Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

The Thunder Dragon let out an overclocking roar, and the sound waves shook the air with ripples. The old man rose into the sky, punched the Thunder Dragon, and shouted at the clouds with a roar that was not weaker than the Thunder Dragon: "Come on, is this all you can do? ?”

The black thunder dragon, which was more terrifying than the red thunder dragon, rushed out of the clouds. Four or five thunder dragons rushed at the same time. Several mouthfuls of dragon breath rushed towards Mao Wanhao, and were exploded by him with one punch. Mao Wanhao's momentum suppressed the four black thunder dragons. The Thunder Dragon even flinched, and a roar came from the clouds.

The black thunder dragons all looked up to the sky and roared, charging, wagging their tails, or breathing, and charged at the humans who dared to challenge them with all their strength.

"You evil beast, if you dare to bare your teeth at me, you will die!"

Compared with the size of the giant brontosaurus, Mao Wanhao, who looked like a mosquito, put on the armor full of historical traces, as if he had changed into a different person, with overwhelming arrogance and murderous intent.

Smashing his arm forward, the space in front of him exploded, and a huge suction force swept away from the exploded space. The brontosaurus were pulled by the suction force, and were dragged bit by bit into the cracks in the space.

The black clouds let out a loud roar, and after a red thunder dragon with a length of more than a hundred feet absorbed all the calamity clouds, the red light shone brightly, printing the entire sky above the Sutra Library in red.

Mao Wanhao's fighting spirit was aroused, and his entire right arm instantly turned black. Then, at the crack in space, he struck down another arm with one arm, and then left directly, ignoring the black dragon Thunder Dragon.

The crimson thunder dragon's eyes were filled with red thunder. It stared at the little man in front of it with wide eyes. The red and black auras were equal to each other.

Mao Wanhao grinned and said, "I don't know how many people I killed for people like you back then? Under my dark way of killing, you don't even have the desire to let me take action. I count to three, either you die or roll."

Accompanied by the roar of the black thunder dragon, the time rift closed, and several black thunder dragons were sent to unknown dimensions by the crack.

In the sky, one person and one dragon faced each other for no more than half a stick of incense.

Mao Wanhao shouted: "Three."

In the surprise of the red thunder dragon, he directly skipped steps one and two, and the space moved. Mao Wanhao appeared directly from the top of the thunder dragon's head and punched it.

The red thunder dragon composed of the power of heavenly calamity was hit by the old man's punch, and its body suddenly fell, and some light patterns on its body became lighter.It shook its head wildly, trying to throw the old man off his head.

Mao Wanhao stepped heavily on his feet and pressed the Thunder Dragon's body down. He did not show much cultivation, and he only had four horizontal and three vertical auras in the God Transformation realm. He punched the Thunder Dragon out of the air with one punch after another. When he was down, less than a hundred meters away from the top of the Sutra Pavilion, he landed his last blow, with a loud sound that shook the sky, and the red thunder dragon was destroyed by him without even having a chance to use his technique.

The power of thunder and lightning was floating in Haotian Sect without guidance. Wu Yu and Wu Su used their spiritual power to draw it, and each used their own techniques to contain the power of thunder and lightning.

The power of Heaven was so provoked that more clouds gathered from all directions.

Mao Wanhao flew high into the sky and shouted in a deep voice: "If you dare to congeal the thunder calamity again today, I will dare to attack your Immortal Palace. If you think your Immortal Palace wants to change its appearance, just come here."

The clouds formed a furious face and roared at Mao Wanhao, baring his teeth and wanting to rush up and tear him apart.

Mao Wanhao's dark murderous aura reappeared, and the space behind him became virtual and solid, covering the entire Buddhist scripture building. His murderous aura went straight towards Jie Yun. It seemed that he really wanted Jie Yun to attack him, so as to give him an excuse to kill the opponent. The fairy mansion.

The furious tribulation clouds confused the atmosphere of the void and dispersed after becoming furious.

Wu Hao in the building, after fusion and verification again and again, finally succeeded in the fusion as soon as the calamity cloud dispersed.

The clouds of disaster dissipated, and the sunlight after the disaster spread its light through the clouds to the roof of the building. The aftertaste of the roar of thunder was still there, and the muffled thunder was heard one after another.

Wu Hao opened his eyes and stood up. There was a thunderstorm in his eyes, which evolved on its own. He said the name of the move on the 13th floor: "Thunder."

In the Pansi Cave, there is a four-person training group. Zhang Bao has accumulated many years of experience and is the first to enter the Nascent Soul stage. During the upgrade, the vision is life, triggering the crazy growth of all spiritual plants and grasses around the Pansi Cave. Even swings, tables, chairs and benches have grown. After sprouting, Zhang Bao stood with a smile on his face and gratitude in his eyes after being scolded by Wu Hao and Chen Qianqian.

