The reason why Han Hao has made such rapid progress is in addition to his excellent qualifications and extensive reading. The most important thing is the nameless fist technique left by the yellow-robed monk who practiced once a day, the fist method has the effect of opening up the muscles and veins, coupled with Han Hao's diligent study and hard practice, and the cold and summer have long made Han Hao's muscles and veins round and wide like a four-grade monk, and the gathering of qi is natural and fast.

Qi practitioners' ninth to seventh grades only need to gather qi, while the first to third grades need to control qi in the muscles and veins, but the current six to fourth grades need to refine qi!

The so-called Qi refining is to compress and refine the spiritual energy in the body, turn it into spiritual elements and store it in the sea of qi, making the monk more powerful!

Han Hao entered the frenzied cultivation again, and after not knowing how long, he was forcibly relieved of his cultivation state by a feeling of emptiness and hunger in his abdomen. Standing up, stretching lazily, the bone joints exploded like firecrackers, and when he felt out his burden, he saw that Bigu Dan had been exhausted.

Rubbing his forehead, he muttered, "It's time to go out for a walk." After washing up and changing into the clothes of the inner disciples, he was about to go out, opened the door, and walked straight out, but he bumped into something, and a handsome face was squeezed into a big cake. Rubbing his face and smiling bitterly, he remembered that the formation had not been closed yet.

The disc was restored to its original state, and the formation was suddenly closed. Walking out of the door, the mountain breeze blowing, I only feel refreshed, the strength of the whole body is surging like waves, the six senses are extremely sensitive, and I can't help but smile.

"I'll test how strong this six-rank monk is now!"

Han Hao calmed his mind and ran with all his might, only to feel that he was as light as a swallow, and he picked up a stone and wanted to try how far he could throw it, but he used too much force, and the stone shattered directly in his hand!

This is power! Han Hao has been suppressed for many years, and now he finally gets the power he dreamed of, and he can't help but look up to the sky and roar.

"What bastard would dare to be so noisy!"

A burly monk roared angrily, and when he saw Han Hao, he rushed towards Han Hao, followed by several disciples, who seemed to be companions.

"What are you crazy about?" The monk had a beard on his face and eyes as big as copper bells, and when he roared at Han Hao, he reached out and grabbed Han Hao.

Han Hao dodged his beard and grabbed it, but he was dizzy by the heavy bad breath. Thinking that it was wrong for me, I apologized: "I'm sorry, I just broke through the realm, and I'm too excited"

Seeing that Han Hao was soft, he expected that he was a weak person, and he thought that he had never seen Han Hao in the inner gate, he must be a new inner door, and he had no power to back, so he was unforgiving: "Can you avoid grandpa's claws, the kid has some strength, and grandpa has a few tricks?" Grandpa is a third-grade monk, a core disciple of the inner gate, and he doesn't bully you, you use the magic weapon of the weapon, grandpa and I am barehanded." A monk next to him said, "Tsk, this kid is just a six-grade monk, against Senior Brother Tuoba, if he doesn't die, he will shed his skin" "That's that, Senior Brother Tuoba has a strong spell, even if he is barehanded, that kid can't hold up a few times" A short monk said sycophantly.

Han Hao listened to the bearded monk and grandpa, his heart was already raging with anger, he took out a dagger, and rushed towards the beard with his martial arts skills, the beard was indeed powerful, and he deftly dodged Han Hao's attack, and fought with Han Hao like a monkey, and said while slapping his mouth, "Come on, come and stab grandpa", "Well, stabbed grandpa, grandpa was demoted to be your father", "Boy, you haven't eaten enough milk, the knife is so slow".

Han Hao saw that he was holding it up, and deliberately exposed a flaw. The bearded man saw Han Hao exposing his chest and wanted to give him a kick to eat, but when he raised his foot to kick his center of gravity unsteadily, he saw that the kid's wrist flicked, and the dagger flew straight to his face. The beard turned his head to dodge, and he was about to scold this kid for his insidious methods, but there was a shock on his waist, and he was hit by the cunning boy's butterfly palm, and he came to eat.

The beard is a third-grade strength, and it is naturally okay to be hit by a palm, but he was knocked down by a sixth-grade monk, his face was ugly, and his heart was extremely angry. But I heard a woman sneering in my ears: "Tuoba Yiqiu, do it to him, aren't you afraid that I will beat you into a pig's head, and then use your broken cover as a night pot?"

The beard changed his face and was arrogant, and he said carefully and respectfully to the woman who came slowly: "Senior Sister Han, the little one doesn't know that this son is your person, can I make amends to you?" The rest of the monks were also like mice seeing cats, shrunk aside, and were silent.

Han Hao looked up at the woman, dressed in yellow and with a smooth and beautiful goose egg face, wasn't it the woman who was saved by the Kamikaze Inn?

"Hey, Grandpa Feng and I rescued you, why did you run away quietly? Do you know that Grandpa Feng was also stabbed?" Han Hao was a little annoyed.

The monk next to him whispered: You kid don't want to die, dare to speak to Senior Sister Han like this, aren't you afraid that Senior Sister Han will tear you apart?

The woman in yellow was puzzled: "Isn't your grandfather a second-grade monk?

Han Hao blushed, embarrassed to say whether his grandfather blocked a knife for himself, or said stiffly: "Then you shouldn't run away quietly."

