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In the middle of the room, Wang Yan sat up suddenly.

Subconsciously touched his neck, but there was no trace of injury.

But there was still a faint pain in the neck, as if an elephant had stepped on the neck.

The pain of crushing was so real that Wang Yan even felt faintly suffocated.

Turned over and got out of bed, poured a glass of water, and drank it in one gulp, which was a little relieved.

"Cave Realm...... The realm of the Sea of Harmony is completely one heaven and one underground......

He stood by the window, looking out of the window, which was still dark, and whispered to himself.

This is not the first time Wang Ember has faced monsters in the Cave Xuan Realm.

The first seat of the medicine peak is the late stage of the Dongxuan realm.

When Wang Yan faced the first seat of the medicine peak, there was not much room to fight back.

He originally thought that the first seat of the medicine peak was too strong, and he was too weak, so he had no room to fight back in front of the first seat of the medicine peak.

According to the information he had obtained from the memories of many zombies on the Medicine Peak, that Shang Yu was only in the early stage of the Cave Xuan Realm before his death.

It's just one realm higher than Elder Sun.

Although it is not easy to deal with the monster that Elder Sun has turned into, if you want to deal with that Shang Yu, it should not be much more difficult than Elder Sun.

But at this moment, Wang Yan already understood that he really underestimated the power of the Cave Xuan Realm.

Cave Xuan, Cave Xuan, Cave Xuan.

The reason why this realm is called Dongxuan is that it really has its own uniqueness.

"That power...... What is it?"

Wang Shen looked at the dark red glow that gradually appeared on the skyline outside the window, and his brows furrowed, thinking back to the strange power that bound him in his dream last night.

That power, Wang Yan experienced it when he faced several zombies in the Cave Realm.

That kind of power, like spiritual power, is even more powerful than spiritual power.

What's that, exactly?

"According to the fragments of memory I have obtained, after the Cave Realm, I will be practicing the power of divine consciousness...... I thought that the so-called power of divine consciousness was just another way of saying spiritual power......

Wang Yan's fingers tapped lightly on the window, and the dim light outside the window reflected his face on the glass: "Now it seems that the power of divine consciousness and the power of spiritual mind are two different things......

"That Shang Yu, I thought it would be a survivor in a dream world, but I didn't expect it to be a monster ......."

"However, why was that Shang Yu able to react to my words after he turned into a monster?"

"Is it because of the strength of this Shang Yu?"

As soon as this idea emerged, Wang Yan shook his head and vetoed: "No, if you want to talk about strength, the strength of the first seat of the medicine peak is above this Shang Emperor, it is not a matter of strength."

"Is it because this Shang Yu practice is unique? Or maybe he was lucky enough to avoid the destruction of the dream world in the first place?"

One thought after another was spinning in Wang Yan's mind.

"In that dream world...... Could there really be a living person......

The mixed thoughts turned a lot in Wang Yan's mind at this moment, and after a while, he put down the water glass in his hand, and at the same time pressed the complicated thoughts in his mind.

"After this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter that dream world for another five or six days......

sighed, but Wang Yan's face was not too regretful.

"However, this trip to death is not without gain......

Although he died in the dream world again, before he died, Wang Shen slashed the sword.

But the harvest is not small.

The sword intent in his body, which was like a golden ice cube across his sea of qi, was once again a little relieved, and was refined by Wang Yan!

"It's like breaking the ice in a boat......

This sword intent, which caused all the true qi in my sea of qi to collapse, was also disappearing little by little...... Lao Xia really didn't lie to me, the battle between life and death can truly hone kendo......

Feeling the progress of the sword intent being refined in his body, Wang Yan was a little unsatisfied: "It's just that this speed is too slow, at this speed, if you really want to restore the sea of qi and refine that sword intent, I'm afraid it won't be calculated at the speed of years......

"With this sword intent in my body, even my blood qi can't progress in the slightest...... Now I'm only the best of the sixth-level martial artists at most, and I don't have the strength to fight back in the face of a grandmaster-level martial artist......

"It's hard...... That's the price of using forbidden moves......

With a long sigh, seeing that the sky outside the window had gradually begun to brighten, Wang Yan simply dressed and went out and walked towards the holy lake.

When I went down to the Guansheng Lake, it was less than six o'clock.

In the distance, wisps of golden glow are like dragon scales emerging from the deep black sea, sprinkling a large area of luster from afar, reflecting in the Guansheng Lake, sparkling.

"Martial Saint's Will ......"

Walking to the Guansheng Lake and looking at the Guansheng Lake with the golden light faintly reflected, Wang Yan suddenly moved and began to punch.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Punch out, palm swing, flick leg!

Between one move and one style, accompanied by the crisp sound of breaking the wind, it sounded by the side of this Guansheng Lake.

It was already more than ten months, and in the slightly cold water, several waterfowl were startled by the crisp sound made by Wang Yan's martial arts, and flapped their wings and scrambled to escape.