"Hunyuan Gang cannot achieve the effect of one plus one greater than two. It is best to switch to a method that matches your attributes. I want to hear your thoughts."

Wu Hao shared his observations.

Zhang Bao pondered for a moment: "To change the technique, it will take countless time to practice to Hunyuan Gang's current level. This is the reason why I have not dared to change."

"Time is not a problem, just like pills are not a problem. When you are stronger, you can share more affairs for me. It is very difficult for you to make a choice at once. Think about it carefully and tell me if you have the answer. .”

Jian Ying and Qian Wenchang were called to them by Wu Hao who interrupted their practice. Without too much nonsense, he told them "Haotian Jue". The two listened attentively. Wu Hao summed up his thoughts and summaries while talking. Shared with the two of them, when Wu Hao integrated into the role of preaching, teaching and solving doubts, visions emerged in Pansi Cave, and paragraphs of text came one after another from all directions, hanging in front of Wu Hao's cave and kept combining. Hao's voice had a mysterious and mysterious flavor, and it inexplicably matched with a certain Taoist method in the void, forming a resonance. Jianyang and Zhang Bao also interrupted their practice and appeared at the scene.

When Wu Hao finished reading "Haoyang Jue", he found that his understanding of Haoyang Jue had become deeper, and he corrected some small errors in understanding one by one.

The five people in the audience, including Chen Qianqian, were all immersed in the comprehension of Haotian Jue's skills.

Just when Wu Hao was about to nod and praise a few people, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong with the aura around Pansi Cave. Many existences with strong auras appeared around Pansi Cave. The auras were strong or weak, near or far, and he did not know the specific ones that stretched out. How far.

He released his spiritual power and sensed it, and found out that among the visitors were several of his senior brothers and sisters. He secretly sent a message to Wu Yu: "Brother, why are you coming to my cave and hearing the corner?"

"Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

Six people, one, two, three, four, five, appeared in front of Wu Hao, all staring at him in surprise.

Wu Hao was a little flustered. These few times when everyone moved out together, he was about to bleed heavily. He tentatively cast a puzzled look at Wu Yu.

"What is your current cultivation level?" Wu Yu asked.

"Don't you all know about the Nascent Soul stage?"

"Did you feel any strangeness when you explained Haotian Jue?"

Wu Hao thought for a moment and replied: "No, I feel like I'm in trance, and I don't feel too much about the changes around me. Just tell me, how to pull it? You guys blocked the door together like this. To be honest, I'm a little panicked."

"The voice of the Great Dao has appeared. Your understanding of the Haotian Jue has been recognized by the world, and the Haotian Sect will rise." Wu Su said seriously.

"That's a good thing!"

"We can no longer live here. We must change the place as soon as possible, otherwise your identity cannot be kept secret. Arrange a time as soon as possible to teach Haotian Technique to the disciples in the sect. The sooner the better."

Wu Yu said bluntly.

Wu Hao was a little suspicious, so he transformed into another appearance, disappeared from the cave, and soon returned to the same place.

The outside was crowded with sect disciples, densely surrounding Pansi Cave. The fluctuations of Haotian Jue's skills gathered together, forming a mysterious scroll thousands of miles long from behind the disciples.

"Move." Wu Hao affirmed. In ancient times, Meng's mother moved three times, and now Angkor has moved three times. Hey!

The largest school hall of Haotian Sect Academy, the place where martial arts are taught, was packed with seats. Even the windows and doors were blocked by people. Many disciples who couldn't enter the school or squeeze into the front seats couldn't help but feel weird. I lingered in the distance, hoping that my husband's voice could reach my location.

A surprised shout: "Sir is here!"

The crowd surged, and the school was overwhelmed. The excited crowd made a "squeaking" sound.

The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall tried their best to maintain order, but for this rare opportunity of enlightenment, who wanted to miss it.

The leader of the Law Enforcement Hall, Mo Waiqiu, frowned. The hall had considered the situation, but there were indeed too many disciples in the inner and outer sects. The teacher taught for three days, and there were already many situations on the first day. What should we do in the next few days?

When Mo Waiqiu was at a loss, he heard a message from the sect leader Wu Yu: "If you don't enter the school, set up a high platform outside the school. The teacher will give lectures on the high platform. Open all schools to accommodate disciples."

After hearing this order, Mo Waiqiu urgently sent word to all the disciples and built a high platform more than ten feet high outside the school.

After boarding the high platform, he mobilized his spiritual power to make his voice spread as far as possible: "Considering that the school cannot accommodate too many disciples, the lecture location has been specially changed to this place. Please do not crowd and move in an orderly manner."

The disciples who didn't get a close position felt like crying with joy when they heard the news, and they moved forward quickly to get a better position.

The second voice said, "Sir is here." The whole audience fell silent in tacit agreement. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the high platform. An old man with white eyebrows, holding a letter in his hand and a warm smile, slowly appeared on the stage under the protection of the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall. .