"Cut" The woman in yellow sneered: "The old lady and the monk still use you to save me?" I wanted to tease that lewd man, but you have to get involved, I am not interested in watching the fight, so I will leave naturally. After a pause, he threw something at Han Hao, "Oh, this is for you, it's a thank you for it."

Han Hao caught it, it was a yellow Baina spirit bag, after opening it, there was about a square space inside, but the body was only the size of a palm, and there was only one thing in it, it was a jade bottle.

The eyes of the bearded man next to him almost bulged out of their sockets, it was the Gathering Spirit Pill! It is claimed that it is a good pill that can improve the qi practitioner, even if the elders of the academy do not necessarily have a few pills, Senior Sister Han actually gave it to this stinky boy casually!

Han Hao didn't know what kind of elixir it was, but Yu Guang observed the eyes of the monk next to him and knew that it was not ordinary, so he hesitated and accepted it.

The woman in yellow was puzzled, "Huh, where is your disciple's name tag?" Han Hao found out that all the monks had a brand on their bodies, presumably this was the disciple's name brand.

"Senior Brother Zhao Heng brought me here, he didn't give me a name tag"

"Zhao Heng, this elm head, you also expect him to remember, go, senior sister will take you to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to lead", as he spoke, he couldn't help but take Han Hao's hand and walk forward.

The monk next to him looked at the envy, and was extremely jealous, "Damn, is the handsome man so popular, even Senior Sister Han has picked this kind of night rose, God you are not fair"

Pulled by the woman in yellow, feeling the wonderful touch brought by Qianqian's jade hand, Han Hao's old face was as thick as a city wall, and it was also as red as a monkey. Forcefully broke free of the jade hand of the woman in yellow, and the woman in yellow didn't care, and asked casually: "What is your name, which mountain do you live on, and which king do you worship?"

Han Hao rolled his eyes, his feelings were a neurosis, and he replied in a regular manner: "Han Hao, a native of the Annihilation Empire"

"Tut, I have the same surname as my mother, my mother's name is Han Yue, you and I have the same surname, and you will call me sister in the future." ”

Han Hao didn't want to pay attention to this female nerve, just looked at the scenery while walking. Thinking about the battle just now.

His strength is still very weak, even if he uses the meter, he hasn't caused any big damage to his beard. And his speed is still very slow, so the body method and divine wind step that are matched with the exercises, it is time to find an opportunity to practice for a good life.

"It's here". Han Yue said softly.

Han Hao pulled back his thoughts, this is the Hidden Scripture Pavilion? It is clearly a tower, the tower is seven stories high, dark black, and he knows that there are countless hidden masters in it if he thinks about it with his toes. There was an old man in a black robe sitting on the seat at the door. The old man had a rosacea, his hair was scattered, he was lazily curled up in a chair, his eyes were squinted, and he didn't know whether he had slept or not. From time to time, disciples came and went at the door to salute the old man, and the old man did not return the salute.

Han Yue led Han Hao to the old man's side, and said loudly: "Dead old man, get up" The old man was suddenly frightened, bounced up from the chair, and wanted to scold, but when the old man saw Han Yue, he suddenly felt like a ghost: "Grandma, what are you doing here." ”

"My junior brother is here to run a famous brand, you can watch it." Only then did the old man turn his gaze to Han Hao, looking Han Hao up and down.

"How did this kid hook up with Han Yue? Could it be that he relied on this skin? Impossible, so many young handsome guys went to Han Yue to show their love, which one of them wasn't slapped out of his teeth?" The old man thought so hard that he simply didn't want to.

"Name?"

"Han Hao"

The old man took out a name tag, held it in his hand, and read the words, the name tag in his hand glowed blue and warm, and after a while, he stuffed the name tag to Han Hao.

Han Hao took over the famous brand, which was made of iron and wood, as strong as King Kong. The name brand is half the size of a palm, and the word "kamikaze" is carved, and Han Hao is engraved on the inner door.

The old man handed over two more things, a bag of copper coins and a magic sword. The scabbard of the magic sword is golden, about two feet and a half long, and when you take out the sword body, the sword is full of energy, the sword body is about two fingers wide, and the surface light can be distinguished.

"A drop of blood will make you know the Lord. The old man explained.

Han Hao cut off the middle finger of his left hand and dripped a drop of essence blood into the sword body, the essence blood slowly squirmed to the sword body, blending into the sword body, and the moment the essence blood and the magic sword fused, Han Hao only felt that the magic sword seemed to be connected with his own heart, this feeling was very mysterious, as if he had an extra arm, which made people feel very novel.

After Han Hao thanked the old man, he and Han Yue left the Scripture Pavilion.

"In seven months, it's the academy league, and the surrounding academy sects are all coming to the academy to compete, so you have to work hard. ”

"Yes, I see"

"By the way, senior sister, it seems that the people in the academy are afraid of you."

"Sister, I am a product, who is not afraid?"

"But I don't think that's the reason."

"That's a lot of nonsense, take this"

"Leaf Chopping Swordsmanship?"

"Take it, practice by yourself, my sister is gone"

"Senior Sister"

"Huh?"

"Thank you"

"Oh, should you make a promise?"

"Haha" Han Yue looked at the little guy and blushed and fled in a panic.

"Wrong way, where to stay"

"I can't go shopping!"

Sunset......