The rescued man breathed a sigh of relief, but Weaving Dream was still running rapidly in the wind and sand.

She leapt to her feet in the wind and sand, and reached out to grab a man who had been blown into the air.

After staying in mid-air for a moment, my heart felt like I had fallen into the abyss.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless people desperately churning in the sea of sand, and the sound that can be caught in the ears is too noisy, but the most is still the continuous cry for help in the wind and sand.

Weaving Dream looked at the people he saved at hand and then looked at the people who were still struggling in the wind and sand, and he was touched.

The wind and sand are blowing, the sky is dark, the whole world is crumbling as if it is about to collapse, the victims are struggling in the sea of sand, and the fear of death still holds people's throats tightly.

It's like a horrible purgatory.

Where is the hope of survival?

Weaving Dream suddenly realized how small and stupid it was for him to contend with heaven and earth and snatch food from the mouth of this berserk beast of the desert.

The world is as big as the sea, and she is at best just a dead leaf floating on the surface of the sea, no matter how hard she tosses, it will not set off a wave.

She couldn't save that many people.

As long as a little storm rolls up in the irrutable desert, it can take the lives of countless people in an instant, ruthless and terrifying.

People should be in awe of nature.

But do these people deserve to die?

In order to escape the calamity, they had to flee into the dangerous desert.

But if the desert becomes an oasis, fertile for thousands of miles, abundant food and water, and everyone can be fed and clothed, how can anyone fall into the grass and kill and plunder?

There is no such if, so some people fall into the grass and some people avoid disasters, like a vicious circle.

However, although she is not the most perfect person, she is naturally compassionate, and she does not want to see so many people die.

Moreover, she had promised the little girl that she would bring her family, and the rest of the village, home safely.

On top of that, she hasn't gotten her straw back yet, which her brother gave her.

So, stop the wind and sand in the sky!

Stop it!

In the next second, a terrifying air pressure that was difficult to see burst out from the body of the girl in red, like another gust of wind in the opposite direction violently stirring, engulfing this sandstorm in an instant.

Standing still in the center of the wind and sand, Weaving Dream closed her eyes, her dark hair and red clothes danced messily in the wind, and the phantom flower bell in her hand continued to emit dazzling light, as if she was born from this light from this world, countless small cyclones began to hover around her.

She opened her mouth and whispered a name, like a distant and ancient spell.

"One flower, one life. ”

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Ten phantom flowers, one flower for a lifetime.

A flower is the highest meaning of the magic of the phantom flower.

There are ten heavens of the Phantom Flower Divine Skill passed down from generation to generation, starting from the cultivation of internal force, accumulating internal force, controlling internal breath, controlling things with qi, turning flowers into swords and picking up leaves into knives, gathering qi and transforming shapes, borrowing flowers to take things, flying flowers into shields, gathering flowers into blades, and flowers into deaths, to the last ten heavens, a flower for a lifetime. This name seems to be a few too heavy with the previous killing aura

The heavy exercises are different, with some Zen flavor, taken from the world of one flower, which is what Buddhism calls the world of flower enlightenment.

The volume of the "Sanskrit Net Sutra" says: Lushena Buddha sits in the thousand-leaf lotus, incarnates a thousand Buddhas, and lives in the world of thousands of leaves, in which the Buddhas of each leaf world transform into tens of billions of Buddhas, sitting on the Bodhi tree. In other words, the mystery of the universe is nothing but in an ordinary flower, where the world is, it is on that branch and leaf.

This kind of Zen is used to call the tenth heaven of the mysterious and bloody magic power and the magic flower magic skill in the mouth of the world, and I don't know if it is with a hint of ridicule.

You must know that every time you practice a layer of Phantom Flower Divine Skill, your power will skyrocket, and your power will be even stronger, and every time you become a qualitative leap.

Take a flying flower, you can punish ten thousand hearts.

The so-called "one flower and one life" is that people are the same as the world of flowers, the human body is a complete world, flesh and blood are built into mountains and rivers, and the meridians of internal force flow are the thousands of rivers in this world.

Her master, Hua Nai, practiced the exercises to the ninth heaven - flowers became dead, and was seriously injured by many dark swords in the martial arts conference, but he was still able to slaughter countless martial arts masters with his own strength.

