Myth Revival: I am beheading the gods in the Shanhaijing!

Chapter 84

"Really going?"

"Go! My younger brother is dead. I will find this place no matter what, Master!"

When Han Jinglue was feasting at home, an island thousands of miles away was sunny.

A strong man with a height of about 1.7 meters five knelt on the beach on one knee. In front of him was an old man with white hair and white beard, who looked like a lion.

The old man had three scars on his left eye, which added a bit of toughness to him. His whole body was muscular, like an ancient Greek sculpture.

He was wearing an open training suit, and he was sitting on a chair. Standing beside him were two warriors with peak internal strength. On the beach not far away, there were hundreds of teenagers practicing martial arts.

"Liu Hu, being a teacher doesn't mean that you won't be allowed to go, it's just the news about Han Jinglue, you can read it for yourself..."

The old man nodded to a martial artist next to him, who also took out a document from his pocket and handed it to Liu Hu who was kneeling on the ground.

Liu Hu was a little confused at first, but when he saw the photos of the documents in front of him and the specific things written, his eyes widened.

"The 24-year-old Daoist Baodan and the Hanjiang River?!"

Liu Hu held the document tightly, and didn't care if his knuckles turned white.

After a long time, he sighed and said:

"Though I Liu Hu fought several times on the battlefield, at the age of 36, I can only break through as a master of Huajin, but I was compared by the enemy..."

Dazed, lost...

All kinds of emotions rushed into his heart, making Liu Hu's heart a little unsteady.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the old man frowned and scolded him:
"However, in the realm of Baodan, what he relies on is to enter the singularity!"

"If there is no singularity, you can kill this person with nothing!"

"If you admit defeat, you will no longer be my disciple, Hong Baizhan!"

This old man who looks like a white-haired lion is actually the master of two brothers Liu Dong and Liu Hu, one of the three major underground forces in the world, and the Green Gang enshrines Hong Baizhan!

His reprimand made Liu Hu's originally wavering Dao heart instantly firm. He clasped his fists at Hong Baizhan and said:

"Master, don't worry, this disciple will definitely work harder and put in Han Jinglue's ten times more effort. Before he breaks through and sees that he is immortal, he must fight this person and swear to kill him, so as to comfort the master's hatred of humiliation, and to comfort my brother." Spirit in the sky!"

"Okay!" Hong Baizhan heard this, and suddenly slapped on the armrest and stood up.

At this moment, he did not hide his strength, but released his aura to the fullest.

He seemed to be the eye of a storm, with the strong wind centered on him and blowing in all directions.

Even Liu Hu, who was kneeling on the ground, had bulging veins on his forehead and clenched his teeth, but he was still pushed back a foot on the beach by the mighty wind.

And the two warriors with peak internal strength who were originally standing behind Hong Baizhan retreated dozens of steps in a row before they managed to stabilize their figures.

At this time, the aura emanating from Hong Baizhan's body shocked Liu Hu greatly:
"Master...you...have you broken through the Baodan Realm?!"

"Hahahaha——" Hong Baizhan didn't answer, instead he looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter spread all over the beach, causing countless disciples who were training to cover their ears with pained expressions on their faces.

After a long time, after hundreds of disciples fainted, thirty or forty, he stopped laughing, lowered his head and raised his hands with a smile on his face, as if admiring something.

"The Singularity World... The Singularity World... If it wasn't for this Singularity World, if the old man wants to break through the Baodan Realm, he might end up dying!"

"Now that we have this singular world, maybe we can touch the legendary land fairyland!"

In Hong Baizhan's words, he praised Singularity without hesitation, and Liu Hu also looked at the ground in amazement.

He clearly remembered that his master was not chosen by Singularity, why...

"Liu Hu!"

"The disciple is here!" Hearing Hong Baizhan calling him, Liu Hu quickly lowered his head and obeyed.

Facing his disciples, Hong Baizhan also frowned and said:

"This old man is over eighty years old, even if he breaks through the Baodan Realm, he still won't live past the hundred-year-old limit!"

"Next, the old man will retreat for a year and concentrate on cultivating in the singularity."

"When you leave the test as a teacher, you will definitely break through and see the gods!"

"During this period, you are responsible for handling things for the gang, and besides..."

Speaking of this, Hong Baizhan also looked at the densely populated island and mountains behind him, turned his back to Liu Hu and said:

"You go to the mountain hut now, there is a chance to enter the singularity!"

"Yes! This disciple takes orders!" Hearing that he could also enter the singularity, Liu Hu finally understood everything.

Why does the master have confidence in himself, believing that he can surpass Han Jinglue in the future and fight at the same level as him.

Singular point!

The singularity world that warriors dream of entering, I can finally enter!
"Okay, let's go quickly—" Hong Baizhan looked at the excited Liu Hu, and waved his hand to tell him to go to the wooden house on the top of the mountain quickly.

After saluting again and again, Liu Hu also galloped towards the top of the mountain.

Not long after he left, a figure quietly appeared behind Hong Baizhan, and said with a relaxed expression:

"Reverend Hong, I have brought you a great gift. I hope you can give us what we need..."

"Naturally!" Hong Baizhan still had an expression of frowning, calm and prestige.

But he turned around and added:
"Ten for a month is really too many, how about five?"

"Hehe... You are always embarrassing me. If you are like this, it is not easy for me to go back to the East China Sea..."

The owner of the figure was a thin man with sickly pale skin.

At this time, he was communicating with Hong Baizhan in a teasing tone, regardless of the other party's demonstration of Baodan realm cultivation level just now.

"The old man... I have no choice but to embarrass myself!!!"

Hong Baizhan who emphasized his tone shot instantly, two white air waves shot out from his hands, and the seemingly weak man also raised his hand in an instant.

But when there was a "boom", with the two of them at the center, the yellow sand on the beach with a radius of one kilometer seemed to be shot by a missile.

Liu Hu, who was climbing the mountain, also saw this scene, but he believed that nothing could stop him from becoming the master of Daoist Baodan.

"Kid look at the trick!"

Hong Baizhan was also aboveboard, in order not to take advantage of the younger generation, after a reminder, ten thin white threads appeared on the tip of his ten fingers to confuse his sight.

While he was dodging, Hong Baizhan disappeared immediately, and the next second he used an iron mountain, and the yellow sand that had not yet fallen was immediately carried by a huge shock wave towards the man.

The seemingly thin man had no choice but to cross his arms in front of his chest in the face of this move.

But even so, he was still hit by the iron mountain on his hands, and his whole body was instantly knocked into the air, rushing to the sea, causing a huge white wave up to 400 meters long.

This battle has already escaped the cognition of some warriors. The disciples of the Qing Gang opened their mouths wide and looked at the scene in front of them in shock, just like a scene of gods.

It's just that Hong Baizhan's clothes on his upper body have burst into strips of cloth after he used Tieshan to rely on him.

With a snap of the cloth strips, his supposedly old body turned out to be leaner than a man in his prime, with solid muscles.

"Boy! Ten corpses a month, deal!"

Hong Baizhan yelled at the sea, turned around and left regardless of whether the man was injured or not.

At this time, Liu Hu finally reached the top of the mountain, and pushed open the wooden door of the wooden house in front of him.

But in the wooden house, there is only a yellow body that has been dead for a long time, and the complexion is even yellow, and a bottle of medicine is placed on the table.

Slightly frowning, Liu Hu picked up the white paper on the table, but was frightened into a cold sweat just by looking at it.

"It's actually this..."

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