In the cold winter season, the silver tree hangs frost, and the sky is full of wind and snow.

The weather was extremely bad, and it was so cold that it was difficult for the crowds in Sakura Castle to go out.

And Hua Menghuang is also a moment of rest after a long absence.

She was wearing a mink fox hat, a brocade robe, and a cute appearance of a pink doll, and she couldn't feel a trace of cold at all.

Compared with the last cold winter, her living treatment has improved a lot, and it is simply a earth-shaking situation.

In the warm cabin, Hua Menghuang sat on a carved wooden chair, crossed his two little feet, and shook his head and read a book:

"The saints are also knowledge, and the people are also knowledge..."

"A man must grind things to be able to stand; Only then can we be still and moving..."

The sound of reading aloud came from her mouth, which was very crisp and open.

Even if the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint gave her a holiday after a long absence, she did not relax herself, but had stricter requirements for herself.

Outside the cabin.

As soon as the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint arrived, he heard Hua Menghuang's sound of reading.

After pausing outside the door for a moment, a satisfied smile appeared on the delicate face of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint:

"Menghuang is not doing it for me, but she really knows her weak situation, she is from her heart!"

Thinking of this, she gently pushed open the wooden door and walked inside.

"Master!"

Hua Menghuang hurriedly put down the book and respectfully saluted the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, and the pink fox hat trembled.

"Hehe, Menghuang is really diligent." The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint gently stroked Hua Menghuang's little head and pulled her back to the carved wooden chair.

"However, your identity is one of the nine Great Dream Seeds, not only do you have to compete with the other eight Great Dream Seeds, but you also have to fight against the sinful Demon Clan Xuanguang Bridge, and it's good to work hard."

"Well, the kid knows."

Hua Menghuang replied crisply, her expression serious, like a little adult.

After these days of Heavenly Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's teaching, Hua Menghuang also knew what he was shouldering.

But not only did she not feel scared, but she even felt that it was all normal.

If the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was kind to her for no reason, then she would feel extremely frightened.

After all, in the past, she was just an orphan like a weed......

It's good now, she is also very grateful to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, and regards the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint as her mother!

"I believe in you." The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint gently took Hua Menghuang's little hand and flew out with her, "The second master I invited for you, that figure like a Confucian Sword Immortal, is already coming..."

"Really?" Hua Menghuang raised her head suddenly, her eyes shining.

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's eyebrows were crooked, and he nodded slightly.

And this also made Hua Menghuang even more excited.

These days, under the influence of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hua Menghuang also has a certain understanding of Hong Yuan.

The more he understood, the more Hua Menghuang felt that Hong Yuan was powerful, like a fairy.

How happy it would be to be able to let the first-class characters of the gods teach themselves?

……

The wind and snow were violent, the cold wind was biting, and the snow was all over the sky.

Heaven and earth are connected, and a white expanse makes people's vision foggy.

The trees withered, the mountains were clothed in white, and everything seemed so solemn and cold.

"Whew..."

"Whew..."

As soon as the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hua Menghuang came to Linxi Mountain, they encountered a violent snow wind.

Feeling such a terrifying heaven and earth disaster up close, Hua Menghuang's heart trembled, and his little hands were cold.

"Menghuang, don't be afraid." The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint lightly held Hua Menghuang's small hand, "Sometimes, taking advantage of the situation is also your power." ”

A heavy flame ignited in the air from the front of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, sweeping all around, forming a red protective shield, in which there were many beautiful shadows of butterflies.

Hua Menghuang stared blankly at the blizzard wind hitting them, and then watched the blizzard wind gradually dissipate under the red protective cover.

In the process, her eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Is this the power that I can have in the future?"

Hua Menghuang said in surprise in his heart, and couldn't help but look up at his master, the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

But he saw the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint looking ahead, and his delicate face was full of tenderness.

"Today's master is suddenly good-looking, a little better than before. Master, this is, light on heavy makeup..."Hua Menghuang suddenly thought of this for some reason.

She followed the line of sight of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and looked ahead, and was immediately shocked.

Because ahead, there is an even more violent and violent hurricane!

