In the early morning of the next day, when the east turned the belly of the fish white.

Murong woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes, his spirit was still slightly in a trance.

"Strange, how can you have such a dream? Isn't it that I was so tired from practicing marksmanship yesterday that I was still thinking about it, but then again, if that dream was true, how much better it would be, and how much time would I have to save on cultivation......

He thought for a while, then suddenly laughed at himself, and said secretly, "Hehe, how can there be such a good thing in this world, dreams are just dreams after all, if you want to make dreams come true, the only thing I have to do is to work hard and work hard, sweat will not deceive people!"

"A new day begins!"

"Keep cultivating!"

Slowly clenching his fists, Murong suddenly became high-spirited, and a carp stiffened, bounced up from the ground, and stretched hard.

Cracking sound!

The joints on his body made a crisp sound like fried beans, and after a night's rest, his whole person's spirit returned to its peak.

"Teacher, morning!"

"Grandpa Mu, it's early!"

At this time, Meng Nan and the old servant also woke up when they heard the movement, and Murong said hello with a smile, looking energetic.

"Yo, boy, you're in good spirits, not bad. ”

Meng Nan nodded slightly and grinned.

The old servant looked at Murong with concern, "Young Patriarch, are you awake, how are you feeling, do you feel any discomfort?"

He was still worried about whether yesterday's crazy cultivation would cause unnecessary damage to the young man's body.

"Uncomfortable?"

Murong was slightly stunned, and subconsciously moved his body, "No, it's just ......"

"What's it?"

The old servant was startled and asked urgently.

"Hehe, I'm just a little hungry......" the boy scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly.

"Haha!"

Meng Nan laughed when he heard this, and said, "Silly boy, you practiced marksmanship for a day yesterday, and you haven't eaten anything, so it's no wonder if you're not hungry." ”

After a pause, he pointed to the half of the roasted sea beast that was not far away, eating the remaining half of the roasted sea beast at night, "This is for you, go to cultivate Yuan Li first, and then eat it when you come back." ”

"Yes!"

The young man's eyes suddenly became sparkling, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied in a loud voice.

With a grin, he turned around and jumped, landed on a flat rock and sat down cross-legged, and began to practice the Divine Technique of Shocking the Sea while the morning sun had not yet risen.

This is the homework that Teacher Meng has set for him and must adhere to every day.

Murong quickly entered the state of cultivation, and the Yuan Force in his body faintly echoed the undulating waves in the distance, and a low roar was heard.

Not far away, Meng Nan stood side by side with the old servant, quietly looking at the young man who was immersed in cultivation.

"Is this the secret of the sea? It can actually attract the power of the sea, and it also has the effect of refining the spirit, it is really unparalleled in the world!" Meng Nan exclaimed.

"Of course. ”

The old servant said proudly, "The power of the Canghai Amazing Divine Technique is unimaginable, as long as the young patriarch can grow up smoothly, he will definitely become a world-famous powerhouse in this sea area that no one can ignore!"

"I agree. ”

Meng Nan smiled slightly, raised his head, and his eyes showed a strong confidence, "Because, he is my student!"

“......”

The old servant was stunned, glanced at Meng Nan strangely, and shook his head, undeniable.

I don't know how long it took, but the morning sun jumped up from the sea level in the distance.

The two saw the scene of the young man swallowing the first wisp of purple qi from the east, and the old servant clenched his fists, although it was not the first time he had seen it, he still couldn't help but look excited.

Half an hour later.

Meng Nan took Murong, who had filled his stomach, and came back to the beach where he practiced marksmanship yesterday.

"Teacher, do you want to continue to practice basic marksmanship today?"

Murong was carrying a purple electric gun and looked at Meng Nan, a little eager to try.

"No need," Meng Nan waved his hand and said with a smile, "Basic marksmanship, you are already qualified." ”

Murong was slightly stunned and said, "But didn't you say that I should at least practice basic marksmanship to the realm of mastery?"

"Integrating ......"

Meng Nan blinked, "Haven't you already done it?"

"How can there be ......?"

Murong smiled embarrassedly and said, "Didn't I only reach the realm of the first glimpse of the door path yesterday, and I am still far from being able to understand it...... Ah, I see!"

He paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly showed a look of awakening, "Teacher, you must be testing me, right? Don't worry, I won't be too ambitious, I will practice basic marksmanship well, be down-to-earth, and have a solid foundation!"

"Well said!"

Not far away, the old servant cheered loudly and gave Murong a thumbs up.

“......”

Meng Nan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Okay, since you're going to practice, let's practice for a while by yourself!"

He shook his head and said, "Today's class, I still need some auxiliary things, Mu Lao, I'm going to walk away for a while, before I come back, this kid will be handed over to you to supervise." ”

As he spoke, he didn't wait for the old and young to respond, and the ground was a little ground under his feet, and his figure suddenly rose into the air.

Sou!

Turned into a streamer of light and flew towards the vast sea.

What does that mean?

How do you say that you can just go?

On the beach, the old and the young looked at each other dumbfounded.

"That...... Grandpa Mu, is the teacher angry?" said Murong with some trepidation.

"Probably not!" the old servant shook his head and said, "Regardless of him, young patriarch, you can continue to cultivate." ”

He looked at Meng Nan's distant figure, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

This is also so irresponsible!

Ah, this kid shouldn't pit the young patriarch, right?

The old servant thought to himself, and felt more and more that this teacher was unreliable.

"Okay. ”

Murong sighed, his mood feeling a little depressed inexplicably.

He raised the purple stun gun in his hand and stabbed it absentmindedly.

Laugh at!

A shining spear suddenly swallowed from the tip of the spear, slashed through the air, and a fierce aura swept out.

"This ......"

Murong was stunned, only to feel that the spear in his hand seemed to have become an extension of his arm, and for a while, a feeling of free control came to his heart.

The feeling is familiar, as if it has been experienced somewhere.

At this moment, a spiritual light flashed in Murong's heart.

"That dream from last night!"

"That's right, it's the same feeling!"

"Is it ......?"

"What you experienced in your dreams is real?"

"How is this possible?"

A bold thought passed through Murong's heart, and his breathing instantly became rapid.

"Young Patriarch, what's wrong?"

When the old servant saw Murong stabbing a shot, he stopped, couldn't help but be puzzled, and asked.