"My surname is Wu. I am the junior brother of the sect leader. I have been a hermit for many years and do not care about worldly affairs. Today I am honored to share my views on Haotian Jue with you. I hope it will be helpful to the disciples in the sect."

The old man's cultivation level was not high. Many people at the Golden Core Realm could detect his cultivation level. Only a few Transcendent Realm monks could sense that the old man's aura was somewhat hidden. When they wanted to detect the true cultivation level, they were blocked by restrictions.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a chorus of "My master!" rang out uniformly on the scene.

The old man seemed a little uncomfortable. He scratched his head, put an awkward smile on his lips, pressed the space in front of him with his hand, and said: "No need to be polite, every inch of time is worth every inch of gold, are you ready?"

The old man stroked his long beard and saw that his position was densely surrounded by disciples. He began to lecture with many disciples looking for knowledge.

At the beginning of the story, there was a strange phenomenon. The originally gray sky was suddenly dispersed by an inexplicable force, and the light reached everyone on the ground.When the old man transformed by Wu Hao seriously began to explain Haotian Jue, his aura changed accordingly.

An unfathomable feeling emanated from him, mysterious and mysterious.

All disciples who are paying attention to "my teacher"'s lectures should have a meal together!They felt that when the lecture began, the image of the old man suddenly blurred and was replaced by a soft light.

When every disciple saw the transformed light of this method, many insights suddenly surged into his heart.The dazzling light of the law is like a mirror. Whether it is an outer sect disciple, an inner sect disciple, or a group of law enforcement officers and elders, when they see this light, they can see their own cultivation path and understanding of the method in the light. errors, and evolve the correct understanding of the exercises.

Wu Hao held the letter in one hand, opened it with the other, and spoke slowly. His voice was deliberately concealed by the hidden ring of fossilized wood. His voice was old and melodious, as if it had been passed down from ancient times through the long years.

The opening chapter of "Haotian Jue" was read slowly from his mouth, with a rhythm and a rhythm that made people feel calm and thoughtful.

The disciples of the Haotian Sect have heard countless explanations about the "Haotian Jue". Some hard-working disciples can even recite the Haotian Jue by heart.But now, from the "Haotian Jue" spoken by Wu Hao, the complexity has been reduced to simplicity. After he has sorted out the extremely profound and mysterious content, he has actually explained it clearly and thoroughly in just a few words from an angle that no one has ever heard of.

As he talked, everyone vaguely saw white lotuses emerging from the light of the law from time to time, blooming in the void in accordance with Wu Hao's tone.

Using the white lotus as a guide, cyan veins spread out from the lotus, transforming into lotus leaves, supporting Wu Hao to rise slowly. Every word that Wu Hao, who was in a high position, said after that was accompanied by the resonance of the avenue. The auspicious clouds fell from the sky and surrounded the lecturer in the lotus leaves. The power of the great avenue of heaven and earth responded to Wu Hao's explanation, and the charm of "Tao" resonated.

The same words and the same content may lead to different perceptions in the ears of people with different cultivation levels, but they can all directly hit the long-standing confusion in their hearts.

The mystery of every word of "Haotian Jue" taught by Wu Hao has surpassed that of the current lecturers and senior officials in the sect.Every word he said was accompanied by visions. It was obvious that this "my master"'s research on the technique far exceeded imagination.

As the lecture came to an end, the sound of the Great Dao in the void gradually subsided and began to become softer. Wu Hao gradually fell from the void, holding a letter in his hand, smiling, and slowly closing his eyes. When he finished speaking the last word, people also It just landed on the high platform, spotless.

The simple earthen platform has been washed many times by the sound of the avenue, but there is a faint feeling of restrained charm, which makes Wu Hao look more like a preaching immortal.

The lecture is over.

Many disciples woke up from the enlightenment of the law one after another, and the trace of "my master" on the stage had disappeared.

After three consecutive lectures, Wu Hao seemed calm, but he was also under great pressure. Countless pairs of eyes were staring at him all the time, and he felt uncomfortable all over. Moreover, the lectures on the first day were so huge that he was under great pressure during the following two lectures. If there is any one aspect of the situation that does not cooperate, then he will die.

The search for "my master" became popular among the disciples, and the sect master's junior brother, who had never shown his holiness in front of others, was born. According to legend, this patriarch has been studying Haotian's magic spells all his life. My understanding has reached a profound level. If you have the blessing to meet "my master", you can answer your three cultivation questions.

For Wu Hao, the three lectures were considered safe and sound. After the sound of the Dao gradually subsided, the Haotian Sect returned to its original state, except for the jade-colored and Dao-rhymed high platform on that side, which was always reminding: There used to be great people here. Being able to give lectures has resonated with people from all walks of life.