The Name of Eternity

When all the collected techniques in the Sword Tower were cultivated into Dao Domains, Li Hao's Dao Domains reached 172!

Among them, there are hundreds of Dao Domains, all of which are various sword domains!

Once unfolded, the sword energy in the Dao Domain is crisscrossed. Now superimposed together, these Dao Domains that condense different sword intentions have a tendency to merge with each other.

Li Hao didn't know what kind of power and situation it would be if the Dao Domains merged with each other and turned into a complete Dao Domain.

Unfortunately, he has collected all the techniques in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. If he wants to continue to improve, he can only look at other forces. His Dao Domain has fallen into a bottleneck again.

After Li Hao finished practicing, the second round of the next day's election also began.

Before the top 100 battle, there are three rounds of screening, and finally the top 100 are selected to fight against the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter.

Li Hao followed the alchemists Lin Shanhai and others, but he did not go to watch the battle this time. Now he has collected all the skills in the sword tower. He can only draw and gain experience here. But compared to drawing, Li Hao has more suitable candidates, and he can also accumulate some fishing experience.

Li Hao noticed that except for the three semi-saints such as Yao Zu, the several saints who watched the battle before did not come again.

Before they set off, Lin Qingying was still sitting in the yard to comprehend the sword, and was obviously preparing for the battle later.

Although the battle in front of the ten arenas was fierce, Li Hao felt a sense of tranquility before the storm.

It's just that in this storm, I don't know who can stir up the wind and clouds and stand out.

Li Hao hopes it's Lin Qingying.

...

When he came to the sword tower, the environment here was quiet and quiet. When Li Hao approached, a figure appeared in front of him like teleportation. It was the sword servant man yesterday.

He was a little surprised to see Li Hao coming again, and asked, "Are you here to exchange your skills?"

The Great Sword Art is extremely difficult, and it is understandable that Li Hao wants to replace him. After all, unless one has a very profound talent for swordsmanship, it would be a waste of time to think about it.

"No, I came to visit the Sword Master. I wonder if the Sword Master is fishing today?"

Li Hao bowed.

The sword servant suddenly realized and smiled, "Master is fishing at the Sword Cliff. It's rare that you also understand it. It's just right for you to accompany Master. He is too lonely."

At this point, a sigh appeared in his eyes.

Although these disciples wanted to accompany the Master, they were really bad at fishing. When waiting for the bait to be hooked, they were easily distracted and their minds turned to the swordsmanship. They didn't even notice that the bait was eaten up, which made the Master very angry, and he didn't let them accompany him.

In front of the Sword Cliff, when Li Hao and the sword servant arrived, they saw the same scene as yesterday, the Sword Master was fishing at the edge of the cliff.

As if sensing something, the Sword Master's voice came: "You are here, do you have your own fishing rod?"

"No fishing rod, I am casting fishing."

Li Hao said.

"Can the energy be turned into a line? The little guys in the dragon pool below are very cunning, I am afraid it will not be easy to take the bait." The Sword Master said.

"Try it and you will know." Li Hao smiled. When it comes to fishing, he is not convinced.

"Then come and try it."

The Sword Master said.

Li Hao immediately stepped forward and came not far from the Sword Master. He picked a brown-black stone and sat down.

Sitting on the edge of the Sword Cliff at this moment, his sight naturally saw the deep bottom of the cliff. There was a full ten thousand feet here.

At the bottom of the cliff was the splash of water from the waterfall and torrent. There was a deep pool with a huge black shadow swaying faintly in it.

Li Hao's eyes lit up slightly, raised his hand and pulled, the energy became a line, and then used the hidden line technique to quietly throw the line down.

The sword master glanced at Li Hao's technique, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. It seems that yesterday was not a coincidence. This little guy really studied it. If he used such a subtle hidden line technique on himself, he could cultivate it into a profound hidden skill.

But he had the leisure to use this energy on fishing. There is no doubt that this is true love.

"You haven't put the bait yet."

The sword master said calmly.

Li Hao smiled and said, "There is no bait to eat, and those who are willing to take the bait will be hooked."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the sword master's eyes moved slightly, and his thoughts could not help but slightly disperse from his fishing rod and fall on Li Hao's extremely obscure fishing line.

At this moment, Li Hao was also concentrating and waiting.

