After a muffled sound, Ling Hao was knocked away five or six times in a row, his eyes rolled back and he fainted again.
I don't know how long it took, but Ling Hao woke up and looked around. This was another completely unfamiliar environment.
Of course, the start was different, but the result was the same, Ling Hao was ravaged to pieces and then passed out.
Similar things happened seven or eight times in a row.
For the ninth time, he found himself in a familiar environment, surrounded by hot air waves.
This was the place where he saw the dragon and the nine-headed monster fighting each other when he awakened his bloodline last time. There was still fire at the end of his sight, making half of the sky red.
boom!
Just when Ling Hao was about to look ahead, a loud noise was heard, deafening.
Immediately afterwards, five or six huge monsters were lifted into the air, and at the same time they let out a roar and fell heavily to the ground, making the whole earth tremble.
The next moment, a divine dragon soared into the sky. It was the same dragon he had met last time and the one he encountered in the Kowloon Space.
Immediately afterwards, the divine dragon looked up to the sky and roared before surging towards Ling Hao's direction.
"Brother Shenlong, can you chat for a few words first?" Ling Hao shouted loudly.
However, Shenlong ignored him at all, with a look of contempt on his face.
"Brother Shenlong, can you tell me where exactly this place is?" Ling Hao asked loudly again.
call!
Before he finished speaking, the dragon quickly swooped down towards him.
Then, no more, Ling Hao passed out again.
"Master Ling!"
After an unknown amount of time, a voice came into Ling Hao's ears.
After a while, Ling Hao slowly opened his eyes, and after adjusting to the light for a while, he found that he was back in the Sword Sect's palace, and he was half-lying on a piece of mahogany sand.
The person who spoke was none other than the Confucian scholar, but the four shadowy old men from before were missing.
"Master Ling, are you awake?" The Confucian scholar looked at Ling Hao and smiled.
"Senior, have I been unconscious for a long time?" Ling Hao stood up and looked at the Confucian scholar and asked.
"Exactly one month!" The Confucian scholar smiled again.
"A month?" Ling Hao was stunned for a moment, "So long?"
"It did take a little longer than I expected!" Confucian scholar responded with a smile, "However, the effect of this physical training is also better than I expected!"
"Is the physical training over?" Ling Hao asked again.
"Of course!" The Confucian scholar nodded.
"Where are the four seniors from before?" Ling Hao asked.
"Their soul consciousness has fulfilled its mission!" The Confucian scholar did not directly answer Ling Hao's words.
"Seniors, thank you very much!" Ling Hao took a deep breath and bowed deeply towards the inside of the hall with a solemn expression.
He didn't know what the Confucian scholars meant by "completed one's mission", whether they had dissipated or gone to where they should go.
But no matter what, the four of them were kind to him and could bear his worship.
"Mr. Ling, please run the Great Zhoutian again to channelize the true energy in your body." The Confucian scholar then looked at Ling Hao and said.
"Okay!" Ling Hao nodded.
After he finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged and started to move around.
boom!
About a quarter of an hour later, a monstrous force burst out from him, overwhelming the mountain, and the solid wood sofa under him and the surrounding wooden furniture instantly turned into powder.
It can be seen from this momentum alone that it is several orders of magnitude stronger than he was before.
"Um?!"
After checking his own cultivation level, Ling Hao's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.
Half step ancestor!!!
In one month, he actually broke through three or four levels, and half of his feet had already entered the first-level ancestor realm!
in this way
exaggerate?!
"If you don't want to survive the thunder tribulation, you can just break the mirror!" The Confucian scholar said with a smile.
"Thank you again for your great kindness, senior!" Ling Hao bowed to the Confucian scholar.
At the same time, he vaguely felt that after this physical training, his physical body's ability to resist blows had probably improved a lot.
"Young Master Ling, you're welcome. This has something to do with your own constitution. We are just following the trend." The Confucian scholar responded with a smile.
"You should consolidate your cultivation first, and when it stabilizes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you can try to overcome the tribulation!"
"If we can successfully overcome the tribulation, by then, with the help of Tianxuan Space and Magic Sword Art, we should be able to compete with the Holy Ancestor in the mid-to-late stage."
"Understood!" Ling Hao nodded solemnly.
After a slight pause, he continued to ask, "Senior Confucian scholar, is there any news from outside this month?"
"There are three things related to you." The Confucian scholar responded.
"First, Ruan Huang, the city lord of Shura City, should be coming to Huihe City in the past two days. It is said that this time, Shura City's high-end combat power will almost come out in full force. I don't know the details."
"But Ruan Huang's cultivation level is already clear, and he is half-stepped into the strength of the ninth-grade Saint Ancestor!"
"So strong?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Yeah!" The Confucian scholar nodded.
"Secondly, the people from the Charming Realm should be arriving soon, and the target is you too. The person leading the team is Mei Niang, the leader of the Phantom Charming Group."
"Phantom Charming Group?" Ling Hao was stunned.
"Yes!" the Confucian scholar responded, "Similar to the Shura Iron Clothes of Shura City, they are the strongest team in the Charm Domain."
After a brief pause, he continued, "According to the information I learned, Mei Niang is the strongest person in the Charm Realm besides Ning Mei."
"Her cultivation level is at the same level as Ruan Huang's, and she is also at the late stage of the eighth-grade Saint Ancestor."
"Understood!" Ling Hao nodded and continued, "What is the third thing?"
"As far as I know, Xiaojie should have also sent people to Huihe City. Their purpose is to
The mark should be the Nine Dragon Cauldron of Heaven and Earth on your body!" the Confucian scholar responded.
"But I haven't learned who they sent here this time."
"Really?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.
Super powers from four directions, three of them came, and they all came for him, which was a lot of pressure!
"In addition, I have an intuition that people from the Infinite Realm should also be looking for you!" The Confucian scholar continued, "However, I don't know if they are hostile or not!"
"Okay!" Ling Hao's mouth twitched slightly.
"Master Ling, Ruan Huang may come to Huihe City at any time." The Confucian scholar said again, "So, you must seize the time to overcome the disaster as soon as possible, otherwise the pressure will be great!"
"Understood!" Ling Hao nodded solemnly.
After finishing speaking, he looked at the Confucian scholar and asked abruptly, "Senior, do you have a way to get to the Land of Silent Ruins?"
"Huh?" The Confucian scholar was stunned for a moment. "You want to go to Jixu?"
"It's not an option to be beaten passively all the time!" Ling Hao nodded.
"That's fine!" The Confucian scholar thought for a moment and then responded, "After the crisis in the next few days is dealt with, I will take you to the Land of Silent Ruins."
"Senior, do you really have a way to get to Jixu?" Ling Hao's eyes widened.
"It is said that going from Huihe City to Jixu requires passing through a star field filled with a large number of cosmic storms. The sixth-tier aircraft we usually ride on cannot withstand it."
"You don't have to worry about this. I said you can go if you can!" Confucian scholar interrupted him.
"Okay!" Ling Hao nodded again.
Compared with being beaten passively, he prefers to take the initiative!
"By the way, Mrs. Ling and Miss Xuan came to see you three days ago. They should now be on the third floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion to understand the meaning of the sword." The Confucian scholar continued.
"Have they also left seclusion?" Ling Hao asked.
"Yeah!" the Confucian scholar responded, "You go find them, I'll go talk to the junior sister about something!"
"Okay!" Ling Hao nodded.
About ten minutes later, Ling Hao arrived at the third floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion.