Although it is not the personal inheritance of the academy master, Xia Hao, as a key cultivation student of the Martial Palace Academy, also has many conveniences and privileges in the enjoyment of cultivation resources and facilities.

As an institution with a thousand-year-old heritage, the martial arts academy has complete cultivation facilities, a martial arts field with special gravity, a secret room with puppet mechanisms, and a waterfall that intrudes and sharpens the mind, all of which are quite desirable.

And this Dream Lake is a very distinctive cultivation place among many cultivation sites.

It is rumored that Dream Lake was a fantasy opened up by an ancestor of the Martial Palace Academy who possessed the Dream Martial Soul, and then, after the continuous improvement of generations of sages of the Martial Palace, it has formed its current scale.

Through the Lake of Dreams, one can enter a fantasy realm. In this illusionary realm, cultivators can fight to their heart's content without worrying about their lives, even if they have stumps and broken arms, even if they die, when they wake up from a dream, except for different degrees of mental exhaustion, people are still safe. Through this illusion, people can feel the thrill of fighting, and the perception between life and death, which is the most sought after and favored cultivation place by students in the Martial Palace Academy.

At this moment, Xia Hao appeared in the Dream Lake Fantasy Realm, a mountain forest.

The mountains are steep, the forests are forested, and there are bursts of tiger roaring apes from time to time, which are frightening and terrifying.

Xia Hao stood in a valley, surrounded by cliffs and rocks stained red by hot blood, and heavy and heaped corpses of demon beasts, making this valley seem to have become a Shura field.

"Whew. Xia Hao spit out turbid breath from his mouth, and his breath seemed to carry the scorching heat of fierce battle and the smell of blood.

"It's been a long time since I've killed so hard. Sighing lightly, Xia Hao looked around at the mountains of demon beasts around him, his expression was calm, in this valley, there were waves of demon beasts, and he didn't know how many he had killed, and the world seemed to be not dyed with blood.

It's like going back to the old days, killing all sides.

I have to say that this dream lake fantasy land is very good, whether it is the mountains and forests, the fierce monsters, the fatigue of fighting, and the pain of injury, it is as real as the real thing, making people really feel the crisis. In the crisis, between life and death, usher in new insights and break through ourselves.

Xia Hao sat on the cliff rock, the surface was calm, the qi and blood in his body were circulating, rolling like fire, and the whole person, the internal organs in the body, seemed to become a furnace boiling and burning.

It's already very close to the Casting Realm.

"Huh?" At this moment, Xia Hao's eyes suddenly condensed slightly, looking at the sky.

In the distance in the sky, a black dot appeared, speeding towards it, getting bigger and bigger in the line of sight, and it was a big black eagle, and on the back of the eagle, there was a person sitting. I don't know which student it is, it seems that the eagle control technique is not very mature, the black eagle swayed crookedly, rolled, drew a coquettish arc in the air, and slammed into the group of demon beasts in the valley.

Bursts of feathers fluttered.

Wow!

A palm stretched out from the pile of demon beasts, and then a chubby figure struggled to crawl out. This little fat man, full of fat, carrying a heavy sword like a door panel, gasped for breath, making people wonder if he was crushed by the heavy sword and his kidneys were unable to straighten his waist.

With a clear sound, the black eagle also struggled out of the pile of demon beasts, spread his wings and flew away from the little fat man, and his eyes were still full of contempt and indifference, as if he was far away from the disaster, and he didn't want to stay for a moment, and he was far away from this unreliable master.

"Hehe, horses have stumbled, people have misses, even if I am known as the little prince of beasts, there are times when I make mistakes, small mistakes, small mistakes. Sensing the Black Hawk's contempt, the little fat man scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"Brother Xia Hao, hello, I have long heard that our Martial Palace Academy has a world-shattering genius, it is better to meet than to be famous, and now when I see it, it is really worthy of the name, fortunately, fortunately!" The little fat man is a self-cooked, waved his hand to Xia Hao, looked at the monsters piled up around him, hissed and took a breath, cocked his thumb again, and said: "These demon beasts, you killed them all? ”

"Are you?" asked Xia Hao.

The little fat man said: "My name is Fan Jian, because I am proficient in the way of beast control, I am known as the little prince of beast control. ”

King's Landing Eleven?

Xia Hao smiled, "I've only heard that King's Landing has ten talents, and I've never heard that there is another eleven talents, are you self-appointed?"

The little fat man coughed twice, the atmosphere seemed to be more embarrassing, he straightened up, and said: "I, surnamed Fan, has a single name of the word 'sword', because my father likes kendo, so he gave me this name, which is to have high hopes for me, hoping that I can make achievements in kendo and become an amazing sword cultivator." ”

Xia Hao looked at the little fat man, this little prince of beasts, the eleventh talent of King's Landing, Brother Fan Jian, are you sure, you are not an illegitimate child who was disliked by your father?

"Are you here to find me?" Xia Hao asked again.

Fan Jian said with a smile: "Yes, since I heard about the deeds of Brother Xia Hao, I have been yearning for it, and I have been looking forward to seeing it, I heard that you are in Menghu, so I hurriedly rushed over, and finally saw the living Brother Xia Hao, what a ......."

"What's the matter, just say it, right?" Seeing that Fan Jian was really as good as his name, the more he said, the more outrageous it became, Xia Hao hurriedly interrupted him and said.

Fan Jian came over, with an unknown light in his eyes, and asked mysteriously: "I just want to ask, I don't know what is the relationship between Brother Xia Hao and Sister Rushi, brother and sister, or cousin?"

Looking at the little fat man's expectant and somewhat obscene expression, Xia Hao sank his face and said, "Rushi is my fiancée, what, do you have an idea?"

"Hahaha!"

Fan Jian scratched his head and waved his hand again and again, "How can it, how can it be? Look at my mouth, it's too reckless, ahahahahahaha......"

Suddenly, his eyes rolled, and he looked like a wise man with a flash of inspiration in his heart, and said to Xia Hao: "Now, Sister Rushi is a disciple of the master of the academy, and in the Martial Palace Academy, I don't know how many senior sisters admire and worship her. Brother Xia Hao, you see, if we organize a Rushi Aid Association, gather these juniors, tell them about the deeds of Rushi girls, guide them to the maze, and let them avoid detours in cultivation, this is a matter of immeasurable merit. ”

Xia Hao didn't speak, and looked at Fan Jian.

Seeing that Fan Jian was a little panicked.

"Hehe, isn't this proposal good, forget it if it's not good......" Wiping the sweat on his forehead, Fan Jian smiled embarrassedly.

"What do you say?" Xia Hao said indifferently: "Do you have any serious business, if not, I don't have time, I am here to waste time with you here." ”

"Wait!" Seeing that Xia Hao was leaving, Fan Jian stepped forward, his expression was solemn, and said, "I want to invite you to join our team." ”