The Name of Eternity

Bian Ruxue immediately used her divine sense to detect. When she saw Li Hao behind the drawing board, she was stunned for a moment, and soon remembered that the man was the alchemist who had delivered medicine to her before.

Is it him?

Bian Ruxue's eyes flickered, and she stared at him for a few seconds, but finally shook her head slightly. He was in the human world. Even if he got the opportunity like herself and came here, he could not become an alchemist.

Although she did not understand alchemy, she also knew that this way was different from cultivation and required a long accumulation. She had also heard of the name of Qingfeng Alchemist recently. Such ability was definitely not something that Li Hao could achieve in just a hundred years.

At the same time, Li Hao was carefully sketching.

As he carefully observed with his painting heart, he noticed that the three semi-saints had noticed him, but they did not seem to stop him, which made Li Hao secretly relieved.

As the pen and ink outlined, soon, the figures of the three semi-saints jumped onto the paper.

Then came the momentum and charm. Li Hao painted their unique charm in it.

Time passed slowly, and the battle had already begun in the arena ahead, but Li Hao was still immersed in the painting. It was not easy to depict three semi-saints at the same time. It was no exaggeration to say that this painting was painstaking.

After a long time, with the cheers of the audience below, and the laughter and regrets of Lin Shanhai and others who won and lost their bets, Li Hao went from being completely focused to gradually returning to his body. The surrounding disturbances suddenly came, and his painting was also completed at this moment.

As he put pen to paper, Li Hao felt a sense of fullness, and experience prompts jumped out in front of him.

Painting experience +150394.

...150,000?

Li Hao counted carefully and confirmed that he was not mistaken. He was a little stunned, but soon relieved.

After all, they are semi-saints, and there are three in the same frame!

At the same time, the panel prompts that the painting path has been upgraded to the eighth stage.

Art points +1.

And the experience required from the eighth stage to the ninth stage has doubled, which is one million!

However, this Sword God Battle saw many geniuses fighting, and Li Hao believed that he would be able to reach the maximum level soon.

Even if each of the other four inner disciples only provided him with a few thousand experience points, they were still numerous.

When the painting experience was raised to the eighth level, many painting insights flooded into his mind. After more than ten minutes, Li Hao gradually digested and absorbed them, and suddenly had a new understanding of painting.

The painting that he had just worked hard on, in his eyes, was obviously flawed.

It can't be said to be a flaw, but a problem of level.

The painting only stayed on the charm, without the integration of his own style, and he didn't have a deep connection with the painting.

Every top painter should have his own style, which is cleverly combined with the painting, neither abrupt, but can make people recognize who the painter is at a glance.

Li Hao understood in his heart, and then he wanted to put away the drawing paper and make another one.

But suddenly, a voice came from his mind:

"I want your painting, what do you need?"

This is a woman's voice, calm and cold, as if it does not allow any doubt.

Li Hao was slightly stunned, looked up, and saw the three semi-saint women, staring at him quietly.

When their eyes met, Li Hao immediately knew that the person who sent the message to him was the other party.

He immediately replied in a voice transmission: "If you like it, you can give it to you. I don't sell my paintings."

"It's quite elegant."

The woman smiled slightly and said in a voice transmission: "In that case, I will accept it directly. If you need it in the future, you can tell me my name. I am Yao Zu."

Yao Zu... Li Hao wrote down the name, nodded, and said in a voice transmission: "If you don't mind, I can draw another one for you. I'm new to it and my performance is not good enough."

"Oh?"

Yao Zu's eyes moved slightly. She wanted to ask for the painting because her mind was always paying attention to Li Hao's paintings. When Li Hao finished the painting, she felt amazing.

The self in the painting was more beautiful than what she saw in the mirror. It seemed to be her, but it didn't seem to be her.

This made her like it in her heart, so she wanted to ask for it.

If he painted a painting for her alone, it would be the best.

She planned to collect it in her cave to appreciate it, so as not to see the other two annoying eyesores while appreciating herself...

