Huang Hao did not blame Zhang Tingting for the kindness he showed.

However, it was precisely because of the kindness Zhang Tingting showed at this moment that Huang Hao truly realized that they were no longer people from the same world.

At this moment, Huang Hao finally understood why she felt so complicated when she saw Zhang Tingting again.

This complicated mood is not because he still has Zhang Tingting in his heart, but because a cause and effect in his heart is at work.

If it weren't for Zhang Tingting, Huang Hao wouldn't know how long it would take to open the jade pendant containing the inheritance of the Medical Immortal. Perhaps he wouldn't open it in his life, so that he would completely miss the inheritance of the Medical Immortal and be an ordinary person for the rest of his life.

Although Zhang Tingting betrayed him at the beginning, as Huang Hao's cultivation level improved and his vision was extremely powerful, he also understood how precious the opportunity this betrayal brought to him was. This was his disaster and his opportunity, and Zhang Tingting was just a person who was promoted by God.

In other words, it was Zhang Tingting's appearance that changed Huang Hao's life, making Huang Hao go from an unknown little doctor to a cultivator who is respected by millions of people in one fell swoop. Although this woman betrayed Huang Hao, Huang Hao also became a blessing in disguise.

This is the so-called drinking and pecking.

What Huang Hao saw clearly about the two people's goodbye was not only the cause and effect between him and Zhang Tingting, but also his attitude towards the entire secular world. At this moment, he finally realized that he was no longer the person who was wandering in the secular world, but a real master who was transcending from the secular world.

In the past, Huang Hao always regarded himself as a part of the earth. Although he was strong, his positioning in his heart was still unavailable to the category of mortals. The reason for this was that Huang Hao's cultivation world was too short and the spiritual precipitation that he should have had had had not yet begun.

When Su Qi left without any nostalgia, Huang Hao was still very puzzled. But at this moment he suddenly realized that Su Qi's worldview was no longer on the earth.

This earth is just a station after all, and her stage is not here.

"If you want to transcend this world, you must first look further." At this moment, a sense of enlightenment arose in Huang Hao's heart: "Onlying obsessed with the earth will make me restrained step by step and not feel comfortable. The eagle loves the nest, but there will be a day when the eagle strikes the sky. Next, my goal is directly aimed at the fairy world!"

The change in mentality caused Huang Hao's spirit to change drastically in an instant.

At this moment, Zhang Tingting suddenly realized that Huang Hao's temperament had become different. If it were Huang Hao before, although he looked mysterious, he still gave people a feeling of flesh and blood.

But at this moment, Huang Hao seemed to be a peerless god, who was admired but dared not to blaspheme.

"I saved you today, and the cause and effect between you and me is over." Huang Hao looked at Zhang Tingting, his voice was very dull. The cause and effect were over, and there was no longer any anxiety between him and Zhang Tingting.

"You didn't owe me anything at all." Zhang Tingting squeezed out a bitter smile at Huang Hao: "Huang Hao, thank you for saving me."

"No, even if I am a stranger, I will not stand by and watch." Huang Hao said calmly: "However, if someone dies here, if you don't handle it well, it will cause you trouble."

While speaking, Huang Hao waved his hand and a strong wind blew by. The four corpses in the room disappeared, and even the blood on the ground was not left.

Seeing Huang Hao's methods, Zhang Tingting and her companions were shocked. Even if they were magic, they would not be able to do it like Huang Hao.

"Tomorrow, I'll go back to China. When I arrive in China, there will naturally be special people to handle today's affairs, and no one will cause trouble for you."

After Huang Hao finished speaking, his eyes suddenly looked at Zhang Tingting's female companion.

The next moment, the female companion rolled her eyes and fainted.

"Huang Hao, what did you do to her?" Zhang Tingting asked in horror.

"Don't worry, just let her have a sleep." Huang Zang said lightly: "All these things are too shocking for ordinary people, and it's better not to know. When she wakes up, she doesn't know anything."

Zhang Tingting nodded thoughtfully, but a look of due tone flashed across her face: "Huang Hao, who are you?"

"Haha..." Huang Hao chuckled, then his body flashed, and he had disappeared from the spot, leaving only the voice with a little nothingness that came into Zhang Tingting's ears: "Stranger..."

Looking at the empty room, Zhang Tingting suddenly felt a thrust in her heart, and a sensation came, as if she had lost her favorite thing. She sat on the soft carpet in the room with a pale face, and she was already crying at some point.

However, Zhang Tingting knew that once something was made wrong, it would be irreversible. In the future, there would be no connection between her and Huang Hao and she would truly become a stranger.

That night, Zhang Tingting was destined to suffer from insomnia. However, Huang Hao was not idle either.

After coming out of Zhang Tingting's room, Huang Hao sneaked into the hotel's monitoring room and took away all the monitoring hard drives. Then, he wandered around every corner of the hotel, and wherever he passed, everyone's memories of this period disappeared.

