The Name of Eternity

Beside Li Hao, the barrier enveloped him, the Taoist sound vibrated in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the revealed Taoist rhyme surrounded him like clouds. The peerless figure in the hazy smoke and dust became more and more dusty, attracting people's attention.

When Li Hao closed his eyes to meditate, there were a lot of discussions outside. They were all looking at the bloody words on the top of the monument in horror, and they were looking at the young man again and again.

Once the rumors came true, the seventh color actually appeared on the heavenly monument.

"I heard that in the ancient times, there was blood glow. Unfortunately, the name on the sky monument was only for a thousand years, and it has long since disappeared."

"Master said that such deeds happened in ancient times."

"After countless years, it actually appeared again. Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"The number one in the world? Is it possible that in this battle between geniuses, he will be the number one?!"

Prodigies from all walks of life were talking in low voices, with expressions of shock and solemnity.

"No wonder Master values ​​him so much..."

At this moment, Lin Baichuan and Chu Hanwei fully realized how powerful Li Hao was. With this sky monument looking directly at them, all hidden methods would be seen. Li Hao could inspire the bleeding light and shock the past and the present. In the realm of Taoism, they may have already Got to the top.

Soon, the sensational news here was quietly spread by secret messages from all parties and spread outside the battlefields of the heavens.

Every holy place received news of this shocking incident. After learning about this, many holy places were shaken.

"The Supreme Name? The rumored blood show, Haotian? Who is this? I have never heard of it."

"Haotian? Could it be that Haotian from Canglan Realm?"

"Information from Gangyuque Tower said that the man mastered the eight extreme realms. From Tongli to the Four Standing Realm, he cultivated all the extreme realms to perfection. After a battle in the Canglan Realm, he revealed the Eternal Dao Realm, with 360 overlapping Dao Realms! "

"Such a monster, no wonder he climbed to the top of the Heavenly Monument. He didn't expect to be able to stimulate bleeding light. This is something that has never happened in thousands of years."

After inquiring, many holy places learned about Haotian's deeds.

From coming to the human world ten years ago, being assassinated by Xu Sheng, and disappearing, to rising to fame in Canglan, defeating the Buddha, subduing the arrogant, etc., everyone was shocked. Unknowingly, there was such a dazzling star in the land of saints. A shining new star is on the rise!

He climbed to the top of the Heavenly Monument and left his name on the supreme monument. Such a sensational deed instantly made the word "Haotian" appear in the eyes of many saints in the Holy Land.

The upper three realms, Tianyuan realm.

In the Legalist Holy Land.

"The blood word on the sky monument? It can actually suppress Senior Brother Wu Tian!"

"Senior Brother Wu Tian has two flashes of golden light and is number one in a thousand years. He is expected to be number one in this supreme battle, but that person has blood written on him!"

In the Holy Land, the news spread, and many people were talking in low voices.

On a certain giant peak with strict regulations, this peak stands tall and towering. It is located on the edge of the Fatian Holy Peak in the Legalist Holy Land. It is one of the seven peaks and a sacred peak where only saints can live.

But at this moment, there are several sculptures on the peak, all depicting the appearance of a young and handsome young man.

The young man in the sculpture is sitting cross-legged in the open air platform to practice.

Outside the Taoist platform are many futons, which is the monastery of the saints.

To be able to sit majestically at the main seat of the saint's dojo, this young man's status is extraordinary. Even if he is a direct descendant of the saint, it is not enough, and his identity is not only this, he is the reincarnation of the original owner of this holy peak.

A flying bird flew briskly, landed outside the dojo, and transformed into a woman in feathered clothes, kneeling down and whispering.

When the young man heard the words, he opened his eyes, and a silver light suddenly appeared in his eyes, as if there were a series of economics turning.

"Words in blood..."

Wu Tian's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked up at Gao Tian. In the high zenith battlefield, there was a genius whose name was spread throughout the heavens.

