Wu Hao's current cultivation has broken through to the level of the Supreme Venerable, and after reaching this level, the requirements for perception and state of mind are also surprisingly high, and it is by no means something that can be achieved simply by absorbing energy and the power of Dao thoughts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's more about perception.

When Mo Cheng heard Wu Hao's words, he was slightly surprised in his heart.

The level of perception that needs to be perceived...... What grade exactly?

He couldn't see the cultivation level on Wu Hao's body clearly for a long time, and the only feeling was that it was unfathomable, completely beyond all the cultivation powerhouses he had seen before!

Including when he was going to fight against the Three Realms before, the aura he sensed from those Three Realm powerhouses, as well as the aura he sensed from the Demon Realm powerhouses, were not as strong as Wu Hao's!

is worthy of being a strong man sent to the Demon Realm by the Three Realms, I am afraid that he already has the cultivation of Tianzun, Mo Cheng thought to himself.

Tianzun ...... Soar above the levels!

Mo Cheng thought to himself that he might never be able to reach that level.

The two of them walked one after the other and walked to the deadwood village.

"Today, you use your identity." Mo Cheng stood at the entrance of the village and smiled at Wu Hao.

Wu Hao raised his eyebrows when he heard this, thought for a moment, and then nodded with a smile.

He appeared in Deadwood Village before, all as Mo Cheng, mainly to arouse the suspicion of the villagers of Deadwood Village, so as to report to the warriors.

But now, since Mo Cheng let him appear in Deadwood Village as himself, it proves that he has completely accepted Wu Hao, and he also believes that Deadwood Village will also accept Wu Hao.

Wu Hao naturally knew what Mo Cheng was thinking, he smiled slightly, the cultivation aura on his body changed slightly, and he soon became like an ordinary person from the Demon Realm, and the trace of aura emanating from his body was also the breath of the Demon Realm, and there was no breath in the Three Realms for a long time.

Mo Cheng was a little surprised after seeing it, but soon it was suddenly realized.

With Wu Hao's strong cultivation, it was too simple to disguise his aura.

Smiling at each other, the two of them walked along the streets of Deadwood Village towards their quarters.

"Master Mo Cheng is early!"

"Good morning, Master Mo Cheng!"

"Master Mo Cheng is early, huh? Who is Master Mo Cheng? ”

“……”

Because Wu Hao and Mo Cheng walked side by side, they quickly attracted the attention of the villagers, and when they greeted each other, they were still asking Wu Hao one after another.

"This is my friend who was out there before, and came to visit me in the village." Mo Cheng smiled and introduced to the villagers.

Wu Hao smiled slightly when he heard this, and smiled at the villagers: "I like the cleanliness and tranquility here, so I only stayed for a few days, and I took the liberty of it." ”

"Nothing, everything!"

"Welcome!"

"Say whatever you need!"

“……”

The villagers of Deadwood Village are very enthusiastic, and no one thinks of the powerhouses of the Three Realms, one is that Wu Hao is not as terrifying as the powerhouses of the Three Realms said by the Demon Realm warriors, and the other is that Wu Hao is a friend of Master Mo Cheng, so they naturally have no need to be suspicious.

Wu Hao smiled and responded to the enthusiastic villagers one by one.

He allowed himself to relax completely, feeling these earthly fireworks that he had rarely touched since he had practiced.

The so-called cultivation is the road to becoming immortals.

At the beginning, he walked in thousands of rivers and mountains, and walked through fairyland everywhere.

But he rarely stays quietly in the mortal world, just like he is a mortal, and feels the joy of mortal life.

This kind of deficiency cannot be said or discovered, but can only be discovered when you are truly in the midst of mortals and begin to feel it.

Wu Hao followed the enthusiastic villagers into the village, always with a smile on his lips.

He was already very familiar with these villagers, but he was familiar with them as Mo Cheng.

Xiaohu's father invited him to hunt, and Xiaobao's father invited him to go treasure hunting......

Wu Hao didn't refuse, and agreed to come down one by one.

The hunting and hunting were all small demonic beasts from the other direction of the dead wood forest, and those demonic beasts had not cultivated, just like pheasants and hares in the mortal world.

Wu Hao never used a trace of cultivation and divine sense, he put on an animal skin shirt, held the bow and arrow given by Xiaohu's father in his hand, and then carefully followed Xiaohu's father's side, looking for prey.

Feel the feeling of hunting.

Half a day passed.

Wu Hao and Xiaohu's father took the prey, returned to Xiaohu's house, and then helped Xiaohu's father chop wood for the fire and make a delicious game feast.

After dinner, Wu Hao sat at the gate of the courtyard of Xiaohu's father's house, listening to Xiaohu's father tell some interesting stories about his hunting and some interesting things he encountered in the village.

Truth be told, those are trivialities.

However, it is precisely because of those little things that life has become no longer monotonous and has become a little flavorful.

Wu Hao kept these feelings in his heart, and he didn't think that these feelings would be beneficial to his cultivation, that is, he remembered very naturally, and completely regarded himself as an ordinary villager.

Early the next morning, Wu Hao accepted Xiaobao's father's invitation and headed towards Montenegro, east of the village.

Xiaohu's father said that in Montenegro, there are many treasures that have been buried in the years.

If you can find a treasure, you can either sell it or collect it yourself, which is a fun thing.

Wu Hao also did not use his divine sense, nor did he use cultivation, he held a shovel and carried a bag made of animal skins, followed behind Xiaobao's father, and only used his eyes to look for some traces of possible treasures on the ground.

A day later, under the leadership of Xiaobao's father.

They found a rusty ancient sword, a heart goggle of worn armor, and bits and pieces.

Following Xiaobao's father back to Xiaobao's home, Xiaobao's father immediately began to clean up the treasures of the ancient sword and heart goggles.

The heart goggles are the size of a palm, round like a saucer.

After wiping it clean, Xiaobao's father gave Xiaobao as a saucer to play with.

As for the ancient sword, after Xiaobao's father wiped it clean, he tried to chop firewood, which was very sharp, so it became a new wood-cutting tool in Xiaobao's family.

"No matter how sharp the sword was, no matter how many enemies it had killed and how much blood it had stained, in the end, it still ended up with a chopping wood." Wu Hao smiled thoughtfully, and then wrote down his feelings again.

In the following days, Wu Hao followed the villagers to the fields to plow, pick vegetables, cook, dig wells, hunt, and so on......

It's like thinking of yourself as one of the villagers of Deadwood Village.

His perception of fireworks in the world is also getting deeper and deeper, the breath of dust on his body has long disappeared cleanly, and if you look closer, you will find that he is just an ordinary mortal, a villager, and you can't see that he is actually a super strong man who can kill the demon king with a wave of his hand!

Although Wu Hao didn't think about returning to the basics, he found that he gradually liked this feeling.