Chapter 8 Breakthroughs in a row

Lian Ruoqian's death is good news for most of the four generations of disciples. Piao Yaozi was also furious when he heard the news of his death. The disciples were trembling and none of them dared to come forward to persuade him, but these had nothing to do with Zhao Haoran. He still had to clean the Yangxin Hall every morning.

In addition, there is one more task, bringing a large number of cooked food. The soul-eating beasts are hunted and eaten raw all year round. After eating Zhao Haoran's barbecue rabbit once, it is out of control and will never eat raw food again. Fortunately, it is only for the appetite, otherwise I don't know how much food it needs to eat.

"Soul-eating, I'm coming." Zhao Haoran put the broom on his left shoulder and carried a wild boar in his right hand.

The soul-eating beast ran to Zhao Haoran's front and wagged its tail happily, staring at the wild boar. At this time, the soul-eating beast was only the size of an ordinary tiger, which was also what it looked like at Zhao Haoran's strong request. I found this ability of the soul-eating beast by chance.

Zhao Haoran inspired and induced it for a long time before making it smaller. At first, the soul-eating beast was still a little dissatisfied, but later he got used to it. Every time Zhao Haoran came, it was this size.

Zhao Haoran smiled and threw the wild boar to the soul-eating beast. He was really a greedy person. Every time he met, he stared at the food, and then began to carefully clean the Yangxin Hall.

Although the soul-eating beast's body became smaller, it still swallowed the wild boar with one mouth, chewed it with relish, and swallowed it. His tongue stretched out and licked his lips, as if he were recalling the feeling just now.

After opening the unnamed books, Zhao Haoran decided to rush to see if he could cultivate his martial soul. Generally speaking, the celestial aura in his body was enough. If the talent could, he would have become a soul man long ago, but there was no movement so far. Zhao Haoran doubted his ability.

It's an anonymous book, but Zhao Haoran's heart is like a mirror. This book must have been written by Rongtian. Among the three generations of disciples, Rongtian is known as the strongest. Naturally, his strength is not comparable to ordinary people. His cultivation experience is very valuable. If Otu hadn't wanted to give it to him, I'm afraid he might not have had a chance to take it in his life. Touched.

Otu is famous for being lazy, but Zhao Haoran respects this brother from the bottom of his heart, and you can see his character from this book alone.

According to the unnamed book, if the celestial aura is enough and the martial soul does not appear, you can try to break through. The specific method is to gather the aura in Dantian, probably in the position of the chest, condensed according to the characteristics of the martial soul. The effect of the martial soul and the natural martial soul is There is no difference, which is why the two universities keep arguing about the source of martial souls.

Zhao Haoran sat down cross-legged and took a deep breath. He wanted to try to break through, but he felt that the aura of heaven and earth was very abnormal and rushed to a place desperately. At the beginning, it was not very obvious, but it was too strange that the aura condensed into a stream visible to the naked eye for a long time.

Zhao Haoran chased out, and such a big vision appeared. Four generations of disciples ran out of their residence and asked each other what had happened.

It seems that the aura is flowing crazily to the second floor of Lanhai Sect. Even Oto, who is usually too lazy to go out to practice, came to join in the fun. "Brother Zhao, what's going on? The aura of heaven and earth suddenly went in one direction.

Zhao Haoran shook his head, "I also found that it was abnormal and ran out. It seems that three generations of disciples should be practicing, but it won't be such a big movement."

"Don't panic, disciples, but Rongtian is about to break through, so the visions caused should all go back to their own residence." Suddenly, there was a voice in the air. Although it was not very loud, everyone could hear it clearly.

"My master is going to break through?" Otu jumped up and down happily and kept repeating this sentence.

However, Zhao Haoran is thinking about how the person who just spoke did it. It should have come from the second floor, but everyone in the first floor can hear it. You know, the first floor of Lanhai Sect is thousands of kilometers long and wide, and it is so powerful to transmit the sound to every place.

After an hour, the restlessness of the celestial aura finally stopped, and the voice just now came again, "Congratulations Rongtian for breaking through as a sun soul. From today on, he is the eighth second-generation disciple of my Blue Sea School."

It turned out that there were only seven second-generation disciples of the Blue Sea School. Zhao Haoran sat silently in his room. Otu, Fu Shan and Xi Da were all here and congratulated Otu's master on his success in becoming a Japanese soul.

Generally speaking, those who can become souls are the best among ordinary people, but few of them can become Japanese souls. The Blue Sea faction claims to be the strongest sect in the southern continent, and there are only eight Japanese souls, and other sects can be imagined.

March souls like Shura in white and Sima Feng are already rare masters in the world. Except for huge things like the Blue Sea School, where can the world go?

