Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

In the Haotian Sect's Sutra Collection Building, the old man guarding the pavilion looked at the young man who was quickly flipping through the secret books of exercises. It was like helping the Sutra Pavilion to pack up the exercises. He flipped through a few pages of a secret book at will, then put it away neatly, and started again. Then he read the next book, and I didn't mean to read it by choice, but read it one by one on the Baoge bookshelf where the exercises were placed all over. The old man was a little confused about the young man's way. After reading it a few times and finding nothing new, he stopped paying attention. I only take a look at it when I have free time.

Since Wu Hao discovered that the Haotian Kung Fu was extremely compatible with him, he then deduced the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth levels through the sea of ​​consciousness. However, when he then deduced the No. 13 level, he found that something was missing. , he could only vaguely feel that it was a problem with the technique, and that he was in the Haotian Sect. While the four-person group was practicing, he ordered the five tigers and came to the Sutra Collection Building in the Haotian Sect alone.

Haotian has its own techniques, which Wu Hao can learn in a moment, but those that are not his own are obtained through other means. Although he can master them in practice, they are time-consuming and labor-intensive, and he cannot practice to a high level quickly. at.

He planned to sift through all the techniques in the Scripture Pavilion first, learn all the techniques that could be practiced, and then slowly deduce the subsequent levels of Haotian Jue.

"Hello, father-in-law, why can't I check the exercises above the fourth level?"

Wu Hao asked after handing over a bottle of monkey wine.

The old man guarding the pavilion has been observing him silently in the past few days. He had already noticed Wu Hao when he came downstairs. Seeing him coming to ask for advice, he couldn't hold back his gossip. He took the wine and pointed at the long hair under his body. The other end of the stool motioned for Wu Hao to sit down.

"Is there any use for you to chew peonies like this? You have been to Jing Pavilion for several days, and you have swept from the first floor to the fourth floor. What are you going to do?" The old man stared at Yupao and asked directly the doubts in his heart.

"Just... take a look."

"Just look at how much time you spend, don't you have other tasks, don't you have to earn sect contribution points and training resources?"

Wu Hao casually took out another bottle of monkey wine and took out two large bowls. He really didn't know how to answer these questions, so he directly filled the bowls with wine and handed one to the old man. He said casually: "Drink, drink."

The old man had a puzzled look on his face and sniffed the air twice: "Monkey wine, the taste is quite authentic, it must be from the Desolate Demon Realm."

He took the wine bowl, took a deep breath, did not drink, but stopped in the air and asked: "You said that you are a human monk who has both the things of a wild monster and the privileges given to you by the sect master. Who are you?" A miraculous existence. You are obviously at the elementary level of Nascent Soul, but your spiritual power is so strong. Look at the space you are standing in, and if you look closely, there are still multi-colored halos lingering around you. Does the sect master know all your secrets?"

Wu Hao has a big head, and your eyes are as bright as a torch. Why did you say it out loud? Why did you say it so clearly? Are you afraid that others won't know that you are a master?

"Yeah, the sect master knows everything." He quickly put the blame on Wu Yu, who had allowed him to take so many benefits from him.

The fish-eyed old man was doubtful. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked one more question: "You have the aura of the Spirit Race on your body, but you don't know the sea. Does he know about this?"

"Don't know the sea?"

"That's strange. How did you enter the Nascent Soul Realm without the Sea of ​​Consciousness?"

The old man poured a bowl of wine into his mouth doubtfully, then handed the empty bowl to Wu Hao, signaling Wu Hao to add more wine.

Wu Hao quickly filled the bottle and then deliberately shook the wine bottle. Listening to the sound, there was not much left.

The old man with fishy eyes took the wine bottle away. Seeing that the wine in Wu Hao's bowl had not been touched, he reached out and pulled the bowl over and placed it in front of him.After completing these actions with lightning speed, he took out a jade plaque from his arms, handed it to Wu Hao, and said: "Wait until the old man finishes drinking this bowl of wine, I will open it for you. When you want to come out, Sensing your thoughts on the jade tablet, I will know, and I will let you out when the time comes."

Wu Hao sat next to him respectfully. Seeing the old man sipping it in small sips, he asked impatiently: "Old man, if you want to drink like this, why don't you drink it till night?"

The fish-eyed old man glared at Wu Hao, and cursed angrily: "You shouldn't taste good wine! I sit here every day, and it's rare to have good wine, so why don't you give me such a short time? Young people nowadays, Very impatient.”

Wu Hao handed out another pot, and the fish-eye old man's right eyebrow twitched a little faster than before; Wu Hao held out another pot in his other hand and said: "The last two bottles are left, and I don't have them either." Okay, look, if you're not in a hurry, I'll drink with you here. If you have something else to do, just throw me to the fourth floor and drink the wine slowly after you're done."

The old man put down the wine bowl, shook his head and said: "Now this young man is really impatient, but the old man is really in a hurry, so I won't keep you, let's go."

A feeling of weightlessness came over me. The person had appeared in a strange place, and the wine bottle in his hand had disappeared.

