Hao Ren knew that he couldn't hide it from Zhao Kuo, so he thought for a while and nodded, "It was left to me by the old Dragon King. wWw,QuAnBen-XIaoShuo,Com"
He looked at Zhao Kuo again and said calmly, "If Third Uncle is interested, then give it to Third Uncle."
"Why do I want it?" Zhao Kuo glared at Hao Ren, "If the old man gives it to you or not to me, he must have his reasons. Do I still want to snatch things from a junior like you?"
"Uh..." Hao Ren was bold, but in turn was scolded by Zhao Kuo, which made him feel depressed.
However, as the saying goes, the speaker has no intention and the listener has the intention. Hao Ren didn't think there was any mystery in it at first. But when he heard Zhao Kuo say this, he had some insights.
This swordsmanship...could it be that it needs to be matched with Zhao Haoran's thousand-year skill to exert its true power
Zhao Hongyu said that the technique stored in the jade slip was not simple, but when Hao Ren used the sword technique, he only felt that it was very subtle and consumed spiritual energy, but he did not experience the ferocity of the power... Probably, this sword Does the law need to reach Zhao Haoran's level to truly display it
If this is the case, this is really not an ordinary skill - and Zhao Haoran gave him all the skills, which should have been a decision that he had considered in advance.
Hao Ren felt moved when he thought that he was so valued by Zhao Haoran. But before he officially became Zhao Haoran's grandson-in-law, Zhao Haoran disappeared between heaven and earth.
"What are you looking at? You're back." Seeing Hao Ren standing still, Zhao Kuo reached out and grabbed Hao Ren's clothes, brushed them, and then flew up into the air and returned to the palace.
Zhao Guang, Zhao Hongyu, Zhao Yanzi and several elders were enjoying breakfast in the palace. Among them, Zhao Yanzi was just busy eating, as if he was hiding something on his mind.
"Azi, how did you go with your homework in the third grade of junior high school?" Zhao Hongyu asked.
Zhao Yanzi was stunned for a few seconds and then realized, "I've finished reading most of it."
"Well," Zhao Hongyu nodded with satisfaction, "There is still less than half a month left. If you don't understand anything, just ask Aren. You will soon be promoted to the third grade of junior high school, so you can't relax in studying."
Zhao Yanzi thought about what happened last night, with an imperceptible red light floating on his face, and finally couldn't help but refuted it and asked, "Mom, why do you have to study hard for me?"
"Learning to be a mortal is also a kind of cultivation. If you can't even do well as an ordinary mortal, how can you be a cultivator?" Zhao Hongyu said.
Zhao Yanzi pursed his lips, knowing that he could not defeat Zhao Hongyu, so he could only give up resistance.
"Brother," Zhao Kuo rushed in at this time, "I'm leaving today."
Zhao Kuo's loud voice was like a bell, startling Zhao Guang and the others who were eating. He let go of Hao Ren, as if he were holding a chicken, without any regard for Hao Ren's face.
Zhao Yanzi, who still had two grains of rice stuck to his mouth, saw Hao Ren and deliberately averted his eyes, pretending to still be angry.
Elder Xingyue, who was dining with Zhao Hongyu, looked at Zhao Kuo in surprise.
"Leaving today?" Zhao Guang asked with a little doubt.
"Leave now" Zhao Kuo nodded vigorously.
Zhao Guang knew that Zhao Kuo had refined the Xuan Jing, so he would definitely go out to travel again, but he did not expect that he would be so impatient.
According to his idea, Zhao Kuo had to stay a few more days to accompany Elder Xingyue, because once he left, he didn't know when he would come back again. If Elder Xingyue wants to stay in the East China Sea Dragon Palace to tutor those female cultivators, he must be unable to escape from the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
"I... will give it to you." Elder Xingyue slowly stood up and said.
"Then... thank you, Elder Xingyue." Zhao Kuo said, slightly cupping his hands towards Xingyue.
Hao Ren looked at Zhao Kuo next to him and wished he could hit him with a hammer, but considering the gap between himself and him, he buried the thought of hitting him.
Zhao Kuo's emotional shrinking made Hao Ren unable to stand it. However, what Zhao Kuo wants to pursue is the realm of Tianlong, and the personal relationship between his children is not his goal.
Everyone stared blankly at the two of them walking out of the palace, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Aren, come here for breakfast." Zhao Guang waved to Hao Ren.
"Oh..." Hao Ren sat over, picked up a bowl of rice, and started eating.
In this month, he hardly had a good meal. He ate fruits when he was hungry and drank rainwater when he was thirsty. The palace was only a few hundred steps away from his purple bamboo forest, but Hao Ren never felt that he couldn't bear it. Hard and slip in.
Zhao Yanzi looked at him, really angry and annoyed. Soon, she looked at the door of the palace again, feeling a little worried about Zhao Kuo. If Zhao Haoran's disappearance only made her feel a little sad, then Zhao Kuo's departure made her feel truly lonely.
Zhao Kuo has loved her since he was a child, so Zhao Yanzi has a deep relationship with him. Now that Zhao Kuo has to go out again not long after he came back, this makes Zhao Yanzi feel a little empty.
After a while, Elder Xingyue returned to the palace.
"Where is my third brother?" Zhao Guang asked her.
"Already gone." Elder Xingyue said calmly.
Zhao Guang nodded sadly.
Hao Ren also sighed secretly. Zhao Kuo was Zhao Kuo, without any sloppiness, and even the farewell was so clean and crisp.
Zhao Yanzi stood up in a hurry and ran outside the door to take a look, but where could he see Zhao Kuo
At Zhao Kuo's speed, he was already hundreds of thousands of miles away at this moment.
"Ah Ren, give Ah Zi some homework today, and we will go back tomorrow." Zhao Hongyu said.