Although he was seriously injured and ended up with a common end, he can still see the power of it.

As a result, the ninth level of the Phantom Flower Divine Skill has such great power, not to mention the tenth level of the Phantom Flower Divine Skill, which is even more powerful, it is completely conceivable that it will be a more powerful and terrifying move.

However, in the records of the Illusory Flower Palace classics that Weaving Dream has seen, only the first Phantom Flower Palace Palace Master has successfully cultivated to the tenth heaven of the Phantom Flower Divine Skill. When she succeeded, the heavens and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon were dark, and the thunder was rolling, but she relied on the strength of one person to level more than a dozen cities overnight, slaughtering all the cities, and no one survived. Now that I think about it, maybe those dozen or so cities are like today's overturned and extraordinarily vast lake cities, but how exactly, hundreds of years have passed, and there is no way to verify, but you can still get a glimpse of their power from them.

What she thinks now is that if she can use the tenth move, One Flower One Life, to stir and pull the air with internal force, trigger a hurricane to swallow the sandstorm, keep the restless wind and sand away from the ground, and peel away the people in deep danger from the flying wind and sand, she can save everyone in an instant and turn things around.

Although she had never used it, she wanted to give it a try.

She will make the wind and sand under her control, surrender to her feet, save everyone, and take back her straw.

Then, return to Zhu'an.

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She closed her eyes and felt the inner breath flowing through her body.

Although I know that the Phantom Flower Divine Skill has extremely high requirements for internal force, which is the foundation of the Phantom Flower Divine Skill, if there is no deep internal strength to support it, just knowing the moves is tantamount to water without a source, wood without roots, and it is useless. For example, the martial arts people who had been eager to obtain the Phantom Flower Divine Skill before, even if they really found the secret book of the Phantom Flower Divine Skill, they did not have the internal strength to cultivate and cultivate like her

Cultivation, getting the cheats in hand won't help.

Practicing martial arts and self-cultivation, dredging the meridians through the meridians, and storing internal breath is like pouring water into the pond, only when the internal breath continues to swim in the meridians, washing the meridians in the body over and over again, the stream that flows into the pond will be unimpeded, and the pond will be filled more quickly.

And the internal force cultivated in the Phantom Flower Divine Skill is even worse, for example, the pond must first be filled, and the water in the pond must be gathered into the ocean, and it is necessary to coordinate yin and yang, reach the sea of yang veins, and pass through the sea of yin veins, and circulate the eight great wonders, the twelve canons, accept hundreds of rivers, and converge the ocean, before it can be achieved.

However, although she knew that it would be so, she couldn't help but be secretly surprised when she really sensed the internal force she had.

It was the first time she had felt the internal force flowing through her body so carefully.

Boundless, like a vast ocean.

That power could be felt clearly, and all she should do now was hold on to it.

Standing quietly, based on heaven and earth, you can capture all things in the world more and more clearly, although you have your eyes closed, everything seems to be close to the end of the time, and you can even catch the traces of the wind.

The moment she opened her eyes, the internal force skyrocketed, and the terrifying air pressure erupted all over her body, and the internal force leaked out and turned into a complete bud, with a little fluorescence, spreading overwhelmingly, like a huge net, engulfing the entire storm.

Countless tiny cyclones swirled around her, gradually converging into a fierce wind in the opposite direction, and she held her hands in a gesture to support the sky, dragging the wind against the sandstorm.

The brave wins when the narrow road meets, the two opposite terrorist forces are contending, Weaving Dream unreservedly releases all their internal force, successfully suppresses the wind between heaven and earth, under the huge air pressure confrontation, a loud bang, with the place where she stands as the center, a high-speed rotating tornado pillar rises, and the internal breath leaks out into a bud with the tornado rotating to the top of the wind pillar, as if going to the top of the nine blue sky, constantly swallowing the surrounding wind and sand, the power is too huge, forming a huge whirlpool, only absorbing the yellow sand flying in the air, the more and more it gathers, the black pressure presses a piece, like the dark clouds before the rainstorm, only to change the color of the world, trembling and whistling!

Countless flowers danced in unison with the wind and sand, and everyone's eyes converged on the wind pillar there, unable to express the shock of their hearts in words.

A flower and a life, the wonders of heaven and earth.

(End of chapter)