Traveling across the globe for the first time

Zhang Haoran knew that only if he could control his qi and blood 100%, would he have the opportunity to make his qi and blood undergo another qualitative change when he reached the critical point in the future.

It's not just a matter of doubling the strength. One more qualitative change in qi and blood means that the limit of strength has doubled.

Most geniuses think about how many resources they can get.

When will I be able to break through to the peak?

But for a true demon-level genius, what needs to be considered is, what is the upper limit I can reach in this world? Is it level 5 or level 6?

Zhang Haoran is very lucky. Although the cultivation system of the global high-level martial arts world has some problems, its upper limit is really not low.

As long as he could seize all opportunities and practice step by step, he would be able to reach at least the middle stage of the sixth level in the future, which would put him far ahead of other traversers.

Now, the average strength of this group of time travelers is at level three, and only a few have reached level four.

These people are lucky because the upper limit of their world is not low.

Zhang Haoran had inquired about this before. In some worlds, the upper limit of strength is the peak of level three. So no matter how talented you are, it is impossible to break through to level four.

At this time, you only have two choices: either break through this world and go to other medium-sized worlds to seek development, which will be a new beginning.

Either you spend a huge price to let the world evolve, then you can be promoted along with the world.

No matter which option is chosen, it is not easy to do. It requires a huge amount of value points, which even Zhang Haoran cannot afford with his wealth.

Fortunately, the limit of this world is level six.

However, due to problems with the cultivation system, there is no clear path for cultivation after breaking through to become an emperor.

Therefore, he must seize every opportunity to become stronger and learn the method of qualitative transformation.

Zhang Haoran looked at the target for a while and then turned his attention to the flowers and plants in the yard.

At this time, he found that Di Yue was looking at the plants here, with undisguised greed in his eyes.

These are flowers and plants that have truly survived from ancient times to the present day.

Although these are just ordinary plants, the energy contained in them is quite terrifying.

Qin Fengqing pulled up a piece of yellow bud grass from the ground and was about to put it into his mouth.

Zhang Haoran quickly snatched it away and scolded, "Are you crazy? You dare to eat it without even checking what it is?"

Qin Fengqing stretched out his hand to snatch the yellow bud grass back. He said anxiously: "Give it back to me quickly. Do you think I am as ignorant as you?

Do I dare to eat something I don’t recognize?

This thing is called yellow bud grass, and it is an auxiliary material for making body-building pills.

Yellow tooth grass that is over a hundred years old is considered a natural treasure.

After taking it, it can stabilize the body and strengthen the physique.

This yellow bud grass is yellow with gold, and is obviously the best quality. It should be able to assist in forging a golden body.

There is more than one yellow bud grass in this yard, return it to me quickly."

Zhang Haoran smiled awkwardly. He didn't know that this thing was called yellow bud grass before. He thought that the other party would eat anything in order to improve his strength.

This cannot be blamed on him. Apart from practicing, he is also fighting every day. How can he have the time to learn the basic knowledge?

However, he did not return it to Qin Fengqing, but said solemnly: “The energy in these plants is too huge, and it is not easy to absorb.

With your body type, it will take at least a few months to digest, so you can’t eat it now.”

Zhang Weiyu took the yellow bud grass from him, sensed it carefully, nodded and said: "Xiao Hao is right, the plants here are very special and contain huge energy.

Some of the medicinal properties have also changed. It is better to take it back and study it carefully before taking it! To avoid any accidents."

Qin Fengqing nodded thoughtfully, stepped forward and snatched the yellow bud grass from his hand.

“Well, I don’t eat it now, but this is the best yellow bud grass I found here.

Let’s make a deal first, the natural treasures here belong to whoever discovers them first.”

When everyone heard what he said, they all started searching on the ground.

Zhang Haoran shouted: "Don't listen to his nonsense, we are now implementing wartime regulations, all spoils of war must be handed in and then distributed according to work.

What? You don’t understand these rules?

Or are you prepared to disobey?"

Qin Fengqing's face changed after hearing this, and he said with a smile: "General Zhang, don't be angry! I just want to help you put it away first, so as to avoid a fight later and destroy this place."

Zhang Haoran was too lazy to pay attention to him, and waved his hand and said, "No need to bother, we will pack up and take everything away later, and I will not let the war spread here."

Although he said this, he actually collected several plants with the most powerful energy.

