The Era of Immortal Cultivation

So many!

The approval cannot be completed, the approval cannot be completed at all!

The light red wooden table is already filled with two large piles of written instructions, but there are three large piles waiting for Li Hao next to it.

Mr. Ren Feizheng, the ancestor of the hand chicken, the regent of the Great Xiao, and the evil and treacherous minister who scorned the emperor, has not slept a wink for several days.

Li Hao, who had no idol baggage, changed to a more comfortable posture, half-lying on a chair, and languidly correcting the memorial, when he suddenly heard a shout from outside:

"Sir, sir, I found it! I brought back the Taoist artifacts of Li Qiushui, Crown Princess of the Western Xia Dynasty!"

Yeah! It’s Dugu.

Li Hao quickly put down his feet that were leaning on the edge of the table, sat up straight, closed his open clothes, and arranged them again, then showed the solemn expression of a teacher, and said in a deep voice:

"Come in!"

Dressed in a black robe, Dugu pushed the door open with a chilling air. He was originally thin-skinned and tender, but now he is darker, but he is still handsome and handsome.

Li Hao stood up, looked him up and down, and suddenly smiled happily and said:

"It's taller, darker, and more energetic!"

Dugu is now thirteen or fourteen years old, which is the age when his body grows rapidly. However, he has grown a lot in the few months of the Western Expedition to Xixia, and his appearance is even more majestic.

"Sir, the thing is here."

Dugu held out a mask as thin as a cicada's wings and explained softly:

"This is what remains after Li Qiushui's Taoism."

Li Hao did not take the mask, but took a photo from the air and condensed a drop of bright red blood from the mask, put it into his sleeve, nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Thank you for your hard work! You have been running all the way and want to accumulate your body through hard work. Go and have a rest!"

"Sir..." Dugu hesitated, his heroic and resolute face showing a bit of childishness. Only in front of a few people such as Li Hao could he change from a ruthless and terrifying swordsman back to an ordinary boy.<

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Li Hao casually picked up a book and read it carefully. When Li Hao saw Dugu bowing his head and saying nothing for a long time, like a junior high school student caught in early love, he simply asked directly:

"What's going on? It's not like you made some lady pregnant, and you want me to propose marriage, right?"

"No, no!" Dugu's face immediately turned red, and he quickly shook his head and waved his hands to deny, then bit his lower lip, his heart skipped a beat, and said softly:

"Elder Lu and the others have talked to me twice, wanting me to waste my energy and rebuild my cultivation, and get rid of the Dapeng Origin Qi in my body."

Huh? Li Hao frowned, raised his head, and asked angrily:

"What disease have they committed? Now that you have lost your shape, you are now asked to rebuild your body?"

Dugu looked confused and answered half-heartedly:

"The main reason is that they feel that cultivating sources of source energy other than the Golden Crow has a bad influence!"

Li Hao understood instantly:

Qiao Feng, who has been single for sixty years, is still young without a child. According to his temperament, there should be no such thing in the future.

Then the problem arises. The ministers of Da Xiao do not know that Qiao Feng has lived for hundreds of years. Their biggest worry is who will pass the throne of Da Xiao to Qiao Feng a hundred years later?

Of course he is Qiao Feng’s only disciple, Dugu!

The five elements of Dapeng's source energy belong to gold, which enhances sword skills, which is very good. But as a legal 'prince', especially a disciple who is not as orthodox as his son, the more similar he is to Qiao Feng, the better.

It's best to look just like Qiao Feng.

Didn’t you see that a certain Korean fat man had to have the same haircut as his father and grandfather after he came to power and imitate them everywhere? Only in this way can the legitimacy be strengthened and the people’s support can be achieved!

These people, should I say they are short-sighted or have a long-term view?

After taking a long breath, Li Hao suddenly thought, swallowed back his words of persuasion, and said with a joking smile:

"Why should we waste our efforts? Children only make choices, of course adults want them all!"

The sweeping monk used his own body to test the method and seek the way to balance the source of Qi. This was his life-long effort. Why not pass it on to Dugu today?