There are many light groups floating in the void. In the middle of each light group is a jade slip of different colors, shapes, and sizes. A set of dark bookcases with only two separated spaces, one Bamboo slips, a paper book, nothing else.

Wu Hao did not rush to explore every light group that exuded temptation. Instead, he walked to the bookcase and reached out to pick up a paper book that was somewhat familiar to him. Instead of writing those hieroglyphics in ancient immortal script, he used universal The words "Haotian Jue" are written in three big characters.

He was a little confused. Isn't this the same technique as the Haotian Jue that he and everyone practiced? Why is it placed on the fourth floor and placed in such a conspicuous position?The books that I flipped through page after page with the intention of solving my doubts were exactly the same as the exercises taught by Professor Haotian Sect. So why was this book placed on the fourth floor in a grand manner?strangeness!

I flipped through it and read it carefully again, and I really didn't find anything strange about it. The nine-level Haotian mind method, no more, no less.

Putting down the paper book, he turned to the bamboo slip again. The hand he stretched out for the first time was blown away by the seal of the bamboo slip. Only the word "Dharma" could be vaguely seen. He stretched out his hand again, but it was still blocked. Wu Hao's heart moved and he wrapped it with the five elements attributes. Holding his right hand, he stretched out his hand again and found that there was no obstacle. He took the bamboo slip into his hand.

With a smile on his face, Wu Hao carefully unfolded the bamboo slips and read at the beginning: "Haotian Magic Skills."

Haotian Jue and Haotian Magic Techniques, I don’t know whether the technique or the Haotian Sect came first. The level of naming was indeed average. After Wu Hao despised the person who named them, he began to practice the techniques carefully.The Haotian Jue Mind Technique and the Haotian Technique should be complementary exercises. Each move can be greatly enhanced by using the Haotian Jue.

He was immersed in the moves of Haotian's magic skills, and unconsciously followed the movement routes and moves of the magic skills. He could not do it for the time being without focusing on it, because he had a big question mark that had not been explained: since the mental method and the magic skills It is a complete set. Why is it that the sect only has mental skills but has never heard of magic skills? Since there are magic skills on the fourth floor, then the high-level people in the sect should be able to practice them. Why are Haotian magic skills not being sensed in other people? The skill fluctuates.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and the more confused and uncertain his mind became. He simply put the magic technique back to its original position, stood up and meditated on the spot, and only opened his eyes when his heart felt calm, ready to test the moves of Haotian's magic technique.

A paper book lay quietly on the bookcase with nothing else.

Wu Hao's eyes shook violently, his pupils expanded rapidly, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face: there was indeed only one paper book on the table, and the bamboo slips had no trace, as if they had never appeared.

He quickly searched around carefully. The space was not very big. He could see through it at a glance. Unless it disappeared into the space, it would suddenly disappear. Wu Hao looked towards the roof. There was nothing but jade slips in the chaotic light group.

"It must be an hallucination. If I meditate again, I should be able to discover it."

With the exact position and posture, Wu Hao was ready to enter trance, but his heart was not calm. How to enter trance, so he spread out his mental power, covering the space here, and searched inch by inch. Even every light group was forced by Wu Hao. The intruder carefully checked the contents of the jade slip.

The Sutra Library shook violently. The old man with fishy eyes stood up with his hand behind his back. With a wave of his hand, a suit of armor covered his body. Then he kicked off his feet. The person had appeared high in the sky of the Sutra Tower. Others were pinching him with their fingers. To perform the trick, he used his limbs to open and close several postures, lowered his feet in the air, and shouted, "Suppression".

For him, the void was like walking on flat ground. After stepping hard in the void, dense ripples appeared where the void was stepped, and his body flew up several positions, with his head down, feet up, and both hands. He slapped his palms continuously over the Jing Pavilion and shouted: "Feng".

After hearing the news, the inner and outer sect elders and Wu Yu from the sect were arranged in various places and were on guard.

After the old man with fishy eyes sealed off the town, Jinglou returned to peace.A trace of suspicion flashed through the old man's eyes. He looked intently and saw that there was no movement in the pavilion. In the four-story attic on the ground, the disciples came out of the pavilion one after another after being shaken and panicked. There was no difference.

Wu Yu and the old man looked at each other, and Wu Yu saw deep fear and worry in his eyes. The old man waved his hand in the air to indicate that it was okay.

The elders dispersed, and Wu Yu came to the old man alone, saluted respectfully, and called: "Uncle Mao!"

The old man asked directly without being too polite: "He's back? Are you sure it's him?"

"Well, all signs indicate that it's him. Even though he hasn't recovered his memory, his cultivation is starting from scratch."

"Hey! Why bother? No one else knows his identity except you, right?"

The old man shook his head and sighed, speaking in a very slow and solemn voice.

Wu Yu nodded.

The old man hummed and said: "Well, his identity is only known to you. If there are more, it will be troublesome. In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer brothers who can stay in Zhongtian Realm. It is estimated that in a few years, the old man above will Brother should be almost dead. You must keep his identity a secret. As for protecting the Tao, forget it. The opportunity he requested has been mixed with external factors. The cause and effect to be borne is too great. Just carry on as usual. Yes. Go!”

