Imperial Saint Sovereign

In the forest at the back of the mountain.

Because Ling Xiao had been training his body for the past few days, he had been training while running and rushing to the waterfall to train his body. Furthermore, he did not have much time to cultivate the Phantom Tracing previously, and agility skills were not something that could be learned just by meditating. Running with weight on also boosted his cultivation of Phantom Tracing to a certain extent.

Common level, Body Refinement Realm warriors could learn it, but Profound level, Body Refinement Realm warriors would have a much higher success rate, and for higher level Spirit level, even Building Foundation Period warriors would be able to master it.

Just as Ling Xiao stood up, his legs started to tremble, and before he even walked a few steps "Putong, ah …", the pitiful Ling Xiao fell. Ling Xiao had to repeat this many times before he was able to walk freely on top of the wooden stake. What Ling Xiao needed to do now was to continue to strengthen his control over his body and coordinate with the rest of his body.

After half a day, Ling Xiao could already quickly walk on top of the wooden stake. Just as he was getting excited, a horizontal piece of wood appeared out of nowhere with thorns on it. It was obvious that he wanted to take Ling Xiao down a notch.

One Thorny Wood Ling Xiao managed to dodge, and suddenly, another one came. After that, more Thorny Wood came one after another. " Ling Xiao still did not dodge and fell off the wooden stake.

After the day, Ling Xiao was as tired as a dog as he laid on the ground without moving, his entire body was red and purple, it was fortunate that his handsome face was still well protected. However, in general, today's days of cultivation had finally come to an end. After giving up so much, the effect was obvious, and that was that Ling Xiao was very agile, avoiding one obstacle after another, and rested comfortably for the night.

On the second day, when Ling Xiao came over, his eyes were dizzy. He discovered that the stakes that were the same length as the previous day were now one tall and one short. Some of them were even slanted, but compared to the previous day, they could only be described as unrecognizable.

Now, Ling Xiao finally understood what his father had told him at that time: "Xiao'er, go to your third uncle's place. You must be mentally prepared." After saying that, he showed a pitiful and sympathetic expression. Now that he thought about it, maybe even his father had suffered a lot before.

But I am Ling Xiao, how can I be defeated by the difficulty in front of me? Afterwards, Ling Xiao still slowly stepped onto a short wooden stake and stood up to look at it.

It was still the same as yesterday, where he only helped Ling Xiao get used to this kind of environment half a day ago. Because Third Uncle realized that Ling Xiao was learning too quickly, he decided to set a bowl on Ling Xiao's head with chili concoction. It means that if you get the bowl, you can try the taste of the chili concoction and it will make you feel better.

However, Ling Xiao's eyes were completely blood-red the next day, needless to say, his mouth was as swollen as a sausage.

Ling Xiao spent the next three days in this kind of torture, Ling Xiao silently cursed in his heart: "Good, third uncle, I'll remember you today, but next time, let's see if I'll strip your beard off, hehe!"

Third Uncle who was supervising by the side sneezed without any warning. He rubbed his nose and muttered, "It must be Ling Xiao who is scolding me, little scum, looks like I have to add fuel to the fire, if not you won't know how strong I am … hehe, how cruel … hehe."

As expected, on the sixth day, the venue changed. It was no longer just a wooden stake. Now, it could really be described as a mountain of blades or a sea of flames! In front of him were rows and rows of nails. Each nail was at least ten centimeters long, half a meter tall, a blade's tip, and a short nail. This was nothing. In such a large area like this, there were piles of burning charcoal!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ling Xiao felt his two eyes go black. What the hell is this? Third Uncle walked up to him and narrowed his eyes, saying, "Brat, do you see? Are you satisfied with the gift I'm giving you?"

"I'm too satisfied, you old bastard. You're simply making me climb the mountain of blades, pour oil on the fire, kill me all I want …" Ling Xiao now even had the heart to die.

"Waa, boy, you're so smart! You're reminding me so much! I'll thank you well. Don't wait for me, I'll bring you a present! Hehe!" With that, Third Uncle disappeared.

