Duan Yu, a bookworm, was also granted the title of Xiaoyaohou. His father strictly ordered him to study Han etiquette at home and was not allowed to leave home. Naturally, he lost the opportunity mentioned in the original book.
It was a great pleasure for Liu Hao and Mu Wanqing to travel around and enjoy the magnificent mountains and rivers.
After Mu Wanqing, a thorny wild rose, was taken by Liu Hao and given the red pill, she spent time with Liu Hao day and night in the past few days. Their relationship heated up rapidly. She was completely conquered by Liu Hao and became more obedient than a sheep.
The two of them were riding lightly and easily, as if they were glued to one another, giving them the feeling of a couple walking around the world.
"Your Majesty, what is there about this Infinite Sword Sect that is worthy of attention?"
On the mountain road, Mu Wanqing held Liu Hao's arm, facing the breeze of Wuliang Mountain, brushing the black hair beside her ears, and asked softly.
In her eyes, Liu Hao seemed to be a master of martial arts. He was already the greatest master in the world. Even the holy land of martial arts, Tianlong Temple, was suppressed with just a few clicks. A mere Wuliang Sword Sect, which might be regarded as a first-class sect in the southwest, was not suitable for Liu Hao.
As far as Hao is concerned, it is not worth mentioning at all.
While Liu Hao was observing Wuliang Mountain with his qi-gazing technique, he smiled lightly and said: "The Wuliang Sword Sect is all mediocre people, so naturally they are not worth mentioning. But behind Wuliang Mountain, there is a great opportunity that can be easily obtained...
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For Liu Hao, who already had a strong foundation in the Beiming Magic Skill, he was not that attractive, but Liu Hao wanted to see if the plot had changed, and maybe he could get some clues about the mysterious Xiaoyao Sect from here.
The two of them were walking in the mountains, as if they were walking on flat ground. Jin Yiwei had already gone straight to the mountain gate with the Holy Emperor's gold medal, and overawed Zuo Zimu, the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect. However, there were no unsighted disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect who came to look for trouble.
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Dali has been turned upside down recently, and the killings shocked the world!
As the leader of a sect, Zuo Zimu is naturally well-informed. A Jianghu sect cannot compete with the imperial army in any case.
Liu Hao had just climbed to the top of Wuliang Mountain. Zuo Zimu of the Wuliang Sword Sect came down the mountain in person with his disciples to greet the Holy Master. They were more than ten feet apart and a large group of them knelt down and shouted: "Caomin Zuo
Zimu, long live your majesty!"
While saluting, Zuo Zimu glanced out of the corner of his eye and was surprised to see that the legendary hero who commanded troops to suppress Dali was so young.
"Your Majesty wants to visit Wuliang Mountain. Do you want me to guide you? This place has beautiful scenery and is a paradise on earth. If your Majesty is interested, you can stay for a few days..."
This guy is in Tianlong and has chosen the Tianshan Lingjiu Palace. He is indeed a person who likes to follow others and wants to take advantage of the opportunity to hug Liu Hao's lap.
"That's all, please step aside. I and my concubine can take a stroll as we please."
Liu Hao frowned slightly, waved his hand, and signaled everyone to retreat. The cave was the old place of the Xiaoyao Sect, and the crowds of people disturbed the tranquility.
"As you command!"
After everyone from the Wuliang Sword Sect respectfully retreated, Liu Hao's figure suddenly disappeared from the cliff.
Zuo Zimu looked back and happened to see some clues, and felt a chill in his heart: What kind of Qing Gong is this!?
The Holy Emperor of the Han Dynasty actually swept down from the cliff of Baizhan. Is he a human or a god?
Liu Hao held Mu Wanqing's slender waist, and the two of them seemed to be in the sky for eternity. A feather fell sharply in the sky. When the momentum was too strong, he stepped on the ancient tree on the cliff. With a little help, he
In the meantime, Liu Hao had landed firmly on the ground.
Hundreds of feet fell from the sky, and Mu Wanqing was a little scared. Her long eyelashes were trembling, which was very cute. Liu Hao pinched her snowy cheeks and smiled: "Wanqing, you can open your eyes now."
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"Wow! It's so beautiful here!"
Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes shone slightly. She and Qin Hongmian grew up in the valley since childhood, but they were not as good as this secret place behind Wuliang Mountain!
The turquoise mirror lake is like a huge mirror, phosphorescent and shining, shining on the sky, while the surrounding cliffs are covered with moss and full of green.
"The Xiaoyao sect is happy and free, but it is quite good at choosing places..."
Liu Hao looked around and observed the terrain.
It is said that mountains and rivers nourish people, and it is not unreasonable. The mountains and rivers here meet, and the spiritual energy is deep. It is really a paradise-like place. Living in this kind of place, ordinary people can live longer than ordinary people. Practicing martial arts here has no worries.
Regardless of distracting thoughts, martial arts progress is also faster than in ordinary places.
Following the terrain, Liu Hao groped around and finally found the entrance and entered the cave where Wu Yazi once lived in seclusion.
It was from here that Duan Yu obtained the Beiming Divine Skill and Lingbo Weibu among the Heavenly Dragons. Liu Hao flew to his destination and saw the empty cave, only a lifelike statue of a goddess, which seemed a little sad and sad.
"All the past events are like quicksand between your fingers..."
Liu Hao's eyes calmed down and he said slowly: "Wu Yazi is entangled in the love affair between men and women, focusing on one thing and not the other. After all, his style and tolerance are a little small. He accepted several women together. This is what a man does..."
call--
Liu Hao would not kowtow stupidly like that idiot Duan Yu. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the scripture hidden in the futon in his palm.
Ding dong!
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the "Bei Ming Divine Art" and been rated at the emperor level!"
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained "Lingbo Weibu", rated as emperor level!"
"Congratulations to the host, you have started the ultimate secret mission of Xiaoyao. Please ask the host to collect the magical skills of all Xiaoyao sects. Great fortune will come!"
"Beiming Divine Art" and "Lingbo Weibu" were already acquired, but Liu Hao's attention fell on the ultimate secret of freedom.
"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it has. When it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. With the back of a Peng, I don't know how many thousands of miles it has. When it flies in anger, its wings are as big as
The clouds hanging from the sky..."
Liu Hao scanned the secret book in his palm with one glance and ten lines, and a clear understanding gradually emerged in his heart: the meaning of freedom was taken from the Taoist sage Zhuangzi. This line of Taoist Xuan Gong talks about the foundation, and the Beiming Magic is to constantly plunder people.
Use your internal strength to expand your Dantian and strengthen your own skills.
"Although the Beiming Divine Art is exquisite, as far as the current situation is concerned, it is no longer practical for me..."