The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 428 Three Years
Wang Lao was amused by Li Hao's words and said, "You are quite interesting. It's up to you. It's rare to be able to remain calm and not anxious in front of the Immortal Emperor's Dao lineage. No wonder you have an eternal Dao heart."

The previous Nine Sounds of Heaven and Earth and Eternal Dao Heart made him admire Li Hao extremely.

After all, to have such a character at the Saint level was a rare genius even in the heyday before the Battle of the Emperor's Fall.

"So, Senior, do you agree?"

Li Hao's eyes lit up slightly.

"If you really want to learn, I can teach you. What I grow here is not rice or wheat, but magical herbs."

Wang Lao smiled and said, "If you can really learn it, it can be considered a skill. If the real world still has one-third of its former glory, it will be enough for you to be treated as a distinguished guest in many immortal sects and become an immortal king."

Li Hao was surprised. He didn't expect that the other party's technique of cultivating immortal medicine was so strong. Just relying on this cultivation skill, he could be comparable to the status of an immortal king. How powerful is that?
"Thank you very much for your teaching, Senior."

Li Hao bowed and wanted to show his respect.

Seeing this, Elder Wang waved his hand and said, "If you can pass the three tests, you will be the Immortal Emperor's registered disciple. You don't need to perform this great ceremony with me. If you can't pass, I will accept this ceremony from you again."

After hearing this, Li Hao no longer bothered with the formalities, but in his heart he felt a lot of respect for this old senior.

"Then I will teach you how to identify the immortal medicine..."

Wang Lao chuckled. Cultivating elixirs was his pleasure. When talking about these, the smile on his face was a little more intense than usual.

Li Hao was brought by him to the fields, where there were acres of fertile fields and magical herbs and elixirs emitting hazy visions. Li Hao saw the road in the void like floating catkins, falling around the magical herbs, like soft and gentle hands, gently protecting and holding the magical herbs and elixirs in the fields.

"This is the immortal grass of eternal life. It can absorb the energy of heaven and earth and can grow well without watering or cultivation. But if it can be cultivated and nourished with the origin of the golden way, it will transform into the eternal immortal leaf, which is the core material for refining the eternal immortal pill..."

Mr. Wang brought Li Hao to the edge of the field, pointed at a magical grass and introduced it to Li Hao.

Li Hao saw that he had a kind look on his face and looked at the magical herbs and elixirs in the fields as if they were his own children.

He was very interested and felt that cultivating this elixir was also an interesting thing.

However, it seems that it cannot be included in his panel and is not considered an artistic skill.

But Li Hao didn't care about this. He sat on the edge of the field with Wang Lao, listening to him talk about the cultivation process of these magical herbs and the interesting things that happened during the cultivation in the past.

The sun rises and sets, and the sun, moon and stars alternate here. Li Hao asked curiously, and Wang Lao said that these were the celestial constellations evolved by the spirit of the Tianhuai Palace.

Those stars are by no means just for show, nor are they there to make the sun and the moon alternate and the starlight shine on the world. Instead, they are a large star formation that can ensure the eternal power of the Heavenly Disaster Palace.

Time flies.

Li Hao did not sit on the cushion to gain enlightenment again, but sat on the edge of the field to chat and learn about various elixirs from Master Wang.

The two men were like two farmers, without any image at all. Li Hao rolled up his sleeves, tied his trouser legs around his thighs, and swung in the field with his feet covered in mud. From time to time, small black insects like ants crawled up his legs along the mud. These were not ordinary insects, but special spiritual insects that Wang Lao had carefully cultivated.

This insect can stimulate the growth of the immortal medicine, and can also eat up the moist and dark parts of the immortal medicine, thereby improving the quality of the immortal medicine.

In his spare time of learning farming, Li Hao casually asked Mr. Wang if he knew how to play chess. Mr. Wang smiled and asked in return, "Could it be that you can?"

When Li Hao heard this, he took out the chessboard from the space of heaven and earth and wanted to compete with Wang Lao.

When Mr. Wang saw that Li Hao really carried a chessboard with him, he was surprised. Then he burst into laughter, rolled up his sleeves, sat with Li Hao in front of the house, placed the chessboard on a wooden stake used for chopping firewood, and the old and the young started playing chess.

Li Hao was full of confidence and wanted to give this old senior who was at a very high level a little shock in the art of chess. However, when his wonderful piece fell, he was defeated without a single piece left. It was as if he had actively sent the chess piece into the hands of the opponent. The favorable situation was reversed in an instant with the opponent's move.

Later in the game, Li Hao began to doubt his life. He could no longer understand the advantages and disadvantages of the chessboard and became hesitant before making any moves.

After losing three games in a row, Li Hao was a little confused. This was the first time he was defeated so badly in chess.

Wang Lao smiled and stroked the pieces to collect them, saying: "Your chess skills are extremely rare, but if you want to beat me, you'd better live another 100,000 years."

As he spoke, he burst into laughter, looking very proud.

Li Hao had a gloomy face. He thought that he could lose in a martial arts competition, but he could never lose in chess.

He touched his chin, put his hand on his cheek, and reviewed the chess game in his mind.

