After Yang Bo went out, he looked around twice. A car came up and Yang Bo got in.

Yang Bo raised his head and glanced at the driver, who was a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm, "Are you a monk in the Yanshan Secret Realm?"

The driver responded quickly, "Reporting to senior, this junior is the monk from Yanshan Secret Realm!"

Yang Bo nodded and said, "Send me home, and then go back and ask the master about something, what is the origin of Patriarch Chen Tuan?"

The driver looked to be in his thirties. When he heard Yang Bo's question, he looked embarrassed, "Senior, the task assigned by the master is to ask me to help you drive!"

"I may not be able to go back, but I can take the problem with me!"

Yang Bo asked: "How to bring it?"

The driver held up the mobile phone in his hand and said, "I can make a call!"

Yang Bo was choked. He stayed in the upper world for so long that he subconsciously forgot about the existence of the phone!

What is the origin of Patriarch Chen Tuan and how high is his cultivation level? This troubles Yang Bo. After all, it is really rare for a technique that can make his cultivation level improve so quickly!

Yang Bo took the painting back to his mother's residence. There was no one at home, and Yang Bo didn't care. He went directly back to the room with the painting.

Yang Bo hung up the painting of Patriarch Chen Tuan's Sleeping Immortal. He lay on the bed, imitating Patriarch Chen Tuan's sleeping posture, and kept his eyes on the painting.

Yang Bo slowly fell silent and his breathing gradually slowed down.

As the light flashed before his eyes, Yang Bo could faintly feel that the ancestor Chen Tuan in the painting seemed to be breathing, but the process was slower. Yang Bo unconsciously started to breathe according to the rhythm of the ancestor Chen Tuan.

After a long time, a voice suddenly sounded in Yang Bo's ear, "Husband's morality turns into youth, youth turns into old age, aging disease, disease turns into death, death turns into spirit..."

The sound was deafening, and Yang Bo felt that he seemed to understand something, but it was very vague!

Immediately afterwards, Yang Bo's breathing suddenly stopped. As the ancestor Chen Tuan in the picture took a long breath, Yang Bo also took a breath, but this breath was particularly long and lasted for a long time!

I don't know how long it took, but Yang Bo opened his eyes and saw that it was dark outside the window, and it was quiet and silent outside the bedroom.

Yang Bo looked up and saw that the painting, which was still yellowish and slightly black, now had no mold spots and looked simple and natural, like an ordinary ancient painting!

Yang Bo got up from the bed. When he stood up, he couldn't help but look slightly moved, because he felt that the spiritual power in his body was surging. This time he practiced, he actually pushed his cultivation level directly to the peak of the middle Tianluo realm, only one step away.

Able to break through to the late stage of Tianluo Realm!

Such a result really surprised Yang Bo. He could not have imagined how such a situation could happen.

The earth's spiritual energy is thin. With his cultivation level, if he really makes such a big progress, how much spiritual energy will be consumed?

The earth is already in the Age of Ending Dharma. If he absorbs a large amount of spiritual energy, will it become even more barren and eventually lead to the disappearance of all spiritual energy?

Yang Bo put away the painting, opened the door and walked out. He saw Lin Lin, Luo Qing, and Hua Qingyun sitting motionless on the sofa. When they heard the sound, they all turned around and looked over!

Lin Lin let out a long sigh of relief, "Why did you sleep for so long?"

Yang Bo looked back and saw that it was already dark outside the window. He had just slept all afternoon!

Luo Qing saw Yang Bo's confusion and said, "When we came back yesterday afternoon, we found that you were practicing. We never dared to disturb you. You have been sleeping all day and night!"

"What kind of skills have you practiced? How could there be such a big movement?"

Yang Bo looked at Luo Qing, "What's going on?"

Luo Qing said: "When you practice, you are like a wild beast. Every time you take a breath, although the sound is not loud, it makes people's heart palpitate. Especially when you are close to the bedroom, it feels like you are close to a wild beast. Even if I get close to it,

, I feel uncomfortable too!”

"You seem to have swept away all the spiritual energy in a radius of thousands of kilometers. Don't you feel that the spiritual energy in the air is very thin?"

After Yang Bo woke up, he still felt that something was not right. When he heard Luo Qing say this, he suddenly realized that the spiritual energy in the air around him seemed to be even thinner!

Luo Qing stood up and held Yang Bo.

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment and followed the other party to the balcony.

Luo Qing reached out and opened the curtain, "What did you see?"

Yang Bo saw the dark night sky, but when he looked carefully, he realized that the dark night sky was filled with yellow. He immediately woke up and asked, "Sandstorm?"

Luo Qing looked at Yang Bo, "The sandstorm came from last night and just covered the Imperial Capital!"

Yang Bo wanted to deny it, but he soon realized that the sandstorm was probably caused by him, because he absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy in the air, and the spiritual energy was evacuated, which naturally caused the air pressure in the area to decrease, especially every time he

Every time you take a breath, a strong suction will be formed. It is the suction that causes the sandstorm!

Yang Bo looked out the window and remained silent.

Judging from the current carrying capacity of the earth, it is indeed necessary to restrict high-level monks, because the harm caused by high-level monks is too great!

This time, Yang Bo relied on the nine-story pagoda to compress his cultivation level. However, this compression only relied on appearances to confuse the spiritual pressure of this world. His cultivation level did not really decrease, so he

One practice can cause great harm!

Yang Bo made up his mind that he would not use the Sleeping Immortal Technique here in the future!

Lin Lin didn't say anything. She didn't think that Yang Bo would be able to attract the sandstorm after taking a nap. She only thought that the sandstorm came at the right time, so that Yang Bo would not go out and could spend more time with her!

Lin Lin took the two girls to cook, and she didn't know what they said. The three of them burst out laughing.

Yang Bo picked up his cell phone and saw that Cao Yuande had made dozens of calls to him. It lasted from yesterday to just now, and he had to answer one call.

Cao Yuande's voice was extremely urgent, "Yang Bo, where have you been? I called you so many times, why didn't you answer the phone?"

Yang Bo smiled and said, "I have been busy with something. Professor Cao wants me to go over and help restore the ancient paintings, right?"

"I did an experiment at home. I should be able to do some restoration on those ancient paintings, but I'm not sure about the effect. Will you take me there tomorrow?"

Cao Yuande originally wanted to question him, but when he heard what Yang Bo said, he immediately had no objection. He smiled and said: "Okay, no problem!"
Chapter completed!