Chapter 1128 The Man Buried in the Stone
If it were in the outside world, Yang Haoran's breakthrough would never be so fast.
It will take at least a few months, but under the strong spiritual energy of the Spirit Gathering Paradise.
Yang Haoran's cultivation has officially entered the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
The improvement in cultivation made Yang Haoran clearly feel the strength of his own strength.
However, the absorption of spiritual energy has reached a saturation level.
After pushing Yang Haoran's cultivation level to the middle of the sixth level of Qi refining stage.
The flushing of spiritual energy has no obvious effect on the improvement of Yang Haoran's cultivation.
But this already made Yang Haoran overjoyed.
The improvement he achieved in this short period of time saved him at least four months, or even more.
Yang Haoran stood up suddenly, his eyes becoming sharper and brighter.
The huge power contained in his body gave Yang Haoran the urge to punch through the mountain.
But Yang Haoran is still rational, this is just an illusion.
Although the sixth level of the Qi refining stage is powerful, it is not separated from the mortal body.
It is absolutely impossible to penetrate a mountain.
Yang Haoran gave a wry smile, and now it was time to worry about how to get out.
Just when Yang Haoran was frowning and worried, he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the distance.
Yang Haoran suddenly became alert, there was actually someone here!
The weak sound was like the sound of mosquitoes and flies, but it was vaguely audible that it was calling for help!
Yang Haoran's body suddenly trembled, and his scalp suddenly felt numb.
Who will appear in this cave?
Countless random thoughts flashed through Yang Haoran's mind.
The weak voice was still ringing intermittently.
Yang Haoran squinted his eyes and looked for the location where the sound came from.
It has not left the scope of the Soul Gathering Blessed Land.
In fact, the distance from Yang Haoran is only three hundred meters.
The mouth of a skinny old man was opening and closing to make sounds.
What was extremely terrifying was that the old man's body was completely buried under the rock.
Perhaps it is inappropriate to say that it was buried.
Looking at it, it looked more like the old man had grown out of the rock.
Only one head was exposed, like a skeleton, with no hair on the top of the head.
The two eyes were sunken and looked extremely scary.
Yang Haoran walked in front of him and was also startled, jumping up immediately.
"Damn it, you didn't grow out of a stone, did you?"
Yang Haoran suddenly thought of Sun Wukong. Would he look like this before he jumped out of the stone?
The skull can still rotate, but not very much.
Because there is only a layer of old black skin left on the face, there is naturally no change in expression.
But those eyes could still barely show a trace of anger and injustice.
And the mouth that opened and closed seemed to be cursing.
Yang Haoran also calmed down at this time, looking curiously at the old man growing out of the rock.
Suddenly I saw a yellow thing next to me.
Yang Haoran picked it up curiously and discovered that it was a wooden stick.
But it is not an ordinary wooden staff, but a magic weapon that has been refined by practitioners.
It is engraved with a coiled dragon pattern, and there is a small word vaguely on the dragon's head of the wooden stick.
Yang Haoran wiped off the dust on it with his fingers, squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and saw that it was the character Ling.
"Why is there a magic weapon here? Ling? Is it a person named Ling?"
The skull on the side seemed quite angry, but unfortunately he could only slightly shake his head to show his dissatisfaction.
Apart from making a faint sound like a mosquito, it does nothing to help at all.
Yang Haoran didn't bother to pay attention to him, but he was quite interested in the wooden staff.
But he suddenly froze, and then his head buzzed.
He quickly turned his head to look at the skull buried underground.
He shouted: "Ling Tianmiao!"
The skull originally had some movement, but now it seemed as if it was completely dead and motionless.
Those terrifying eyes met Yang Haoran's, and they suddenly became empty and lifeless.
Yang Haoran couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the skull's reaction.
“Damn it, it can’t be such a coincidence, right?
Are you really that Ling Tianmiao?"
The skull tried hard to nod, looking like he was about to cry.
It's a pity that this guy basically doesn't have any water now. Where are the tears for him to squander?
With a wonderful expression on Yang Haoran's face, he immediately recalled the scene inside the medicine furnace.
The name Ling Tianmiao was said by Mr. Nangong himself.
At that time, Yang Haoran was just talking nonsense.
As for who Ling Tianmiao is, Yang Haoran doesn't know.
Of course, I didn't care before that.
It wasn't until he saw this magic weapon cane that he connected these things together.
If Mr. Nangong hadn't described the appearance of this cane in detail at that time, Yang Haoran might not have recognized it now.
He began to recall the scene carefully.
Especially Mr. Nangong's demeanor and tone when he mentioned Ling Tianmiao, and he kept making calculations.
When Ling Tianmiao was mentioned, Mr. Nangong looked very scared and surprised.
This can explain many problems.
Ling Tianmiao definitely didn't have a good relationship with Yao Lu, and they were even antagonistic.
On the other hand, Ling Tianmiao should be very powerful, otherwise he would not be intimidated by Mr. Nangong.
Yang Haoran suddenly showed a playful smile.
Although there is no relationship between him and Ling Tianmiao.
But based on the principle that the enemy of his enemy is his friend, it was necessary for him to help this guy.
But soon, Yang Haoran scratched his head desperately.
This guy is as if he was cast into a rock. How can he be saved?
Cut through the rock and dig him out?
Yang Haoran's heart moved, but he immediately rejected it.
Things are definitely not that simple.
Because he sensed that this guy's body was buried under the rock, but it was already connected to the earth's veins here.
If the rock is dug out, this guy will most likely die!
In order to get this guy out alive, the first thing to do should be to cut off the earth veins connected to his body.
Yang Haoran curled his lips, he didn't have that ability.
I could only squat in front of the skull and spread my hands with regret.
"I want to rescue you, but unfortunately my ability is limited.
I've seen it, your body is connected to the earth's veins.
I don't have the ability to cut off the earth's veins. If I dig you out by force, you are probably more likely to meet the King of Hell.
So it’s not that I won’t save you, but you can’t complain to me if you die!”
Maybe because he was bored because he couldn't get out, Yang Haoran actually explained to a speechless skeleton.
If it were normal times, wouldn't this be a joke?
The skull looked anxious and made inarticulate sounds intermittently.
Yang Haoran was stunned immediately.
This chapter has been completed!