The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 339: The battle for the Eternal Dao Realm begins! (asking for monthly tickets)

Feeling this vast power that can do whatever it wants, Li Hao felt shocked. Is this the eighth realm?
The Dao Realm has 360 levels, reaching the limit of perfection in a certain sense. Compared with the heaven and earth, it is round in itself!

The laws within the Dao Realm are intertwined and strange phenomena are numerous. The strange thing is that when it comes to the 359th Dao Realm, Li Hao still needs to mobilize tremendous strength to display them all. After all, the use of the Dao Realm itself consumes a lot of energy, not to mention 359 levels of superposition. Even if Li Hao connects the veins of heaven and earth, it can only last for a few minutes.

But at this moment, with the formation of 360 Dao Domain, this Dao Domain seemed to imitate the heaven and earth and operate on its own. Li Hao only needed a small amount of energy as traction to maintain it for a long time!

Based on this consumption, even if Li Hao covers himself with the Dao Domain all the time, he can still exist for a long time.

Li Hao's eyes flickered. In addition to the sudden drop in energy consumption, the transformation of Dao Yu himself was the most terrifying. If he could reveal all his extreme states now, I wonder if he could be comparable to a semi-saint.

Li Hao called this eighth realm the Eternal Dao Realm!

Indestructible, invincible and indestructible!

As the eighth extreme realm was completed, Li Hao did not stop, but instead converged the Dao domain and then practiced the remaining techniques of the tenth divine dynasty again.

However, as they practiced, when these techniques were deduced to the Dao Realm stage, the Dao Realm that was formed was squeezed and could not be integrated into the Eternal Dao Realm, nor could it be performed.

The Eternal Dao Realm surrounded Li Hao like his legal wife. As soon as the new Dao Realm was built, it was dispersed by the power of the Eternal Dao Realm and could not be condensed.

Li Hao was stunned. With his previous experience, he knew that the extreme point was not the end.

The same should be true for the eighth realm, and the current bottleneck should be the eighth realm.

How to break through this bottleneck and continue practicing is the difficult problem to the final destination.

But it is difficult to cultivate to the extreme level, and it is even more difficult to break the extreme level!
Li Hao tried several more times, but all failed, so he had to give up for the time being.

"The eight extreme realms influence each other. Without the Heaven and Earth Vein, it is impossible to cultivate to the eighth extreme realm. Just the process of superimposing more than 300 Dao domains will consume all the strength. Therefore, cultivating the Heaven and Earth Vein is the foundation of the other extreme realms!"

“Perhaps the eighth extreme realm requires the cultivation of the other ultimate realms before it will be easier.”

Li Hao's eyes flickered. Now he had reached the final stage of Tongli, and the second stage was the Heaven and Earth Vein.

If the Heaven and Earth Vein can be further enhanced, it may be of great help to the subsequent practice in the final realm.

But the vein of heaven and earth has reached its peak.

All 108 major meridians in the body are opened up, plus the Yin and Yang meridians, they are integrated into one, connecting with the heaven and earth. This is already the ultimate of the Zhoutian realm!

Li Hao had no idea how to take one more step forward and break this bottleneck.

After thinking about it, Li Hao decided to ask Chantan, as he was knowledgeable and might be able to provide some clues.

Li Hao stood up, suppressed his breath, and came to the sandalwood courtyard.

Now that Li Hao has Chandan's permission, he can enter and leave her courtyard at will without notifying her in advance, which even Chandan's several direct disciples cannot do.

In the courtyard, Chantan was painting. Li Hao saw her painting a small flower and smiled slightly. Although the small flower in the painting was very ordinary, the flower under her brush was unusual. It had a sense of tenacity that could not be erased by wind and rain. It was an extraordinary will that could break through the dark soil.

Li Hao knew that her painting skills had improved.

Sensing Li Hao's arrival, Chantan had just finished painting. She turned to look at Li Hao, smiled, and said:
"What do you think of my painting?"

