"Bo Qing? Yes, he can indeed."
"Yes, 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 the Southern Border Divine Continent, 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 has been promoted to a holy 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 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 and a heroic face. He is wearing a purple robe and stands with one hand behind his back. He looks like a majestic and vigorous dragon.
Feeling that everyone was praising Tang Xi, he snorted coldly in his heart, his eyes darkened, and he thought:
"My good sister, you rescued Bo Qing, but the more you use it, the more you use it. 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 Barren Continent, and then it will be the best time to transfer Bo Qing away from Hua Menghuang. "
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. Under her curved eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes shrouded in smoke looked sadly at the interior of the intelligence office of the five human race palaces.
Something in her heart that she had held on to since childhood was completely shattered.
…
Southern Xinjiang Shenzhou, Luoying City.
The sun is shining and the wind is gentle.
In a lush forest, Hua Menghuang was undergoing a battle trial.
She needs to hold a wooden sword to fight against the warriors made 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 fights of blood and fire."
"Fighting and fighting are the eternal themes on your spiritual path..."
While Hong Yuan instilled the secrets of fighting into Hua Menghuang, he secretly figured out the secrets of the dream path contained in Hua Menghuang.
The nine great dream seeds respectively 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 secrets of the Dream Dao in the nine great dream seeds, then he should be able to advance from the Dream Dao Grand Master to the Dream Dao Supreme Grand Master and become the Master of the Dream Dao. .
But that would be too public, and it would undoubtedly tell others that "Bo Qing" has a big problem!
It just so happens that the battle for the fate of the Big Dream Seed is the moment when the secrets of the Dream Dao 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, Hua Menghuang should not fail until the end of the battle for the destiny of the human race.
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 movement 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 becoming 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 generously.
Hua Menghuang, who was so heroic 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 descending from the dust. She is incomparably beautiful, and her body is as white as ivory.
Nowadays, his smiling appearance makes Hong Yuan even more pleasing to the eye, and he is more attentive in teaching.
Dusk hour.
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 swordsman, 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 go 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, 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.
"Yes." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said, leaning slightly towards Hong Yuan and leaning on Hong Yuan.
In the past, the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, who used to be aloof and cold as a lotus on a snow-capped mountain, would make 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.
Before Hong Yuan, a well-known female writer 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.
…
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 opened, allowing hidden sight.
In a small bridal chamber where red candles were 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.
"The odds of winning or losing in a game are unreliable, and the tea that sells the best is still in disbelief. If you want to know the current signs of 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 Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's soul.
This scene was what Butterfly Sword Martial Saint had imagined countless times when he peeked at the storybook of The Talented Man and the Beautiful Woman under the covers.
She didn't expect that one day, her dream would actually come true, and it had just taken care of her.
Others only knew that she was cold-tempered and indifferent to worldly affairs. But where would you know that her temperament was forced out by pressure from all sides, and that there was actually a little girl hidden in her heart.
"Qing Lang, when do you plan to return to the Eastern Wilderness Continent?"
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said with deep thoughts, her delicate body trembled slightly, and then quietly tensed up, as if she had made a certain decision.
Inside the hut, the walls were covered with red silk, and the floor was also covered with a big red carpet covered with dragons, phoenixes, and auspicious clouds. The candlelight flickered and reflected the golden glazed curtains that were almost all the way to the floor, making the room full of hazy and dreamy colors.
Facing the ambiguous and warm light, Hong Yuan looked at the pretty face of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint who was woven by his love network, and felt a sense of accomplishment and... a little melancholy in his heart for no reason.
When did he, Hong Yuan, start to regard feelings as a weapon? !
There was a faint light in the depths of Hong Yuan's eyes, but he said softly: "When Menghuang's killing technique has stabilized its foundation and formed a system. At that time, it will not be too late for me to go back."
"Yeah." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said.
The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint Statue thought of something. Her pretty face was shy and timid for a moment, and under the light of the red candle, she was extremely beautiful.
The ambiguous atmosphere suddenly rose.
Feeling Hong Yuan's aggressive gaze, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's earlobes turned red.
Finally, she mustered up the courage to stand up bravely, hugged Hong Yuan, and exhaled like a blue: "Qing Lang, let's have a baby."
Hong Yuan's heart skipped a beat: "?!"
…
…
A building made of gold and jade, glittering and translucent, with bright yellow light, as clear as crystal, a building that is both real and illusory.
Li Shenyu and his disciple Xiao Yuan climbed up the steps. The jade steps under their feet were overflowing with auspicious clouds and filled with the fragrant fragrance of flowers.
Xiao Yuan is the same existence as Hua Menghuang, and is one of the nine great dream seeds.
He was wearing a blue robe and had handsome features, but his brows were indifferent and emotionless, and his body was covered with mottled black light.
In addition to being the Great Dream Seed, Xiao Yuan is also the ninth generation grandson of the Soul-Slaying Demon Emperor.
The magical power of "leading souls into dreams" developed by Emperor Zidong Zhisheng and others was based on the Emperor's Scripture of the Soul-killing Demon Emperor!
