"No, this jade plaque is filled with light, it looks like a good thing. At first glance, I'm afraid the jade spirit is not as good as the jade plaque." Huang Hao murmured in his heart, raised his hand and took out a piece of jade from the Qiankun bag, which was the original jade spirit.

I held the jade token in one hand and the jade token in the other. In contrast, I felt that the jade token in my hand was not as good as the jade token. At least, although the jade token was precious, it lacked the scattered light above the jade token.

"Why can't it be absorbed?" Huang Hao's mind sank into his mind. There may be a way to solve the current mystery in the vast amount of knowledge inherited by the Medical Immortal.

After a moment, Huang Hao's eyes suddenly opened, and a look of unconcealed ecstasy was revealed in his eyes.

"Jade Slip! This must be a jade Slip!" Huang Hao was excited and almost jumped out of the bed. The jade Slip, according to the introduction of the inheritance of the Medical Immortal, was a medium used by real practitioners to record information. In the era of the Medical Immortal, jade Slips were like books today. Those practitioners would record some of their martial arts secrets and experiences in the jade through special means. Such jades would hardly decay if they were not destroyed by external forces and were truly treasures that have been passed down for generations. Unexpectedly, there was such a jade Slip among the piles of jade wares sent by Mr. Guo.

"But I don't know what is recorded in this jade slip. However, no matter what it is, what can be recorded by the jade slip are extremely precious things. After all, it is not easy to make a jade slip. It is not an important thing. Generally, no one will spend time recording it in the jade slip." Huang Hao was extremely curious, but rationally stopped his random thoughts.

Now he has no way to explore the information in the jade slip. There is an explanation in the inheritance of the Medical Immortal that reading the information in the jade slip must rely on his own mental power. He is now just a little rookie in the Qi Refining Stage, and his mental power only exists in his sea of ​​consciousness and cannot be projected outside his body. Unless the foundation is successful, his mental power can be temporarily separated from the sea of ​​consciousness and spread out of his body after being tempered.

"Is the foundation building stage?" A glimmer of light burst out in Huang Hao's eyes: "Then next, I will attack this foundation building stage with all my strength!"

After walking out of the secret room, he gave a few words to the senior manager of the Guo family guarding the door of the secret room, and Huang Hao returned to the secret room again. This time, he completely locked the door of the secret room. Unless he opened it from the inside, people outside wanted to come in, they could only use explosives to explode the secret room.

After doing all this, Huang Hao no longer hesitated and sat cross-legged on the bed. Looking at the jade spirit still being grabbed in his hand, Huang Hao hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, and the "Immortal Sutra of Eternal Life" in his body was running rapidly, and a powerful suction force rose from the palm of his hand, absorbing the power in the jade spirit like a whale swallowing it.

Although the jade essence is precious, this part can exchange at least three Yuan Condensing Pills for hidden power, compared with Huang Hao's current situation, the jade essence is not so precious. If you cannot enter the foundation building stage, if you encounter an assassination of him again, it is a question whether Huang Hao has life or not. For Huang Hao, strength is the foundation for everything.

The jade essence is indeed worthy of being a jade essence. The energy contained in it is much richer than that of ordinary jade. At the same time, Huang Hao's improvement of true qi has reached a hundred times that of the original absorption of ordinary jade.

It took nearly an hour to make the jade essence in Huang Hao's hand turn into a pile of powder with a "splash". Huang Hao opened his eyes, looked at the pile of powder with some regret, and said to himself: "Such a small piece of jade essence has actually strengthened my true energy by two more. If there are five or six pieces of jade essence, I will definitely be able to directly impact the foundation-building realm. Unfortunately, the jade essence is too rare. I have seen so many raw stones these days, and I have only seen such a piece."

Without the jade spirit, Huang Hao was not discouraged. With the function of "Eye of Extreme Water" to condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, his cultivation speed was not slow.

At this moment, Huang Hao calmed down and suddenly entered a state of emptiness. The "Immortal Sutra of Immortality" was running like a machine with enough horsepower. At the same time, the Eye of the Shui also started silently. Under the inexplicable aura, streams of pure heaven and earth aura gathered from all directions, and soon filled the space around Huang Hao's side extremely thick.

Although this secret room is built underground, there are many breathable holes around it that lead directly to the ground, so Huang Hao is not worried that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will not be able to gather. What he has to do at this moment is to simply absorb, practice, absorb, and practice!

The practice of "The Immortal Sutra of Eternal Life" is an extremely comfortable thing. When practicing, Huang Hao only felt that every pore in his body was extremely comfortable. The feeling of comfort that reached the depths of his soul made Huang Hao wish he could always be immersed in this state of cultivation. To be honest, if it weren't for the ability to absorb jade energy to be powerful, Huang Hao wouldn't have deliberately absorbed jade energy. After all, the speed of absorbing jade energy is almost the same as that of his own cultivation, and it was so exciting to practice by himself.

There is no time to practice, especially in such a comfortable practice, Huang Hao even forgot the concept of time. He only knows that the true energy in his body is growing continuously every moment, and is getting closer and closer to the conditions of impacting the foundation-building stage.

...

Half a month later, something big happened between the Guo family and the Ximen family.

The Wulin League sent them an invitation, inviting them to go to Songshan to attend the martial arts conference on May 1, and threw out a bombshell - Hidden Sect's disciples.