He planned to mail all these flowers and herbs to Qiankun Dan Sheng to see if they could be refined into pills.

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These plants have lived for tens of thousands of years. Even an ordinary blade of grass can be compared to natural treasures. Not only do they contain huge amounts of energy, they may also have some special effects.

More importantly, the environment here and the target there help to improve the control of qi and blood.

Everyone walked through the yard and saw two palaces in front of them. Wang Jinyang put one hand on his chest and pointed at the palace behind him and said, "The heart should be in that palace. The call I can sense is getting stronger and stronger."

Zhang Haoran strode forward and said, "Let's go and take a look!"

Fang Ping followed closely behind him, looking at the palace in front of him and said, "This palace is different in style from the surrounding ones. Could it be that Mo Wenjian built it himself?"

Di Yue next to him said nothing. This was indeed built by Mo Wenjian himself. He felt it was very awkward living in Zhan Tiandi's palace, so he built another one next to it.

Qin Fengqing said disdainfully: "He has used the Zhantian Palace to set traps, but he himself dares not live in the palace. This is obviously a novice who likes to play.

Too hypocritical! "

Zhang Weiyu said coldly: "Although Mo Wenjian dared to use Emperor Zhan Tian's heart to set a trap, it doesn't mean that he is not afraid."

When everyone arrived in front of the main hall, Zhang Haoran stepped forward and pushed the door gently, and it opened. This was not an original building of the Zhantian Palace, so naturally there would be no restrictions.

"Don't ask the sword!"

"This emperor must kill you!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Mo Wenjian dares to go against the will of heaven! He must die! He must die!"

As soon as everyone entered the palace, they heard shrill shouts and cries of killing.

In the empty hall, shouts and screams continued to echo!

Everyone got goosebumps after hearing this.

Resentment, hatred, unwillingness, despair...

All kinds of negative emotions filled this space.

Zhang Haoran immediately suppressed the Book of Curse that was about to stir in his body. Now was not the time for it to take effect.

At this time, several phantoms wearing royal crowns appeared in the hall.

The shouts and screams just now came from these shadows.

A more solid shadow ignored everyone and looked at the demon plant, then laughed crazily, "Haha, it's Emperor Yue! Let me out! Let me go and help you ascend to the throne of True God!"

"Emperor Yue, let me out! Mo Wenjian, you will not die well!"

The cries of these phantoms sound somewhat hysterical.

However, it is very suspicious that they can recognize Di Yue even though their consciousness is so confused.

Di Yue felt bitter. Didn’t you see how I was treated? Do I still have the ability to let you out now?

Facing Fang Ping's cold gaze, it gritted its teeth and explained, "We grew by absorbing the emperor's blood. We also saw the awakening of the spirits of these great emperors.

These fallen emperors were unable to manifest their spirits in the past few years. It seems that after the master left, the seal here weakened, allowing them to revive a little. "

Fang Ping glared at Di Yue fiercely but did not take any action. Zhang Haoran was right. If he encountered danger, he could use it as cannon fodder.

Fang Ping looked at the phantoms in front of him, thought for a moment and said, "My dear emperors, please be patient. We are here to help you escape from this predicament.

But as the saying goes, there is no gain without pain.

My request is not high, as long as the emperors are willing to hand over their unique skills, I will help you escape immediately."

"presumptuous!"

"How dare a mere mortal peek at the local unique skills? Damn it!"

"This crime is unforgivable and deserves death. Open the seal immediately and let me out!"

Zhang Haoran was too lazy to listen to their noise. He stepped forward, raised his hand and slapped away the shadow that was shouting the most fiercely. He looked at Fang Ping speechlessly and said, "Junior brother, are you crazy because of poverty? How can you even fool the dead!

This is obviously just a remnant soul, how could it possibly still remember the unique skills it had in its lifetime?"

Fang Ping shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Let's give it a try! It doesn't cost any money anyway. If they still remember something, wouldn't we be rich?"

Everyone looked at Fang Ping with admiration, and had a new understanding of how greedy he was.

Wang Jinyang pointed to a closed room deep in the hall and said, "I can feel it's there. It should be underground!"

Fang Ping waved his hand and said, "Now that we have found the location, there is no need to rush.

Take a look at what Mo Wenjian left behind first, and don't rush in, as it could easily lead to accidents."

This was obviously an excuse. Fang Ping wanted to plunder the resources here first before going in, so as to avoid a fight and destroying everything here.

