Chapter 112: Ten Days and Half Months of Painstaking Cultivation
A month has passed, and the two forces have already clashed for a month, and due to the defeat of the Western Emperor Longteng over the Northern King Huang Guangliu, he has lost a lot of troops and the talent of the general, which can be described as a great injury to his vitality.
Now in the face of Li Xiaoyao's 500,000 tigers and wolves, it is difficult to stop at all, the army is like a bamboo, and finally smashes the gate of Xijing City, and smashes the Yellow Dragon, Li Xiaoyao beheaded the Western Emperor Longteng, laid the victory of the war, and declared the domination of the world.
However, it is naturally not him Li Xiaoyao who ascended the throne and became the emperor, but his righteous son, the young man in red, Qianjue. The capital is Pingtian City, which is the closest to Zhongzhou, except that the land of Zhongzhou is not under the jurisdiction, Qingshan Wuyin and even Huangsha Gudu, there are people who govern it, but Qianjue, who has the world in mind, will naturally not let go of Zhongzhou's piece of fat, because he thinks that only by taking Zhongzhou can he be regarded as dominating the world. However, at this time, he didn't dare to act rashly, those two major sects were not easy to mess with. When the country is strong in other days, in the middle of the war, the two major sects will realize the grand wish of dominating the world.
Li Xiaoyao did not stay in Pingtian City to enjoy the glory and wealth, but returned to his Xiaoyao City to be a leisurely and chic wine fairy. For the time being, he will not ask about the ups and downs of the world, and when Lin Hao is qualified to go to the two major sects to regain the two swords, he will help one or two.
Lin Hao has never wasted half a minute of time these days, except for cultivation and cultivation, eating and sleeping, he has never stopped.
Qingyun Road on Fuji Mountain,Now has become the road for him to sharpen his kendo,The first day he walked to the top of the pass out,When he woke up,It's already the middle of the night,Accompanied by only the cold moonlight and the poignant night wind,Silently drilled into his heart. The bleak and cold bones were already scarred, and at this time, they stabbed him even more sharply.
But when he looked back at the road he had come, the blood was stained with red, the night wind passed through, and the moonlight was clear and cold, but although he was dying now, his blood was boiling, and he knew that the road to becoming a god would not happen overnight? How could he understand how beautiful the morning sun was without experiencing countless nights of cold and loneliness.
Night and day is his norm, perseverance is his determination, step by step to climb up, even if his legs have not obeyed the call, but the firm determination has never wavered, still as steady as Mount Tai, do not change the complexion. Unconsciously, half a month has passed, and his efforts have not been in vain, coupled with the fact that he is a gifted cultivation wizard, as well as supreme good exercises, his cultivation has made rapid progress, and now he has already broken through the shackles of the fourfold shackles of the god transformation realm, and has been promoted to the sixfold master of the god transformation realm. The emperor lives up to his heart, and he is such a talented person.
When Li Xiaoyao returned to Xiaoyao City, he was not too surprised when he saw Lin Hao's changes, but he was still a little relieved, and said in his heart that he was worthy of being a closed disciple of the old man's master. But this kind of thing who will not wake up, this person, will always experience some unforgettable things or be touched by something before this suddenly awakens, and these things are often inseparable from emotions, whether it is family affection or love, it is a person who will experience it, and it will naturally grow.
The night was still cold tonight, but the moonlight, which was far away from the pain of war, became much clearer, and there was a lot less smell of blood.
Looking at the bloodstains on the Qingyun Road, he was distressed and admired the perseverance of this child, who was as solid as a rock. He knows what this Qingyun Road means to people in the realm of transforming gods, just like walking in a hell full of wind and sand and evil ghosts, every step will inevitably have an extra wound on the body, every time you take a step, you will understand how difficult the next step is, the body is like a mountain, and the body is devastated by the yin and yang sword qi, people with a little will can walk one or two times, but like Lin Hao, who has walked for ten days and half a month in a row, and even has the perseverance to continue, that kind of will is really a little more stable than a rock, and it seems that it will be more intimate if it is not movingใ
Li Xiaoyao sighed, there are very few people in this world who are as free as him, there are countless people who carry the weight forward, and countless people fall halfway, and only a few people can reach the top. He was dressed in fluttering clothes, stepped on the bluestone slab steps, and couldn't help but think of his stubborn but didn't like to ask about the world's little junior brother, when he was young, his junior brother was also like the young man in front of him, stubborn, he climbed this Fuji Mountain for more than a year, and it was also from the realm of transforming gods, at first he only took two steps and was blown down by the sword wind, and then with his firm will, he climbed up step by step, and even sometimes fainted in the middle of the road, and still climbed the mountain when he woke up, day after day, until his skills grew and his will was stronger, and he climbed the 999 steps of this Qingyun Road, until he entered the destiny of heaven, he climbed the Qingyun Road with sword qi as if he were walking on the ground.