"Ah! Third Uncle, you old bastard, you evil spirit, you cruel bastard, you …" Ling Xiao scolded him after Third Uncle had left.

Not long after, the Third Uncle appeared again, holding the Tong Oil in one hand and a few throwing knives in the other. He walked up to Ling Xiao and laughed, "Brat, I heard you scolding my old man just now.

"No, absolutely not. Third uncle is so kind and dotes on you the most. How could I scold you? I can't even make it in time to show you my filial piety!" Ling Xiao shook his head like a rattle drum, he couldn't admit it even if he was beaten to death now, who knew what this old fellow would come up with?

"No, I'm still scolding now. Alright, hurry up and go. Don't look too dark. Wait until you finish cultivating, it will naturally turn dark. Brat, don't run away!" Third uncle rarely showed his current expression anymore, "Sigh, I really miss that kid who shook the heavens back then. But it's still okay, I won't let him have a son, hehe!" Third Uncle was indeed an old urchin.

In the evening, Ling Xiao came out with his face covered in dust. Between his breaths, there was a long streak of black smoke coming out from his nose, and his eyes had turned completely black.

However, after Third Uncle had "mercilessly" ended, he still treated Ling Xiao very warmly. He had personally concocted the medicine and guided Ling Xiao in his cultivation.

At this time, Ling Xiao was sitting cross-legged on the praying mat. After being paid special attention to by Third Uncle these few days, Ling Xiao had made great progress, Ling Xiao felt that he would be able to master the first level in a few days, which would be twice as fast. Moreover, he would be able to confuse the other party.

After a few days of cultivation, especially every time he finished cultivating Confusion of Shadows, Ling Xiao felt a slight throbbing sensation from the Conferred God Technique, as if something was about to hatch. Ling Xiao had a feeling that when he levelled up to the innate state, the Conferred God Technique would give him a different kind of surprise.

After cultivating the two hundred and seventy cycles of the Divine Seal Altar, not only did Ling Xiao feel that his cultivation had greatly stabilized, he also felt that he would break through to the Innate Realm in the next few days.

In three days, he would be going to the outskirts of Vast Expanse Mountain Range with his third uncle. Ling Xiao planned to break through the Innate Realm before he left. Only then would there be greater security.

After repeating this process for two days, even if Ling Xiao was in the sea of flames and sabers, he was still able to dodge and walk very skillfully. Today, Third Uncle had once again arrived at the foot of the waterfall. Looking at the waterfall around him within a dozen meters, Ling Xiao thought about his previous cultivation scene. This guest was his precious memory.

"Third uncle, what's the content for today? Should we go take a shower or not?" Ling Xiao asked.

"Haha, looking at your sorry state a few days ago, aren't you afraid now? Still taking a shower? To think that you could come up with such a plan. But today's cultivation is indeed related to water. " "After a pause, he pointed at some wooden piles and rafts in the water and continued," "See those bamboo rafts and piles? All you need to do is to be on the top of the water like you are on a wooden stake. Remember, don't let your shoes get wet." " "AHH!" Third uncle, don't tell me you're still letting me live? " Ling Xiao who was about to bargain saw Third Uncle raise the corner of his lips, and immediately stopped talking. It seems that Ling Xiao had indeed been tormented for the past few days.

"If you want to master Phantom Mirage, your intelligence, cultivation, hard work, and talent are all crucial. Since you have chosen it, then you have to be worthy of it and not disgrace it. In the future, you will discover just how lucky you were when you chose Phantom Mirage. Alright, hurry up and go train. I'll watch from the side. " He then realized that whether it was in terms of speed or movement skills, the current Ling Xiao had greatly improved in his coordination.

Tonight, Ling Xiao decided to break through the Innate Realm. At the same time, he also completely mastered the first stage of Concealment. was currently riding on a rocket to train at a speed that had never been seen before in the entire Dongxuan State. When the later generations mentioned Ling Xiao's training in the past, they only said a few words: "Is he even human?"

However, all of this was spread by people that Ling Xiao was familiar with when he was famous in the entire continent.