Genius for one second? Live? Little Yu??? Champagne? Mound? City f * * * Chapter 261 Flame Dragon Dance!
After a few months, when he returned to his own home once again, Tang Huan actually felt as if a lifetime had passed.
Back then, when he left the Furious Waves City, he thought that he would be able to return in a month or two, but he didn't expect that after going to Feng Ming Mountain, he would go to the Dragon Spring Town and the Sword Crafting Valley. Four to five months had passed, and when he went, he was alone, but when he came back, there was a little girl.
What made people at a loss whether to laugh or cry was that the little girl was actually the Demon Clan's Flamewing Phoenix King. If this news were to spread, it would probably shock everyone.
However, although he had experienced many twists and turns on this trip, it was fortunate that he had successfully obtained the "Nirvana Sacred Fire" and entered the "Forging God Cave" that his master had once stayed in.
The only pity was that not a single page of the new "Divine Tools Catalogue" could be found.
After Tang Huan and the little girl had made a deal, he had tried to ask her about it. Before yesterday, she had always insisted that she did not obtain any of the map fragments.
However, when they were on the boat today, the little girl suddenly told him the truth. She had indeed obtained a page of the remnant scroll, but that page had long since been given to another Demon King of the Demon Clan, who was also the "Xuan Ming Ghost King" who was in charge of helping Fen Tian search for the remnant scroll.
Furthermore, according to the little girl's speculations, the map fragments on the body of the "Xuan Ming Ghost King" most likely exceeded three pages.
Tang Huan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, but he immediately dispelled that thought. That "Xuan Ming Ghost King" was not like the "Howling Firmament Wolf King", "Flamewing Phoenix King" and "Sword Soul King", who were all injured. Demon Clan's peak condition was not something the current Tang Huan could contend against.
Furthermore, that "Xuan Ming Ghost King" was an archer! Even an ordinary Stage Nine Martial Saint would not be a match for such an existence.
"The remnant scroll of the 'Divine Tools Catalogue' can only be collected in the future."
With that thought, Tang Huan had already walked into his master's room. When he came out, the five pages of the map had already been kept in the "Sumeru Magical Ring" on his finger.
With this thing, it was indeed much more convenient.
When he went out, it was extremely unsafe to bring the map fragments with him, but if he left them at home, he would be worried that someone would find them. It could be said that as long as he did not die, no one would be able to take away the map fragments. If he was killed one day, then who would get the map fragments would no longer be something he could care about.
"Hu!"
A huge blue figure suddenly pounced over. Tang Huan was startled, the Dragon and Phoenix Lance in his hands reflexively wanted to stab over, but in the next moment, Tang Huan came to his senses, the long spear suddenly stopped in the air, and immediately after, he was thrown to the ground by the blue figure along with his spear.
Then, Tang Huan saw a scarlet tongue licking his face.
To the left, to the right, and in the middle …
After smearing his face with saliva, the blue shadow quickly jumped away. Following that, a cheerful "yiya" sound and a "giggle" sound entered his ears.
Tang Huan sat up, wiped his wet face, and looked towards the direction of the voice, only to see that ten metres away, Xiao Budian, whose body had already grown countless of times, was grinning and clapping his two front claws, as if he was laughing out loud. On Xiao Budian's back, the little girl was making faces.
Tang Huan's face was stern, and he was about to stand up.
Xiao Budian hurriedly jumped away, and the little girl on his back was caught off guard. She was thrown to the ground, and her face was covered in dirt. Seeing her like this, Xiao Budian was stunned for a moment, and then his mouth opened wide again. His two little claws continuously beat his chest, and he seemed to be laughing even harder.
"Little Scoundrel, see how I'll take care of you!"
The little girl who was with Xiao Budian just a moment ago was so angry that her face was crooked. She waved her two little fists and chased after him.
Seeing that, Tang Huan's face could no longer hold back, and he could not help but laugh out loud.
After laughing, Tang Huan was a little surprised in his heart. Xiao Budian's third pair of wings had just taken shape, and his body length had already exceeded two meters. If he were to grow to eight wings, ten wings, or even twelve wings, how huge would his body be?
Fortunately, this little guy could shrink at any time. No matter how he grew in the future, he would be able to return to his original meatball-like appearance.
Tang Huan smiled slightly, then immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, calmed his mind, and began to study the "Flaming Rainbow Spear Art".
Now that he had returned to the Furious Waves City, Tang Huan did not plan to immediately head to the Heavenly Forging City as his master had said. He still decided to stay in the Furious Waves City for a period of time, study his own battle skills, and then raise his attainments in Tools Method. Of course, during this period of time, Tang Huan still had to go to the grave to pay his respects to his mother.
Amongst Tang Huan's current three types of battle skills, the "Burning Sky Slash Blade Technique" only had the first four moves, so there was no need to be anxious. The "Absolute Monarch Nine Heavens Sword Technique" could wait until he forged a good sword, and what Tang Huan needed to study the most was the "Flaming Rainbow Spear Art" created by the Spear Saint.
There were a total of six forms to the "Flaming Rainbow Spear Art". Tang Huan was already a Stage Six Martial Master now, so he should already have the ability to execute the third form.
The first form of the spear art was called "Prairie Fire", the second form was called "Beacon Smoke", and the third form was called "Flame Dragon Dance".
Compared to the first two forms, this Flame Dragon Dance required even more meticulous control over the Genuine Qi, and the more Spiritual Wheel one had, the stronger one's control over the Genuine Qi would be. This was also the reason why one had to wait until they became a Stage Six Martial Master before they could cultivate this Flame Dragon Dance.
Tang Huan's heart was as calm as water, his mind was spinning rapidly, trying to figure out the profoundness of the Flame Dragon Dance over and over again.
Time flew by like a shuttle.
Unknowingly, it was already late at night. Xiao Budian's body had long since shrunk back to its original state, crawling under the stone table not far away from Tang Huan and sleeping soundly. The little girl, on the other hand, used its bulging stomach as a pillow and slept soundly as well, with a mischievous smile on her lips.
"Hu!"
Under the night sky, Tang Huan, who was like a statue, suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the long spear at his side, and leaped forward. Almost at the same time, a "weng" sound suddenly rang out, and the long spear shone brightly, thrusting out like lightning. At the tip of the spear, a fiery red aura seemed to rise.
But the spear was only halfway through, when it suddenly stopped, and Tang Huan's figure also leaped two meters away.
"Something's wrong!"
Tang Huan frowned, and sat down cross-legged again. He placed the Dragon and Phoenix Spear by his side, and the luster suddenly disappeared. Under the stone table not far away, Xiao Budian and the little girl opened their sleepy eyes at almost the same time, but their mouths only mumbled vaguely before they fell back into a deep sleep.
Tang Huan once again turned into a statue, his body did not move at all. Only after nearly a quarter of an hour did Tang Huan open his eyes once again, grabbing onto his long spear and leaping forward. With a buzzing sound, the dazzling red and green light once again exploded, illuminating the entire courtyard like a dream.
However, before this spear could completely pierce through, it had already stopped.
"No, that's not right."
"It's still not right!"
"It's still lacking a little bit of flavor..."
"..."
Tang Huan sat down cross-legged again and again, and thrusted his spear again and again. He continued to repeat this cycle, immersed in it, and did not know how much time had passed.
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