Thinking of this, she glanced at the tall middle-aged man and the old man beside her, and sent a voice message to Li Hao: "Then you can draw it and see it."

"Okay!"

Li Hao agreed, dried the ink of the painting just now, rolled it up and put it aside, and then started to paint again.

This time, he painted Yao Zu alone, and Li Hao stared at Yao Zu with a sharp gaze.

With her permission, Li Hao's observation was no longer concealed, but open.

Feeling Li Hao's eyes wandering all over her body, Yao Zu raised his eyebrows slightly. No man had ever dared to offend so boldly.

If it were before, she would have slapped him to death with anger.

But thinking that she had just sent a voice message to find the other party, although she was a little uncomfortable, she slowly endured it, and at the same time, she also used her divine sense to observe Li Hao's paintings to see if the other party was really painting or deliberately spying?

Among the semi-saints in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, Yao Zu is very famous because of her stunning beauty. When she was young, she was the top saint in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. Hundreds of years ago, she had defeated all the saints in the same realm and then entered the semi-saint realm.

Now she cultivates her body and mind. She is no longer as murderous and cold as she was in the past, but has become more calm and noble.

Following her divine sense observation, Yao Zu soon discovered that Li Hao was not taking the opportunity to blaspheme or offend, but was really observing and painting seriously.

Everywhere on her body, whenever Li Hao's eyes focused, the pen and ink in Li Hao's hand also sketched.

Yaozu's eyes flashed, and the trace of anger and discomfort in her heart gradually disappeared. She observed that Li Hao's eyes were focused and pure, without any lust. Instead, they seemed to simply appreciate a kind of beauty.

This kind of gaze made her feel a faint sense of joy in her heart.

It is completely different from the hidden gazes of the inner disciples, including some of the Holy Sons, who secretly spy on him.

Ancestor Yao had heard of Master Qingfeng Alchemy before, but didn't take it seriously. Even a senior alchemist could only help her very little now, unless it was to make alchemy for her disciples.

But now, she somewhat appreciates this Qingfeng Alchemist.

As time passed, the battle between the disciples on the ring became fierce, and the cheers outside the auditorium were also loud. In this noisy and lively environment, Li Hao felt like he was sitting alone in the mountains, and his whole body exuded peace and tranquility. Deep and peaceful.

He painted quietly and watched quietly.

Yaozu didn't want to watch the confrontation between his disciples. He used his spiritual mind to follow Li Hao's strokes and watched him outline himself stroke by stroke.

After a long time, after Lin Shanhai and the others ended their bet for the second time, Li Hao's second painting was also completed.

As Yaozu's figure appeared on the white paper, experience tips also popped up in front of Li Hao's eyes.

Painting experience +42320.

This time I was painting alone, and it was the second time. The experience was obviously less, but it was still scary.

The overflow experience previously amounted to more than 70,000, and now with these 42,000, it has reached one million levels of experience at the ninth level, and one-tenth of it has been completed in the blink of an eye!

Li Hao felt that if the wool of the three half-saints were collected, it would probably fill half the tube.

At this moment, the Yaozu on the painting paper is more beautiful and moving than the one in the previous group painting. Although Yaozu just stands quietly and there are other figures in the surrounding environment, at this moment, she is the only one in Li Hao's painting. Being alone is like the green lotus on the snow-capped mountains, quietly blooming its own fragrance and beauty, giving it a refined and refined temperament that is isolated from the world.

The eyes drawn in ink are filled with tranquility and a hint of sadness, which cannot be cleared away like thick fog. The eyes are heartbreaking and make people forget to leave.

Yaozu looked at himself in the painting and felt a little lost.

She looks as calm as still water, but the self in the painting reveals the hidden emotions in her heart.

It felt like someone was peering into my heart.

Can he understand his own sorrow?

Yaozu was startled, and then his thoughts shifted to Li Hao, staring into his eyes.

