In the backyard of Shrek Academy, in the small forest where Tai Lung was beaten six years ago, under an ancient sycamore tree that is over a hundred years old, Ma Hongjun is encouraging the growth of this ancient tree.
Although it is approaching early spring, Tiandou City is located in the north of Douluo Continent. Except for the evergreen vegetation and deciduous plants such as sycamore trees, it still looks bare.
Shui Bing'er stood next to Ma Hongjun and said helplessly: "We can't stay here for a few days, why not go to the student dormitory?"
In front of the two of them was an ancient sycamore tree with a tall and green trunk that required at least three or four people holding hands to surround it.
Ma Hongjun pressed one hand on the root of the sycamore tree trunk close to the ground, and as the realm of the Son of Nature expanded to the surroundings, as the green soul ring hovering behind him bloomed, the crystalline and warm life energy was like the nectar of life sown by the goddess of life, flowing continuously.
It pours into the tree crown in front of me, but the roots of the ancient tree are bare.
"The phoenix is singing on that high hill; the phoenix trees are growing on that high hill and the rising sun is rising there."
"This sycamore tree is like a witness to our love. We spent the best time in our lives here."
"It's also here that we have little Qingyang."
"We have too many precious memories here. Since you want to come, why don't I not?"
"Don't worry, Bing'er, you'll be fine soon."
Shui Bing'er looked at Ma Hongjun in a daze. Just like the ancient sycamore tree in front of her, it was straight and straight, with not too broad shoulders, as if the huge canopy like an umbrella was her support.
The realm of the Son of Nature rippled, and wisps of life energy gathered together and poured continuously into the roots of the sycamore. The bare ancient tree seemed to have been awakened in advance, and began to defy the growth laws of nature, sprouting green and stretching its body.
Soon, in less than half an hour, the heart-shaped leaves, like witnessing the love between the two, gathered together to form a huge green dome, blooming at the end of the still cold winter and before the early spring.
Rich breath of life.
It wasn't until the glittering purple stamens bloomed all over the tree canopy with their sweet fragrance that Ma Hongjun withdrew his hand from the sycamore trunk, as well as the life soul ring and the realm of the son of nature.
"What a nice view!"
Shui Bing'er's blue Kazilan's bright eyes lit up, looking up at the huge tree crown of purple, red and green, and she stayed in place.
"It's done, let's go, Bing'er, to see our Fengqiuhuangju."
"Um!"
Green and crystal fire lotuses appeared in front of the two of them. Ma Hongjun took Shui Bing'er's slender jade-like catkin and walked step by step towards the Phoenix Treehouse hidden in the canopy.
After a moment, the two people, with their fingers intertwined, pushed open the wooden door of the tree house, and were immediately choked by ashes.
There are also dust nets like spider webs, and sycamore branches criss-crossing through the tree house, which are also covered with small purple flowers.
Of course, there are also trees of bluesilver grass and other flowers and plants that have not yet sprouted. It is unknown whether they were brought here by the wind and occupied their residence in the six years since Ma Hongjun and Shui Bing'er left.
"Ahem, how can anyone live here?"
Shui Binger reached out and fanned herself in front of her face, as if to disperse the dust in the room.
"It's okay, just wait for me for a while and I'll clean up the place."
Ma Hongjun smiled and shook his head, letting go of Shui Bing'er's slender jade hands. As the innate soul power circulated, the nails on his hands suddenly swelled, and a thin golden-red film covered his hands, like a layer of crystal clear magma flowing in his hands.
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Soul Bone Skill, Destroying Divine Claw!
Although after all the soul bones were smelted into the Phoenix Blood Red Gold Armor, he no longer had any soul bones in his body. However, Ma Hongjun was able to imprint the soul skill runes contained in those soul bones that he had completely refined on himself.
Acupoints are used as special soul skills.
For example, this destructive divine claw originally only had the right claw bone attached to it, but after smelting it into the Phoenix Blood Red Gold Armor, Ma Hongjun was able to add its indestructible properties to his hands, turning it into a special two-handed soul skill, even if it is powerful and dark gold.
The Dreadclaw is slightly weakened, but more practical.
"Let's clean up together. After all, I am also the mistress here. I prefer to clean up our house with you than just standing here."
Shui Bing'er shook her head slightly, held her hands in front of her, and an ice blade about half a meter long appeared in her hand, and then mercilessly chopped at the sycamore branches in the wooden house.
Until there is no more weeds or fallen leaves in the entire wooden house, and the gentle breeze blows up the dust and musty smell in the room and flies outward, and the clear and transparent water flows inside the house out of thin air, as if it knows what to do.
He took the initiative to clean the dust on Ma Hongjun and Shui Bing'er's faces and hands.
At this time, the handsome man in black and red straight-fitting clothes and the beautiful woman in a light blue long skirt looked at each other and smiled, and each took out bed cabinets, tables, chairs, benches, etc. from their storage soul guides, and soon they were
Rearrange the treehouse into a cozy cabin that can be lived in.