"very nice."

Li Hao praised generously.

The smile on Chandan's face deepened, and the sunlight in the courtyard seemed to become brighter. She suddenly fixed her eyes, carefully sized up Li Hao, and asked in confusion:

"Has your cultivation improved?"

Although she did not carefully investigate Li Hao's breath, she felt that Li Hao seemed more terrifying than before. It was an extremely obscure intuitive feeling.

Li Hao was a little surprised. He had the attributes of the Wanxiang Atlas to conceal his aura, but the other party could still see through it. He was quite perceptive.

"That's it."

Li Hao said to Chantan: "I want to ask, after you have cultivated to the extreme, do you know how to improve?"

"Break through the limit?"

Chandan was surprised, but relieved, and smiled, "It's normal for you to have this idea. Exploring the power behind the ultimate realm is what all saints have been working on since ancient times. When we first cultivated to the ultimate realm, we were also curious about whether the ultimate realm could be broken and whether we could continue to make further progress. But after various attempts, we found that the ultimate realm is almost impossible to break."

"However, the extreme realm is not the end. In ancient times, there was a saint who broke through the extreme realm, proving that one can further cultivate after reaching the extreme realm. But breaking through the extreme realm is as difficult as ascending to heaven, even for a saint it is difficult to do."

Li Hao was slightly startled, and quickly asked: "Which extreme did that saint break through?"

"It seems to be the extreme realm of fifteen miles."

Chandan said: "That was a long time ago. The saint has long since disappeared and disappeared. He only left a note to his disciples, telling them not to practice the Fifteen Miles Final Realm. It is a taboo!"

"Ok?"

Li Hao was puzzled. Did the other party break through the limit of fifteen miles?

Li Hao knew that the Gods were a race bred by practitioners who had reached the final stage of Tongli.

The end of Fifteen Miles is a taboo, so how can this be explained?

"These are just rumors. It's hard to tell whether they are true or not. It's too long ago."

Zhan Tan looked at Li Hao, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said, "Your thoughts are very similar to ours. When Ye Zu and Qing Zu were young geniuses, they also had the ambition to surpass the sky and become the best in the world, but they were eventually defeated by reality and realized that the world is vast, there are countless monsters, and they are just one of them."

As the vice president of the synchronized swimming association, her mentality is somewhat sad and pessimistic, and the arrogance of her youth has been wiped out.

Li Hao nodded slightly. The rumors were indeed exaggerated, but he didn't expect that even Chandan knew so little about the final realm.

It was not too difficult for Li Hao to reach the final state of Tongli before, but the limit of the Heaven and Earth Vein did not seem to be broken by the accumulation of skills. It required some kind of opportunity, or like the sixth extreme state of immortality, it required a certain state of mind, some kind of enlightenment.

Li Hao was a little confused and asked Chantan: "The saint you mentioned, did he only break through the 15-mile realm? What about other realms?"

Chandan shook his head and said, "Breaking through the limit depends on chance. Some chances can just help you break through a certain limit. After all, the bottlenecks faced by each limit are different."

"Besides, it is extremely difficult to cultivate to the ultimate state, let alone break through it. If you want to do that, you can try to cultivate other ultimate states first, so as to avoid thinking about these and taking detours."

She advised Li Hao based on her experience that it was a waste of time to dwell on these things now.

Although this is a process that most geniuses will go through, after all, when they have reached the highest level of cultivation, it is inevitable that some geniuses will become arrogant and want to break through the limit. But in the end, after a hundred years or even longer of hard work, they find that it is all in vain and they cannot comprehend or break through it at all.

However, this time was wasted, resulting in slow progress in cultivation.

When Li Hao heard her say that, he knew that he could not get any more information from her. The final realm was indeed too secretive. Those who reached the final realm of Tongli were all regarded as gods. One could imagine how secretive the other final realms were and how difficult they were to achieve!
However, he has now reached the eighth level. If he continues to cultivate to the highest level, he will reach the realm of hearing the truth.

