The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 338: Wenzu Holy Land, the Eighth Extreme Realm (asking for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month)
After the war, Li Hao was not idle either. He quickly contacted Chandan through Huayouling to discuss painting with her.

"Aren't you going into seclusion?"

Chandan was a little surprised. She didn't expect Li Hao to be so eager. He came to her to discuss painting right after the battle. It felt like the battle between the heroes had delayed Li Hao's painting. Which one was the primary and which one was the secondary?
Looking for you means I’m in seclusion... Li Hao thought.

If he could draw ten sections of the Tao, Li Hao would be able to become a saint. This is his most urgent goal at the moment.

In addition to the painting path, there is also the cooking path which is also at the ninth level, and there is hope of reaching the tenth level.

The tenth stage requires you to comprehend your state of mind, but before that, you must fill up the experience bar as quickly as possible.

"Qingfeng is really free and easy. It seems that he doesn't care about the fame and fortune of the Supreme Pride Battle at all."

Ye Zu sighed.

"Sake, I'm ordering you. Learn from Qingfeng. Hey, do you all have the word Qing in your names?"

Qing Zu suddenly realized the blind spot.

A shadow loosened up, it was Qingjiu. He also heard from Chandan that Li Hao won the first place in the individual battle, but this was equivalent to the small world preliminaries, and the subsequent battle for the quota was the real battle between geniuses.

"I can't match his leisure time."

Sake said with a wry smile.

He has been in seclusion recently and received news that there are a few monsters, which made him feel a little stressed.

Although he said that he didn't care, after all, he had only been practicing for less than a hundred years, and the fire in his heart had not yet been extinguished.

"This kid Qingjiu is said to be an excellent chess player, but when he came to our synchronized swimming competition, he never played chess with me, an old man, once. He was secretly in seclusion all day."

Ye Zu shook his head. He had long seen through the fire in Qingjiu's heart, but he did not blame or despise him. After all, at their age, they were even crazier than Qingjiu. At that time, except for cultivation, everything else was put aside. They even fought for fame and fortune, snatched treasures, and killed people everywhere. But now they have experienced the desolation of the end of prosperity.

"Don't blame Qingjiu. With his strength, he can reach the top ten of the Supreme Pride Battle with a little effort. It's normal for him to want to work harder. If it's too far away, Qingjiu should be able to do it casually."

The young shadow said that he was also a semi-saint and his name was Fire Ancestor.

Hearing what Fire Ancestor said, Qingjiu looked at him gratefully and said:
"Fire Ancestor really understands me. I am now in a difficult position. The Holy Land and my master have high expectations of me. And according to the intelligence I have obtained, there are only a few people who can really make me feel intimidated. If I work hard, I have a chance to be in the top ten."

"Your ambitions are not limited to the top ten."

Ye Zu saw through his little thoughts at a glance and said with a chuckle.

Qingjiu was seen through by him and said awkwardly: "Old Ye, please stop making fun of me. I will be very lucky if I can make it into the top ten."

"Don't come on."

Ye Zu snorted, "I wonder when you'll be able to play the game of chess you promised me ten years ago!"

"Next time definitely!"

Sake assured immediately.

Chandan said to Li Hao, "Are you really coming?"

"Yeah." Li Hao nodded.

"Okay, then I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow. I'll actually watch your individual battle this time." Chandan chuckled.

Li Hao was a little surprised, and after thinking for a while he said, "Okay."

Qingjiu looked at Li Hao enviously and said, "You are still very relaxed, but I heard that the twin Buddhas in your Canglan Realm are a bit tricky. You have to be careful when you meet him. That guy is also a candidate who is expected to be in the top ten this time, and all forces are paying attention to him."

"Well, thank you for your advice." Li Hao said with a smile.

After chatting for a while, Li Hao withdrew from the flower parade and meditated in the courtyard to practice carving.

The next day, Gui Qinshuang came to Li Hao's courtyard, this time bringing news from the Canghai Divine Dynasty.

"Increase the incense offerings from ten cities to fifteen cities?"

