"Damn stinky beggar! I want your life!" came an angry roar. It was Liu Jingyun who had been slapped into a pig's face symmetrically on both sides of her face and burst out after she came to her senses.
She didn't believe that the Sun Haoran in front of her was much stronger than her. At most, it was just a different way of training. The man in front of her had just done two close combats. It was obvious that he had the most developed limbs and a simple mind. Like this Damn it, as long as she gets serious, the other person will be played to death without even being able to touch the corners of his clothes!
"Qingxia Sword! Go!" Whoosh - after the words fell, a sound broke through the air and came straight towards Sun Hao.
It's a blue sword.
"The flying sword technique? It's a bit interesting. But..." Sun Haoran grinned when he saw this. The woman in front of him was just a human being, not a hybrid spirit, nor a telepathic spirit from a stranger. In other words, there was only one possibility for the flying sword attacking him at this moment.
Swordsmanship. Before he even entered the door, he saw the Taoist cultivator's sword control skills. As expected, his trip was not in vain.
"Have you always been so brave? Who are you calling a beggar!?" As he spoke, Sun Haoran could no longer suppress the violent emotions in his heart and swung the wooden stick.
Ka——In the horrified eyes of everyone, they saw that Liu Jingyu's flying sword was shattered by this extremely ordinary stick.
"This... this is... a spiritual weapon..." Murong Youlian, the master of Qingshui Palace, and Ye Lingyun, the elder of the disciple hall, looked at this scene and felt ashamed.
The next moment, in their horrified eyes, Sun Haoran smashed the flying sword and appeared in front of Liu Jingyu, who was unable to react at all, almost as if the frame was broken, and swung his stick in front of their horrified eyes.
"Senior, please show mercy! This place is..." Murong Youlian couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw this, but before she could finish her words, it was already too late.
Poof - with the sound of blood spurting out, Liu Jingyu's entire body turned into blood mist under the stick, and she died without a complete body.
"Qingtian City..." Murong Youlian finally finished speaking, with a look of horror in his eyes. Who would have expected that Sun Haoran would really dare to kill someone here?
After all, this person is holding Qingtian City's 'Qingtian Order' in his hand. How could he not even understand the rules of the city?
Yes, Liu Jingyu's death was not a pity. She had been unhappy with this guy for a long time, but she had not touched her because of the ancestor's face, but this is Qingtian City!
The rules set by the city lord - killing is prohibited in the city! The entire city is within the domain of one of the four great monarchs of the Dragon Clan, the twins of the King of Earth and Mountain. No one dares to break the rules here. Now I am afraid there is no need for their Qingshui Palace ancestor to be angry and the dragon flames falling from the sky. They will come down and kill this person on the spot!
The scene was very quiet for a long time.
"??" Wait... a long time? Murong Youlian looked at the sky in shock. The dragon king who sat on the throne and controlled the entire city didn't even impose a 'heavenly punishment' on this person?
No way... This person couldn't really have an affair with the city lord, right? Murong Youlian and Ye Lingyun looked at each other.
This can't help but surprise them. After all, since the establishment of Qingtian City, I have never heard of anyone killing someone in the city and still being alive.
Lu Mingfei was an accident, and Jormungandr was present at the time and did not dare to spread the news. Therefore, at least in the eyes of everyone in Qingshui Palace at this moment, Sun Haoran was the first person to break the rules and yet be able to stand here unharmed.
It can be said that it is unprecedented and unprecedented.
"I'm sorry for staining your floor! You won't let me pay for it, right?" Sun Haoran grinned and turned to apologize to the two of them, but the madness on his face made the two of them silent.
"No... I don't dare! What senior did is so satisfying! We have long been unhappy with this guy." Murong Youlian was covered in cold sweat for a while.
When Sun Haoran turned around, she saw those crazy golden eyes with a hint of red.
With Murong Youlian's knowledge, she certainly didn't know that this was actually the prototype of the legendary 'Fire Eyes and Golden Eyes' in the mythology of the upper world, so she naturally regarded this as the golden boy of the Dragon Clan.
In her opinion, this person is indeed inextricably linked to the dragon king, and is even a relationship that can make the king make an exception.