Fishing seems to be leisurely, but it is actually a process of fighting hearts and minds. It requires lying dormant, spying on the fish, and arranging fishing positions. This is all a brain game.

At this moment, Li Hao's fishing line was hidden at the edge of the dragon pond. In the most inconspicuous position, there was a curved hook at the front end of the line, looming.

"Old Five, look, is that a hook?"

"It seems to be a fishing hook!"

In the dragon pond, several huge dragon monsters were wandering inside, and they all noticed the looming fishing hook, but what surprised them was that there was no line behind the fishing hook, just a hook!

"Is it the Sword Master? Is he fishing again?"

"The Sword Master is not that stupid. He changed his method to turn the hook into a small fish before, so I fell into his trap."

"I think so too. Could it be that it fell down? When did it appear? Why didn't I notice it?"

"Sixth Brother, go pick it up and have a look."

Several dragon monsters were muttering and whispering. One of them approached, picked up the hook with its sharp claws, and said in confusion: "It's really a hook... Ah!"

Before the hook was finished, it suddenly pulled up and pierced directly into its arm. Then the hook continued to extend in its wound like a root, piercing into its body and pulling it out of the deep pool!

"It hurts!"

The dragon monster screamed and was pulled into the air.

It was panicked and did not dare to struggle. After being pulled out of the deep pool, it saw the sword master and a strange boy sitting on the sword cliff. The person pulling it was not the usual sword master, and the other man's pole had not moved yet. , but that young man!

For a moment, in addition to pain, it felt more frightened and angry.

It doesn't matter if he is fished by the sword master. The other party is a saint after all, and he will not lose the dragon if he is fished.

But a young man, why? !

roar!

It roared and rushed towards Li Hao.

"Still struggling?" Li Hao smiled, and pulled the thread in his hand horizontally, throwing the dragon demon away, and then pulled it up to his eyes.

The dragon demon was in severe pain as if it was being torn apart, and it screamed in agony. When it was dragged to the sword cliff again by Li Hao, it suddenly panicked. With the sword master present, it was impossible for him to hurt this young man, and It seems that this young man's cultivation level is also extremely high and he can't beat him.

"Holy Son, spare your life, Holy Son, spare your life..."

The dragon demon hurriedly begged, regarding Li Hao as the holy son in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land.

Besides the Holy Son, who else would have the honor to sit fishing with the sword master?

Hearing its pleading, Li Hao felt amused. Looking at the fishing experience he had gained on the panel, he smiled and withdrew his fingers, the fishhook that extended into its body and took root quickly shrank.

It is originally formed by the condensation of energy, and every thought is gathered and dispersed by the heart.

"Since you sincerely begged for mercy, I will reluctantly let you go."

Li Hao smiled and said: "Go."

When the dragon demon heard this, his eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you, Holy Son, thank you Holy Son!"

After saying that, he ran away in a flash and got back into the deep pool under the sword cliff.

"Lao Liu..."

Several other dragon demons quickly gathered over and looked up and down: "I didn't hurt you, did you just say he was the Holy Son?"

"Well, here comes a new Holy Son, damn it!"

"How insidious, deliberately exposing the hook for Lao Liu to pick it up."

"Fortunately, the sword master is kind and never kills us when he catches them. The bait is so fragrant. I can even practice the sword's power."

Several dragon demons whispered that they were imprisoned by the sword master in this dragon pond, and they were happy to do so. After all, it was a great opportunity to beg for food at the feet of the saint.

It's just that they often fall into the trap and are lured into entertainment by the sword master, causing them both pain and happiness.

"Be careful and stop picking up weird things. We have to be careful."

"The sword master is also fishing on it, but I don't see its bait. I don't know what it is disguised as. Be careful."

Several dragon demons are very vigilant.

They compete with the sword master every day, and they are almost suspicious.

If it had transformed into something else, they might not have picked it up, but the calmness of turning into a hook actually made them curious, and they ended up taking the bait.

On the sword cliff, the sword master couldn't help but be speechless when he saw that Li Hao actually caught the fish and used such a simple trick.

Li Hao didn't stop, gathered up the fishing line, and threw the hook again.

This time, the thread is still hidden and the hook is half hidden, but halfway through the thread, a second thread branches out and extends. This thread extends to another part of the dragon pond, which is inconspicuous.

