Hong Yuan didn't stay in the Ji family all day long, but only in Luoying City.

Teaching Hua Menghuang doesn't take too much effort, and occasionally, he will go out to explore the scenery and people of southern Xinjiang.

this day.

The sun is warm and the warm breeze is blowing.

Hong Yuan waved goodbye to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hua Menghuang.

Under their gaze, the sword light moved, and Hong Yuan immediately turned into a sword rainbow and dissipated into the Mingming sky.

The flight speed is really towards the cangwu, and the twilight reaches the North Sea, which is quite a bit of a chic sword fairy.

"Whew..."

The cold wind cut through quickly.

Hong Yuan's figure was fleeting, as fast as a meteor.

It didn't take long for Hong Yuan to leave the Ji family's territory.

Slowly, he began to relax his speed, and he was very comfortable.

It didn't take long for him to arrive at a cottage and pause for a short time.

This cottage is called "Qinghe Mountain", and there are three major families of "Xiong", "Bai" and "Guyue".

And the reason why Hong Yuan stopped is precisely because of this.

"Qinghe Mountain, the three surnames of Xiong, Bai and Gu Yue."

"Hehe, I don't know if this Guyue clan has a surname or not."

Hong Yuan's eyes were deep.

A blue light flashed from the Tianhe Sword and flashed across Hong Yuan's body.

Soon, Hong Yuan's figure began to change, from a sword immortal who had attained the Dao to a blue-robed gentleman who taught and educated people.

"I look like this, even if I am discovered, I don't think it will attract much attention from the people here."

After looking at his outfit, Hong Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he walked along the bluestone avenue towards the Guyue clan.

At this time, the Guyue clan is holding a youth competition within the clan, and the door is wide open, welcoming the warriors of the surrounding cottages to come and watch.

"Long Gui and Long Ju are siblings, but I didn't expect their qualifications to be so outrageously different!"

"Yes, my younger brother is a first-class qualification in a million, but my brother is only a first-class qualification, which is really exaggerated."

"Tsk, I heard that the patriarch intends to accept the dragon moment as a disciple and cultivate it with the treatment of a young patriarch, which is really enviable......"

The Guyue clan performed martial arts.

Many visitors talked about it, and the main topic was still focused on the Long family brothers.

In the corner, Long Gui clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Dragon Rules, Dragon Rules?"

Hong Yuan thought softly, narrowing his eyes and staring at the dragon rules in the corner.

couldn't help but open the magic power of Yundao.

The next moment, Long Gui's luck appeared in Hong Yuan's eyes:

The miserable gray luck symbolizes that even if he achieves a martial artist, he is afraid that he is only a low-level martial artist, and his future future will not exceed the fourth order.

But in the midst of this, there is a little bit of black water pressure at the bottom of the tank.

"Black is not black, white is not white, is it possible, this is his opportunity to transfer?" Hong Yuan was thoughtful.

After a while, Hong Yuan's ten fingers moved lightly, and suddenly, an almost invisible soul Jiao floated out from the Tianhe Sword and went straight to Long Gui.

Just when the soul Jiao invaded Long Gui's body, Long Gui was stunned in his heart, and he reluctantly raised his head and looked around.

However, Hong Yuan's soul path attainments are rare in the realm of great masters in the world.

It's just the dragon rules of the body of a first-order martial artist, how can he resist Hong Yuan's moves.

After a while, the soul Jiao climbed onto Long Gui's body and lurked towards Long Gui's mind.

"Not an extraterrestrial demon."

"Hehe, I'm really worried about it."

"How could he be the seeker of the Zeutical sect that I seek? I think too much! ”

Hong Yuan smiled with relief.

But he didn't completely retract the Soul Jiao, but let the Soul Jiao put a trace of imprint on Long Gui's body, so that Hong Yuan could effectively track Long Gui's traces.

"When..."

"Dangdang..."

In the ring, the referee struck the gong and announced the opponent for the next match.

"Dragon rules, dragon rules, come forward to duel!"

A pair of teenagers who look similar to each other, but have completely different temperaments, appear.

One, wearing a gorgeous warrior costume, is full of spirit.

First, he was dressed plainly, and his face was unwilling.

"Moonlight Gu!"

Long Gui came up and used his strongest means, and a moonlight blade as cool as water swayed out in his hand, killing towards Long Ju.