He quietly concentrated for a moment, then smiled faintly: "Although the Heavenly Monument can detect the details, it can only detect the physical body and Taoist charm. The level of techniques and techniques is difficult to measure. It's no wonder that this child has the Eight Extremes Realm..."

The physical body and Taoist rhyme are the realm of cultivation. It seems reasonable to be able to cultivate to the Eight Extremes Realm in just a few thousand years and inspire blood characters.

"But if you can comprehend the sixth extreme realm, it seems that within a thousand years, the ancient temple will be revealed to the world, and the secrets of the holy places will also be revealed..."

The light in his eyes floated, and the long-lasting memory of his past life emerged, but he quickly restrained it. He pondered for a while, then stood up and decided to see it with his own eyes.

Although he has awakened many memories of his past life, his heart is still more or less dominated by the reincarnation at the moment, not the Sacred Heart, so it is inevitable that he will get some mundane thoughts and join in the fun.

Another holy land, within the Yuanzu Holy Land.

Somewhere in a cave.

Two figures were sitting cross-legged in front of a stone wall. One figure had a white beard and white hair, with an immortal air and a strong sense of integrity. His eyes were drooped, and he seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed.

Another figure is sitting at the foot of the steps. He looks like he is in his early twenties. He is extremely young and full of vitality, but his expression reveals a calmness that belies his age. He is watching the murals attentively and meditating on his spiritual practice.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man opened his eyes, and stars and moons seemed to flash through his eyes, which were deep and calm.

"It's the word in blood again... Which brother's reincarnation is here to join in the fun."

The white-haired old man murmured to himself.

His eyes flashed, and a certain dusty memory was brought back, and a shocking figure flashed in the memory, so full of thunder that even the monsters of his generation could not lift their heads.

But that figure has disappeared for many years, could it be that person's reincarnation?

His eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at the young man who was immersed in the mural contemplation, with a smile on his face but said nothing.

But the young man seemed to have noticed something. He turned his eyes to the master and whispered: "Master, your aura just started to fluctuate. Could it be that something big happened?"

It would be a big deal if his master's aura could be slightly disturbed.

The white-haired old man smiled. The fluctuation of his breath was not because of the monster whose name was left on the monument, but because he recalled the scene ten thousand years ago.

"No problem. Although you have not left your name on the monument, you must be in the position of three flashes of golden light. Continue to comprehend the immortal wall. In this battle of the proud, there may be an opponent you expect."

The white-haired old man smiled.

The young man was slightly stunned, his eyes slightly shining. He knew that his master must have heard the news of a monster.

However, he did not ask further, and he would meet him then.

He did not practice because of the stimulation of others. His goal was not to be with his peers at all, but to become a saint, and to become the most holy. In the future, he would compete with those saints in the discussion of Taoism!

At the same time, in many holy places, figures came out of retreat.

Some saints did not go to the battlefield of the heavens, did not care about leaving their names on the monument, and did not want to show their reputation in advance. Some were low-key, some were arrogant, and disdained to follow the crowd, but at this moment, they all heard that the monument was shaking, and blood words rarely seen in ancient and modern times appeared, and some were ranked the highest!

This made many saints want to compete, and wanted to see who was so arrogant.

As figures poured into the battlefield of the heavens, the battlefield of the heavens, which had no war, became lively in an instant.

In the Sword Ancestor Holy Land.

When the Sword Saint heard the news, he couldn't help but look at the girl who was sitting in the courtyard to practice.

The girl's face was indifferent, as if she had no emotions. She was concentrating on comprehending. The flowers around her bloomed and withered, as if they contained the power of time.

The faint power in this vision made the Sword Saint's eyes slightly fixed, and he became more and more satisfied with his disciple.

If he reaches the peak in this life, he will be reincarnated to make up for the lack of the extreme realm of the law of heaven and earth, and he will surely reach the top, and then he will become the third saint of the Sword Ancestor Holy Land.

