Chapter Seventy-Three: The Secret Method of Dream Flowers
Time passed, and Hanguang never felt that the day had passed so quickly.
The noon heat has now begun to slowly subside, and I finally feel a little cool breath from the air.
But Hanguang felt that the cold air was cold and piercing, and he could now see the Qingyun Peak that went straight to the top of the clouds. But these distances are so far away. Because although Qingyun Peak can be seen, it is because Qingyun Peak is too high and too high.
Until now, the cold light had run wildly all the way to the periphery of the mountain range where Qingyun Peak was located.
The mountain range where Qingyun Peak is located, each mountain is thousands of zhang high. And Qingyun Peak is even higher than these mountain ranges by five hundred zhang.
I usually walk down the mountains, and although my strength is weak, I still don't think these mountains are high. After all, although Hanguang was a waste of wood in the past, he was still a cultivator no matter what. Slowly climbing and descending the mountain is indeed not a difficult task for cultivators.
The true qi of the cold light had finally recovered a little after being moistened by the medicine, but it was completely exhausted in the battle. The horse under his crotch was exhausted and died of foaming at the mouth. And Menghua's face was also a little pale, and she couldn't help the pressure along the way.
Now the cold light of mountaineering relies only on his slightly stronger body than ordinary people. Other than that, there is no other help.
How Hanguang wants to see a senior flying in the air now, as long as there is, willing to take Hanguang up the mountain, then he can be with Mengli forever......
However, even though the wrongs are beautiful, the reality is always cruel. He had climbed these mountains for hundreds of feet, but he had not seen a single person on this road, which was often passed by.
Hanguang was completely desperate now, and he didn't know what to do. Because if you just go up the mountain like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go up to Qingyun Peak the next day. Seeing that hope is coming back to me, but it is scattered with the wind, this pain, this bitterness, very astringent, very astringent......
"Hanguang, I think we've gone into a misunderstanding. If only we would take the time to take a break. If the true qi is restored, then it will be much easier for us to go up the mountain, and it is likely to get twice the result with half the effort. Menghua thought for a moment and said.
As soon as Hanguang heard this method, he ignored Menghua for a while, and immediately crossed his legs to recover his true qi.
Menghua smiled bitterly and shook her head, and after looking at Qingyun Peak, which seemed to be close in front of her, but it was really far away in the sky, she also sat down and began to recover her true qi.
This road is terrifyingly quiet. No one passed by this place. The cries of wild beasts, which could be heard occasionally, were gone.
Just when the true qi of the two people began to recover, five people in white suddenly appeared on the side of the road. True Qi cultivation is extremely high, and it is all forced by the peak of the Yin-Yang Mirror.
Hanguang secretly complained, just wanting to stand up and try his last best to resist. I saw Menghua suddenly stand up at such a moment, and an incomparable momentum emanated from her body.
This is a kind of momentum like swallowing the sky and fertile sun, and in an instant, Menghua's strength stepped into a broken situation. On the back of Yumeka's hand, I don't know when a cyan glowing rune appeared.
Menghua pulled out her sword, and suddenly the blue light shone, and these people in white were all frightened by Menghua's momentum. In the blink of an eye, he made the most correct choice - to escape.
But how could the current dream flower give these people in white such a chance?
Directly threw the sword in his hand, and the sword swept across the necks of the five people, and the blood spurting out of the arteries of the five people suddenly went straight into the sky......
"Looks like an opportunity, I'm going to go back quickly......," said a man dressed in dark green in the dark. In the blink of an eye, he was hidden in the woods again.
"Menghua, you...... How can you be so strong?" Hanguang asked in surprise.
Menghua struggled to pick up the sword, stuck it in her waist, and walked behind Hanguang before panting and saying, "Quick, stop talking." Hurry up and get the real gas ......"
Hanguang didn't dare to disobey, so he immediately began to recover his true qi. Suddenly, Han Guang only felt that his back was very cool, and the rich true qi was injected into his body.
These true qi are different from the true qi that other people have, this kind of true qi is very pure, and it can be used by cultivators directly after being given attributes without the purification of the dantian.
It was just an instant that Han Guang felt that his dantian had been filled with this rich true qi, and the weight behind his back was a heavy ......
Hanguang hurriedly got up and helped Menghua up, only to hear Menghua's voice say weakly: "I used a secret method to urge with life force." Hurry up. Leave me, these true qi are enough for you!" Menghua felt disgusting after speaking, why did she want to say this secret method to consume her vitality......
"No, I won't leave you. Thank you, Menghua!" Hanguang shook his head and said softly.
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It was getting late, and tens of thousands of people had already hastily finished eating the meals prepared by the Han family, and began to watch the final competition of the first stage of the competition.
The rest of these people are basically strong people in the Yin and Yang Realm, and these people, in the early stage, are all powerful existences who can win ten games in a row. But most of these people are well-organized, self-contained, and only compete with powerful opponents in the end.
This kind of high-intensity duel is no longer something that ordinary people can intervene in. Therefore, there is no previous chaotic scene, and these sons and gentlemen all have to pretend to be talented and humble gentlemen. So there was no sneak attack at all, and even before the start of the fight, the two sides had to exchange names and greetings before the fight began......
Finally, no one in the ring went up. The most tragic thing is that the son of the Leng family won nine games in a row after going up, but there was really no one to fight him for the tenth time. And some people who are very weak and have not played are also happy to see the embarrassment of this son of the Leng family......
It was almost completely dark, but the ring was brightly lit. The banquet has been prepared in advance, on the ring, because Hanguang has not returned, because Han Mengli has not yet designated the person he likes. So the final stage of the competition began.
Eighteen people stood on the stage, each with their own temperament. Everyone takes it out, and the cultivation talent is enough to make a name for themselves.
But Han Fengxu looked at these eighteen people, but he shook his head.
This time the competition to recruit relatives, I don't know what the situation is, among the people who came, the highest is the middle level of the Yin and Yang Realm, although his daughter has finally broken through to this realm now, but he still feels that the strength and talent of these people who are much older than his daughter are too weak.