Crazy involution in male-oriented novels, my senior brother has set his sights on me

The man didn't believe it.

But when he saw Protector Nan stand up, pat the dirt off his body, and roll towards the gate of the Dark Demon Palace from the place where he had just been kicked by Ming Yuan, he had to believe it even if he didn't want to.

Mingyuan's frantic voice continued to echo in the hall.

Xiaobing: "..."

There are actually such stupid people in the world... No, they are stubborn people?

The question is, is this person still in charge of leading his own guardians? !

The other four people in the hall all lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

The four of them were already accustomed to this kind of scene. Ah Da was thick-skinned and tough, and once the Palace Master was tired of venting his anger on him, he would no longer take it out on them.

Ming Yuan calmed himself down for a while and said, "Okay, there is nothing for you to do here, so leave."

The four of them didn't dare to make trouble anymore and retreated quietly.

When leaving, Mu Jin deliberately touched Mei Shu's arm and gave her a look.

That night, Mu Jin entered Mei Shu's room and saw Mei Shu sitting there waiting for her.

The tea was brewed in the teacup on the table, and when Hibiscus arrived, there was still a faint white mist rising from it.

It was obvious that he had roughly estimated the time she would come.

After seeing Mu Jin, Mei Shu smiled. This smile was different from the charming and enchanting one during the day. Instead, it was gentle and peaceful.

"Are you here? The tea is just ready."

Mu Jin's cold brows softened and she nodded slightly.

"Ah."

Seeing Mu Jin sitting down and taking a sip of tea, Mei Shu asked, "What are you doing here?"

Mu Jin remembered the purpose of coming today and said, "I met the boy with Chaos Spirit Root who hurt you in the secret realm."

Mei Shu was not surprised to see Lin Hao. After all, he had indeed entered the Sumeru realm this time.

What she was more curious about was how Mu Jin recognized this boy?

"Could it be related to the time you came back with the blood puppet?"

Mu Jin nodded and continued to talk about what had happened before.

After hearing this, Meishu's eyes flashed with excitement.

"You mean that little guy might have mastered the power of chaos?"

Mu Jin took a sip of tea and said, "It's just a guess."

Even though Mu Jin said this, Mei Shu still excitedly pulled Mu Jin's hand.

"No, he must have mastered that power! Perhaps the method we have devoted many years to researching can really be realized! Should we tell the Palace Master? With this method, we don't have to continue fighting with the monks like this. The demons will surely be able to slowly recover to their former state."

Mu Jin was not as optimistic as Mei Shu. She raised her hand and pressed down Mei Shu, as if she was also suppressing her happy heart.

"Things are not that simple. Let's not talk about the fact that the Palace Master was originally a war faction. Just look at the elders behind the Dark Demon Palace over the years. They have long forgotten the original purpose of attacking the cultivation world, and their ambitions have grown. Even if we really have a way to repair the cracks, they will not stop attacking.

Let's take it step by step first, and wait for an opportunity to see if we can reach a cooperation with that guy, and then find an opportunity to resolve the internal problems."

Mu Jin's words calmed Mei Shu down a lot, "Okay, let's take it step by step."

Mu Jin raised her hand and rubbed Mei Shu's head. "It's okay, it will be fine."

Although there is no moon in the demon world, the sky after dark is only stained with some black compared to the blood red during the day.

The two people snuggling together in Meishu's room showed a bit of warmth, which formed a sharp contrast with the cold and gloomy sky.

In the Xumi realm, Lin Hao didn’t know how long he had been practicing here.

But when he woke up from his deep sleep and opened his eyes, everything around him was still white.

Lin Hao felt his body carefully.

The previous injuries have completely healed, and he can also clearly feel that the speed of his cultivation improvement is much faster than before.

He is not the kind of person who is in a hurry to achieve quick results. Although Lin Hao is making rapid progress, every step in improving his spiritual energy is steady and solid, with a deep and solid foundation.

The only thing that disappointed him was that when he checked the cracks in his spiritual roots, Lin Hao found that there was no change compared to before, and the cracks showed no sign of getting smaller.

Xiaotian saw through Lin Hao's thoughts and said, "It's not that easy to repair your spiritual roots. The wound you repaired this time was the crack that was enlarged when I unlocked your seal. If you want to repair your spiritual roots, you still have a long time to live."

Lin Hao naturally knew that repairing spiritual roots was not that easy.

He took out the gold-type Xuanling from his arms and asked, "Should I use this Xuanling before I enter meditation this time?"

Xiao Tian frowned and looked up at the sky and said, "Indeed, you can, but I suggest you comprehend the Dao first. In this chaotic land, comprehending the Dao will be twice as effective with half the effort and achieve better results! Anyway, with your current physical strength, even if your strength breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, your body can withstand it. You can use Xuan Ling later."

At this time, Lin Hao also remembered the truth that he had comprehended from Xiaotian's words.

Because time was urgent at the time, Lin Hao consolidated and sealed that feeling in a corner of his sea of ​​consciousness.

After Xiaotian's reminder, Lin Hao had arranged the next training sequence and fell into deep meditation again.

In this vast white world that looks like the starting point of the world, there is only Lin Hao.

There was no sun or moon for him to see the day and night clearly, and no four seasons for him to feel the change of time.

During this time, Lin Hao woke up only once, and that was because he realized that his cultivation had reached its peak and could no longer improve.

Xiaotian knew that Lin Hao had reached the critical point of the Nascent Soul stage.

Xiaotian obviously knows how to use Xuanling better than Zhang Ziqing. When Lin Hao was removing the spiritual roots, he could feel that he was not in as much pain as last time.

Moreover, after removing the spiritual roots, there are more benefits to obtaining the Xuanling.

At the moment when his golden spiritual root was completely eliminated, Lin Hao originally thought that calamity clouds would be waiting for him, but he waited for nothing.

Lin Hao looked up at the sky in confusion, but did not dare to retract the sword in his hand.

Xiaotian, who was lying leisurely, said after seeing Lin Hao's serious look: "Put down your sword. Even the calamity clouds cannot penetrate the Chaos Land. Once you have completely absorbed all the Chaos power in this space, you can wait for the Thunder Tribulation. Even if there is no Thunder Tribulation, it doesn't matter. It will not affect your cultivation. The Chaos power can completely replace the Thunder Tribulation, allowing your body to withstand the power after the Nascent Soul stage. As for the improvement of cultivation..."

Xiaotian didn't say anything else, but Lin Hao understood what he meant.

He quickly interrupted, "Okay, I get it, you don't have to stab me in the heart again."

What kind of fate is this?

I had just found a piece of Xuanling, but now I have to worry about the next one.

Lin Hao didn't want to continue this heart-wrenching topic, so he put down the sword in his hand and entered into meditation again to concentrate on his cultivation.