Chapter 0155: Stimulation, Stimulation, Stimulation

"What special skills do masters have during the disaster period?"

"Transportation. But every time you use teleportation, you need to consume a lot of spiritual power. Like divine consciousness, ordinary people will not use it casually..."

"Transportation?"

"Yes, with supreme energy, directly break through the void and teleport to another place..."

In the question and answer of the two bosses, time passed quickly.

After the Yuanying period of Muyuanyuan, Haofuqi and Mudonggua, Haoren is not a rookie to the disaster, not to mention providing various data support at the moment of life. Crossing the disaster is a technical job. Under every thunderstorm, on the one hand, it examines the strength of the robbers, and on the other hand, it helps the robbers to quench their bodies. Therefore, it is necessary to accurately control the resistance to the thunder, resist more, less quenching energy, and gradually... Obviously, when the old land crossed the disaster, this was not done. Maybe it was the emperor's mentality and afraid of death. At the beginning, he resisted the mountain protection array. When the mountain protection array was broken and the White Tiger Sect was in wolf, the white old soil used the combination of the white tiger's real body and used a flying sword to resist... In this way, the harvest can be imagined, and the achievements are bound to be limited.

After seven days and seven nights, the faint golden light has all retracted, and the 10,000-meter-high central peak of the White Tiger Sect has been completely cut off, revealing a large hole with a radius and a depth of 1,000 meters in place. In the middle of the big hole, the blood-stained huge white tiger gasped for breath.

The white tiger is not dead, just injured. Even if it is 10,000 meters away, Haoren can still feel the magnificent, rich and ancient breath of the white tiger, and the infinite pressure makes him breathless. The frightening power from the depths of his soul makes Haoren frighten...

Brother is not a little worse than the peerless strong... This gap has aroused the infinite fighting spirit in Hao's hearts, and his goal is suddenly clear.

"Boom!" The last dark thunder, black enough to emit cold light, burst out of the rotating cloud and hit the white tiger. The dying and fierce white tiger shook all over, and the giant tiger's head suddenly raised its head and opened its mouth: "Roar..." The sound shook the world, the earth shook like a sieve, the landslide cracked, the river changed its way... After the long roar, the white tiger's head shrank slightly, and its body bounced to the sky like an arrow from the string, full of vitality and golden light. His body was slender and exposed, shaking his head and swinging his tail, wandering in the void like a king who dominates the world, majestic and amazingly.

The golden light broke through the sky and dripped like rain and dew. Wherever I went, the peaks were uprooted, the rivers were spliced, the spiritual beasts were restored, and the trees were reborn... In a blink of an eye, the Baihu Zongshan Gate, which was destroyed by the disaster, was restored to its original state. Moreover, it is better than the original, like a dusty mirror being cleaned, which is clearer and more colorful...

"White Tiger Sect welcomes strong people from all walks of life to gather in half a year." Bai Laotu's calm and majestic voice suddenly sounded, and the sound was not loud but echoed in all directions and clearly in the ears. In the polite invitation, it gave people a vague feeling of overlooking all sentient beings, and the emperor's demeanor was unremitable.

There are no secrets under the sun, not to mention such a big change. The strong people from all sides who heard the words appeared awe-inspiringly, with hypocritical smiles on their faces. According to etiquette, they said polite words, such as blessings, congratulations, congratulations and so on... But Hao people who always paid coldly pay attention to the surrounding environment have already been in advance. Remember and engrave the expression before changing your face: those who are resentful are not enemies are almost the same; those who are happy must be friends with the White Tiger Sect; the rest, the centrist...

But the number of people and the strength are still beyond Haoren's imagination. It is overwhelming, covered with clouds and the sun, dense, and all sides are congratulations... This can still be detected by his strength, can't be detected, and the realm is high, far beyond his imagination.

After the successful observation and congratulations, the strong people from all sides set up a stream of light and disappeared into the sky. Soon, there was no one around the White Tiger Sect.

The giant tiger's body trembled and quickly became smaller, and the stream of light flowed out like lightning. The big, small, old, tender, not small, old and tender white-haired tigers were covered with the whole white tiger sect in a blink of an eye, which was extremely spectacular. Every white-haired tiger looks up at the white old man, the king shrouded in golden light on the central peak. Although it is shrouded in golden light and can't see the appearance clearly, the supreme majesty and connoyant the momentum still makes people worship.