And Xiao Yuan happens to be the inheritor of the Soul-Slaying Demon Emperor, a master of both soul and dream!
"Master, is Senior Bo Qing really so terrifying? It's worth your efforts." Xiao Yuan asked curiously.
Ever since he was a child, Xiao Yuan had never seen his master be so troubled by an opponent, and he even deigned to join forces and form an alliance.
In the past, his master Shenyu Martial Saint could crush all enemies with just a few moves, demonstrating the majesty of the Great Emperor's lineage.
This senior "Bo Qing" is the first person to make the master so upset!
"Terror? Haha." Li Shenyu chuckled and shook his head, then looked extremely solemn:
"The Longyang Emperor's entry into the 'Eternal Green Lotus Dream' was only the sixth act, and he still paid a heavy price of tens of millions. But Bo Qing was not only the sixth act to reach the 'Eternal Green Lotus Dream', but he also inherited the Come to the true meaning of Qinglian Tianzun."
Before he finished speaking, Li Shenyu suddenly lowered his head and stared directly at Xiao Yuan:
"The Dream Dao sect has not yet been formed and born, but this Bo Qing at least has master-level Dream Dao attainments. Tell me, is this powerful? There is also Hua Menghuang, but he got the Dream Sword Sacred Artifact and cast it on his own!"
Thumb thump! !
Recognizing the horror of "Bo Qing", Xiao Yuan couldn't help but suddenly raised his head and took a breath of air: "This kind of existence can't be a protector, right?!"
The human race is powerful, while the demon race is humble.
Therefore, the destiny of the demon clan is born first, and then the destiny of the human clan is determined.
Those who are qualified to teach the destiny of the human race and can solve the problems of the destiny of the human race are called protectors.
Generally speaking, guardians are selected from the five contemporary palaces offering wine. It has a heavy responsibility and is responsible for suppressing the rapid growth of the demon clan's destiny.
But there are not exceptions. For example, the protector of the second human emperor is Emperor Longyang.
"Protector..." Li Shenyu muttered silently in his heart, and then he suddenly grabbed his disciple Xiao Yuan by the collar and threw Xiao Yuan into the Sea Soul Pond.
thump!
A sound of falling water startled him.
Xiao Yuan lowered his head helplessly, dived into the middle of the pool, and began to temper his body in preparation for the upcoming awakening ceremony.
Martial arts practice in this world requires opening the human body's aperture, and improving martial arts cultivation through continuous upgrading of the aperture.
The opening ceremony of the nine great dream seeds is hosted by the Heavenly Palace.
The opening ceremony was the first head-to-head confrontation between the nine Dream Seeds, which was of great significance.
This not only tests the qualifications and talents of the nine Dream Seeds, but also tests the good fortune of the Nine Dream Seeds.
Its appearance will officially determine the beginning of the battle for the destiny of the human race.
No wonder Xiao Yuan didn't pay attention to it.
…
"Which of you dares to do it again!?"
General Bai Xiangxuan was wearing a platinum battle armor and holding the battle flag of Fengxi Sect in his hand. His eyes were bright and his momentum was high.
A strong wind blew up, and the Fengxi Sect's flag fluttered and made a roaring sound.
Above his head, a platinum gourd floated here, flipping and undulating, easily shattering the space in the blue sky and creating cracks in the void.
Several martial saints from the Daxuan Dynasty were standing around, their faces as gloomy as water, and they all whispered in secret.
"Damn it, first Taoist Guanhai from Qinglu Taoist Temple came out of nowhere, and now Bai Xiangxuan from Fengxi Sect dominates the world."
"Didn't the cabinet say that Marquis Jiaojian is about to arrive at the battlefield and rush back to the Eastern Wasteland from Southern Xinjiang? Why does it take so long?"
"Haha, I think those old guys in the cabinet are confused. After all, Bo Qing is a demon cultivator. Even if he has the grace to save his life, how can he come to fight to the death regardless of everything..."
The sect alliance, which had been suppressed by the Daxuan Dynasty for a long time, finally showed their profound heritage.
At the mortal level, they could not compare with the Daxuan Dynasty's legion, but at the saint level, top figures emerged one after another, suppressing the Daxuan Dynasty.
Facing these martial saints of the Daxuan Dynasty, General Bai Xiangxuan's eyes were calm, like an abyss, bottomless and silent.
Even if those who want to break through his front are either princes who have been famous for a long time, or young heroes who are famous all over the world.
But he knew very well that these people cherished their lives and had no intention of dedicating themselves to the Daxuan Dynasty.
Fighting against the wind, these Great Xuanwu Saints are more powerful than the other. But if we really want a fight to the death, the members of the Daxuan Royal Clan will have to do it themselves.
Unlike the martial saints of their sects, they have deep feelings for their own sect and treat them as the only ones.
The situation in the Eastern Wilderness Continent has inexplicably reached a stalemate.
The Daxuan Dynasty is gradually failing!
Because of this, Jian Shen Hongyuan received a total of eighteen gold medals within three days.
The situation is extremely urgent.
(End of chapter)