But... thinking of the news he just learned, the Sword Saint sighed in his heart, but then he thought that even if he and the young man went on two different paths, his disciple's future might not be bad. It's just that he couldn't catch up now, and he will be able to be on par with him in the next life!

Thinking of this, he felt much more relaxed. He smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and did not disturb the other party.

In the holy land of Buddhism.

In a dark Buddhist temple somewhere, the twin Buddhas were meditating in seclusion, and two forces were alternating around them.

He originally wanted to take the path of fusion and step into the supreme saint, but now the inner demon has been born. If this catastrophe is not eliminated, it will be difficult to merge. He can only give up the foundation and not seek perfection.

In this way, his current strength has increased instead of decreased, and he has returned to the path of his previous life. Now the prototype of the holy way has been formed, and he is about to enter the semi-saint realm. When the time comes, he can become a saint at any time by swallowing the accumulated incense!

But in the battle of the supreme celestial pride, if he becomes a saint, he will lose the qualification to participate in the battle.

Therefore, he did not plan to become a saint before that. He first cultivated to the limit below the saint, and then cultivated again and reincarnated after killing the evildoer!

Although he hated the destruction of this world, if he could kill that person and eliminate his inner demon, his next life would be easier, and he would not even need to use his incarnation to survive the calamity of the mortal world.

Outside the Buddhist temple, the Buddha sensed the practice of the twin Buddhas and sighed in his heart. He waited for another life, and wondered what kind of changes would happen.

Thinking of the news he had just learned, a hint of coldness appeared in his compassionate eyes, but he quickly restrained it. He once sacrificed himself to feed the eagle, just because the eagle could help him become a Buddha, and he had to give up his cumbersome flesh at that time to feed the eagle to shed his mortal body. Now that he has become a Buddha and has worn a cassock, he naturally does not want to lose his body again.

There are three thousand volumes of Buddhism, and each volume cultivates the body.

Since it is to cultivate the body, if the body is damaged, it will be suppressed by the Dharma and it will be eliminated.

He thought in his eyes and suddenly disappeared from the outside of the Buddhist temple. Then, an incarnation was reflected, and it flew out, crossed the Canglan Realm, and went to the Yunxia Realm.

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In the battlefield of the heavens.

As time went by, more and more figures gathered outside the Heavenly Stele.

Many people came upon hearing the news, wanting to see if the news was true. When they saw the two large red characters on the Heavenly Stele, they were immediately shocked.

Seeing it with their own eyes, the shock was more real than the news.

Those two characters actually suppressed the heavens, making all the evildoers in the thirty-three realms pale in comparison under their red light.

"Haotian? Those who don't know would have thought that the original name of this Heavenly Stele was Haotian Stele!"

"This name is prominent in the center. I'm afraid that no one will know it in the next thousand years!"

"Who is this person? What is his origin? Why have we never heard of him? Why is he not famous?"

Many people were asking and discussing.

Although the battle in Canglan Realm made Li Hao famous, most people didn't know about it. At this moment, his name was recorded on the Heavenly Ranking, and he was the first in the history. In an instant, Li Hao became famous. Countless people knew about it, and they felt that it was like a lightning bolt that suddenly appeared in their sight.

Amidst the noisy discussions, Li Hao sat cross-legged in the open space outside the Heavenly Monument.

Countless prying eyes were blocked outside the barrier.

Li Hao used the spiritual light from the Thunder Bell to comprehend the Dao of Cooking and the Dao of Painting.

Both of these skills have reached the ninth level, but the experience is not full. However, if you can comprehend the state of mind in advance, you can step into it in one step when the experience is full.

But comprehending the Dao of Painting is more difficult than he imagined. Although there are many spiritual thoughts, only a few insights burst out.

Li Hao's mind turned, and when the spiritual light was about to dissipate, he turned to comprehend the Dao of Chess.

Playing against Hongyue, the experience of the Dao of Chess was full of the seventh level. At this moment, under the guidance of the spiritual light, many thoughts burst out, and Li Hao suddenly felt a sense of unimpededness. The experience of the Dao of Chess broke through the experience bottleneck on the spot and reached the eighth level.

