The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 447: The Disaster Clan, the Great Dream of Nine Abysses ( more)
Li Hao and others looked up and saw many flying figures in front of them, all following the giant sword.

"Tianyi Sect? Isn't this the top sect in the real world?"

Li Hao's eyes moved slightly. If the rules have not changed in the past hundred thousand years, then it is basically correct.

He glanced at Lin Qingying and immediately led everyone to follow.

In addition to Lin Qingying, he himself is also a sword cultivator. Although he has the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor Tianhuai, there are only benefits and no disadvantages in mastering more other sword intents.

After all, his practice only required recording, which did not take much time.

Wang Lao followed Li Hao and looked from afar, as if he saw the scenery thousands of miles away. Reminiscence emerged in his eyes, and he sent a message to Li Hao:
"You go with these little guys. I'm going to look for the reincarnation of the Goddess Shi Miao."

Li Hao paused, and quickly replied, "Then I'll go with you."

"No need."

Wang Lao shook his head slightly and said in a voice transmission: "I went to look for her in the battlefield before. The time fluctuations of the Goddess Shi Miao have disappeared. I think she has been in the real world for quite a while. The heaven and earth here are more connected, and the traces will be smoothed out soon. This is exactly the South Region. I want to go to Qiongyuan to find the old blind stone statue and let the old blind stone statue calculate. I don’t know if the statue is still there..."

He said to Li Hao: "You provided the clue. I will do my best to find this matter. Here are three willow leaves. Keep them."

He raised his hand and handed Li Hao three emerald green and crystal willow leaves with divine light floating on them.

"One leaf and one sword, I can strike you three times. Those below the king level will die, and the king will be enough to repel him."

As he spoke, he raised his hand again and tapped Li Hao's forehead lightly.

A silver winding mark was engraved on Li Hao's forehead, like a third vertical pupil, but it soon disappeared into Li Hao's body.

"This is the mark of my fairyland origin. If you are in trouble and call for help, I can teleport to you in an instant through the fairyland. You don't have to worry."

He explained everything and looked at Li Hao quietly.

Li Hao was stunned. Seeing Wang Lao's gentle and warm eyes, he seemed to understand something.

"You should practice hard. If you can really find the reincarnation of the goddess Shi Miao, you will become her personal disciple. Then you will compete with her for the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor. With your current strength, you are still far behind..."

He whispered softly to convey his instructions.

Li Hao was silent, then nodded silently.

Although he did not have a strong desire to inherit the Immortal Emperor's legacy, he knew that there were some things that he could not control if he sat in his position.

After Wang Lao gave everything he had entrusted to him, he quietly disappeared into the void and left without a sound.

Li Hao had only three willow leaves in his hand, emitting divine light.

The others noticed that Li Hao stopped where he was, and only then did they notice that there was one person missing from Li Hao's side.

"Where is that old senior?"

someone asked.

"He went to pave the way for me."

Li Hao looked at the horizon and said only this quietly. Then, he put away the three willow leaves in his hand. At this moment, he realized that what this old man practiced was not a sword, but a knife.

……

Only after crossing the towering mountain did Li Hao and others see the vast and boundless city clearly.

There are mountains, rivers, peaks, and endless buildings inside, like a vast and endless world that you can't see the end of.

Li Hao followed the traces of the giant sword's movement and rushed over with the Sword Master, Feng Lao and others.

As numerous mountains, rivers and buildings flew by under their feet, they soon arrived at the center of the city. The closer they got to the center, the denser the buildings were. The majestic buildings all around were like steep giant swords or bell towers, exuding an ancient and desolate atmosphere. The stones of the buildings were very rough, but they seemed to be dense and thick, as if they had been deposited over countless years, giving people an unshakable feeling.

The crowd came flying in the air and saw a square here. The giant sword, about a hundred miles long, stretched across the sky like a sky bridge that could not be climbed or crossed.

Many figures were under the shadow of the giant sword, looking up and talking.

"Wanshan Sword Tower only accepts sword cultivators. We are not sword cultivators, so we should look for another sect."

"That's right, I see that the Fenglei Pavilion is here too. I happen to have mastered the true meaning of the origin of the wind path, so it should be no problem for me to become a disciple of the Fenglei Pavilion and make further progress."

"It's hard to say. These days, the Tiandeng Sect is extremely testing one's Dao heart. The Heart-Searching Tower must at least stir up the fifth ring!"

"This……"

Many people were talking and chatting around.

