Urban Hidden Dragon

Su Xuanji took a bite of the food.

"Ready?"

Emperor Lao responded, "Ready!"

Seeing Su Xuanji's haggard face, Di Lao smiled for no reason.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You are just like Wang Baochuan who was guarding the cold kiln!"

Su Xuanji also shook his head and smiled, "I hope I can wait for Xue Pinggui!"

As the two of them were eating, Su Xuanji continued to ask, "How is my daughter?"

"All right!"

"Where's my son-in-law?"

"No problem."

"That's good, that's good." Su Xuanji murmured.

The two drank several sips of wine in a row, and Su Xuanji asked, "Are you here to take away the things left by my brother Wang?"

"I'll leave the things here with you first! Someone will come and get them when the time comes!"

As Emperor Lao spoke, he poured some wine on the ground. He watched the wine gradually seep into the ground and smiled gently.

"I've finally waited for this day! After decades of planning, success or failure depends on this one move!

This bowl of wine is for the pretty boy! For Jun Zhao! For Old Qin! For Wang Zhonglou! For the martial arts world! For the common people! "

Su Xuanji held the wine bowl and faced Di Lao, "Cheers to you too!"

Di Lao smiled, clinked glasses with Su Xuanji, and they both drank it in one gulp.

After pouring another bowl of wine, Di Lao raised the bowl, facing a certain direction, and slowly raised it to make a gesture.

"This bowl of wine is also for my friend from the West!"

Emperor Lao raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. He smacked his lips, slowly stood up, poured himself another bowl of wine, and faced in one direction.

"This bowl of wine is for my beloved disciple Wang Han!"

He tilted his head back, drank the wine, and smacked his lips, making a "huh" sound.

"Let's go!"

Di Lao turned and left with the thermos cup in his hands behind his back, the keys on his waist swinging from side to side.

Su Xuanji stood up, his eyes slightly reddened, he put his hands together, clasped his fists, and bent over at 90 degrees, "Brother Wuji, have a safe journey!"

...

Time passes day by day.

Wang Han spent every day in extreme pain.

Even with the foundation gained from practicing the "Nirvana Sutra" before, this kind of pain is really not something that ordinary people can endure.

Fortunately, Wang Han was able to control his roar of pain and not make it so loud, and tried his best not to affect other people's practice.

During this time.

Two-armed Xiang Feng broke through once and actually reached the terrifying fifth level of departure!

The Qi body that looked like a giant spirit suddenly stood up, several feet high, mighty and domineering, like a powerful god descended from the sky.

Master Feng’s realm had also broken through once.

However, the combat power of this old pervert did not increase much relatively speaking, and his speed was directly increased to the maximum.

Others have made some progress.

Half a month passed in a flash.

Wang Han's realm has been greatly improved.

Getting closer and closer to Jiuxin.

He had smoked most of a cigarette.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty days have passed.

Then there was a sound of rumbling thunder in the sky.

Thunder on the ground.

The whole world began to shake under the thunder.

Wang Han slowly opened his eyes.

Nine hearts!

The small hot spring has turned into a pool of blood.

Just picking a few of the precious herbs and selling them would be enough to sustain an ordinary person for decades without eating or drinking, and some of them are even worth sky-high prices.

The medicinal materials in the pool are replaced almost every two days, and nearly 200 million medicinal materials are added each time.

These are only the ones that can be bought on the market. Among them, there are some that are completely unavailable on the market. They are all accumulated by Zhenlong Palace over the generations.

This is only possible because his family is wealthy enough. Even some larger sects and families cannot afford Wang Han's need to replace a pool of precious medicinal materials every two days.

Fortunately, these medicinal herbs were used and achieved results.

And the value of this result far exceeds the investment.

After the breakthrough, Wang Han rewarded himself with a cigarette and lay in the small hot spring puffing away.

Chu Liu Niang walked in from outside, "Young Master, Wang Ba Wan sent a message that the Black Sky Emperor has been extremely unstable recently! It feels like he is not far from escaping from the predicament!"

Wang Han nodded and calculated the time. At that time, he told Xiao Gu and the others that it would take three months.

It has been more than two months.

Time is tight.

Wang Han put out his cigarette and prepared to continue practicing and attacking.

Chu Liu Niang said nothing, just sat not far from Wang Han and continued to devour the mother's spine.

During this period, Wang Han would only occasionally ask Chu Liu Niang about matters concerning the outside world.

However, everything about Canglong is in his own hands. As long as the general direction is right, each city has its own person in charge, so Wang Han does not need to worry too much.

There is no time in the mountains.

More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Wang Han opened his eyes.

These past few days, he was stuck at the Nine Hearts Peak and was unwilling to move.

Wang Han's Qi body Yuanxin and faith power Yuanxin are both at the peak of nine hearts. If these two Yuanxins reach ten hearts, Wang Han will be able to successfully reach the semi-saint level.

But no matter how hard Wang Han tried these days, his realm was stuck at one level, neither going up nor down.

Wang Han's cheek muscles twitched as he asked Yang Yan.

"Palace Master Yang, what's going on?"

Yang Yan pondered for a moment, thinking about how to explain to Wang Han, "You have been using forbidden techniques to improve your realm during this period, which is like injecting stimulants. Moreover, the frequency of your injections has become higher and higher in a short period of time, and the dosage has become larger and larger. After so many days in a row, your body has become immune to this stimulant."

Wang Han frowned, "So I'm stuck here?"

Yang Yan smiled at Wang Han and said, "Don't you think you've been too obsessed recently? You've been here for a long time. In my opinion, you should go out for a walk, maybe slow down a little, or get back to your previous pace, and you may be able to successfully cross the hurdle of the Nine Hearts Peak and officially enter the realm of Half Saint."

Wang Han lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. The cigarette butt changed from light to dark and the smoke spewed straight out of his mouth.

Wang Han did not refute what Yang Yan said, as it did make sense.

“Has anyone ever been like me before?”

Yang Yan sighed, "No one has ever been like you! Anyone who has used forbidden techniques in the past has always used them at a very slow pace. After all, you know how painful it is. You did it for more than seventy hours in a row, and only rested for three or four hours. And you used both the Qi body and the power of faith. You are the first in the history of the Dragon Suppression Hall! I have lived for so long, and I have never seen anyone as cruel as you!"

Wang Han held a cigarette between his legs and said, "Then prepare to leave! On the sixth day of the lunar year, prepare a set of clean clothes for me!"

Chuliu Niang immediately went to get clean clothes from the suitcase she brought with her.

"Change the water and wash it first! Let the medicinal materials absorb it at the same time!" Yang Yan said.

"Okay! Thank you Palace Master Yang for these days!"

"Why are you being so polite to me?"

After the effect of the medicine in the small hot spring took effect, the body no longer hurt as much. The whole body was numb, including the cow and the basket, as if it had been anesthetized, but the person was conscious.

After washing and drying, I changed into dry clothes.

Wang Han walked out of the cave.

Looking into the distance, there are a few soft clouds above the clean sky washed by water.

The breeze blows.

Wang Han took a deep breath of air.

My body is still sore, but not as painful anymore.

Wang Han felt the key parts and felt numb and swollen.

I just don’t know if it’s really unusable within half a year, but Wang Han feels like it can be used. He has to find some materials to try out whether the weapon can be used.

"Le Le!" Wang Han waved at Ke Le.

Ke Le immediately ran over and asked, "What's wrong, brother Han?"

Wang Han looked around and put his arms around Ke Le's neck.

"Give me a website!"