Li Hao was a little surprised when he heard Gui Qinshuang's words, but then he thought it was probably related to the war.

In this way, the time it takes to consecrate the incense will be shortened by 20 years, and now it only takes 240 years.

If you win the first place in the battle of supreme geniuses, your incense will instantly make you a saint, and these accumulated incense will then become the power of a saint, the more the better.

After Gui Qinshuang and Li Hao bowed and said goodbye, not long after, a flower sedan came galloping in. A pretty woman in a pink flower dress stepped out of the sedan. She knocked gently on the gate and called out in a voice as clear as a yellow warbler:

"Yueying is here on the orders of Tan Zu to pick up Master Qingfeng."

Li Hao looked around with his mind and saw a pretty woman outside the courtyard. Her temperament was not inferior to that of a young lady from an aristocratic family or even a princess. He responded, "Wait for me for a stick of incense."

The woman outside the courtyard responded respectfully and waited quietly outside the gate with her hands hanging down.

Li Hao continued with the carving in his hand, and soon the statue in his hand was completed, it was the image of Yao Zu.

He placed the carved statue on a shelf in the courtyard, where there were many other statues.

Li Hao stood up and brushed off the sawdust on his body. Suddenly he thought of something and waved his hand. The space between heaven and earth opened up and he called out:
"Xiyan, come out."

A crimson light flew out from inside and transformed into the appearance of a girl in a red dress on the spot.

"Such a strong energy of heaven and earth."

As soon as Xiyan came out, she felt the energy of this land of saints, which was far beyond what the human world could achieve.

Li Hao said with a smile: "You must be feeling very depressed. Let's go to an appointment."

"Fortunately, from the young master's space, I can also peek outside."

Xiyan said with a smile, without asking Li Hao what appointment he was going to keep. She transformed into a red light, wrapped around Li Hao's wrist, and turned into a red vine ring.

Previously in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, Li Hao was unfamiliar with the place and did not dare to release Xiyan. He just let her watch in the space of heaven and earth. There were mostly sword cultivators in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, who advocated slaying demons and were quite hostile to demons.

Although humans and demons coexist in the holy lands, not all humans can accept demons. Some human holy lands and demons are even allies, but some are mortal enemies.

When he arrived outside the courtyard, Li Hao saw the woman in front of the flower sedan chair and said, "Let's go."

Yueying secretly glanced at the young man and knew that he was the best in the individual battles. She had come with Tan Zu to watch the battle yesterday and had seen the elegance of Li Hao's sword.

With a submissive demeanor, she invited Li Hao to get on the flower chariot, and then ordered the dragon demon to return.

The flower chariot rose into the air, and soared in the air extremely steadily, like catkins in the wind, extremely smooth.

Passing through the mountains and rivers, a red vine like arachnid hair extended from the sunset glow on Li Hao's wrist, looking around.

Not long after, they drove out of the Jidao Mountain area, out of the territory of the Canghai Divine Dynasty, passed through the territories of seven or eight divine dynasties, and finally arrived at a holy place.

In this holy land, the morning glow is hazy and there is a surging sense of majestic energy.

As soon as he arrived at the holy land, Li Hao heard bursts of scholars reciting, as if they were chanting ancient scriptures.

Li Hao looked intently and saw that there were courtyards like academies everywhere in the holy land. The disciples were sitting in the academies chanting. The strange thing was that as they chanted, strange images of dragons and phoenixes appeared in the academies. In addition, in some places, the shadow of a battlefield appeared, and there were soldiers fighting and killing each other.

Li Hao's eyes showed surprise, and he vaguely recognized where this place was.

“Is this the sacred place of Wenzu?”

Li Hao asked Yueying who was sitting in front of the flower chariot.

Yueying withdrew her gaze from Xiyan on Li Hao's wrist, smiled lightly and said respectfully: "Replying to Master Qingfeng, that's right."