On his way here, Li Hao transmitted the language of the real world to Feng Lao and others through his divine thoughts. Although they did not have the language of the real world, they could still communicate with the immortals and gods in the real world. They only needed to communicate with the true intentions of their primordial spirits. However, this would make others immediately judge that they were outsiders, and they would inevitably be bullied and despised.

Li Hao turned his head and saw a towering giant tower reaching into the sky in the center of the square.

The top of the tower stood in the clouds, and the top could not be seen, but the tower body was crooked, and the edges and corners of the eaves outside were damaged. On the seventh eaves, there was a splash of bright red blood, as if it had just been stained.

"Why is there blood there?"

Some newly arrived True Immortals from other places also noticed it and asked curiously.

"How dare someone cause trouble in the Heart-Searching Tower? Killing is prohibited here."

"You misunderstood. That is not ordinary blood, but the blood of the emperor from one hundred thousand years ago. I came here thirty thousand years ago and saw it. It was as bright as it is today. The blood of the emperor will never change and will never fade." Someone responded.

Li Hao's eyes flickered. The emperor's blood was stained on the Tower of Inquiry. He didn't know what big event had happened in the past.

At this time, on the giant sword that was a hundred miles long, a group of figures were suspended in the air. They came to the edge of the giant sword and looked down at the countless true immortals and saints on the huge square.

"I am the elder of Wanshan Sword Tower, Cui Yuesheng."

A majestic yet indifferent voice came down from above, shaking the ears of everyone in the square: "Following the sect's immortal order, we have come here to make friends and recruit talented disciples. All of you who are in the True Immortal Realm and whose soul lifespan does not exceed 3,000 years can participate. Saint-level people only need a soul lifespan of no more than 1,000 years."

"Selection requirements: first, you must be a swordsman!"

"Secondly, one's Dao heart must transcend the heavenly level, and one must ask one's heart five times, and have the aspiration to seek the Dao that transcends the immortals, gods, heaven and earth."

"Third, I will leave a sword intent behind later. Only those who can comprehend it will be qualified."

"Anyone who meets the above conditions can become a disciple of our sect. The best among them can directly become an inner disciple of our sect."

"The period for accepting disciples is one month, please seize the time."

As soon as these words fell, many sword cultivators in the square became excited, but many of them whose soul life span had expired had gloomy faces. The soul life span alone was enough to screen them out.

"It looks like we old guys don't stand a chance."

Feng Boping looked towards the Sword Master with regret in his eyes.

He knew that the Sword Master was a sword cultivator and was extremely talented in this area. Unfortunately, his soul lifespan had already exceeded three thousand years. Even if it was thirty thousand, he could not become his disciple and join the sect.

The sword master raised his head slightly, frowning slightly. Li Hao told him many things about the real world through voice transmission. He also knew that the force on the giant sword in front of him was the Tianyi Sect, which was one of the top Tianzong forces in the real world.

Moreover, it is a sword-fighting force, which he longed for, but the strict requirements made it impossible for him to join.

He sighed with deep regret. He had originally planned to explore the true meaning of kendo in the real world and see a more extreme and transcendent kendo, but the door was closed to him.

"It seems that Wanshan Sword Tower's request is in preparation for the next battle in the Southern Region."

"That's right. In the Southern Region War, only souls with a lifespan of 3,000 years can participate in the war. They are clearly going to fight for it."

"There is no other way. I heard that this battle in the Southern Region will reshuffle many forces in the Southern Region. Judging from the ranking of Tianzong forces, all Tianzong are fighting desperately."

There were many low voices of discussion around.

Li Hao looked around and saw many people rushing towards the towering Tower of Questioning the Heart, wanting to be the first to take the test and prove their own faith in the Tao.

He looked at the Sword Master and others. Saints have long lives and show no signs of aging even in a hundred thousand years. True immortals can live as long as the heaven and earth and can live for a million years.

Nangong Jian, who stayed behind in the ancient battlefield, stayed there for a full 100,000 years.

However, most of the True Immortals died in the struggle for opportunities and in their practice, and it is rare to see them die of natural causes.

"Haotian, at your age, you can become a disciple of Wanshan Sword Tower."

The sword master smiled at Li Hao.

Feng Boping looked at Li Hao with a smile on his face. He did not feel sorry for not being able to join the sect. He said with a smile: "This is the top force in the real world. If you can become a disciple there, you will be able to go faster and further."

Li Hao shook his head slightly and said, "If I can't accept you, I will take you to find another Tianzong."