The clouds were thick, the snow was falling, the earth was cracked, and there was a whining and wailing in the field, which made people panic.

In this extremely harsh environment, a figure in green clothes, from the violent hurricane, slowly walked out, as if stepping on the snow to find plums!

He was long and thin, with a handsome countenance, and his eyes were as silent as a deep pool.

At this moment, he was wearing a green robe, standing with one hand, exuding an elegant and indifferent atmosphere, and the wind stopped between walking.

"Limin, I'm here." Hong Yuan smiled gently, "This kid is Menghuang, right?" What a lovely kid. ”

Hong Yuan bent down and looked at Hua Menghuang at eye level.

He reached out and gently stroked Hua Menghuang's pink fox hat.

"Hee-hee, A-Qing, you're finally here." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint Ying Ying smiled, "Menghuang, this is your second master, isn't it like a Confucian Sword Immortal?" Like it or not? ”

Hua Menghuang nodded sluggishly.

At this moment, she is still silent in Hong Yuan's otherworldly appearance.

Awesome, awesome. She has never seen such a powerful person since she was a child!

"Is he my second master? Hehe, really gentle as a Confucian sword fairy, I think I can learn more knowledge..."

Hua Menghuang's eyes suddenly became brighter, as bright as stars.

On the side, Hong Yuan caught a glimpse of Hua Menghuang, who was still a child, welcoming his arrival, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Because such an impressive way of appearing at a glance is exactly what he deliberately did.

Dealing with a Great Dream Seed, especially the third one, who has a great possibility of achieving the Mandate of Heaven of the Human Race and the position of the Great Dream Emperor, he Hongyuan can't overdo it.

Even if Hua Menghuang is only a ten-year-old child at this moment!

……

A quaint palace.

At this moment, under the teaching of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hua Menghuang respectfully kowtowed to Hong Yuan, offered tea, and bowed to his teacher.

"The second master is above, please accept the gift of the disciple Menghuang."

"Hmm."

Hong Yuan nodded kindly, took the teacup, took a sip, and placed it above the carved wooden table.

"Get up, Menghuang, from now on, you will be my eldest disciple."

"This is my apprenticeship gift to you, do you like it or not?"

Hong Yuan took out a sixth-order Sword Yuan Flower from the Tianhe Blessed Land in his body.

This sword yuan flower is not ordinary, it is an extremely rare cultivation miracle plant.

Although it cannot be taken directly, it can be placed in the room and feel the fragrance of the flowers, which can make you feel close to kendo.

Over time, the results of this improvement are amazing!

"Master."

Hua Menghuang was at a loss, she looked at the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and asked for help.

And after the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint saw Hong Yuan's head, she was silent for a moment, then nodded and let Hua Menghuang accept it.

"Thank you, Second Master." Hua Menghuang thanked him seriously.

In a world that Hua Menghuang didn't notice, Hong Yuan was communicating with the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint in secret language.

"Ah Qing, this is too precious, Menghuang has not yet entered the path of cultivation, and she can't use it..."

"Li Min, since we have decided to train Menghuang to fight against Xuanguang Bridge, it is necessary for her to win at the starting line!"

"Xuanguang Bridge, alas, too. That Xuanguang Bridge is too terrifying, we really can't wait until Menghuang opens her mind before starting to guide her to practice. ”

"Yes Limin, you're right."

“……”

Hong Yuan smiled with satisfaction.

He resisted his desire to urgently go to the dream realm of the mysterious emperor on Daolin Mountain, and stayed at the Ji family for the time being.

Together with the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, he began to seriously teach Hua Menghuang's martial arts foundation and many knowledge, in the hope of leaving a qualified impression on the heart of this great dream seed.

It is best to single-handedly cultivate Hua Menghuang as a human race, and guide this child's mind into what he wants.

"Mental Training!?"

"The Terran Mandate is a projection of my will—"

Thinking about it for a while, Hong Yuan felt extremely excited.

He is like devouring the ginseng fruit, and the pores all over his body are stretching, which is very refreshing!

……

……

The spring breeze blows, and the willows flutter.

"The heart must be fixed, and the spirit must be condensed."

"The sword moves at will, and the mind moves with great energy."