"My stupid brother, your intelligence was revealed too soon." The younger brother Long Ju sneered disdainfully.

I saw him jump backwards and easily dodge this move.

If you look closely, you can see that there are a pair of flea Gu on his feet!

"I have heard that the method of Gu masters is prevalent in southern Xinjiang, and it is indeed so." Hong Yuan, who was watching from the sidelines, nodded, "But Long Gui is going to be defeated." ”

Sure enough.

The younger brother Long Ju, who had an all-round advantage in Gu worms, intelligence, and qualifications, was just a sprint straight punch, and he suddenly beat Long Gui to bend down, embarrassed.

In the cheers of the audience, Long Ju enjoyed thousands of glory. And Long Gui is as down-and-out as a wild dog, depressed.

Looking at the lost and depressed Long Gui, Hong Yuan thought of himself.

If he hadn't awakened the Xuanshui Snake clone at the beginning, even with the blessing of the proficiency panel, I am afraid that it would be difficult for him to become a saint, let alone pursue the path of eternal life.

However, because of the appearance of the dragon rules, Hong Yuan suddenly remembered the school of the Celestial Dao, and remembered the legendary supernatural power on the Celestial Dao - the rebirth of the years.

Regarding the cultivation on the path of heaven, Hong Yuan suddenly became much more concerned.

In any case, the long river of time where his Hongyuan is located must be solidified and become a forbidden land.

This is an area that can't be touched!

……

The days of travel are short, but the days of teaching are long.

Soon, Hong Yuan returned to the Ji family.

Because of the Dragon Yang Festival, it is coming!

The Longyang Festival is a festival set up to commemorate the Emperor Longyang, just like the Spring Festival of the past of Hongyuan.

Every year, this festival is quite celebrated and quite lively.

Ji family.

Butterfly Garden.

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint in his boudoir is dressing up in disguise in front of the mirror at the moment, wearing a yellow flower.

On the side, Hua Menghuang, who was pink and jade, stared at the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, his mouth slightly open, and his face was shocked.

"Good, so beautiful..."

Hua Menghuang thought that she had long been immune to the beauty of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, but after the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint put on her skirt, combed her hair, and other things, she would still be moved by the beauty of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

"The woman is the one who pleases herself, is the master going to dress up for the second master?"

Hua Menghuang looked at the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint who was humming a little song, and thought of this sentence in his heart for some reason.

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint is a tall and beautiful and good-looking Gao Leng Royal Sister, and after dressing up, it is even more beautiful and moving, and it is impossible to make things, as if a fairy descended to earth.

Hua Menghuang looked at the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint in shock.

"Menghuang, what's wrong?" The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint asked.

"Master, you, you are so beautiful~" Hua Menghuang praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Hee-hee, thank you, you're looking good today." The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint put away his stern expression from the past and replied with a smile at Hua Menghuang.

This smile really added a lot of color to the boudoir, and it can be called a smile looking back, and the six palaces have no color.

In the Butterfly Garden.

Hong Yuan was sitting on the long pavilion, waiting for the arrival of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hua Menghuang.

However, he was not idle, with the help of the Soul Jiao Mark, he could roughly observe what happened to Long Gui.

Long Gui's life is very difficult now, he can't get good among the Guyue clan, and he has been repeatedly sent to carry out dangerous missions and has gone through hardships. He planned to leave Qinghe Mountain and follow the caravan to the outside.

After a while, Hong Yuan's ears moved slightly.

He looked up and his eyes lit up.

I saw the well-dressed Butterfly Sword Martial Saint holding Hua Menghuang in his hand, and he came out with thousands of manners, which made people star.

Bang bang...

Bang bang bang ...

Hong Yuan's heart beat uncontrollably for a few moments, and his heart pounded.

"Ah Qing, Ah Qing?"

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint saw that Hong Yuan was distracted, as if she was shocked by herself, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, slightly proud.

"Li Min, you are so good-looking today." Hong Yuan said seriously.

And this also made the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint even more happy, but she didn't show it on her face and snorted lightly.

"Let's go, let's go to Sakura Castle."

……

Longyang Festival.

Hong Yuan and his party of three walked around the cherry blossom city, admired the flowers and lanterns, and dismantled the word puzzles.

Whenever they appear in the crowd, they cause a burst of screams, causing chaos in the field.

