Feng Boping's figure walked out from behind Li He, patted him casually, and said to Li Hao: "This old boy from the Li family is as stubborn as the others in the Li family, so we can only send him away first."

Li He, who had just been thinking about how to make a sneak attack to knock Li Hao unconscious and carry him away, was now knocked unconscious.

Li Hao smiled and handed Li He to Ren Qianqian. There were fast horses in the camp. He said to Ren Qianqian: "You can take him out of Liangzhou and go anywhere. Well, let's go to Qizhou.

Wait for me at Cangyu City."

Ren Qianqian's face was full of worry. She wanted to persuade him, but in the past few days, she saw Song Qiumo and Li Hongzhuang tried to persuade him repeatedly, but it was all in vain. Knowing the young man's temper, he would never give in.

She could only agree, staring at Li Hao and saying: "Master, I will wait for you in Cangyu City. You must survive!"

Li Hao saw the girl's eyes as clear as lake water, and felt the concern without any color in her eyes. He smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, you learn the sword from me, I haven't let you learn it yet.

With real swordsmanship, one will not die so easily!"

Ren Qianqian bit her lip slightly and said nothing.

Even if you don't teach me swordsmanship, I don't want to see you die... She stared deeply at Li Hao, these words were only in her heart and were not spoken out.

Without saying much goodbye, Li Hao slapped the red-blooded horse on the butt and sent the girl away.

Li He's body was also carried on the horse, and they left together along the Longguan Road.

This Longguan Road was cleaned by Li Hao. Within half a year, demons would occasionally pass by, but they were all killed, so it was relatively safe.

"Little guy, if something happens to me, you can find a cave to practice in this wilderness."

Li Hao lowered his head and looked at the little white fox holding him tightly with two small paws at his feet.

The little white fox raised his head, looked at Li Hao pitifully with his watery eyes, and bleated like a fox, with a strange sound.

Li Hao returned to the small fenced courtyard. As the others left, the courtyard suddenly became a little empty.

In the snow next to her, the figure of the girl practicing sword was missing.

In the side bedroom, there is no charming figure of Song Qiumo.

In front of the lonely grave thousands of miles away, there is no bright red figure drinking and sitting in meditation.

"Mr. Feng, you haven't caught the Demon King yet, have you?"

Li Hao looked at the old man leaning on the old man's chair in the courtyard and smiled. He had known him for many years and could be regarded as a close friend. He owed him too much and deeply, so he couldn't say thank you.

"Well, I can try it this time."

Feng Boping chuckled, holding a bottle of wine in his hand and shaking it gently.

Li Hao sat next to him, took two sips, and asked: "Mr. Feng, it's been so long since I've been here that you've never urged me to practice."

He knew that in the eyes of others, his daily behavior looked like he was playing with things and losing his mind. When he was in the mansion, he still had some concerns, but here he was completely relaxed.

Let go of "cultivation".

"Cultivation is also for happiness. Since you are happy, it doesn't matter whether you practice or not?"

Feng Boping chuckled.

Li Hao had long known that Mr. Feng had a free and unrestrained temperament and did not stick to trivial matters. When he heard this, he turned around and stared at him, and then laughed:

"If I could become stronger, you wouldn't have to work so hard."

Feng Boping shook his head slightly, with an indifferent expression: "It's just three years of hard work, nothing worth mentioning."

Li Hao glanced at him and said nothing.

The old man and the young man drank quietly and looked at the snowy scene. Although there were fewer people in the yard, it became more peaceful.

In order to cope with the arrival of the Wanshan Demon King, Li Hao and Feng Lao made some preparations and secretly laid many hidden clues outside Tianmen Pass.

Both are good at fishing and are waiting for each other to arrive.

As for whether they can match it, it all depends on how many and how big the fish is.

If the thread breaks, it's time to discard it.

Another half month passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Hao sat on the top of the mountain, bathing in the cold wind.

The wind seems to be particularly strong and cold today.

Li Hao sat quietly, and the little white fox had shrunk into his arms.

With Li Hao's physique, he naturally didn't care about the cold wind. He watched the cold wind carrying countless falling snow, falling from the sky. In his field of vision, countless snowflakes rolled, drifted, and fell among all things.

Suddenly, a feeling of bliss came over me.

The thinking and precipitation accumulated over many days, as well as the spiritual light that hit the door of my heart many times, suddenly broke through the last wall of my heart at this moment.

Li Hao had an epiphany.

He suddenly understood what he was searching for so hard.

I also suddenly understood what all things in this vast world have in common.

——It’s one breath!

Mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, and all creatures are all moved by this breath!

The same is true for warrior practice.

Mortals live by this breath.

Warriors rely on their energy to move through the main channels and exert force.

The seven emotions and six desires are all one breath.

All things grow in one breath!

But this breath is not the breath that ordinary people understand, it is the breath of heaven and earth!

This breath can evolve all things, nourish all things, turn into mountains, rivers, birds and beasts, and turn into life in the world!

Li Hao closed his eyes, and the breath all over his body was rapidly shrinking, transforming, and blending with the heaven and earth.

This feeling is very similar to spiritual practice, but not the same.

The energy in his body merged with heaven and earth, and all dissipated. Under the condensation of heaven and earth, it transformed, like the lead being washed away, blooming with a dazzling luster.

This luster is ethereal and illusory, as if it does not exist in the real world.

Li Hao donated all his strength to the heaven and earth, and then asked the heaven and earth to borrow a breath and integrate it into himself.

Li Hao called this breath Immortal Qi.

Grandmaster limit, land fairyland, achieved!
Chapter completed!