"Look, the hook has fallen again."

"Hmph, Guizhou Donkey is at the end of his rope. Can we be fooled twice by the same trick?"

"Look, a stupid fish has passed by and is sniffing there."

Several dragon monsters were wandering aside, staring closely at the fishhook. There were other fish nearby. The lower reaches of the dragon pond connected to a river and sea outside the holy mountain. There were fish monsters wandering here, trying to jump over the dragon gate.

The little fish demon looked very inconspicuous. At this moment, he lightly touched the fishhook, but the fishhook did not respond.

Several dragon demons were surprised, but they soon understood that the touch of the little fish demon was too slight, and they might not be able to sense it, or they sensed that it was a small piece and were too lazy to pull the hook.

"Go, pull harder!"

The old sixth dragon demon who had just been caught crooked said fiercely to the little fish demon.

The little fish demon was timid, but refused to go.

The Old Sixth Dragon Demon did not expect that even a small fish demon would dare to resist him. He became so angry that he directly sucked it into his mouth.

"die……"

Before he could get rid of his hatred, the fish demon in his mouth suddenly became hard and quickly extended to penetrate.

"hook?!"

Lao Liu's eyes widened.

Then a huge force came, and its body flew into the air again, and was dragged up the sword cliff thousands of feet high.

And the person who pulled the string was still Li Hao.

"Holy Son, have mercy on me, Holy Son, have mercy on me..." Dragon Demon Ao Jie hurriedly begged.

Li Hao was a little helpless and said: "Why is it you again? Can't you be more careful?"

Ao Jie wanted to cry but had no tears. You were obviously too insidious. Who would have thought that you could disguise yourself as a small fish and touch your own fishhook?

Li Hao withdrew the strength in his palm and said: "Don't take the bait again."

I thought too... Ao Jie felt sad and angry. What the hell is this? He took the bait and was despised!

Next to him, the palm of the sword master's hand holding the fishing rod shook slightly.

The indifference in his eyes turned slightly serious at this moment.

The previous one was just luck and a little trick, but the second one was a bit sophisticated, and it was a chain fishing.

The first one catches Greed and Qi, the second one catches anger. What the other party catches is emotion, the evil heart!

At this moment, the sword master had to admit that Li Hao's fishing skills were indeed good.

Li Hao glanced at the sword master, and then threw the line again.

The sword master felt a little unnatural at this sight. He had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship and was as lonely as snow, but when it came to fishing, he was still a climber. Now he actually felt a sense of competition and competition that he had not seen for a long time. Feel.

The sword master did not speak, but his expression became serious.

Not long after, Li Hao raised the rod for the third time.

This time, he caught the same Ao Jie.

Li Hao vomited blood. Was this dragon monster 100% hooked?

Fishing the same prey, his fishing experience will only decline, he doesn't want to catch this dragon monster again.

Can you give the chance to catch the fish to others?

Li Hao stared at Ao Jie, wondering whether to put him back to the dragon pond.

Ao Jie was alerted by Li Hao's eyes, and immediately realized Li Hao's thoughts, and hurriedly begged:

"Son, spare my life, I promise I will never move again, I will collapse in it, and I will not move again even if the sky falls!"

Li Hao thought about it after hearing this, and still released him again.

Time passed for a long time, and when it was the fourth rod, Li Hao and the sword master raised the rod at the same time.

Seeing the extraordinary fishing experience, Li Hao immediately knew that he had not caught Ao Jie again.

However, when the two dragon monsters were lifted up, Li Hao still heard Ao Jie's voice, but it was on the hook of the sword master.

"Sword master, spare my life..."

Ao Jie's face was full of misery. He just sneezed, how could he suck the hook into his mouth!

Li Hao glanced at Ao Jie, a little speechless. This dragon monster was so lucky to be alive until now.

The sword master didn't say anything, took Ao Jie off, and threw him back into the dragon pool, and then threw the hook again.

Li Hao did the same, but didn't kill the dragon monster.

Not long after that, the sword master was hooked one after another, and once he caught two dragons at once.

In front of the sword cliff, the wailing of the dragon monster sounded from time to time, and in front of the holy mountain, the fierce battle of the second battle of the ten rings continued.