Wu Yu bowed again before leaving.

The old man folded his hands on the table, rested his chin on his arms, and returned to his usual lying position. His eyes were half-open, staring at the people entering and leaving the pavilion.

Wu Hao was startled by the vibration and jumped out of the induction. As soon as he regained consciousness, he screamed and rolled to the ground.

The old man who was paying attention to him grinned and cursed: "You deserve it."

Wu Hao's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly had a lot of colored light groups. After the spiritual energy turned into the sea, although the area of ​​​​Haixin Xiaolou has become larger, it is still like a small horse pulling a big cart with so many techniques crammed into it at once. a feeling of.

His body rolled and twitched unnaturally, and his spiritual mind quickly summoned the Nascent Soul villain to enter the sea of ​​​​consciousness. The layers of illusions of the secrets of the exercises pressed the small building into the water. The five little Wu Hao didn't even have a place to stay. He forced Supporting his body and sitting up according to the cultivation posture, the Nascent Soul villains in the sea of ​​​​consciousness simultaneously made the same posture, learning and digesting the exercises belonging to their own attributes one by one, and learning the five attribute exercises at the same time. He was dizzy and his brain seemed to be split. Just when Wu Hao was about to lose his hold, the five Nascent Soul villains suddenly emitted light of corresponding colors and merged into a pentagon. The insights of the exercises were actually connected in series. Wu Hao's His spiritual consciousness increased steadily, and a five-pointed halo appeared behind Wu Hao, who was practicing cross-legged practice in real time and space. The light was dotted, appearing and disappearing, and was not ostentatious.

I don’t know how long it took, but the illusion of the skills in the sea of ​​​​consciousness was gradually reduced. Wu Hao’s aura was steadily growing, and his cultivation level had also entered the intermediate level from the elementary level. The mental skills and magic skills had added so much accumulated foundation. There are signs of integration.

Finally, all the phantoms of the five-element attribute exercises in the Consciousness Sea small building were digested, and the illusions disappeared directly. The phantoms of the non-five-element attribute exercises also became smaller and more concentrated, occupying only a small area of ​​​​the small building.Due to Wu Hao's growth, the area of ​​the small building has also increased, and it is already as big as a room for four or five people.

Opportunities for enlightenment are not uncommon for Wu Hao, so Wu Hao never takes the practice of enlightenment too seriously. He can practice whenever he wants and stop whenever he wants.

But at this moment, he did not stop practicing, but struck while the iron was hot, and continued to deduce the 13th floor of Haotian Jue. As the deduction progressed, the quiet Sutra Library became a little restless again, and the void above the attic , dark clouds gathered together, one layer on top of another.

The fish-eyed old man raised his head and cursed Wu Hao again: "Two bottles of wine require the old man to work twice. You are very lucky. Hey! Hard work, hard work."

He twisted his neck, and when he stood up, the suit of armor had reappeared on his body. His rickety body suddenly stood up straight, and a supernatural aura pressed down on him in all directions.There was a flash of light in his eyes, and his eyes turned black. He looked at the gray clouds, sneered, turned to the floor where Wu Hao was, and said: "Boy, is this all? You can Don’t let me down too much!”

Wu Hao knew nothing about what was happening in the outside world, because his deduction reached an important moment. From his practice and insights these days, he slowly figured out that the No. 13 level technique was not a simple mental technique or Techniques, but the fusion of the two. He is originally a five-element body, and he is very familiar with the fusion. He just creates new techniques, and he creates them at such a high level as the foundation of a sect. The difficulty is not the same as the fusion of the five elements. .

The fingers are still calculating rapidly, and the sea of ​​consciousness also evolves the core strength again and again, fusion once, ten times, and tens of millions of times. Each time the problems and feasibility are extracted from it for analysis, and data support is provided for the second fusion. , Wu Hao's spirit was highly tense, and the five elements united in the sea of ​​consciousness, turning into a Wu Hao Nascent Soul that was as tall as anyone else. The energy fluctuations of Haotian Jue and Haotian Magic Techniques collided and merged from the heart, and then became fixed one by one. White light flakes, one in two... slowly extended from the heart to the limbs and head.

The color of the gray clouds changed, turned into dark gray, and then turned to black. From time to time, red light flashed in the clouds. The elders of the inner and outer sects and Wu Yu appeared again around the Sutra Library. There was too much movement, and the five supreme elders It also appeared above the Sutra Library from the cave of Qianxiu.

Wu Su looked at Wu Yu with his eyes, and Wu Yu nodded a few times.

After that, several people looked at the getting bigger and brighter clouds in the sky at the same time. The red light in the clouds seemed unwilling to see Wu Hao complete the No. 13 mental method, not wanting to let Zhongtian Realm have any A technique that does not belong to this interface.

The red thunder dragon tore through the clouds, descended from the sky, and headed straight for the Sutra Storage Building where Wu Hao was.

The old man with fishy eyes pushed hard and rose into the sky from the cracks in the ground to meet the red thunder dragon.