As a last resort, Hong Yuan and the others had no choice but to break away from the public, hide their figures, and silently enjoy the lively atmosphere.

Now.

They came to the riverside of the Sakura River.

Flowers bloom here and are fragrant.

"Stomp..."

The sound of footsteps gradually increased.

Hua Menghuang's left hand was held by Hong Yuan, and his right hand was held by the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

The three of them were like a family of three, strolling around and talking about their feelings.

"Master, can I look as good as you when I grow up?"

"Of course Menghuang can."

"Hey, hey... The second master, when I grow up, can I meet someone as beautiful as you when I grow up? ”

Hua Menghuang raised her head innocently, her eyes full of expectation.

Someone as wonderful as I am...... Hong Yuan was ashamed in his heart, where was he beautiful? He's a vile and shameless fellow!

But although he thought so in his heart, Hong Yuan's face was still extremely sure: "Yes, it will be!" ”

"Yay!" Flowers are full of joy.

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint on the side glanced at Hong Yuan, his watery eyes were full of softness.

At this glance, Hong Yuan felt it!

His heart once again set off a ripple, quite unsettled.

Just a moment later, it was calm again.

Seeing that Hong Yuan didn't speak, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint frowned slightly, it was really pitiful for me.

The atmosphere in the field was a little cold, but fortunately there was Hua Menghuang chattering and asking, otherwise the atmosphere would be a little embarrassing.

……

It's approaching dusk.

In the sky, bursts of fireworks began to explode.

Under the bright fireworks, Hong Yuan and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint unknowingly walked back to Luoying City.

Suddenly, Hua Menghuang pulled Hong Yuan's big hand hard and motioned for Hong Yuan to look at the corner of the city gate.

In the corner of the city gate, an old woman in ragged clothes and vegetables tremblingly raised a flower basket and shouted weakly for the flower business.

"Master Fu Second Master, can I use the copper money you gave me to buy flowers?" Hua Menghuang said nervously.

Looking at this grandmother, Hua Menghuang recalled his first family member and recalled the difficult days when he was a child.

Although it was difficult and difficult, she lived a happy life.

"Absolutely."

"Well, go ahead."

Hong Yuan and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint let go of their hands at the same time, and they had a very tacit understanding.

After Hua Menghuang thanked him, he hurriedly trotted, holding his small wallet, to buy flowers.

After Hua Menghuang disappeared for a short time, the atmosphere between Hong Yuan and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was a little wrong.

Just a moment later, both of them looked ahead, puzzled by the visitor.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, madam, thank you for your great kindness, and wish you a hundred years of happiness and happiness."

The old grandmother was very grateful to Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

Hua Menghuang on the side appropriately handed flowers to Hong Yuan, which can be said to be very sensible.

"Young and resourceful, the big dream seed is really smart and extraordinary..."Seeing this, Hong Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He took the flowers, and then offered them to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint: "This is the child's thoughts, what do you think?" ”

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint took it with a smile: "Well, thank you and Menghuang." ”

When the grandmother left, Hua Menghuang was sleepy at the right time.

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint waved his long sleeves lightly, and after a while, Hua Menghuang entered the Butterfly Sword Palace in the Butterfly Sword Blessed Land.

In the field, Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint were once again left.

Quiet.

Be quiet.

After a moment of silence, Hong Yuan took the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere and launched an invitation: "Li Min, let's go on a flower cruise, shall we?" ”

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint smiled.

……

On the Luoying River, where there are many flower boats, a mysterious small flower boat has been added unconsciously.

The Luoying River flows eastward into the sea and rushes down.

Along the river, this small flower boat flows slowly.

At this time, Hong Yuan and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint sat across the table, talking and talking.

If outsiders look at it, anyone has to call it a talented woman.

It's just that the little flower boat is so hidden that you can't notice it at all.

Hong Yuan lowered his head, plucked the guqin on the table, and said softly: "These days, in the process of teaching Menghuang, I myself have also understood the way of the sword. ”

The next moment, the Tianhe Sword on his waist rose in the air, and the water waves appeared, first transforming into a small water Jiao.

The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint felt the extremely strong sword intent on this little water dragon, and his eyes lit up.

She also put her hand on the table, pressed the strings, echoed the sound of the piano, and said, "You are the 'Water Dragon Yin' supernatural power, right?" I also have some insights on 'Fire Phoenix Song'! ”

The butterfly sword martial saint green silk danced lightly, and the white clothes fluttered, like a fairy in the dust.