"Yaozu, your painting is done."

Li Hao put down the pen, took a look at the painting, and found that it was quite perfect. Although he knew that there might be room for improvement when his painting skills improved, but for now, it was already his most perfect performance.

Yaozu withdrew his spiritual thoughts, but his voice calmed down and said: "I saw it. I accept this painting as I owe you a favor."

After that, the drawing paper on Li Hao's drawing board disappeared out of thin air.

But Yaozu stood there, his body motionless, as if nothing had happened.

Li Hao didn't see what kind of method this was, and was secretly awestruck in his heart. He couldn't see through it just because he was a Half-Saint, let alone seeking revenge from that Void Saint in the future.

"You're welcome, Yaozu. My paintings are only given to people who know how to appreciate them. As long as Yaozu likes them," Li Hao replied through a message.

Yaozu didn't respond, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to be looking towards the ring.

But his mind was quietly looking down at Li Hao from high in the sky.

Li Hao waited for a moment, and when he saw that the other party did not send any more messages or say anything more, he immediately picked up the pen again and continued to paint. This time it was still the three half-sages who painted together.

Seeing that Li Hao continued to write, Yaozu withdrew his spiritual thoughts and returned his eyes to the arena ahead.

However, she remembered Li Hao's appearance in her mind.

As the battle in the ring continued to heat up, Li Hao's third painting was also completed.

The experience this time has been reduced to about 120,000, which is still extremely rich.

Li Hao was not surprised. Just when he was about to pick up the pen again, a majestic man's voice came from his mind:

"Just paint a little, don't go too far."

Li Hao was slightly startled and looked at one of the Semi-Saints, a tall and towering man.

The other party's eyes also cast a hint of warning towards Li Hao.

Seeing this, Li Hao had no choice but to send a message: "I'm sorry for the offence, senior."

He was indeed offending himself by rashly painting without others' permission. He smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking that the chance of continuing to plunder their wool was gone. Yaozu should still be willing to paint for him.

But Li Hao did not continue to paint Yaozu, but his eyes fell on the ring below. When Yaozu visits in the future, he can ask for painting again. Now this grand event is also a rare painting scene. The most important thing is that he can also borrow This collection of exercises.

I missed some sessions in the previous drawings, but those who won will continue to compete and will be able to see them then.

"This time it's Jing Feng. I heard that when he was in the Taiping Dao realm, he condensed the seventh level of the Dao realm, which is extremely terrifying. His swordsmanship has also reached an extremely high level. Now he has reached the Wen Dao realm and is famous among the inner sect's geniuses. Guess Can he win every ten battles?"

Zhao Yingzhen recognized the young man guarding the ring and smiled at Lin Shanhai and others.

"The Seventh Level Dao Realm? This is outdated news. He already had the Ninth Level Dao Realm before he crossed the Hearing Dao Realm."

"I heard that he is only about seventy years old now, which is too young. However, he learned from the Half-Saint and was accepted as a disciple by the mountain ancestor since he was a child. He was also born into a famous family. He can achieve such an achievement at this age. understand."

"That's right, Yaozu was only a few years old when he entered the realm of hearing the Tao and defeated other saints. That was amazing."

Other alchemists are also communicating and admiring.

They are all in the same circle and talk to each other in a relaxed tone.

Li Hao was a little surprised when he heard them mention Yaozu. He glanced at the Yaozu, but saw that the other party seemed to be looking this way too.

But when each other's eyes came into contact, the other person seemed to just glance over them lightly, without stopping.

Li Hao didn't expect that this half-saint could be so amazing when he was young. Sure enough, those who could become a semi-saint were once extremely talented.

This is why adversity will become more and more difficult. People who can cultivate to this level have once been able to kill enemies across borders and be unparalleled.

Semi-saints are already such monsters, let alone those saints.

"Stop talking so much, place your bets, it's about to begin."

Lin Shanhai said lazily.

Several people placed bets one after another.