This is not a building of Zhantian Palace, which is protected by imperial power. It would be easily destroyed if affected by the battle.

After searching room after room, they didn't find any valuable resources. Then they came to an open room.

There were crystal books of various sizes and secret scrolls made of animal skins inside. This should be a study room.

Fang Ping went straight to the desk in the room, on which was a crystal book. This should be the book that Mo Wenjian was reading before, or it could be a clue left by the other party on purpose.

Zhang Haoran knew that it was the notes left by Emperor Mie Tian, ​​which recorded what happened in the Heavenly Palace era.

However, this is not the original version, but a translation by Mo Wenjian. It is not of great value and its reliability is questionable.

Zhang Haoran put these books away and would give them to Zhang Tao to study later.

Fang Ping picked up the crystal book on the desk, injected his spiritual power into it and began to read it.

He threw it back after reading only a few sentences, and said in a depressed tone, "I don't understand! Senior Brother Zhang, can you help translate it for me?"

"Ha ha!"

Li Changsheng laughed unscrupulously: "Can't you learn some ancient Chinese literature in your daily life?

The acting principal of Mowu School can't even understand ancient characters. If you tell others about this, they will laugh at you to death.

Fang Ping, you need to pay more attention to your studies and not become a reckless man."

Fang Ping angrily said, “Bullshit! How can I have time to study? Every day I am either killing people or practicing. How can I have time to learn these ancient characters?”

Li Changsheng's smile froze, and he felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart.

It was because these older generation warriors were incompetent that they, the young men in their early twenties and the college students who had not yet graduated, had to suit up in armor and shoulder the heavy burden of fighting against the underground cave.

Think about these so-called geniuses like Zhang Haoran, how many times do they actually sit in college and attend classes properly?

Every day they are either killing people or preparing to kill people. They are carrying the burden for humanity!

The room fell silent for a moment, and everyone felt an indescribable depression.

Zhang Haoran didn't think there was anything sad.

The path of life is one's own choice. Since one has given up a comfortable life and chosen to pursue power, this is the price he has to pay.

To be willing, to be willing, to be willing to have a gain.

Either you shoulder the responsibility, move forward with the burden, and constantly pursue strength.

Either you watch others carry their burdens forward, enjoy life in peace, and be an ordinary person.

He used his mental power to penetrate the crystal book, and sure enough, it was the same as what he knew, it was the version translated by Mo Wenjian. He raised his hand and threw it to Li Hansong beside him and said, "This is the text from the sect era. I can't understand it either. You should translate it for me, Tietou."

Don’t be fooled by Li Hansong’s silly appearance. He is a real academic master and should have no problem understanding these words.

Fang Ping knew that his complaint just now made Old Li feel uncomfortable.

However, he didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Everyone was carrying a heavy burden and moving forward, and the enemy would not show mercy just because you are young.

He looked at Zhang Haoran and asked, "So, if it was a text from an earlier period, you would have recognized it?"

Fang Ping thought that since he knew so many secrets, he must be familiar with more ancient characters.

Zhang Haoran glared at him and said unhappily, "The earlier ones are oracle bone inscriptions. I don't do historical research, so how can I know them?"

Fang Ping continued to ask: "What about the writing that is older than oracle bone inscriptions?"

Zhang Haoran looked dangerous as he said, "Before the oracle bone script appeared, there was no written language at all. People used knotted ropes to record events. I can't understand what those ropes represent."

Fang Ping seemed to understand the meaning of his gaze and thought to himself, "Doesn't this mean that your level is about the same as mine? Then why are you talking so much?

I have to emphasize that you cannot understand the texts from the sectarian era, as if you can understand them from earlier times.”

However, although he thought so in his heart, he did not dare to say it out loud, otherwise he would definitely get beaten.

Zhang Haoran didn't care whether his fighting power would be reduced after being beaten. At most, he would beat him up and then throw some energy stones at him, allowing him to exchange them for immortal substances to recover.

Li Hansong didn't think too much about it. He asked him to translate, so he just read: "Today I went to see the Human Emperor, and the Human Emperor said that the three realms are separated, humans practice the human way, and immortals practice the immortal way.

I believe that all beings in the three realms share the same path, and there is no distinction between humans and immortals. Martial artists cultivate themselves, and all paths lead to the same destination, so there is no need to separate. "