"Absolutely not."

Hearing what Li Hao said, Feng Boping's face changed slightly, and he quickly said: "Don't let us hold you back. Everyone has their own path. Our path can only go so far, but your path is still very far."

“No matter how long the road is, without you, it is just a dead end. The scenery along the way is what matters.”

Li Hao said.

Feng Boping, Sword Master and others looked at each other. Although they already knew Li Hao's character, they still felt indescribably moved.

"You are such a fool, kid..."

Feng Boping was talking and wanted to persuade him again, but suddenly a voice came from above his head. It was another cold female voice, like a clear cold spring in winter, refreshing and calming people's thoughts:
"If one's soul lifespan exceeds this limit, and one can satisfy the Dao heart and comprehend the sword intent, one can also come to become a disciple, but whether one can become an inner sect disciple depends on one's performance after joining the sect."

Upon hearing this, there were many cheers in the square. Obviously, many people who exceeded their soul lifespan were excited.

Feng Boping, Sword Master and others were stunned, and also became happy and excited.

"It seems like there's hope for you too." Feng Boping smiled at the Sword Master.

The Sword Master nodded slightly, his eyes shining, but his gaze turned to the towering Heart-Searching Tower and said:
"But he said he had to ask the Heart Tower for five rings of Dao Heart. I don't know if I can do that."

Li Hao knew that the fifth ring of Dao Heart meant crossing the Heaven Level and stepping into the Chaos Dao Heart level.

He didn't know whether the Sword Master could achieve it, so he said, "In that case, let's go to the Heart-Searching Tower for the test first."

"it is good."

Everyone agreed. Among the crowd, Chandan and others were all smiling and excited, but they knew that with what they had practiced, it would be difficult for them to become disciples of the Wanshan Sword Tower.

At this time, everyone came to the Tower of Inquiry. There were many figures coming in and out, and from time to time there was a buzzing vibration coming from inside. Those who stepped out could still have the echo of heaven and earth on their bodies. The sound was very faint, but it could be heard.

"I'll go first."

The Sword Master spoke to Li Hao, and then flew towards the Heart-Searching Tower with a serious look on his face.

Li Hao watched him enter and then looked at Lin Qingying.

"wait for me."

Lin Qingying stared at Li Hao and said softly, with unprecedented determination in her eyes.

She had tested her Dao Heart before, and it was only at the Heavenly Level. But she didn't know if there had been any changes now, so she had to verify it again.

As her figure floated away like a blue cloud, Li Hao also retracted his gaze and looked at the others, saying: "If you want to take the test, you can go ahead. It will probably be useful when you become a disciple of another sect later."

After hearing Li Hao's words, everyone rushed to the Tower of Inquiry.

Feng Boping saw Li Hao standing there without moving and asked, "Aren't you going?"

"I've checked it before." Li Hao said.

Feng Boping was surprised and couldn't help laughing: "Looking at your appearance, you must have met the standard, right?"

Li Hao smiled. Nine sounds of heaven and earth were indeed up to standard.

"Then I won't wait for you. I'll go take a look too."

Feng Boping said with a smile, said goodbye to Li Hao, turned around and flew towards the Tower of Inquiry.

At this moment, in the Wanshan Sword Tower high in the sky, the cold woman who had spoken earlier had raised her hand and carved a sword mark in the air.

Li Hao looked up and felt that the sword mark was sharp and dazzling, but it also had a kind of majestic aura that encompassed mountains and rivers. His eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the extraordinary intent of this sword.

At the same time, a prompt popped up in front of him:

[I have mastered the basics of the sword technique 'Wanshan Starting Style'. Do you want to include it? ]

Included.

Soon, a sword technique appeared on the panel.

Li Hao took a look at the grade and found it was a top-grade immortal skill, which was a top-grade skill mastered by true immortals.

The skills practiced by the Immortal King involve the power of the origin of the laws, which are called source-level skills. They are the foundation of the sect and are not easily passed on to outsiders.

But the sword technique in front of us, just the opening move, has the level of upper-grade immortals, which shows that this technique itself is very likely to be at the source level, or even beyond the source level.

However, if you want to obtain the higher level of cultivation, you need to become his disciple.

After recording the skills, Li Hao did not rush to become a disciple, but wandered around, waiting for the Sword Master and others to come out.

He left his own projection and aura in one place so that they could find him when they came out of the Tower of Inquiry, while he strolled around the square.