This news made both Mr. Guo and Ximen Feng feel nervous. The Hidden Sect accepting disciples is a rare thing in a century. Perhaps there have been any before, but at that time, neither the Guo family nor the Ximen family had a transcendent realm. Although they were awesome in Kun City, they were just small families in the martial arts world. Even if there were such a thing at that time, the Wulin League would not invite them. At this moment, the two families had the existence of the transcendent realm and were promoted to super powers. The Wulin League sent them a special invitation.

However, in addition to being excited, the next sentence of the envoy from the Wulin Alliance who sent the invitation made them look at each other.

"Huang Hao is in Kun City. This invitation is for him. You can pass it over to him and ask him to go to the martial arts conference. The leader of the alliance has something to ask him!" After saying this, the envoy left another invitation and left. However, I don't know if it was the illusion of Mr. Guo and Ximen Feng, they always felt that the envoy seemed to have an unkind intention in his last words.

"What's going on?" Mr. Guo held the invitation belonging to Huang Hao, and looked thoughtful.

Ximen Feng asked, "Deyang, you said Huang Hao has been in seclusion for a month. With his medical skills, his injuries have been healed, so why haven't they come out yet?"

Mr. Guo shook his head: "Half a month ago, he left a message saying that he would go into seclusion and practice. I guess he wanted to attack the transcendence realm."

"Transparent Realm?" Ximen Feng frowned, his eyes showing incredible: "You and I are all experienced people, and we all understand the difficulty of rushing to the Transparent Realm. Do you think Huang Hao can succeed?"

Mr. Guo smiled: "Does Huang Hao give us few accidents these days? If others don't do it, it doesn't mean Huang Hao can't do it. This young man is always full of miracles."

"But this invitation..." Ximen Feng said hesitantly: "If Huang Hao can't catch up..."

"That's nothing to do. Compared with the martial arts conference, transcendence is more important. If you can't catch up, I will go to the Wulin League to take the blame, so as not to blame Huang Hao for the Wulin League." Mr. Guo said with a wry smile.

"Haha, how can I lose such a thing? Two martial artists in the transcendent realm can make the Martial Arts League save face no matter what," Ximen Feng joked without hesitation.

"Oh, that's all..." Mr. Guo nodded, but turned to a smile: "It's too early to say that apologize. What we need to consider now is to choose the right junior. If we can be attracted by the Hidden Sect and take it as a disciple, that's what we both families are convinced."

So, the two of them started to select disciples in a busy manner and prepared for the martial arts conference. Although it was difficult for the disciples trained to be able to gain the eyes of the Hidden Sect with the background of their two families, they would not give up whenever they had a slight chance.

...

At the same time, news of the martial arts conference had already spread in the martial arts world, especially the bombshell of the Hidden Sect's disciples, which made the calm stagnant water in the martial arts world suddenly ripple with huge waves. Martial forces hidden in the world came out one after another, trying to compete for the limited quota given by the Hidden Sect.

In the deep mountains of Dali, in a dilapidated temple, a hunched old monk was about to urge him to the heroic young monk in front of him: "Huiji, you have been practicing for more than 20 years. Now that you have achieved success in your studies, it is time to come out. A few days ago, I watched the astrological signs at night and found that there was a faint evil spirit rising in the north. I am afraid that the martial arts world will be in chaos again. When you go here, you must uphold the responsibility of my Tianlong Temple to maintain the people, kill demons and eliminate demons, and don't let touch your head to harm the martial arts world."

"Disciple knows!" Huiji lowered his head and whispered with a respectful look.

"Hui Ji, it's not time to go down the mountain at this moment. There are so many storms in the world, so take care of yourself!" The old monk said, then lowered his eyes, as if he had entered into meditation.

The night is quiet, only the night birds in the mountains and forests chirp a few times.

The old monk opened his eyes and looked at Huiji who was still standing in front of him with his hands hanging down, and said in surprise: "Huiji, why haven't you gone down the mountain yet?"

Huiji gave a solemn and said sincerely: "Master, I have no money to go down the mountain..."

"Nonsense, didn't you hand over the money for the indulgent oil in the temple a few days ago?" The old monk glared and said with reproach.

"Master, you don't know what those few dozen dollars can do. The consumption at the foot of the mountain is so high. Now you can't even get a bowl of noodles for less than twenty dollars. The disciple is dull. If you don't have money to defend yourself, you may really starve to death!" Huiji said with a bitter face.

"Forget it, forgot, there is a secret structure under the prelude to the master's meditation room, which contains some of the savings of the master over the years. You can get a part of it." The old monk clasped his hands together, and there was a sense of reluctance in his eyebrows.

"Master, I actually took it before I came." Looking at the old monk's twitching face, Huiji said guiltily: "Master, don't be angry. You promised me to get it just now, but I just took it in advance. Moreover, I didn't finish it all, and I didn't move the tens of millions in the bank card, but I took three gold bars and millions of cash..."

"Get out!" The old monk shouted violently, kicked Huiji who was about to stop and rolled down the mountain road with a rumble.

In a vague way, Huiji's loud cheering was heard: "Haha, Huahua World, I'm here..."

"Amitabha..." In response to this, the old monk just pronounced the Buddha's name and fell into silence again, as if he had never had the anger just now.
Chapter completed!