The Desert Star Sword was quickly ready. As a martial arts idiot who has cultivated martial arts since childhood, his comprehension of improving the level of martial arts cultivation is dozens of times higher than that of Xue Zizhen, and Ling Hao only said the requirements succinctly, and he has already comprehended and done so, and even made some adjustments in the state of some meridians according to his own understanding.

The whole process went exceptionally well.

At this moment, Ling Hao is no longer in the state he was in when he just woke up. Although less than a month has passed, his perception of the way of medicine has reached a new level with the improvement of medical intelligence.

Mo said that the Desert Star Sword was already a martial arts cultivator at the early stage of the Golden Stage, but now it was not difficult for Ling Hao to upgrade a martial cultivator who had just entered the early stage of Silver to the peak level of the Golden Peak!

It's like a surgeon who has been operating for many years dealing with a trivial traumatic injury, or an old doctor who has been hanging for decades to treat a little cold and flu at his fingertips.

It was only at this moment that Ling Hao deeply understood why the medical family was able to contain those martial cultivators who had the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth, instead of being devoured by them!

From the golden early stage to the first stage of the king in one fell swoop, the whole process has to go through unimaginable and unbearable pain for ordinary people.

However, these pains didn't seem to be worth mentioning at all for the Desert Star Sword.

In his life, only the improvement of the level of martial arts is the king!

In his eyes, only the strength of martial arts cultivation is the most convincing foundation!

Ling Hao's miraculous medical skills, combined with the belief that the Desert Star Sword could do anything to improve the level of martial arts, turned out to be a seamless pair.

According to Ling Hao's estimate, raising the Desert Star Sword's martial arts cultivation level to the early stage of the king in one fell swoop had already reached the limit that a martial cultivator's body could bear, because he had no intention of exerting his potential with all his might.

Who knew that when he used the technique of Fuxi Nine Needles to inject those hundreds of thousands of years of herb spirits into the Eight Veins of the Desert Star Sword and help him absorb it, the performance of the Desert Star Sword was greatly beyond his expectations!

"I feel a little worse, can I get a little worse? I think I can still bear it!" Desert Xingjian gritted his teeth and said resolutely.

Ling Hao's face moved slightly, and he was also shocked in his heart.

After a moment of thought, he slowly raised his right hand again, which was holding the bone needle.

"Next, I will gradually increase the pressure on your body in nine times to force out the true potential in your body, and if you can't bear it, you snort!"

Ling Hao solemnly admonished.

Then, without hesitation, he mobilized the thousand-year-old herb spirit in the Shennong Sutra in his body, and once again injected the nine needles of Fuxi into the meridians of the Desert Star Sword.

As soon as Ling Hao withdrew his hand, the Desert Star Sword immediately twitched in pain, and a trace of silk was already oozing from his forehead

Sweat stains are no longer as easy as just now.

Without the slightest pause, Ling Hao once again mobilized the spirit of the 10,000-year-old herbs in his body, and also injected it into the body of the Desert Star Sword with the Fuxi Nine Needle Technique.

Mo Xingjian's whole body trembled violently, and the meridians around his body were faintly bulging. Not only on his forehead, but also on his back, dense beads of sweat began to emerge.

Ling Hao saw that he had done it twice, and the Moxing Sword had actually survived, and he didn't snort, and his heart suddenly admired him.

While secretly praising the strong physique of the Desert Star Sword and this belief like fine iron, the original doubts also disappeared, but he was a little more sure.

As a doctor, Ling Hao has always adhered to the most basic medical principles, and he will never delay the treatment of diseases that can be eliminated as soon as possible.

However, on the other hand, as a healer who wants to make a breakthrough or even reach the pinnacle in medicine, Ling Hao is now equally eager to encounter some challenging things in order to test his true potential.

After all, since he obtained the soul of the kiwifruit and completed the Heavenly Thunder Quenching Body, although the uncontrollable overlord qi posed a great threat to his body and even his life, the medical intelligence directly soared to more than 12,000 points, but it was real, and there was no water at all.

This can be confirmed simply by the fact that he can now drive and control all the medicinal herb spirits within 500,000 years of the Shennong Sutra.

