"Master, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time, leave quickly. ”

Li Yan didn't say a word, and hurriedly pulled Rong Hui away.

Rong Hui saw his panicked expression, and stopped to ask: "The beast tide is coming?"

According to Rong Hui's calculations, it will take at least three days for the beast tide to come here.

Something unexpected happened.

"It's not a beast tide, it's about the monsters at the bottom of the river. ”

Li Yanhui opened the white paper, and shocking blood words appeared, "There are two monsters above the out-of-body realm living in this river, and the elders of the Royal Beast Sect have already rescued them, so don't worry about the affairs in the river." ”

Li Yanhui's expression was unprecedentedly serious.

"White Dream Lord, Hengwei. Rong Hui glanced at the name on it and flipped it over, "Canglan Shark Local Chronicle?"

Li Yan replied in a deep voice: "After you and the river god went into the water, I and the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect were stationed nearby, and accidentally found an ancient tomb buried under the water, and the local chronicles were obtained from the ancient tomb.

It records in detail the grievances and hatreds between the White Dream Lord and Hengwei.

Hengwei dug up the heart seal of the White Dream Lord and buried it under the water, and he did not enter reincarnation in his life.

The White Dream Lord will cut Hengwei with a thousand knives.

Neither is a good thing.

The resentment at the bottom of the river was great, but fortunately, the master returned safely. ”

Rong Hui was a little later, and Li Yanhui was about to summon the law in the token.

Rong Hui saw him pinching the token law, and a smile appeared in his eyes, the little apprentice did not have a white belt.

"It's okay. Rong Hui calmed Li Yanhui's nerves stretched into a line, and said with a smile: "The dream capital is ruined."

None of the damn ones are alive.

If you want to know the cause and effect, ask Bingjue, and give me the local chronicle. ”

Li Yanhui's tense nerves instantly relaxed, and he was dumbfounded, "Master did it?"

It's also too tigery.

Rong Hui smiled, "No, it's the Sword Spirit Sect and the Imperial Beast Sect working together to defeat evil and have a happy ending." ”

Li Yan replied to ask Bingjue about the suspicion of the letter, and Rong Hui opened the local chronicle to read it in detail.

The local chronicles were written by the envoys of Canglan, and the style of writing was not rigorous.

This is the second year of Hengwei's death, and the White Dream Lord sank the Canglan Kingdom to the bottom of the river, remembering it as the eve of his rebirth tomb.

Rong Hui and Bing Jue saw two stories in the Dream Capital, and this is a combined version.

Both White Dream Lord and Hengwei have portrayed themselves as unlucky people who eat infatuation and never regret it, but the historical facts are very different from them.

Later historians commented on the White Dream Lord: Femme fatale.

Hengwei is: a dumb tyrant.

A faint tyrant with a femme fatale, a natural pair.

——

100,000 mountains shocked the merman clan, and the prince of Canglan Hengwei was ordered to go on the expedition and won by a narrow advantage.

The merman people are good at singing, singing evil and demagoguery.

Canglan is surrounded by hungry wolves, and Hengwei takes the initiative to marry the shark clan in order to show his ambition, and the shark clan readily agrees.

After three months, Prince Hengwei and the Emperor of the Shark Clan, Bai Mengzhu, concluded a good relationship.

The next day, the imperial envoys humiliated the state banquet.

The White Dream Lord stepped forward and bewildered with his singing voice.

Hengwei was overjoyed, busy repairing the treaty, and making the most of his benefits.

Another day, foreign envoys came to the court to discuss the contract of reparations.

Hengwei also regained the scene of the day.

Several times back and forth, the white dream lord took the initiative to ask for help, and Hengwei was happy.

The following year, the monarch of the country, Hengwei succeeded to the throne, but Bai Mengzhu was not satisfied with the court, and repeatedly stole the treasure of the vicissitudes and handed over 100,000 sharks, so that their fish tails turned into legs.

The treasure theft time is as long as ten years, and half of the shark tribe can live out of the water, and there is a faint tendency to raise troops and threaten the border pass.

Heng Wei was furious and captured the White Dream Lord alive, ordered the Great Witch to cut off his feet, sew up his thighs, and put the lower half of the White Dream Lord's body in a giant carp, humiliating him!

Three days later, Hengwei used the death of the White Dream Lord as a reason for the death of the foreign envoy, and Zhao'an 100,000 brave and warlike warriors.

Canglan's strength has skyrocketed, sweeping away a century-old wilt and sweeping Sihe.

