"Yunmei, how did your cultivation improve so quickly?" Han Feng asked, holding his beloved wife in his arms.
When he met Zhou Yunmei today, he found that she was already a three-star cultivation level. Although he had long known that his wife had extraordinary talents, Han Feng was still shocked.
You must know that after the bandits were suppressed in Bailong County, when Han Feng left, Zhou Yunmei's cultivation level had not yet broken through the Chen level.
But now, in less than two years, the opponent has directly crossed from a brilliance-level spiritual warrior to a star-level realm. This improvement speed is even faster than that of Han Feng, who has the Demon Refining Pot.
Facing the inquiry from her husband, Zhou Yunmei honestly told Han Feng the secret of her improvement in cultivation.
"My lord, since you left, I have been practicing more diligently than before.
I used to only practice for two hours a day, but now I add an extra hour every day, practicing for three hours, which leaves no time for people to do embroidery or flower arrangement. "
"Well……"
When Han Feng heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched. It turned out that the secret to his wife's improvement in cultivation was to take a break from her busy schedule and spend an extra hour practicing.
You must know that the cultivation you have today is the result of hard work day and night. If you are not practicing, you are on the road of desperate experience, and you have narrowly escaped death, and you have achieved today's small achievements.
And Zhou Yunmei spends three hours a day practicing, which is easier than those "civil servants" in Han Feng's previous life, and she still looks a little dissatisfied. If this spreads out, I don't know how many genius monsters will be angry to death.
Marveling at Zhou Yunmei's extraordinary talent, Han Feng asked again: "By the way, Yunmei, how did you know that those people would attack the Viscount Mansion today and transfer the people in the mansion in advance?"
Han Feng had already learned how the five major families, Zhou Yunmei and others resisted the enemy before he arrived, and was quite surprised by Zhou Yunmei's move to transfer the people in the mansion in advance.
When Zhou Yunmei heard this, she was a little confused and said: "Ms. sir, I don't know what happened. I suddenly had a dream last night, and it seemed that the scene like today happened in the dream.
I dreamed that many men in black rushed into Bailong County. They not only massacred everyone in the Viscount's mansion, but also captured Xiao Lei and his siblings.
I thought this dream was very unlucky. Early this morning, I asked everyone in the Viscount Mansion to leave the mansion, and asked Xiao Lei to take his younger siblings outside the city to see the mining situation. "
"What!"
Hearing that Zhou Yunmei's actions were foreshadowed in his dream in advance, Han Feng couldn't help but his eyelids twitched, showing a look of surprise.
And Zhou Yunmei also said: "By the way, sir, I was still in a dream. I dreamed that you would come back today. I didn't expect that it was just like a dream. It was so strange."
With a happy smile on her face, Zhou Yunmei curled up in Han Feng's arms.
However, she didn't notice that Han Feng's face became a little ugly at this time.
"how so?"
Xian'er once said that Yunmei's mother, Mrs. Liu, had nine orifices in her heart. In ancient times, this kind of human being was called a "prophet".
This kind of bloodline is very unnatural, but it will cause ordinary people to die early.
For this reason, Han Fengcai painstakingly collected elixirs and refined two heart-melting pills.
One of them has been taken by Mrs. Liu, completely sealing her ninth orifice.
The second one was prepared by Han Feng for Zhou Yunmei.
Xian'er said that Zhou Yunmei had a very small chance of inheriting this bloodline.
Therefore, Han Feng has always paid close attention to Zhou Yunmei's condition and probed her inner orifices, but found nothing abnormal.
Even when they met today, Han Feng had explored the other party's body, and everything was still normal.
But the dream that Zhou Yunmei told now made Han Feng feel a little nervous. He could predict everything in advance. Isn't this "prophet power"?
Thinking about the other party's cultivation talent that puts countless geniuses to shame, Han Feng became more and more afraid.
He couldn't help but sit up and looked at Zhou Yunmei seriously.
