That adventure made Ding Hao confident.
With the help of the Mind Essential, Ding Hao hardly slept in the rest of his stay. In addition to eating, all he did was to cultivate. Practicing martial arts, inscriptions, Pill skills, craftsmanship, sword intent, and saber intent. He cultivated day and night. He had been in a state of madness.
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There were no sun and moon in the underground, and time flew by quickly.
In the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
On the shore of the Yin and Yang river, Ding Hao was holding the sword and the saber, making movements.
His long black hair had reached to his waist, and his clothes were ragged and messy. His beard was stubbly. For a long time of cultivation, Ding Hao had almost no time to take care of his appearance. In fact, there was no need to do that because there was no other one in the Underground Crystal Dragon Palace. It didn't matter even if he were
Evil Moon was gifted and his divine awareness was his strength. During those days, he had been specializing in the Secrets of the Winnning Character. Such achievements were within Ding Hao's expectation. But his cultivating method was very special. He did nothing but sleep. All day he looked lazy and could not open his eyes; furthermore, he was extremely gluttonous. He was both greedy and lazy. "I wonder who is the master. I have been doing everything while you sleep after eating and drinking your fill. I feel that I am just like a pet to serve you." Ding Hao shook his head helplessly and began to prepare food. "Wow, haha, yes, you are my pet," The cat said unashamedly. "It seems that you really need to wake up." Ding Hao facelessly grabbed Evil Moon's neck and threw him away. The fat cat felt panicked and drew a beautiful arc in the air. Then he fell into the Yin-Yang River with a splash. "Meow...!
Suddenly, one of the male deer shook his ears, his eyes showed puzzlement, and immediately burst into a short scream. The deer herd got into a panic and like a running flood, they ran away. The next moment— "We finally came out... Whew!" A string of heavy and joyful shouts came from under the ice cliff. A figure rose up from the bottom of the ice cliff, just like an arrow from the string, landing beside the broken ice cliff. It was Ding Hao who had been trapped in the ice cracks for more than five months. "Meow. I finally see the sky again!" Evil Moon, the fat cat, shouted like being in heat. He jumped from Ding Hao's shoulder and rolled on the grass, giving himself to sensual pleasure. Ding Hao also issued long shout. "Yes, I finally see the sky again." After five or six months, they had finally seen the red sun in the sky and the endless mountains and snowf
"We've heard of those three people!" "It's really embarrassing. At the beginning, Ding Hao, with a rusted sword, distinguished himself from the geniuses. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a thing of the past. He will no longer the hero of the day. It seems that this little genius, after all, fell before he began his career!" "In an age of changes, so many outstanding young figures emerge, but no more heroes!" People had not heard of such a thing, and all of a sudden, they were filled with emotion. "This brother, you are awesome and well-informed, but in addition to those people, I wonder if there are any other masters in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect? Tell us so that we can know..." The first person to speak cupped his fist before his chest again. The handsome swordsman laughed and said, "Since Ding Hao was missing, three outstanding masters entered the six peaks and six bases for cultivation. Now in the five aca
"Hey, you! Have you finished eating? If yes, go away. We, your uncles, must use this table," Another one out of the youngmen in green shirts came to the table, knocked on it and said impatiently. The lonely man sighed and seemed to be talking to himself, "Uncle? Hehe. Ridiculous! When did the registered disciplines of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect turn into such a group of uncultivated things?" The voice was soft, but it fell into the ears of the young boys in green shirts. Those young people suddenly changed their faces. "Great courage! Do you dare to say it again..." A young man in green shirt said. He stretched out his palm and patted on the lonely figure's shoulder. That palm contained some secret power. When ordinary people were patted, even if their shoulder blades were not broken, they would have to rest in bed at least for half a month to recover. Just then, hearing that the young man made impertinent rem
Although Zhang Fan could clearly feel that he was getting weaker, he did not slow down at all. He plunged into an alley. The chasing cry after him could be still heard. "There are still fifty meters to go..." Zhang Fan was calculating in his mind. He took out a sky-blue cloak from his treasure bag. As long as he crossed the alley and mingled with the crowd, he could change how he dressed in an instant. There are still thirty meters to go... Twenty meters to go... Ten meters to go... The alley exit was already in sight, and he could see the crowd in the distant market. He would be able to escape in only an instant. But suddenly and unexpectedly, an unprecedented dangerous feeling struck him, so that his fine hairs were standing on end. He stopped and put on a defensive posture. Snap! Snap! Snap! A string of crisp applause sounded in
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! A shower of sparks fell on the ground. Zhang Wenzhao looked frightened and staggered back. A ghostly figure just happened to show up behind Zhang Fan. His sword light was like a cold star and it shook Zhang Wenzhao away. The man was slim and thin with a black gown. He also wore a black scarf on his face. He seemed to be an unclimbable wall and covered Zhang Fan. With a thin sword in his hand, he struck out with his sword extremely fast so that it was hard to capture. One sword shook away Zhang Wenzhao. The sword was shinning so that it instantly shook away those young people in green shirts who had rushed to join in the fight. "Let's go!" The black-scarf-masked man held Zhang Fan, who was almost exhausted. They leaped forward and ran away. At the alley entrance, Tian Heng felt numb all over by Zhang Fan's shaking and he could not block it. However, he did not mean to block the
That was a wonderful time. Until then, even if a lot of disciples in the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts were forced to bow to Lu Pengfei under pressure, they had always maintained their expectation and awe for that person in their hearts. "Ding Hao?" The Sword Indignant sneered and said, "Don't entertain the illusion. He is dead, and he won't come back anymore." "What?" Fang Tianyi and Zhang Fan were shocked at the same time. "I said that Ding Hao is already dead." The Sword Indignant had a smile on his face. He liked to appreciate the panicked expression on those teenagers' faces and he said word for word, "I saw with my own eyes how Ding Hao fell down the ice cliff and died." "You are lying!" Zhang Fan trembled slightly. The news was more painful than a terrible injury for him. "Impossible!" Fang Tianyi also looked a little excited. "Ding Hao is a guy who has been creating miracles,
"It must be an illusion!" "It is said that before death, a person will see people in his heart, and I actually saw Senior Brother Ding!" Zhang Fan squinted his eyes and suddenly he was completely stunned. "No... it's not an illusion?" "It's really... Senior Brother Ding?" Zhang Fan twisted his head slightly with all his strength. He saw that Fang Tianyi, who was lying halfway beside him, was also stunned, shaking with excitement. At the same time, Zhang Fan looked at the figure in front of him with his eye after-light and he clearly saw that Tian Heng and Zhang Wenzhao had stabbed Senior Brother Ding in the back like lightning with their long swords. "Be... be careful!" Tian Heng and Zhang Wenzhao took action almost at the same time. With an ink-colored giant sword and a steel long sword, in no particular order, one left and one right, they stabbed at Fang Ti