With the improvement of the eighth level of the Dao of Chess, the state of mind increased, and the art skill point was also increased by +1.

Li Hao was delighted. With the help of this state of mind in chess, he could improve his imperial skills to the eighth level.

Now, his cooking and painting skills are both at the ninth level, corresponding to the ninth level of sword and physical skills.

The rest of his skills have not yet crossed the bottleneck of the sixth level, only the chess skill is at the seventh level. Li Hao intends to use all his state of mind in the chess skill on the imperial skill.

When the imperial skill is at the ninth level, the Taoist method will call it. When the ninth level of the physical body is combined with the ninth level of the imperial skill, he may be able to comprehend the limit of the Wen Dao realm!

The Eternal Dao Realm is so terrifying, and Li Hao can't help but have a little more expectations for the extreme level of the Wen Dao realm.

"This little bell seems to be able to hit..."

Li Hao checked the red little bell in his mind, his eyes flashed, originally came casually, left his name casually, but didn't expect to have such a good harvest.

This kind of thing, I'm afraid other people don't know.

With the promotion of the eighth level of the imperial skill, many complicated news came, and Li Hao fell into perception and digestion again.

After a long time, when Li Hao had completely digested and absorbed it, and his power of imperial power had reached a higher level, he opened his eyes and saw countless eyes gathered around him. The number of people here was four or five times more than before, like a vegetable market, crowded with many figures.

In addition to the saints of various holy places, many other lesser geniuses seemed to have come here.

Li Hao took a rough look and saw thousands of people. No matter how hard he tried, there would not be so many saints in the holy places of the thirty-three realms.

Li Hao saw many eyes cast at him and immediately understood.

He looked up. He had not looked carefully before, but now he saw that in front of the Heavenly Monument, many geniuses seemed to have aroused the desire to win and left their names one after another.

And on the Heavenly Monument, blue-green light flashed from time to time.

When the green light appeared, it would always cause some sneers in the crowd.

Green Light was also a strong man in the realm of Dao Fa. Although he was not as talented as the saints, he was definitely a demon with extremely high authority in the Divine Dynasty, but here, he was a little bit embarrassed.

Li Hao smiled slightly. Seeing so many people gathered, he did not feel bored. Instead, his eyes were slightly bright.

Li Hao dispersed the barrier and saw Hong Yue standing nervously outside the barrier. Lin Qingying stood beside her, slightly blocking her gaze.

This is a dangerous battlefield of the heavens. She has only a cultivation level below the heavenly realm. She is like a lamb here and dare not leave Li Hao without permission.

When Li Hao was in seclusion, she felt that time was long and like torture. Those gathered eyes could detect the details of his cultivation at a glance. Although she didn't care, the casual eyes of these saints made her feel like a huge mountain oppressing her and frightened.

"There are so many people."

Xi Yan also noticed the many figures around and exclaimed, always looking like she had never seen the world.

Li Hao laughed, took out the pen, ink and scroll from the space of heaven and earth, and said to Hong Yue:

"I'm sorry for you. Help me grind the ink."

Hong Yue saw that Li Hao had finished his practice and breathed a sigh of relief. She felt relieved.

She also felt no pressure from those eyes that inadvertently swept over her body. Standing next to Li Hao, it seemed that everything was blocked by the young man in front of her. She had an unprecedented sense of security.

She smiled, agreed, and stepped forward to grind for Li Hao with her bare hands.

"I'll help you spread the drawing paper."

Xi Yan said excitedly, and her waist changed from Li Hao's wrist.

Hong Yue saw Li Hao's blank scroll, and asked curiously, "Young Master, can you paint?"

"I know a little."

After the ink was ground, Li Hao began to paint.

So many Tianjiao rushed here, just in time to give him experience.

Lin Qingying had seen Li Hao's paintings, but at this moment, she couldn't help but quietly approach and watch intently.

