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A sudden burst of confidence lifted Jiang Han's spirits, and he had already made up his mind, and the aura in his whole body skyrocketed with his thoughts.
At this moment, the small seal talisman on the inner alchemy seemed to be blown by the wind, repeatedly blowing and flying, as if making a whistling sound, the characters on it lit up, and then disappeared into nothingness.
The light-colored inner alchemy gradually darkened, and then emitted a radiant light, turning into a bright red color, bright and dazzling.
In his body, with this inner alchemy as the center, all the aura within a radius of one kilometer is mobilized accordingly, using the fire-type aura in the red-eyed beast inner alchemy as an opportunity, and then led by the fire root, the fire generates earth , Earth produces gold, gold produces water, water produces wood, wood regenerates fire, and the spiritual roots of the five elements are opened up here.
The mobilized huge amount of spiritual energy slowly rotated in accordance with the order of the five elements, sweeping around, as if forming a large vortex, shaking the back mountain, and the center of this vortex was Jiang Hanzheng.
Facing the power at your fingertips, it is difficult for anyone to calm down, and Jiang Hanzheng is no exception.
Countless thoughts flitted through his mind, but they were deeply entrenched in his heart, irreversible.
Jiang Han was so entangled that his clothes were torn to shreds, and his mind was constantly running. As long as he took a step forward, what he could get was not only his cultivation, but also his future and honor. Master's love day after day, A chance to make him feel proud in front of his senior brother... This is what he thinks about and asks for day and night!
As a monk, he still couldn't really get rid of all kinds of desires as a human being, not to mention that the accumulated obsessions had made him dizzy, and he was not willing to give up just like that.
And reason is also telling him that since he has chosen, he must go from beginning to end. He doesn't want to look around and end up in vain.
Gritting his teeth, Jiang Han is forcibly absorbing this huge wave of aura. He thought it would be very difficult, but with the inner alchemy in his body as an intermediary, his veins that have been expanded twice are like a huge container, calm and unhurried To accommodate this power.
For a moment, Jiang Han's hair was flying, his robes were fluttering, and dazzling light burst out from his body, and the immature and green aura on his body seemed to be gradually being washed away.
At the same time, Jiang Hanzheng can also feel a strange feeling coming from his body, as if in the dark, the connection with the heaven and the earth has been strengthened, and the range that the spiritual sense can perceive has increased by several kilometers. With eyes, thoughts, and all around seems to be within his planning.
All these signs showed that he had broken through the middle stage of foundation establishment effortlessly, and even faintly approached the stage of consecration, so he could vaguely sense the laws of this world.
He looked at his body in disbelief, a steady stream of powerful force surged up, as long as he wanted to, he felt that he could instantly destroy this back mountain into dust.
The inner alchemy of the red-eyed beast is really well-deserved. He never knew that it would be so easy to break through the realm. Jiang Hanzheng estimated that it contained the aura of a monk who had been consecrated for about a whole period, plus his own hard work and hard work. With the solid foundation laid down, he believes that in the short time of this competition, he can still improve to a small level.
Although he still can't absorb this huge force for the time being, he has tasted the real sweetness, and he doesn't want to just taste it.
Jiang Hanzheng's confidence was soaring, and a trace of ambition that he didn't even notice sneaked up, and he had an idea that he had never dared to hope for before.
If all the power in the inner alchemy of the entire consecration period can be used by him, wouldn't it be possible for him to even reach the cultivation base of the golden alchemy period
Looking around, the youngest Golden Core cultivator in the Tianshan Mountains has also cultivated for more than five hundred years. This is definitely not the goal that new disciples can casually hope for, and there are also many monks who have cultivated for thousands of years. The spiritual root is not good enough, the rare magic weapon is not enough and other reasons, so it stops before the Golden Elixir.
Kong Huai is currently the most promising person who can take over the title of the youngest Jindan monk, and he does have this potential, but how to say, at this time, he is still at the peak of the consecration period after all, and is looking for a The opportunity to break through the bottleneck, if there is no good opportunity in a short period of time, it will be hard to get stuck on this joint eye.
He has been desperately chasing after him, but Kong Huai is still headstrong.
Jiang Hanzheng believed that this was the gap between them that they could catch up to. Thinking of this, he showed a relaxed smile, and started to practice again, and did not return all night.
The little apprentice didn't come back all night, but Helang didn't notice it at all. He was pestered by Kong Huai all night, and he had no time to take care of other things. This was the first time he discovered that this apprentice who usually didn't smell fireworks and was noble , also has such an annoying side.
He wanted to persuade him to go back to his room to rest, but no matter how he hinted, Kong Huai was unmoved, as if he didn't understand what he meant by chasing away guests.
