent, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint Liu frowned slightly, I really felt pity for him.
The atmosphere in the venue was a bit cold. Fortunately, Hua Menghuang was chatting with questions, otherwise the atmosphere would have been a bit awkward.
…
It's approaching dusk.
Fireworks exploded in the sky.
Under the bright fireworks, Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint walked back to Luoying City unknowingly.
Suddenly, Hua Menghuang pulled Hong Yuan's big hand hard and motioned Hong Yuan to look at the corner of the city gate.
In the corner of the city gate, a ragged old woman with a disheveled face held up a flower basket tremblingly and shouted feebly about her flower business.
"Master Master Second Master, can I use the copper coins you gave me to buy flowers?" Hua Menghuang said nervously.
Looking at this grandma, Hua Menghuang recalled his first family member and the difficult days when he was a child.
Although it was difficult, she lived happily.
"sure."
"Well, go ahead."
Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint released their hands at the same time, in perfect agreement.
After Hua Menghuang thanked him, he hurriedly ran, holding up his small wallet to buy flowers.
After Hua Menghuang disappeared briefly, the atmosphere between Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint became a little uncomfortable.
Just a moment later, both of them looked ahead, looking at the visitor in confusion.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you, madam. Thank you for your great kindness. I wish you a happy marriage and happiness for a hundred years."
The old lady said extremely gratefully to Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.
Hua Menghuang on the side handed Hong Yuan flowers appropriately, which was very sensible.
"Young and resourceful, Dream Seed is really smart..." Seeing this, Hong Yuan couldn't help but sigh.
He took the flowers and presented them to Butterfly Sword Martial Saint: "This is my child's thought. What do you think?"
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint took it over with a smile: "Well, thank you and Meng Huang."
After the old lady left, Hua Menghuang felt sleepy at the right time.
The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint waved his long sleeves, and after a while, Hua Menghuang entered the Butterfly Sword Palace in the Butterfly Sword Paradise.
In the field, Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint were left alone again.
quiet.
Quiet.
After a moment of silence, Hong Yuan took the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere and initiated an invitation: "Li Min, let's go on a flower boat ride?"
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint smiled and nodded.
…
On the Luoying River where there are many flower boats, a mysterious little flower boat unknowingly appeared.
The Luoying River flows eastward into the sea and rushes down.
Along the river, this little flower boat flows slowly.
At this time, Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint were sitting across the table, talking.
If outsiders looked at her, she would be called a talented man and a beautiful woman.
It's just that the little flower boat is so hidden that it can't be noticed at all.
Hong Yuan lowered his head, played the guqin on the table, and said softly: "In the past few days, in the process of teaching Meng Huang, I have also gained some understanding of the way of the sword."
The next moment, the Tianhe Sword on his waist rose into the air, and the water waves emerged, first transforming into a small water dragon.
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint felt the extremely strong sword intent on this little water dragon, and his eyes lit up.
She also put her hands on the table, held down the strings, echoed the music, and said, "Is this your magical power of 'Water Dragon Cry'? I also had some insights on 'Fire Phoenix Cry'!"
The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint dances lightly with his black hair and fluttering white clothes, like a banished immortal coming to the dust.
The colorful butterfly sword on her waist rose faintly, and the fire suddenly appeared, transforming into a fire butterfly.
"Ding Dong..."
"Ding-ding-dong..."
Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint Qin Se Harmony played a piece of music together.
During this process, the two people's qi and energy interacted with each other, and they showed each other their kendo experience without any concealment.
After a while.
A sudden change in the field.
The water dragon transformed again and became a small water dragon.
The fire butterfly flew around and turned into a small fire phoenix.
The dragon turns into a dragon, the butterfly turns into a phoenix, the water dragon turns into a fire phoenix, and the dragon and phoenix sing together!
"What is this?" Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was a little shocked, his starry eyes filled with color.
"I can feel that my understanding of swordsmanship is improving." Hong Yuan's eyes were calm.
But the next moment, he was no longer calm, and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint also looked at him with annoyance.
Sword cultivators pay attention to the importance of the sword and the person. Almost half of one's cultivation depends on the sword being cultivated.
To a certain extent, the Tianhe Sword can represent Hong Yuan, and the Colorful Butterfly Sword can represent the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.
And when the two of them explained their understanding of swordsmanship to each other without any reservation, these two sacred swords were really equivalent to them in another kind of existence!
I saw a sudden white light emerging among the dancing water dragons, fire phoenixes, and the two holy swords were combined in a strange way, water and fire blending together.
"Ah..." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint exclaimed, his whole body was soft, his body was slender, and his curves were undulating, turning all living beings upside down.
"Hmph..." Even with tens of thousands of years of experience, Hong Yuan could hardly control it.
This impact came too suddenly, and everything they experienced with the two holy swords made them feel the same, and there was no difference between them and their real bodies.
"What's going on..." Not far away, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's watery eyes stared at Hong Yuan, quite aggrieved.
For her, who was aloof and aloof, what was happening now was too weird and terrifying, and it was no different from what she was going through.
She even wondered whether Hong Yuan did this on purpose! ?
Now, the two of them stood opposite each other, staring into the void together, with strange expressions on their faces. Looking at the entangled water dragons, fire and phoenixes, they themselves were trembling.
[Swordsmanship +1000]
[Swordsmanship +1000]
【……】
Hong Yuan looked at the rapidly jumping data record table on the proficiency panel and had some guesses in his mind.
"Ah..." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint couldn't help shouting again.
Her starry eyes are full of color, her black hair is scattered, her snow-white neck is like a swan's neck, her body is slender and well-proportioned, with undulating curves, extremely perfect, her body is as white and flawless as ivory, she is struggling!
As for Hong Yuan, he took a deep breath and struggled to wake up from the waves of extreme pleasure.
"Li, Li Min, if I guessed correctly, 'Water Dragon's Roar' and 'Fire Phoenix Cry' are special training methods. Didn't you find that our swordsmanship has improved?"
Hong Yuan said in a calm tone.
When Butterfly Sword Martial Saint heard the words, streaks of red clouds rose from his shiny white body.
She wanted to scold Hong Yuan and let the matter end quickly, but the surging impact caused some disruption in her thoughts, and she could only look at Hong Yuan full of resentment.
"You must have done it on purpose, right!?"
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense..."
"You did it on purpose, you did it, you did it, ah——"
Listening to Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's uncontrollable exclamations, Hong Yuan didn't say anything more and sat down calmly.
But this made the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint bite his lower lip.
A world of thoughts that only Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint can feel:
This is a scene that makes people's blood boil. The two of them are like outsiders, but also like people experiencing it. It's extremely weird.
"No, this is all false." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint closed her eyes weakly and shouted, her whole body was soft and her body was pink.
"Without a woman in my heart, I draw my sword to the God of Nature." Hong Yuan was also muttering to himself.
When Butterfly Sword Martial Saint heard Hong Yuan's words, his black hair shone brightly, his starry eyes suddenly opened, and he glared at Hong Yuan viciously.
Knowing people but not their hearts, how could there be such a shameless person?
Moreover, you, a grown man, have taken advantage of you. Do you have the nerve to say such things?
…
One month later.
Hua Menghuang finally couldn't help the doubts in his heart and asked Butterfly Sword Martial Saint: "Master, where is the second master?"
"He's dead, don't look for him again." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said coldly.
"What!?" Hua Menghuang looked confused.
And Hong Yuan was naturally not killed by Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.
At this time, he said goodbye to Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and rushed towards Daolin Mountain.
Because of the power of the Tiangong, the privilege of exploring the dream of the mysterious emperor has been opened to the talented martial saints of the five great palaces!
