The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 356: The First in the Universe, Accumulation of Painting Dao

Around Li Hao, a barrier enveloped him, and the sound of Tao vibrated in his sea of ​​consciousness. The revealed Taoist rhyme surrounded him like clouds. His peerless figure stood out in the hazy smoke and dust, attracting people's full attention.

When Li Hao closed his eyes to meditate, there was a lot of discussion outside. Everyone looked at the bloody words on the top of the monument in shock and then looked at the young man again and again.

The rumors of the past shone into reality, and the seventh color actually appeared on the celestial monument.

"I heard that in ancient times, blood rays also appeared. Unfortunately, the name left on the heavenly monument only lasted for a thousand years and has long since disappeared."

"Master said that there were such deeds in ancient times."

"After countless years, it actually appeared again. Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"Number one among all? Could it be possible that he will be the number one in this battle of geniuses?!"

The geniuses from all walks of life were discussing in low voices, their expressions were both shocked and solemn.

"No wonder Master thinks so highly of him..."

Lin Baichuan and Chu Hanwei now fully realized how capable Li Hao was. This Heavenly Monument was looking directly at them, and all hidden means would be revealed. Li Hao was able to stimulate the bloody light, shocking the world and he must have reached the top in the realm of Taoism.

Soon, the sensational news here was quietly spread by secret messages from all sides and spread outside the battlefield of the heavens.

Every holy place received the shocking news. After learning about this, many holy places were shocked.

"The Supreme One's name? The rumored bloody appearance, Haotian? Who is this? I've never heard of him."

"Haotian? Could it be the Haotian from Canglan Realm?"

"According to the intelligence from Gangyu Que Lou, that person has mastered the eight extreme realms, from Tongli to Sili, and has cultivated all of them to perfection. In the battle in Canglan Realm, he revealed the Eternal Dao Realm, with 360 Dao Realms overlapping!"

“Such a monster, no wonder he climbed to the top of the Heavenly Monument. I didn’t expect that he could actually trigger blood light. This is something that has never happened in ten thousand years.”

After inquiring, many holy places learned about some of Haotian's deeds.

From coming from the human world ten years ago, being assassinated by the Void Saint and disappearing to becoming famous in Canglan, defeating the Buddha's son, suppressing the Tianjiao, etc., everyone was shocked that, unknowingly, there was such a dazzling and shining new star rising in the Land of Saints!

The monument reached the top and his name was left in the highest place. Such a sensational event instantly made the word "Haotian" appear in the eyes of many saints in the holy places.

The upper three realms, the Tianyuan realm.

In the holy land of Legalism.

"The bloody words on the Heavenly Stele? They can actually suppress Senior Brother Wu Tian!"

"Brother Wu Tian has won the Golden Light Two Flashes, the best in a thousand years. He has a good chance of winning the Supreme Battle this time, but that person is covered in blood!"

In the holy land, the news spread and many people were talking about it in low voices.

This peak stands majestically on a huge peak with strict laws and regulations. It is located on the edge of the Fatian Holy Peak in the holy land of the Legalists. It is one of the seven peaks and a sacred peak where only saints can live.

At this moment, there are several sculptures on the top of the peak, all depicting a young and handsome young man.

The young man in the sculpture was sitting cross-legged on an open-air platform practicing.

Outside the platform are many cushions, this is the saint's place of practice.

This young man is very extraordinary as he can sit majestically on the main seat of the saint's temple. Even the saint's direct disciple cannot do that. But his identity is more than that. He is the reincarnation of the original owner of this holy peak.

A bird flew briskly over and landed outside the temple, then transformed into a woman in feathered clothes, kneeling down and whispering.

Upon hearing this, the young man opened his eyes, and a silver light suddenly appeared in his eyes, as if there were lines of energy flowing in them.

"Blood words..."

Wu Tian's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked up at the sky. In the battlefield at the top of the sky, there was a genius whose name was known throughout the heavens.

