In the blink of an eye, another half of the day passed.
The snow covering a radius of two to three kilometers was completely depicted by Ding Hao again.
"Xiao Dingzi's talent is indeed monstrous, but his level of effort is even more astonishing. Mastering the first-level inscriptions in six days is based on his almost sleepless practice every day. Others see his crazy growth in strength, but they don't see it. It’s hard to see how much sweat and effort Xiao Dingzi has put in behind the scenery.”
Even Sword Ancestor couldn't help but sigh secretly.
"Indeed, this boy is talented, willing to work hard, and has good luck. As long as he passes the level of Mu Tianyang in three years, he will be a blockbuster and soar into the sky. The little Wenjian Sect and Xuezhou, There is no way to restrain such a genius." It was rare that Sword Ancestor did not argue with Sword Ancestor.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, two more hours passed.
Continuously carving Chinese character inscriptions on the snow in a state of extreme exhaustion consumed Ding Hao. By this time, he was already dripping with sweat. His arms were swollen due to the high-intensity exercise, and he was almost losing consciousness.
Sitting cross-legged in the snow, circulating his profound energy for thirty-six consecutive days, he drove away all the fatigue from his body.
"Since you have created harmony on your own and embarked on your own path of inscription, I will no longer teach you other old things." Sword Ancestor waited for Ding Hao to recover completely, and then slowly said: "Now you What you lack is the condensation and mastery of it. I will teach you a set of techniques specifically used to condense your spiritual consciousness. Practicing day and night can make your spiritual consciousness extremely powerful. For an inscription master, Generally speaking, powerful spiritual consciousness allows you to assign inscriptions at will, communicate the energy of heaven and earth, and can also activate the power of inscriptions like a finger-arm user. In addition, it is beneficial to your cultivation. "
"What kind of skill is this?" Ding Hao asked with curiosity.
"Hahaha, I said it's a god-level skill, would you believe it?" Jian Zu was cautious.
"Only a ghost would believe it." Ding Hao gritted his teeth and joked. God-level skills are not just a cabbage on the roadside. Let alone Snow State or Northern Wilderness, there are only a few god-level skills in the entire Endless Continent. Although the origin of Sword Ancestor is mysterious, Ding Hao does not believe that he can master god-level techniques.
"Haha, you're right if you don't believe it." Sword Ancestor laughed loudly and began to teach the secret formula.
Ding Hao also stopped playing around and pondered carefully.
It wasn't until the sunset that Ding Hao finally memorized this formula, and understood it all thoroughly under Sword Ancestor's explanation.
The snowy wilderness outside Gudi Village witnessed the years of hard training of a young man, and also witnessed the first turbulent years of a genius embarking on the road to becoming a strong man. The wind and snow became heavier and heavier, and Ding Hao returned to the village.
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The second day.
Ding Hao only slept for less than two hours last night, and spent almost all of the other time practicing. Fortunately, practicing Xuan Gong's mental method itself is a process of recuperating the body, and the effect of warming the spiritual consciousness is extremely obvious. One hour of operation is equivalent to Sleep for five or six hours.
This is excellent news for Ding Hao, as it means that he can practice throughout the day with almost no sleep.
When eating breakfast in the morning, Ding Hao clearly noticed the worry and tension on the faces of the villagers.
The little girl Gao Xueer looked at Ding Hao eagerly, hoping that Ding Hao could save her fate as he said yesterday.
Ding Hao knew that no matter what he said, it would be superfluous, so after eating breakfast, he thought about it, took out the rusty sword from the storage ring, waved to Gao Xueer, handed the rusty sword over, and said: "Wait for the Qingjiang Town man in a moment. When a group of people arrive, just show them this rusty sword."
After saying that, Ding Hao stood up and left, returning to the stone building to practice again.
The people in Gudi Village all looked at each other, staring at the rusty sword in Gao Xueer's hand that looked like it had been picked out from the garbage heap. The one who came to the village today to rob people was Li Yunqi, a young genius who had joined the Wenjian Sect. Could it be that a rusty sword that looked like it could break at any time could do anything
Some people even speculated whether they were afraid and didn't dare to face Li Yunqi, so they got a rusty sword to fool people.
Maybe Li Yunqi and others had already run away before they arrived
Village chief Gao Feng and elder Gao Lin also had expressions of surprise and uncertainty on their faces. After thinking about it, there seemed to be no great masters in Xuzhou who relied on the rust sword to become famous, and no major sect was famous for the rust sword. Why? Are you sure of this? Moreover, isn't he a master of swordsmanship? Why did you get a sword
As a result, everyone became even more worried.
Only the little girl Gao Xueer, holding a rusty sword in her hand, with firm eyes, believed Ding Hao 100%.
Time passed slowly amid such anxiety and suspicion.
Finally, when I was on the third pole—
"Here they come, the people from Qingjiang Town are here..." The young man on the arrow tower yelled in panic.
Gao Feng and others quickly climbed up the ice crystal wall and looked outside.
There was a noise outside the village. A team of about several hundred people came slowly from the snow-covered mountain road in the distance. They were beating gongs and drums, wearing red and colorful decorations. Ten large red carriages were pulled by tall horses. , more than forty knights in red leather armor were full of energy and extraordinary magnificence.
As expected of a powerful force, with such a formation, Gudi Village would not be able to get it together even by selling iron and steel.
In the blink of an eye, the team arrived at the city gate.
The city gate had been opened long ago. Gao Feng and others did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly went out to welcome the group of people into the village.
Li Yunyang, who was scared to death by Ding Hao yesterday, was among them. He became arrogant and arrogant again. He couldn't wait to scan the crowd, but didn't see Ding Hao. He sneered and said: "Where is that arrogant guy yesterday? Let him come out, I want to see if he, a small casual cultivator, dares to be so arrogant in front of my fifth brother."
Next to Li Yunyang was a young man wearing a green shirt with a long sword hanging from his waist.
He looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, with an upright face and slanting eyebrows. He is not very handsome, but he has a strong heroic spirit and an extremely elegant temperament. Standing in the crowd, he looks like he stands out from the crowd, with an expressionless face. At a glance, you can tell that he is not a casual cultivator in the mountains, but an outstanding disciple from one of the famous sects.