At night, Yuan Hong led Geng Qiang to Tianda Plaza.

Blowing the cool breeze of a midsummer night, breathing in the fresh air, and admiring the freshly rising gibbous moon, he felt very comfortable.

Taking the Xuanguang Sword from his back, he held the hilt of the sword and waved it gently, blooming with a brilliant and bright sword light, and the sword light was wrapped in a very strong sword qi. As the sword qi pierced the void, strings of flames rushed straight into the distance, as if the incomparably long flame snakes were connecting with each other.

Everywhere the flames passed, they left deep marks in the void, and those deep marks were fleeting, and only by looking intently could they capture the spectacle.

"What a powerful Xuanguang Sword! With this sword, my combat power will increase by at least thirty percent in the future!"

Yuan Hong shouted excitedly, and even Geng Qiang yelled after him heard the sound.

He stepped onto the Valhalla Bridge again, stroking the statues of generations of holy kings, and fell into deep thought.

"The Holy City is indeed a place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! Pomegranate, a mere maid, her strength cannot be underestimated, not to mention the wooden-legged man who kills people and robs money. If I had gone head-to-head with him at that time, I was afraid that the consequences would have been unimaginable. Think about the employer behind the scenes, whose strength is unknown, and the unknown itself is a kind of fear! I am in the light, and he is in the dark, which increases the degree of this unknown terror!"

The more he thought about it, the more restless he became, and he only longed to improve his cultivation as soon as possible. Because only cultivation is the absolute hardcore of strength, in the face of the absolute cultivation gap, under the general trend of crushing strength, any martial arts talent and wisdom are not worth mentioning.

A cool breeze rose again, and his hair drifted away with it, and his thoughts flew with it. His steps did not cease until he was on the bank of the river in the city.

He sat down cross-legged and began a new day of cultivation.

"Where is my father and mother now, why didn't they explain everything to me, is there something wrong? What happened in the Xuanjing Gate, that Lu Cheng actually forcibly took away her daughter? Who is the employer behind the Changyang City robbery, and is he the same person as the mastermind behind the serial booby traps?"

One after another, incomprehensible questions lingered in his mind and filled his head......

His dream awakened, and his consciousness faded abruptly. He could feel that between his eyebrows had begun to produce a murmuring and soft dream energy, and the speed of generation had changed from slow to rapid, and the momentum of spreading was like a broken bamboo.

As the dream energy continued to be instilled in his body, his left, middle, and right veins suddenly became extremely unobstructed, and the pulsation accelerated, providing a steady stream of blessings to the dream energy flowing within him.

The bubbling dreams like a flood could continue to rush through the major wheels in his body from top to bottom, and finally all converged in the undersea wheels.

At this time, his submarine chakra had reached complete saturation, and this sense of fullness was unprecedented to him, as if a difficult girl had encountered a savage African man.

With a crisp "clang" sound from his Nabhi Chakra, he smiled slightly.

He shook his arms vigorously, stirring up the commotion around him. Seven or eight pillars of water suddenly rose in front of him, first the pillar pillar optimus, and then the waterfall descended from the sky. The beasts of the river were frightened and let out terrible wails. The flying phoenix hovering in the sky flapped its wings and chirped away.

The dream consciousness retreated, the divine consciousness awakened, he opened his eyes, and felt all kinds of excitement! Finally, he entered the second major dream cultivation realm, the Hanging Dream Realm!

Entering the Hanging Dream Realm means that the frequency of moves will increase a lot, and the power of the moves will also be greatly increased. At the same time, it will also be improved to a new level in terms of body method, not only the pace will be greatly accelerated, but even the time spent in the air will be greatly extended.

In the Hanging Dream Realm, you can also abolish the cultivation of the defeated generals under your hands, and you can strengthen your internal vision ability when you cultivate, as if your eyes can stare at the dream energy swimming in your body from beginning to end. Most importantly, the dream consciousness can be further strengthened, and it is easier to wake up in a non-dreaming state, and it also has a longer interweaving time with the consciousness.

In order to confirm the synergy of the theoretical suspense dream, he took a leap of the wind, spread his arms, and stepped onto the river, stepping on the flow of water, and quickly switching between his feet. In the blink of an eye, he had almost reached the other side of the river, and Ling Fengbu at this time was simply Ling Bo Weibu!

Seeing this, Geng Qiang leaned towards him and let out a pleasant roar, obviously celebrating his breakthrough in the Great Realm.

Brushing its mane, Yuan Hong jumped onto its back and rode it back to Yuan's mansion.

Back in the house, Qiu Xiang pestered herself again, shouting to play chess. Yuan Hong blamed her for wasting the fresh eggplant and stopped playing with her. As a result, Qiu Xiang was arrogant, and in desperation, Yuan Hong accompanied her to play three more rounds, all of which were quick kills.

It was only at this time that Qiu Xiang, the stinky chess basket, let him go and left in a huff......

After that, the chief housekeeper Ma Yun also came to the study to find him, and said with a smile: "I heard that the young master is going to Wuji Village to study Heng Mengshu, and the time to leave will definitely not be short, I don't know if the young master has anything special to explain." ”

Putting down the "Technique of Making Money", Yuan Hong stood up, wandered a few steps, suddenly turned to Ma Yun, and said unhurriedly: "First, we must take care of our home and ensure the absolute safety of my Yuan Mansion, if there are not enough people, you can recruit a few more warriors; ”

For every word Yuan Hong said, Ma Yun meticulously recorded it in the notebook.

After thinking about it, Yuan Hong then explained: "Also, if someone dares to openly go to the house to make trouble, you will go to Chen Cheng to solve it." Besides...... Well...... Oh, sell that companion of Gengqiang, lest you suffer the sin of loneliness. ”

Seeing that Yuan Hong had finished all his orders, Ma Yun nodded and said that everything would be done according to the explanation, so that he could rest assured. Closing the door of the study, Ma Yun exited the room.

Early the next morning, Yuan Hong rushed to the hiding place of the silver ticket with his empty baggage. After taking a closer look around to make sure that he was absolutely safe, he removed all the dirt and dead branches that had been hidden from the cellar, and then opened the small sack full of silver tickets, and took out bundles of silver tickets one by one, and stuffed them into the huge baggage.

Not daring to delay any longer, he immediately rushed back to the Yuan Mansion with his baggage.

He scattered the silver tickets among his bags, large and small, and tied them in advance, waiting for the carriage to be hauled.

Just when everything was ready, the butler of Pei Mansion brought four warriors and said that the strength of those four people was all one in a thousand, and they made a special trip to escort him to Wuji Village safely.

Glancing at the four people with blank faces and indifferent words, Yuan Hong shook hands with them one by one and expressed his gratitude.

In his opinion, the strength of these four people is all above Lu Bingbing, and it is relatively safe to be escorted by them.

Before leaving, he handed over the letter he had written the night before to Lao Mei, the housekeeper of Pei's mansion, and repeatedly told him that it must be handed over to Pei Zhao.