Immediately afterwards, a small golden-red flaming phoenix flew out from Ma Hongjun's open palm, and after circling the room, it dispersed the water vapor, low temperature, etc. in the tree house, completely making it look brand new and more livable.
"Binger!"
Ma Hongjun turned around and held Shui Bing'er's jade hands, his fiery gaze seemed to melt her.
Shui Bing'er avoided Ma Hongjun's fiery gaze, took out the ten thousand year pearl he gave her, embedded it on the ceiling of the tree house for lighting, and whispered:
"It's been a tiring day. I'll take a shower first. You, do you want to come together?"
"Is there such a good thing?"
Ma Hongjun was stunned and said quickly:
"Yes, why not?"
Then with a wave of his hand, the ground of the tree house shook, and a bathtub that allowed the two of them to sit inside and discuss life appeared in front of him and Shui Bing'er.
"You add water to it and I'll heat it up," Ma Hongjun said again.
Time passed slowly, and unknowingly, more than half an hour passed. I don't know when it started. Shui Bing'er was lying on the bathtub with a pretty and rosy face. There was a little bit of sweat on her rosy face. She didn't know whether it was sweat or the bath.
The water droplets splashing in the bucket really look like a picture of a beauty taking a bath.
However, no one except Ma Hongjun dared to appreciate this beautiful scenery.
Shui Bing'er held the edge of the bathtub with both hands, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her jade lips half biting and half humming, until the water in the bathtub was evaporated by the temperature of the flames that Ma Hongjun slowly released, the two of them were considered to be together inside and out.
All cleaned.
Soon, a night passed, and as the dawn of the next day dawned, Shui Bing'er finally stopped.
"Where's the person? Xiaojun, I made a breakthrough."
Shui Bing'er's fair and rosy jade-like face has a shallow dimple on each side. The whole person seems to be exuding a holy light like mushrooms after a spring rain. Her cold expression reveals three parts of charm, one part of joy, and one part of joy.
Shy.
On the top of the sycamore tree, Ma Hongjun's ears twitched slightly, and he also stopped and stood up, turned back to the tree house, and said with a smile:
"How's it going? Are you satisfied with my gift?"
Shui Bing'er felt the eighty-sixth level of soul power cultivation in her body and the mental power that had broken through to the middle stage of the spiritual source realm. Then she thought about the majestic energy that Ma Hongjun injected into her body, which had been refined for most of the night, and said:
"This is the feedback Chen Yongjie gave you after his death, right?"
Ma Hongjun nodded and said: "Yes, this is the first time that the Six Paths of Reincarnation has completely swallowed up a person's cultivation and life."
"Half of it is returned to heaven and earth, and half of it is fed back to me."
"I refined it myself, and the improvement effect was not great. It would be a waste to squander it directly, so I suppressed it in the Guanyuan acupoint, and then taught it to you, just in time to improve your cultivation level.
Level one.”
Shui Bing'er smiled slightly and said: "I am very satisfied with your gift, but the last one almost scared me, and I felt like my whole body was about to be burst by you."
"Fortunately, you greeted me in advance."
"If, if there is a next time, you can do it several times. Infusing it into me at once is no less than directly absorbing a soul ring."
"Even if this energy has been filtered through six reincarnations when it is fed back to you, and your body has sorted it out again, it is still a bit too much to pour it into me all at once."
Ma Hongjun nodded and smiled: "Are you addicted now?"
"I hate it, it's so early in the morning, what are you talking about?"
Shui Binger gouged out Ma Hongjun's eyes angrily, waved her hand to put away the things in the tree house, and said:
"Let's go to see Feng Xiaotian. After talking to the teacher and the others yesterday, I made an appointment to catch up with you today. Don't keep me waiting."
Ma Hongjun smiled coquettishly, held Shui Bing'er's jade-like hand, and said:
"Bing'er, do you know why Feng Xiaotian is looking for me?"
"Why?" Shui Binger asked.
"Three-year agreement!"
"four years ago,……"
As Ma Hongjun explained, he and Shui Bing'er walked towards the college cafeteria.
"That's probably it."
Shui Bing'er said: "He has completely refined his martial soul now. He should have found the inheritance of the Wind God, right?"
"Maybe, I'll find out later if I ask," Ma Hongjun said.
More than an hour later, Shui Bing'er and Shui Bing'er had a taste of Royal Shrek Academy's food in the college cafeteria, and then the two of them walked towards the administrative office building.
Soon, more than a quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Before they reached the administrative office building, Ma Hongjun and Shui Bing'er saw Feng Xiaotian standing with Huo Wu from a distance.
Ma Hongjun came forward and said, "Hi, great apprentice, great apprentice, good morning."
"Forehead!"