Li Hao's eyes flickered. So, Chandan is the elder of the Wenzu Holy Land?
But think about it, the existence of semi-saint realm is either the elder of the holy land or the worshiper of the divine dynasty. Sandalwood is one of the vice presidents of the Flower Tournament. His status is extraordinary. It is estimated that he has a very high status among the elders in the Wenzu Holy Land.

"What are they?"

Li Hao looked at the strange visions in the academy and asked with curiosity in his eyes.

Yueying smiled and said, "They are practicing. This is the practice method of our Wenzu Holy Land. Wenzu uses the laws of heaven and earth as books and books as the way. The fighting method of our Wenzu Holy Land is different from that of Jianzu and Daozun Holy Land. They use swords and other weapons to practice the way, and their attacks are also fighting and killing. Our Wenzu Holy Land reads the books of sages, speaks eloquently, and kills people with poetry and books!"

Li Hao suddenly realized that he had heard about the saints in the thirty-three realms. Each saint called himself a Taoist and had his own cultivation system, which totaled dozens.

For example, in Buddhism, studying the scriptures and discussing the doctrine is the practice.

Sword Master, practicing swordsmanship.

Wenzu killed his enemies with poetry and books.

I heard that there are military sages who use strategies and arrangements as their killing moves, and their attack methods are strange and hard to find.

The saints are competing against each other, and they are also arguing about the orthodox path. Only those who have cultivated to the state of supreme saint can call themselves orthodox. But even so, the saints cannot tell who is superior, and their saintly paths are incompatible.

Li Hao thought about his poetry, calligraphy, chess, painting, etc. If he put his strength into it, he could use them to kill people. However, his sword was sharper on weekdays, so he only played chess, painted, etc. to cultivate his leisure time.

Just like his fishing method, he could catch dragons very early on, and those in the Fourth Li Realm could even catch a black carp. Although the fishing method is only at the Sixth Stage now, with his current strength, he can catch dragon monsters in the Dao Fa Realm.

If the fishing skill is upgraded to the ninth or even tenth level, Li Hao dare not imagine whether even the saints will take the bait.

The flower chariot was speeding towards a mountain peak. The mountain was majestic and the surroundings were relatively quiet. When it landed at the top of the mountain, Li Hao saw only a few disciples in the academy, reciting the books of sages.

Above their heads, there were weapons, tiger monster phantoms, and other fighting battles.

"Follow the tiger!"

Just by hearing one of them chanting softly, the tiger demon turned into a human form, with ferocious power, and pounced on the other party.

The other person spoke very quickly, telling a story about a hunter hunting a mountain tiger. Suddenly, a bow and arrow shot out from the void, and the arrow was like a meteor, piercing the tiger monster.

Li Hao took a look and found it interesting. The opponent's fighting style had a feeling of following his words with his actions. If he had used such means to fight when his realm was low, it would be equivalent to touching upon the traces of the Dao Fa realm in advance. It was no wonder that such a cultivation system could become a school of its own.

The practices of the saints all have their own irreplaceable strengths, so they contend with each other. If they can be replaced, then the holy path has obvious flaws and will be attacked and destroyed.

The saints are immortal and the Tao is indestructible. This sentence is actually the other way around. The power of the Tao is indelible, and the saints have basically integrated the power of the Tao with the body, achieving unity of body and Tao.

Therefore, a saint is basically impossible to be killed, unless one shatters his holy heart and causes his avenue to collapse, just like destroying the avenue, thus making him perish.

"Huh? Is that you?"

While Li Hao was looking at things, a young man standing next to him with a folding fan smelled a familiar breath. He looked towards Li Hao, and suddenly a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

He blinked hard to make sure he was seeing things, then he stood up suddenly.

Li Hao felt the gaze and looked at the other person, somewhat puzzled.

The young man with a folding fan in his hand quickly walked towards Li Hao, looked him up and down, and asked in surprise: "Why did you come to our Tiantan Peak?"

When Yueying saw him, she immediately bowed and said, "Greetings to Saint Qingshu."

Green book?

Li Hao asked, "Master Song, do you know me?"

"My last name is Zhao." Zhao Qingshu's face darkened a little, and he said to Yueying, "Why did he come to us?"