After using his body for several years, Li Hao also gained a great understanding of the way to balance the source of Qi. He immediately took up a pen to write down all the subtleties on paper, and also added some of his own understanding to make up a

'Balance of Three Talents' comes.

After teaching Dugu Dugu, he sent him back to practice hard. Li Hao wanted to continue giving instructions and memorials, but was suddenly stunned.

Kunpeng has been obtained, Xixia has been defeated, and the 'perfect lover' that Duan Yu longed for can be easily created with Li Qiushui's blood. Now he has passed on the sweeping monk's understanding to Dugu... Everything here is almost...

It’s over.

After receiving the master's magic trick, Dugu saluted and said goodbye. After leaving the door, he glanced at Li Hao again when he closed the door behind his back.

Why does the serious-looking gentleman sitting alone at the table seem to have a strange sense of alienation?

It must be an illusion that I haven’t seen your husband for some time!

I have decided that starting tomorrow, I will come to greet you every day!

Holding the paper, Dugu murmured excitedly:

"Would it be too annoying for you, sir, to do it three times a day in the morning, noon and evening? Then just do it twice. Anyway, the days ahead will be long!"

......

In September, the autumn wind rustles and leaves fall all over the sky.

Xin'an County, as the land of Qiao Feng's Longxing, did not experience the chaos of war, but it reaped dividends after the war and became increasingly prosperous.

Dugu, who was following Qiao Feng, looked around at the familiar street scene and asked with some confusion: "Master, why did you suddenly remember to ask you to go back to Xin'an?"

"I don't know either."

Qiao Feng replied without interest.

He lied, he could probably guess it.

The world always thinks that Qiao Feng is a heroic and unconventional hero, and this is true.

But a really careless Jianghu guest cannot survive the swords and swords of Jianghu. His heart is actually very delicate, and some clues have been seen from Li Hao's actions in these days.

Suddenly, the busy people on both sides of the street dispersed, and in an instant, only Qiao Feng was left on the street.

A hearty laugh came from the restaurant in the distance:

"Hahaha! Brother, how about you come over and have a drink with us?"

This restaurant and this opening sentence feel very familiar to Dugu, as if the experience he had when he first met Qiao Feng a few years ago is replayed.

But this time, the person who invited me when I was sitting in the restaurant was my husband, and the person walking in front of me was my master.

"Don't disturb my cock!"

Ah? Master, you?

Dugu looked at Qiao Feng in surprise, and saw Qiao Feng showing a strange smile that seemed like crying, as if he was Li Hao when he first came to the Beggar Clan, and said loudly:

"How can one drink be enough? If there were not ten jars of fine wine, I would not be able to go up here."

"Hahaha!" Li Hao in the building said Qiao Feng's lines:

"Don't talk about ten altars, there are also hundreds of altars!"

This moment is exactly like that moment.

Qiao Feng led Dugu into the restaurant. The decorations in the building were still the same as before.

Dugu understood that this was to recreate the encounter between the three of them in this restaurant!

So, Dugu, who followed Qiao Feng slowly up the stairs, when he heard "We are a guest from afar, Qiao...", he looked up to the stairs just like the ignorant young man back then.

What he saw was not Ren Feizheng, but a handsome young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying two swords on his back.

His feet were in disarray, and he looked at Qiao Feng's profile, only to see that Qiao Feng was unmoved. He walked up the stairs and took a seat as usual, grabbed a wine jar and poured it into his stomach.

They drank in silence for a long time, deliberately conferring magic power on themselves, but Li Hao, who was drunk, was already blurry.

After burping, Li Hao was about to drink again, but Qiao Feng held his hand down and said seriously: "Drinking too much is harmful to the body!"

As soon as the words fell, both of them couldn't help laughing and laughed wantonly.

Following this conversation, the two people replayed the conversation one by one, and even the original fight between the two villains with drinks.

Dugu stood aside with a straight face, watching the two of them drinking, singing, and being wild.

On November that year, there were people standing downstairs like a gangster. I vowed that one day I would go upstairs and sit with them.

