Chapter 26: Opportunities are fought for by oneself
When he walked out of the door, Zhang Hao was already covered in sweat. He hadn't noticed it when he had a tense confrontation with Huang Long. When he left the small study room, Zhang Hao was surprised to realize that his back was almost soaked.
It was quiet outside the door. No one went to register with Jiang Tao at this time. Everyone was looking at Zhang Hao. When they saw Zhang Hao come out, everyone's eyes were filled with questions.
Seeing Zhang Hao coming out, the monk closest to the gate who was sitting upright, wearing a blue shirt and carrying a sword stood up and bowed slightly to Zhang Hao: "Hello, fellow Daoist Zhang, I'm from the Jianfeidao Mercenary Group.
The sword is not a sword, I'm sorry."
"Sword... flying knife?" Zhang Hao was a little dumbfounded. Originally, everyone's accent was slightly different, although they all spoke common language; if you choose such a strange name, it will easily be misunderstood.
Jian Feidao laughed, quite proudly: "My name is Jian, Feidao, my surname is Jian Feida, the sword of Jian Xian, my name is Right and Fei Zhi Fei, the sword that is still precious.
The family has passed down the skills of sword immortals from generation to generation. Jian Feida gave the name to the elders and did not dare to change it.
So I established the Jianfei Dao mercenary group. Dao, the way of Dao.
The elders always think that the Sword Immortal is the most powerful in the world; however, I feel that although the Sword Immortal is good, if you only see the Sword Immortal without the vast starry sky and billions of dharma, it is not the way to practice.
Therefore, establishing the 'Jianfeidao Mercenary Group' is not only to alert ourselves, but also to gather like-minded fellow practitioners to discuss the path of spiritual practice.
This time I came in a hurry, but I also brought some fellow practitioners with me."
After Jian Feidao said this, someone next to him straightened up, bowed his hands and said, "I'm from the Jian Feidao mercenary group, Mo Sanghai, I've met my Taoist friend."
Another woman stood up: "I'm from the Jianfeidao mercenary group, Bai Feng. I've met my fellow Taoist."
Someone else stood up: "I am from the Jianfeidao mercenary group, Dongfang Buqun, I have met fellow Taoists."
Someone else...
Zhang Hao returned the greeting one by one, with a bit of confusion in his eyes - there were more than a dozen people, all of whom were sword immortals. They were wearing similar green shirts, with the same swords on their backs, the same domineering sword aura, but the same politeness.
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Zhang Hao never imagined that there would be such a day: a row of sword fairies sitting in rows eating fruits~
The combat power of a dozen sword immortals is enough to destroy the entire Golden Eagle Empire... Such thoughts suddenly came to Zhang Hao's mind.
Although he had paid attention to these people before, he didn't pay much attention to them. At that time, Zhang Hao focused all his attention on Huanglong.
Everyone saw them one by one, Jian Feidao finally asked: "I dare to ask my friend, how is the star master's mood?"
This is to ask Zhang Hao about the situation just now, but the Star Master is behind him and the door is still open, so there are some things that cannot be said clearly. I can only express my relationship with the Star Master~
To be honest, it is actually a bit dangerous to go to Huang Long alone to report the situation. This is the world of cultivation. If you want to enter that small room, Huang Long will not be able to escape if he gets into trouble. Don't forget, practitioners should not use too many methods.
Especially when they saw that Zhang Hao's back was almost wet, everyone was inevitably nervous - to make a monk who has returned to the virtual realm and a master who has reached the immortal realm break out in so much cold sweat, what kind of pressure would he face? The pressure of life and death
Bar?
Zhang Hao smiled: "The star master is in a good mood, but if everyone can trust each other and be more sincere, the star master will be in a better mood. If we want to explore the ruins this time, we must fight side by side, back to back."
Jian Feidao breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Hao's answer was already obvious: he was in a good mood, and everyone should be more honest. This time, we must trust each other when exploring the ruins.
Jian Feidao once again bowed his hands to Zhang Hao: "If Taoist friend Zhang is free, please move to the Jian Feidao mercenary group. We will sweep the couch and wait for you to have tea and talk with Taoist friends."
"You're welcome, Zhang Hao. I'm an impatient person. I'll pay you a visit once this meeting is over."
"Haha, welcome." Jian Feidao cupped his hands again, walked into the door at the back of the hall, and then slowly closed the door.
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But Jian Feida's treatment was completely different from Zhang Hao's.
The first one to enter and the second one to enter are by no means the same concept.
The first person to enter has a clear conscience and extraordinary courage. The most important thing is that Huanglong will feel that the first person trusts himself and respects himself. Trust is the greatest respect.
But there is a problem with the second person!
What, you don’t believe me?
Why are you chattering at the door? Do you think if you speak in a subtle way, I will be deaf?
And no matter what you say, the first person is commendable for his courage; the second person is questionable.
So Huang Long didn't open his mouth this time, pouring himself a drink; and in front of Jianfeidao, there was the teacup Zhang Hao had just used, and there was still half a cup of unfinished tea in it.
In contrast, when Zhang Hao came in, Huang Long poured the tea himself.
This gap is huge.
Jian Feidao knelt down on the futon. Although his waist was as straight as Ruoyuan Ting's, sweat gradually appeared on his head. However, Jian Feidao did not regret it. Practitioners need to be cautious. The first one to come in was Silly
Be bold!
After about a moment, Huang Long finally put down the tea cup and sighed slightly, without the smile on his face when he met Zhang Hao.
