"Second, nephew, don't you think your fighting style is too monotonous, and there is no way?"

didn't listen to anything else, but this sentence made Lin Hao's eyes light up.

"Elder Huang, Uncle Chen, what do you mean?"

"Xiao Lin, what about me, I was originally just a small Taoist priest of the Daomen, and after being expelled from the sect, by chance, I entered the cemetery of an immortal cultivator and obtained a inheritance called Tianjimen. ”

Huang Wenlu took a sip of tea and talked carefully: "Everyone is a cultivator, I won't hide these things from you, according to my inheritance memory, legend has it that in ancient times, this Tianji Gate was composed of cultivators who changed their lives against the sky, and it was not uncommon for the strong to change the fate of others." ”

"After obtaining the inheritance and opening up the first spirit pool, I felt that my future was limitless, and it was not until I walked out of the inheritance land that I knew that the spiritual veins of the earth had been depleted, and it was impossible for cultivators to survive and become stronger. ”

"The spiritual vein is the foundation of the earth's cultivators, generally speaking, as long as this planet is not destroyed, it will always radiate brilliance, and the spiritual vein is suddenly depleted, this matter is worth pondering. ”

"There are some things, Xiaolin, you shouldn't know, after leaving the inheritance land, I carefully flipped through the inheritance memory, and now, the spiritual veins are not naturally depleted at all, but have been artificially destroyed, and the purpose is unknown. ”

It was vandalized?!!

This sentence shocked Lin Hao's heart.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

Judging from the book of the strongest cultivators that he read in the Heavenly Court, Baili Han was the first, and he was almost going to level the Heavenly Court.

How great is this hatred? At the cost of dying, he would kill all those immortals in the Heavenly Court.

It was the time period of that great war, and the spiritual veins were not exhausted, but were artificially damaged.

Why should this person sabotage?

If you think about it carefully, without aura, cultivators can't survive, then, if there are no cultivators in the world, there will be no one to cultivate immortals, and Heaven can't replenish fresh blood, moreover, the Three Realms are closed, the miracles disappear, and the reality has been washed by time, will anyone know that there are immortals in this world?

No!

After thinking about it, I figured out why.

"The spiritual vein is difficult to destroy, but as long as it is damaged a little, it will lead to the entire depletion, I know from my memory that the last master of the Tianji Gate, at the last moment of the fall, used the last vitality to calculate the way to repair the spiritual vein. ”

"In what way?" Lin Hao asked.

"With the mending stone left by Nuwa in the world, we can repair the damaged spiritual vein, and the aura of the earth will gradually recover. ”

Huang Wenlu shook his head, "The world is so big, the Heaven Mending Stone may just be an ordinary stone without any breath, how can anyone find it?"

"I see. Lin Hao nodded.

Indeed, it is as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack to find an inconspicuous Rausch Stone, and basically, there is no hope.

So, let him continue to dry up, maybe even the martial artist may disappear into this world in the future.

Anyway, what is the matter with Lin Hao?

Being able to freely shuttle through the Three Realms, peep into the heavens and the earth, and have enough cultivation resources in your hands, is that enough, do you still need to manage so much?

There are no cultivators, and there is just no competition.

"Lao Huang, you digressed, I didn't ask you to say this. Chan Ka Fai reminded.

Huang Wenlu patted his head, "Oh yes, yes, I just remembered it, as soon as I said it just now, I just said it, you look at my head." ”

"Virtuous nephew, that's the case, Lao Huang, he doesn't know anything else, just opened the first spirit pool, and his strength is average, just a yellow-level martial artist can abuse him. Chen Jiahui's words are damaged

"Go, go, how do you speak. ”

Huang Wenlu blew his beard and glared, and hurriedly waved his old hand.

"Hahaha, the old man is explaining the facts, what's the matter? Are you still not convinced? Why don't we practice?" Chen Jiahui said with a smile.

Practice?

Well, with a spirit pool like Huang Wenlu, and he is not an immortal cultivator who is proficient in combat, a martial artist in the early stage of the Yellow Order can abuse at will, not to mention Chen Jiahui, a real ghost cultivator in the underworld.

"Ahem, that, what's so good about sparring, this old way is peace-loving. Huang Wenlu said.

Hearing this, even Lin Hao couldn't help but glance at him with contempt.

If you're afraid, you're afraid, and you have to find such a reason.

"Hahaha, cowardly!"

Chen Jiahui laughed three times and took a sip of tea.

The relationship between the two old men is really good, this old man looks like a master in the world in front of the public, and here, it is quite funny.

"Get down to business, get down to business. ”

Chen Jiahui waved his hand, "That's the case, virtuous nephew, when Lao Huang first obtained the inheritance of Tianji Gate, there were also a lot of laws for cultivating immortals, and the laws of our underworld are definitely not suitable for you, what Lao Huang has in his hands is the law of immortal cultivators, you can try." ”

"Really!"

Lin Hao's eyes lit up.

What he lacks most is strength, every time he fights, he can only use the other party to underestimate the enemy, and then defeat them with one move, making them lose confidence, in fact, Lin Hao knows very well that he is a paper tiger.

Just come to a Xuan rank and be able to abuse, it's no exaggeration.

There is no other way than a golden hoop stick.

"That's right, there are quite a few of these decisions, from low to high. ”

Huang Wenlu said, flipped his hand, and took out a palm-sized piece of green crystal transparent jade from his cuff.

"This is all the cultivation methods I got from the cemetery, except for the inheritance of the Heavenly Machine Gate. ”

Placing the jade on the table, handing it to Lin Hao, he continued, "Although the things in it are all imprinted in my mind, I have never cultivated any of them. ”

As a result, the jade is cold to the hand, and there is a faint aura running in it.

"Elder Huang, why don't you practice?" Lin Hao raised his head and asked.

"Hahaha, with the strength of my spirit pool, use a few of the weakest spells, for example, a small palm thunder will consume half of the aura, and it will take me a year or two to make up for these consumed aura. ”

The aura of the earth is so thin.

Using the spirit stone, Lin Hao could recover the two spirit pools in his body in half an hour, while Huang Wenlu, consuming half the spirit pool's spiritual energy, it would take a year or two to make it up.

Well, this degree, it's not slow, it's very slow, and it's no wonder that those immortal cultivators can't survive.

Cultivators go against the sky, and in the absence of aura, even if they have enough longevity, they will die due to physical aging.

However, in Lin Hao, there is no need to worry about the lack of aura.

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