Wang Yan was unmoved, and between the dancing of his body, one physical technique after another was being displayed by him.

That one is different.

For example, the D-level physical technique, the eagle claw grabs, and when it is shot, it should be fierce and domineering, like the eagle claw of gravel, and it is indomitable.

Another example is the B-level physical magic golden snake silk hand, which should have been feminine and treacherous, waiting for an opportunity to move like a snake, and it was unexpected.

However, at this moment, a door body technique was displayed in Wang Yan's hands.

There is only one feeling.

Fast!

Permit!

Vicious!

The palm finger is like a sword blade, and when it strikes, it tears through the air and makes a powerful sound.

Facing the morning glow that gradually surged into the sky, Wang Ember stood by the Guansheng Lake, and in the glow scattered by the water of the Guansheng Lake, Wang Ember was like a sharp blade standing against the sky.

Every move, the edge is revealed!

"Hoo ......"

After a long time, Wang Yan slowly regained his momentum, and there was a large amount of sweat on the top of his head. t.

The heart is beating like a drum, and it is slowly subsiding.

"Huh?"

He suddenly looked back.

On the long bridge behind her, a woman in a white dress was crossing the wooden bridge under her feet and walking towards Wang Yan step by step.

The woman was tall and slender, and her white dress outlined her graceful figure just right.

The appearance is even more amazingly delicate and atmospheric, which makes people feel a sense of brightness.

At this moment, striding over the Guansheng Lake, the white skirt swaying, like a blooming lotus, makes people feel reluctant to take their eyes off.

The half-light and half-dark morning glow sprinkled on her white dress, dividing between light and dark, and she was like a fairy coming out of the dawn.

The woman walked over and met Wang Yan's scrutinizing gaze with a smile on her face.

"You're a very talented martial artist."

The voice has an inexplicable magnetism, but it has a kind of softness, and at the same time it is mixed with a bit of charm. It feels very strange.

Coupled with her rather stunning appearance, I am afraid that just this sentence is enough to make many men fall.

It's just that Wang Yan just glanced at the woman in the white dress in front of him and ignored her.

Instead, look away and look at the face

In front of the golden sparkling view of the holy lake, take a deep breath.

The original fresh air is mixed with a few soft fragrances.

It's the scent of the woman in the white dress.

"This view of the air of the sacred lake...... It's been ruined......

Whispering to himself, Wang Yan turned around and was about to leave.

"My name is Dong Wenqing, and I am a teacher at school."

Seeing that Wang Yan was about to turn around and leave, a look of surprise appeared on the face of the woman in the white dress.

Hurriedly spoke softly.

Wang Yan's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned to look at the woman in the white dress.

Dong Wenqing ...... Dong Wenrui ...... He is not a fool, so he can naturally guess the relationship between the two.

"Dong Wenrui is your brother?"

He met Dong Wenqing's smiling face in front of him.

"Yes, Dong Wenrui is indeed my younger brother."

Dong Wenqing responded softly: "I know, you and Dong Wenrui had some conflicts some time ago, Dong Wenrui is more arrogant, and he has been spoiled by his family since he was a child, I came here this time to apologize to you on his behalf."

"No need, I don't have any grudges with Senior Dong Wenrui, it's just a temporary quarrel."

Wang Yan responded lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly: "If Teacher Dong has nothing else to do, then I will leave here."

After speaking, without waiting for Dong Wenqing to answer, he turned around and was about to leave.

"I heard that you chose that Xia Hongzhen as your mentor?"

It was still a soft voice, sounding behind him.

"What's going on?"

Wang Yan frowned.

Dong Wenqing's face was still smiling like a flower.

It's just that this time, Wang Yan read something unusual from Dong Wenqing's face.

"This doesn't bother Teacher Lao Dong."

Wang Yan didn't bother to guess what Dong Wenqing meant by asking such words.

Somewhat impatiently replied.

"Student Wang Yan, I came here just to tell you that not all the tutors of the First Military Martial University of Great Xia are suitable to be your mentors."

Dong Wenqing smiled, like a delicate doll with only a smile on its face.

Her voice was soft, and she turned and walked back the way she came, leaving only her soft, soft voice mixed with a little charm echoing in the air: "He can teach you, and there are people who can teach you. Classmate Wang Yan, if you don't understand anything in your cultivation, you can come to me, you don't have to look for Xia Hongzhen."

She left such a sentence with no clear meaning, and turned away.

Wang Yan looked at the back of Dong Wenqing leaving and fell into deep thought.

This Dong Wenqing came to him for no reason, just to say such a sentence?

Or is this Dong Wenqing here to test his forehead?

It's only been a short contact.

Although I don't know if this Dong Wenqing has seen his details.

But Wang Yan has already seen the details of this Eastern Wenqing.

This Dong Wenqing turned out to be a rare spiritual master!

I'm afraid that the strength has already reached level six, and it is close to level seven!

This is a terrifying figure that can be compared to a grandmaster-level martial artist!