Otu left happily. He should have gone to find his master. Fu Shan and Xi Da both left. If they want to become a soul, they can't slack off. This is a concept instilled in many three generations of disciples when they pass on their merit. The fact is indeed true. Even the second generation of superior disciples, I'm afraid they are In the dedicated cultivation, I hope that one day I can understand the mystery of the soul.

Zhaoran calmed down. He is too far away from a person at the level of Rongtian. He won't have any results if he is so far away. He still has to take his own path step by step.

Seeing Rong Tian's breakthrough, Zhao Haoran's heart is more confident. Since his strength is so strong, there must be nothing wrong with what he wrote on this experience. He closed the door tightly, and someone unintentionally disturbed him. Zhao Haoran specially hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign in front of the door.

Prepare to sit cross-legged ** and pose for meditation.

According to the usual practice method, he absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and the snake beads quietly stayed in the position of Dantian. Unfortunately, Zhao Haoran did not have the ability to look inside and could not see all this, and the controlled aura of heaven and earth slowly flowed into Dantian.

Zhao Haoran's whole body glowed red and had strange fingerprints in his hand. This is the martial soul fingerprints mentioned in anonymous books. This is a skill that Rong Tian has calcited himself. In fact, no one has tried it. Rong Tian has achieved a martial soul in three months and made a breakthrough in three years. He has become a soul of the moon soul in just a few decades. I have to say that the talent is amazing.

Originally, Rongtian's original intention was to give Otu this experience just to make his apprentice not to fork in the stage of the star soul, so that it is more labor-saving to practice. This set of handprints that condense the martial soul with the aura of heaven and earth were only imagined when he was young. Anyway, Otu already has a martial soul. Naturally, there are no concerns in this regard, and there is no detailed explanation.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Zhao Haoran's hands and began to use it without hesitation when he saw the great confidence brought by Rongtian's breakthrough.

The pattern of the aura of heaven and earth condensed into an air mass in Dantian, which became clearer and clearer. Zhao Haoran was overjoyed, because he found that the air mass was slowly forming the appearance of a martial soul. Zhao Haoran was very excited. This is the martial soul he dreamed of. He took a few deep breaths, which is The heartbeat calmed down.

When you are close to success, it does not mean that you have succeeded. At this time, you need to calm down. Zhao Haoran still keeps tying his fingerprints. The process of forming a martial soul cannot be interrupted, otherwise his previous achievements will be abandoned.

The speed of Reiki absorption is getting faster and faster, and the meridians are a little swollen and painful. What's going on? Zhao Haoran's mind flashed with doubts. The martial soul has been half formed, but the aura in the meridians cannot be fully used, resulting in too much accumulation, but the air mass is still not in a hurry. If it pulls out the aura, it will explode and die if it goes on like this.

Zhao Haoran is very entangled. The unnamed book says that there is only one chance to condense the martial soul. If he chooses to give up, he can only wait for a miracle to happen, otherwise he may not become a soul in his life.

Instead of living a mediocre life, it is better to work hard and make up his mind. Zhao Haoran endured the pain, and the aura of heaven and earth formed a huge whirlpool, and Zhao Haoran was at the center of the aura. Rongtian's soul method was occasionally inspired by him when he was a soul in March.

But he never thought that the person who condenses the martial soul is just an ordinary person. At most, it is only strengthened by aura. The meridians are not much stronger than ordinary people. The fingerprints created by Rongtian according to the strength of his March soul will explode even if they are easily used by the star soul.

Zhaoran can hear the sound of broken meridians, and the aura is quickly repaired. I don't know how many reincarnations, he can only rely on a strong will to control himself and never be in a coma. Stopping fingerprints means failure.

Zhao Haoran concentrated on observing the gradual formation of the martial soul in his body, but the severe pain in his body still hit. At this time, the snake beads also played a huge role, constantly emitting silk energy, and the broken meridians recovered more quickly under this soft power.

On the third floor of Lanhaizong, Song Wei sat next to the cliff. In front of her is a sea of clouds. The golden clouds under the sunset are extremely beautiful, but this is not what she cares about. It's really strange. The aura fluctuation caused by the breakthrough of Rongtian just now has just dissipated. Why did it appear again?

None of the three generations of disciples should have such strength. There are only a dozen souls in March. The only one who has cultivated to the peak is Rongtian, as if it happened at the first level this time.

With a gentle movement, Song Wei's figure disappeared.

The next moment, it appeared in Zhao Haoran's wooden house, "Oh, Brother Hai, why are you here?"

"Oh, Sister Song, this doesn't seem to be your exclusive territory. If you can come, why can't I?" The speaker is a middle-aged man with long dark blue hair. What's strangely fast is that his hair color is not ordinary white or black, but blue, and there is an indescribable joke in his tone.