Yueying said respectfully, "Sir, it was Tan Zu who invited me to discuss painting with Master Qingfeng."

"Discussing paintings?"

Zhao Qingshu was stunned, and immediately thought of his master, who loved painting and had superb painting skills.

Thinking about how Li Hao took time out to paint during the previous solo battles, he thought that it was because of this that he was noticed by his master.

"You just won first place, aren't you going to go into seclusion? Although you defeated Chi Guang, you can't underestimate the other saints." Zhao Qingshu asked Li Hao.

After the battle between Li Hao and Chi Guang ended, news came back that Senior Brother Shu Hai also began to retreat. As a result, Li Hao was fine. He even had the leisure to accept the invitation to discuss painting.

"you're right."

Li Hao nodded.

Zhao Qingshu: “…”

Since it was his master who invited him, he could not say anything more. Moreover, with his strength, he really could not stand up to Li Hao. That sword also made him feel oppressed. If he met Li Hao in this battle, he would most likely have to shut up and admit defeat.

Li Hao followed Yueying to see Chandan. After Li Hao left, several disciples who had fought with him earlier came closer. One of them asked curiously:
"Brother Qingshu, who is that person?"

"First in the individual battle."

Zhao Qingshu looked at the other person's back and let out a breath. Although he felt a little indignant, he was more helpless.

Judging from the strength of the opponent's sword, he is indeed capable of being proud of himself. Others are in seclusion, while others are playing... Humph, just wait to cry when you meet the Twin Buddhas!

In the backyard of Tiantan Peak.

Chandan had sensed Li Hao's presence a long time ago, and when Li Hao entered the hospital, she smiled and said, "You're here." Previously in the artistic circus's mental space, only a gray-black silhouette could be seen, but now in reality, Li Hao saw Chandan's appearance. She looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, like a floating fairy, but there was a feeling of dignity all over her body. Although her temperament was indifferent, she had an inviolable dignity.

The silhouette alone makes her look like an imperial daughter, but from what we see now, she seems more lonely and detached.

Surprise flashed in Li Hao's eyes. The one who gave him such a stunning feeling before was Yao Zu, but Yao Zu was lonely and detached, as if isolated from the world, while this person had more of a royal aura.

"Do you prefer to paint landscapes, or dragons, beasts, and reptiles?"

Chandan asked.

Li Hao came back to his senses and saw that the easel and painting scrolls were already prepared in the courtyard. He immediately felt relieved and said with a smile: "I can paint anything."

"Oh?"

Chandan is very interested. Although they all like painting, they have their own preferences in the things they like to paint. For example, she likes to paint dragons, beasts, reptiles and other things, especially the more bizarre the appearance, the better.

"Then let's draw a strange dragon today."

Chandan said.

She raised her hand, and the space between heaven and earth opened, taking out a dying monster dragon from it.

This dragon monster looks ferocious and deformed, with fine and dense scales and many inverse scales. Its claws are like an eagle's, while the spikes on its tail are as dense as a porcupine's.

"How about painting this beast and seeing who can paint its might?"

Chandan asked.

Li Hao nodded. It was simple to paint the might. It was just the seventh stage of the Dao. The meaning of the painting was more difficult. But after careful observation, he had already seen the origin and practice of this dragon monster.

Without saying much, Li Hao came to the drawing board that Chantan had prepared for him. Both of them became focused and began to paint.

Yueying stood aside, looking around curiously.

The courtyard was very quiet. The light shone on the shadows of the trees, mottled like broken gold on the ground.

Time passed quietly, with only the sound of grinding ink heard occasionally.

An hour later, the two stopped painting. Li Hao put down his pen and glanced at the dragon monster in the painting. Although it was still lying there dying and without any power, its eyes were ferocious and its aura was restrained, as if it would launch a life-and-death attack at any time.

At first glance, it looks like a sick dragon, but at second glance it is terrifying.

On the other side, Sandalwood's painting was also completed. The dragon monster in the painting had a similar posture to the dragon monster in front of him, but its aura was more majestic and it looked like it would roar and leap out of the painting at any time.