Of course she didn't dare to think too much about what the relationship was. All they knew was that Qingshui Palace must offer up the man in front of them, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Just this terrifying strength and the ability to ignore the rules in the city are enough. Who dares to mess with him!
? Tired of living?
"Let the disciples clean this place. Senior, please follow us in quickly. If anything happens, let's sit down and talk about it."
"Ah? Why is this so embarrassing?" Sun Haoran chuckled. He ignored the two of them and just dropped the stick with interest and leaned over to pick up the sword that he had smashed on the ground.
His hearing has always been very good, but he heard it just now. It was a spiritual weapon. So I'm a little curious about this sword.
Seeing that Sun Haoran seemed not to follow them into the mountain gate for the time being, Murong Youlian looked a little embarrassed.
She watched in horror as Sun Haoran dropped the wooden stick that fell to the ground. The moment the wooden stick fell to the ground, it seemed to be weathered and turned into powder.
In an instant, an ordinary wooden stick was forcibly raised to a level that could shatter a spiritual weapon. This method was simply unheard of in her humble cultivation.
Just now, she seemed to have felt a wave of spiritual power when Sun Haoran took action. It was a dark spiritual power visible to the naked eye.
No...is it really spiritual power? In this regard, Murong Youlian couldn't help but start to doubt. She had never heard of someone in the innate realm who could freely control spiritual power, and even turn it into physical manifestation... What realm was this man in?
If Sun Haoran heard this question, he would definitely say it was a good question. Why is it good? Because he himself also thinks about what kind of realm he is.
In fact, after hearing about the classification of cultivation levels in this world, he once thought that he should be in the innate realm.
Because his situation seems to be exactly in line with the situation of the innate realm, that is, most of the Qi in the body is just cultivated by ordinary people, and only a trace of other power enters the body, breaking away from the acquired and entering the innate.
However... this trace of his power is not spiritual power, but the 'power' derived from blood. So even Sun Haoran himself didn't know what state he was in.
If it is really an innate state, then is his innate state a little beyond the standard? It's really embarrassing.
And what Sun Haoran is most confused about doesn’t stop there. Because according to ordinary practice logic, after reaching the peak of a realm, your strength should be stuck there and unable to advance even an inch.
For example, if you reach the peak of Xiantian, no matter how strong you are, it is at best because of your outstanding talent. You can use the peak of Xiantian to transcend one or two smaller realms and fight with the Qi Refining Realm monks above.
But this is not the case for him at all. Let alone the Qi Refining realm, he feels that even if the Golden Core Yuanying comes, he can still defeat him.
The reason is simple, because he feels that there is no limit to his practice. Although his realm has not improved at all, his body is like an endless abyss that is completely unfilled. It is clear that he cannot improve his realm, but he can still absorb Qi continuously.
In other words, improving his realm may indeed make him qualitatively change, but his realm is not the main factor limiting his strength. Without improving his realm, he can still continue to become stronger.
The simple explanation is that there seems to be no such thing as a limiter on him. Even if the level does not improve, the value will continue to accumulate.
Of course, if he can improve his realm, then his strength will probably reach a higher level immediately, and when the energy he absorbs is turned into spiritual power, his strength will increase at a qualitative leap.
Therefore, if you want to accelerate the speed of becoming stronger, breaking through the realm seems to be an imminent matter. The cultivation method he now masters is only the Qi refining method entrusted to him by Zhang Chulan. Due to the limitations of that era, the peak of this cultivation method can only reach the peak of mortals, which is the innate peak of Sui Me.
If you want to make further breakthroughs, the cultivation of immortality is a must. I can't count on the high-grade Tianxian Jue for the time being, but it doesn't matter, I can change it later~ Anyway, I'll ask the girls here for advice first, and deal with emergencies.
"hey-hey……"
"Um...Senior...if you are interested in spiritual weapons, there are many military pavilions hidden inside the door. Can I take you to see them?" Seeing Sun Haoran staring at the broken sword in his hand with a silly smile on his face, he didn't know why. , Murong Youlian and others felt a chill on their backs.
Because they knew how could a powerful person like Sun Haoran be interested in a spiritual weapon like this in their sect?
This man must be thinking of something else terrible.