He concentrated quietly for a moment, then smiled faintly: "Although the Heavenly Stele can detect the details, it can only detect the physical body and the rhyme of Tao. The technical level is difficult to measure. It's no wonder that this boy has reached the Eight Extremes..."

The physical body and the rhyme of Tao are the realm of cultivation. It seems understandable that one can cultivate to the Eight Extremes Realm in just a thousand years and inspire the word Blood.

"However, since he was able to comprehend the sixth realm, it seems that within a thousand years, the ancient temple will be announced to the world, and the secrets of the Land of Saints will also be revealed..."

There was a light in his eyes, and memories of his distant past life emerged, but they quickly subsided. He pondered for a moment, then stood up and decided to go and see it with his own eyes.

Although he has awakened many memories of his past lives, at this moment his heart is still more or less dominated by his reincarnated body, rather than his holy heart, so it is inevitable that he is tainted with some worldly thoughts and wants to join in the fun.

Another holy place, inside the Source Ancestor Holy Land.

Somewhere in a cave.

Two figures were sitting cross-legged in front of a stone wall. One of the figures had white hair and beard, and looked like an immortal. His eyes were drooped and closed as if he was sleeping.

Another figure was sitting at the bottom of the steps, he looked to be in his early twenties, very young, and full of energy, but his expression revealed a calmness that was inconsistent with his age. He was concentrating on gazing at the murals, meditating on his spiritual practice.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man opened his eyes, and there seemed to be stars and moons flashing in his eyes, deep and calm.

"It's bloody words again... Who is the reincarnation of this guy who came to join in the fun?"

The white-haired old man murmured to himself.

His eyes flickered, and a certain dusty memory was evoked. A shocking figure flashed in his memory, his whole body was filled with thunder, making his peers unable to raise their heads.

But that figure has disappeared for many years. Could it be that person's reincarnation?

His eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at the young man who was immersed in the contemplation of the mural. He smiled but said nothing.

The young man seemed to have noticed something, and turned his eyes to his master, whispering: "Master, your aura just fluctuated, is there something serious going on?"

If he could cause his master's aura to become slightly disturbed, that would be a big deal.

The white-haired old man smiled. The fluctuation of his aura was not caused by the monster whose name was engraved on the monument, but by the memory of the scene that happened ten thousand years ago.

"No problem. Although you haven't left your name on the Heavenly Monument, you must be a figure of three flashes of golden light. Continue to comprehend the Immortal Wall. In this battle of celestial arrogance, there may be an opponent you expect."

The white-haired old man smiled.

The young man was stunned, his eyes slightly shining. He knew that his master must have heard news about a certain evildoer.

However, he did not ask any further questions, and they would meet each other when the time comes.

He did not practice cultivation because of the stimulation from others. His goal was not to be among his peers, but to become a saint, and the most holy one. In the future, he would discuss the Dao and compete with those saints!

At the same time, figures came out from many holy places.

Some saints did not go to the battlefield of the heavens, did not care about leaving their names on the heavenly monument, and did not want to show their fame in advance. Some were low-key, some were arrogant, and they disdained to follow the crowd. But at this moment, they all heard that the heavenly monument was shaking, blood words rarely seen in ancient and modern times appeared, and some people were ranked highest!

This made many saints want to compete and see who was so arrogant.

As figures poured into the battlefield of the heavens, this battlefield of the heavens, which had been without war, became lively in an instant.

Inside the Sword Ancestor Holy Land.

When the Sword Master heard the news, he couldn't help but look at the girl who was sitting in the courtyard practicing.

The girl's face was indifferent, as if she had no emotions at all. She was concentrating on meditation. The flowers around her bloomed and withered, as if they contained the power of time.

The faint power in this vision made the Sword Master's eyes slightly focused, and he became more and more satisfied with his disciple.

If he cultivates to the pinnacle in this life and waits for his reincarnation to make up for the lack of the ultimate realm of heaven and earth, he will surely reach the top and become the third saint of the Sword Ancestor Holy Land.

But... thinking of the news he had just received, the Sword Saint sighed in his heart, but then he remembered that even if he and the young man went on different paths, his disciple's future might not be bad. It's just that he couldn't catch up with him now, but he would be able to be on par with him in the next life!