Huo Wu and Feng Xiaotian were stunned, but then Feng Xiaotian came to his senses and also greeted: "Brother Hongjun, Princess Xuebing, good morning to you too."
Shui Bing'er returned the gift and said, "Have you two had breakfast? Do you want to go together?"
"Thank you for your concern, Princess Xue Bing. Xiao Wu and I have already eaten."
"But if Princess Xuebing and brother Hongjun haven't eaten yet, Xiaowu and I wouldn't mind accompanying you for another walk."
Speaking, Feng Xiaotian sighed:
"But I have to say that the food at Shrek Academy is really good. Based on this alone, the series of contracts signed by Dean Flender yesterday seems to be the right move."
Ma Hongjun smiled and said: "You are right, no matter how poor Shrek Academy is, it will never treat the teachers and students in the academy badly in terms of food, but it is more than that?"
"Brother Xiaotian, you will soon discover that signing a series of contracts with the teacher yesterday and becoming a part of our Shrek Academy will be the wisest decision you have ever made in your life."
Feng Xiaotian smiled and said, "Really? Let's wait and see about Xiaotian."
Ma Hongjun smiled and nodded, knowingly asking: "Why didn't you go back with your wife, grandpa, and brother?"
Huo Wu hummed and said, "I miss you. I want to stay and see you again. Can't I?"
Ma Hongjun smiled and said: "Bing'er and I have already eaten. Let's go in. Don't stand here anymore. If you have anything to say, go and chat slowly."
There was no sign of silence all the way, and soon the four of them arrived at the living room on the top floor. Ma Hongjun and Shui Bing'er were the hosts, and Feng Xiaotian was still a half-guest. They invited him to take a seat. Ma Hongjun then ordered Huo Wu to make tea for the four of them.
Then he said:
"Brother Xiaotian, are you asking me to meet you for the three-year appointment you made four years ago?"
Huo Wu's hands making tea paused slightly, and he immediately raised his head to look at Ma Hongjun. The unconvinced look in his eyes disappeared instantly.
Although she was dissatisfied with being treated as a maid, she was a true disciple of Ma Hongjun, both in name and in reality.
Among the four people present, one was her lover, one was the princess of the empire, and the other was her teacher. No matter how you looked at it, she was the one with the lowest status.
Of course, she also knew Ma Hongjun's unique tea-making skills. When her wife and great-grandfather summoned Ma Hongjun for the first time, her aunt had already secretly learned his tea-making skills.
Over the years, although she mainly practiced with her wife and grandfather, she was still able to make tea and other things under the influence of her ears and eyes.
Feng Xiaotian nodded and said:
"Yes, what does Lord Vulcan say? Is there a God of Wind in the God Realm?"
Ma Hongjun answered an unexpected question:
"Didn't you already find the inheritance of Fengshen? Why are you still asking this?"
Feng Xiaotian was stunned and said:
"When did you find the Wind God's inheritance? Why didn't I know?"
Ma Hongjun smiled and said:
"The crowd searched for him a thousand times. Suddenly I looked back, and there he was, in a brightly lit place."
"We've known each other for a long time. We don't talk secretly. Xiaotian, when you and I were sparring yesterday, did you have special feelings for me?"
"Of course, don't think wrongly. Even if you have special feelings for me, I am not interested in you."
Feng Xiaotian's brows jumped slightly and he said:
"How do you know I have special feelings for you? Do you do the same?"
"How could I have special feelings for you?"
Ma Hongjun smiled and said: "Bing'er, Huo Wu, you see, he didn't even bother himself."
Feng Xiaotian said with a dark face:
"Hongjun, who is the funny one between us? You? You! You!"
"snort!"
Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu hummed in unison, covering their faces with their hands and turning their heads to the side, as if they didn't recognize the two of them.
Ma Hongjun said: "I really don't have feelings for you. What I feel for you is my martial spirit."
"Didn't you say that you searched all over the continent and finally found the origin of the wind deep in the hurricane canyon? Isn't that the inheritance of the Wind God?"
Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said:
"Indeed, I don't have any special feelings for you, it's my martial spirit that does."
"But I didn't get any reminder from Master Fengshen. Does this count as gaining the inheritance of Fengshen?"
Ma Hongjun said: "Aren't you curious as to why your martial soul and mine suddenly have special feelings?"
"You should understand what this means."
Feng Xiaotian said: "You mean we can possibly practice martial soul fusion skills?"
Ma Hongjun shook his head, picked up the tea cup and toasted Feng Xiaotian, and said:
"You don't have to think about this. Although that special feeling may indeed allow us to practice a new martial soul fusion skill, except for Bing'er, I will not directly fuse with anyone else."
"At most, I will study a multi-person martial soul fusion skill or a martial soul combination skill with you in the future."
"But that's not the point, brother. The point I'm talking about is, aren't you curious about why our spirits have special feelings?"
"Why?"
Feng Xiaotian said: "You know?"
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