Although it is called a square, it is extremely vast. The Tower of Inquiry stands like a pillar of heaven. There are some high-rise buildings around the tower, which are filled with the aroma of wine, tea, and food.

Li Hao couldn't help but feel hungry. The food in the real world and the dishes cooked by them were all from the demon cultivators and rare treasures of the real fairyland. He didn't know how they tasted and whether it was a waste of resources.

He came to a tavern near the Tower of Inquiry. The aroma was the strongest here, and it was filled with cultivators from all over the place talking loudly. Most of them were saints, and they were talking in low voices. Judging from their saintly robes and immortal clothes, they were all from true immortal families from all over the true world.

While listening to various news and understanding and becoming familiar with the real world, Li Hao randomly found a balcony by the window and sat down.

Soon, the signature dish he asked the waiter to recommend was served.

Li Hao was not polite at all. He picked up the wine and poured the glass, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating a plate of spicy fried dragon tendons.

The oil is extracted from dragon fat, and it is full of fragrance. It can stimulate the rich immortal power in the dragon tendons. When you take a bite, the immortal power flows all over your mouth and penetrates into every limb of your body. It is not only the ultimate enjoyment for your taste buds, but also can enhance your cultivation, which is no less than the immortal power gained by absorbing ten immortal stones.

But this plate of fried dragon tendons costs a hundred immortal stones.

The 30,000 immortal stones that Li Hao had previously collected were enough for him to splurge and enjoy for the time being, and he had some small assets.

After all, he has no plans to buy property in this real world for the time being, otherwise this little money would not be enough to pay off his debts.

If you just spend it on food and drink, you will never be able to spend it all.

"It's a pity that the knife skills used to handle the dragon tendons were not good enough, and the immortal power leaked out. Otherwise, it would have tasted better."

"This wine tastes pretty good."

Li Hao ate and drank heartily, feeling quite refreshed. After Feng Lao and the others had finished their test, he planned to bring them to have a taste as well.

The chef who cooked this dish has at least nine levels of skill.

"Hey, my friend, drinking alone is so lonely, how about I come and accompany you?"

Suddenly, a chuckling sound was heard, and then an old man carrying a wine gourd came over. He was in tatters, like a street beggar, with a red nose and a drunken look in his eyes. He smiled at Li Hao.

As he spoke, he sat down on the bench next to him, his eyes fixed on the wine jug on the table.

Li Hao smelled the unpleasant smell of rotten wine emanating from his body, and could not help but wave his hand to isolate the smell, and said casually:
"Drink if you want."

Having said that, he ignored him, poured himself a drink, and started eating meat with sips of wine.

The old man picked up the wine jug and drank from it. He drank it all in one gulp and then showed a satisfied expression. Then he looked at Li Hao with a smile in his eyes and said:
"You are a wonderful person."

Seeing him drink the whole bottle directly from his mouth, Li Hao frowned slightly, sighed helplessly, and ordered the waiter to bring another bottle. At the same time, he picked up a piece of dragon tendon and chewed it, saying:
"Because I gave you wine?"

"No, because you obviously dislike the smell of an old man like me, and you don't like my style, but you still give me a sip of wine. That's the wonderful thing."

Li Hao said calmly: "That's because when someone asks me for a drink, I never refuse."

"Why?"

"Because I won't turn my back on a lonely person."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. When the waiter brought the wine jug, he grabbed it, filled a glass for Li Hao, and drank directly from the jug.

"Just drink wine, no food?"

Li Hao saw the other person's appearance and said calmly: "Good wine and good food are the best match."

"Makes sense."

Upon hearing this, the old man grabbed the food from the plate with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth. While eating, he mumbled, "Not bad, not bad. It tastes really good."

Li Hao didn't touch the plate he had grabbed. He quickly picked up the dishes next to it and ate them. Then he said, "Take your time. I'll go get some water."

"Okay, okay, it's rare to meet a close friend, go ahead."

The old man laughed and waved happily.

Li Hao turned around and went downstairs. Seeing the waiter coming forward, he casually pointed upstairs and then left the restaurant.

An incense stick of time after Li Hao left, the old man who was eating and drinking upstairs realized something was wrong. He swept his mind around and his eyes suddenly widened, and he seemed to be much sober.

"Where is this brat?"

At this time, the waiter came up to him and said respectfully, "Sir, would you like to pay the bill?"

Old man: "..."

You never refuse others a drink.

No wonder he is so generous, it turns out he pays for it himself?
He was so angry that he almost jumped up and down. After years of wandering around, he was actually cheated by a little brat.