Thinking of this, he felt much more relaxed. He smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and did not disturb the other person.

In the holy land of Buddhism.

In a dark Buddhist temple somewhere, twin Buddhas were meditating in seclusion, with two forces alternating around them.

He originally wanted to take the path of fusion and achieve great success, and step into the realm of sainthood in one step, but now his inner demon has been born, and it will be difficult to integrate unless this calamity is eliminated. He can only give up his foundation and not seek perfection.

As a result, his current strength has increased instead of decreased, and he has returned to the path of his previous life. Now the embryonic form of the saintly path has been formed, and he is about to enter the semi-saint realm. When the time comes, he can become a saint at any time by swallowing the accumulated incense!

However, in the battle of supreme geniuses, if one becomes a saint, he will lose the qualification to participate in the battle.

Therefore, he had no plan to become a saint before this. He first cultivated to the limit below the saint, and then cultivated again and reincarnated after killing the monster!
Although he hated the fact that this life was destroyed, if he could kill that man and eliminate his inner demons, his next life would definitely be much easier, and he wouldn't even need to use an incarnation to survive the calamity of the mortal world.

Outside the Buddhist temple, the Buddha sensed the practice of the twin Buddhas and sighed inwardly, wondering what kind of changes would happen if he had to wait for another lifetime.

Thinking of the news he had just received, a hint of coldness appeared in his compassionate eyes, but it was quickly restrained. He once sacrificed his body to feed the eagle, just because the eagle could help him become a Buddha, and he had to give up his cumbersome physical body at that time to feed the eagle to transform into a mortal. Now that he has become a Buddha and put on the robes, he naturally does not want to lose his body again.

There are three thousand volumes of Buddhism, each volume is for self-cultivation.

Since we are cultivating ourselves, if our body is damaged, we should suppress it with Buddhist teachings and eliminate it.

There was thought in his eyes, and he suddenly disappeared from outside the Buddhist temple. Then, an incarnation was reflected and flew out, crossing the Canglan Realm and heading towards the Yunxia Realm.

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In the battlefield of the heavens.

As time went by, more and more figures gathered outside the Heavenly Monument.

Many people rushed over after hearing the news, wanting to see if it was true. But when they saw the two large red characters on the heavenly monument, they were shocked.

Seeing it with my own eyes, the shock was more real than any news.

Those two words actually suppressed the heavens and made all the evildoers in the thirty-three realms pale in comparison to their scarlet light.

"Haotian? If you don't know, you might think this monument was originally called Haotian Monument!"

"This name is prominent in the center. I'm afraid that in the next thousand years, everyone will know it!"

"Who is this person? What is his background? Why have we never heard of him? Why is he not well-known?"

Many people were asking and talking about it.

Although the battle in Canglan Realm made Li Hao famous, most people did not know about it. But now that his name was recorded on the Heavenly Ranking and he was ranked first throughout the ages, Li Hao became famous in an instant. Countless people knew about it, and it felt like a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared out of nowhere and burst into their sight.

Amidst the noisy discussions, Li Hao sat cross-legged in the open space outside the Heavenly Monument.

Countless prying eyes were blocked outside the barrier.

Li Hao used the spiritual light stimulated by the Great Dao Leiyin Bell to comprehend the ways of cooking and painting.

Both of these skills have reached the ninth level, but the experience is not sufficient. However, if one can comprehend the state of mind in advance, once the experience is accumulated, it will be a natural step to enter.

But comprehending the art of painting was more difficult than he had imagined. Although he had many inspirational ideas, he only had a few insights.

Li Hao's mind turned, and when the spiritual light was about to dissipate, he turned to comprehend the art of chess.

Playing against Hongyue, his chess experience level had reached the seventh level. At this moment, guided by inspiration, many thoughts burst out, and Li Hao suddenly felt a sense of freedom. His chess experience level broke through the bottleneck and reached the eighth level.

As your chess skill level rises to the eighth level, your state of mind improves and you will get an additional +1 skill point.