If his chess skills lie in his exquisite layout, then the opponent's chess skills are like an antelope hanging on a horn, with no trace to be found.

After a night's rest, Li Hao continued to challenge Wang Lao the next day.

After losing four or five games in a row, Li Hao finally got a glimpse of Wang Lao's chess moves. With a blocked piece falling in an inconspicuous place, Wang Lao exclaimed, looked carefully twice, then looked at Li Hao, and couldn't help but sigh, this kid's comprehension is really high!

But when it comes to chess, he is not one to give in.

As several pieces fell one after another, the game was quickly over.

Li Hao felt like he had been punched twice. He held his breath and almost vomited blood out of anger.

Seeing Li Hao's frustrated look, Wang Lao laughed even more happily and said, "Do you want to do it again?"

"Come!"

Li Hao was more serious and considered his moves more carefully.

Then, the loss was even more miserable.

An old man and a young man were playing chess fiercely in front of the house. On the futon, a figure suddenly opened his eyes. His restrained aura dissipated a little. A light flashed in his eyes, and he looked up at the black tower in front of him.

Then, he seemed to think of something and turned his head to look, but he didn't find the figure on the mat, so his gaze immediately shifted to the front of the house.

I saw an old man and a young boy sitting on the wooden stake in front of the house, waiting for their turn without any image, staring at the chessboard intently.

The old one was calm and smiling, while the young one was scratching his head and looking extremely serious. He seemed to be focused and fully engaged.

Seeing this scene, Mingsheng raised his eyebrows slightly. During his previous meditation, he thought of the young man. He had seen him several times. Every time he saw him, he was either sitting on the edge of the field chatting and laughing with Wang Lao, or playing chess with him in front of the house. He had never seen him sitting on the cushion.

Not practicing?
Or do you want to curry favor with Mr. Wang and get some special advice from him and learn from his experience?
The corner of Mingsheng's mouth curled up slightly in a sneer. When he first came, he also surrounded Wang Lao, running around, serving him tea and water, massaging his legs and shoulders, and doing his utmost to be attentive. However, although Wang Lao enjoyed himself and was very friendly to him, he clearly told him that he would not teach him any tips related to the test.

This was the restraint of the Great Dao left by the Immortal Emperor for the other party. At the same time, even without this restraint of the Great Dao, Wang Lao did not intend to reveal it. His deep respect for the Immortal Emperor surpassed everything and would never blaspheme it.

After Ming Sheng, he also saw other saints retrace his path, but still got the same result.

Now, this new evildoer also wants to take this shortcut, but his calculations are obviously wrong.

With the other party's talent, if he practices diligently, he still has a chance to catch up with them, but now he is trying to take the wrong path and wasting time. I'm sorry.

Mingsheng stood up and walked towards the black tower.

A saint sensed his aura leaving, opened his eyes and looked over, and immediately said: "Ming Sheng is going to challenge the 'True Honored Tower'."

Hearing his words, the other saints who had not comprehended deeply also gathered their minds, opened their eyes and looked at him, their expressions becoming solemn. If the other party passed, then they would have reached the third step, and the gap would become very large.

Among them, the shepherd saint with snow-white hair sitting in the front also slightly opened his eyes and looked at the back coldly.

Among the many saints, only he and Mingsheng regarded each other as strong rivals in the second step of the test. After all, there is only one copy of the Immortal Emperor's lineage. Once obtained, they will soar to the top and have the foundation to stand above all living beings in the real world.

Once you fail, you will only become one of many true immortals, and even pursuing the Immortal King will become distant and difficult. The gap is too big.

"Huh? Why is that guy still playing chess with Mr. Wang?"

At this time, someone noticed Li Hao, but saw that he was not on the cushion, but was still hanging out with Wang Lao.

Although Mr. Wang was extremely powerful and beyond their reach, he could not help them with the test, nor give them any guidance or relevant hints, so they had no time to talk to this powerful man.

"I guess he wanted to ask Master Wang for advice, but it was useless."

Someone shook his head, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Luo Sheng, Dong Dao, Chen Baoyu and other saints who had talked with Li Hao before couldn't help but sigh but didn't say anything. Although they had a good impression of Li Hao, Li Hao was also a competitor to them. To give him a hint now was equivalent to helping this most potential competitor get on the right track.

Hua Sheng and You Sheng looked at each other, and You Sheng suddenly sent a message to Li Hao, saying:
"Ming Sheng is going to challenge the Zhenzun Tower. If he passes, he may take the lead in the third test. At that time, Wang Lao will teach him the way to become an immortal."

Li Hao, who was playing chess and concentrating on thinking, had no perception of the outside world. His mind seemed to be immersed in the chessboard in front of him. In an absolute mental space, there was only the chessboard in front of him, horizontally arranged in the starry sky, and in front of him sat a giant on the chess path, looking down at him.

This kind of suppression of chess strength forced Li Hao to treat it with all his heart, so that he could lose less quickly.

"Ming Sheng is going to challenge the Zhenzun Tower, aren't you anxious?"

At this time, Wang Lao also noticed the movement of the people on the futon side. He looked up and smiled at Li Hao with anticipation.