"Okay, okay, don't let me meet you again."

The old man said angrily.

Then, under the waiter's attentive smile, he blew his beard and glared, and finally reluctantly took out a bag of fairy stones from his sleeve. This was the little money he had left.

"Ah!"

Li Hao walked to the edge of the square and sneezed. He rubbed his nose, muttered something, and then looked around.

Most people gathered at the Tower of Inquiry, which was relatively quiet. There was a hilltop with a figure sitting on it.

The top of the mountain is low, less than a hundred meters high, and is level with the restaurant.

Against the backdrop of the majestic Tower of Inquiry, it looks like a low mound of earth.

Li Hao smelled alcohol. He followed the scent to the top of the hill and saw an old man in a silver-grey robe sitting there. He was leaning casually against a green tree, looking into the distance at the cliff-like valley at the edge of the square in front of him.

The clouds and mist there were hazy and seemed to be changing at any time. At this moment, the old man took a sip of wine, and the aroma filled the air. He then sealed the bottle, raised the cigarette in his left hand, took two puffs, and exhaled a cloud of mist that floated into the cliff-like deep valley ahead.

It seemed that all the clouds and mist in the sky were condensed from his breath.

Li Hao glanced at it twice, his eyes slightly fixed, and then a hint of surprise appeared.

He walked forward and stood on the edge of the mountain, looking hard, and finally became convinced that there were invisible dark lines in the clouds. The lines gathered and dispersed unpredictably like a law, as if attracting something.

"Senior, are you fishing?"

Li Hao looked down at the old man, then felt that it was a bit impolite, so he squatted down instead.

The old man was smoking opium. When he heard Li Hao's words, the smoke from his exhaled filled his face, making his expression hazy and unclear. His voice was like an ice knife under the eaves, with a bit of natural coldness, but at this time his tone was relatively calm. He said:
"You can see that, too."

Li Hao sat down with a smile and said, "I understand a little bit."

"Is it?"

The old man turned his head and his eyes fell on Li Hao's face. Li Hao felt that the other party's eyes seemed to be looking at him very seriously, from head to face, from hair to eyes, including the tiny pores on his face.

“If you are in the lake, you are not a fisherman even if you hold a rod.”

The old man turned his head away from Li Hao, his eyes as calm as a deep lake, and said, "Here are nine dragon birds. See if you can catch one."

"Dragon Bird?"

Li Hao was surprised and asked curiously: "What kind of cultivation and strength is it?"

"Scared?"

“Anglers are never afraid.”

Li Hao's face suddenly turned serious. A fisherman is only afraid that the prey he catches is not big enough, and is never afraid of the hook being exposed.

Without saying anything, he raised his hand and pointed. His immortal power condensed like a thread, and the original true meaning was integrated into it, and he leaped into the clouds.

He used hidden clues to explore the situation in the clouds and mist, looking for traces of the dragon bird that the other party mentioned, but the clouds and mist seemed extremely calm, without any fluctuations or signs.

Suspicion appeared in Li Hao's eyes. Could it be that the other party was talking nonsense?
He glanced at the old man's eyes and could feel that the other party was also fishing, so it was obvious that this was probably not nonsense.

He didn't think any more about it. The most important thing about fishing is patience.

He sat cross-legged, fishing quietly and silently feeling the changes in the clouds.

The old man beside him suddenly shook his wrist and smiled: "Mine has been hooked."

As he spoke, the dark lines shot out from his fingertips, suddenly condensed from loose, and then pulled straight, extending to the depths of the clouds, to a place that Li Hao could not perceive.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a huge object tumbling, and a terrible wave shook over.

Li Hao felt the changes in the clouds and mist, his face changed slightly, he looked intently, and his heart was also lifted.

Although he did not fish for the prey himself, he also had the urge to secretly encourage the old man.

Soon, the clouds suddenly dispersed and a black dot flew out.

Li Hao originally thought it was a giant creature several thousand feet long, but what he fished out was a figure several meters long, with golden scales all over its body like feathers, a body like a bird, a tail as thin as a dragon, sharp claws and a dragon head, exuding divine power and momentum.

The old man raised his hand and the space of heaven and earth was enveloped, taking it in without causing too much fluctuation.

But Li Hao vaguely felt that the dragon bird had extremely brutal power and could be easily killed by an ordinary True Immortal.

"Mine has already been hooked, but yours looks like it will take some time."

The old man put away the dragon bird, glanced at Li Hao, and said with a chuckle.