Li Hao was delighted. With the help of this state of mind in chess, he could improve his imperial skills to the eighth level.

Now, his cooking and painting skills are both at the ninth level, corresponding to the ninth level in swordsmanship and physical skills.

The rest of his skills have not yet crossed the bottleneck of the sixth dan, and only the way of chess has reached the seventh dan. Li Hao plans to use all his state of mind in the way of chess on the way of imperial control.

When he reaches the ninth level of the Dao of Control, he will be able to call himself the Dao. Then, with his ninth level physical body combined with the ninth level of the Dao of Control, he may be able to comprehend the limit of the Dao of Hearing!

The Eternal Dao Realm is already so terrifying that Li Hao can't help but have a little more expectations for the ultimate realm of Wen Dao Realm.

"This small bell seems to be able to impact..." Li Hao checked the small red bell in his mind, his eyes flashing. He came here casually and left his name casually, but he didn't expect to get such a good thing.

I'm afraid other people don't know about this kind of thing.

As his Imperial Dao was promoted to the eighth level, a lot of confusing information came in, and Li Hao fell into comprehension and digestion again.

After a long time, when Li Hao had digested and absorbed everything and his power in the Imperial Dao had reached a new level, he opened his eyes and saw countless eyes gathered around him. The number of people here was four or five times more than before, and it was like a vegetable market, crowded with many figures.

In addition to the saints of various holy places, many other lesser geniuses seemed to have come here as well.

Li Hao took a quick look and saw several thousand people. Even if there were many holy sons gathered in the holy lands of the thirty-three realms, there would not be so many.

Li Hao saw many people looking at him and immediately understood what was going on.

He raised his head and looked over it. He hadn't taken a good look at it before, but now he saw that in front of the Heavenly Monument, many geniuses seemed to be aroused with a desire to win and were leaving their names one after another.

And on the sky monument, blue and green light flashed from time to time.

Whenever the green light appears, it always causes some sneering sounds from the crowd.

Lu Guang is also a strong man in the realm of Taoism. Although he is not as strong as the geniuses like the Son of God, he is definitely a demon with extremely high authority in the Divine Dynasty. But here, he is a little embarrassed.

Li Hao smiled slightly. Seeing so many people gathered, he did not feel annoyed. Instead, his eyes sparkled slightly.

When Li Hao dispersed the barrier, he saw Hong Yue standing nervously outside the barrier, with Lin Qingying standing beside her, slightly blocking her view.

This is a dangerous battlefield among the heavens. She has a cultivation level lower than that of a celestial being, and she is like a lamb here, not daring to leave Li Hao's side without permission.

When Li Hao was in seclusion, she felt that time was long and like torture. The focused eyes could detect the details of his cultivation at a glance. Although she did not care, the casual looks of these saints and geniuses made her feel like she was being oppressed by a huge mountain and she was frightened.

"A lot of people."

Xiyan also noticed the many figures around her and exclaimed, they always looked like they had never seen the world.

Li Hao laughed, took out the brush, ink and painting scroll from the space between heaven and earth, and said to Hong Yue:
"I'm sorry to trouble you. Please help me grind the ink."

When Hongyue saw that Li Hao had finished his training, she breathed a sigh of relief and felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

She suddenly no longer felt the oppression from those glances that inadvertently swept across her body. Standing next to Li Hao, it seemed that everything was blocked by the young man in front of her. She had an unprecedented sense of security.

She smiled, agreed, and walked forward to grind it for Li Hao with her bare hands.

"Let me help you spread out the drawing paper."

Xiyan said excitedly, her waist moving out from Li Hao's wrist.

Hong Yue saw Li Hao's blank scroll and asked curiously, "Young Master, you can also paint?"

"Understood."

After the ink was ground, Li Hao began to paint.

With so many geniuses rushing here, it's just right for him to gain experience.

Lin Qingying had seen Li Hao's paintings before, but at this moment she couldn't help but quietly walk closer and watch attentively.