Chandan painted very carefully and with great satisfaction, and when she finished, she stretched lazily slightly, revealing her proud curves and a slight body fragrance wafting out.

She stood up, looked at her own painting, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and then she came to Li Hao's drawing board and saw that Li Hao had also finished.

She glanced at it and was a little surprised. The dragon monster in the painting was as close to the real thing as if it was a sketch, but this level was just the basics in the art of painting.

This shouldn't be the case with Li Hao's painting skills. She looked at it carefully again and suddenly felt a sharp edge, as if there was a dragon's roar of murderous aura in her mind. Her face changed slightly and she subconsciously took a half step back.

The real dragon monster in front of her was just at the Dao Fa realm. She could grab it at will and it wouldn't pose any threat to her. But at this moment, the dragon monster in Li Hao's painting made her feel a chill, and she was scared back half a step.

Chandan came back to his senses, a little shocked, and looked at it carefully again. The more he looked, the more he realized that Li Hao's painting was vast and profound. It was not just a simple brushstroke, but an overall momentum!

This force is hidden in the dragon monster's body, hidden in its mind, and its mind is hidden in the Tao.

The more Chandan looked, the more shocked he became. He suddenly realized that Li Hao's painting skills were much better than his own. The previous paintings in the Imperial Palace seemed to be done casually and did not show Li Hao's true level of painting.

Is this the true achievement of painting?
Chantan couldn't help but feel impressed. He sighed and said to Li Hao, "Even if I practice for another ten years, I still can't compare to your paintings."

Li Hao asked: "How long have you been practicing painting?"

"Three hundred years."

Chantan's face suddenly turned slightly red. After saying that, he put away the dragon monster, and casually dispersed the fishy wind in the courtyard. He asked Li Hao, "I just got here. It must have been a hard journey. What do you want to eat?"

"What do you have? The dragon monster you just caught looked delicious. How about a roasted dragon claw?" Li Hao asked.

Chandan then remembered that Li Hao had said before that he also liked cooking, and couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Okay, then I'd like to try your cooking skills and check it for Bai Zu."

Li Hao laughed loudly. After the other party took out the dragon monster and cut off its claws, Li Hao began to shave its scales and cook it.

Soon, the fragrance wafted over the top of the mountain.

In the front yard, several disciples who were reciting scriptures suddenly realized something and took a deep breath.

"What is the taste?"

"It smells so good, is dinner ready?"

A few people followed the fragrance and found that it came from the master's yard, so they didn't dare to disturb him.

In the courtyard, Li Hao cut the dragon meat and tasted it with sandalwood.

Such comfort made Li Hao think of the time he spent in the Tianmenguan courtyard.

"Um……"

Chantan had no interest in the fishy dragon meat, but now that it was cooked by Li Hao, it was fragrant. She took a bite and her eyebrows fluttered. She said, "Your cooking skills seem to be better than Bai Zu's."

“Have you ever eaten what he cooked?”

"Well, it tastes great, too. I can't help wanting to leave. Unfortunately, this guy likes to keep people on suspense. After knowing that I was craving for food, he refused to make it for me. Humph!"

When Chandan said this, he snorted angrily.

Li Hao saw that she was dignified and majestic yet also had a hint of charm, and couldn't help but look at her twice more.

Chandan also realized that some of his true nature had been exposed, and asked while eating: "You are less than 30 years old, and you know everything. How did you cultivate it?"

Li Hao smiled and said, you can do it too if you have cheated.

After the meal, Chandan took Li Hao to appreciate her old paintings. Her attitude became humble and she asked Li Hao for advice.

Li Hao was not polite and pointed out the shortcomings in her paintings.

Li Hao discovered that he could actually gain experience while giving instructions.

When he pointed out those shortcomings, he received a reminder that his painting experience had increased, but it was only from a few hundred to thousands, not a huge amount, but it was a lot of experience when accumulated.

