hun wu

Chapter 198 Strange Realm

Dayan Zhenjun's memory is like a treasure house. If you keep digging, there will be new discoveries. Tens of thousands of years of experience and knowledge cannot be digested in a moment.

Sitting quietly in the carriage is an excellent opportunity. Zhao Haoran explored eagerly and came to an amazing conclusion.

According to the normal cultivation progress of the soul, the domain is an inevitable process, but now Zhao Haoran's cultivation at the beginning of the second day still has no domain, but the original vague idea is now clear.

The magical power is the further crystallization of the ascending Hua of the domain. Zhao Haoran has mastered part of the magical power, and naturally there is no way to understand the existence of the domain. It is as if a young child has grown into a young man. After crossing the teenage stage, it is obviously impossible to go back and start again.

Zhao Haoran can't judge whether this leap is good or bad. Even Dayan Zhenjun has no relevant memory, or he has never met a situation like him for millions of years.

Zhao Haoran has to control how to walk next. In the past, when he practiced, his predecessors had paved the way. He only needed to walk forward and steadily step by step. Now there is no way to know whether it is a smooth road ahead or a cliff.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and didn't expect that he accidentally fell into a dilemma. Others are practicing out of the domain, and then they are magical power. He still controls the magical power now, but he can't rely on his own cultivation. He can only grab the magical power in others. After all, he should abandon the magical power. It is really difficult to make a judgment whether to practice from the domain or explore alone.

After thinking hard for more than half a month, Zhao Haoran suddenly became enlightened. The power of the magic power has deeply attracted him. It is obviously impossible to give up at this moment. In this case, there is no need to think about it again.

Even if you are desperate for a day, you must go down with your eyes closed.

Giving up the magic skill is almost equivalent to finding his own way to die. In the short time he came to Huang Moxing, Zhao Haoran has obviously felt that the strong man is like a forest, and he can't do anything with his two-day cultivation.

"Zhao Haoran, can I go in?"

Here we go again!

Zhao Haoran was quite impatient. Dr. Hua obviously pestered him. He would come to visit him every once in a while, and would keep asking him how he was injured and how he gradually improved.

"Please come in." Zhao Haoran shirked several times, but found that there was no way at all. He was not injured at all and there was nothing to explain, but the flower doctor did not know. He was very curious and insisted on asking why.

Dr. Hua has the cultivation of the soul of January, but she never uses it. She just asks patiently again and again. She firmly believes that she will always know the reason.

In the face of such a soul, Zhao Haoran has no choice.

"Let me take your pulse."

"No, thank you, Dr. Hua. I have fully recovered. If there is nothing else, please go ahead." Zhao Haoran's attitude was very indifferent and refused to be thousands of miles away.

Dr. Hua frowned slightly under the veil. She had never seen such a strange patient. Although saving people was not to ask for something in return, he was the first person to treat her like this. No matter how he should not cooperate with him in any way, but such a thing still happened.

aroused the curiosity of Dr. Hua. Over time, she found that this fierce middle-aged human nature did not match his face, but he had an indescribable cold pride, which was absolutely not available to ordinary people.

Dr. Hua even forgot that her original intention was to explore the reason for Zhao Haoran's recovery, but became very interested in this strange middle-aged man.

Zhao Haoran coughed gently, and then Dr. Hua came to his senses.

"Dr. Hua, I've told you everything I know. I hope you don't come to visit my body more clearly."

Dr. Hua nodded helplessly, "Well, what's wrong with me? Only I know your condition best."

"Thank you very much, Dr. Flower, for not sending it."

Zhao Haoran simply sent away Dr. Hua and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Compared with the Japanese soul, this January soul was obviously more terrible. Her persistence was really a little unbearable.

"This boy is really lucky. Dr. Hua often comes to see him. Do you think Dr. Hua is interested in him?"

"Well, he doesn't look as good as me. Although Dr. Hua is covered with a veil, he is definitely a beautiful woman. Speaking of interest, I think Dr. Hua is still more interested in me."

"You are a bear, I guess Dr. Hua came to see me."

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I didn't expect that Dr. Hua's prestige in the caravan was so high. Zhao Haoran sat down cross-legged and stopped paying attention to the unnecessary quarrels outside. These guards were all eyeliner specially laid by Wang Ping. They were talking about protection, but in fact they were under house arrest.

"Young master, you are here."

Zhao Haoran sat up and lifted the curtain. "Master Shi, please come in."

Shi Guoliang smiled cheerfully and said, "Brother Zhao doesn't need to be so polite. We are about the same age. Why don't you call me Guoliang directly in the future?"

