The old man was very happy. He walked up to Leng Aotian and patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Not bad! Haha, not bad!"
"Old man, when are we leaving here?" Leng Aotian looked at the old man and asked. He missed his women after being out for so long.
The old man thought for a while, looked at Leng Aotian and said, "Why did you condense the natural energy so fast just now? And how could the condensed energy be so pure?"
"Isn't this nothing?!" Leng Aotian looked at the old man inexplicably: "Once your strength reaches the advanced level of psychic realm, you should be able to do this, right?"
"That's not right!" The old man shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "Tell me the details of your training at Fairy Sword Peak!"
Seeing the old man's serious look, Leng Aotian told the old man all about the training process on the Immortal Sword Peak and his feelings.
"Yeah!" After listening to Leng Aotian's narration, the old man had a calm expression on his face, but his heart was in turmoil.
He knew that when Leng Aotian was on the verge of life and death, one of his feet accidentally stepped into the realm of heaven and man. In this case, or one day by chance, Leng Aotian was able to break through to the realm of heaven and man.
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Now Leng Aotian's strength can no longer be regarded as an advanced psychic realm, but should be regarded as a pseudo-celestial being.
The old man knew the status of Leng Aotian's strength, but he did not tell Leng Aotian that he did not want Leng Aotian to be forced to stay in the Immortal Sword Sect. He knew very well that Leng Aotian was used to the outside world and would never stay for a long time.
Immortal Sword Sect.
If he reveals Leng Aotian's true strength, then the people of the Immortal Sword Sect will definitely try their best to retain Leng Aotian. They will learn from Leng Aotian's experience in reaching the realm of pseudo-celestial beings.
In the old man's opinion, these are all coincidences, and not something anyone can do step by step.
Standing there and thinking silently for a moment, the old man looked at Leng Aotian and said: "It will be a while before the peak martial arts meeting, and I plan to let you participate together. This time our Fairy Sword Sect will definitely be able to get the first place, just like in previous years.
Name. Don't go anywhere during this period. Just practice in this valley. Your mysterious understanding has just begun. I hope that after this period of practice, you can stabilize this understanding and continue it.
Go down."
The old man knew that Leng Aotian's pseudo-celestial realm was created by some chance. If he didn't calm down to stabilize his realm, this realization would probably fade away and disappear with the passage of time. The outside world is diverse.
Leng Aotian has so many worldly affairs. If he is allowed to leave the void now, such a good opportunity will probably go in vain.
Leng Aotian was reluctant to stay in the hole any longer. He looked at the old man and said, "Old man, why do you have to stay here and wait for time?... Can't we just go and participate in the Peak Martial Arts Tournament when it starts?"
"No!" The old man seriously rejected Leng Aotian's request: "You must practice here for me... I will call you when the time comes, and I'm leaving!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's body swayed and he flew away in the distance.
"This old man must be the Yun Mengdie that I can't bear to leave! He made me anxious, so I'll leave alone!"
Leng Aotian was very aggrieved, but he didn't really leave the hole alone. He didn't want to go against the old man's wishes.
After walking around for a while, he found a cave. Leng Aotian sat down cross-legged, gently closed his eyes, and soon entered that mysterious realm again.
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"You bastard! Where are you!"
Leng Aotian heard the old man's roar, stopped practicing and slowly opened his eyes, stood up and stretched, and then disappeared on the spot following him.
The next moment he appeared in front of the old man: "Old man, didn't you say you would call me after the peak martial arts meeting started? Why are you so anxious to find me?"
"The day of the peak martial arts meeting is coming soon!" The old man glared at Leng Aotian and said, "How long do you want to stay here?"
"The time is up?!" Leng Aotian was a little unbelievable: "It can't be so soon, right?! I think it's been less than a day!"
"Okay, don't be nagging. Everyone in the sect has already set off, and we are the only ones left at the back... Let's leave quickly!" After the old man finished speaking, the fairy sword was already suspended in the air.
"Well, let's go then!" Leng Aotian curled his lips, took out the spiritual moon and condensed that strange energy. The spiritual moon quickly grew in size, and soon its diameter exceeded one and a half meters.
"Old man, this thing of mine is better than yours!" Leng Aotian looked proudly at Lingyue, which glowed with a strange red light, and then disappeared in front of the old man in a flash.
"You bastard, where have you gone!" The old man frowned fiercely, turned around and found Leng Aotian chopping down a tree with his palm not far away.
"What is he going to do?" The old man was a little curious. After waiting for less than five minutes, Leng Aotian came back.
