This made Zhang Hao couldn't help but be stunned, you must know that the liquefaction of the true yuan is a sign of breaking through the realm of the Purple Mansion.

And Zhang Hao is still only in the middle stage of foundation building, and he has not even stepped into the late stage of foundation building, why is there a phenomenon of true yuan liquefaction that only appeared when the foundation building successfully stepped into the Purple Mansion for cultivation?

Zhang Hao can only attribute all this to the cultivation of Hongmeng Immortal Technique, which brings the biggest difference between Zhang Hao's cultivation and other monks, that is, the true yuan in Zhang Hao's body is much stronger than that of monks of the same level.

Zhang Hao is still only the sixth layer of the foundation, but he is already the peak of the sixth layer of the foundation, and he will soon break through to the seventh layer of the foundation.

Although there is only a small difference between the seventh layer of foundation building and the sixth layer of foundation building, it is essentially from the middle stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building.

Zhang Hao is still only in the middle stage of foundation building, but he can kill the foundation building in seconds, if he breaks through to the late stage of foundation building, then I am afraid that the monks in the early stage of the Purple Mansion will not be able to help him.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Hao didn't bother with the problem of true yuan liquefaction anymore.

He knew that the liquefaction of the true element was not a bad thing, but on the contrary, the liquefied true element was more refined, and the power would be stronger when casting spells.

This time, it took Zhang Hao another half a month to move from the peak of the sixth layer of the foundation to the seventh layer of the foundation.

Entering the late stage of foundation building, Zhang Hao clearly felt that his strength had improved to a new level again, and now he even faintly wanted to find a monk in the early stage of the Purple Mansion to practice his hands.

But this is just Zhang Hao's idea, this time in the small spirit pool, he spent a total of a month.

The contribution value in his jade card is only 400 points.

Four hundred contribution points can also support Zhang Hao's cultivation for ten days, but Zhang Hao obviously doesn't plan to continue cultivating.

He felt that the effect of cultivating in the small spirit pool was not as obvious as it was at the beginning.

For example, this time, it only took him half a month to break through from the fifth layer of the foundation to the peak of the sixth layer of the foundation, but it also took half a month to break through from the peak of the sixth layer of the foundation to the seventh layer of the foundation.

The speed dropped significantly, which made Zhang Hao a little dissatisfied.

If others knew that Zhang Hao had only spent a month breaking through from the fifth layer of foundation building to the seventh layer of foundation building, and they were not satisfied with this cultivation speed, they would definitely have to vomit blood in anger.

Zhang Hao displayed the cultivation on the fourth floor of the foundation, and then left the Xiaoling Pond, and just after getting off the Xiaoling Mountain, he met a familiar woman.

This woman also happened to see Zhang Hao when Zhang Hao saw her, and suddenly her eyes shot out like fire.

This person is Yu Ning, and judging from her appearance, she has just cultivated from Xiaoling Mountain.

"Is it you?" Yu Ning looked at Zhang Hao resentfully, and snorted coldly in his nose.

Zhang Hao didn't pay attention to Yu Ning, a high-flying and domineering daughter, and she would not be looked at by him.

Seeing Zhang Hao Juli and her walking away directly, Yu Ning was even more angry, and roared: "Zhang Hao, you stop for me!"

Zhang Hao still ignored her, but sped up.

Yu Ning was ashamed and annoyed, Zhang Hao completely ignored her existence.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go and get him back for me!"

Yu Ning roared at the two middle-aged men beside him.

Of these two men, one of them was a cultivator of the ninth layer of the foundation, and the other was a cultivator in the early stage of the Purple Mansion.

Hearing Yu Ning's roar, the faces of both of them changed slightly.

The monk from the early stage of the Purple Mansion glanced at the monk on the ninth floor of the foundation, who nodded slightly, and then rushed out.

A moment later, the ninth-level monk stood in front of Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao stared coldly at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, this fellow Daoist, my young lady invited you over. ”

This ninth-layer foundation building monk said to Zhang Hao with an expression on his face, it seemed that as soon as Zhang Hao didn't agree, he would make a move at any time.

"Get out!" Zhang Hao shouted indifferently.

The monk who had built the ninth layer of the foundation was immediately furious, and the monk in front of him who was in the middle of the foundation building actually dared to tell him to leave!

"I'm just doing things for people, why are you looking for death?" The monk who had built the ninth layer of the foundation sneered, and a big hand that emitted black light shrouded Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but sneer, this monk who built the ninth layer of the foundation was so big that he dared to catch himself with his bare hands.

"Huh!"

Zhang Hao also slapped out one hand, facing the palm of the ninth-layer monk of the foundation building.

Seeing that Zhang Hao actually dared to clash head-on with him, the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

But in the next second, his face became extremely miserable.

The two palms collided in the air, and under the collision of the true yuan, a loud sound exploded, along with the entire arm of the ninth-layer cultivator.

The foundation building monk hurriedly retreated a few feet, and then he barely stood firm, and his face was dotted with countless tiny blood-colored red dots by the blood mist.

His face was extremely pale, and he couldn't imagine that he would lose an entire arm in a collision with the monk who had built the fourth layer of the foundation.

His arm was directly blasted into pieces by Zhang Hao with True Yuan, and there was no way to connect it at all, unless he could find the peerless elixir of the flesh and bones of the living and dead.