Now at fifteen, you finally see me and tell me that underage drinking is not allowed?

The more Dugu thought about it, the angrier he became, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart. He gritted his teeth and took a jar of wine from the table. He also imitated Li Hao and drank heavily, but was choked to death. You blushed and continued drinking.

Not long after, he knocked himself down.

The two half-drunk drunkards laughed at Dugu without saying anything, and carried him to a bench to lie down before sitting down again and continuing to drink.

The wine kept flowing, and the two of them had a great time drinking it. They talked about everything from the rivers and lakes to the temples, and then from the rise and fall of the world to the details of their time together.

Have another drink!

Have another drink!

It seems that as long as you keep drinking, time will stay at this moment forever, without thinking about the separation that is bound to come.

However, no matter how much wine you drink, it will eventually run out.

Lying on his back on the chair, Li Hao shook the wine jar vigorously and poured the last of the wine into two wine glasses, only covering the bottom of the glass.

Qiao Feng, who was already very drunk, came over and kept pointing out the amount of drinks with his hand, and finally chose the one with a slightly larger cup, smiling like a child in his sixties.

"Ren Feizheng, the man who respects the chicken with his hands, is known all over the world!"

"Here's to Gang Leader Qiao who can level the world with just one hand!"

......

Respect Zhanji, respect Taiping...respect the unpalatable porridge cooked by Qiao Feng, respect Li Hao's lies when he squeezed him...respect this meeting, respect this parting.

Until there was no respect left, the two looked at each other, smiled, and drank it all.

Plop!

Qiao Feng was drunk and fell unconscious on the table.

Rubbing his cheeks and eyes with his hands, Li Hao stood up unsteadily, walked to the stairs, paused for a moment, then turned back, took off the silver-white sword from his back, and stuffed it into Qiao Feng's arms.

in.

The sword of the emperor, the name of the sword is Tianlong, it is a fitting gift.

After leaving the restaurant, Li Hao activated the last trace of spiritual thought that remained in Ren Feizheng's body, and asked him to take the sweeping monk's body back to Shuishan, Shandong, build a good grave, and bury himself in it.

Then, he took out the small black Kun from his arms, turned it into a rainbow light, and disappeared into the sky.

A moment later, Gao Qiu and Yue Yun, who were far away in the world, also felt something in their hearts and turned into a rainbow and left.

In the restaurant, Qiao Feng opened his eyes, took out several jars of wine from somewhere, and drank alone.

......

In the second year of the Great Xiao Dynasty, Ren Feizheng disappeared and was said to have retired to the mountains and forests.

In the eight years of the Great Depression, Dugu gathered the three sources of energy into one, broke through the true form, and asked the world for swordsmanship, and no one dared to take it.

In the ten years of the Great Depression, Duan Yu finally had a son and a wife, and named him Zhixing.

At the same time, Dali was completely merged into the Great Xiao Dynasty, and only Tianlong Temple and the title of Dali Royal Family were retained.

In the 30th year of the Great Depression, Qiao Feng passed to Dugu.

In the forty-sixth year of the Great Depression, an evil book called "Nine Yin Manual" disappeared in the world.

This evil book can control people's flesh and blood, and can also steal other people's martial arts by devouring people. It caused chaos in the world as soon as it was born.

In the end, five true masters in the world joined forces to defeat the evil book and suppress it.

These five masters are also respected as the "Five Masters" by the world, and Wang Chongyang among them is considered to be the number one under Emperor Dugu.

In the sixty-sixth year of the Great Depression, in Luoyang City.

In a restaurant that was converted from a courtyard, a sturdy young man of fourteen or fifteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looks honest and honest, is wiping the table with linen cloth and helping deliver dishes from time to time.

Suddenly, a young man of similar age to him, but with an unusually handsome appearance, walked in from the door and greeted loudly:

"Brother Jing, do you have time to go out and play later?"

Guo Jing concentrated on wiping the table meticulously until it was shiny, then he raised his head and smiled simply:

"Kangdi, no, I'm not good at homework. I want to do my homework well today."