And the young man in front of him is only stronger than Gu Zongtang in terms of qualifications, but not weaker than Gu Zongtang, and even more so in terms of will. Li Xiaoyao greeted the moonlight, although the sword aura was vertical and horizontal along the way, he also walked lightly, he looked at the black-clothed young man who was walking the slope as he walked, his speed was very fast, and he soon came to Lin Hao's side.
Li Xiaoyao smiled and said, "That's how you came up with this evil place?"
Seeing Lin Hao working so hard, he naturally thought that Lin Hao was the only sword for the two major sects, because the second sword was the key to open the mortal realm, and if he wanted to get out, he had to get the second sword, and the second sword could only be mastered by people with yin and yang. There were originally three people in this realm who were burdened with yin and yang qi, and Gu Zongtang, a sword immortal who had been famous for a long time and didn't care about the world, was one of them, but his mission was not to recapture the Boer Sword and break through the boundary, but to prevent Lin Hao from the calamity, but now he was dead. As a closed disciple of the Yin and Yang Sword Venerable, Lin Hao originally also possessed the Yin and Yang Qi passed down by his master, but he fought completely in Gudu City and no longer existed. For the time being, the only monk in this world who bears the two qi of yin and yang is Gu Zongtang's only apprentice, which is Xiao Yuanxi. And this child with red lips and white teeth is also like his master, who doesn't like to kill, doesn't ask about worldly affairs, and naturally won't participate in Lin Hao's worldly affairs.
Faced with Li Xiaoyao's question, Lin Hao replied without hesitation, "Not only that. โ
Li Xiaoyao could see the resolute look on Lin Hao's face through the moonlight, and he also understood that the young man in front of him had grown up completely after all. Not only that, Li Xiaoyao also knows, referring to the powerless efforts in the face of the life and death of relatives, friends and lovers, his efforts are not only to live, but also to protect everything he wants.
Sure enough, only the buds that have experienced the wind and rain will bloom more brightly, regardless of spring, regardless of spring breeze, just because they want to bloom more beautifully.
Li Xiaoyao moved his gaze into the distance, it was a place where the moonlight was coldly reflected in the small river, sparkling, the sound of blue water and tide, he said flatly, "Don't do stupid things before entering the realm of destiny." โ
After speaking, Li Xiaoyao strode away, he had to go to see how his little nephew was doing now, whether he was happy or sad.
Lin Hao nodded in response and continued on his own path. Ren Youyue's clear light has nothing to do with him, still by the breeze, the road ahead is difficult, he does not change Lingyun's ambition, step through the clouds, and reach the top.
Li Yaoyao's departure, Lin Hao's continuation, all over the night. And the faint moonlight was still cold, and he began to set out on his own path again. He didn't know how long it would take to walk the 999-step Qingyun Road that was on this day, but he deeply understood that his goal was ahead, and his heart still did not change. His eyes were as firm as a rock, and his face was still resolute.
Although after ten days and a half months of continuous climbing, he continued to crawl and roll, and it was still extremely difficult for him to walk on this long road of green clouds. But there is definitely progress, and this so-called progress is to make him not so embarrassed after reaching the top.
The yin and yang sword qi on Qingyun Road was incomparable, and the night wind was like a cold knife, slashing at his body one by one, although he used his sword qi to resist, he still suffered a lot of scars. Now he no longer has the protection of yin and yang, and his strength is greatly reduced, it is better to move forward, he almost confessed here when he first reached the top, or Xiao Yuanxi rescued one or two, so he was able to tide over the difficulties.
He climbed up slowly and hard step by step, the cold moonlight sprinkled on the bluestone slab like frost, intertwined with the blood stains of the last climb, fearless, unfolded the sword domain, against this impenetrable yin and yang sword qi. But he was still a little powerless, and it backfired, and his body was already dyed with some bright red, but the black clothes he was wearing did not show it, but only he knew what the pain was.
Before you know it, the moon is sinking in the west. The stairs are coming to an end, and he is going to climb here, and he is brave.
When he took the last difficult step, there was a hole in his body, and the blood sprinkled on the bluestone slab like moonlight, exuding heat but fleeting. The black-clothed young man was like night, washed by the night wind, and he finally felt a lot more relaxed, and he was relieved in an instant. He sat on the ground, looked at the way he came, and thought to himself that this time he was much faster than the last time. I couldn't help but sigh with a mouthful of turbidity, and lay on his back, tonight the moon and stars are scarce, and the night wind blows through his body, some cold, some pain, but he has long been used to these.
Lin Hao got up and patted his buttocks, his feet almost couldn't stand, dragging his tired body, he went down the mountain again. The way down the mountain is unimpeded, just like the usual road, but the slope is a little steeper, but this is like a move for ordinary people to go down the steps, in Lin Hao's eyes at this time, it is a little difficult, he shook this heavy body like Mount Tai, staggered, walked down a stagger, every next step, he felt that his body was heavier.
There was no moon in the mountains, and the sky in the distance shone with white light, and the boy staggered along, never looking back.