Li Hao also looked at the ring where he was holding the ring. Standing on it was a tall and elegant young man.

The opponent's aura was not hidden, but revealed naturally, like a real dragon standing on the ring. It seemed gentle and elegant, but its momentum was extremely domineering.

Soon, someone came up to challenge.

But he soon lost. The young man just released the Dao Domain and suppressed him until he could not move.

Then came the second and third people, one after another, but they were easily defeated by him. Until the seventh person, the opponent seemed to be a genius from the inner sect. The two realms suppressed each other and drew their swords to fight.

The swordsmanship of both sides is actually at the peak of the seventh level, and the momentum is fierce.

"I have learned a few things, do you want to include them?"

Prompts popped up in front of my eyes.

Li Hao smiled and chose yes.

Soon, successive movements and sword skills were included in his own panel.

There are four more skills in the panel, which are the body skills and sword skills performed by the two fighting people.

As the skills were collected, a large amount of information poured into his mind. Li Hao digested and absorbed it, savored it slowly, and soon mastered it. His body skills were not as good as those of these two, but his understanding of the eighth level of swordsmanship made him master it. The swordsmanship of these two people has been deduced to a higher level, and they have understood the meaning of their swords!

As a result, when Li Hao watched again, he realized that the sword moves of the two men seemed to be fierce, but in fact they had obvious flaws.

If you realize the sword intention, you can break the opponent's sword power with one sword!

If the momentum is not condensed, it is just loose and vulnerable!

However, after comprehending the sword intent of the opponent's two sword techniques, Li Hao vaguely felt that his own sword intent seemed to be more rounded.

His only-self sword intention can cut off anything he wants to cut off.

But if you want to really do it, you must have a deep understanding of everything in the world.

Only by understanding can we crack it.

In other words, the more sword intent I collect, the stronger my solitary sword intent will be... Li Hao understood clearly in his heart, and immediately became curious. Could it be that there are levels of sword intent?

If I comprehend enough sword intent, will my sword intent reach a truly perfect level?

Li Hao's eyes flashed. No matter what, the more sword intent he collects, the stronger his self-centered sword intent will be.

Li Hao's spiritual thoughts immediately dispersed, and he watched the fighting on the ten arenas at the same time.

Soon, reminders sounded.

"I have learned a few things, do you want to include them?"

Yes, yes, yes!

Li Hao kept confirming that there were more and more skills on the panel, but they were mainly focused on swordsmanship and body skills. This Sword Ancestor Holy Land was relatively pure, and the main focus was on swordsmanship!

Unlike the academy or other first-rate forces, they are involved in all kinds of techniques.

The holy land is headed by saints, and saints have their own holy paths, so their practice is relatively single and pure.

This may not seem comprehensive enough, but its extreme purity actually makes it easier to cultivate strong men who can stand alone!

When the swordsmanship is strong enough, the sword can defeat all things.

When the boxing technique is strong enough, the boxing technique can defeat all techniques!

The realm of cultivation will improve faster in the holy land, not only because of the strong energy here, but also because of its purity!

Purity often reaches the extreme.

Unless you practice to a certain level, reach a bottleneck, and have no hope of progress, you will slowly start to dabble in other techniques to increase your comprehensiveness.

After watching the competition, Li Hao discovered that his body skills were similar to those of ordinary inner sect disciples, but much inferior to those of the top inner sect disciples.

The geniuses here have been practicing hard for decades, and their body skills have basically reached around six levels.

However, Li Hao has the realm of Return to Ruins, which can make up for his shortcomings in physical skills.

With the collection of sword skills, Li Hao has mastered more and more sword intentions.

The swordsmanship performed by each of these inner disciples is Tao-level swordsmanship.

In the Holy Land of Sword Ancestor, the most indispensable thing is all kinds of top swordsmanship, and the inner disciples all practice this type, but they have different levels of mastery.

Li Hao felt that he had secretly learned 90% of the sword techniques in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land by collecting them in his circle.