"Yunmei, have you noticed anything abnormal about your body?"
Zhou Yunmei couldn't help but become a little nervous when she saw Han Feng's expression suddenly becoming serious.
"I...I don't feel anything unusual."
"Really... not at all?"
Zhou Yunmei thought for a while, then suddenly her face turned red and she looked down at her flat and smooth belly.
"Ms. sir, do you think I haven't conceived a son and a half for you?"
"Uh...that's not what I meant."
Black lines suddenly appeared on Han Feng's forehead, and then he asked thoughtfully: "Then... have you had any other dreams?"
After hearing this, Zhou Yunmei recalled it some more, and then said: "Ms. sir, when you said that, I remembered that I have had many strange dreams in the past two years."
Upon hearing this, Han Feng quickly asked Zhou Yunmei about the details of the dream.
As a result, Zhou Yunmei actually told Han Feng that she dreamed of several women.
Among them, a beautiful woman, wearing a purple dress, stood on the top of a high tower in the snow and ice, looking into the distance in the wind and snow.
The second woman is a graceful and charming woman. She is wearing a gorgeous windbreaker, noble and charming, like a queen.
Recently, Zhou Yunmei also dreamed of two women, one wearing white clothes with a gauze mask, and the other wearing a blue cloak with eyes like gems, full of exotic amorous feelings.
After listening to Zhou Yunmei's description of the images of these women, Han Feng's face was expressionless on the bed, but cold sweat broke out on his back.
Facing his wife's pure yet doubtful eyes, Han Feng felt as if he was being roasted on a blazing fire. This was the pressure from the "Main Palace Empress".
"Mr. sir, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much on your forehead? Are you... too tired?"
"Ahem...it's okay, I'm just a little hot."
Han Feng forced himself to calm down, but he became more and more worried.
The appearance of the women in Yunmei's dream was clearly that of Dugu Nianxue, Tuoba Ningyue, the eldest princess, and Lan Ruoyan, the national master of the Youtian Empire.
But Yunmei had never met them before, so how could she describe them so clearly.
For a moment, Han Feng was shocked and confused, and couldn't help communicating with Xian'er to discuss the matter with his heart.
Xian'er also fell into a long silence after listening to Han Feng's story.
Then, Xian'er suddenly reminded Han Feng.
"Master, try to see if you can see anything strange with your Dongxu eyes."
When Han Feng heard this, he suddenly realized.
The Eye of Dongxu has the ability to break through illusions and see through the essence. Now that I am at the God Gathering Realm, I might be able to see something strange.
At the moment, without bothering to explain to Zhou Yunmei, Han Feng used the power of his spiritual thoughts to activate the Eye of Dongxu.
A golden light appeared between his eyebrows, and Han Feng used his Dongxu eyes to observe Zhou Yunmei from bottom to top, from inside to outside.
When the golden light of the Eye of Dongxu swept across Zhou Yunmei's brows and penetrated the altar, Han Feng vaguely saw a hazy white mist.
"Um……?"
With doubts in his heart, Han Feng pushed the power of his spiritual thoughts to the extreme, so that the golden light opened and closed, revealing a thin slit, and the outline of a golden pupil loomed.
At this moment, the golden light penetrated the hazy white mist, and vaguely, he saw a closed eye exuding pure white light in the white mist.
It seems that he has sensed the spying of the Eye of Dongxu.
The eyes opened and closed, projecting a mysterious and natural divine light with the aura of the Great Dao, and looked at the Eye of Dongxu from afar.
"boom……!"
The golden light collided with the white light, and Han Feng's mind roared, and everything disappeared.
In a daze, Xian'er's surprised voice came from his mind.
"Innate Dharma Eyes!"
(ps: Two updates today. Yesterday, the community had a power outage and another lockdown. I couldn’t upload the code. I wanted to post an explanation this morning. After thinking about it, I forgot about it. I just coded and uploaded it as soon as possible. There won’t be many updates in the past two days. Stable, sin guilty.)