But then she saw a towering stele mark appear, and Lin Qingying suddenly realized that Li Hao was painting the Heavenly Stele.

As the brush and ink were drawn, the Heavenly Stele slowly appeared on the scroll. When the Heavenly Stele was finished, a rich experience hint suddenly jumped before Li Hao's eyes.

Li Hao counted and found that there were 21!
Equivalent to the experience of half a Three Disasters Saint!

Li Hao was surprised. How could this Tianbei have such rich experience?
He had painted landscapes, and even those of strange sights and dangerous places, but the experience he could gain from them was very limited, comparable at best to the experience gained from the Three Immortal Realms.

This Heavenly Stele is indeed not an ordinary thing... Li Hao thought of the Taoist Red Bell in his mind, his eyes flickered slightly, and he gathered his thoughts back, then began to paint the scene outside the Heavenly Stele.

Thunder roared, the rhythm of Tao emerged, and many geniuses surrounded him.

As the figures of those geniuses appeared one by one, experience hints continued to appear in front of Li Hao's eyes.

The least is 7,000 or 8,000 yuan, and the most is 20,000 or

Li Hao painted with great concentration. As he moved his brush and ink, the length of the scroll continued to lengthen, like a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, depicting numerous figures with different postures, expressions, and demeanors.

Hongyue stood aside, her beautiful eyes gradually widened, and an expression of surprise that was hard to conceal appeared on her face.

She thought that Li Hao only had a superficial understanding of what he said, but she didn't expect that his painting skills were even better than Li Hao's chess skills!

She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although she is the best in chess, she is also an expert in painting. How can we not see at this moment that Li Hao's paintings are top-notch, and any of his paintings are masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.

"This painting...is the last of its kind in the universe!"

Hongyue muttered to herself.

This painting of the heroes of the Heavenly Monument not only presents the majesty and Taoist charm of the Heavenly Monument, but also shows the lifelike expressions of the heroes of the heavens, and their bearings and demeanor are meticulously detailed. Just one picture can make people appreciate the ultimate style of the moment.

"What is that man doing?"

"He seems to be painting, and there is a maid beside him, grinding. Could it be that he is using this place as a place for leisure? He even brought a personal maid with him."

"Painting? Are you kidding?"

Everyone was surprised and looked around, but they felt that the other party was putting on a show.

When Hong Yue heard these discussions, she felt angry in her heart, but she secretly sighed that these geniuses worked hard to practice, and naturally looked down on music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they were not as good as the young master in practice. The gap between them was really huge.

Li Hao devoted himself to painting so many geniuses at once, gathering them together in the painting, which was also a great test of his skills.

In addition to the details, the whole painting also pays attention to the overall picture. Even for a genius with only 7,000 or 8,000 experience points, Li Hao portrayed it carefully and integrated it into the entire painting.

As the painting was completed, Li Hao felt sore all over, but after stretching a little, he felt relaxed again.

He checked his experience and found that this painting brought him 150 million experience points!
Except for the 21 experience points contributed by the Heavenly Monument, the rest were provided by these geniuses.

There are fourteen geniuses here, such as Chi Guang and Lin Shuhai, who can bring more than 30,000 experience points.

And sake also brought Li Hao more than 40,000 experience points.

In addition to Sake, there are two others who have nearly 50,000 experience points!

Such rich experience is comparable to that of a semi-saint, or even stronger than some semi-saints!
While Li Hao was surprised, he couldn't help but sigh that there was indeed no shortage of evildoers in the world.

He didn't pay much attention to them, and his mind was not on these people. In this battle between the supreme geniuses, the Buddha and the Void Saint would definitely attack him and would not watch him become a saint. In addition to relying on Old Man Feng, he also needed to accumulate more strength on his own.

After all, Mr. Feng has revealed his cards, and the other party may have some tricks to guard against them.

"To have the power to rival that of a saint, one must comprehend the ultimate state, or the ultimate state of hearing the truth..."

There was a gleam in Li Hao's eyes. There were only about five months left, and time was running out.

He stretched his muscles a little and then continued painting.