These sword techniques were all condensed into sword intent under his understanding of the eighth level of swordsmanship.

As the sword intent he mastered increased by tens to hundreds, Li Hao's current body also felt that his brain was a little swollen, but his only sword intent also incorporated more cognition and became more terrifying.

When Lin Qingying practiced swordsmanship previously, Li Hao felt that he could easily cut off the weak points where he made mistakes, but now, he felt that even if the opponent used the strongest sword intention to fight, he would be able to cut off easily.

By analogy, he saw too many sword intentions and saw too many shortcomings in the sword intentions. His understanding of the sword intentions was close to the Tao.

The battle below is still going on, and Li Hao is also watching quietly. The young man named Jing Feng has already ended his battle. He won the seventh battle, winning ten consecutive victories, and was directly promoted to the top 100.

In the tenth battle, the opponent encountered a strong enemy and showed three extreme powers to win, which also shocked the crowd.

These three extreme realms are the first three extreme realms, divine power, heaven and earth veins, and heaven and earth law.

Especially the law of heaven and earth, which means that the person who inherits the soul of the other party is not a saint, but the soul of heaven and earth. This is basically the standard for becoming a saint.

Those who have this extreme state mean that they have the potential for sainthood.

Li Hao also learned later that without the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, even if he got incense, he could only carry two sticks of incense. When he became a saint with two sticks of incense, he would only be able to stay at the first level of the saint realm for the rest of his life and would not be able to reach higher. The realm belongs to the weakest saint.

After all, if we don’t have the courage to accommodate heaven and earth, how can we accommodate all living beings?

Li Hao watched for several hours. At the beginning, when the disciples in each arena entered the battle, he could basically collect different sword techniques and body techniques. Occasionally, there were other techniques, but the follow-up gradually became less and overlapping with each other.

Despite this, Li Hao gained a lot and was very satisfied.

As there were no more swordsmanships to be included, Li Hao picked up the brush again and started painting.

This time, however, the entire ten arenas were described, including the many outer disciples below.

However, there were too many outer sect disciples, and Li Hao could not depict them one by one in detail. The painting mainly focused on the inner sect disciples who were fighting on the ten arenas.

For this painting, Li Hao had already made preparations in advance and took out a huge scroll, tens of meters long.

It is difficult to fully accommodate such a magnificent scene in front of me with just the drawing paper I use on daily basis.

Seeing Li Hao's actions, Shi Huajin and others next to him were surprised. When they saw Li Hao's little sketches, they were a little shocked. They could see at a glance that Li Hao's painting skills were indeed extremely superb. A simple hobby, but a profound knowledge.

This time Li Hao painted more slowly, concentrating on and detailing the drawings.

Slowly, a vast and magnificent scene of ten arena battles gradually appeared on the paper, slowly extending, and the figures of the inner disciples became more agile.

In the distance, Yaozu noticed the huge scroll that Li Hao took out, and when he inspected it with his spiritual mind, he was suddenly surprised.

She soon understood Li Hao's intention, with a hint of understanding in her eyes and a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.

Such a grand scene, if it could be painted and preserved, would indeed be something worth remembering.

It's just that they are all warriors on weekdays, so how can they have such a mind and leisure to study it?

"This Master Qingfeng is painting the battle scene of the ten arenas. It looks very majestic. When he finishes the painting, how about we buy it and store it in the sword tower for decoration, and also let the disciples who come after him go to the sword tower to choose. Know the specific appearance of the sword god battle."

Yaozu suddenly suggested.

Next to him, one of the semi-saints, Shanzu, a burly middle-aged man, raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked over with his spiritual mind, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He thought for a while and said: "Yes, the painting skills are really great. It is not just a matter of simple brush control and resemblance. The charm is so unique that I can't even copy it."

Although he had warned Li Hao before, he just didn't like being spied on, but he admired Li Hao's painting skills very well.