After doing all this, Huang Hao left the hotel with confidence. In this way, even if the Japanese country discovered the disappearance of those people, there would definitely be no clues. By tomorrow, people from the Longmen of China will naturally come to take Zhang Tingting and the others back to China. At that time, Zhang Tingting and the others will naturally have Longmen arrangements for the subsequent arrangements, and Huang Hao does not need to worry about it.

After leaving the hotel, Huang Hao headed towards the residence where the Sword Saint was located at the foot of the mountain.

If we talk about this Sword Saint of the Mountain is considered a celebrity in Tokyo. After just reading the memories of two Japanese gangsters, Huang Hao knew the residence of this Sword Saint of the Mountain.

This Yamashita Sword Saint has a unique status. He actually has an independent back garden in an international metropolis like Tokyo where every inch of land is valuable. This is a lake on the edge of Tokyo's prosperity. Although it is not big, it is not small. At the edge of the lake, there is a floating bridge completely tied up from wood, leading directly to a water pavilion at the center of the lake.

This lake is not a forbidden area. Even around the lake, there are some fishermen taking advantage of the calm waves at night to fish. However, without exception, no one approached this wooden pontoon bridge, as if the pontoon bridge was an extremely terrifying and fierce place, let alone someone would approach the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Young man, you can't walk around here." A man from the Sun country fishing in the distance shouted at Huang Hao. Previously, he saw Huang Hao standing in front of the floating bridge for a while, thinking that Huang Hao, like many young people before, wanted to worship the sword saint at the foot of the mountain.

After reading the memories of the two Japanese people, Huang Hao could also understand some Japanese a little. He heard the men of the Japanese country enthusiastically say: "This floating bridge is very strange, and even a bird cannot stay on it, let alone a human being. Only those who have passed the permission of the Sword Saint Senior at the foot of the mountain can step onto the floating bridge safely. Otherwise, it would be a death."

Huang Hao smiled lightly at the Japanese man, without answering, and stepped onto the floating bridge in one step.

Seeing Huang Hao's actions, the man from that day couldn't help but sigh and said with regret: "It's another one, another one..."

But the next moment, the expression on this person's face suddenly became extremely wonderful, and he opened his mouth and said, "Can this young man be the one chosen by the senior sword saint?"

I saw the pontoon bridge slowly walking on the pontoon bridge, and the pontoon bridge that even birds could not stay was shaking steadily without any slightest, as if there was a magic power constraining the pontoon bridge.

Thinking of this, the man from Japan couldn't help but kneel down in the direction of Huang Hao, muttering: "Senior, forgive me, I'm troubled."

Huang Hao didn't care about this man's performance.

After Zhang Tingting's incident, he has become more transcendent and does not care about the world's vision. At this moment, he is walking on this floating bridge and experiencing the overturning power contained on this floating bridge.

This floating bridge is indeed extremely strange, with a kind of overturning power on it. As long as something falls on the floating bridge, the floating bridge will actively throw the things above into the lake. Under the lake, Huang Hao clearly felt several breaths. The breath was at least in the Jindan stage, and there was even a breath of the Nascent Soul stage. Obviously, these auras should be monsters raised by the sword saint at the foot of the mountain.

However, these monsters were also very quiet. As long as they did not fall off the floating bridge, they would not attack on themselves. This surprised Huang Hao.

The overturning power of the floating bridge naturally could not defeat Huang Hao. Under Huang Hao's mental power, all the overturning power disappeared.

At this moment, the pavilion in the middle of the lake suddenly lit up. The next moment, the door of the pavilion suddenly opened. Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in a kimono and a sword slowly walked out of it, looking at Huang Hao with a sharp look, with a bit of hostility: "Who is yours?"

This person also speaks in Japanese.

"Just based on you, I'm not worthy of asking about my name." Huang Hao said lightly in broken Japanese, but his steps kept coming to the tower in the middle of the lake.

"Baga, trespassing into Huxin Pavilion without any notice, die!" The middle-aged man was furious when he heard this, raised his right hand, and the next moment, the sword on his waist had already left his body and turned into a cold light and swept towards Huang Hao.

"A little trick!" Huang Hao sneered disdainfully, curled his fingers and gently bounced the sword.

In an instant, the cold sword was like a broken mirror, and it broke into dozens of pieces with a clamor. However, the remaining energy of Huang Hao's fingertips did not stop and directly hit the middle-aged man's chest, causing the middle-aged man to vomit blood and fly backwards.

"This is a punishment for you to attack me!" Huang Hao stood there with his hands behind his back, like an emperor ruled the world, looking down at the middle-aged man in the country from a high place: "A mere Nascent Soul stage practitioner is worthy of attacking me? Let the one in the room come out to see me!"

"Baga..." The middle-aged man looked at Huang Hao with anger, but he didn't dare to speak anymore. Huang Hao's strength made him tremble.

"Seniors have arrived, but I am missing the welcome!"

At this moment, an old voice sounded, and the next moment, an extremely thin old man walked out of the room quickly and worshiped Huang Hao with great gifts.
Chapter completed!