But this requires the improvement of the imperial way.

As the supreme battle is approaching, Li Hao must improve his strength to that of a saint as soon as possible.

The gap between the Saint realm and the Semi-Saint realm is also extremely terrifying. From the comparison with the Sword Master's 37 painting experiences, it can be seen that the gap is not a little bit!
A difference of 10,000 or 20,000 experience points will result in obvious suppression in combat, not to mention a difference of seven or eight times in experience points.

"Although I am at the Eight Extremes Realm now, I am afraid that I will have no choice but to run for my life when facing a saint."

Li Hao's eyes flickered. Although the Eternal Dao Realm was very powerful, he could not guarantee whether those saints and evildoers could also cultivate to this extreme realm.

After all, a saint starts at at least the fifth level.

In comparison, the difference between their respective extremes is not that big, and the opponent is at the sage realm, has participated in the merits of nature, and has already achieved the holy path. If his holy path is not broken, he cannot be killed at all.

But now he is unable to destroy the saint's heart and destroy his doctrine.

"Let's put aside the matter of the ultimate realm for now and become a saint first!"

Li Hao quickly made arrangements in his mind. Compared with the power increase brought by the ultimate state of hearing the Dao, becoming a saint would definitely be stronger.

The gap in realm between the Saint Realm and other realms is immense.

But right now, the path to becoming a saint through burning incense is too slow, the most hopeful way is to become a saint through offering sacrifices to the Tao!
While Li Hao was thinking, Chandan glanced at Li Hao, not knowing whether his persuasion worked. Sometimes it is hard to listen to others unless you get hurt yourself. People cannot teach others, but things can teach you once.

She didn't think about it any more. Some experiences are inevitable. Although skipping them is safe and sound, it is also another kind of regret.

"You said earlier that you wanted to read the holy books of the sages in the Holy Land of Wenzu. Do you want to go and read them now?"

Chandan asked with a smile.

Li Hao came back to his senses and immediately nodded in agreement.

Chandan immediately put away the painting that he was satisfied with, and then asked Yueying to put away the drawing board, brushes and ink, and wait for her to come back, and then he took Li Haoteng and flew out of Tiantan Peak.

"Look, Master is surrounded by Qingfeng again."

Seeing the two leave, several disciples on Tiantan Peak had complicated expressions.

When Zhao Qingshu saw this, his face darkened.

Sandalwood is the most beautiful scenery of Tiantan Peak. Although these disciples dare not have any idea of ​​rebelling against their master, they can't help but feel a palpitation in their hearts when they see that peerless beauty every day, but they bury it deep in their hearts and dare not show it.

At this moment, seeing that he and Li Hao have been going out together these days, he felt very uncomfortable and was a little confused.

Wenxin Pavilion is the place where the Holy Land of Wenzu collects the books of sages. The Holy Land of Wenzu accepts disciples and teaches the cultivation system of the sage Wen in order to extract the power from the books of sages. If you only read the books of sages without a corresponding cultivation system, it would just be boring reading.

Therefore, it did not have much impact that Chandan brought Li Hao here. Many of the sage books in the Wenxin Pavilion were collected from the Hanlin Academy of various dynasties. The Wenzu Holy Land had the highest status among the literati in the thirty-three realms, even the Sage could not compare to it. After all, the Wenzu Holy Land was equivalent to the supreme sage in the hearts of scholars.

The faith and worship of the Saint of Literature also come from many astronomical figures and poets.

The Wenxin Pavilion stands majestically, emitting an elegant glow. As soon as Li Hao approached here, he felt a warm mood, as if all distracting thoughts were wiped away and his heart was at peace.

Chandan arrived in front of Wenxin Pavilion, greeted the guard, and then said to Li Hao: "I'll wait for you outside, go in and take a look."

