My Heaven-Defying Spirit

Arriving at the Luo family, Ming Huaishang met Luo Yuan and reported to him the progress of his cultivation of the Heavenly Secret Technique. Luo Yuan's face was filled with excitement.

"After so many years, finally...finally someone has mastered the art of divine secrets!"

But on his old face, wrinkles appeared that were difficult to conceal.

Luo Yuan looked extremely bad, as if he was about to die at any moment. Since returning from the ruins, he had been taking pills to nourish his body every day, which made his already fragile body even more unbearable.

After Ming Huaishang told Luo Yuan about this, he left the Luo family. Walking on the street, he thought about the last words Luo Yuan said to him.

"Bufan, after I die, the Luo family will be in trouble. I hope you will not leave Luocheng after I die. This token was made by me and an old friend. If Luocheng is in trouble, you only need to crush the token..."

He looked at the ancient token in his hand. The aura in it was so deep that it seemed to be able to shatter Ming Huaishang's consciousness. This token was also the last thing Luo Yuan gave him.

If he only relied on his current strength to protect Luocheng, it would be a foolish dream. If Luo Yuan hadn't said that if Luocheng encountered any misfortune, he only needed to crush the token to protect the city, Ming Huaishang would have really thought that Luo Yuan was senile.

And for such an important matter, Luo Yuan did not give the token to Luo Hong, but gave it to himself instead. This puzzled Ming Huaishang, but he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

But there is one thing Ming Huaishang is sure of, Luo Yuan's death is not far away, Luo Yuan can now be said to be making arrangements for his funeral, and things are just as Ming Huaishang expected. Not long after Ming Huaishang left, Luo Yuan vomited a mouthful of blood, and the blood was black, as if he was poisoned.

"It seems my life has come to an end!"

Luo Yuan sighed and closed his eyes, leaving him alone in the hall.

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Although Ming Huaishang still had many doubts about this matter, he did not have time to think too much. He had to break through to the Soul Realm as soon as possible.

As early as two months ago, Ming Huaishang had already reached the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm. That is to say, Ming Huaishang took less than four months to reach the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm from the early stage of the Qi Condensation Realm. This speed is extremely fast in the world of cultivation.

Ming Huaishang was not satisfied with this. After experiencing the tyranny of the strong and accidentally killing the elder of the Yanque Sect, Ming Huaishang had to increase his training speed to make himself stronger as soon as possible. So he walked towards the inn without stopping.

However, just as Ming Huaishang was walking on the street, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, as if someone was following him. His eyes flashed with golden light, and he quickly scanned the surroundings, but he didn't notice anything, which made him scratch his head in confusion.

"Is it an illusion?"

When he returned to the inn, he planned to practice in seclusion for a while until he broke through to the Soul Realm. But when he turned around and looked into the room, he found that Xiaoqing was not there.

"Strange, where did Xiaoqing go?"

He got used to Xiaoqing waiting for him in the inn. He could ask Xiaoqing anything. Xiaoqing was like a treasure trove of knowledge. Ming Huaishang really couldn't do without Xiaoqing.

But then I thought, it must be because of the purple dress I gave Xiaoqing today that made her so happy, so it’s good to go out for a walk. After all, it’s not good to stay in the inn all the time.

However, just as Ming Huaishang was about to close the door and practice in seclusion, a sound of breaking wind suddenly came from outside the door. Then, a figure rushed into Ming Huaishang's room with a whoosh.

"who is it!"

The sudden change made Ming Huaishang's body tense up suddenly. Every muscle in his body was working at high speed. However, he looked around and found that there was no one in sight.

"Strange, is the wind blowing?"

Ming Huaishang glanced out the window. It was calm there, but he didn't think much about it. He just thought that there was a sudden gust of wind, so he closed the door.

At this moment, a figure jumped down from the beam in his room. Ming Huaishang quickly noticed

"I knew you were there."

It turned out that Ming Huaishang had just noticed that someone had followed him into the room. As the strength of his opponent was unknown, he decided to take advantage of the situation and lure the opponent into the room to avoid attracting more attention.

The lightning in his body burst out like a stream of water, sweeping across the entire room. However, the sizzling current passed through every part of the room without leaving a trace, and finally fell on the figure under the beam, enveloping it.

Having reached the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm, Ming Huaishang's understanding of the laws of thunder has become deeper, and his meticulous control over the power of thunder has also become deeper. He can accurately control every bit of the power of thunder, unlike before, which looks powerful but consumes most of the thunder power in an instant.

However, just when Ming Huaishang clapped his hands confidently, thinking that the figure had been turned into charcoal by the lightning, suddenly a human voice came from the lightning, and then the thunder fled quickly like a mouse seeing a cat and returned to Ming Huaishang's body.

"Oh? He's actually a little fellow who has practiced thunder magic. Interesting."

Ming Huaishang's eyes were filled with surprise, confusion, fear, and a hint of intrigue. He could hardly believe who could survive under such a huge thunderbolt. When the figure walked out, his pupils shrank again.

In front of him, an old Taoist priest with tattered robes, gray hair, untidy beard, and a wine gourd in his hand appeared.

His eyes were blurred, but revealed a hint of determination. His body was thin, but the aura he vaguely revealed was unprecedentedly strong. With just one glance, Ming Huaishang felt that the old Taoist in front of him was definitely stronger than anyone he had met before.

"Give me back my stuff, boy."

The old Taoist was trembling, as if he had drunk a lot of wine, and said in a daze

Ming Huaishang did not dare to act rashly. He stayed where he was, a little surprised. He did not seem to have any connection with this old Taoist. Why did he ask him for something right away? But then he said tentatively.

"Senior, are you mistaken? I don't know you, so why are you talking to me?"

However, this seemingly ordinary sentence almost made Ming Huaishang regret saying it, because the next second after he said this, an invisible pressure came and directly pressed Ming Huaishang's whole body, which was standing upright, to the ground, with his face touching the ground, unable to move at all.

He suddenly felt something was wrong, but he still managed to stay calm. He raised his hand with difficulty and spit out

"Senior, I have no grudge against you, why are you looking for trouble with me? If you want to kill me, you might as well kill me directly. But you should think clearly. My master is the Lord of Luocheng. If you kill me in Luocheng, aren't you afraid that the Lord of Luocheng will find trouble with you? And if you kill me without explaining the whole story, I will die with regrets!"

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