At this time, Hengwei remembered that the imprisoned White Dream Lord went to visit, but found that the White Dream Lord disappeared at some point.

At the same time, the sea area of Qiongzhou was shocked by the traces of the White Dream Lord.

Hengwei led his troops to encircle and suppress him, but he was ambushed and tied up in front of the rebellious merman soldiers.

The White Dream Lord slashed it with a thousand knives, and then counterattacked.

Hengwei, whose soul was pinned on the blood umbrella, realized that he was not a hunter, but had always been a prey.

He thought he had the White Dream Lord in the palm of his hand.

It's actually in the palm of the White Dream Lord.

When Hengwei conquered the Quartet, in order to improve efficiency, let all the tails of the mermaids turn into legs for them to attack the city and seize the land.

This is the day that the White Dream Lord is waiting for.

The merman is free, and the dream of the White Dream Lord for many years is about to be fulfilled.

Lord Bai Meng led 100,000 shark tribes to slaughter the people of Canglan, established a dream capital on the territory of Canglan, and ascended the throne as king.

Nearly 10 million people who died tragically turned into powerful ghosts, cursing Hengwei whose souls were attached to the blood umbrella.

At this time, it coincided with the sky of the blood moon, and the White Dream Lord attracted a thunderbolt to kill Hengwei.

Instead of dying, Heng, who was cursed, turned into a fierce ghost under the tempering of the thunder, leading thousands of powerful ghosts and the White Dream Lord to never die.

Hengwei dug out the heart of the White Dream Lord but was unable to destroy it, so he could only put the heart in the dark room behind the dormitory, leaving a soul and a soul to guard.

Hengwei was seriously injured and drifted to Qiongzhou.

The White Dream Lord lost her heart and her strength plummeted, and all the Shark Clan died in battle, and she tried her best to weave an illusion to contain the souls of her people.

Since then, both Hengwei and White Dream Lord have been entangled in their hearts for thousands of years.

——

After reading it, Rong Hui was puzzled.

Since the heart was put in by Hengwei, why couldn't he open the sniff lock.

Rong Hui continued to look down, only to understand that the sniffing lock was specially built by the former Canglan monarch.

Hengwei didn't know the smell lock, and the dark room was the only safe place at that time, so he had no other choice.

When he went to open the door again, he was almost melted away by the curse on the dresser.

The people of Canglan Country hate Hengwei, and they hate the White Dream Lord who destroyed their homes and caused them to die tragically.

The endless hatred made the two of them afraid to touch the dresser, so they could only find a puppet.

"The struggle for power between two people has filled the lives of tens of millions of people, and it is not a pity to die. ”

The historian said that the two were tyrants and femme fatales, and they were accurate and in place.

Li Yanhui learned about the danger in the illusion from Bing Jue, and he was shocked and frightened.

If it weren't for the master and the Royal Beast Sect joining forces to break the game, I am afraid that there will be no return.

When Rong Hui turned around, she saw Li Yanhui sitting sulking under the tree, she handed the local chronicle to Bing Jue, and Guan asked, "Something on your mind?"

Li Yanhui hung his head in frustration, like an eggplant wilted by frost, he nodded his wooden sword and squeezed out an ugly smile, "It's okay." ”

Li Yanhui is the leader of the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect in the same period, his personality is absurd, but there is an arrogance in his heart.

As a traverser, Li Yanhui thought that he was very strong and special.

At least when the master opened the sword mound, only he succeeded in building the foundation.

It's not that he claims to be a genius, he is a genius.

But the reality always gave him a head start when Li Yanhui was proud and complacent.

If the self in the secret realm is the Jindan realm, the master will act alone.

When facing an unknown enemy, I am qualified to fight side by side with Master and share her worries.

However...

He didn't even have the qualifications to open his mouth to ask for battle.

The powerless frustration and well-up in my heart, my heart seemed to be stepped on a few times, and it became difficult to breathe.

Li Yanhui, who was immersed in self-blame, didn't find that a trace of red light flashed in his pupils, which was a sign of demons.

Rong Hui hurriedly pressed the crumbling Li Yanhui, "Meditate and hold Yuan Shouyi." ”

What's going on?

Inexplicably demons.

Rong Hui recalled the years he spent with Li Yanhui, and he was still the character of his previous life.

is uninhibited, although he acts as he pleases, he guards the bottom line, regardless of demons and monsters, and those who do not make trouble are let go.

He has a righteous scale in his heart.