She said it casually, but Li Hao was grateful in his heart. He nodded to her, said nothing more, and turned to enter the Wenxin Pavilion.

Inside the attic, the bookshelves were filled with ancient books.

Li Hao scanned the area with his spiritual sense and soon discovered that these were just ordinary books.

Only if it is combined with the cultivation system of Wenzu Holy Land can it exert a terrifying effect.

In other words, the real practice method of Wenzu Holy Land is not here. This place is equivalent to the "Weapon Pavilion".

Li Hao swept his mind over and quickly recorded all the books. Among them, he actually saw three famous works that could be included.

Li Hao was somewhat tempted. After engraving all the sage books of Wenxin Pavilion in his soul and memorizing them, he took the three masterpieces and walked out.

At this time, half a day had passed outside, and Chandan was still standing outside the pavilion waiting. His position and posture had not changed much from before Li Hao entered.

When he saw Li Hao walk out, Chantan's eyes fell on the three masterpieces in his hand. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "You have a good eye."

"If I want to collect these three masterpieces, what should I pay?"

Li Hao asked. Once these three masterpieces are included in the panel, they will disappear. I think Wenzu Holy Land may not agree. If it does not agree, Li Hao will not force it.

"Are you really planning to delve into these? It's useless if you take them without the sage's practice method. Are you just going to take a look?" said Chandan.

"Well, they say that there is a golden house in books. I want to dig for gold."

Li Hao said.

Chandan smiled and said, "There is also the second half of the sentence. There is also Yan Ruyu in the book."

"I've seen Yan Ruyu, but I haven't seen the Golden House yet." Li Hao said.

Chandan was slightly stunned. Seeing Li Hao's eyes looking at her, she couldn't help but blush slightly after hearing these words, but she quickly calmed down and said:

"If you join the Wenzu Holy Land, these three masterpieces can be given to you directly."

Li Hao sighed and shook his head, saying, “I bear hatred and cannot cause trouble to the Wenzu Holy Land.”

Chandan was slightly stunned and asked, "There is an enemy, who is it?"

Li Hao didn't say that his hatred with Xu Sheng concerned saints, and he didn't want to involve others.

Chandan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately realized that Li Hao's enemy was no small matter. Otherwise, with Li Hao's realm, if his enemy was only a semi-saint, there would be no need to worry about involving the Wenzu Holy Land.

After all, if Li Hao is given another sixty years, he will probably be comparable to a half-saint, so there is no need to talk about being implicated.

If he is not a semi-saint, then he can only be...

Chandan looked at Li Hao deeply. She didn't expect that this man who was having fun all day long would have such an enemy. If someone else provoked such an enemy, they would probably be in fear all day and unable to sleep at night. But before Li Hao said it, she didn't realize that Li Hao was in a disordered mood.

"If you need anything, the Synchronized Swimming Club can help you." said Chandan.

Li Hao glanced at her, knowing what she was thinking, and shook his head slightly: "I will handle this matter myself."

Upon hearing this, Chandan knew that Li Hao did not want to involve other people in trouble, which made her sigh in her heart and admire Li Hao even more.

After all, if Li Hao didn't say anything and joined the Wenzu Holy Land at her invitation, if something happened in the future, Wensheng would have to come forward to help.

But Li Hao did not do so and did not make use of it.

I don't know if this is stupid or too true.

There is a lot of fame and fortune in the world, but true love is hard to find. Chandan sighed in her heart, thinking about how she left the royal family of the upper three realms when she was young and escaped from the vortex of power and incense struggles. She has seen all the dangers of the world since she was a child, and her mother died for it. She has seen the warmth and coldness of human nature, but she didn't expect to meet someone like Li Hao here.

"In that case, if you cannot join the Wenzu Holy Land, you can choose one of these three books to take away, and I will take care of the rest."

Chandan said to Li Hao.

