The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the window, and the soft light brought the beginning of a beautiful day, and the exotic flowers and plants outside Tan Kang's house all poked their heads out, enjoying the rising sun.

A lazy moan sounded, and a figure rushed out of the door of the hut in a hurry, with a large pile of colorful mud on his body, mixed with impurities secreted by his body, gray petals remained at the corners of his mouth, a bulging belly, and the whole person was fat, shaking his unkempt hair, and flew out of Tan Kang's garden, without looking back, for fear of being caught again.

"Senior brothers and sisters are really enthusiastic. I'm scared, I'm really scared!"

That figure was Nangong Hao, who had been "tortured" all night, and was cared for by his senior brothers and sisters in turn, which made people a little panicked, and when he saw the figure on the road, he hurriedly dodged away, and he had already become a frightened bird.

Hiding back in his cabin, Nangong Hao hurriedly freshened up, and today he was going to continue to go to the West Gate to tell about Yang Yunxi's glorious deeds, so as to avoid his senior brothers and sisters.

In addition, he is now unable to expand the aura sea by a fraction, and he is ready to start preparing to condense the aura and carve the spirit pattern on his aura sea, and this matter requires a long time of accumulation, and it cannot be done overnight.

Nangong Hao is also ready to condense the aura while telling the story, and after a few days of telling the story of the Tianshan Mountains, he is ready to go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to get a token to exchange for a supernatural power, and then go to find several means of using the aura, after all, he has no other moves now except the power of space and the dragon god claw.

After a busy night's work, Tan Kang and Xiao Ji also researched something, at the wound on Nangong Hao's right shoulder, the barrier contained a crisp piano sound, and the rich vitality generated by Nangong Hao's emerald green droplets was firmly sealed in the body, unable to regenerate his right arm.

Several people felt that this qin sound was the key, as long as they could resolve this qin sound, maybe they could cure Nangong Hao's right arm.

Although they knew the root cause, none of them understood the rhythm of the music, so they could only resolve the sound of the piano in another way, and there was an experiment the night before, but it was unsuccessful, it did not play any role, and it also made several people feel the means of the people who hurt Nangong Hao, but they were far from touching

of the hierarchy.

"Senior brothers and sisters, today I will continue to tell you the story of the top of the Tianshan Mountain, and I will talk about the battle between the top of the Tianshan Mountain and the stone dragon and the Wen ray, the scene is too exciting, the stone dragon is two thousand zhang to say the least, the scales and armor are distinct, and the horror is like ......."

After Nangong Hao finished freshening up, he ran to the gate of Ximen Mountain non-stop, where there were already many disciples of the Condensation Realm gathered, waiting for Nangong Hao to tell them the story of the top of the Tianshan Mountain.

The day Nangong Hao returned to the Demon Heavenly Sect and the day he fell, it had actually been three months since he fell. Nangong Hao had been in the burial dragon land for three months unconsciously, and the disciples of the Demon Heaven Sect had already gone back.

According to what Tan Kang said last night, the battle between the Spirit Pattern Realm and Shi Long and Wen Ray was extremely tragic, and the Qi Condensation Realm had already retreated, and even the strong people of the Spirit Pattern Realm were seriously injured, and Wen Ray and Shi Long even retreated with their whole bodies, and they didn't know where to go.

With the pride of these Spirit Pattern Realms, no one said to these disciples of the Condensation Realm, ordinary disciples who didn't know anything about what happened on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, but they were instinctively curious about the things on the top of the mountain.

And now that there is a Nangong Hao, I can tell them about it, of course they are willing to listen, although Nangong Hao is just a condensation realm, but he has also experienced three months on the top of the Tianshan Mountain with Elder Yang, and the story on his body must be wonderful, with this idea, many disciples have come here to inquire about one or two, and see the world.

But after listening to it, many people here were moved by Nangong Hao's eloquent description, and regarded Nangong Hao's place as a way of entertainment after tea and dinner, as long as Nangong Hao came to the West Gate, there would basically be many disciples of the Condensation Realm who came here to listen.

Yang Yuqi came every time, sitting in the position closest to Nangong Hao, listening to it very excitedly, and every time she finished speaking, she pestered Nangong Hao to continue, and she was very interested in these stories. The main reason was that Yang Xiu didn't let her go to the top of the mountain, so she was pulled back to the Demon Heavenly Sect by Jia Xuan in advance.

Nangong Hao didn't expect that there would be so many people to cheer, much more majestic than when he was in Tamura, from a group of little children in the past, to dozens or hundreds of people now, Nangong Hao was excited and talked for several days, each time it was from early morning to noon, and the crowd of people at the West Gate became a unique landscape.

On the Tianshu Peak of the Demon Heaven Sect, Nangong Hao shuttled through the crowd and came to the foot of a tower on the mountainside, after talking for so many days, Nangong Hao decided to come to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion first to get his hands on the supernatural powers.

Nangong Hao told his "audience" about the situation, and went straight to Tianshu Peak to find something good.

The tower is very large, there are nine floors, each floor has a large number of classics, books, the first floor of the door, an old man closed his eyes and meditated, on the table in front of him there are a lot of wine jugs, all of them are good wine, there is a mirror next to the wine jugs, plain, but also crawling with dust.

Every disciple passing by him, he would put the disciple's order on the mirror, and when the light on the mirror flashed, he respectfully bowed to the old man and walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Nangong Hao drew a scoop according to the gourd, and also put the disciple order up, the light flashed, his face was full of smiles, he respectfully picked up the token, and followed the disciple in front of him.

As soon as I stepped into the first floor, I was greeted by many shelves, on which there were rows of jade slips, exactly the same as the jade slips used by Xu Jiayin for rubbing last time, whether it was a scroll or a classic, each of which was shrouded in soft light, making the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion look solemn.

Nangong Hao was attracted by everything in front of him, so he walked around this layer, sometimes picking up the jade slip, sometimes looking through the classics, looking at the various magical exercises inside, each of which made his heart move.

There is a gravitational technique that can control everything by relying on aura, a burst technique that can rely on friction aura to produce high temperatures, and use the impact of high-temperature explosions to hurt the enemy, and many simple but powerful formations, every classic book and jade slip describe the picture that makes Nangong Hao feel extraordinary, so many magical powers, he is dizzying, all of them are regarded as treasures, and he doesn't know which one to choose.

"This is only the first layer, these things are so powerful, the upper layers are still available! The token given to me by the sect master seems to be able to directly enter the top layer, and those things are afraid that everything is shocking!"

Nangong Hao thought about it, and unconsciously smirked, which made the disciples near him startled, thinking that Nangong Hao was stupid in cultivating supernatural powers, and hurriedly stayed away.

(End of chapter)

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