Li Hao said: "I just arrived."

"Yeah, you just got here, and I've been here a long time."

The old man nodded in agreement, then patted Li Hao on the shoulder and said, "Looking at your technique, you have great fishing skills."

"Understood."

The old man laughed, took a puff of opium, and said, "Take your time fishing. I'm going to go back first. It's been a bit noisy lately, and it's really hard for me to sleep well."

As he spoke, he stood up tremblingly, his back hunched, and walked unsteadily with the wine jug in his hand.

Only then did Li Hao realize that he was walking with a limp.

Watching the other party leave, Li Hao's mind was still on the other party's fishing. After saying goodbye, he turned around and continued fishing seriously.

On the other side, Li Hao stayed at the projection area in the square, and Feng Boping and others arrived one after another.

Most of them tested out the Heavenly Level Dao Heart in the Heart-Searching Tower, and only Lin Qingying reached the level of five rings.

There were still echoes of it in her, and if it were stirred up, others would be able to hear it.

"I can't wait for her. I'm really getting old."

Feng Boping and others were all surprised and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The Sword Master also looked at Lin Qingying twice. He obviously didn't expect that the little girl in this sect would have a stronger sense of Taoism than himself.

Everyone took the test, and only Lin Qingying reached five rings, having the highest level of Taoism among everyone.

Seeing everyone's gazes, Lin Qingying blushed a little. She had previously verified the Heavenly Level Dao Heart, which was said to have only four rings, but now, somehow, it had reached five rings.

She felt that perhaps the five years of waiting were too hard to endure, which led to a change in her faith.

"Your soul lifespan is enough, and your Dao heart has now reached the requirements. You can go and comprehend the sword intent. If you can pass it, you will be a disciple of the top sect in the Real World." Li Hao projected and said to Lin Qingying.

Lin Qingying asked: "What about you?"

"I am also contemplating."

Li Hao projected and said.

Lin Qingying felt relieved after hearing that. She did not ask about Li Hao's Taoism. In her mind, what she could achieve, Li Hao could also achieve. In her eyes, this young man was always dazzling and brilliant, yet out of reach.

Lin Qingying went to the Wanshan Sword Tower high in the sky to comprehend the sword intent.

Someone flew out from the giant sword and checked Lin Qingying's Dao heart. After listening to five sounds, he checked her soul lifespan and found that it was less than a thousand years. He couldn't help but feel satisfied.

Although Lin Qingying is only a half-saint, his cultivation level and his heart for the Tao show his excellence.

"Look, someone is able to comprehend the sword's meaning!"

"Dao Xin five rings? Look at that little girl, she is only half a saint."

"The Dao heart of a mere half-saint is superior to that of a true immortal like us?"

Many people looked up with envious eyes.

In the void, Lin Qingying saw the area next to the giant sword. Apart from himself, there were only two people there.

At this moment, the two men were staring at the sword intent in the void ahead of them, and were not distracted by her arrival.

"Just comprehend the sword intent."

The young man wearing real precious silver clothes on the giant sword said with a smile.

Lin Qingying had seen this sword intent before, but when he was watching from below, he had difficulty comprehending it. But here, it seemed as if he could touch it and he could clearly feel the various fluctuations emitted by the sword intent.

She took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and began to comprehend seriously.

She wants to catch up with Li Hao.

In her body, where the sword embryo had been broken, a virtual sword embryo had already condensed. At this moment, there was a faint sword shadow faintly appearing inside, floating like starlight.

……

"My Dao Heart is not strong enough. It seems that I need to comprehend the Dao Heart."

The Sword Master saw Lin Qingying trying to comprehend the sword intent, so he withdrew his gaze, said goodbye to Li Hao's projection temporarily, and left.

Li Hao projected that he would continue to wander around the square with Feng Lao and others.

In addition to Wanshan Sword Tower, there are many other sects that come here to recruit disciples.

Among them are the Earth Sect and the Heaven Sect, and their requirements are relatively loose.

Soon, Chi Guang, Lin Shuhai and others found sects that suited them.

"The real world is vast, and it's time for us to go our separate ways."

Wensheng said that he and his disciples Lin Shuhai and others were planning to become disciples of a master from Tiansi Sect. The master used poetry and books to kill the enemies, which was just right for their Wensheng lineage.

Li Hao still wanted to persuade them but seeing that they were determined to leave, he knew that it was useless to say more.

Moreover, the sword he cultivated could not provide them with the resources for cultivation.