But this elixir is so rare, even if he can see it, it will not be his turn to be a small foundation building monk.

Not far away, the monk from the early stage of the Purple Mansion and Yu Ning also stood in shock.

Especially Yu Ning, he knew Zhang Hao's strength, the last time he was in Fang City, Zhang Hao was only equivalent to the strength of the middle stage of foundation building, at most it was only equivalent to the seventh or eighth layer of foundation building......

But how long has it been?

He actually slapped off the palm of a ninth-layer monk who built a foundation.

Although Yu Ning is arrogant and rude, it does not mean that she is stupid.

Zhang Hao's potential and talent were enough to make her feel scared.

Zhang Hao ignored Yu Ning and the monk in the early stage of the Purple Mansion, and returned directly to Tai'a Peak.

Zhang Hao returned to Tai'a Feng and began to refine the pills, there were very few pills left in his body, and he broke through to the late stage of foundation building, and he needed more pills to assist in cultivation.

After Zhang Hao refined the three furnaces of Juyuan Dan, he began to refine the Condensate Pill.

Juyuan Dan is an elixir for foundation building monks to improve their cultivation, and it belongs to the second-grade elixir, and Zhang Hao is completely sure.

However, the condensate pill is the pill used by the foundation building monks to break through to the realm of the Purple Mansion, and it belongs to the three-grade elixir, and even because of the medicinal properties, the difficulty of refining the condensate pill is a few points more difficult than that of the ordinary three-grade elixir.

Fortunately, after Zhang Hao swallowed several Ning Zhen Pills that replenished the True Yuan in a row, he finally succeeded in refining the first furnace of Condensation Liquid Pills.

A furnace of condensate pills, a total of twelve.

Zhang Hao was sure that if the news of his refining of this furnace of condensation pills spread, I am afraid that in less than half a month, he would become a hot figure in the Sword Washing Sect and even the entire Nanfeng Prefecture.

The third-grade spirit pill master, looking at the entire Nanfeng Prefecture, is a very scarce existence, even rarer than the peak monks of the Purple Mansion.

It took Zhang Hao seven days to refine Juyuan Dan and Condensing Liquid Pill, and when Zhang Hao was out of the customs, Song Xuening told him that Nian had come to look for him, but he didn't bother when he saw that he was in retreat.

But Nian Ci left a message, asking Zhang Hao to go to Tai'a Hall to find him as soon as he got out.

When Zhang Hao came to the Tai'a Palace, he was on the main hall and was observing a landscape painting.

Nian is very serious, and his eyes slowly sweep every inch of the landscape painting, for fear of missing the slightest.

So serious that Zhang Hao didn't notice when he entered the main hall.

Or maybe he has already noticed it, but he doesn't want to stop observing the landscape painting.

Zhang Hao saw that Nian was so obsessed with this landscape painting, and he couldn't help but take a look.

As soon as he saw this landscape painting, Zhang Hao was sure that it was not an ordinary thing, the landscape in the painting was vivid and vivid, and every grass and tree seemed to appear vividly in front of him.

This is a landscape painting that contains morality, and it is definitely from the hands of a monk who has cultivated very highly.

Knowing this, Zhang Hao naturally knows why he is so immersed in the artistic conception of landscape painting every year.

This is the rhyme of the year.

Zhang Hao did not bother the year, but he did not continue to observe the landscape painting, although this landscape painting contains Taoist rhyme, but for him, it is too shallow.

After a long time of incense, Nian Ci reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and took a long breath, and between his eyes, he seemed to have an understanding.

"Zhang Hao, you've been waiting for a long time!" Nian Ci seemed to be in a good mood.

"This is what a disciple should be!" Zhang Hao replied.

Nian Ci smiled faintly, pointed to the landscape painting in front of him, and asked, "What do you think of this painting?"

Zhang Hao was silent for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly, and said, "Peak Lord, are you asking me to tell the truth or tell lies." ”

"Naturally, it's the truth, what I don't like the most is to cheat!"

Zhang Hao bowed slightly, his eyes fell on the landscape painting, and after a slight sigh, he said: "This painting, the painting is exquisite, the lines are elegant, the rigidity and softness are combined, the color and layout are very reasonable, it can be called a masterpiece." ”

"Haha...... I didn't think you really knew about landscape painting!" Nian Ci stroked his beard and smiled: "You are right, but you have only seen the surface of this painting, and what you know about painting is only the surface." You only see how beautiful the brush and ink and style of this painting are, but you can't see the profound artistic conception in it. ”

"This painting ...... The artistic conception is far-reaching, and the aftertaste is endless. And the hidden Dao rhyme, for cultivators like us, it is completely superb. Therefore, this painting is completely insulted to it by the word 'good product'. ”

Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, he naturally understood the meaning of the gods, although the painting in front of him was good, there was still a gap of 108,000 miles from the gods.

However, Zhang Hao naturally won't say it, and he doesn't need to explain to Nian Ci what is a real masterpiece, because from another angle, Zhang Hao stands in this cultivation realm of Nianci, and has no memory of the Immortal Emperor, and he will definitely regard this painting as a rare masterpiece.

Zhang Hao didn't want to say anything, but the trace of disdain he inadvertently revealed just now was captured by Nian Ci.

"Don't you agree with my point of view?" asked Nian Ci, looking at Zhang Hao with some displeasure.