Justice does not ask about the origin, does not talk about the way of origin, but only looks at whether the deeds are contrary to the law and legal ethics.

Rong Hui thinks this is very good, thousands of people have thousands of faces, as long as the apprentice does not take the wrong path, she will not interfere.

The demon is an obsession, a past that cannot be let go of and the darkest scar buried in the bottom of the heart.

Where did Li Yanhui's heart demon come from?

Rong Hui would never have thought that Li Yanhui's inner demon was because he was not strong enough to keep up with her pace, and he had been growing under her wings, and he could not do anything when he encountered dangerous winds and waves, so he could only hold an umbrella outside the storm and wait for the bruised master.

Luckily, Master was injured a little.

Bad luck, Master...

He probably doesn't have a master.

Just thinking about it, Li Yanhui felt uncomfortable that he would be killed.

He knew that he was psychologically too dependent on Rong Hui.

For him, Rong Hui is not only a master, but also a light, but also a yearning.

He is the only special existence in the immortal cultivation world that has a common language with his heart.

When he wanted to protect Rong Hui, he realized how small he was, like a waste.

"Rong Hui. Bing Jue turned his head and said softly, "I have something to say to you." ”

Rong Hui was uneasy to condense the enchantment to protect Li Yan, and only then did Shi Ran go over.

The morning dew is faint, the morning light is sprinkled on the lush forest, and the dappled light and shadow fall on the ground, like a crushed spiritual light, full of power.

Rong Hui and Bing Jue went down the river, and the two of them talked about other strange phenomena in the secret realm.

"How can a wizard of the Canglan Kingdom have a sniff lock. ”

At the mention of the sniffing lock, Bing Jue's face was embarrassed, and a thin red flew out of the fair-skinned and handsome Lian, "It's not a secret, the existence of the White Dream Lord in the Royal Beast Sect was recorded thousands of years ago. ”

"It is extremely difficult to form the secret realm of cultivating immortals, and the right time, place, and people are indispensable, as well as abundant spiritual energy. ”

"The first time the Fengcheng Secret Realm collided and fused with the 100,000 Great Mountains, there was an abnormal movement.

The Divine Bird Fire Phoenix was the first to discover the White Dream Lord.

After it informed the ancestors, our sect sent elders with advanced cultivation to come and ambush them. ”

"I don't know what agreement the elder made with the White Dream Lord, the elder said that after a thousand years, someone who was destined to give her a right and give her freedom, and the White Dream Lord wanted to maintain the stability of the Phoenix City Secret Realm with the Fire Phoenix. ”

"Some of those who died tragically were demonic aliens who coveted the secret realm of Fengcheng. ”

It is precisely because of the agreement that Bing Jue and Zhou Xun are alive and well.

Lord White Dream probably wanted to use him as a blackmail to force the Imperial Beast Sect to correct her.

Bing Jue looked at the indifferent Rong Hui sideways.

When he first met, Rong Hui gave him a sense of distance that no one else should enter, and he was sharp.

After getting along for a long time, I found that Rong Hui was very talkative, strong and reliable.

Especially the calm and admirable one in the fantasy capital.

Bing Jue never thought that he in the Yuan Infant Realm would be saved by Rong Hui in the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Although this Qi Cultivation Realm is ridiculously strong, it can kill two out-of-body realm masters...

It's incredible.

"The implication is that the Sword Spirit Sect saved the elders of the Imperial Beast Sect and helped the Imperial Beast Sect solve a tricky problem. Rong Hui blinked and said playfully: "I'm right." ”

In an instant, the glass treasure statue came to life.

Strange thoughts came out of Bingjue's mind.

Bing Jue was stunned for a while, and then retracted his thoughts.

Bing Jue skillfully avoided the language trap set by Rong Hui, "The fifth elder saved me and my junior brother, and I am so grateful that I can't express it." ”

Rong Hui and Rong Hui, which represents the Sword Spirit School, are two different concepts.

Bing Jue found that she had to be cautious when talking to her, and it would be easy to get caught if she didn't pay attention.

Rong Hui smiled generously: "It's all the same, it's all the same." ”

She just wants to tie up personal grievances and sectarian grievances.

En tied up.

Resentment separates.

Don't have too many hole cards in your chips.

"No, this kind of thing is clearly divided between public and private, so as not to fall into the hands of others. ”

As an elder of the Imperial Beast Sect, Bing Jue tried his best to put aside the relationship, "The disciples of my sect signed a treaty in black and white before the elder entered the Dream Capital. ”

Rong Hui smiled and said: "The one who signed is to save you, not to solve the White Dream Lord, and I refuse to buy one and get one free for selling my life."