"Well, I'm indeed interested. Is it really okay?" Sun Haoran came back from his contemplation with a look of joy on his face.
"Thank you so much. I will protect you from now on!"
"Thank you... thank you, senior..." Although she didn't know whether Sun Haoran's words count, Murong Youlian could only laugh along with her.
"Senior, please come here..." Soon, under the leadership of Murong Youlian and Ye Lingyun, Sun Haoran arrived at the Hidden Soldier Pavilion of Qingshui Palace.
Just as Murong Youlian said, there are weapons of the same level as the sword he just shattered, but there are only a few of them.
"You call this a spiritual weapon?" Sun Haoran curled his lips and asked after weighing the fragments in his hand.
It was quite novel at first, but after careful observation, I found that it seemed like that. If this so-called spiritual weapon were placed in modern times, it would probably be an 'artifact' level thing.
Yes, this thing seems to be of the same grade as the stick the company lent him. But in this ancient era, it seems that it is just an ordinary monk. No...it seems that it is not something that ordinary monks can have. There seem to be only a few weak sects like this. Generally, monks who have to refine the Qi and build the foundation or above are qualified. Use it?
The stinky bitch before was obviously an exception, and she did not exert the power of this so-called spiritual weapon at all. Otherwise, if you wanted to break it with just a wooden stick, you might have to use more force.
"Well... it is indeed a spiritual weapon. This is a weapon refined by my human race. Naturally, it is not as good as the magic weapons refined by the monarchs of the dragon clan where my predecessors belong..." Murong Youlian said with some shame.
"Stop, stop, stop... what kind of spiritual weapon or magic weapon is it? I'm not sure. Can you explain it to me in detail?" Sun Haoran frowned slightly after hearing this, and urged impatiently.
He didn't care much about the other party mistaking him for being a dragon. Identity is meaningless to him, an outsider.
After all, this place is just an illusory world for him, created by that guy Lu Mingze.
It can be seen that the boy has seen a lot of it when he is bored, and he actually designed it to look like this.
Of course, it is also possible that this is indeed everything that boy has experienced, but it is just a world constructed in a way that is easy for him to understand so that he and Lu Mingfei can understand it.
This is indeed a good training ground. The experience accumulated here will not be wasted even if he returns to the original world. It is easy to re-cultivate when he reaches the realm. Just like the years he practiced in the wild forest, he recovered in only two or three years. His original strength, but in the following years, he continued to improve.
Unfortunately, it seems that the method was wrong from the beginning. Without the support of practicing skills, it is possible to become stronger, but the realm has not improved at all, and it almost drives oneself crazy.
The real gain outweighs the loss.
"Uh... Okay, senior is actually interested, so I'll tell you in detail..." Murong Youlian was slightly startled when he heard this, but he wasn't too surprised.
Because after all, there is a gap between the cultivation methods of non-human races such as dragons and monsters and humans. These so-called grade divisions, whether they are about cultivation or weapon levels, are actually for the convenience of human understanding. It's just a title.
It is normal for foreigners not to know much about this. In short, she has already assumed that Sun Haoran is an unborn powerful person from the Dragon Clan.
The most representative ones among the dragon clan are the Black King, the White King and the four monarchs. But in fact, they are representative because the Black King is the leader of the Dragon clan and the founder of the entire clan, and the White King is second only to her. The four great monarchs are the executors who control the mortal world, nothing more.
To put it simply, the four monarchs are just the four most representative figures of the dragon clan sent by the Black King to take charge of the world. Although they may be powerful, there are naturally other strong people in the dragon clan above the world.
No one knows who is stronger and who is weaker than the four great monarchs, but you must not think that only a few people in the Dragon Clan can see it. This is extremely stupid.
From Murong Youlian's point of view, Sun Haoran who appears here at this moment is obviously one of those unborn dragon masters, and maybe he is actually Lord Jörmungandr's Taoist companion outside the world.
It's just... Lord Jörmungandr's taste seems a bit... ahem... Why do you fall in love with such a slovenly and slovenly guy?
But this is no longer something she should worry about. The top priority right now is to ensnare this terrifying man in front of him.
Otherwise, if the other party is wrong, their Qingshui Palace may be gone!