The handsome young man Yang Kang came up and hugged Guo Jing's shoulders, half joking and half criticizing:

"Studying hard is useless! You need to think more and look for more tips!"

"Hehe!" Guo Jing scratched his head and said with a smile: "I'm not as quick as you, so I have to work harder."

"Okay, if you don't want to go out, how about we just play in your backyard, and then I can help you with some homework?"

Before Guo Jing could answer, his mother Li Ping came out of the room in a hurry after hearing Yang Kang's words, handed the two some dates, took the rag from Guo Jing's hand, and said with a smile:

"You two go play!"

Guo Jing and the two played wildly in the courtyard for a while, and Yang Kang performed a new set of palm skills in the courtyard. One of the palms fell hard on the ground, and a pit collapsed directly.

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Down here is a secret room!

The two fearless teenagers jumped directly into the pit and saw a faint shadow and a few lines of text on the wall of the secret room in the dust flying all over the sky.

"Ultra magical skills are invincible in the world. Only a child can learn them..."

The two of them were extremely excited after the unexpected encounter. But when they saw that it was written that the boy body can only be practiced, Yang Kang immediately looked embarrassed and retreated behind Guo Jing.

"Practice!"

"Kangdi, you actually..."

Guo Jing didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment. He just took two steps forward blankly, and the pale shadow on the wall penetrated straight into his body.

......

Outside the pass, in the northeastern region that has just been developed in recent decades, inside a tavern.

This year's hit drama 'The Emperor and His One Hundred and Eight Lovers' is being played on the huge light screen in the tavern.

A big man with a silver sword slung around his waist and a long stick was drinking and discussing the plot with several drinkers around him:

"This is ridiculous. How can you be in love with more than a hundred women at the same time without doing anything? As far as I know, Qiao Feng actually doesn't have a wife..."

A half-drunk drinker interrupted him dissatisfied:

"That's Emperor Qiao! How can you judge him with ordinary people's eyes? He is so strong, what's wrong with hundreds of women at the same time?"

The big man curled his lips, took a sip of wine, and stopped talking in depression.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth solidified, and the sun and moon stopped.

A ray of light and shadow appeared between the sky and the earth, standing upright, catching the sun and the moon, and a voice sounded from the minds of everyone in the world:

"I am an officer of the Kyushu Realm Defense Office...I would like to inform the human race in this world as follows: This realm has been included in the Kyushu Realm outer barrier defense system and has become a third-level affiliated world.

From now on, those who have reached the pinnacle of the third level in this world can choose to ascend to the prefecture-level world of the Kyushu barrier system..."

The light and shadow explained a lot, and then disappeared from the sky and the earth for a moment, and a thin man suddenly appeared next to Qiao Feng.

"Hiss! Real dragons can be raised in shallow water! Tsk!"

The man held a wine glass and looked Qiao Feng up and down, then asked with a smile:

"Do you understand what I said before? Do you want to ascend? If you ascend and go to the worlds where Fanwo Temple has a greater influence, you will definitely have a bright future."

Qiao Feng took out the sword from his waist and asked, "Which world does this sword come from?"

The man pursed his lips and said, "This is where I came from, the Kyushu realm! It is also the highest pinnacle of this ascension system!"

Qiao Feng's eyes lit up and he said loudly: "Then I want to ascend! There are my friends there!"

"You are good, really good! But you are too deeply involved with the beliefs of this world!"

The man looked at Qiao Feng playfully, thought for a moment, then looked at the sword in Qiao Feng's hand, which was only a second-level but of extremely high craftsmanship, and took out a glittering cup from his arms.

"Let's make a good relationship!"

The man blew the golden cup gently, and a half-human-sized golden cup projection came out. After a while, the projection gradually solidified and turned into a real golden cup.

"You should first squat on this golden cup for ten or eight years to wash away the power of faith in your body, and then ascend!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he disappeared, leaving Qiao Feng blankly looking at the golden cup in front of him, lost in thought:

When he said squatting...did he mean squatting or did he really have to squat?