But she saw a towering stele mark appear, and Lin Qingying knew that Li Hao was painting the Heavenly Stele.

As the pen and ink were drawn, the Heavenly Stele slowly appeared on the scroll. When the Heavenly Stele was finished, a rich experience prompt suddenly jumped in front of Li Hao's eyes.

Li Hao counted and it was 210,000!

The experience is equivalent to half of the experience of the Three Disasters Saint!

Li Hao was surprised. This Heavenly Monument actually has such rich experience?

He has painted landscapes, and even if it is a strange and dangerous place, the experience that can be brought is very little, at most comparable to the experience gained in the Three Immortal Realms.

This Heavenly Monument is indeed not an ordinary thing... Li Hao thought of the Daoyin Chizhong in his mind, his eyes flickered slightly, his mind converged, and then he began to paint the scene outside the Heavenly Monument again.

Thunder flashed, the Dao rhyme emerged, and the Tianjiao surrounded.

As the figures of those Tianjiao appeared one by one, Li Hao's eyes continued to appear in front of him.

There were as few as seven or eight thousand, and as many as twenty or thirty thousand.

Li Hao painted with concentration, and the length of the scroll was constantly lengthening as he wrote, like a picture of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains, depicting many figures with different postures, expressions, and demeanor.

Hongyue stood aside, her beautiful eyes gradually widened, and her face showed an unconcealable surprise.

She thought that Li Hao only knew a little bit about what he said, but she didn't expect that his painting skills were even better than Li Hao's chess skills!

She was proficient in everything, including music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although she was the best in chess, she was also good at painting. How could she not see that Li Hao's paintings were the best of masters, and every painting she made was a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

"This painting... is the most unique in the world!"

Hong Yue muttered to herself.

This picture of the heroes of the heavenly monument, in addition to the majesty and the charm of the heavenly monument, is also presented in the painting. The expressions of the heroes of the heavens are lifelike, and their demeanor and demeanor are meticulous. Just one picture can make people appreciate the ultimate style at this moment.

"What is that person doing?"

"It seems that he is painting, and there is a maid beside him grinding. Could it be that he regards this place as a place for leisure and even brings a personal maid."

"Painting? Are you kidding?"

Everyone was surprised and looked around frequently, but they felt that the other party was putting on a show.

Hong Yue was angry when she heard these discussions, but she secretly sighed that these Tianjiao worked hard to practice, and they looked down on piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they were not as good as the young master in practice. The gap between them was really big.

Li Hao devoted himself to painting so many Tianjiao at one time, and it was a great test for his skills.

In addition to the details, the whole painting also pays attention to the overall situation. Even if it is a Tianjiao with only 7,000 or 8,000 experience points, Li Hao also carefully portrayed it and integrated it into the whole painting.

As the painting was completed, Li Hao felt sore all over, but after a little stretch, he felt relaxed again.

He checked the experience, and this painting actually brought him a full 1.5 million experience!

In addition to the 210,000 experience contributed by Tianbei, the rest were provided by these Tianjiao.

There are 14 Tianjiaos such as Chi Guang and Lin Shuhai who can bring more than 30,000 experience points.

And sake also brought Li Hao more than 40,000 experience points.

In addition to Qingjiu, there are two others who have nearly 50,000 experience points!

Such rich experience points are comparable to those of a semi-saint, or even stronger than some semi-saints!

While Li Hao was surprised, he couldn't help but sigh that there is indeed no shortage of evildoers in the heavens.

He didn't pay much attention to them, and his mind was not on these people. In this battle of supreme geniuses, the Buddha and the Void Saint would definitely attack, and would not watch him become a saint. In addition to relying on Old Feng, he also needs to accumulate more strength.

After all, Old Feng has made his cards clear, and the other party may have a trick to guard against it.

"To have the power to rival a saint, unless you comprehend the final realm, or the extreme realm of hearing the Tao..."

Li Hao's eyes flashed, and there were about five months left, and time was running out.

