Before the words fell, in those raindrops, countless illusory pictures appeared from them, and there seemed to be a magic power, which made Nangong Hao's consciousness gradually blurred.

It seemed that at this moment, everything in front of him slowed down, and there seemed to be a murmur in his ears.

The bursts of murmuring were very subtle, and the sound was ethereal, as if it came from far away, which made it difficult to hear, but Nangong Hao seemed to have a feeling that if he didn't hear this voice clearly, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

"It's ...... What sound?" Nangong Hao was puzzled, and the murmuring in his ears was still echoing.

At this time, in front of Nangong Hao's eyes, a figure gradually disappeared, and his sight was filled with droplets of torrential rain, completely covering everything he could see.

In those droplets, the illusory pictures gradually condensed, and those pictures turned out to be his own minutes and seconds in the Daqing Dynasty, days and nights in Tianshan Tiancun, and also included all the experiences after coming to the Demon Heavenly Sect......

Especially the hardships of these days, Nangong Hao's eyes flashed like a picture.

Seeing that others rescued him again and again, he was able to save his life, and even someone died because of him, Nangong Hao couldn't help laughing.

But the smile was bitter, with some self-reproach, with some ridicule.

His character is like this, unless it is not life-threatening, he will never take it lightly. Although there are one or two impulses occasionally, it is also because there are still emerald green droplets in his hands that are the most guaranteed, but it is true that nothing can be done just by relying on the cultivation of the Condensation Realm.

"What is your path?"

"What's your path!"

At this moment, the voice in Nangong Hao's ears became clear at this moment, constantly lingering and reverberating, and the voice continued to expand, as if questioning Nangong Hao, but just such a sentence roared in his ears.

Under this voice, Nangong Hao's eyes gradually became confused, as if he was thinking, and there was a little struggle on his face.

However, his dantian trembled violently, without the interference of the power of heaven and earth, the Five Elements Spirit Base did not stop it, and it was helping the condensation of the sea of spiritual energy.

As these pictures flashed, Nangong Hao's breathing gradually became rapid, but his eyes were still blank, and he seemed to be still thinking about the words in his ear.

But the sea of aura in the body was already roaring and cheering, and all the aura began to boil constantly.

In the center of the sea of spiritual energy, an extremely extraordinary aura suddenly erupted, like a medium, communicating the last few wisps of spiritual energy, and forcibly merging into the spiritual qi long knife.

Finally, the first step to promote the spirit pattern is completed!

A snow-white long knife floated up, trembling slightly beside the Five Elements Spirit Base.

An astonishing momentum erupted from Nangong Hao's body, and the rich spatial power spread to the surroundings, causing the surrounding space to be slightly distorted.

The weak multicolored light of the Five Elements Spirit Base descended, making the long knife completely stable, and also allowing it to be completely controlled by Nangong Hao, as if it only needed Nangong Hao to gently swipe it to carve the first spirit pattern in the dantian.

But at the same time, it also attracted a stronger repulsion, as if there was a scream, wanting to do his best to prevent Nangong Hao from carving this spirit pattern.

Yizi suddenly felt that the pressure had dropped sharply, and the forces of heaven and earth that were fighting against him also changed direction and headed straight towards the sky.

In the entire sky, a huge whirlpool appeared, constantly spreading, and the whirlpool was so big that it made a lot of changes in the face of the group, and he gasped.

All the aura of Changtian Peak surged towards that whirlpool, turning into a thick big hand and slapping it fiercely in the direction of Nangong Hao.

The earth on the top of the mountain is not broken, and there are large thorns spreading up below, growing wildly in the direction of Nangong Hao, with craggy spikes, wanting to tear Nangong Hao to pieces.

Those collapsed wine jar fragments also seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and they all took off into the air, surrounded Nangong Hao, and stabbed violently.

The clothes on Nangong Hao's body also seemed to be manipulated, like a giant python, which actually wrapped around Nangong Hao's body and rolled up to his neck.

All things without spiritual wisdom swept towards Nangong Hao under the power of heaven and earth, and crossed a barrier, wanting to kill Nangong Hao.

"My life was given by Wang Tianqi, and Wang Tianqi's enlightenment grace happened to be reported together today, and several of my disciples are also on the right track, and their achievements in the future will be extraordinary, and they will die without regrets. Yizi muttered to himself, and looked at Nangong Hao's gaze more amiably.

He is a rain spirit, and most of his spells are not for combat. As he himself said, in this rain, he can let people touch their hearts and pursue their own deep paths.

"The spirit pattern that allows heaven and earth to be exterminated with all their might...... Let the teacher take a final look at what kind of extraordinary path you will choose after you reach the Spirit Pattern. Yizi sat down cross-legged, sealed his hands, and drew a circle on the top of Nangong Hao's head, and his body also turned into a large area of mist, floating into that circle, making the rainstorm even more violent.