Seeing Helang's annoyed and helpless look, Kong Huai couldn't help showing a rare smile on his usually expressionless face, and kept staring at him, not knowing whether he was looking at him or simply expressing it.
Helang's scalp was numb from his stare, fearing that he would discover something abnormal about this body again, he flicked his sleeves, intending to send him out by force.
Unexpectedly, Kong Huai pressed his raised hand, but in this moment, he showed a shallow smile.
"In the past hundred years, you have changed a lot... But, it's good."
He wanted to use a gentle and pleasant tone and diction as much as possible, but he was not good at words. What he wanted to say seemed stiff when it came to his mouth. He could only spit out a few words dryly, but it was not difficult to hear the emotion in them.
Kong Huai paused, looked at him again, and expressed his thoughts implicitly.
Helang immediately breathed a sigh of relief after knowing that he had no doubts. Hearing his tender tone, he felt something was wrong. He looked at Kong Huai suspiciously, and forgot to push him away and hold him hand.
Kong Huai avoided his gaze and lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
He didn't have much impression of his master in the past, and he was probably high above the others, as if he treated every elder. As a junior, he took his care and care as a matter of course and was at ease. alienated.
That's why after hearing the master's feelings for him, he felt fearful and inauthentic. This kind of master-student relationship was even more ashamed by him. He guessed that the master had been alone for a long time, so he would treat him with love. He often accompanied himself to produce delusional emotions.
But when he came back this time, he saw a master who was similar to but completely different from before.
It's still the same beautiful skin, her face hasn't aged a bit, but most of the year-round chill between her brows and eyes has melted away, cold but never cold, self-confident but not arrogant, no longer putting on the airs of a real person, ignoring Even the outer disciples, handyman disciples, and even the spiritual pets in the animal garden would care about personnel matters.
He is no longer used to cultivating in the dark cave all day long, but yearns for life outside.
Kong Huai could sense that Master's cultivation level hadn't increased at all in the past hundred years, and he didn't seem to care about his own cultivation level at all. Like an ordinary monk, he is obsessed with this, but he often goes to some pavilions, back mountains, reading books and painting, or simply watching Jiang Han practicing his sword.
He doesn't pay attention to the five grains that monks avoid, and will waste time sleeping like ordinary people, which is called relaxation.
In his impression, the person above the nine heavens suddenly fell to the ground and reappeared in front of his eyes. Even if he didn't pay his precious attention to himself, Kong Huai could still feel the distance between himself and him being drawn closer, and he could really feel it. to his emotions and existence.
How did he change into this appearance in the past hundred years? Who can make him change? Is Jiang Han right? It has to be admitted that this alone is enviable.
Kong Huai seems to be able to gradually understand the love between master and student that he was shameless in the past... Whether it is a master or an apprentice, they are just monks, and they are also mortals who have not ascended to immortality. It is perfectly normal to be bound by emotions and desires. .
Perhaps, he should also learn from his current master how to make himself see more clearly.
Thinking about his past years, since he was tested to have an excellent single spiritual root, the family rejoiced and sent him to Tianshan. The sect also placed high hopes on him, taught him earnestly, and instilled all words related to cultivation, So from childhood to youth, the only word in the world is cultivation.
He also took this as his goal, and with the arrogance cultivated by the strength of being in the top position for a long time, he moved forward on this road and never looked aside.
It's like a traveler desperately on his way, only thinking about the vague goal ahead, but forgetting the scenery of the journey.
But at this time, when he met such a master, he couldn't help but stop.
In this floating world of three thousand years, the vast world, without the direction of one's own heart, even if one lives, what's the point of living.
He is a monk, so he naturally drifts with the crowd, pursuing cultivation and attaining Taoism.
But the road to immortality is long, and for thousands of years, countless monks have pursued it, but only a few people have fulfilled their wish.
What's more, is this really what he wants? In the long years of cultivation, is he willing to be alone and move forward day after day
If it was before, he would definitely think it was nonsense, but now, he is shaken.
He has experienced the envious eyes of thousands of people, and also tasted the taste of power. At first, he was indeed complacent, passionate, and full of ambition, but after being numb, he can already treat it as dung.
Now, he is envious of the life of his master, who is not troubled by the ethereal Tao, but is only emotional for the flowers and grass in front of him, living so comfortably, and has an amazing charm , maybe this is why he can attract himself
Since the master who is a real person can easily take off these restraints, why can't he also stop for a while for him? Kong Huai returned, with a hazy smile covering his eyes.
"Tomorrow the competition is coming again. Will Master go to watch it? But, it's not him, it's me." He emphasized the second part of the sentence, and the "he" he was referring to was obviously Jiang Hanzheng.
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