For martial artists, as their state of mind increases, their control over the body becomes more detailed, and it is not difficult for them to control the brush and make the drawings lifelike.

But the difficulty is that this kind of charm cannot be explained clearly. They can see it, but they can't see how it is done. It seems that it is not something that can be achieved by simply painting the "image".

The old man glanced but said nothing, his eyes still returned to the ring.

Seeing that no one objected, Yaozu smiled. The Jianlou was the place where all the disciples in the Holy Land would go to choose their martial arts. When the scrolls were signed, the other party's name would be known to everyone for generations to come.

In her opinion, no matter the common people, princes, generals or ministers, everyone strives throughout their lives to leave a name for the ages.

And her proposal was to help Li Hao and let him leave his name.

As long as the Holy Land of Sword Ancestor exists forever, its name and taboo will be passed down forever.

A long time, a long time.

As the first battle between the disciples in the ring below came to an end, Li Hao's stunning painting was finally completed.

Ten arenas stand, the Holy Mountain is towering, and many inner disciples are gathered, with different expressions, and the paintings are meticulous. The outer disciples are also crowded, and the faces of many disciples can be vaguely seen.

The weapons and sword energy during the battle in the arena, including the sword movements they performed, were all described by Li Hao, like a passionate battle epic.

This is the era of geniuses. Countless geniuses are brilliant and shine with the most dazzling light.

Later, Lin Shanhai and others gradually lost interest in placing bets. They all followed Li Hao's writing and looked at the scroll. The style displayed on it was actually more exciting than the battle they saw directly below. It gave a thrilling feeling. It makes people's blood boil.

As the pen is closed, the painting is completed.

Li Hao saw the prompt popping up on the panel.

Painting experience +762892

Seven hundred and sixty thousand!

Li Hao spent nearly a whole day painting one painting, from shortly after the war started to the end.

And this painting has also achieved an astonishing improvement in experience, surpassing any of Li Hao's previous paintings!

Li Hao put away his brush, feeling a strong sense of fatigue. This painting was also exhausting for him. He had to observe everyone, and be meticulous and devoted, which was no less than a hearty practice.

However, when he saw the huge amount of experience tips, Li Hao felt that all his fatigue was swept away.

Adding the previous experience, the painting experience is close to one million!

There are many inner disciples covered in this scroll, but Li Hao knows that the space is limited and not all the inner disciples are portrayed.

Otherwise, if he asked all the disciples of the entire Sword Ancestor Holy Land to be painted one by one, their experience would definitely not be as simple as one million, at least more than ten million!

After all, there are millions of outer disciples alone. Even if each person is given only ten points of experience, there are tens of millions!

And most of these outer disciples are also in the third immortal realm, so it is impossible to have only ten points of experience.

Li Hao leaned back in his chair, panted for a while, and smiled. Sure enough, this time he gained a lot.

Later, as long as he painted a little more, he could accumulate the painting experience.

But the next thing to comprehend is the way of painting!

If you can comprehend the way of painting, you can break the bottleneck and upgrade the way of painting to the ninth stage. When you get the heart of entering the way, you can also upgrade your swordsmanship to the ninth stage!

Li Hao looked at the scroll in front of him. The magnificent and surging battle on it made him feel quite a bit. In addition to the painting experience, he was immersed in it and had a deeper understanding of painting.

As Li Hao's painting was finished, the first battle was over.

The outer disciples below were excitedly discussing today's ranking, and those inner disciples with greater reputations became the subject of their discussion.

Li Hao had no interest in these. He waited for the ink on the painting to dry and rolled it up and put it away.

"Is it convenient for you? Come over."

At this time, Yao Zu suddenly sent him a voice.

Li Hao was slightly stunned when he heard the voice transmission, and looked at the other party, and saw the other party's eyes signaling.

Li Hao was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he stood up and said to Lin Shanhai: "Old Lin, Yao Zu is looking for me, I'll go over there."

"Hmm?"

Lin Shanhai and other alchemists were stunned when they heard this.