I opened the skylight and spoke brightly.

The six major sects, my Sword Spirit Sect, want a seat.

If the Imperial Beast Sect raised a hand, the Sword Spirit Sect would be grateful.

When I send the head of the sect out of the customs, I will mediate for the Royal Beast Sect to resolve the thousand-year-old dispute between the two factions. ”

Rong Hui waited quietly for Bingjue's answer.

"Elder Bingjue, think about the curse on you. Rong Hui Tan was frank and threatening, "Only my Sword Spirit Sect can solve it." ”

"The stakes are so high that you need the approval of the suzerain. ”

Bing Jue was not carried away by the immediate benefits, he was very sober.

It's not that Rong Hui is not credible.

It's that he won't trespass and act on his behalf.

Rong Hui admired him more and more, "No problem, let's talk about it after leaving the secret realm, does the elder have anything else to say." ”

"Yes. Bing Jue said as he walked, "Do the five elders know how to educate disciples?"

Li Yanhui is very, very good, brave, resourceful and responsible, and his ten-year cultivation is to build a foundation realm, which is enough to see his talent and envy others.

But he was unstable and had demons in vain.

Bing Jue suspected that Rong Hui only taught magic and did not manage the mental health of his apprentices.

Rong Hui was suddenly asked, "No... Not very good at it. ”

"That's the second thing I did to you. ”

Bing Jue took out a large stack of books and handed them to Rong Hui, "Disciple disciples are similar to imperial beasts, you can take a look at them when you have nothing to do." ”

"The Language of Being a Teacher", "Poor Master, Rich Master", "Good Master: From Beginner to Master in 30 Days", "Apprentice Psychology", ......

There are 30 copies, full of weight.

"You have already let Li Yanhui's cultivation win at the starting line. Bing Jue looked at Rong Hui's bitter face and smiled, "Mental health is indispensable." ”

Rong Hui weighed his weight, "Thank you, I will study it carefully." ”

In her previous life, Rong Rong, Yun He and Li Yanhui made her feel very worry-free.

Rong Hui taught swordsmanship, Taoism, and mental methods, and really ignored their mental health.

There are lessons from the past, Rong Hui is very grateful to Bingjue for his carefulness.

As we all know, the spirit pets of the Royal Beast Sect come from the outside world.

But.

What's going on with this book "10,000 Ways to Play Wild Meat"?

——

The beast tide arrived as scheduled.

Bing Jue and Zhou Xun did not find the eye of the formation, and were forced to take the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect to avoid the beast tide and take refuge.

Rong Hui and Li Yan went the opposite way.

Li Yanhui was looking for a breakthrough in the battle, he was ruthless, his swordsmanship became more and more powerful, the wooden sword was stained with blood, and the killing intent was even stronger, seeing that the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect were boiling with blood, and screamed.

The beast tide comes from 100,000 mountains, and there are rare monsters in the Middle Continent.

Bing Jue and Zhou Xun were about to move, and after serious discussion, the two decided to follow behind Rong Hui to pick up the remaining soft and cute little beasts that were frightened by the two masters and apprentices, appeased, and domesticated.

The purpose of the Royal Beast Sect: safety first.

Not everyone wants to have two lifeless sword cultivators, looking for a breakthrough in danger.

Rong Hui and Li Yanhui tossed in the beast tide for several months, and gave Li Yanhui a psychological lesson when they were free, and then discussed with Bing Jue and others about the experience of educating the disciples, and gradually developed a tacit understanding between the Sword Spirit Sect and the aftermath of the Imperial Beast Sect.

"Master, this is the ruins of a sword formation. ”

Li Yanhui stood on the cliff facing the wind, overlooking the Yin and Yang Pisces Sword Formation below, and said in a condensed voice: "I want to go and see." ”

Rong Hui put away the scroll and approached the cliff.

Suddenly, a demonic wind rushed into Rong Hui's eyes from the bottom up.

The silver glistening in the wind, I don't know what it is.

Rong Hui intercepted it easily.

It's a piece of paper.

"I dream that one day I will live in a kingdom that is judged not by my origin, but by my character. 】

Before Rong Hui finished reading, a memory that didn't belong to her suddenly plunged into her mind.

Her mind went blank.

The body is like a kite with a broken string, falling off a cliff.

Beneath the cliffs are hundreds of thousands of rusty cold swords.