"In the past, you were like a thousand things, and your natal sign was 'the sycamore grows on its own, and the real phoenix comes to live', so the elders in the clan were naturally happy and excited."
Jiang Hao's eyes were as deep as ancient pools, "A half-imperial force is willing to use the purple flame sacred tree, seven-leaf shell bones, and the earth's core demon flame to build your foundation. This is enough to show the painstaking efforts and expectations."
At this moment, Ling Shuixuan could no longer say a word, her expression was full of sluggishness, and she could no longer conceal anything——
When a warrior breaks through the realm of all phenomena, most people's natal dharma will be similar to their own image.
However, there are some exceptions!
For example, Ling Shuixuan has an extremely outstanding talent, so she awakened the natal dharma of "Wutong attracts phoenix".
On the day when the Dharma appeared, the green light in the blue sky suddenly dimmed, and a vast red light rose from ten miles into the sky, as if there were infinite flames burning.
Such visions clearly represent extremely high "fire talent" and have the potential to reach the realm of the emperor!
The Ling family itself is based on the inheritance of fire-based skills.
In ecstasy, Ling's father did not hesitate to break with the giants of the clan, and forcefully mobilized many rare magical materials to build the foundation for his beloved daughter!
Ling Shuixuan couldn't believe that she just had a flash of Dharma, but Jiang Hao could actually see so many secrets. He even knew exactly what magical materials his father had used.
"pity."
Jiang Hao's expression was still calm, but his words were like lightning in the clear sky, "These are completely different and wrong."
"Impossible! How could it be wrong! Who are you? Where do you know these secrets? What do you want to do!?"
Ling Shuixuan was so excited that she was almost incoherent.
After she relied on those divine materials to build her foundation, her cultivation has improved rapidly, breaking through the first level in a month! In just half a year, he has reached the peak of the Vientiane Realm!
How could this be wrong?
The bald old man He Mu's eyes sternly locked on Jiang Hao, and his murderous intent was on the verge of breaking out!
Jiang Hao didn't seem to be aware of it, but he still said in a sweet voice: "The phoenix tree attracts the phoenix, the phoenix tree is the foundation, and the real phoenix is just the icing on the cake. The root of this dharma is not fire, but wood! It's ridiculous for you to ignore the basics and chase the weak! "
Without waiting for Ling Shuixuan to retort, he continued: "After you advanced to the peak of the Myriad Phantasm Realm, your cultivation has never improved. Every time you practice, it is like a thousand fires burning your heart, and you are in pain. Is that right?"
Ling Shuixuan's body stiffened again, the murderous intent on her face subsided, and she became confused!
Just as Jiang Hao said, after she reached the peak of the Vientiane Realm, no matter how she practiced or what kind of rare resources she used, she was unable to advance her cultivation one step further!
No matter how many fire domain masters lectured her, they could not make her break through that barrier.
Not only that, she discovered that she was experiencing intense pain when practicing the Qi Jia Chuan Kung Fu.
Even his father didn't know these secrets. How did the young man in front of him know about them?
"If you stop practicing here, you will at most lose your cultivation and not be in danger of your life. But you refuse to admit defeat and actually try to forcefully advance your practice by taking many fire-type elixirs. In this way, you will burn the wood with fire, The foundation is getting weaker! In recent days, you should have felt that even if you don't practice the exercises, you will always feel the pain of burning your soul!"
Under Ling Shuixuan's frightened expression, Jiang Hao said with a bit of ridicule, "What's even more ridiculous is that you forcibly refined the fire-type imperial essence and blood in an attempt to suppress the injury. Such an approach is like burning oil cooking oil! You If not, who will die?"
After he said this, he turned around and left.
"Don't leave!"
Ling Shuixuan's expression turned green and red, and she suddenly shouted sharply.
She carefully recalled what Jiang Hao said and found that every word of the other party was to the point, and he was definitely not deceiving her.
What's more important is that when she looked inwards with her spiritual consciousness, she discovered that there were already signs of "withering of the sycamore tree" in her natal dharma!
I'm afraid that within a few days, my dharma will begin to collapse.
"I beg Mr. Jiang to lend a helping hand."
At this time, Duan Muyin, the head of Zhuque Academy, sighed secretly and leaned towards Jiang Hao.
She had already seen from Ling Shuixuan's expression that what Jiang Hao said was definitely not false.
And she had received great favor from the Ling family, and she could even reach the realm of a high-ranking domain lord today because of the guidance of the spiritual avatar of the head of the Ling family.
Therefore, she would never sit back and watch Ling Shuixuan suffer backlash and fall!
"Master of the hospital. I have repaid you for your kindness before. As for the rest -"
Jiang Hao looked indifferent, "That favor is not enough."
He had pointed out the flaws in Ling Shuixuan's appearance and had repaid Duan Muyin's favor in stopping Mu Changhong.
If Ling Shuixuan, master and servant, were respectful from the beginning, he wouldn't mind going to extra trouble.
But he was too lazy to care about such a domineering attitude.
Duanmuyin frowned slightly.
After all, she is also the leader of a courtyard, and her cultivation is at the top of the Qingyue Domain, but in Jiang Hao's eyes, it seems that she does not exist, which inevitably makes her a little unhappy.
"You must stay!"
The bald old man He Mu was anxious, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Hao, "You cure Miss, my Ling family will never treat you badly."
His whole body burst out with strong pressure of energy and blood, as if the void was frozen. If a blood-red demonic figure appeared behind him, the pressure would be as heavy as the stars.
This is a request, but also a threat!
Jiang Haohun didn't care and just looked at Duan Muyin lightly.
The latter frowned again: "Mr. He, Mr. Jiang was invited by our Zhuque Branch. What you are doing -"
"Duanmuyin!"
He Mu's eyes were red, "Have you forgotten the kindness my Ling family has shown to you? The young lady is the only daughter of the Lord. Are you going to watch the lady fall? How will you explain it to the Lord when asked in the future?"
Behind the series of questions was the pressure from a half-emperor.
Duanmuyin's expression flashed with hesitation, and he hesitated to move forward.
Jiang Hao waved his sleeves and looked at He Mu calmly: "Are you sure you want to stop me?"
A flash of hesitation flashed across He Mu's face, and finally he gritted his teeth: "The origin of your honor is unpredictable, and my future future is beyond my control! But right now, you are just a prince! For the sake of the lady, I can only offend! "
His words had completely recognized Jiang Hao and he was willing to treat him as an equal. However, Jiang Hao's current cultivation level is not enough to scare him.
"How is the prince?"
Jiang Hao chuckled, "If I want to kill you, that's enough."
Boom!
Suddenly, a huge green dragon phantom jumped out of the sky, coiled around, exuding a compelling pressure.
"Dragon Seal?"
This is clearly the dragon seal that represents the identity of the core disciple of Qinglong Branch, and was also given by the original Qinglong Sword Master.
However, Jiang Hao's current strength is low and he cannot exert much power at all.
"Your Excellency, this is just a shadow. If you want to escape, I'm afraid-"
The old man He Mu was about to speak, but suddenly, his expression suddenly changed and he roared: "You!"
