Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Qin Hao's aura became stronger and stronger, and he directly slapped out a golden palm print in the air to suppress him.

The seven-star talisman on Lu Hao's palm hidden behind his back flashed rapidly. Just as he was about to escape, a faint and elegant body fragrance wafted over.

Mengdie actually stood in front of him. She flicked her finger lightly, and the space fluctuated violently. The golden giant palm attacking from the front disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Thank you very much. I will repay you in the future!" Lu Hao clasped his fists and bowed to her solemnly.

"I hope that when you grow up, you can contribute to the human race." Mengdie looked back and chuckled. The woman's smile was like a blooming flower, beautiful and charming, making people intoxicated.

She just left like that, and Qin Hao followed with a gloomy face.

"Can we meet again in the future?" Lu Hao waved his hands vigorously, and the loud voice echoed in the space.

This woman gave him an unusual feeling. It wasn't that her lips were particularly pink, but that she always considered things from the perspective of human justice.

However, Mengdie did not answer him, but just waved her hand and disappeared in a flash.

"When I become stronger, I will come to find you again!" Lu Hao muttered to himself as he looked at the disappearing figure.

He took out a few spiritual herbs from his storage bag and began to practice to heal his injuries.

Lu Hao completely refined the elixir, and rays of light burst out from his body. A rich life energy permeated the wounds on his body, and his flesh and blood kept wriggling, and the wounds continued to heal.

After that, Lu Hao was in a state of cultivation all the time. Finally, his injuries were almost recovered, and his energy and blood gradually became vigorous.

"call!"

Lu Hao suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed in his dark eyes. He took out a jade box from the storage bag and opened it carefully.

There were strands of black, curly hair in the jade box, which were left by Mengdie, and a faint fragrance emanated from it.

Lu Hao opened another jade box, which contained the same thing, but in much smaller quantities. This was left by Tang Yuwei, and a faint orchid-like fragrance emanated from it.

The two flavors are different, but equally addictive.

"I wonder how Sister Tang Yuwei is doing, and whether she has also gotten the opportunity." He sighed softly, locked the jade box and put it into the storage bag.

Lu Hao took out another page of golden paper from the storage bag. Every word on it seemed to be condensed from a piece of fairy light, so bright that people could not open their eyes.

He squinted his eyes and looked for a long time, but all he saw was a bright glow in front of him, and he could only vaguely see the outline of the font.

He activated his magical power, and nine-colored divine light flashed in his dark eyes. As the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, he finally saw clearly.

"Dragon Fist!"

At the top of this page of golden book were two large and complex characters, like two golden suns shining brightly.

Lu Hao's breathing became a little rapid. It was indeed a set of boxing techniques. Just hearing the name sounded very domineering. It was very likely a technique of the same level as the Four Swords of Heaven.

He read all the ancient characters on the golden book with a serious expression, then he let out a light breath, sat down cross-legged again, and began to enter the state of cultivation.

Lu Hao followed the mysterious method written on the golden paper and immediately felt wisps of spiritual power in his body spinning in a strange way. However, it didn't take long for the spiritual power to automatically dissipate.

"There is indeed some trick!" Lu Hao formed seals with his hands again and entered the state of cultivation again. He let the spiritual power in his body rotate in a strange posture according to the requirements of the mysterious method over and over again.

He failed hundreds of times in a row and was unable to successfully rotate the spiritual power in his body, which is the basic condition for practicing Dragon Fist.

Lu Hao knew that he might be too impetuous, so he closed his eyes again, and the expression on his face gradually calmed down, and he entered a state of selflessness.

"Susu!"

An ancient Bodhi tree behind him grew rapidly, and in a moment it became a towering tree. Its golden leaves swayed slightly, emitting bursts of heavenly sounds.

Finally, Lu Hao successfully rotated a strand of spiritual power in his body in a strange posture, and his face was full of surprise.

However, this is just the beginning. The minimum requirement for performing the Dragon Fist is that the spiritual power in the body must rotate out one hundred spiritual powers at the same time in an instant. This is a great test of a person's control and natural potential.

"The eightieth spiritual power rotation was successful!"

"The ninety-fifth spiritual power rotation was successful!"

"The 100th spiritual power rotation was successful!"

After practicing for more than ten days, Lu Hao finally reached the entry requirements. The next step was to concentrate all the rotating spiritual energy and release it into his fists.

Every time he was about to release the spiritual power from his fist, these rotating spiritual powers would collide with each other, causing the spiritual energy to dissipate.

Lu Hao practiced in the cemetery for a full month and was finally able to perform the Dragon Fist. At the same time, he felt more and more that this boxing technique was powerful, otherwise it would not be so difficult to practice with his first-generation talent.

He had only encountered this situation when practicing the Four Swords of Heaven, and he was looking forward to seeing this boxing technique shine in his hands.

If the elders of the Celestial God Clan knew that he had mastered the Dragon Fist to the entry level in just one month, they would probably be shocked.

According to the records of their clan, the most amazing genius Xiuxian spent two years to master the basics of this boxing technique.

"It seems like it's time to leave here!" Lu Hao looked at a space vortex that suddenly appeared in front of him and smiled lightly. He could already feel that this space was constantly squeezing him.

"Bye now!"

Before leaving, Lu Hao looked towards the direction of the Heavenly Palace for the last time, and the beautiful image of the Dream Butterfly Fairy taking high-purity protein unconsciously emerged in his mind.

At this time, countless eyes have gathered outside the inheritance tower. Now the time has come and everyone should come out.

"Buzz!"

Finally, the first figure came out. It was an elegant young man. At this moment, four rays of light burst out from the inheritance tower.

"He should have obtained a mid-level spell, which is pretty good!" Some monks nodded.

This inheritance tower was not opened for the first time. When obtaining intermediate-level spells, four rays of light would light up; when obtaining high-level spells, six rays of light would light up; and when obtaining holy spells, eight rays of light would light up.

At this moment, several more people came out, and the inheritance tower continued to emit six rays of light.

"Many people have obtained high-level spells!" The square became noisy, and everyone was envious.

The first person to come out was Pan Jinlian. She was wearing a low-cut black long dress. Her plump and fair skin attracted all eyes. Her graceful body swayed, revealing a pair of long and beautiful legs.

Afterwards, Tang Yuwei and her sister and Youlan all came out. All three girls were very beautiful, like three flowers with different temperaments.

I wonder which lucky man will pick these delicate flowers in the future and play with them in his hands.