Chapter 385 A thousand years of life, a thousand years of skill!
Bang bang!
Outside the palace, the four guards in black suddenly opened the door and rushed in.
When they saw Hao Ren holding a black four-edged sword in his hand, they suddenly looked sad and knelt down with a bang, "Dragon King!"
Dragon King…Dragon King…Dragon King…
The spacious palace echoed with the echoes of these four personal guards.
The beams and pillars of the palace are still lingering with Zhao Haoran's remaining dragon power. However, all of Zhao Haoran's skills have been passed on to Hao Ren, and the remaining ray of his soul has been integrated into the black sword in Hao Ren's hand.
From the top of the glazed tiles of the palace, a black madness rose into the sky.
The surrounding sea water surges, like substantial black air, breaking through the sea surface and directly breaking through the clouds thousands of meters high!
boom……
The black air gradually dissipated.
A generation of heroes was disillusioned.
Such an abnormality caused the nearby Dragon Palace soldiers to come closer one after another.
The four guards suddenly turned into four black lights and flew out of the palace.
"Dragon King is practicing, and any trespassers will be killed!" Four guards stood in the four directions of the palace and shouted in unison.
Hundreds of soldiers who quickly approached quickly stopped in their tracks.
Hongshou Palace gradually returned to calm, and the soldiers hurriedly returned the same way.
"Tell Zhao Guang that the Dragon King is about to leave, so you can take care of yourself!" The four guards stood on the four corners of the palace roof and shouted in unison.
Immediately afterwards, without any hesitation, they followed the black air that gradually dissipated in the sky and suddenly turned into four black lights and rushed out of the sea.
Qinglong General, Xuanwu General, *** General, Suzaku General, I wish to follow the old Dragon King forever, and I wish to guard the mausoleum all my life!
They rolled up a trace of Zhao Haoran's remaining aura and flew towards the west!
No matter what, they still want to defend the manor where Zhao Haoran retires in the United States to prove that Zhao Haoran is still alive and well!
Only in this way will the forces coveting the East China Sea stay in their respective territories safely. Otherwise, they will be like the Dragon Palace in the West Sea, where a thousand-year-old foundation will be destroyed!
In the center of the palace, Hao Ren held the cold black dragon thorn in his hands. He hesitated for a few seconds and injected a bit of spiritual power into the black dragon thorn.
Wow...
The tip of the black dragon's thorn released a black shock wave, which suddenly rushed out of the open palace door, swept across the square outside the door, and shot into the distance.
Bang!
The roof of a palace ahead had a corner cut off!
The weapon that possesses Zhao Haoran's thousand-year dragon soul is so powerful!
At the same time, a cold murderous aura spread along the hilt of the sword towards Hao Ren's heart!
Hao Ren took the black dragon thorn, took a few steps back, and sat down directly on the golden throne.
Not everyone can resist the strong backlash of the Black Dragon Thorn, which has a strong murderous aura accumulated over thousands of years!
Hao Ren only tried to input a very small amount of spiritual power, but it had such huge destructive power! Of course, if more spiritual power was injected, the murderous intent would be more harmful to the monks themselves!
Hao Ren finally understood why Zhao Haoran asked him to hand over this weapon to Zhao Kuo.
Because only a top master like Zhao Kuo can control such a ferocious weapon!
And when Zhao Kuo gets this weapon, he will know the truth of the matter! It is at that time that Zhao Haoran's soul-destroying matter will be made public!
For the sake of the short-term stability of the East China Sea, Zhao Haoran would rather not enter Longling!
Heroic emotions slowly rose in Hao Ren's heart.
I used to think that Zhao Haoran was ferocious and arrogant, but now I think about it, Zhao Haoran is a strong man who can swallow up the heaven and the earth!
Hao Ren carefully put away the black dragon thorn, stood up from the golden throne, and walked outside the palace.
Everything is quiet. The entire East China Sea Dragon Palace is filled with red lights.
Hao Ren walked through the practice field paved with spiritual stones, then walked through the arch bridge with white jade railings, passed through several corridors, and arrived at the main hall where Zhao Guang was.
Zhao Guang was sitting in front of the desk, looking at something by the light of a candlestick. Elders Lu and Sun, as well as Prime Minister Xia, stood quietly on both sides of him.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Guang raised his head, saw Hao Ren, and asked.
"Old Dragon King...Grandpa, you have gone back." Hao Ren hesitated and said.
"Well, someone has already told me." Zhao Guang nodded, put the things in his hands aside, and then asked Hao Ren, "Father, there must be some deeper meaning in passing on the position of general to you, right?
"
"Grandpa asked me to practice hard and take care of Ah Zi." Hao Ren said.
"Yes." Zhao Guang nodded again, "This time the matter in Xihai is over, he really wants to go back."
Hao Ren was silent. Obviously, Zhao Guang never expected that Zhao Haoran had disappeared into the world.
In Zhao Guang's eyes, the old man Zhao Haoran is still as powerful, as violent, and as controlling as before.
"Is Su Han still in the Dragon Palace?" Hao Ren asked.
"Still recuperating in the Dragon Palace." Zhao Guang turned to look at Prime Minister Xia, "Please, Prime Minister, please take Aren there."
Prime Minister Xia took a few steps forward and said, "Consort, please."