He stretched his muscles a little, and then continued to paint.

Although the experience would decline the second time he painted, he could still gain a lot.

Li Hao planned to finish it here in one go, and with the help of these geniuses gathering, he would have the painting experience maxed out!

Previously, Feng Lao had cooperated with him in painting, which had provided him with valuable experience. Now, he was getting closer and closer to the ninth level of perfection.

Li Hao handed the scroll to Xi Yan, and then started painting again.

When Li Hao continued the second painting, more and more people gathered and talked about it.

Lin Qingying saw Li Hao immersed in it and didn't care about the surroundings at all. She couldn't help but think of Li Hao's appearance in her courtyard, and smiled.

The other party was still the same as before, not caring about everything around him.

"This guy, his temper hasn't changed..."

Chi Guang stared at Li Hao's actions and wanted to go over to say hello to Li Hao. Although he lost to Li Hao before, he admitted that his skills were not as good as others. Although he was very angry, he knew that it was not Li Hao's fault, but he was too weak.

But seeing Li Hao concentrating on painting, he was still tactful and didn't say much. Instead, he remembered that Li Hao was also so leisurely during the previous quota battle.

"He is the highest on the Heavenly Ranking. I thought he would be able to enter the top three of the Heavens. It seems that we still underestimated him."

"However, those few did not come to leave their names, as if they were disdainful. It is hard to say who will win."

"Those few are reincarnations and were once saints. How can they care about this."

"That's right. The Twin Buddhas did not come either. Only we are still fighting for fame. Those guys are famous in themselves."

Lin Shuhai and other saints from the Canglan Realm were discussing in a low voice.

The Holy Son of Haoyue was silent. He once believed that his Sun and Moon Avenue connected the heaven and earth and was expected to enter the highest and the first in the Heavens. But now that he has suffered a series of blows, he is a little confused.

He couldn't understand Li Hao's swordsmanship, but he could feel that it seemed to be much stronger than his Sun and Moon Avenue.

What kind of swordsmanship would that be? He has been thinking about this for some time.

Not long after, Li Hao finished his second painting and gained nearly one million experience points.

Seeing that the painting experience was about to be full, Li Hao smiled and started painting for the third time.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the crowd.

"It's the Green Deer King!"

"He's here too!"

"Someone has become famous here, and it seems that he has been disturbed."

Many people looked over, all with frightened faces, watching a green dragon chariot slowly flying and landing.

There were seven or eight maids on the dragon chariot, all of whom were graceful and beautiful. Their demeanor was second only to the saints of many holy places, but more elegant and beautiful than many royal princesses in the Divine Dynasty.

They fanned and served wine, serving a young man in a green robe.

The young man's robe had two deer horns, which was quite luxurious.

Seeing this person, the crowd immediately avoided him.

Compared with Haotian, the other party has been famous for a long time, and the heavens have long known him.

When his name was spread, the heavens were also shocked. After all, more than ten years ago, the other party overwhelmed a semi-saint and beat a semi-saint to cough up blood. In the end, he chose to reincarnate and cultivate again, which made him famous.

"Didn't King Qinglu leave his name on the Heavenly Monument? The golden light flashed twice. I heard that he is not the reincarnation of a saint!"

"That's right, that is the demon from the Huntian Holy Land. I heard that he is expected to win the first place in this Supreme Pride Battle!"

Everyone was talking about it, their eyes shining, as if they thought there was something exciting to watch.

King Qinglu stepped down from the dragon chariot, his eyes were calm, and he glanced out, and immediately saw several familiar figures in the crowd, including Wu Tian from the Legalist Holy Land.

He smiled calmly, but his eyes fell on a place where a young man was painting peacefully with a red sleeve.

When they looked at each other, King Qinglu immediately knew that the man was the famous figure in this battle.

They all smiled.

Li Hao also smiled brightly, as if he was looking at a fat lamb.

Another one to give painting experience, two flashes of golden light? That must be a lot of experience!