"We have been together all the way, and we will have the chance to meet again in the future. The real world is vast, so let's go our separate ways."

Feng Boping said goodbye to Wensheng.

One is a man of literary courage and integrity, while the other is a thief with a bad reputation. They had lived together for several years in the Holy Land of Haotian, and now they were parting, they felt a sense of mutual respect.

The others also realized that they all had their own paths to follow, and that their talents varied, so they could only try to meet again in the future.

Chi Guang, Chandan and others all became disciples of the Di Zong, where the requirements were relatively relaxed. In addition, they were extremely talented and were top-notch geniuses in the heavens. They could be expected to be promoted to inner disciples in the future.

As time went by, there were fewer and fewer people around Li Hao's projection. Li Hao saw that Old Feng had also found a sect that suited him. There was a sect called the Tomb Sect, which was at the fourth level of the Heaven Sect. It specialized in stealing treasures from various forbidden areas and reselling them. Although it was not mainly engaged in combat, it had extensive connections in the Heaven Sect and its influence was quite strong.

"I, an old man, will not stay by your side and burden you any more. I will wait for you to reach the top of the Wanshan Sword Tower. Then I will come and join you."

Feng Boping smiled at Li Hao, but his eyes were full of reluctance.

Li Hao could see that Old Feng didn't really want to become a disciple of the Tomb Sect, but he wanted to sever his ties and didn't want him to have any concerns.

"I am waiting for you."

Li Hao did not try to persuade him to stay, but just spoke in a serious tone.

Feng Boping smiled with relief and said goodbye to Li Hao.

Several days passed.

There were exclamations from across the square.

I saw someone rushing out from the eighth floor of the Tower of Inquiry and flying out from the clouds.

"Oh my god, look!"

"I just felt the vibration of the Heart-Searching Tower. I heard that only an eternal Dao Heart can cause the Heart-Searching Tower to react like this."

"The Heart-Searching Tower was damaged during the Battle of the Emperor's Fall. I heard that it was originally an immortal forbidden imperial weapon that could verify the Emperor's heart of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Who is that? Who is she going to become a disciple of?"

Hundreds of thousands of people in the entire square, including true immortals and geniuses from all directions, all looked up at the clouds. A tall woman with black hair floated down from the clouds. Her body was much larger than the others, but her posture was graceful and elegant, and she did not look rough at all, but rather beautiful and elegant.

"That seems to be a tribe of disaster!"

"It's them?"

"It is said that whenever the Disaster Clan travels, disasters and calamities always ensue. No one dares to marry them. I never expected that their clan would be born here."

"It's no wonder that the great clan that once pursued the Emperor would have such a heart of Taoism."

The square was seething with excitement as all kinds of discussions were heard. Many of the elders sighed with admiration in their eyes, while some young geniuses frowned, and their previous admiring eyes suddenly turned into vigilance.

On the top of the mountain, Li Hao himself was sitting there, still fishing for the dragon bird in the clouds.

Hearing the cheers, he couldn't help but take a look. Seeing the beautiful woman flying towards Wanshan Sword Tower, he withdrew his gaze.

"Oh, disaster."

Next to him, an old man smoking a pipe sneered with sarcasm in his eyes, but it seemed as if he was mocking the voices of those who were talking.

Li Hao looked at him in surprise. This old man came here to fish these past few days, but he didn't catch any dragonbirds and he spoke very little.

"You are so indecisive, it seems you won't be able to catch anything."

Feeling Li Hao's gaze, the old man snorted lightly, his expression slightly cold.

Among the many old men Li Hao had come into contact with, this one gave him the feeling of being relatively difficult to approach.

He smiled and said, "Fishing is all about following fate, why force it."

"Is this the reason why you are always empty-handed?" the old man sneered.

Li Hao did not back down and said calmly: "Aren't you the same?"

The old man had never been counterattacked like this before. He raised his eyes and glanced at Li Hao. But when he saw Li Hao's indifferent smile, he narrowed his eyes, blew a puff of cigarette, and said indifferently:
“Fishing well, fishing with all your heart.”

He emphasized the word "heart", then opened the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip.

Not long after, there was a rustling sound of grass outside the mountain, followed by a figure climbing up, panting. He sniffed around, smelled the aroma of wine, and immediately trotted over. He saw an old man and a young boy sitting behind a tree.

"Good wine... huh?!"

When the man saw Li Hao fishing nearby, his eyes widened immediately. He immediately rolled up his sleeves, grabbed Li Hao's robe, and said, "You kid, you kid, I finally caught you!"