Although the experience will be diminished the second time you paint, you can still gain a lot.

Li Hao plans to complete it here in one go, and with the help of these geniuses gathering together, he can increase his painting experience to the maximum!
Previously, Old Feng's cooperation with him in painting had already provided him with valuable experience. Now, he was getting closer and closer to the ninth level of perfection.

Li Hao handed the scroll to Xiyan, and then started painting again.

As Li Hao continued with the second painting, more and more people gathered and talked about it.

Seeing that Li Hao was absorbed in his work and totally oblivious to his surroundings, Lin Qingying couldn't help but think of how Li Hao looked in her courtyard, and a smile appeared on her lips.

The other party is still the same as before, not caring about anything around him.

"This guy, his temper hasn't changed..."

Chi Guang stared at Li Hao's actions and wanted to go over to say hello to Li Hao. Although he had been defeated by Li Hao before, he admitted that his skills were not as good as his. Although he was very angry, he knew that he could not blame Li Hao, but only blamed himself for being too weak.

Just seeing Li Hao concentrating on painting, he was tactful and didn't say much. Instead, he remembered that Li Hao was also so leisurely during the previous quota battle.

"He is at the top of the Heaven Ranking. I thought he had a chance to be among the top three in the Heavens. It seems we still underestimated him."

"However, those few people did not leave their names, which seemed to be disdainful. It is hard to say who will win."

"Those people are all reincarnations, they were once saints, how can they look down on this."

"That's right. The Twin Buddhas didn't come either. We're the only ones still fighting for fame. Those guys are already famous themselves."

Lin Shuhai and other saints from the Canglan Realm were discussing in low voices.

The Holy Son of Haoyue was silent. He once believed that his Sun and Moon Avenue connected heaven and earth and had the potential to reach the highest level and become the best in the heavens. But now that he has suffered a series of blows, he feels a little confused.

He couldn't understand Li Hao's swordsmanship, but he could feel that it seemed much stronger than his own Sun and Moon Dao.

What kind of swordsmanship would that be? He had been thinking about this for some time.

Not long after, Li Hao finished his second painting and gained nearly a million experience points.

Seeing that his painting experience was about to be exhausted, Li Hao smiled and started painting for the third time.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the crowd.

"It's the Green Deer King!"

"He's here too!"

"Someone has made a name for himself here, and it seems to have disturbed him."

Many people looked over with shocked expressions as they saw an emerald green dragon chariot slowly flying down.

There were seven or eight maids on the dragon chariot, all of them had graceful figures and were beautiful. Their demeanor was second only to the saints in many holy lands, but they were more elegant and beautiful than many royal princesses in the Divine Dynasty.

They fanned themselves, served wine, and waited on a young man in a emerald green robe.

There are two deer antlers on the young man's robe, which looks quite luxurious.

Seeing this person, the crowd immediately moved away.

Compared to Haotian, the other party has been famous for a long time and is well-known in all the heavens.

When his name spread, the heavens were also shocked. After all, more than ten years ago, he had defeated a semi-saint and beat him so hard that he coughed up blood. In the end, the semi-saint chose to reincarnate and start over. This incident made him famous.

"Didn't King Qinglu leave his name on the Heavenly Monument? The golden light flashed twice. I heard that he is not the reincarnation of a saint!"

"That's right, that's the evildoer from Huntian Holy Land. I heard that he has a good chance of winning first place in this Supreme Pride Contest!"

Everyone was talking about it, their eyes shining, as if they thought there was something exciting to watch.

King Qinglu stepped down from the dragon chariot with calm eyes. He glanced out and immediately saw several familiar figures in the crowd, among them was Wu Tian from the Legalist Holy Land.

He smiled indifferently, but his eyes fell on one place where there was a beautiful woman with red sleeves and a young man painting peacefully.

When they looked at each other, King Qinglu immediately knew that the man was the famous figure this time.

There were smiles on each other's faces.

Li Hao also showed a bright smile, as if looking at a fat lamb.

Another one to give painting experience, two flashes of golden light? That must be a lot of experience!

(End of this chapter)