"It's like a cold lake suddenly breaking the ice, and it's like a thunderstorm in the middle of the night."

In an open martial arts training ground, Hong Yuan explained the true transmission of kendo, while Hua Menghuang followed Hong Yuan to perform basic swordsmanship one by one.

An hour later.

Hua Menghuang began to be distracted, and his attention was no longer concentrated.

The next moment, Hong Yuan said in a serious voice: "Be serious, don't be distracted!" ”

Behind him, Hua Menghuang's body, who was wearing a white practice uniform, shook and hurriedly withdrew his gaze from the beautiful butterflies flying on the poplar trees.

Hua Menghuang restrained his mind, followed Hong Yuan's footsteps one move at a time, and polished his martial arts foundation.

"Is this what the Big Dream Seed qualifies? It's really terrifying, if she becomes the Terran Destiny, presumably with the blessing of great luck, she will become more powerful. ”

Hong Yuan didn't show it on his face, but he was admiring in his heart.

There are five realms in the practice of kendo, which are sword gang, sword qi, sword light, sword intent, and sword momentum.

These five realms are not strong or weak, but the direction of cultivation is also different.

In the past few months, Hong Yuan has witnessed Hua Menghuang starting from scratch, and he has been involved in the five realms of swordsmanship, and his attainments are good.

You must know that Hua Menghuang hasn't opened her mind yet, but now she has the strength to be able to fight against second-order martial artists a little, which is really terrifying!

Suddenly, Hong Yuan frowned and put away the long sword in his hand.

He turned around and stared at Hua Menghuang with an expressionless face.

Hua Menghuang's gaze quickly withdrew from the butterfly next to her, she helplessly put away her long sword, straightened her body, and stared at her toes silently.

"Your heart is in turmoil again."

"Take the punishment yourself..."

Hong Yuan said indifferently.

Hua Menghuang obediently said "oh", left the martial arts training ground dejectedly, and walked towards the riverside stream.

On the riverside stream, there is a large array, which was built by Hong Yuan and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, specially used to sharpen Hua Menghuang's heart.

An hour later.

Hua Menghuang walked up from the riverside stream with difficulty and returned to Hong Yuan's side.

Hong Yuan didn't say anything, continued to mention the Tianhe Sword, practiced the basic swordsmanship again, and helped Hua Menghuang lay the foundation with his grandmaster-level kendo attainments.

Hohoo.

Ho ho ho

The sword wind started, and the figures of one large and one small were almost synchronized, and they were extremely coordinated.

This time, no matter how much the flowers and butterflies next to him danced, it was confusing, and Hua Menghuang was unmoved, and followed Hong Yuan to practice the sword wholeheartedly.

"Well, I didn't expect Menghuang to break through this harassment so quickly, not bad."

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was satisfied, and led away the flowers and butterflies unhurriedly.

That's right, this sudden external harassment was brought by her!

……

Spring is beautiful, and the mountains are green.

Flowers bloom all over the sky, and everything revives under the call of spring.

"Menghuang, just relax yourself today, your recent performance has been very good."

Hong Yuan smiled and bent down and scraped the nose of the cute girl in front of him.

A paper kite shaped like a phoenix feather butterfly was taken out by him and handed it to Hua Menghuang.

"Thank you, Second Master!"

Hua Menghuang was overjoyed and took over the phoenix feather butterfly paper kite from Hong Yuan's hand.

No matter how determined she is and how calm her heart is, she is still a little girl after all.

She understands that today's life is already more beautiful than she could have imagined in the past, but occasionally she will envy the freedom of those young ladies of the Ji family.

Right now, because of her academic success, Hong Yuan gave her time to play, and she suddenly felt that Hong Yuan was very good.

"Hee-hee..."

Hua Menghuang swayed the phoenix feather butterfly paper kite, running everywhere on the grass, and the bell-like laughter sounded in the end, which was extremely crisp and pleasant.

I don't know when, the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint quietly came to Hong Yuan's side.

She stood side by side with Hong Yuan, observing the happy play and releasing the flowers of nature.

"Ah Qing, am I too strict with Menghuang. It's been a long time since I've seen such a happy smile on Menghuang's face. The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said with some self-reproach.

