Han Ding turned around and saw a young man standing under the ancient sword suspended in the air. This young man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and was dressed in a black robe. He looked very elegant, and quite a bit like a Taoist fairy. But it was a pity.
Yes, the cold light shining in his eyes made people chill, and gave people a vague aura of unstoppable fierceness.
"Who are you?" Han Ding had a clear mind and guessed that since this young man could enter the secret room quietly, he was definitely no match for him. However, Han Ding's concern for his father had long surpassed that fear. This was just like before.
He knew that he was defeated by Han Yu and others, but he still wanted to fight like the bad boy who bullied his father.
"You can call me Zhou Hao!" Zhou Hao replied with a look of approval in the young man's eyes.
"Zhou Hao?" There was no such character in Han Ding's image. "What do you want to do? What are your intentions here?"
"Intention?" Although Zhou Hao heard that Han Ding's tone was very unkind, he was not angry. He just said disdainfully: "If I have to say what I have an intention, it is to hope that you will grow up as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will
I won’t put the Aotian Divine Art into your mind!”
"Are you the one who gave me the Aotian Divine Art?" Zhou Hao's voice this time was somewhat similar to that of the person who shouted "Aotian Divine Art, disdain the heaven and earth, refine all things, and kill everything!" These sixteen words, Han
Ding believed it a little. However, Han Ding didn't buy it, "You gave me the practice method. I'm very grateful, but you knocked my father unconscious. I need an explanation!"
"Aren't you afraid of me?" Zhou Hao asked without answering.
"Why should I be afraid of you?"
"Because I'm not human!"
Zhou Hao's voice was eerie, and after saying those words, the temperature in the secret room seemed to drop a bit.
Inexplicably, Han Ding's scalp began to tingle, and goosebumps instantly covered his body. Perhaps only a non-human being could enter the secret room so quietly?
Thinking of this, Han Ding couldn't help but help his father take a step back.
Seeing Han Ding's performance, Zhou Hao couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face. Although this little guy is not afraid of tigers as a newborn, he is still a little afraid of things he has never been exposed to.
However, what Zhou Hao didn't expect was that just as he felt proud, the little guy in front of him returned to normal, "I have righteousness in my heart. Even if you are a ghost or a devil, what will happen?"
"Okay, you have the guts!" Zhou Hao was startled and then praised, thinking that the successor chosen by his old master was really extraordinary. With such momentum at such a young age, his future would definitely be limitless.
"Whether I have a seed or not has nothing to do with you." The little guy didn't buy it, his face darkened, and he continued to dwell on the topic he was most concerned about, "You haven't told me why you knocked out my father!"
"Is this important?" Zhou Hao was startled again and asked depressedly, completely unaware that his tone had quietly changed amidst the little guy's nonsense.
"It's very important!" Han Ding replied seriously, "Dragon has reverse scales, and so do I. Anyone who hurts my father is my enemy."
"I'm not hurting him, I'm helping him." Zhou Hao said with a bitter smile, thinking that at the top of the sky, more than ten million masters died at his hands, how could anyone dare to question himself like this, "At the critical moment of your practice, he
Break in, if you don't knock him out, he will be injured and you will go crazy!"
Han Ding knew that Zhou Hao was not lying. After all, the young man in black in front of him could enter the secret room quietly and had an indescribable aura in his movements. He was probably a master. If he wanted to hurt himself and his father, it would be easy. More
What's more, he is still explaining to himself earnestly.
"Thank you!" Han Ding said apologetically. Then, he asked tentatively: "Are you really not a human being?"
"You are not a human being, and your whole family is not a human being!" Zhou Hao replied to Han Ding, but then he said with a proud look on his face: "I am indeed beyond human existence, but I am not a devil, not a monster, and I am not a demon.
ghost!"
It transcends human existence, and many ghosts are neither humans nor demons. Are they really gods? Han Ding was shocked, but then he became confused. Legend has it that Fengyuan Continent has been abandoned by the gods, and gods will not come.
Here, from this point of view, Zhou Hao is definitely not a god. Even if he is a god, so what, this is his own home. No matter how the king of heaven comes, he has to make the decision himself.
Huh? How could he be like this? Han Ding was startled by his powerful thoughts. He felt vaguely weird, but it was natural and very weird.
"You don't need to guess. I am not a god, but a spirit, the spirit in the sword." Ignoring the domineering aura that flashed through Han Ding's eyes, Zhou Hao looked up at the God-Slaying Ancient Sword and said lightly.
, "The reason why I appear here is because you broke the seals of the gods for me and allowed me to reappear in the world."
"Why are you sealed?" In the eyes of others, God is the supreme existence and the representative of holiness. Those who are sealed and punished by God are all devils from hell. But Han Ding has no fear and has a self-shaping pulse.