Holding a few neatly chopped wooden boards with Xiantian Qi in his hand, Leng Aotian placed the wooden boards flat on Ling Yue, then jumped up and sat on the wooden boards proudly: "Hey, old man, what do you want?
Don’t come up and sit with us!”
"Let's go!" The old man glared at Leng Aotian, and the fairy sword flew rapidly high into the sky.
"Tch, be envious! Be jealous!" Leng Aotian looked at the old man with disdain, and Yun Xianxiang was so angry that he sat on Lingyue and chased after him.
One day later, Leng Aotian followed the old man to the top of Mount Tai.
The old man pointed to the ten-meter-high altitude on the top of Mount Tai: "Use your innate true energy to sense it yourself. With your strength, you should be able to easily sense the existence of the void!"
The Xiantian Qi circulated in a circle, and according to the method taught by the old man, Leng Aotian soon felt a strange energy fluctuation ten meters above the sky.
"Let me teach you how to open this hole. This is the simplest way to open it!" The old man finished speaking, and then told Leng Aotian the method of opening the black hole in space above the top of Mount Tai.
He and the old man entered this black hole in space, and the next moment Leng Aotian was standing on an empty mountain rock.
"This hollow is very small. There is only an endless mountain. There is an empty valley deep in the mountain. The peak martial arts competition is held in this valley. The old man said as he galloped forward.
Leng Aotian didn't say anything more and followed the old man forward, but there was some expectation in his heart.
He was not looking forward to the upcoming game, but looking forward to meeting Murong Shuang.
Twenty minutes later, Leng Aotian followed the old man to the valley of the mountain. The valley was huge and the terrain was extremely flat. There were some stone castle buildings high and low around the valley, and there were house numbers on the tops of the buildings.
There are five tall castle buildings in total, and the door numbers read: Ancient Buddha Sect, Immortal Sword Sect, Tianling Sect, Tianxie Sect, and Tianmo Sect.
"It turns out that the five major sects all have temporary residences here!" Leng Aotian looked at the old man curiously: "How many people come from each sect?"
"Usually at least thirty!" the old man said: "Each sect will select the ten strongest young disciples to come to observe and compete, and the rest will be the strongest people in each sect."
"What's the significance of this game?" Leng Aotian asked: "Will there be any rewards?"
"This is just a competition for discussion!" The old man said with a slight smile: "But there are also rewards. Whichever sect wins first place will get ten Great Return Pills contributed by other sects!"
"Only ten!" Leng Aotian curled his lips, feeling that the reward was too low.
"You know nothing!" The old man glared at Leng Aotian: "Do you think it is so easy to refine the Great Return Pill? Each sect can only refine ten Great Return Pills at most every year."
"A maximum of ten can be refined each year?" Leng Aotian asked curiously: "Is this thing difficult to refine?"
"The key is to refine the medicinal materials for the Great Return Pill!" After the old man explained simply, he walked towards the castle of the Immortal Sword Sect: "After you leave, what are you still doing standing here?"
"I want to go around... After all, this is my first time here, so I can get familiar with the environment." Leng Aotian hoped to find Murong Shuang outside, so he did not want to enter the castle with the old man.
"Don't run around, come back soon!" Leng Aotian was already very strong, and the old man was not worried that he would be in any danger. He said with a faint voice and soon walked into the castle belonging to the Immortal Sword Sect.
"If Shuang'er is nearby, I should be able to easily feel her presence with my current strength!" Leng Aotian thought silently in his heart, trying to feel everything around him, while calming down to feel the feeling in his heart.
A very mysterious feeling.
Soon there was an obvious joy on his face.
He had already felt Murong Shuang's presence.
Murong Shuang was not in the Tianxie Sect's castle at this time, but on the mountain behind the Tianxie Sect's castle.
"This girl must be thinking of me!" Leng Aotian thought happily, and disappeared on the spot in a flash.
After a while, he quietly appeared behind Murong Shuang.
Standing quietly behind this girl without making any sound, Leng Aotian wanted to give this girl a big surprise.
Slowly opening his arms, he was about to pull this lovely girl into his arms, but suddenly he heard Murong Shuang's soft and helpless voice: "Aotian, are you here? I'll give it to you.
I can’t even get through on the phone, the Peak Martial Arts Tournament is about to start tomorrow, what should I do?!... You are not from the ancient sect, there is no way you can find this place!"
"Who said I couldn't find it?" Leng Aotian's soft voice sounded, and then he suddenly hugged this lovely girl tightly into his arms.
"You..." Murong Shuang's soft and delicate body suddenly stiffened, and then softened. She turned her head to look at Leng Aotian, with a shy blush on her cold and pretty face, and a deep look in her eyes.