Li Hao glanced at her and knew that this was another favor.

He thought about it, chose from the three books, and chose one of them, "Ren Huang Ji".

Afterwards, the remaining two books were given to the caretaker for return.

Chandan took a look, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

Li Hao received the Renhuang Collection into the space of heaven and earth, and then asked, "Are there many copied books of sages in Wenxin Pavilion?"

Chandan was stunned and said with a smile: "You can actually tell the difference between the original and the transcript?"

Unless you have studied certain books of sages in depth, it would be difficult to see.

Li Hao did not see it, but guessed it. After all, Wenxin Pavilion collected books of sages from all over the world, but only found three masterpieces that could be included. This was very unreasonable.

Chandan said: "Some originals have been lost and are only copied. Some originals are in the Imperial Academy Hall and are unwilling to be given away. After all, some scholars are very obsessed with these. Unless strong measures are used, even saints are not enough to shake their faith."

"Some original works are too precious and are kept in the hands of Wensheng to prevent them from being damaged when disciples come here to borrow them."

Li Hao understood, that is to say, these three masterpieces were not valued by the literary saint, so they were thrown here, and the rest of the original masterpieces were collected by him.

Only originals can be included, and transcripts cannot be included in the panel.

Li Hao and Chandan returned to Tiandan Peak. A few days later, when Chandan told him that the masterpiece had been completed and given to Li Hao, Li Hao included it in the panel.

The collection of Renhuang Collection is also converted into illustration attributes:
The benevolent is invincible: When the benevolent is invincible, all damage received can be reflected back equally.

Li Hao was stunned. Some of the attributes of these illustrations were strong, while others were average, but this attribute of the benevolent being invincible was undoubtedly extremely domineering.

This is equivalent to exchanging injuries with the enemy, a life-and-death fight.

If it is given to others, the effect will be average. After all, warriors must try their best to avoid getting hurt in battle, just like wild beasts in the forest. If they kill the enemy while getting injured, they will also suffer damage themselves. If they are left with hidden diseases, it will also hinder their path of martial arts.

But Li Hao has the ability to be reborn through a drop of blood, so he is least afraid of getting hurt.

"However, I don't know how effective it will be when facing a saint."

Li Hao's eyes flickered. Facing the Dao Fa realm, he did not need to use this attribute yet, but it was hard to say how much effect it would have in a battle between saints.

No matter what, it has strengthened myself a little bit.

Li Hao turned his attention to the rest of the sage books and began to recite them in the courtyard.

As these sage books came out of his mouth fluently, his experience in poetry and literature increased rapidly.

Although each book of sages does not bring much experience, ranging from a few hundred to a few thousand, or even only a few dozen points.

But there were too many books of sages in the Wenxin Pavilion. As Li Hao recited one by one, his level of poetry, calligraphy and Taoism quickly increased from level four to level five.

Two days later, it was promoted to the sixth level and the experience bar was full.

Li Hao was in a good mood after gaining two artistic skill points in a row.

Outside the courtyard, when Chandan was free from painting, he heard the recitations coming from the courtyard. He knew that Li Hao had memorized all the books of sages. He was speechless. He didn't expect that Li Hao actually liked this.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook her head. Compared to them, the synchronized swimming club members who were trying to have fun in the midst of hardship, Li Hao seemed to be really playing around.

time flies.

Li Hao stayed at Tiandan Peak. After his experience in poetry and calligraphy had accumulated to the sixth level of perfection, he needed to comprehend the spiritual state of mind in order to continue to improve. However, comprehension requires concentration, so Li Hao could only put poetry and calligraphy aside temporarily and make cooking and painting his primary targets.

No matter whether it is cooking or painting, as long as he improves to the tenth level, he can become a saint. Only then can he truly hold his head up high and reveal his true identity.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Hao discussed painting with Chandan all day long. They painted together, communicated with each other, and accumulated their own insights. Although there was a gap in their painting levels, the collision of thoughts during the communication would also inspire Li Hao's new insights and a deeper understanding of painting.