Li Hao recognized the other person as the old man who had been eating and drinking for free in the restaurant earlier. He patted the back of the other person's hand and said calmly, "Don't wrinkle my clothes."

The old man wanted to be more arrogant, but suddenly he felt a chill in his heart. An inexplicable feeling made him suddenly frightened, and he subconsciously let go of Li Hao's clothes.

He glanced at the old man smoking opium next to him, looked him up and down, as if he saw something, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He stopped shouting and sat down on the side. However, he looked at Li Hao with some resentment:

"You are the first one who has cheated me, an old man, in all these years."

"I treated you to a meal and you paid for me. How can that be considered as cheating you?" Li Hao asked back.

The old man almost fainted from anger.

He did not argue with Li Hao anymore, but glanced at the wine gourd in the lame old man's hand, revealing a trace of greed. He chuckled and said:
"Would you like to lend me a sip of this wine?"

The lame old man glanced at him sideways, ignored him, and just smoked his opium.

Seeing him like this, the old man felt that he was asking for trouble. He sighed, with a hint of self-pity: "I never thought that the descendant of my former emperor can't even beg for a sip of wine now."

As he said this, he glanced secretly at the lame old man.

The lame old man seemed not to hear and just kept drinking.

When the old man saw him like this, disappointment appeared in his eyes. It seemed that he really couldn't drink this wine.

He sighed, turned to look at Li Hao, and said: "Boy, you came here to become my disciple, right? Why are you still hanging around here? Is there no one willing to accept you? If no one is willing, I can accept you with reluctance. My Dameng Jiuyuan Sect was the Tianyi Sect 100,000 years ago. How do you think it is?"

As he said this, he looked at Li Hao with interest.

When Li Hao heard the words "Da Meng Jiu Yuan", he was slightly stunned.

He immediately thought of his own swordsmanship and the immortal’s guidance.

This is the swordsmanship of Dameng Jiuyuan.

As for this sword technique in the Tianhuai pseudo-world, Li Hao asked Wang Lao about it in his spare time when playing chess. Dameng Jiuyuan was a force established by the former bloodline of Tianhuai Immortal Emperor.

"The Great Dream of Nine Abysses..."

Li Hao looked at the old man with rosacea, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"how?"

The old man with rosacea urged.

Li Hao thought for a moment and said, "Can I bring others into the sect with me?"

"Who to take?"

The old man with rosacea said unhappily, "Do you think that my Dameng Jiuyuan Sect is nobody? It's good enough that I accepted you, but you even brought others in. One hundred thousand years ago, my Dameng Jiuyuan Sect was already the Tianyi Sect. Do you understand what this means?"

Li Hao said: "If you don't want to, then forget it."

"You boy."

The old man with rosacea showed anger in his eyes. If he had not seen that Li Hao's body was full of immortal light and must be an extraordinary immortal body, he would not have been so polite.

"Okay, I'll make an exception and allow you this once."

He gritted his teeth and said.

Li Hao was a little surprised and asked, "You didn't even test me, but you agreed to my condition?"

"Of course there will be a test. The Wanshan Sword Tower requires five Dao Heart sounds, and my Dameng Jiuyuan requires six. You can come in if you can make your Dao Heart sound six times. In addition, I will teach you a trick of Immortal Guidance. If you can comprehend it within seven days, you will be qualified to become my disciple. I can also make an exception and recruit another one, even if the other person is a waste."

The old man with rosacea said immediately, crossing his arms with a proud look on his face.

Li Hao was speechless. He felt that if he didn't mention this matter, the other party wouldn't seem to have so many demands.

"How about it, are you confident?"

The old man with rosacea looked at Li Hao disdainfully, but his method of provoking him was too low-level.

After all, he is the descendant of the Immortal Emperor. If Li Hao has to choose between Wanshan Sword Tower and Dameng Jiuyuan, he will naturally prefer the latter.

He nodded slightly, then said, "No problem."

"Okay, then go to the Heart-Searching Tower and let me take a look. Hehe, those guys are just as I expected. They don't dare to take down the disaster clan. I'll go there first."

The old man with rosacea said this, but his eyes were looking into the distance with a smug smile on his face.

Li Hao followed his gaze and saw the Wanshan Sword Tower. The beautiful woman who had come out of the Wenxin Tower earlier was blocked outside the giant sword of the Wanshan Sword Tower.

The other person had flying black hair and a cold expression.

(End of this chapter)