Li Hao only felt a rumbling sound from the giant above his head. He was slightly stunned and immediately came back to his senses from his thoughts.

When he saw Wang Lao's expression, he nodded in agreement and turned to look at the black tower in the distance, just in time to see a saint walking into the tower.

"Oh."

Li Hao took a look, then turned his head and continued to look at the chessboard.

At this moment, he just wanted to break the blockade of the chess game.

“Haotian, did you hear me? Although Elder Wang is a good person, he will not help you with your cultivation.”

At this time, You Sheng's voice sounded again.

Li Hao heard it this time and turned around to see You Sheng and Hua Sheng looking at him with worry. He was stunned for a moment before he understood their intentions and immediately smiled:

"No hurry, I will come to practice when I can defeat Wang Lao."

If he could beat Wang Lao, he felt that his chess skills might be able to break through to the eleventh level.

"This……"

You Sheng was slightly stunned and speechless. Is playing chess really so attractive that it can even overshadow the Immortal Emperor's Taoism?

Li Hao withdrew his gaze and stared at the chessboard. His mind was immersed in it again and he was unaware of the perception of external objects.

He was thinking, but Wang Lao was waiting for Li Hao's move. He looked at the young man in front of him with interest. The other party was not pretending, but really had no urgency. Wang Lao smiled slightly. Although it was a bit delayed to let Li Hao accompany him, he also saw that the qualifications of those saints would not make great progress in a short time. When Li Hao's interest gradually faded, he would choose a suitable time and let Li Hao practice honestly.

Among so many test takers, the one he values ​​most is the young man in front of him. Although he cannot give him any hints or special treatment, he will at least urge him to practice.

At the cushions, many people were silently calculating the time for Mingsheng's challenge.

Not long after, Mingsheng came out of the Zhenzun Tower.

"It's been longer than last time. It seems that Ming Sheng has not been affected at all and has made some breakthroughs!"

"Indeed, that person took the wrong path, trying to please Wang Lao and wasting his time, and my mood has also recovered."

"I heard from Master Wang that if you can pass this test, your combat sense will be extremely high. This is not a combat skill. Skills are the accumulation of experience, but the sense of smell is an extraordinary combat ability that changes in an instant. It requires special methods to cultivate it."

"We have to work hard too. Don't wait until Mingsheng really steps into the third step and cultivates the way to become an immortal while we are still figuring out the way to become an immortal."

Many saints looked solemnly as they withdrew their gaze from the returning Mingsheng. Then they all closed their eyes and concentrated on practicing. Some of them also congratulated Mingsheng with a smile.

Mingsheng's face showed no emotion but was rather grim. Although he managed to hold on longer this time, he felt that he was still a long way from being defeated. He had used his quick wits to escape danger several times, but it was not enough.

He turned his head and glanced at the figure in front of the house. Seeing that the other person was staring at the chessboard intently with no other expression in his eyes, he couldn't help but frown and sneer slightly, but he quickly put it away and turned back to his cushion to continue meditating.

Time passes slowly.

It is very quiet here, with the occasional loud laughter of an old man and a young boy.

But everyone's cultivation is covered by the Dao Realm, so unless there are some changes in their aura, if it's just a sound, it won't disturb or affect them.

In the past, when everyone was practicing, the only sounds were occasionally the sound of Old Wang digging the ground with a hoe and the sound of flowing water from the stream outside the field. But now, this paradise-like place has a more human feel.

One year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Hao's chess skills improved to the ninth level, but he was still defeated miserably by Master Wang and never won once.

Li Hao had never lost so badly before. He pondered the Dao of Painting in his spare time, but his mind was completely occupied by the chess game he had lost. He could not concentrate normally, and forcing himself to comprehend the Dao of Painting had little effect.

The more he lost, the more he wanted to fight again, as if he was addicted. On the contrary, Wang Lao had won too much. When he played chess with Li Hao, he still had the mind to water the fields and gather the avenue to nourish the elixir. When he came back after dealing with it, he saw that Li Hao had not made a move yet, so he made himself some tea and rubbed the mud between his toes.

After Li Haohua took a long time to place a piece, he quickly threw down another piece, causing the boy's smile, which had just appeared on his face, to suddenly freeze, and then he fell into deep thought again.

Seeing the change in the other party's expression, Wang Lao also felt a little amused. He had never seen a guy who cared so much about chess. If it were someone else, he would have been tired of winning and it would have been boring. But the young man in front of him, the feeling of not wanting to admit defeat and holding back a lot of energy, always made him want to continue to beat the other party.

Well, although it was cruel, he also didn't like the feeling of losing.

Another two years passed.

In front of the house, next to the chessboard, the young man was concentrating on making a move.

Suddenly, a powerful spear intent gathered at the cushion in the distance and suddenly burst out, as if it was going to pierce the sky.

This powerful gun intent affected the young man who was thinking in front of the chessboard, and he turned his head to take a look.

“Finally, there is a third person who has mastered the Wanzhan Immortal Technique to perfection.” Old Wang took a look and smiled.

(End of this chapter)