Before Jianzu could speak, Daozu couldn't wait to rush and said: "Xiao Dingzi, do you still remember the mysterious cave under the cliff in the garbage slum area in the back mountain?"
"Damn, crazy bitch, you're robbing me again." Sword Ancestor was immediately upset when he was robbed.
"Haha, you yourself are slow to react, and you actually blame me." Daozu said proudly.
Ding Hao did not get involved in the quarrel between the two old guys who had been lonely for countless years. Instead, his eyes lit up and he suddenly realized what he had been ignoring. In the mysterious cave, in the square stone pit, those who had not yet The mysterious white** that ran out…
"I actually forgot about this." Ding Hao patted his thigh excitedly.
All my meridians and physique are obtained by immersing in that kind of **.
Although the Sword Ancestor and the Sword Ancestor have been secretive and unwilling to say anything more, Ding Hao is sure that the white body is definitely an extremely rare genius treasure. In fact, Ding Hao has been thinking about the mysterious cave the whole time. But I don’t have time to go there. Now that I have a storage ring, it’s definitely feasible to get some mysterious things back.
Thinking of this, Ding Hao did not hesitate at all, changed his clothes, and immediately walked towards the back mountain slum area.
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The sun sets, leaving only the last trace of light on the earth.
The autumn leaves are withering, and wherever you look, the mountains and plains are covered in golden color.
This is the most beautiful season of the year in Selangor. In twenty or thirty days, when all the yellow leaves finally wither and fall from the branches, the long snow season will come, and the entire land will be covered with white snow. The severe cold and White will become the main tone of Selangor.
Compared with before, the slums have not changed much. They are still chaotic and full of vitality. The people living here are as tenacious as weeds in a garbage dump.
Because he was going to a mysterious cave, Ding Hao didn't want to be recognized.
Wearing a green bamboo hat and a linen coarse robe, he slowly walked along the rugged path in the slums at night, looking at the decaying huts and chimneys emitting smoke. A familiar smell filled the air in my heart, as if I had returned to the first few days of time travel.
When passing by the garbage dump, Ding Hao saw the small fenced courtyard and thatched hut where he once lived.
Now the place has a new owner, smoke is rising from the chimney, the flower pots in the yard have been cleared, the ground is extremely smooth, there are some wooden stakes for practice, and there is a black wooden sign hanging at the gate of the fence. A few words were written in a zigzag manner -
Invincible Xuanwu Academy.
Ding Hao almost laughed out loud.
There are often people in the slums who know a few tricks and set up some private martial arts classes in order to make a living. There are also parents who hope that their descendants can escape from the slums like a carp leaping through the dragon's gate and send their children to such cheap schools. Lay the foundation in a martial arts class.
But the person in front of me actually dared to call himself invincible at the back of Wenjian Sect, and also dared to call himself an academy. He was really bold.
I'm afraid that the master of the martial arts class is either a liar or a lunatic.
After a casual glance, Ding Hao kept walking and followed the road into the garbage dump area, which was like a rolling hill.
Seeing that there was no one around, Ding Hao followed the safe route according to his memory, crossed the poisonous miasma and poisonous swamps, and came to the edge of the cliff of the abyss of the cave. Below were the rolling masses of black mist. It has a fishy smell and a strong wind, which is extremely scary.
"This is it."
It was here that Ding Hao fell off the cliff and had an adventure.
Ding Hao couldn't help but feel emotional when he visited his old place again today.
Now that he was already a young master in the five-aperture martial arts realm, he naturally no longer needed to climb ropes. The so-called skilled people are bold, so Ding Hao looked at the direction, jumped directly towards the bottom of the cliff.
The strong wind whistled in my ears.
After descending for about ten meters, Ding Hao summoned the rusty sword from the storage ring, inserted it with his backhand, and inserted it on the cliff. The "Tao" character of the "Smoke and Waves Confusion Technique" exploded, and the whole person seemed to be weightless. Like water droplets, it hangs on the cliff with the rusty sword.
Taking a deep breath, he lowered his head to identify the next foothold, drew out the rusty sword with his backhand, and continued to fall.
Ding Hao did not dare to neglect at all, and circulated his profound energy, his whole body shimmering with light silver, and tried his best to resist the terrible suction coming from the mist.
After going back and forth like this, after descending about six or seven hundred meters, we finally reached the entrance of the cave.
The entrance to the cave is extremely hidden, and is obscured by a dim light curtain. Even if you get close to within ten meters, it is still difficult to find. If Ding Hao hadn't been here once, and had the guidance of Dao Ancestor and Sword Ancestor, I would have to find one. It’s been a while.
Whoosh!
Ding Hao passed through the light curtain and entered the cave entrance.
There is no change from the last time I came here. This corridor is still cold and dry, completely natural, and leads to the depths of the cave in twists and turns.
"Damn, here we go again."
"Seeing the color of this stone wall makes me want to vomit."
The Sword Ancestor and the Sword Ancestor have been imprisoned here for hundreds of thousands of years, and they have long had psychological shadows. Now that they are revisiting their old places, they are obviously not in a good mood. They each complained and became silent.
Ding Hao was in a good mood.
Because when he came to the rectangular coffin-like stone pit in the center of the cave, he was surprised to find that the flesh inside, which had turned light gray, turned milky white again, as if it had been purified, although it was still The bottom of the pit is about an inch deep, but it is much more optimistic than Ding Hao imagined.
"I wonder how effective this medicine is for body training? Should it be taken internally or applied externally?"
Ding Hao hesitated a little.
"Idiot, improve your physical attributes and take it internally, and train your body for external use." In his mind, the silent Sword Ancestor reminded him.
Ding Hao suddenly realized.
His physical attributes have been improved to the extreme, and of course he needs to exercise at this time.
Ding Hao took off his clothes, took out some ** from the stone pit, smeared it evenly on his whole body, and then immediately used the "Ice and Fire Nine Turns Golden Body Technique" mentality to perform the "Third Ice Style" to induce the separation between heaven and earth. The power of the true fire of the sun tempered his body and merged with the strange energy in the white body.
Sure enough, the next moment, as the power of the free sun's true fire entered his body and burned him, Ding Hao felt waves of numbness and coldness on the surface of his body.
The white flesh is slowly melting into his muscles and bones.
Because it is the third fire style of practice, the best effect is achieved by circulating the fire attribute sword art energy in the Dantian in the chest.
Ding Hao's hot profound energy circulated in the four acupoints of "Zhongji", "Tanzhong", "Yutang" and "Jujue" for a full thirty-six weeks. Who knew that two hours had passed and he only felt "fire" in his body? The "Yan Xuan Qi" is getting thicker and purer, with a faint tendency to swell. It is obvious that he has completely reached the peak of the Four Apertures martial arts realm.
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Additional update for Dancer in the Shadow.