Hong Yuan didn't answer her immediately, but looked down at the eyes of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint:

"Li Min, you're doing the right thing, you just care too much about Menghuang. Not only is the Xuanguang Bridge terrifying, but even the battle for the Mandate of Heaven is extremely cruel. ”

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hong Yuan looked at each other for a moment, couldn't help but look away, and nodded slightly.

Soon after, Hua Menghuang got tired of putting paper kites.

Hong Yuan took out two net pockets for catching butterflies, handed them to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, and said softly: "Li Min, go ahead, play with Menghuang, then she will understand your hard work." ”

"Hmm!" The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint took the two net pockets.

At the moment when she left, she suddenly thanked Hong Yuan: "Thank you, Ah Qing." ”

The expression on Hong Yuan's face was still kind, and he looked at them gently.

But in his heart, a little wave swelled, and then quickly fell silent.

Bo Qing? Fickle!

Everything at the moment is just a corner of his Hongyuan layout after all.

If you can, let this short-lived beauty become a dream worth remembering for everyone...

……

The road is in the mountains.

The Dream of the Mysterious Emperor.

Just when Hong Yuan was in Hua Menghuang, the strategy of the Terran side for the dream of the Mysterious Emperor was also in full swing.

On this day, a calm figure broke out of the dream.

This figure is the Emperor of Longyang-the Holy of the East!

It's just that the current state of the Eastern Saint is not very good, because his temples have turned white.

"Emperor, your Shouyuan..."The Great Sage Mou Liang looked at the Dongzhi Sage with a slightly old face in shock, especially staring at the Dongzhi Sage's white-haired temples.

Even the eyes of the Nantian Sacrifice Wine of the Southern Xinjiang Academy Palace showed a trace of sadness, and he couldn't help but sigh: "I'm incompetent, dragging down the emperor." ”

The hearts of the other Heavenly Palace members were also very uncomfortable.

If it weren't for the slow progress of their strategy, there would be no need for the Emperor Zidong to go out anyway.

"Haha." The Eastern Saint laughed heroically, and the hearty laughter suddenly rushed away the pessimism in the hearts of all the Heavenly Palace members.

Just listen to him say:

"You've done well enough, I'm being too demanding."

"Not only do I want my clan's destiny to be born as soon as possible, but I also want to pinch the Xuanguang Bridge of the demon clan as soon as possible."

"How can you not pay a big price for such a large number of requests? But this time, I gained a lot! ”

The Eastern Supreme Saint slowly took out three brand-new jade slips from under the cuffs of his Xuanjin robe.

Here, the harvest of his dream journey is fully recorded.

A Dream Dao cultivation method that goes straight to the fourth order!

Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as there is the first more advanced dream path inheritance, the Eastern Supreme Sage has the confidence to rely on the heritage of the Terran Heavenly Palace to derive the dream path inheritance of the fifth-order, or even the sixth-order sage!

How could this not make him happy?

When the Eastern Supreme Saint informed the members of the Heavenly Palace of his harvest, everyone cheered up.

"The emperor is really fierce, and he has a lot of gains as soon as he makes a move."

"Breaking through to the sixth dream realm, this is also too powerful, greatly exceeding our strategy progress."

"In this way, our previous defeat in the Endless Sea is nothing. The general trend of heaven and earth is still in the hands of our clan! ”

"That's right, no matter how good the Xuanguang Bridge is, he can only be reduced to a stepping stone for our clan's Great Dream Emperor after all. I will wait and make persistent efforts to wash away the shame of the past!! ”

“……”

Listening to everyone's energetic words, the heart of the East Holy Heart was bitter but sweet.

Because of his longevity, it was directly reduced by more than a thousand years.

This is because he is a cultivator of the Heavenly Dao and has the bloodline of the Longyang Emperor, otherwise he would really die in this mysterious emperor's dream!

"Huh, it's all worth it, it's all for the sake of the Terran inheritance!" The eyes of the Eastern Supreme Holy are resolute and scorching.

Death, he was never afraid.

He was only afraid of himself, and he would die worthless.

The Emperor of Longyang is a lineage, a person who retreats from fear of death!