The two of them talked one after another. Chandan, the semi-saint of the Holy Land of Wenzu, seemed to have become a student. She followed Li Hao to ask for advice and occasionally asked questions. Li Hao also answered her with the depth of the Tao of Painting, which made Chandan feel as if her meridians were unblocked and her eyes were broadened.

"So that's how it is. My paintings are obsessed with complexity. The greatest complexity leads to simplicity. This is absolutely amazing!"

Li Hao quoted a sentence from the Taoist scripture and gained tens of thousands of experience points. However, this sentence made Chandan feel as if her sea of ​​consciousness was shaken. This comprehension of the way of painting seemed to make her own holy path show signs of loosening.

Semi-saints have already gained a glimpse of the path to sainthood and have established their own path. If they can perfect it and have sufficient incense, they can light three sticks of incense and become a saint on the spot!

"Complexity and simplicity should be done in response to the situation and should not be deliberate," said Li Hao.

A strange light flashed in Chandan's eyes as she stared at Li Hao. The more they talked, the more she realized that Li Hao's state of mind was extremely high, which was beyond the reach of even a semi-saint like her.

It was hard to imagine that the other person was only less than 30 years old, and she believed what he said was the reincarnation of the saint and had awakened some of his memories.

But she knew that if that was the case, the other party would not have wasted time with her here and would have long since taken his own path and returned to his original self.

Li Hao stayed temporarily in Tiandan Peak, painting and discussing with Chandan every day. Chandan also took out some famous paintings for Li Hao, three of which could be included in the panel. Li Hao asked Chandan for them, and Chandan readily agreed.

Li Hao was not in a hurry to include them here. Once included, the famous paintings would be burned and disappear, which was not a pity.

In addition, Li Hao also painted more than a dozen scrolls for Chandan, and the painting experience he gained for the first time was close to 60,000!
This surprised Li Hao a little. The strength of other semi-saints was around 50,000, but the opponent's strength exceeded 10,000. This also meant that if he fought against other semi-saints, Sandalwood would most likely be the one that crushed them.

No wonder she could become the vice president of the synchronized swimming club and be considered the best among her peers.

During this period, Zhao Qingshu came to Chandan to ask for advice on cultivation, but Chandan just dismissed him casually. Zhao Qingshu saw that his master was actually talking and laughing with Li Hao, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable and had an inexplicable feeling of discomfort.

He simply stopped looking for his master and went into seclusion on his own.

On the painting path, Chandan was completely impressed by Li Hao. Apart from the painting path, Chandan also took the time to ask Li Hao about the upcoming battle.

The more she admired him, the more she felt that Li Hao would go further. Although his path to becoming an immortal was cut off, with Li Hao's talent, it would not be difficult for him to become a saint. It would be a pity if his path wasted.

"If you need anything, just tell me. Thanks to your guidance, my painting skills have improved, but I'm still not as good as you."

Chandan said to Li Hao.

Li Hao heard this and didn't act pretentiously. He thought for a moment and said, "I'm not lacking anything else, but I'm lacking a technique. I wonder if you have any ideas?"

"Gong method?"

Chandan was stunned and a little surprised. Generally, geniuses have no shortage of skills. They practice their own skills and then continue to improve and deduce them.

She smiled and said, "This is a small matter. Just tell me what technique you want. However, the techniques in Wenzu Holy Land are quite different and you won't be able to practice them. I can find other techniques for you. You can choose whatever you want."

Li Hao's eyes lit up slightly. As expected, the vice president of the synchronized swimming club had more connections than himself, and she had been practicing for a long time, so the skills were not difficult for her.

"Thank you very much. The more skills the better. I want to combine the strengths of all schools." Li Hao said.

Chandan raised her eyebrows. This was easy to say, but it was a difficult path to take. The sword saint she knew followed the path of the sword of all living beings. It was extremely difficult before he succeeded in his cultivation, but extremely terrifying after he succeeded.

She didn't try to persuade Li Hao about anything regarding spiritual practice. After all, everyone has their own way to reach this level.

