After hearing the words of Master Tiandao, the face of the "old guy" from the immortal clan changed, but after all, he was a person who had seen strong winds and waves, so he quickly calmed down and returned to his normal expression.
However, he was still suspicious in his heart, feeling that with the protection of the seven-colored divine branches, the Cangxian would not fall into that dangerous terrain.
The 'old guy' of the Immortal Clan took a look at the Heavenly Dao Master. Although he suspected in his heart that there was something hidden behind the death of Cangxian, he could not question the Heavenly Dao Master.
Because the senior officials of the Immortal Clan concealed the fact that Cangxian entered the secret realm of the Kunlun Mountains from everyone. Once this matter was exposed, it would bring great trouble to the Immortal Clan.
Therefore, regarding the death of Shangcang Immortal, the immortal clan can only say that the mute eats Coptis chinensis and cannot tell the pain.
"So, it seems that you have obtained the good fortune deep in the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain?" The 'old guy' from the immortal tribe changed the topic and asked the Heavenly Dao Master with a smile on his face.
"No." Master Tian shook his head and said.
"Who is that?"
"It's Lin Hao from the Northern Wasteland human race."
"Lin Hao?" The 'old guy' from the immortal tribe showed a very surprised expression. After being stunned for a while, he glanced at Lin Hao.
At this time, the 'old guys' from the Tao clan, the Buddha clan, and the human clan all looked at Lin Hao. Like the 'old guys' from the fairy clan, they were shocked by Lin Hao, the 'dark horse' who had appeared halfway.
With accident.
"Lin Hao? Are you the grandson of Lin Jishen?"
"He is actually able to overpower the two great geniuses, Dao Master Tian and Emperor Tathagata. How terrifying is his combat power?"
"The human race has really produced a large number of talents in recent years. Not only are there high-level officials such as Ji Xuanyuan, Su Moli, and Zhou Miejie, but there are also peerless geniuses like Lin Tianjiao, Ji Tianyan, and Lin Hao."
"The luck of the human race is really at its peak. I can almost see the great prosperity of the human race in the future."
The 'old guys' of all races started talking about it.
Listening to the compliments of the other 'old guys' to the human race, the old guy from the human race was very happy. He felt a little elated, sweeping away the depressed ambition in his chest.
You must know that since neither Lin Tianjiao nor Ji Tianyan came to the Wuya region to participate in the battle, the human race has long been eliminated and has completely become a "foil" for this battle for creation in the deepest part of the Kunlun Mountains' secret realm; every day, I hear the Tao clan, Buddha
The "old guy" of the fairy clan; discussing the final ownership of the creation deep in the secret realm of the Kunlun Mountains, the "old guy" of the human clan; although on the surface it doesn't matter, he feels quite uncomfortable in his heart.
"Boy, you performed well. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me. I will try my best to help you within my ability." The 'old guy' from the human race said to Lin Hao, and then threw Lin Hao a jade talisman.
"Thank you, senior." Lin Hao was not polite and immediately accepted the jade talisman.
"Um!"
The 'old guy' of the human race nodded and left together with the 'old guys' of the other races.
This "old guy" of the human race is a famous old saint in the Northern Wilderness. His name is Zhang Qin, and he is known as the Saint of Ghost Valley. The top swordsmanship he created, "Zonghengjian Style", is extremely powerful and ranks among the best swordsmanship lists in the world.
Ranked seventeen.
"Brother Lin, I'll go ahead and get drunk with you tomorrow night at your camp and eat the legs of your roasted white jade lamb." Yun Jingtao said to Lin Hao with his hands clasped in fists.
"Okay." Lin Hao nodded.
"Brother Lin, see you tomorrow night."
"Amitabha, Donor Lin, I will meet with Brother Farewell and you tomorrow night."
The Heavenly Dao Master, Emperor Tathagata and other talented people from all races also left one after another.
Lin Hao didn't leave until everyone left and returned to his camp.
Back at the camp, Lin Hao rested, washed up, and called Zhuge Zifang, asking him to help make an appointment with the Wushuang brothers and sisters, Chu Bawang, Lin Xiao and others to come over tomorrow night for a get-together.
After making these arrangements, Lin Hao slept comfortably in the tent.
When he was in the secret realm of the Kunlun Mountains, there were many dangers, and being constantly vigilant made him very tired. Therefore, he had to have a good sleep.
In the early morning, the rising sun rises in the east and shines with golden light.
Under the intertwining of bursts of white mist and sunshine, golden morning glow is formed, making the entire Wuya area look beautiful and picturesque, like the legendary kingdom of God shrouded in golden light.
Lin Hao opened his sleepy eyes. After a night's rest, his body was well relaxed and he was full of energy.
He walked out of the tent and walked slowly and unhurriedly towards the nearby mountains. It was as pleasant as walking in a leisurely garden, admiring the beautiful scenery among the mountains and forests.
Several peaks stood straight into the sky, and a small river rushed between these peaks. Lin Hao walked all the way to the source of the small river, a small pool of 100 square meters, and a waterfall pouring down from a peak thousands of meters high.
Falling into a small pool, the water splashed like a drizzle.
Lin Hao bathed in the water droplets in the air and sat down cross-legged by the small pool. After practicing the mysterious breathing method and the dragon breathing method several times, he began to observe the "True Explanation of the Way of the Sword" in his mind.