"Uncle, take a rest early." Hao Ren said to Zhao Guang.
Zhao Guang smiled, waved his arms gently, and continued to look down at his things.
Prime Minister Xia bent down and took small steps, leading Hao Ren to Elder Xingyue's palace.
"Master Hao, congratulations on your appointment as general." Prime Minister Xia turned to Hao Ren and said as he walked away.
"Haha." Hao Ren smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.
General Pingxi sounds majestic from all sides, but in fact, he was pushed to the top by Zhao Haoran.
"I can probably understand what the old Dragon King means, but Mr. Hao, you have to be careful." Prime Minister Xia continued.
"Careful?" Hao Ren looked at him a little confused.
"You are the general of the old Dragon King Yudian. Naturally, no one dares to object in the Dragon Palace, but outside..." Prime Minister Xia paused, "You are the general of the East China Sea Dragon Palace. You are one of the dragons with millions of soldiers.
head……"
Prime Minister Xia talked in a roundabout way, and Hao Ren gradually understood - he was the general of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, but he did not live in the Dragon Palace. He was not protected by thousands of troops and horses, and his own strength was not strong.
This time, the West Sea Dragon Palace was almost destroyed, and I definitely couldn’t swallow this bad breath...
Zhao Haoran wanted Hao Ren to occupy the vacant general's seat to avoid civil strife in the Dragon Palace, but this actually put Hao Ren in a more dangerous environment.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, all the palaces in the West Sea Dragon Palace were destroyed, and all the army was wiped out, but there are still several Qiankun-level monks left!
"However, I see that Mr. Hao is in high spirits and seems to have improved his level." Prime Minister Xia continued.
"Prime Minister Xia, thank you very much." Hao Ren also politely said.
He still clearly remembered that when he first came to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, he humbly asked Prime Minister Xia for some training methods in the "Concentration Art". Now in the blink of an eye, he has reached the Gen level.
"The old Dragon King has a violent temper, but he is a rare good Dragon King. If Mr. Hao can get the guidance of the Old Dragon King, he will be able to break through the level." Prime Minister Xia continued.
Hao Ren looked at Prime Minister Xia and suddenly felt that Prime Minister Xia was a bit unfathomable. Prime Minister Xia had assisted two generations of Dragon Kings, so he should be very thorough in the so-called Dragon King's thoughts.
Prime Minister Xia and Hao Ren entered the door of Elder Xingyue's palace, and the female disciple in charge immediately went inside to inform Su Han.
"Sister, please go in." The female disciple hurriedly ran out and said to Hao Ren.
So Hao Ren walked along the garden, but Prime Minister Xia still stayed at the door waiting for Hao Ren.
Before the flowers and under the moonlight, Hao Ren was walking in the quiet palace and suddenly felt a little nervous.
During this battle between the East China Sea and the West China Sea, Hao Ren was a little worried about Su Han, who was resting in the Dragon Palace. However, it seemed that Su Han was not directly involved in the chaos between the East China Sea and the West Sea this time.
Tuk tuk…
Hao Ren knocked on the door.
"Come in." Su Han's clear voice sounded inside.
Hao Ren carefully pushed the door open and saw Su Han sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing with his eyes closed.
Her face was rosy, and she seemed to be more beautiful than before as her skills increased.
"General Pingxi of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, why are you here late at night? What's the important business?" Su Han asked, her red lips slightly parted.
Hao Ren smiled helplessly, "I just came over to see you."
When these words came out, Hao Ren felt something was wrong. Why did it sound like a hidden beauty in a golden house?
"My skills have been restored, and I will return to the Dragon Temple tomorrow. I also need a detailed report on the matters in the East China Sea and the West Sea." Su Han slowly opened his bright eyes and said.
Hao Ren nodded, knowing that this was Su Han's responsibility. The battle between the East China Sea Dragon Palace and the West Sea Dragon Palace almost disturbed the mortals in Donghai City. The Dragon Temple must know the details, and Su Han, as a long-term resident in Donghai City
The examiner must provide an explanation.
"What will happen if a cultivator runs out of life?" Hao Ren was silent for a moment and asked.
"The higher the monk's realm, the longer his lifespan. Dragon monks who reach Gan level and human monks who reach the peak of Nascent Soul all have about a thousand years of lifespan. However, the cycle of life and death is the law of heaven and earth. Unless you reach the realm of Tianlong, or
Only in the stage of becoming a god can you live as long as the heaven and earth, and compete with the sun and the moon for glory." Su Han said.
"Then... what if you use the magic elixir to extend your life?" Hao Ren asked next.
"The rare and exotic fruits in the world may be able to extend the lifespan of some people, but for monks whose lifespan has reached the limit, any magic elixir is useless. Only by practicing hard and breaking through the realm of heavenly dragons can we achieve true longevity.
Only by living forever can you become a truly strong person in the world." Su Han said calmly.
"I understand." Hao Ren smiled lightly.
He thought for a while and asked Su Han, "If you go to Dragon Temple, will you return to Donghai City?"
"Should... yes." Su Han looked at Hao Ren and said.
"Then...if you come back, will you come to Donghai University?" Hao Ren paused for two seconds and then asked.
"What do you think?" Su Han stared at Hao Ren.
Hao Ren gritted his teeth, "I hope you come back."