And now, the Desert Star Sword, which is different from ordinary people, and even different from the physique and belief of martial cultivators, has given Ling Hao this excellent opportunity!

At this moment, Ling Hao made a bold decision, that is, to devote all his strength to see what level he could raise the cultivation level of the Desert Star Sword to!

The first stage of the king, the middle stage of the king, or a higher level?

Faintly, Ling Hao had a trace of expectation in his heart.

Seeing that the Desert Star Sword was still gritting his teeth and insisting, the bone needle in Ling Hao's hand once again pierced into his meridian points without hesitation.

But this time, Ling Hao mobilized the spirit of medicinal herbs within 100,000 years in his body.

Mo Xingjian's body began to tremble violently, and bean-sized drops of sweat were dripping like beads.

The muscles all over his body burst out, and the whole person seemed to swell in a circle.

However, the Desert Star Sword still gritted its teeth and held on, without making the slightest sound.

Ling Hao wiped the fine sweat that had unconsciously oozing from his forehead with his left hand, took a deep breath, and adjusted his mind.

The bone needle once again pierced into the body of the Desert Star Sword.

This time, the spirit of the herb was driven by a year of 200,000.

The reason why he didn't directly inject the 500,000-year-old herb spirit into the body of the Desert Star Sword at one time was because Ling Hao was also worried that he would not be able to withstand this kind of medicinal stone qi that was close to the desolation and would die violently!

Desert Star Sword's hands clutched the marble floor in pain, as if

Gripping the dirt. The incomparably hard marble was directly pinched into dust by him!

The meridians around the body, along with those capillaries, also began to stand out, and the body was already wrapped in a circle of water vapor.

One of the steel teeth of the Desert Star Sword rattled, and a pair of eyes had turned red.

The whole person is like a beast that has lost its mind, and it will jump up at any time and destroy the whole world!

It's like a steel ball filled with high-pressure gas, which may explode at any time, and blow up the entire universe into dust!

Ling Hao looked at the Desert Star Sword that was struggling to support, a trace of hesitation flashed in his heart, and his right hand holding the bone needle was raised in the air, but it was difficult to stab it again.

"Go on, I'...... Can you still ...... Bear it!"

Almost gritting his teeth, the Desert Star Sword shouted these words hoarsely from the depths of his throat.

Ling Hao was moved.

Slightly calmed, his trembling right hand settled down again.

The 250,000-year-old spirit of medicinal herbs once again entered the body of the Desert Star Sword with the piercing of the bone needle, impacting every meridian and every acupuncture point around him.

Among the seven orifices of the Desert Star Sword, blood had begun to ooze.

"Ah......h

An earth-shattering roar of ghosts and gods finally came out of the mouth of the Desert Star Sword.

Following him, his whole person ejected like a rocket, directly breaking through the three-story villa and rushing into the air dozens of meters in the air.

A chilling kingly aura instantly emanated from the sky above the Xue family's compound, quickly permeating the entire East China Sea.

After a long time, the Desert Star Sword slowly fell from the sky.

The figure flickered, and it had already flashed in front of Ling Hao.

The king's aura just now has already been put away, and at a glance, he looks like an ordinary person.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a qualified test subject!"

Mo Xingjian looked at Ling Hao, who was full of excitement, but said this.

"Back to the basics of the king half-step peak level, you are much stronger than I imagined! Congratulations!"

Ling Hao smiled knowingly.

"Until I reach the peak level of the true king, I will be your shadow, okay?"

Mo Xingjian also smiled, and then said solemnly.

"As long as you don't feel wronged, I don't mind having such a shadow, at least I can pull you to drink some wine when you're bored!"

Ling Hao touched the tip of his nose and joked.

In a burst of hearty laughter, two figures suddenly floated up from the Xue family's compound and slashed towards a corner like lightning.

At the same moment, the old man of the Xue family, who was just about to enter the cultivation, was shocked by this sudden aura, and after being stunned for a moment, he muttered to himself: "It's strange, besides the Xue family, there will be other king-level martial cultivators in the East China Sea?"

(End of chapter)

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