When the sun set, the sword master also put away the fishing rod. In the end, his fishing times were still slightly better than Li Hao's, fishing seven times, while Li Hao was six times.

"It's late today, come back tomorrow."

The Sword Master said to Li Hao, with a rare smile on his face.

Today, this little guy actually made him feel a sense of urgency, which was a feeling he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Yeah."

Li Hao nodded.

In the following days, the second battle of the ten arenas was taking turns to compete, and Li Hao came to the Sword Cliff every day to accompany the Sword Master to fish.

Li Hao almost caught a few dragon monsters in the Dragon Pond and became old acquaintances.

On this day, when Li Hao was fishing, another young man came outside.

The Sword Master saw the other party and chuckled, "You are here, sit down."

The young man had a straight posture, but was dressed simply. There was a rusty broken sword hanging on his waist, a sword mark on his forehead, and a restrained light.

When the other party saw Li Hao, a hint of surprise appeared in his calm and indifferent eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect that there was someone else here besides himself.

He said nothing, but walked to the edge of the sword cliff, took out a fishing rod from the space of heaven and earth, and immediately put the bait on it and cast the line, also fishing.

"This is the Saint Wuhen, he is Qingfeng."

While holding the rod and fishing, the sword master casually said to the two.

Li Hao and Qiu Wuhen looked at each other, Qiu Wuhen's eyes moved slightly, the name Qingfeng sounded familiar, and soon he remembered who it was, and nodded slightly to Li Hao as a gesture.

Li Hao also nodded in return, and the three of them fished quietly.

No one spoke, and they were all immersed in their own enjoyment.

As they rode up one after another, Li Hao saw that the fishing line of the Saint Wuhen actually revealed a sword intent.

This sword intent was bent casually, with a soft and sharp feeling.

But the opponent's softness was somewhat different from Lin Qingying's extreme softness, and they were two different sword techniques.

Li Hao thought of a sword formula in the ninth level of the sword tower, the Thousand Silk Sword Rain Technique, and the opponent seemed to be practicing this book.

When practicing to the top, one can condense thousands of sword intentions, interweaving like rain, and can divide space.

"Wuhen learned swordsmanship through fishing, you can try it in the future."

The sword master said to Li Hao: "Everything in the world can be used to understand one's own martial arts."

He knew that Li Hao had a very high understanding and was extremely talented, so this could be considered a kind of practice guidance.

"Yes." Li Hao nodded.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Qiu Wuhen, who lowered his eyebrows, moved his eyes slightly, and a trace of surprise appeared in his heart. The sword master actually said this to an alchemist?

Could it be that the other party wanted to show something in martial arts in addition to alchemy?

But if you try to do both, you will inevitably end up with nothing. After all, most of the geniuses find it difficult to reach the top in a single martial arts, not to mention being distracted by doing other things.

He retracted his thoughts and didn't think about it anymore. His eyes were fixed on his fishing line.

...

After the second election, it was the third election, which would last for nearly half a month.

It was a two-way contest, with no defenders, so the duel became much slower.

Li Hao still went to Jianya to fish every day. Occasionally, when the sword master was not there, only Li Hao and Qiu Wuhen were there.

On the tenth day after getting the Dao Sword Art, Li Hao came to Yaochi Peak.

Seeing Li Hao going up the mountain, Jiang Yingyue rushed over and brought Li Hao to Yaozu.

"Ten days have passed. How is your sword practice? Show me your practice." Yaozu sat on the holy platform, emitting a hazy and holy light, and whispered to Li Hao.

Li Hao nodded, took a sword from the sword rack next to him, and practiced the Dao Sword Art.

But he restrained his sword intention and sword momentum, including the charm of sword art, and did not perform the true Dao Sword Art, otherwise the movement would be too big and too shocking.

Despite this, his sword skills were as he wished, skillful and agile, and still reached the level of dexterity.

There was surprise in Yao Zu's calm eyes. To be able to master such a difficult and obscure sword technique to such an extent in just ten days, it showed that he had great talent in swordsmanship!

Beside her, Jiang Yingyue was also shocked to see Li Hao perform the Dao sword art at the dexterity level, but she felt relieved when she thought that Li Hao had the 97th Dao realm.

It seems that Li Hao's talent is higher than she thought. In addition to cultivation, his talent in swordsmanship is not inferior to hers!