All the raindrops blocked all the crises in all directions, and even the clothes on Nangong Hao's body made him completely restore his original state.

But the color of the rain is gradually turning blood red!

Nangong Hao didn't notice all this, his eyes were still blank now, and the long knife of the dantian aura was still suspended above the sea of aura, waiting for Nangong Hao's control.

"What is my path?" Nangong Hao whispered in his heart, still thinking about it, unable to think through it.

But as soon as these words came out, the light of his dantian's aura long knife flashed, and it gradually dimmed, as if it also represented Nangong Hao's current thoughts, which were extremely unstable.

At this time, the voice in his ear also changed, as if he was answering Nangong Hao's words, and said sonorously: "This aura is extraordinary, your path is in this aura!"

"Is the space aura...... I have always believed that only by saving my life can I have the opportunity to continuously improve my cultivation, and if I stay in the green mountains, I will not be afraid of running out of firewood. No matter how big the revenge is, as long as you save your life, you will definitely be able to avenge it in the future...... Even now, I still do. Nangong Hao muttered to himself, gradually calming down.

"Carve the spirit pattern with this long knife and promote the spirit pattern with the power of space, and you will become even more powerful...... You will be extraordinary, no one will be able to kill you, and you will be able to take revenge!"

This voice echoed, and a long sword of spiritual energy immediately appeared in front of Nangong Hao's eyes, hovering in front of him, as if waiting for his summons, waiting for him to use his first spiritual pattern at this moment.

The rich power of space wrapped everything in front of Nangong Hao's eyes, and everything in front of him changed again, as if he was already in the void, only endless darkness spread, but Nangong Hao sat in it, it seemed that as long as the long knife cut through the darkness in front of him, he could obtain the most powerful power.

"If I use this spatial aura to carve the spirit pattern......" Nangong Hao Zheng said, as there seemed to be raindrops falling on his shoulders, ticking and ticking, drenching his whole body.

Nangong Hao turned his head, but what he saw was blood-red rain, from the rain, he felt a breath, mixed with all kinds of wine aromas, but extremely weak, outside of those rains, there seemed to be a strong squeeze, a strong force was about to move, coming from the darkness, making Nangong Hao hesitate.

"During this time, it seems that too many people have given too much because of me. Although under the inducement of the voice in his ears, Nangong Hao subconsciously wanted to touch the long knife, but in the end he withdrew his hand, looked at the endless darkness in front of him, and muttered to himself.

In his mind, Wang Tianqi's desperate figure resurfaced again, and there were even the past of the Daqing Dynasty buried deep in his heart, which also surfaced one by one, he remembered the days of starvation and cold, and remembered the despair of his companions who used to beg together, starving to death by his side.

He refining his soul is to save his life and allow himself to live. He knew the preciousness of life, even when he reached the Condensation Qi Realm, he had never killed a person, and he also found that since this period of time, there would be people who have continued to pay for him, Wang Tianqi, Yang Yunxi, Yiyizi, Tiancun people, etc., but with his current strength, he can't repay a cent.

At this moment, Nangong Hao could feel that the rain above his head was a piece, and if he used this long knife to carve the spirit pattern, it would be ...... Definitely going to die!

"Maybe he is trying to repay the favor of Uncle Wang, but he is now my master! I do want to be strong, but the price of being strong is the death of my master...... There are many powerful methods, if you want to use the life of the master to exchange for my spirit pattern, then I would rather not have this spirit pattern. Nangong Hao's eyes were firm, his expression was indifferent, he didn't have his usual greed for life and fear of death, and after a moment of silence, he had already made a decision.

This kind of expression is exactly the same as when he helped Yang Yunxi block Liu Hanwei's blow, and even a little crazy.

Nangong Hao stretched out his hand, without any hesitation, and pointed at the aura long knife in front of him.

Nangong Hao snorted, and the qi and blood all over his body instantly withered, and the immediate aura long knife began to dissipate as if it had been reversed, and it turned into aura again but did not return to the dantian, but returned to heaven and earth.

The sea of spiritual energy also lost a lot of spirituality with the collapse of the snow-white long knife, and the body seemed to be a little unbearable, and it was constantly trembling.

The endless darkness around him shattered, and the scene of Changtian Peak reappeared, and those heaven and earth powers, thorn vines also disappeared without a trace, and everything around him seemed to return to its original state.

But the blood rain above his head was still falling, and a phantom gradually appeared in front of Nangong Hao.

"Confused, confused! How can this spirit pattern give up!" That phantom is just one, he is extremely weak at the moment, with the continuous fall of the blood rain, this phantom is gradually blurred, but seeing Nangong Hao choose to give up this space spirit pattern, he also frowned, and he was a little dissatisfied with Nangong Hao giving up this spirit pattern.

Looking at this appearance, Nangong Hao smiled at the moment, smiling very happily, at this moment Nangong Hao seemed to have some enlightenment, there seemed to be a broad road in front of him, and he couldn't see the end.