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Concentrated qi and blood rushing to the acupoints. As the true qi moves, Xiaomeng's whole body becomes much stronger.

Strength is higher!

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It was clear that the night was late, but a gust of wind suddenly broke out.

A strong wind broke out around Xiaomeng himself.

The strong wind took her body as the eye of the wind, and swept the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and condensed into pearls and merged into its body.

Not only that, the surrounding flowers, plants and trees sway constantly with the strong wind.

The extremely pure plant essence came out of the body and was absorbed by Xiaomeng!

Taoist martial arts accommodate nature.

"Actually, it broke through..."

Xiaomeng was a little unbelievable.

She had already stood at the peak of the martial arts world and the celestial realm.

And every step ahead of the celestial realm is extremely difficult.

Her master Bei Mingzi has been trapped in the third level of the celestial realm for more than ten years, and in order to make a breakthrough, she had to go into seclusion.

But the deadline has come, and I finally have a regret.

But now, just watching a sword intent, I have broken through to the second level of the Astronomy Realm!

How could she not be surprised and not be happy about this?

"It's great. At this level, we have a greater grasp of the victory of Tianzong and Renzong!"

The rumor is so calm that Xiaomeng can't help but feel turbulent in her heart.

Walking out of the garden, Xiaomeng asked the servants in the mansion and came outside the yard where Ying Ziye was.

The yard was brightly lit and the sound of reading came.

This time, Xiaomeng did not dare to force in again.

"Eighth Master!"

She shouted respectfully.

The voice came into the room, Ying Ziye was a little curious. Is the other party's perception over?

"What's the matter?"

Ying Ziye asked lightly, "Come in!"

Xiaomeng walked into the yard and walked to the front of the door. No one was allowed to move on her own. She stepped in and said a little embarrassedly: "I want to be with the eighth son for a while before the recent competition with Taoist Renzong."

"hehe……"

Ying Ziye smiled and said calmly: "It's late at night, Master Xiaomeng will go down and rest first."
Chapter completed!
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