Because the black iron ruler and the fire feathers are so powerful, and it is said that they were polished by the person on Honghuo Peak!

How can this group of practicing disciples not tighten their heartstrings?

On a corridor passage.

Hong Yuan stood here quietly, quietly releasing a trace of his own energy.

The next moment, the fire-feathered beast that looked like a huge fire moa suddenly raised its head and made a roaring sound from its mouth.

"What's wrong Huo Yu?"

Mo Yue'er looked sideways in confusion and looked in the direction indicated by Huo Yu.

She immediately saw Hong Yuan looking at her with a smile.

At this moment, Hong Yuan was wearing a mysterious black Taoist robe, standing with one hand on his back, tall and straight, with piercing eyes, and a sense of calmness that made the world turn upside down, but I stood still.

"Uncle..." Mo Yue'er was so surprised that she jumped directly into Hong Yuan's arms like a baby swallow returning to its nest, and hugged Hong Yuan with both hands.

"Yue'er, you are already a big girl, you have to pay attention to the influence." Hong Yuan said with a smile.

The breeze blew up, and waves of refreshing fragrance hit Hong Yuan's nose as Mo Yue'er's black hair drifted.

"Yeah, yeah, I understand." She said this, but she hugged Hong Yuan even tighter and refused to let go.

She was scared.

She was afraid that Hong Yuan would be killed on the front line between the two races!

She was afraid that she would never see Hong Yuan again!

"It's okay, it's okay." Hong Yuan felt the fear in Mo Yue'er's heart and stroked Mo Yue'er's black hair very gently.

…

After a while.

After coaxing Mo Yue'er, Hong Yuan took her and the fire-feathered beast back to Rainbow Fire Peak.

The alchemy room at Honghuo Peak.

Lin Yiru was using alchemy techniques, manipulating all kinds of strange fires, and refining an elixir named "Fire Phoenix Pill".

"I don't believe it anymore. I still can't refine the Fire Phoenix Pill needed to feed the Phoenix Divine Instrument!"

Lin Yiru gritted his teeth and said.

Today, her hair is disheveled, her clothes are scorched black here, and there is foam there.

With such an image, does she still have the grace and dignity of the past?

If it weren't for that extremely beautiful face, she would be just like a crazy woman.

"The Fire Phoenix Pill that Feng Shen Qin needs~" Hong Yuan looked at Lin Yiru silently in secret, with loving eyes.

Sacred weapons are like cultivating gu, which should be cultivated, used and refined.

Every time the sacred vessel is used, various substances need to be replenished in time.

This is also a major reason why it is difficult to use imperial weapons.

But actually...

Feng Shen Qin has been trained by Hong Yuan for a long time and is no longer limited to needing Fire Phoenix Pill.

After all, he is the [Esophagus Master], so solving such matters is easy.

But this was Lin Yiru's good intention, and to some extent it would make her foundation in the fire path more solid, so Hong Yuan would be left to her. After all, it would also help Lin Yiru's practice.

This life is very long, but also very short...

Even the Great Emperor only has ten thousand years.

Hongyuan can totally afford it!

…

…

Three days later.

Southern Xinjiang Shenzhou.

Ji Clan, Butterfly Garden.

In a bright hall, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hongyuan Sword Body 'Bo Qing' gathered here, looking at the incense altar above.

[My disciple Hua Menghuang...]

What is enshrined in this incense altar is a broken and barely mended water dragon, fire and phoenix peace talisman.

This peace talisman was returned to Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and 'Bo Qing' by Shang Yaoqin after the struggle for destiny.

And behind the incense altar, there is a portrait, which is exactly what Hua Menghuang looked like in high spirits.

In the portrait, Hua Menghuang is wearing a white warrior's attire and holding a snow-white cold sword in his hand. He is as graceful as a fairy on the bright moon.

Hong Yuan stared at the portrait, as if Hua Menghuang had not left.

In the prelude to the flood, there are three levels of meaning regarding the complete death of a person.

The first level refers to the absence of heartbeat and breathing, which is physical death.

The second level refers to the death of people's social relationships, that is, "the death of a person leads to ruin".

The third level refers to the time when no one in the world still remembers it, which is complete death.

Nowadays, the person who is still thinking about Hua Menghuang is the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint Ji Limin.

As for Hong Yuan?

To be honest, Hong Yuan had already completely forgotten about Hua Menghuang.

Because from the very beginning, Hua Menghuang’s position for him was just a tool apprentice who helped him obtain the [Dream Dao Master]!

For such tool men, he also prepared Shang Yaoqin and Ye Zhuyin.

That is to say, when Hua Menghuang almost caused his expenses to be out of proportion to his gains, he became very interested in Hua Menghuang.

"Menghuang, did you know that we failed in our crusade against the demon clan?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The Demon Clan's Destiny Xuanguang Bridge actually created a miracle, and became a Taoist, known as the World-Eating Demon Lord, within only twenty or thirty years after becoming a saint!"

"It would be great if you became Dameng Destiny. If it were you, you would definitely be able to kill Xuanguang Bridge. I think Shang Yaoqin is very hanging."

"You don't know. I heard from the seniors in Tiangong that Shang Yaoqin has changed very quickly now. He is like a tyrant. He doesn't have your humility at all."

"..."

After the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint put in three sticks of incense, he described the current situation to Hua Menghuang's incense altar with a smile on his face.

And she was still imagining what would happen if Hua Menghuang was the final winner in the struggle for the destiny of the human race.

Although the relationship between Hong Yuan and Mo Yuer is not that of father and daughter, it is better than that of father and daughter.

Then the relationship between Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hua Menghuang is not mother and daughter, but it is better than mother and daughter!

Seeing this, Hong Yuan didn't say much.

He just stood quietly on one side, silently accompanying the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

at last.

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint stopped talking, she turned around and approached Hong Yuan, wrapped her hands around Hong Yuan's neck, and breathed out like a blue.

She said:

"Qinglang, let's choose a day to get married, spread our wings, and create a kendo family."

"I think Huang'er will be happy for us when she sees her in the Gate of Life and Death. She has always wanted to lay the foundation of martial arts for our children..."

At the end of the sentence, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's tone was a little low.

"Yes!" Hong Yuan agreed in a deep voice.

He grabbed the slender waist of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, causing Butterfly Sword Martial Saint to let out a sweet cry.

The journey of this life is very slow, but also very fast.

In this case, there is no need to worry too much.

"If there are flowers that can be broken, you must break them off; don't wait until there are no flowers and branches."

Just leave no regrets on both sides!

Otherwise, if the scenery along the way is full of regrets, then what is the meaning of his pursuit of eternal life?

To act in a righteous way, one must be steady and steady, step by step, and be quiet and achieve success with one hit.

He Hongyuan was determined not to be a coward, but to be submissive.

"Woooo..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
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