Even Haoren, who never knelt down, saw all the people around him kneeling down and had no choice but to kneel three feet away from the ground. He said: Kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, kneel to the parents and the master. Bai Laotu is the master's master, and it is not rude for me to kneel down.

"Let's do our separate duties!" The faint voice of Bai Laotu sounded again. A group of white tigers listened to the order and appeared one after another. Under the command of Bai Qi, they became busy. Repairing the mountain protection array, taking stocking the inventory of losses, and discussing countermeasures... Except for Haoren, everyone is so busy that they don't even have a toilet.

I X... There are so many masters!

What's the use of more people? Isn't it vulnerable in front of top masters?

This observation, he is not without gains. First, he knows the gap and has a clear goal. Second: Big business is coming. Third: It is very simple to vaguely know the principle of the real body combination of the white tiger. Like building blocks, it is piled up to form larger, stronger and stronger building blocks, which is similar to the principle of zombie array.

He has this confidence. After the principle is clear, he will definitely master the secrets of the White Tiger Sect across the world in time.

"Mickey Mouse, search for all kinds of materials and find everything you can find for me."

"Brother Sharp, you go back to Bai Chi and occasionally come back to train the army. I want to take back the split.

"Uncle Hao, you coordinate all your work... including spiritual grass cultivation, secret exploration contact, etc. Hao Baobao, Dongfang Changling, Hong Zhanye and others report directly to you..."

Taoist orders continue to be issued. After arranging everything, Haoren will take back all the computing power of life. From then on, he will no longer pay attention to the world, completely collect his mind, and only pursue the improvement of power.

Become stronger, become stronger, become stronger... Under the stimulation of countless strong masters and masters during the disaster period, Haoren began a new round of crazy, even self-abuse cultivation. Fortunately, with the previous period of training and mentality adjustment, his state of mind was extremely stable, which was enough to support his crazy cultivation during this period without problems.

Moreover, except for Snow White who came and left in a hurry that day, Bai Laotu successfully crossed the disaster. She had no time to pay attention to Haoren at all, so she had to let Haoren practice by herself again.

"The prince is crazy." Haofuqi, Muyuanyuan and Mudonggua said with concern. But it's not a bad thing to improve Haoren's strength, is it? They also have nothing to say. Everyone has different cultivation methods and different requirements. He had to silently take over everything, try not to disturb Haoren, and lighten his burden.

"Cool, one by one, it's time to strengthen training, as long as people don't die." Haobangbang said heartlessly. Of course, nonsense needs to be said and things need to be done. In addition to guiding Haoren to practice, the small boss also manages the research institute and pick up girls...

"I'll do it, don't worry!" Brother Sharp said as always.

"Poor guy, I'm still free, sneaking things to meet some natural needs, and then, haha, of course, I enjoy the improvement of strength, cool!" Such an asshole, who else can there be besides Mickey Mouse?

So a wonderful scene appeared in the White Tiger Sect.

When everyone, including the lowest-level Taoist children, are busy, every morning, there is always a man with a strong book temperament running crazily against the cold morning wind in the back mountain of the White Tiger Sect, and this guy obviously does not use spiritual power or has no spiritual power. He is purely physical exercise, and his physique is very poor, and every step is full of good. Walking with difficulty, moving like a snail, sweating like pulp, exhaling like a cow... No one knows that Haoren is carrying gravity beyond the limits of his body and challenging the limits of his body again and again.

The scholar ran crazily, ran, and ran until he was powerless to run. His legs were always crooked, he sank into the water like a stone, and slowly climbed back for a long time... No one knows that after entering the water, in the deepest part of the water, Haoren's gold, wood, water, fire and earth were used in turn. Under all kinds of powerful pressure, One move, every type of lightning, the goal: faster, higher, stronger, more lethal, until the whole spiritual power is consumed.

After the scholar climbed out of the water, he closed his eyes and lay on the ground like a dead dog. It took a long time to rest and recover his physical strength... No one knows that at this moment, he is either carefully experiencing every detail in the spiritual depletion and rebirth, or killing in the endless abyss, or all kinds of classics experience. Or communicate around the fingers with blood, or follow the wood circle to learn alchemy, every second to form the best killing skill as soon as possible...

It was not until the sunrise that the scholar climbed up again and began the next round of running... Day after day, never stop.