The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, cultivation is more important! Come again~"

The second time he traveled through the dream, Huai Yan was extremely cautious.

However..........

When he woke up, he found himself under the dark river of Xuanbing Mountain...

The light was dim and the surroundings were filled with icy cold river water.

What shocked him even more was that he was now captured by a pair of hands.

Huai Yan's scalp tingled, and without thinking, he suddenly swung out a palm with all his strength, landing on the opponent's heart meridian, but was repelled by the pressure released by the opponent!

"You're here! I missed you so much~" The man leaned in closer and chuckled. "So, did you come into my dream just to see me?"

Hearing the familiar voice, what came into view was Jun Xiuyuan's extremely handsome face.

Huai Yan was flustered.

Oh no, he actually beat up the Hehuan Sect's Patriarch!!!

"Senior~ I am rude, please punish me." As soon as Huai Yan entered someone else's dream, he was caught and slapped. His face suddenly turned red and he wanted to hide in the cracks at the bottom of the river!

"Call me Xiuyuan... Now that you're here, don't leave~ I'll teach you how to practice in your dreams~~~" Jun Xiuyuan smiled softly and bewitchingly.

Huai Yan's pupils trembled violently, and he shook his head frantically!!! The people of the Hehuan Sect practiced the Hehuan Dao, so how could he let him teach him how to practice? No, absolutely not!!!

"Senior, you are joking. I am a sword cultivator, and I practice the way of the sword. I apologize to you for my previous recklessness. I will come to see you next time!!!" When Jun Xiuyuan reached out to grab him again, Huai Yan instantly pulled himself out of the dream and ran away madly!

On Xuanbing Mountain, Zhongli Chenyin was playing chess with his sleeping uncle.

He casually threw a piece of fruit pulp into his mouth, pushed the chess pieces apart, and muttered, "It was you who asked me to play chess, but you fell asleep again. Tsk... Go to sleep, go to sleep... Who told you to be an old man? This sect leader must respect the elderly and love the young..."

At this moment, a low laugh suddenly came from my ears.

"Interesting, I haven't met such an interesting person in a long time!" Jun Xiuyuan slowly opened his eyes, and the smile between his eyebrows was like a spring breeze.

Zhongli Chenyin's face was full of gossip. He smacked his lips and leaned forward to ask, "Master, did you dream about Master's Wife?"

Jun Xiuyuan: "You, get out!"

Zhongli Chenyin, who had been exposed from his restrictions countless times, said: "I @￥%%￥……&..........."

...........

within the system space.

Huai Yan was bathing, his face as beautiful as a lotus, his peach-like eyes filled with mist. His black hair clung to his back, and water droplets slid down his hair into the cold spring.

The dream he just woven made him feel like he was back to the day when they met in Xuanbing Mountain!

Huai Yan's eyes sparkled, and a pink lotus appeared on his forehead. He cast aside all his thoughts and secretly activated the second level of the "Yin Yang Longevity Record": "Yin Yang Feeds Back, Gradually Boosting His Skills"

"Yin and Yang intertwine, potential is hidden, all barriers are unlocked, the cycle continues; internally, the internal organs are refined, externally, all evils are resisted, spiritual energy rises, and it explodes!"

Perhaps because he had practiced for a month before, Huai Yan was able to practice this level of "Yin Yang Longevity Record" particularly smoothly.

The pure and powerful black and white energy was once again transformed into spiritual power by him, which continued to circulate in his body.

After several great tunnels traveled around his body, Huai Yan's cultivation instantly broke through the late Nascent Soul stage, and there was a tendency for it to continue to rise.

The sweet fragrance of hibiscus flowers mingled with the cool scent of mountain spring water, like a magical catalyst. As it lingered in his nose, Huai Yan recalled the man's words.

He pursed his lips, scooped up a handful of water and sprinkled it, muttering softly.

"Then...will you dislike me because I'm a demon?"

He was picked up from the roadside by Granny Hua, who took good care of him for a hundred years, using her spiritual power to look after him day and night. Only then was Huai Yan transformed into a human form and able to practice.

But everyone in the Qingfeng Sect said he was a lowly and lowly flower demon. He was looked down upon, beaten and scolded, and was despised and suppressed by his master, all because he was a demon!

Do demons have to be inferior to humans and be trampled under their feet?

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs.

In the world of cultivation, the strong can call the wind and rain, overturn mountains and seas, while the weak are like ants!

Therefore, the root of everything is that he is not strong enough! ! ! ! The only way to break free is to cultivate, surpass those who oppress and humiliate him, and use their own methods to defeat them.

After this sudden realization, Huai Yan's aura rose rapidly, crossing the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and reaching the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation stage!!!

Even I was shocked by this terrifying speed of cultivation!

The system excitedly said, "Yanyan, have you achieved a breakthrough to the Divine Transformation Realm?"

"Well, thank you system. With your method, I can practice as if I were assisted by God~~~" Huai Yan nodded, his body emitting the sweet fragrance of hibiscus. After putting on his robe, he lay down on the shore and fell into a deep sleep. He couldn't slack off in his dream practice, but he must never enter Jun Xiuyuan's dream again...

This time, Huai Yan spent a year in various dreams.

Huai Yan's cultivation level climbed again, soaring all the way to the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation! It was even one level higher than Yun Ji's current state. Huai Yan was ecstatic.

In his previous life, he hadn't even made it past the Nascent Soul stage until his death. But now, in just one year, he'd broken through from the Golden Core stage to the late Spiritualization stage! If he'd had this level of cultivation in his previous life, how could he have died so miserably?

Thinking of this, Huai Yan lowered his eyes and his gaze became cold.

At this time, only one day had passed in the outside world.

Yun Ji, along with two elders from the Qingfeng Sect, had just arrived at the Hehuan Sect.