The colorful butterfly sword on her waist rose faintly, and the fire flashed out, transforming into a fire butterfly.

"Jingle Bell..."

"Jingle Bell..."

Hong Yuan and Butterfly Sword Martial Saint Qin Se chords and played a piece of music together.

In this process, the qi of the two of them interacted with each other, and showed each other their kendo experience unabashedly.

Half an hour later.

The field was shocked.

The water Jiao transformed into a small water dragon.

The fire butterflies flew and turned into a small fire phoenix.

Jiaohua dragon, butterfly phoenix, water dragon fire phoenix, dragon and phoenix together!

"What is this?" The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was a little shocked, and his starry eyes were full of brilliance.

"I can feel that my understanding of kendo is rising." Hong Yuan's eyes were calm.

It's just that the next moment, he is no longer calm, and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint is also looking at him with disgust.

Sword cultivation pays attention to a sword in the person, and almost half of the cultivation is pinned on the sword cultivated.

To some extent, the Tianhe Sword can represent his Hongyuan, and the Colorful Butterfly Sword can represent the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

And when the two of them unreservedly explained their understanding of the way of the sword to each other, these two holy weapon swords were really equivalent to the existence of them!

I saw that between the hovering and dancing water dragons, fire and phoenixes, there was a sudden white light, and the two holy weapon swords were combined in a strange way, blending water and fire.

"Ahh

"Hmph..."Even with Hongyuan's tens of thousands of years of experience, he almost couldn't control it.

This impact came too suddenly, and what the two holy weapon swords had experienced made them feel the same way, and there was no difference between them and their real bodies.

"What the hell is going on......" Not far away, the watery eyes of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint stared directly at Hong Yuan, quite aggrieved.

For her, who was tall and arrogant, what was happening now was too strange and terrifying, and it was no different from what she was going through.

She even wondered if Hong Yuan did it on purpose!?

Now, the two of them stood opposite each other, staring at the void together, their expressions were all weird, looking at the entangled water dragon and fire phoenix, and they were also trembling.

【Kendo +1000】

【Kendo +1000】

【……】

Hong Yuan looked at the fast-jumping data record table on the proficiency panel, and there was a faint guess in his heart.

"Ahh

Her starry eyes are colorful, the green silk is scattered, the snow-white neck is like a swan's neck, the body is slender and well-proportioned, the curves are undulating, extremely perfect, the carcass 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 extremely pleasant refreshment.

"Li, Limin, if I'm not mistaken, 'Water Dragon Yin' and 'Fire Phoenix Song' are special cultivation methods, haven't you noticed that our kendo attainments have improved?"

Hong Yuan said in a calm tone.

Hearing this, the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint rose red on his smooth and white body.

She wanted to scold Hong Yuan and let the matter end quickly, but the impact of the surging worship made her thoughts a little disconnected, and she could only look at Hong Yuan with resentment.

"You must have done it on purpose, didn't you!?"

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense..."

"You just did it on purpose, you are, you are, ah-"

Listening to the irrepressible exclamation of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hong Yuan didn't say anything more, he sat down steadily.

And this made the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint bite his lower lip.

A world of thoughts that only Hong Yuan and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint can feel:

This is a blood-pumping scene, the two of them seem to be outsiders, and they are like experiencers, which is extremely weird.

"No, it's all fake." The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint closed her eyes weakly and shouted, her whole body was soft and her body was pink.

"There is no woman in my heart, draw my sword and be a god of nature." Hong Yuan was also muttering to himself.

When the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint heard Hong Yuan's words, his hair was full of green silk, and a pair of starry eyes suddenly opened, glaring at Hong Yuan viciously.

Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts, how can there be such shameless people?

Moreover, are you embarrassed to say such a thing after you have taken advantage of a big man?

……

A month later.

Hua Menghuang finally couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, and asked the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint: "Master Master, what about the second master?" ”

"Dead, don't look for him in the future." The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said coldly.

"What!?" Hua Menghuang looked confused.

And Hong Yuan, naturally, was not killed by the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

At this time, he bid farewell to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and rushed towards Daolin Mountain.

Because of the power of the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Proud Martial Saints of the Five Great Palaces were given the permission to explore the dream realm of the Mysterious Emperor!