"Okay, Auntie." Hao Ren nodded in agreement.
He also wants to go to Beijing to watch Zhao Jiayin's football match. Calculating the date, he will leave for Beijing tomorrow.
Zhao Yanzi pouted, and she was counting the days on her fingers. There were only less than two weeks of summer vacation left, and the last good days before the third grade of junior high school were about to pass before her eyes.
However, if school starts, there will be a little surprise, and Hao Ren doesn't seem to know about it yet.
After breakfast, Zhao Guang still had to deal with some affairs of the East China Sea Dragon Palace. Zhao Hongyu was assisting him. Hao Ren and Zhao Yanzi went to the room to preview their homework.
The sea breeze blows, and the air in the room also carries the salty smell of the ocean. Zhao Yanzi was wearing a small shirt and sitting at the table, facing the window. The breeze blew her hair and the edges of her clothes swayed slightly.
This tutoring scene is very comfortable.
Hao Ren has already read all these books, and it will take nearly a day to sort them out for her now.
After dinner, Hao Ren went to the beach to practice his exercises. Morning exercises and evening exercises have become a habit that Hao Ren has developed.
Zhao Kuo was no longer on the island, and Hao Ren lost an opponent to compare with, and he felt a little lonely.
The Realm of Heavenly Dragon... Hao Ren looked up at Baiyun.
Hao Ren only wanted to protect the people around him, so he kept improving his strength, but Zhao Kuo's entire pursuit was just to reach the realm of Tianlong.
Practicing the splitting light sword and shadow battle has become a bit boring. Hao Ren stood on the beach, took half a step forward, and practiced the "Xuanshui Sword Technique". This sword technique can even hurt Zhao Kuo, but compared to the "Splitting Light Sword Technique" "Shadow" is really hard to fathom.
The spirit pill containing Zhao Haoran's thousand-year skill was still spinning slowly in Hao Ren's Qi sea. The traces of profound and incomparable spiritual power surround the spirit pill and prevent it from erupting with the power equivalent to the peak of Gan level.
With a thought in his mind, Hao Ren activated his chaotic spiritual power and carefully tore apart this trace of spiritual power that was not under Hao Ren's control, leaving a gap in the spirit pill.
boom…
The spiritual power at the peak of Qian level spurted out. All the meridians in Hao Ren's body immediately felt like they were exploding.
Qingling, Shaohai, Daling, Laogong...
Hao Ren immediately performed the first few variations of the first style in "Xuan Shui Sword Technique".
The sword light composed of the split light sword and shadow art appeared in Hao Ren's hand.
He quickly slid across a thousand meters, and the tip of his sword touched the undulating sea.
After living in Zizhu Island for a month, he already knew the garrison points of the Donghai soldiers nearby, so no matter how hard he fought, he would not hurt the patrolling soldiers in the Donghai.
Boo hoo hoo…
Waves of spiritual power flowed out from the acupoints on Hao Ren's arms.
The tip of the sword touched the sea without any change.
Just when Hao Ren suspected something was wrong, the sea surface suddenly collapsed dozens of meters with a "bang".
Thousands of meters of sea bottom, an immeasurable deep hole was actually blasted out by Hao Ren's sword skills.
All the dozens of surrounding camps in the East China Sea, which were hidden deep in the sea, were all washed away.
The force of this strong counter-shock blew Hao Ren hundreds of meters into the air. Two sword energy surged out from the soles of Hao Ren's feet, and he finally threw his body towards Zizhu Island.
Wow... Hao Ren spit out a mouthful of blood, and the internal organs in his body seemed to burst.
Trying to use Zhao Haoran's peak Qian-level skills is no joke.
Tens of thousands of Donghai soldiers, including the guards in the palace, felt the shaking of the entire sea and ran out of the water or the palace.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm practicing." Hao Ren didn't expect to cause such a big commotion, so he hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power and shouted loudly.
The soldiers of Donghai looked at Hao Ren in surprise, surprised and admired. Even the former general Zhao Kuo may not be able to achieve such a power that shakes the entire sea area.
Hao Ren forced himself to finish saying this, and another mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.
He just wanted to try using Zhao Haoran's skill to use this set of swordsmanship to see what effect it would have, but in the end he still couldn't withstand Zhao Haoran's skill.
That trace of mysterious spiritual power quickly sealed Zhao Haoran's thousand-year skill. Hao Ren's meridians were severely damaged and he vomited blood for two days in a row. If he continued like this, he would die sooner or later.
Zhao Hongyu and Zhao Guang also ran out to see the situation. The earthquake just now almost made them think that Zizhu Island was about to collapse.
It turns out that the real peak of dry level is such a power... Hao Ren had a comparison in his mind, and he no longer dared to use Zhao Haoran's skills at will. He quickly returned to the palace, washed his body with cold water, and then returned to Zhao Yanzi's room.
Zhao Yanzi huddled in her bed. When she saw Hao Ren come in, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she immediately turned away - this idiot, you don't know why you went out and made me wait for so long...
Hao Ren supported his dizzy head and got into bed. He put one hand on her small shoulders and the other on her waist, gently holding her hands.
Zhao Yanzi's heart was beating wildly, but Hao Ren remained frozen for many minutes without any response, and finally couldn't help but look back at Hao Ren.
Hao Ren, that bastard... his lips pressed against the tender skin on her shoulder... actually fell asleep again.
That night, Hao Ren, who was overdrafted, felt as if he was exploring the vast starry sky, bumping into asteroids and comets...
The Splitting Light Sword and Shadow Technique automatically restored Hao Ren's meridians. When Hao Ren woke up, he found that his hands, cheeks, neck, shoulders, and even chest... were all covered with tooth marks.
Zhao Yanzi, who was held in her arms, was soundly sleeping.
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