You know, within ten days, even she is not sure that she can practice this sword to such a dexterous and skillful level, unless there is a semi-saint to guide her.

But Li Hao has not gone up the mountain in the past ten days.

"Did you realize it by yourself, or did someone guide you?"

Yao Zu asked after Li Hao finished practicing.

Li Hao noticed the surprise in Jiang Yingyue's eyes next to him, and wondered if he showed it too much?

He immediately said honestly: "Qingying gave me some pointers."

Yao Zu understood and said: "Even if you get pointers, it is extremely rare for you to make such progress. Your talent in swordsmanship is enough to enter the inner sect. Are you willing to be my disciple?"

"This is a serious matter. I want to think about it more."

Li Hao said the refusal that he had already thought of.

Yao Zu's eyes flickered. Hearing the refusal in Li Hao's words, he was a little surprised. It was a rare thing for him to accept a disciple. In addition, with the environment of Yao Chi Peak, many male disciples dreamed of being admitted to Yao Chi Peak.

However, Li Hao's refusal reminded her of the look in Li Hao's eyes when he painted her, which was clear and pure, without any lust.

She raised her lips slightly, and admired Li Hao more and more, saying:

"It doesn't matter. You can give me an answer anytime when you think it through. I can wait for you!"

The last few words seemed to fall a little heavier, letting Li Hao understand the other party's seriousness.

Li Hao felt ashamed. He borrowed the other party's warrant to collect the skills in the Sword Tower. He had no intention of becoming a disciple.

"Okay."

Li Hao nodded. He could only find other ways to repay him in the future.

Jiang Yingyue was a little surprised to hear that Li Hao actually rejected her master, but then she thought that Li Hao's talent, plus the 97th Dao Realm, was very likely to have a background. Could it be that he already had a master?

She understood it in her heart and suddenly felt that the identity of this Qingfeng Danshi seemed a little suspicious.

However, the Sword Master saw it and did not question it, and it was not her turn to meddle in this matter.

...

After bidding farewell to Yaochi Peak, Li Hao continued his daily fishing on the Sword Cliff.

Half a month passed quickly. After a total of 20 days of screening, the top 100 list finally came out. The whole holy land was extremely lively, and countless disciples were in an uproar.

Being able to reach the top 100 among many geniuses is already a leader among people. In the first-class forces outside, they are all treated as direct disciples.

Everyone who made it to the list soon became well-known and his fame spread.

With the appearance of the top 100 battle list, the battle platform on the top of the Holy Mountain was also built.

In the next battle, the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter will also participate, and they will be randomly paired. It is possible that two extremely strong Holy Sons will fight on the first day!

The loser will have the opportunity to challenge again, and the points system will determine the top 16.

As the top 100 battle kicked off, Lin Qingying, who had been practicing swordsmanship in the yard for many days, also got up and went to the Holy Mountain.

This time, Li Hao followed the alchemists such as Lin Shanhai and still had a floating seat.

In addition to the millions of outer disciples, the defeated inner disciples also came to watch the battle in the viewing area below. This is a rare opportunity to peek into the gap with the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter.

"Look, that's the Sword Saint, the Sword Saint is here in person."

On the top of the Holy Mountain, three arenas were built, surrounded by magic circles.

When everyone arrived, a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back and a white snow-white robe slowly descended above the battle platform.

His figure was majestic, and the void he was in seemed to be slightly fissioning, with countless sword qi flickering.

Including his soft sleeves, they all gave people a feeling of sharp cutting, which could not be looked at directly.

Li Hao stared at him slightly, this was the strongest person in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, the Sword Saint!

There was no other prefix, only a simple two-word title, but it revealed the only and supreme!

In addition to the Sword Saint personally coming, there were three more semi-saints such as Yaozu, each of whom was in a place in the air. They did not cover up their aura, and their own parts were affected by their holy will, showing various strange phenomena.

Behind the Mountain Ancestor, there was a phantom like a towering giant peak.

Behind the Yaozu, there was a misty and illusory Yaochi Holy Platform.

Behind the other semi-saints, some emitted lightning, and some condensed red flames, reflecting the void red.

Such a strong oppressive aura made the top 100 geniuses present hold their breath slightly. All the saints and holy daughters also came here, and their eyes were no longer as indifferent and casual as before, but extremely solemn.