"Okay, Guoliang."

"Hahaha, that's good."

Shi Guoliang is obviously very fond of making friends. He is a good friend without a city government, but he is still a little unqualified as a leader of the caravan. Although Zhao Haoran has never led the caravan, he also knows that they will try their best to be careful and can't trust people easily. This young master Shi is likely to be his first time. Door.

Wang Ping stared straight at the carriage for fear of any accident. Zhao Haoran could see the dedication of the housekeeper clearly and smiled secretly in his heart. If he really wanted to be unfavorable to Shi Guoliang, many Wang housekeepers would not see enough.

"What kind of wine is this? It tastes so strange."

Zhaoran looked out of the window and said, "This wine is called a knife. It was sent to me by a distant friend. I usually don't want to drink it, but I'm willing to take it out when I meet a real friend."

Shi Guoliang took a sip, "It's really a good wine. I don't know if I have a chance to see Brother Zhao's good friend."

Zhao Haoran shook his head and said, "His hometown is too far away from here. It's not easy to meet him. If there is a chance, I will definitely recommend it to you."

Shi Guoliang sighed, "I was praised by Brother Zhao and took me as a friend. Unfortunately, I am the heir of the Shi family. I must bear the responsibility for the prosperity of the family, otherwise I will definitely travel around the world with Brother Zhao, and I will be relaxed and comfortable."

Zhao Haoran heard something in Shi Guoliang's words and said with a smile, "Everyone's fate is different. I want to be the head of a family, but without that family background, I don't know how many people envy your identity now."

Shi Guoliang swallowed a big mouthful, and the spicy smell made the corners of his eyes shed a little tears. "It's better to be free. The Shi family also has a place in the far north. I don't know how many people see the successors of the patriarch. Each of my three brothers are coveted and don't regard me as my brother. Brother, it's like an enemy."

Zhao Haoran quickly changed the topic, "Let's not talk about these unhappy things. I have never been to the far north, and I don't know if there is anything worth visiting."

Shi Guoliang was originally an open-minded person and soon got rid of his unhappiness. He smiled and said, "You can ask the right person. I grew up in the extreme north since I was a child. This time, my father was seriously ill, so he sent me out. I didn't expect to take over a big business."

Zhaoran smiled secretly in his heart. Shi Guoliang really told all his words without the world, but he didn't think that his age far exceeded Shi Guoliang. He experienced more ups and downs. Maybe he would be the shrewd and calm of those old monsters. Compared with a family like Shi Guoliang, he didn't know How many times stronger.

The two talked happily. Zhao Haoran had not been to Huang Moxing for a long time, but he also walked through many places. He was really amazed by Shi Guoliang.

"Young master, it's getting late. It's time for you to eat."

Shi Guoliang looked out of the window and unconsciously arrived in the evening. This place is a mountain forest, and only a narrow path can accommodate the carriage. Wang Ping has ordered the guards to be more careful. Such a place is the place where strong people are haunted.

"Brother Zhao, let's have dinner together. As soon as we see each other, why don't we worship as brothers?"

Zhao Haoran was a little stunned. He didn't expect Shi Guoliang to have such an idea, "Guoliang, you are the young master of the Shi family, and I'm just a reckless person. I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

Wang Ping also came up and said, "Young master, let's go back and talk about this matter. It's not good to make a hasty decision."

Shi Guoliang pondered and sighed, "Well, Brother Zhao, let's go to dinner first.

Zhao Haoran couldn't refuse any more. He followed Shi Guoliang and got off the carriage. The whole caravan lined up and set up the camp. It seemed that he was ready to spend the night here.

As a young master, the treatment is very different from that of ordinary guests. There are only seven or eight kinds of dishes. Zhao Haoran sat under Shi Guoliang and talked and laughed freely. His fierce appearance made the servants of those clothes a little uneasy.

Wang Ping stood aside with his head down. Zhao Haoran, a secret observer, was by no means an ordinary mountain man, and this calmness was not something that ordinary people could have.

"Housekeeper Wang, let's eat together."

"No, young master, you and Mr. Zhao are all right. I have to go out to investigate, so I won't disturb you."

Shi Guoliang did not stay. He still knows the king's character very well. He is strong in martial arts and loyal. Even his father will not force him to do anything, let alone himself.

"Mr. Zhao, take good care of my young master and say goodbye."

"I dare not, butler Wang is polite." The threat between Wang Ping's words did not cause Zhao Haoran's disgust at all. Such a housekeeper who protects the Lord is really rare.