Now, his painting experience has accumulated to 92. With another 408 million, he will be able to reach the ninth level of perfection.

There is still a lot of experience left, and I can only find opportunities to accumulate it through this battle with the geniuses.

Compared with experience, it is more difficult to break through the path of painting and transcend to become a saint.

During these three months, Li Qingyi also came to Tiantan Peak to visit Zhao Qingshu. When she saw Li Hao there, she was stunned.

At this moment, Li Qingyi had taken off the disguise she wore when she participated in the battle at Ji Daoshan, revealing her original pure and elegant appearance, with fair cheeks, almond eyes and rosy cheeks, and there was still a hint of innocence in her eyes.

After asking, Li Qingyi learned that Li Hao came here to discuss painting with Sandalwood Half Saint.

Li Qingyi was speechless about this.

During the past three months, her senior brother Shuhai, who was also the number one saint in the Tianjiao Battle of the Wenzu Holy Land, had been in seclusion, and Li Hao actually came to chat about painting?
Li Hao did not recognize Li Qingyi. When the three months were about to expire, he said goodbye to Chandan. The next step was the battle for the quota of Canglan Realm. This battle had been brewing for a long time. Through the reflection of the boundary stone, the entire dynasty and hundreds of thousands of cities in Canglan Realm would be able to see it.

As the battle approaches, one genius after another breaks out, revealing an invincible and domineering aura.

"The sword is done. I will definitely be among the top ten this time!"

"Senior Brother Shuhai has come out of seclusion!"

"Look, that's the Haoyue Divine Peak of the Haoyue Saint. There are actually two blazing suns on it. Is this the Sun and Moon Sword Intention? It feels even more terrifying than before!"

In the three holy places, the situation suddenly changed, and one genius after another broke through the barriers.

"It's dark. What is that? A demon?!"

"That's the Buddha subduing his inner demon. The Buddha said that the stronger the inner demon, the stronger the Buddha nature. The Buddha nature of the Buddha is far superior to ours."

In the holy land of Buddhism, the sky suddenly darkened and dark clouds swept over, as if the sky was falling.

This strange phenomenon alarmed countless people, and the news spread.

In the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, many saints broke through the barriers, and after they finished their work, they quickly sent people to inquire about the news of others.

The Holy Son of Haoyue came out of retreat, his aura was restrained, golden threads were floating in his silver hair, and the golden and silver light in his eyes became brighter.

He immediately sent someone over to inquire about Li Hao's news.

Not long after, the news came back.

"What? You saw him go to the Wenzu Holy Land?"

"Yes, I heard that he is holding an art exhibition and discussing paintings with a semi-saint elder from the Wenzu Holy Land."

Upon hearing the news, Holy Son Haoyue was a little stunned and almost vomited blood.

This guy is too arrogant. The battle for the quota is imminent, but he still has the leisure to paint at this critical juncture?

In a fire area, Chi Guang stepped out from his retreat, and the scorching flames around him gathered together and gathered into his body, leaving only the charred ground.

There were bright red lines in his eyes, which seemed to be some kind of natural Taoist patterns.

"Twin Buddhas, let me see you!"

A fighting spirit flashed in Chi Guang's eyes, and he immediately changed into robes and flew out. When he returned to his cave, he asked his master about the situation of the others.

When he learned that a demon had appeared in the holy land of Buddhism, a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes, but more of it was a surging desire to fight.

When he heard that there were double rays of sunlight shining in the sky inside the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, a sneer appeared in his eyes.

Then, he thought of something and asked his master about Qingfeng, with whom he had fought before.

When he learned that the other party was holding an art exhibition, he was stunned and suddenly felt like he was being laughed at.

It seems that my previous defeat has made the other party arrogant...

(End of this chapter)