"It's a small matter. I have ten generations of worshipers who can open the treasure house of martial arts for you and let you choose." Chandan said, with a heroic look in his eyes.

Li Hao was stunned for a moment, then he laughed, "That's great."

At this point, he suddenly thought of the Wenzu Holy Land skills that the other party had mentioned.

He himself is good at poetry and calligraphy, and the skills of this sacred land of Wenzu may be able to add a lot of experience to his poetry and calligraphy.

Poetry, calligraphy and literature were the most difficult areas for him to improve, and he could only gain some experience by reciting famous poems from his previous life.

"If possible, could you lend me the sage books from the Holy Land of Wenzu?" Li Hao asked, feeling that the request was a bit presumptuous.

Chandan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You still want to learn the skills of Wenzu Holy Land? But you have already practiced the way of swordsmanship, and the way of literature is another holy way. They are two completely different systems, and it is difficult to take care of both. Even if you finally take care of both, it will not improve your strength much. The real thing that kills the enemy is always the blade, no matter how thick the blade back is, it is useless."

Li Hao nodded. He understood this principle. He just wanted to accumulate experience in poetry and books.

"If you want to read it, I can take you to read it. However, you don't have a literary mind, so you will probably find it boring before you finish reading a book."

Chandan laughed.

Li Hao asked: "Will this affect you?"

"Except for the famous works written by the Sage himself, which I cannot show you, the rest are not a big deal." said Chandan.

Li Hao didn't ask for more. He just smiled and nodded, keeping the favor in mind.

Chandan acted decisively and promptly. He issued an order that night and told Li Hao the next day that if he wanted to see the martial arts techniques, he could go to the Ten Divine Dynasties to watch.

Li Hao thought about it and decided that it was more important to improve his Dao realm first.

He immediately arrived at the Divine Dynasty that Chandan had mentioned, with Yueying driving the car to lead the way.

These divine dynasties had also watched Li Hao's battle of geniuses before, and treated Li Hao very politely. They knew that Li Hao was a worshiper of the Canghai Divine Dynasty and could not be won over, but it was a good thing to establish a good relationship with him, not to mention that there was Chantan behind them speaking for them, so they had to give him face.

Li Hao chatted with Yueying and learned that Chandan was originally a princess of a supreme divine dynasty in the upper three realms of the thirty-three realms. No wonder she had a noble temperament and a condescending feeling like an empress.

As he explored the martial arts techniques in one divine dynasty after another, Li Hao collected more and more martial arts techniques.

After seeing all the ten great divine dynasties, Li Hao followed Yueying back to Tiandan Peak. Li Hao said hello to Chandan, and then went into seclusion in the hospital arranged for him by Chandan.

The skills recorded in the panel began to be continuously deduced and transformed, and cultivated to the realm of enlightenment.

And the number of Li Hao's Dao Realms has also been increasing rapidly from 220...

As time passed, the Dao Realm piled up layer by layer, climbing to the 280th level... 300th level... 330th level...

When he finished practicing the ninth divine dynasty's skills, Li Hao's Dao Realm had reached the 358th level!
Li Hao continued to practice the skills of the tenth divine dynasty, and his realm of Tao soon grew again.

With a humming sound, when the Dao domains were superimposed to 360 times, Li Hao suddenly felt his sea of ​​consciousness vibrate. The density of the Dao domains around him seemed to have reached a certain limit. The overlap and mutual attraction of the Dao domain force fields were actually gradually merging!

The many Taoist thoughts within the Taoist realm seem to form a kind of perfect cycle and undergo transformation.

Complex information surged into Li Hao's consciousness, and his body seemed to merge with the realm of Tao, giving him a feeling of touching the heaven and earth with his skin.

He could clearly feel the wind blowing, the sand peeling quietly, the space shaking like a stream of water, and Li Hao also felt a terrible force, which seemed to be time!
Li Hao could clearly feel all the changes in the Dao Realm. It seemed that as long as he had a thought, the space would solidify and no longer shake.

And the time seems to be able to slow down, and the seemingly irreversible force will also slow down.

(End of this chapter)