"A sword is not a sword!" A faint voice sounded. It was very calm, but there was a hint of thunderous anger.
"Star Master." Jian Feidao still sat upright, but his eyes dropped slightly, staring at the cup used by Zhang Hao.
Huang Long looked at Jian Feida for a while, and then said: "You are still a sword immortal, but you are not as good as an ordinary practitioner. The sword immortal has practiced to your level, and you are indeed a 'Jian Feidao'!"
"What the Star Master teaches is this." You are right, I will respond first.
Huang Long shook his head slightly: "You are also an old man from Chunhui Star. A long time ago, I wanted to find an opportunity to talk to you alone, but I didn't get the chance until today.
Your qualifications are very good, your skills are also very good, and your character is not bad. But... you are a swordsman.
If you take another path of cultivation, your achievements will never be more than this, and you may have reached the realm of immortals. But if you are a sword immortal, your character will be insufficient.
I have never heard of anyone who was afraid of death and became a swordsman.
The Sword Immortal is very strong, and fighting across levels is common for the Sword Immortal. However, if you want to obtain such a powerful combat power, you must first not be afraid of death!
Without the indomitable faith, without the determination to use the sword to cut off people and kill them, on the road to sword immortality, you will always stop at the peak of earthly immortality. The realm of heavenly immortality is no longer purely a realm of cultivation, but also a spiritual breakthrough.
"
Jian Feidao was stunned for a long time, and then slowly lowered his head. This was a tribute to the strong man and a thank you for the guidance.
Huang Long sighed: "Actually, the skills and inheritance you have received are not very different from my practice; if you took it seriously, you should have broken through to the realm of immortals long ago.
You always covet the inheritance of large empires such as the Minghui Empire, but you don't understand the principle of cherishing what you have now.
Let me ask you a question, how old is Zhang Hao?"
Jian Feidao was a little dazed. Why did preaching become a riddle? But after thinking about it, he still said seriously: "I guess his lifespan should be around 2,000 years old. He is a very young monk in the realm of returning to the virtual world."
Huang Long shook his head slightly: "Guess again!"
Jian Feidao thought for a while, especially observing Huang Long's expression, and said hesitantly: "1,000 years old?"
Huang Long shook his head again, "100 years old!"
"Impossible! If you can achieve the transformation of a god at the age of 100, at most the Dharma phase level, you are considered a genius!"
Huang Long chuckled: "You know, when I first heard about Zhang Hao and Dayang Group, I was extremely skeptical. But the facts are even more shocking.
When the Dayang Group was first formed, the best technique they had was just an incomplete "Zhou Tian Gong", and its highest state was only in the early stage of becoming a god.
However, the Dayang Group organized countless manpower and relied on the wisdom of tens of thousands of low-level practitioners to modify and deduce the exercises bit by bit.
To this day, they rely on their own strength to deduce the incomplete "Zhou Tian Gong" to the early stage of returning to the void state.
In recognition of his ambition, I have given Dayang Group thousands of exercises of various types to return to the realm of virtual reality, many of which can directly lead to the realm of immortals.
However, when I looked at Zhang Hao's cultivation just now, he still didn't change his technique.
Dayang Group has collected many, many exercises, but they have been deducing their own exercises.
Nowadays, there are people in Dayang Group who have returned to the virtual realm. I have seen 37 people. Among these people, the oldest one seems to be named Fu Yun, who is only 600 years old.
You said, does a civilization that has just entered the starry sky have so many geniuses?"
Jian Feidao's eyes flashed with shock.
Huang Long continued: "Opportunities are always earned by yourself. So I promised Zhang Hao that I will support the development of Dayang Group. I want to see what heights Dayang Group can reach. Zhang Hao is very young and his cultivation level is not high yet.
, but I am willing to treat them equally.
A sword is not a sword, a sword is not a sword... Your parents gave you a name as a warning, but you turned a blind eye.
Go, I hope this conversation can give you some insights. I hope that before we explore the ruins, a heaven-level swordsman will appear here."
Jian Feidao bowed again, slowly stood up and retreated.
When he was about to retreat to the gate, Huang Long suddenly waved his hand, and a seemingly ordinary white porcelain jar flew in front of Jian Feidao, "Give this to Zhang Hao. Just tell him that he left it behind."
"Yes." Jian Feidao took the porcelain jar with both hands and walked out.
As soon as he came outside, Jian Feidao suddenly felt a slight chill on his back. He felt a little bit embarrassed when he felt it. His back was also soaked with cold sweat; not only his back, but also his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
I went in and was scolded, but I didn't say a word of what I wanted to say. At the same time, I had to help Zhang Hao deliver a courier.
Quickly walking to Zhang Hao's side, Jian Feidao placed the white porcelain jar on the table in front of Zhang Hao with both hands, "The Star Lord just said that you left this behind."
Looking at this simple white porcelain jar, Zhang Hao's heart skipped a beat - this was a whole jar of black ice rock tea! Zhang Hao didn't know how much this thing was worth, but it was definitely not cheap. Golden Immortal Level Immortal Tea, Sect Master Level
Exclusively for the royal family of the empire!
But since he was the one who ‘lost’, then... accept it.
Well, Zhang Hao still bowed his hands in the direction of Huang Long, thanked Jian Feida again, and then accepted the thing.
In the middle of the hall, Jiang Tao looked at the porcelain jar and his eyes almost popped out.