"Baihuaquan, a rare good wine!" Zhang Hao said as he grabbed the wine jar, then slapped the sealed mud, took a sip to the sky, the wine was filled with fragrance, sweet and delicious, and his whole body was extremely warm and comfortable.

"Good wine, Zhang Hao looked up at the sky and took another big sip."

As soon as his wrist shakes, the wooden sword is exposed, and the originally exhausted spiritual power in his body recovers rapidly.

The light sword swims into the stream, and there is no trace. The heavy sword is like a mountain, haha... Not bad!

The steps are floating, the tilted, the sword in the hand is fast and slow.

The pores of his body expanded, and Zhang Hao was extremely sensitive to the spiritual power around him at this moment. Every move and gesture were extremely saves spiritual power. Each trace of spiritual power only gathered three inches of the sharpness of the wooden sword, and the sword light was hidden when it was closed.

Senior brother! When Xiaozi saw Zhang Hao, the sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, but his steps were as staggering as a drunkard. He was a little happy and worried.

Dancing a sword in the right hand and carrying wine in the left hand.

He took a big sip to the sky.

When I think of my experience in my previous life, I feel a little sad, but after all, God treats me well, and God actually makes me live again. I should cherish this opportunity.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao laughed to the sky.

This time, Zhang Hao did not hide his emotions in his heart.

The hearty laughter soared into the sky.

The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around us gathered madly.

Zhang Hao unknowingly broke through the second level of Qi training and entered the third level of Qi training and gathered spirits.

The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth formed a whirlpool, pulling the leaves on ancient trees not far away, making a whirlpool sound.

The spiritual power of the right hand sucked out, wrapped in the wooden sword, as if coated with a layer of white light, and the cold light was sucked out and silver light was overflowing.

Hidden sword technique, dragon movement.

The sword is like a dragon, shocking the world, coming and going without a trace.

Hidden swordsmanship, sinking the mountain.

The sword is like a mountain, like a vajra supporting the heaven and earth, falling into the world, and stones break the sky.

Hidden sword technique and divide sword power.

The sword momentum instantly dispersed, like a huge net spreading across the sea, covering the rivers, dense and dense, without fish that escaped the net.

A cold light overflows.

The sword energy is like weave.

Zhang Hao stood with his sword.

I saw a breeze blowing across the ancient tree beside him, and dense leaves fell down one after another.

So the leaves are divided into three, like countless small swords, floating down from the sky.

Xiaozi looked at the man in blue clothes in a daze, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and stood at her with a smile.

Fallen leaves in the sky.

Senior brother... Xiaozi called out softly.

Zhang Hao walked over with big strides, touched Xiaozi's head and said gently: "When you go back, tell your senior sister that I, Zhang Hao, will definitely break through the tenth level of Qi training within three months, and successfully become an inner disciple of the foundation. I will not disappoint her!"

In the Tianshuang Cave.

Murong Xue looked at the fallen leaves flying all over the sky in the mirror.

A hint of surprise flashed in the clear eyes.

This set of swordsmanship is never seen or heard of. Sometimes it is as strong as a mountain, sometimes it is as light as fire. It seems careless, but in fact it is a murderous intent.

However, this set of sword techniques is not the Hongchen Sword Technique or the Haoran Sword Technique. What kind of sword technique is this?

Although Murong Xue has never dabbled in all the sword techniques in the world, she is also an extraordinary person. However, this sword technique has never been seen or heard of, and she is a little curious in her heart.

After hearing Zhang Hao said that March would definitely enter the inner door, he felt a little secretly looking forward to it.

The master practiced for 110 years and broke through the fasting valley and entered the Nirvana realm. However, he did not expect that he had been in the Nirvana period for a hundred years but was unable to touch the unpredictable golden elixir realm of gods and ghosts. In the end, his life was exhausted and he left with hatred.

Left behind the legacy of letting Zhang Hao take charge of the Hongchen Sword Sect. "In terms of talent, she thinks she is not inferior to Zhang Hao, but the highest level of the Hongchen Sword Skill can only be successfully cultivated by men."

But my junior brother has always been like a wanderer and a prodigal son, drunk in the world, and the trivial matters of the sect made her worry as if she was burned. Now it is rare that he has such determination, which at least makes her feel a little relieved.

Looking at the Tianjian Cliff outside the window, there seemed to be a man in white clothes as snowy as in his clear eyes, dancing with his sword, and his sword energy was soaring across the sky.

****

The black third child was holding the jade slip, and his joyful mood yesterday was a little unrestrained at this moment.

There were twenty-one disciples outside, and no one could practice the Xiao Qingmu True Art. Everyone sat around the ridge of the spiritual field, with their heads hanging down and their helplessness.

They were all ordinary outside disciples, and when they saw Zhang Hao's spiritual field growing, they were a little lost.

Who is the person? Haoran Jian, originally a true disciple and candidate of the leader, candidates of the leader. These basic magic tricks can be learned in just a moment, but the veins in their bodies have not been understood, and the qi is stagnant and the spiritual energy cannot be fully operated. How can we practice magic tricks?

Everyone got together for the spirit stones. After the matter was broken, the Hei Lao San felt ashamed and felt a little ashamed of everyone, but now that things have come to this point, he has no choice.

At this time, a middle-aged man stood up and looked at everyone and said, "No matter what, the Haoran Sword is now also a disciple of our Cuigu. He has practiced a magic trick that can allow Linggu to grow rapidly. It is a good thing for everyone. Otherwise, we will return the jade slip and ask him to help us urge them to plant it!"

"This..." The old man was a little moved when he heard this. But he was a little worried.

"Try it! If he doesn't want to, everyone should plant their own acre of three-point land with peace of mind and don't think about anything."

Another man touched his head and said.

"Yes! Isn't it just a sentence?"

"It's up to you to do this, everyone will admit it."

"Okay! I'll talk." Hei Lao San's expression became firm when he made up his mind. He vaguely felt something in his body was about to move, and a faint sense of heat emanating from his body. This feeling has always existed. He is no longer surprised. Every time he sits on a decision, this strange feeling will arise in his heart.

Zhang Hao stepped out of the house and met the Hei Lao San.

The third black lady looked up and saw Zhang Hao, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and smiled and said, "Brother Hao, there is something you need to trouble you, but I don't know if I should say it!"

Zhang Hao has a good impression of this black elder third, and he feels that he is an honest and low-level cultivator. He took their 80 first-grade spirit stones and probably this black elder third came to the door to ask for after-sales service.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao laughed and said, "Brother Hei, let me say it if you have something to do! It's all men who have something to do and it's hard to speak!"

When the Hei Lao San heard Zhang Hao call him Hei San, his heart skipped a beat, but when he saw Zhang Hao's expression, he found that he had no false intentions.

He quickly replied, "Thank you for your kindness!"

Zhang Hao shook his head helplessly and said, "Call me Zhang Hao from now on! It sounds comfortable."

Hei Lao San felt even more strange when he heard this. The temper and habits of Haoran Jian were indeed the same as rumors.

"That's right, Hao... Zhang Hao." He finally called out these two words.

When he found that Zhang Hao looked calm, his tone became smooth.

"The disciples outside the Dharma can't practice. Everyone wants to ask you to help us urge seeds in the spiritual field. I wonder what you mean?"

When Zhang Hao heard this, he was a little surprised. Why did they not be able to practice this Dharma? He was confused and puzzled.
Chapter completed!