After being infected by the bead, he believed that he was the master of destiny. Whoever dared to stop him would kill God if he stood in his way, and kill Buddha if he stood in the way of Buddha.
"Because my former master was too powerful!" The domineering look in Zhou Hao's eyes again made Zhou Hao feel familiar, and at the same time it also aroused the sadness that had been hidden in his heart. "Geniuses attract jealousy. Although he is indifferent to fame and fortune, he only pursues the peak of martial arts.
, but it still caused panic among others, fearing that he would threaten them, hey..."
Zhou Hao's eyes were so lonely and depressed that Han Ding couldn't bear to see him.
"Forget it, the past is over!" Zhou Hao sighed, but then changed the topic and turned back to Han Ding and said, "Your blood accidentally flowed into my body, and you are already my current master. You must improve as soon as possible.
Strength, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"
Master? I am his master? Han Ding was startled at first, then overjoyed, but soon adapted to it. He took it for granted, assumed the attitude of a master, and said calmly: "It's not your fault!"
Although the change in Han Ding's demeanor was fleeting, Zhou Hao could still see it clearly. He couldn't help but secretly admired that although the master in this world has no strength, he has pride. Generally speaking, a person with pride is not as strong as his strength.
No matter how weak you are, you will grow up quickly.
Although he admired and looked forward to Han Ding, Zhou Hao did not show it. Instead, he smiled lightly and said: "You don't have to be dissatisfied. Do you know what the fairy crystal that seals me is called? Let me tell you, this piece of crystal is called
The Immortal Crystal is called the Demon-Sealing Immortal Crystal, and an ancient vicious demon is sealed inside. The gods have also sealed me in it. I hope that I will be corrupted by the demonic energy, fall to my will, forget the memories of my past life, and thus destroy the Aotian Divine Art."
Han Ding was silent. In the bottom of his heart, there seemed to be a voice telling him: Zhou Hao should have told him all this, because it was Han Ding who rescued Zhou Hao and became his master.
Zhou Hao continued: "Now, because you rashly absorbed the energy in the fairy crystal, the seal has been loosened. I broke the seal and came out. In less than a hundred years, the evil demon will come out, and it will definitely attract the attention of the gods.
, if they discover that you have practiced the Aotian Divine Art, I'm afraid..."
Looking at Zhou Hao's eyes, Han Ding also guessed what was behind him, so he asked: "Why do the gods want to destroy the Aotian Divine Art?"
"Because it's too heaven-defying!" Zhou Hao replied.
"Going against the will of heaven?" Han Ding smiled and laughed. "I, Han Ding, have been called a loser for fifteen years, so what if I go against the will of the heavens once?"
Zhou Hao was stunned by the sudden sentence and looked at Han Ding like he was sizing up a monster. The cautious young man from before had a firm gaze and exuded the domineering aura of being the only one in the world.
"A hundred years from now, I will definitely be able to kill the devil in the fairy crystal and defeat the invading gods." The young man also stared at Zhou Hao and said word by word: "No matter whether you looked down on my strength in the past, since I
Once I become your master, you must listen to me!"
Is this still the same young man just now? Even though Zhou Hao has experienced a lot, has fought all his life, and has an extremely strong aura, when he faced Han Ding at this time, he also felt sincere.
"I will try my best to help you!" Zhou Hao said, "Originally, a third-level spiritual person can barely practice martial arts, but the martial arts I have are the worst and the best. With your current strength, you still can't exert its power.
So you’d better ask your father to teach you a set and make do with it!”
When talking about martial arts, Han Ding's eyes lit up. He knew that practicing martial arts is like an energy stone, and martial arts is a large formation. A large formation without energy stones cannot operate, but only energy stones can
It is to guard a golden mountain without knowing how to use it. Both are indispensable.
In this world, martial arts are divided into nine levels and three grades. Levels 1, 2 and 3 are low grade, followed by middle grade, and levels 7, 8 and 9 are high grade. Low grade and middle grade martial arts are very common, but high grade martial arts are very difficult to obtain.
The emergence of top-grade martial arts often triggers countless battles and bloodshed.
"Okay!" Han Ding understood the principle that a man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade. He did not force it, but said calmly: "Since you are a spiritual creature, it must not be difficult to hide in my body. You can enter my body now."
Within your body, assist me and let me become the supreme existence step by step!"
After saying that, Han Ding was stunned again. How could he know so much? Also, why was his tone so weird?
"I am just a remnant soul, and I need to return to your body for nourishment." Ignoring Han Ding's surprise, Zhou Hao nodded, swayed, and returned to the God-Slaying Ancient Sword. The whole sword turned into a
The black light penetrated Han Xiao's Dantian, and the golden beads each occupied half of the space.