He had just come out of the secret realm of the Kunlun Mountains and was ready to relax. Therefore, he did not immediately take the blessings obtained in the secret realm of the Kunlun Mountains. Instead, he chose to study the True Explanation of the Sword Dao that purely explained the principles of swordsmanship.
Although sword theory seems insignificant to the practice of swordsmanship, it is actually indispensable.
It even relates to how far a swordsman practitioner can go.
"The pine is the source of strength for hundreds of generations; the moon is the bright light of all ages..."
"Only when you can see the dew under the pine tree can you smell the fragrance on the pine tree; only when you can see the light below your feet can you know how high the moon is..."
"The so-called pinnacle of swordsmanship is to know how to introspect oneself, and to climb high without looking at the ground. This kind of swordsmanship is the true way of swordsmanship..."
Lin Hao carefully studied the true explanation of kendo.
There is not much content in the entire book "The True Explanation of Kendo", only a few thousand words, but every word contains the most important principles of Kendo.
It only took a quarter of an hour for Lin Hao to read the entire article "The True Explanation of Kendo".
"Reflect on yourself, and don't forget the reality of your feet when you climb high. This sentence means to be down-to-earth, step by step, don't aim too high, always reflect on yourself and look for your own shortcomings..."
"This is like a competition between two people who have reached the pinnacle of a certain field. What determines the outcome is no longer the skills, experience, and will of the two, but who makes fewer mistakes during the competition.
..."
Lin Hao frowned, looking thoughtful, "digesting" what he had just learned from reading the true explanation of the way of swordsmanship.
Then, he began to review his entire evolutionary path.
From the moment he embarked on the path of evolution a few months ago to reaching the extraordinary pinnacle now, it can be said that he has 'reached the sky in one step'.
Even if he has achieved flawlessness in every realm, leaving no flaws on the road of evolution, and there are no flaws in his current realm, he can still clearly feel that his current realm is not perfect enough.
This feeling is very subtle, if it exists it is not there.
"The so-called path of evolution, from breaking the shackles to splashing ink on the scroll, from visualizing the Tao Fruit to smelting the Divine Chain of Order, is actually preparing for the Holy Land to construct its own Holy Domain."
"Now I have mastered many secret arts, and even an innate human king's body, which seems to have increased my combat power, but in fact, it has made me put the cart before the horse and completely ignore the pure power of the road of evolution. This is what many sages are like
The often mentioned miscellaneous but not refined approach is all in vain..."
"To achieve perfection in anything is a state of mind."
Lin Hao pondered, and his mood began to change subtly...
Xiongzhen Baiguan is located at the boundary between the Northern Wilderness and the Southern Wilderness. It was built by Zhou Rentu, the war king of the Northern Wilderness, after he defeated the Southern Wilderness. The majestic giant city is magnificent, with huge walls made of huge stones weighing hundreds of tons.
Various complicated runes are engraved on it, so that even if the city wall is attacked by legendary creatures, it will not be damaged at all.
It is precisely because of such an impregnable city that the Jiuli barbarians in the Southern Wilderness can be intimidated.
But now, with the outbreak of the war in the Wuya region, the Jiuli barbarians are also ready to move. With millions of troops and hundreds of thousands of troops, they may launch an attack on Beihuang at any time.
On the wall of Xiongzhen Baiguan, a middle-aged man was wearing black gold armor, and his aura was as deep as the abyss, unfathomable.
He was nine feet tall, with a strong back and strong waist. His face was sharp and angular, showing perseverance and unyieldingness. Between his brows, there was a majesty that had been in a high position for a long time. He looked at it with tiger eyes, and the gods and ghosts were frightened.
The middle-aged man looked at the 100,000 mountains in front of him, his brows furrowed and his face looked solemn.
"Father."
At this moment, Zhou Linglong, wearing gold armor, walked over and shouted to the middle-aged man.
Today's Zhou Linglong has a restrained aura and lacks some sharpness. He is much calmer than before. His current strength has also reached the extraordinary level. Moreover, because of practicing the Killing God Art, he has blood-colored killing intent and golden color on his body.
The flames of war flickered faintly around him, which was quite frightening.
"Ling Long, what's the matter?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Linglong and asked.
He is Zhou Linglong's father, the current King of Zhennan - Zhou Miexue.
"Father, news just came that the Jiuli barbarians have mobilized another 300,000 troops to Shiwandashan." Zhou Linglong said with a solemn expression.
"Yes, I understand." Zhou Mie nodded.
"Today, the Jiuli barbarians have deployed no less than 1.5 million troops in Shiwan Mountain, but we only have an army of 300,000 people. Why doesn't my father ask the Human Emperor to send troops?" Zhou Linglong hesitated and asked.
Zhou Miexie smiled, his eyes narrowed with strong murderous intent, and he said very confidently: "Even if the Jiuli barbarians have an army of three million, my father can kill them all with an army of three hundred thousand."
"Haha, with the words of King Zhennan, I feel relieved."
At this moment, hearty laughter sounded and Su Mo came out of the sky.
"Military God? Why are you here?" Seeing Su Moli, Zhou Miewei was slightly startled and asked with confusion on his face: "Is there something wrong in the battle of Wuya Region?"
"Don't worry, King Zhennan of Wuya Region, there will be no problem." Su Moli said.
"Oh? Then Military God, what do you want to do when you come to Baizhen Xiongguan?"
"Tu Nanhuang."
After hearing Su Moli's words, even the madman Zhou Jue's face suddenly changed.